Night had crept down, and the bridge, which had been almost built, lay listlessly across the river.

The tired Roman soldiers had long since fallen asleep, and they probably never dreamed that at this time, the barbarians would start the idea of this bridge.

From the time Sentumaros decided to use troops against the barbarians and began to build bridges, they had never encountered an attack by the barbarians, which also made them completely careless.

They probably never imagined that a man had returned:

Archon of the Germanic Union: Ernst. Brahm!

More than 200 figures appeared ghostly, and the Romans, who had already fallen asleep, had no idea that danger was quietly approaching them.

After successfully killing a few soldiers, more than 200 Germanic warriors led by Wang Weiyi personally appeared......

Barrels of strange, pungent smelling liquids were spilled on the bridge deck by Germanic warriors who didn't know what it was. Their consuls told them that when the flames touched the liquids, a raging fire would ignite.

Truth be told, the Germans didn't really believe that such a black liquid would have such an effect.

All the gasoline was poured, and until now, the sleeping Romans had not reacted.

Wang Weiyi smiled and looked at his subordinates who had completed the task, then took a torch and gently put it on the gasoline......

The fire ignited in an instant, lighting up the entire night sky.

The Germanic people were dumbfounded, and couldn't believe that such a liquid could really have such a big effect.

They looked towards the consul. But he found that the consul stood so straight that he was not at all moved.

The fire is burning, finally. There were terrified cries from the Romans, but at this point, what else could they do to change it?

Their hard work for days was completely destroyed in this night......

Guo Yunfeng was also watching, and when the fire was completely out of control, he whispered: "Rambler, when you are not there." I took a closer look at the situation in Germania, because of our victory over Caesar, so those tribes who had not joined us before. They all came one after another. Only a handful of tribes are still watching, including the Saxons. ”

"Oh, is there anything special about them?" Wang Weiyi asked casually.

Guo Yunfeng nodded, and then told Wang Weiyi something special in a deeper voice......

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In the middle reaches of the Viser River there is a piece of land occupied by forest swamps. Only a few places are lush water meadows. Rectangular wooden houses scattered far apart from each other are scattered here, and this is the camp where the Saxons lived.

Before it got dark today, the campfire was lit and the aroma of barbecued game wafted through the camp. Naked Germanic children are running around the racks where they are barbecuing food, and some children are squatting on the ground and watching the adults brush the light yellow juice of salt and other condiments on the game, making the smell even more enticing.

Although naked and dirty, these children had a muscular body that the Romans most envied. Because they were all nursed by their own mothers. In the distance, older children were rolling on the mud with the tribe's sheep, pigs, and goats. There were both the children of the tribal nobles and the children of slaves, and the Germans did not care about this, and the sons of slaves often beat the chief's children to the point that their noses were swollen, and the future chieftain would only think about the next beating, and never thought of his father's identity.

In the open space in the center of the camp was a feast for the welcome of Ulia and Amaria, who had returned from the cemetery of Ariovistus, and Keruman, the leader of the Lombards, as well as Edler, the leader of the Cherusi tribe, and Ouel, the leader of the Dunktri tribe, who were said to have been allied for generations, and who, like Keruman, had come to greet the granddaughter of Ariovistus.

The Saxon women were busy putting wild fruit and cheese on the empty seats, and of course the mead and barley wine, which were indispensable for every meal of the Germanic men.

The Greek Tenadus wandered leisurely about the tribe, and from time to time a few daring children wanted to reach out and touch his clothes, for the Greeks' attire was so novel, and his Greek-style weapons and shields were being held in the hands of several of Almius' attendants.

The heart of the Sentoumarus squire was not as easy as his expression: before leaving, the chief of the squire, Clemmons, secretly instructed him to carefully observe the Saxons' every move, and if he found anything unusual, report it to him immediately. However, when you come to this camp, everything is so peaceful and normal.

Isn't Sentumarous-sama a little suspicious? Tenadus had no doubt that Clemmons' order had come from Sentumaros, and he muttered to himself as he carefully pushed away a Saxon child, fearing that the mud on the child's body would stain his carefully sewn clothes in Athens.

Ya Yi'an next to him was beaming, and along the way, he finally felt that he was a character, and all the barbarian tribal leaders who passed by were still loyal to Rome and were very polite to him.

"I want that!" The Saxon kid, who was pushed away by Tenadus, pointed to the silver sword hook on his body.

The Greek smiled bitterly, and now there was no need to ask Jaian, he also understood the customs of the barbarians, and no one was more generous and hospitable than the barbarians, and it was considered an ugly thing to refuse a guest behind closed doors. Every savage will do his best to entertain his guests according to his possessions, and if his host is unable to entertain, he will bring in another host to his guest and accompany him there, without the invitation of another host, who will entertain them with the same courtesy. As far as the friendship of the master is concerned, there is no difference between acquaintances and strangers, and whenever the guest leaves, he will give him whatever he asks; In the same way, the hosts are not shy about asking for gifts from their guests, and they are very fond of gifts, but they have neither the desire to repay their kindness nor the desire to repay them.

So, along the way. Tenadus's fine trinkets were running out. At this moment, he had no choice but to take out a statuette of Hermes, the divine envoy, and send the child away.

The boy turned and ran towards a wooden house. It seems that he is going to offer a treasure to his mother, and there are a few children chasing after him who are clamoring to see the statue.

Tenadus looked over into one of the largest wooden houses, where there was a roar of drinking.

Before the dinner party began, they couldn't wait, and several leaders actually gathered there to drink first, and the barbarians were really cute. He shook his head, a smile on his lips.

The situation inside the big cabin was not as warm as the attendant of Sentumaros had thought. The four Germanic chieftains looked solemn, unable to believe that the hilarious shouts were coming from their mouths.

"Keruman, drink!" The Giant Cherusi roared first. Then he lowered his voice hard, which was really hard work for him.

"Yes, I can't spare him, he drank like a today! Edler. You shut up! The three of us combined don't have as many brains as Heleman. Since he asked us to do this, there must be a reason for him! Uyle said unceremoniously that he was the only one who could make Edler obedient except for Heilmann.

Heilman, the young leader of the young Saxons, was frowning at the moment, staring silently at the sterling silver goblet in his hand—a gift from Caesar.

"Don't worry, I won't let go of such a good wine! It is rare for the Governor of Sentumaros to be so generous. He actually sent so much wine from his cellar, and we have a mouth of Forah today! Heilman. Have you heard us, O speak? "Keruman was clearly impatient.

"I haven't missed a word of your words! Friends, if I'm not mistaken, we're in trouble! Heilman poured a glass of wine down his throat and spoke.

"What kind of trouble?" The delicate Uyle asked, not forgetting to shout, "Good wine!" ”

How do you tell these like-minded partners? Do you tell them that you have come to the conclusion based on the eyes and the slightest hint of Sentumaros that Sentumaros has discovered the plot...... It's a little ridiculous! Heilman smiled wryly and reached for the clay pot of wine.

"Heilman?!" Adler didn't lower his voice this time, and the loud voice of the Cherusi leader shook the log house a few times, and several of the Heileman cows, who were separated from them by a low wooden wall, were also startled by the sound and "moo" a few times.

"Adler, you can't stand this strong wine, Haluha, this wine is soft in the mouth, but it has a lot of stamina! Drink like you like water, I see you're about to go to the goddess of your dreams! Ha Lu Ha! Uyle smiled and looked at Adler reproachfully.

"I think our plan has been detected by the cunning Romans Sentumaros!" Heilman finally made up his mind and voiced his worries these days.

The room fell silent all of a sudden, except for the dry wood burning in the fire pit on the ground that crackled from time to time, and wisps of smoke kept drifting towards the blackened roof, where a large hole was opened for smoke exhaust.

"How do you know the way?! In the past, even the cunning and suspicious Caesar was deceived by us, but what flaws did we reveal this time? Uyle asked in a hurried whisper, this time he couldn't even hide it.

Before Heilman could reply, he immediately pricked up his ears again, and then put his index finger between his lips: "Shhhh Sure enough, soon there was a conversation outside the door.

"Greetings, Honorable Elder Sigitis." The first to speak was Hellmann's chief attendant, who was guarding outside the door. "Ha Luha, good, good, how is my nephew Heilman drinking? This kid asked me to accompany the distinguished guests, and I actually hid here with a few drunkards to drink the wine of Lord Sentumarous! Hey, I said, Keruman, the dinner is about to start, you get out of here, or I'm going to go in and pluck your ears! Then a loud voice spoke.

"Now let's go to a dinner party, and we'll all get together again after the dinner in the name of gambling money; Everyone's expressions were natural, and then they sprinkled some wine on the placket. Heilman waved decisively.

Under the swaying of the branches and leaves of the trees, the banquet was now crowded, except for a row in the center of the banquet, where the adult warriors of the Saxon tribe sat casually on the floor, their weapons at hand. These warriors shouted loudly, flaunting their heroic deeds in the past. The teenagers, who were not yet qualified to become warriors, stood by and looked enviously at the fathers and brothers, while their mothers and sisters were still busy bringing food.

Surrounded by their attendants. The four chiefs and Heilman's uncle Sigitis descended majestically into the clearing, and above Germania, Diana, the goddess of the moon, took the place of her brother, the sun goddess, who was blinking her playful eyes and casting a soft silver glow on the land.

The Saxon warriors roared to their feet and saluted their leaders and dignitaries. Heilmann lifted a horn glass and slowly poured it into the ground filled with grease and wine. "O great Odin, please accept the offerings of your admirers! Please bless the intrepid warriors! ”

As he spoke, several of his attendants threw the whole pig and sheep into the roaring bonfire in the clearing. The dinner officially began.

Ulia and Amalia's faces were flushed with the firelight, and they looked particularly delicate; Taking off their ornate silk robes and changing into the linen dresses of Germanic women did not diminish their beauty.

After everyone had drunk their first drink, Sigitis, who was second only to Herman in the tribe, stood up. He was the younger brother of Heilman and Flaus's father, Sigimir. Elders and priests of high status of the Saxon tribes.

"Today, we Saxons welcome our honored guests, the granddaughters of the valiant and warlike Ariovistus, who have returned to their homeland after a long period of suffering, thanks to the gift of the god Odin. Saxon sons, show some skill to welcome Ulya and Amalia! ”

A group of young men jumped out of their seats, quickly thrust their sharp swords and spears upside down to the ground, and then stripped naked. Standing naked in the small spaces left by the blades and spear tips.

The young men raised their swords in unison and pointed them into the air. Then it slammed into the shield. After a loud bang, a majestic song sounded:

"I see my father, I see my brothers, I see my mother, thousands of ancestors, they are calling me! In the halls of Valhall, the souls of warriors will become eternal ......"

With the tragic singing, the Saxon youth, who shimmered with youthful and vigorous carcasses, began to dance the war dance of the Germans in the midst of the guns and swords, singing loudly in praise of Odin, and jumping nimbly under their feet. Suddenly, the Saxon youths jumped up and stabbed in the air at an opponent.

At Amalia's exclamation, the young warriors landed exactly where they had landed, and then stopped there, the dangerous blades scattered all over the ground did not hurt a single person, and the sharp swords in their hands lit up the sky of the camp.

After a moment of silence, the people began to cheer them on, and Tenadus, who was beside Sister Ulia, was also stirred by this primitive bravery and martial spirit...... As a young man, he ventured away from home for the deeds of the great hero Hercules, slashing pythons in ruined temples, fighting wolves alone in the Peloponnese, and fighting Parthian rangers in the Syrian desert.

"Brave Tenadus, you Greece has given birth to countless famous heroes: Hercules, who created the twelve, the godlike Axis under the city of Troy, Iason, who drove 'Argo' in search of the Golden Fleece, and now you Greeks have such brave warriors, such quick youths?" Looking at the young men who had returned to their seats in an instant, Uyl seemed to ask a question casually.

Tenadus shook his head, seeing the pride flashing in the eyes of the Germanic people next to him, the young man who had killed the first warrior of Lombard smiled slightly: "Now we Greeks really don't have such warriors, because we value something else more now." ”

The leaders and elders of the Germanic people stopped drinking and began to listen attentively to the words of the Greek youth.

"We Greeks now value the search for the meaning of life, how long do you live? Fifty years? Sixty years? Only a few short decades. And we have too many desires to fulfill, but experience tells us that if a person's desires are strong in one aspect, their desires in other areas must be weak, just like a stream that has been led into another channel, so we humans begin to torture ourselves.

So what is the meaning of life?

Our wise man introspectively comes to what seems to be a shortcut to the right path: As long as we cling to our bodies, so that our minds are polluted by the flesh and become incomplete, we cannot satisfactorily grasp the objects, which are what we call truth.

First, the body has caused countless disturbances in its quest for survival; Second, illness prevents us from searching for the truth. Moreover, the body is so full of love, fear, lust, fantasies, and so many worthless things that we have no leisure to think about other matters; Wars, changes and strife are caused only by the desires of the flesh. The purpose of war is to grab wealth, and we have to go to it for the purpose of satisfying the desires of the flesh.

We are slaves to desire.

That's why we have so little time to think about the meaning of life for what we do. Worst of all, even if we buy some time from carnal desires to study certain aspects, carnal desires can re-enter our thought processes, interrupting, distracting, and preventing us from grasping the glimmer of truth.

So they believe that in order to get answers, they must get rid of the flesh and look at things with their hearts. As long as we live, unless absolutely necessary, we should avoid as much contact with the flesh as possible, so that we can continue to approach knowledge. We should purify our souls before the gods save them, and we should not allow them to be corrupted by the desires of the flesh. In this way, we are able to come into contact with nature as if we were with ourselves, and to gain pure and unpolluted direct perception. A person who offends the kingdom of pure truth without first purifying himself is undoubtedly violating the justice of the universe.

All wise men must think undisturbed and remind each other. For anyone who has reached the end of the whirlwind of life, there is enough reason to hope that in another world we will achieve the goal that we will pursue with all our strength in life, and the end of the journey of life will bring good hope to those who have been preparing to purify their hearts. (To be continued......)