Chapter 198: Voyage Back (Text)
As the oldest birthplace and meeting place of life on earth, the ocean uses its unpredictable temperament and power to gently or fiercely welcome and find those who have been in the past and present, with ambitions and dreams, chasing interests and a new world.
Ruthlessly bury their hopes and efforts, or bloom their colorful embrace, make them return with a full load of ambition, and even make them waste years without achievements, and polish their patience and perseverance for generations.
This is the tragic and unpredictable life of the people at sea, and the little Contrinoa, who has shrunk by the scorching sun and the cold sea breeze, obviously thinks so.
As a descendant of an ancient family in the city of Jerusalem with a holy name, he should have stayed in an ancient and splendid temple, draped in purple prayer robes and crowned with a crown of prayer, leading the devotion and prayer of the faithful, just like his eponymous ancestor, the first Archbishop of Contrinoa, who inherited the surname and the corresponding priesthood from generation to generation.
As a living saint who miraculously survived the trial of atonement in the course of the church upheaval known as the "Leo March", and the initiator of the Orthodox movement that presided over the excavation and translation of the sacred scrolls of the Dead Sea, Archbishop Contrinoah was able to reproduce the authority and glory of the time of the five bishops.
Under his leadership, many ancient and new Eastern churches and worship groups from the Armenian Church, the Korpt Church, the Presbyterian Church of Amm, and the Assyrian Church gathered on the Holy Mountain of Olives to swear an oath to the true cross, and began the centuries-old history of resistance and struggle with the Holy See entrenched on the continent of Europa, and shouted the slogan "Salvation comes from the East", openly shielding and sheltering the poor Paulites who were suppressed and expelled by the Isurian dynasty in Eastern Rome. A generation of influential figures who refused to take office and questioned the legitimacy and legitimacy of Archbishop Constantine.
But any splendor and glory will one day come to an end, and hundreds of years will be enough for the descendants of this divine name to gradually wither and fall in the covetousness and malice of secular power, and in the competition and encroachment of the Church.
When it was passed on to Contrinoa the Younger's father, Contrinoa the Great, the generation of Contrinoa the Great, there were only surnames and titles that had been passed down from generation to generation, and he gave up the plan to continue to maintain intergenerational marriages between the ancient clans within the Jerusalem Order, and began to marry the worldly wealthy families in exchange for the rich estate and property of the dowry to improve the situation, and the younger Contrinoah was the product of this marriage.
Therefore, after his birth, he was nicknamed "Inhuman" Contrinoa the Younger, because his mother's family can be traced back to the Seris, who served as the first Palestinian autonomous governor of the Bactrian Dynasty.
Because this Lu clan once served as the leader of the Eastern mercenaries, he followed the founder of the post-Umayyad dynasty, the eagle of the Qurai clan, the red-haired caliph Rahman, to participate in the famous "Three Years of Liberation" against the Abbasid dynasty, and thus married Rahman's daughter, thinking that he was a Muslim princess from Andalusia, and became the ruling family of the local lineage and the object of Rahman's deathbed will.
In the midst of the changes in the world, the descendants of this family have also fused countless bloodlines from various nationalities and beliefs, with incomparably complex origins and ties, and firmly grasped the huge wealth and resources in the local area, but they were also secretly called the "untrustworthy" family by those jealous family and political rivals.
And the little Contrinoa was obviously more deviant than his father, so he swore to renounce the teaching and title of the family lineage, only keep the last surname, and leave the familiar city of Yes, go to Isfahan, the heart of Great Xia, to start another wandering and bumpy secular life.
On a certain sea ship, little Contrinoa also met an old man from afar.
"Xia Wuji"
It's just that he didn't have the joy and enthusiasm of meeting his old acquaintance in a foreign country, but looked at each other with some vigilance.
"What are you doing here?"
As his former friend, the same year and rival who had been trained together, ended up in a rather unpopular and notorious place.
In a way, they represent the purveyors of death and calamity, and they are the best at stirring up wars and rebellions in relatively wild and backward areas, and then profiting from them, and they are more dangerous and unscrupulous than Contrinoa, who act in secret under the cover of smuggling and merchant.
"It's a small hole."
The old man named Xia Wuji said with a poisonous tongue that didn't care.
"After being driven out of Yidu (Isfahan) and sent to the Western Tianzhu Protectorate, you haven't changed and grown a little."
"Do you still have unrealistic hopes and continue to make a comeback and regain the dream of losing a qiē?"
"I'm afraid that before that day, the person you are looking forward to will already be full of children and grandchildren, and Chenghuan will be on his knees"
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After Wu Jue's failed attempt to solicit again, I was not discouraged and withdrew from the cabin, at least the other party was willing to talk to me a few more words, willing to argue and confess, it was also a kind of loosening of attitude, the most troublesome thing was not to ignore the oil and salt, at least he cared and expressed his will.
Then I gave an additional explanation to the guards guarding that I could relax his control, except for a few cabins, he could walk freely under the escort, and if there were any problems in daily life, he didn't have to be too vigilant and guarded, and the key things would not be lightly placed on the deck.
And this ship is so big, surrounded by the sea, it is impossible for him to run anywhere, let him expand the scope of his activities, but it will help to understand and contact my troops, which is also equivalent to deepening a certain bond in disguise.
After all, after trying his subordinates and loyal commanders, he had no way out, and whether he had taken the initiative to seek death such as hunger strikes and self-harm, he obviously had some thoughts and ideas.
At this time, I heard the loud singing from the deck, it was indeed the end of the routine deck activities, and I couldn't help but smile a little at the corner of my mouth when I saw their solemn and meticulous expressions.
This is also one of the daily after-shows and details of my army.
As a means for the sergeants to fill in their idleness, in addition to the usual enlightenment night reading and the study of the camp such as the general assembly, entertainment as a spice is also indispensable, so as to prevent them from having extra time and energy to overflow and do something that violates military discipline.
Compared with the usual choices of entertainment items such as singing, dancing, feasting, and even prostitution in this era, the daily storytelling activities of the camp and the war have become the most inexpensive and inexpensive way.
As long as a specially selected compilation of stories, with thick words and clear articulation, it can meet most of the needs, mainly interesting and exaggerated historical allusions related to the army, and the deeds of characters with appeal.
In addition to amusing and relaxing, I can help the soldiers, inspire and touch thinking, facilitate the inculcation of certain ideas, and also carry some private goods by the way, subtly influence and establish a three-view tendency with my personal color.
In addition, there are some military sports and competitive sports, under the rule of the Southern Dynasties, in addition to the traditional polo and keju, there have been other group sports similar to basketball and rugby. In fact, I appreciate the latter more, because this kind of sport of a certain player fighting ball does not have high requirements for the venue, and the form of the game in which the two teams compete for collision and throw is also closer to military life, similar to a kind of Cheng dù is a rehearsal of group combat cooperation.
And then there are, apparently, some of the details that have become somewhat habitual and routine.
For example, after getting up, singing songs before and before meals will be sung, mainly about the basic rules and military discipline, as well as the schedule norms and precautions compiled into simple words, there are also [from the army] [juvenile line] such as ancient poems advocating meritorious service and expanding the territory.
Of course, this is somewhat borrowed from the collective brainwashing methods of later MLM organizations.
Repeatedly emphasizing something and something in a large collective atmosphere, and finally making people believe in it or become accustomed to it, is a shortcut to enhance the sense of identity and centripetal force.
With my current situation, I can't establish a doctrine or a corresponding theoretical system for my subordinates to explain many current situations and prospects, and why I am fighting for the country and the people.
However, it is relatively easy to get started just by cultivating a relatively simple and simple central idea and basic pursuit, telling them what they should do and how to do their best to safeguard the interests of the group under the military system at the present stage.
In this way, after the painstaking management of my investment and means and the tempering of the battlefield, a core army with inheritance should have the spirit and spirit, or the soul of the soldier is already being formed, and in addition, I have the cross-era vision and means, and the overall interest orientation and authority of the management and creation have also been initially established, which can not help but make people a little proud and complacent.
Holding heavy troops, scolding Fang Xuan, countless people sacrifice their lives and deaths for the desire for power and a sense of achievement, this may be the natural romance and pride of most men in their bones!
I was thinking about it, when suddenly there was some kind of shouting of alarm from the mast up to the lookout, and the deck became busy and chaotic.
A moment later, I stood on the bow of the boat, using an elongated clairvoyant mirror, trying to distinguish the shadow of a ship from the small black dots that faintly appeared in the waves at the junction of sea and sky.
"Is it a pirate?"
Xin Jiaxuan, who was standing beside me, said in a somewhat nervous voice, as a traditional infantry unit, when it comes to such an unfamiliar environment at sea, the combat effectiveness will be sharply reduced.
"Not yet"
The bow of the ship was a newcomer, but he was also an old sailor, he explained in a loud voice
"At most, it's just some smugglers"
"When you see us, you have to take the initiative to avoid it"
According to him
Under the rule of the Southern Dynasties, from the warm and vast East China Sea to the hot and humid South China Sea, from the West Niuhe Zhou on the other side of the ocean to the Southern Ganbu Prefecture in the Outer Kunlun Sea, there was no shortage of various competitors and pirates parasitic on the trade line like bulls.
However, for the so-called "inland sea around the continent" between the Indochina Peninsula and the major islands, there have been no pirates in the real sense for many years, and they are more smuggling gangs of all sizes. Although they sometimes make cameos as pirates who kill people and overhaul goods, on the whole, the sea route is quite safe.
The wind and waves were rushing, and the speed of the ship increased greatly as the sail page was adjusted, and after the angle of the sail projection, after changing most of the position, we already saw the edge of the coastline to the extreme, and the rising plume of smoke.
Hell, I was really hit by the crow's mouth, and Xin Jiaxuan and I looked at each other.