Kerst and Feida, following in the footsteps of Old Man Mousse, walked down the dark room in the house, and did not come out for a long time. In the quiet jungle, only the firewood in the fireplace fireplace crackled and burned.

Let's leave the misty forest for a moment and head towards Desik in the far north, a thousand miles away, it is already a cold place, unlike the rich San Jose or the Shang League, where the cold weather greatly shortens the growth cycle of crops, and the yield becomes extremely low, and when a snowstorm comes, there is often no harvest.

Therefore, in the far north of the continent, there are few patches of farmland, but there are only large wastelands with low plants, some cattle and sheep, bowing their heads in the cold wind and gnawing on grass roots, and herders curled up in animal skin clothes, drinking warm spirits.

Every now and then, groups of Steppenwolves would run past the herds of cattle and sheep in pairs, stirring up a commotion among the cattle and sheep. But at this time, most of the shepherds only took a sip of strong wine, and did not even bother to raise their eyelids to look at it. Steppenwolf, a beast endemic to the north, has lived peacefully with humans here for many years, and has long known each other, and these wolves will not actively attack humans unless absolutely necessary.

In this 100-mile wasteland, there are human settlements, most of which are made of the trunks of the northern "giant sequoias" (Note 1), which are giant trees with a length of more than 20 grams and the thickness of a man's forearm. On a high wooden wall, the top is covered with patchwork of animal hair, and then pulled diagonally with thick rope and fastened to the ground.

This is the common "tent" of the northern Desik people, one after another "tents", forming small villages, cities and the only male city in the north, "White Rock City" on the northern continent.

De Sick and San Jose are the most powerful empires on the continent, but they have very different styles. San Jose is delicate, graceful, and humanistic, while Desik is rough, heavy, and brutal at every turn. This can be seen from their city, Kyoto City, where cherry blossoms are always falling, and in Shiraiwa Castle, there are horns.

Northerners, love for horns, to the point of a perversion. These huge sounding tools made of ox horns blow vigorously and make a low but loud sound, and the Desiks will blow the horn on various occasions such as sacrifices and ceremonies. The army used a horn to communicate the news, the city used a horn to tell the time, and even the royal palace used the sound of a horn to reflect the majesty of the royal family.

Speaking of the royal palace, the royal palace of the Desik royal family is very different from other countries. The royal dukes of the Shang Alliance have built their own family castles as royal palaces, and almost all of them are huge stones dug from Sunset Mountain. And the San Jose royal family, who built the beautiful Oriental court on the ruins of the Magic Empire, are famous all over the continent.

And Desik, who is visiting White Rock for the first time, will be shocked by the huge "tents" in the city. The trunk of the tree is also made of "giant sequoia", and it is also spliced with animal skin, but the "tent" with a length and width of more than 300 grams may not be described as "big" alone. What's more, the "tents" in the entire city are actually painted white, with dark animal skin roofs, which look like large white rock groups from a distance.

This is the origin of the name "White Rock City", and the largest "rock" in the middle is the Desic Palace.

In front of the Desik Palace, there is a large square, and above the empty square, the Steppenwolf heraldic flag of the Desik royal family flutters all year round. Today, however, these heraldic flags have been lowered.

On the square, the cold wind gusted, whistling and rolling up the dust on the ground, and flying into the sky. The sky was filled with the muffled sound of horns. Today's horn sound is a little deep and gentle, and if you savor it, you can hear a faint sadness. Two rows of mighty trumpeters stood in front of the palace in a neat row, their black horns facing the sky.

With the sound of the trumpet, a group of Desiks, dressed in fine clothes, with a white coarse cloth tied around their waists and a white cloth one finger wide on their foreheads, walked out of the palace with a gloomy face. The leader was a middle-aged woman with gray black hair, accompanied by several women of different ages. Other children followed them.

The group cried as they walked, and when they reached the center of the square, a black coffin, carried by sixteen wrestlers from the palace, slowly came to the square.

Around the square, a lot of people gathered. At a glance, they were all dressed in black leather jackets and wore large and small medals, all of which were the noble officials of Desik. Some warriors of the wasteland, scimitars in hand, kept order around.

The black coffin was placed in the center of the square, and the group of weeping women and children all fell to their knees, and the cry was heart-rending and louder. Immediately afterwards, another row of slightly rudimentary coffins was carried into the square from outside the field, neatly placed behind the black coffin, counting about twenty or so coffins.

The crying continued for a long time, and low sobs were also heard from the crowd watching from the outside. As the last note of the horn music ended, there was a moment of silence.

In the palace, a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes walked out again, he was wearing a full set of Desik military uniforms, his majestic face, and his upright posture, he walked to the middle of the field and cleared his throat:

"The sons of the great Desik Empire, I, Archduke Edward, am here today to organize the funeral of His Excellency Prince Ferdinand, the former crown prince.

Today is the '49th day' of the former Crown Prince Ferdinand (Note 2), and according to the tradition of our Desic people, he will return to the bosom of the 'Great God of the Arctic' (Note 3). However, Prince Ferdinand, who was brutally assassinated in Manning City, has been brutally assassinated in Manning City, and so many days have passed, and Manning, the Nine Nations Business Alliance, has not given any reasonable explanation, only the corpse of an assassin and the countless words 'under investigation'!

Such a perfunctory attitude, such a fruitless confession, can we Desiks endure it?"

Grand Duke Edward raised his arms and shouted, "Can you bear it!"

The crowd around the square was not as excited as expected, people frowned at each other and didn't know what to do, and people kneeling on the ground and crying were still crying.

The servants behind Archduke Edward glanced at the Desik warriors around him, and the clever warriors immediately raised their scimitars and shouted, "Can't bear it!" More samurai reacted, shouting one after another, "No!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Grand Duke Edward took a step forward, "Yes, I can't bear it!"

Looking at the scimitars raised by the surrounding samurai, the surrounding nobles also began to shout, "Can't bear it!

Seeing the reactions of the people, Archduke Edward showed a strange smile, then turned around and went back to the palace.

A respected tribal elder took over the throne of Archduke Edward and continued to preside over the funeral rites. The Desiks have always regarded themselves as barbarians, and their funeral rites are no less bloody, even if the object of the funeral is the noble former crown prince and prince.

First, rows of cattle and sheep were brought into the field, and with the order of the sacrificial elder, dozens of wasteland warriors entered the field, scimitars flew, and slashed at those cattle and sheep, and one by one the heads of cattle and sheep rolled to the ground, and hot blood sprinkled on the coffin.

After slaughtering the sheep and cows, the elders began to recite a lengthy scripture, singing and dancing at the same time. As the scripture ended, the De Sik warrior, who had not left just now, rushed to the group of weeping people who were kneeling on the ground, and in the crowd, more than a dozen young and beautiful women were brutally dragged out, they were all the women of Prince Ferdinand.

Several women, who didn't seem to understand the situation, shouted at the samurai to let go of themselves, however, the samurai were naturally unmoved, escorted these women, and came to the coffin, the women's scolding turned into frightened screams, and they began to struggle hard, but where was their thin body the opponent of the wasteland samurai, several women who were struggling were even twisted off their hands and feet directly from behind by the samurai and dragged to the coffin.

In the kneeling crowd, only men and children remained, as well as the leading white-haired woman, she was the princess of the prince, and only she was a famous royal family, and those who were dragged away were just the prince's playthings.

The warriors did not pity the jade, and the scimitars were raised and fell, and more than a dozen good heads rolled down in front of the coffin.

The surrounding crowd looked indifferently at the slaughter in front of the coffin, no one objected, in De Sick's eyes, the prince died unexpectedly, and her women who did not have a noble status naturally had to be buried with them.

The slaughter in the square was over, and the warriors of the wasteland packed up their weapons and left in groups. The black coffin, already stained dark red with blood, glowed a strange red in the sunlight.

The weeping crowd stood up and took the lead towards the outside of the field, and the coffin-carrying wrestlers returned to the coffin, carried the coffin, and followed them towards the outside of the city. A long group of coffins walked on the streets of White Rock City, and the sound of crying spread throughout the city.

In front of a window in the palace, Archduke Edward, who had just finished speaking, looked coldly at the crowd in the distance, and couldn't help sneering, "Hey, my brother, it's still so beautiful when he dies, what a good woman, all of them are buried with him, it's a pity, it's a pity!"

This is a small independent room in the palace, the light in the room is not bright, and in the dim room, a low voice came from the voice: "The prince is also a well-deserved death, and his death has given us great help, Your Excellency." Oh, no, I should call you, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Archduke Edward didn't answer, and the smile overflowing from the corner of his mouth was a little sinister, "Yes, that's great." ”

Note 1: Giant sequoia, is a kind of northern specialty of the tree, this kind of tree, can grow to tens of grams high, the middle and lower part of the trunk, do not grow branches and leaves, the trunk is extremely hard, is a good building and tool material.

Note 2: According to the Desik tradition, after the death of a nobleman, he had to be buried on the forty-ninth day in order to be protected by the gods. The weather in the north is cold, and the corpses are not afraid of decay.

Note 3: The Arctic God is a god traditionally worshipped by the barbarians, and legend has it that the Arctic God lives in the Far North, and he will protect every barbarian race. The Desik people, in the sacrificial and funeral occasions, all worship the god of the North Pole.