Chapter 34: The Evil God's Patron
"A long, long time ago, on the Great Wall of the North, the first chief of the gray robes, 'Black Tooth', and our first king, the 'Twins', formed an offensive and defensive alliance to fight together against the undead from the Far North."
"The undead, what a ridiculous name, because of the misuse of witchcraft by the wizards, the bad habit of human sacrifice in Laklas, and the insane obsession of the greedy people of the West Sea with the alchemy of the human body, these monsters full of resentment and revenge obsession have crawled out of hell and taken revenge on the living."
"Wait, what the hell are you talking about, the undead, how come we've never heard of it?"
"Young gray robes, your commander-in-chief will not tell you these things at all, they will only instill in you again and again that the barbarians, beasts and giants in the north are your enemies, and killing them will restore peace to the entire northern frontier, right?"
The old man asked the white face disdainfully, and the white face was suddenly stiffened by the question, and he didn't know how to answer, the old man shook his head and said:
"For many years, from the Black Tooth to the Bloody Face, from the Bloody Face to the Cowbeard, we have mined, logged, hunted for them, built a beachhead, a dead iron city, the Wall of Loclus, and even half of the walls and castles of the Great Wall of the North were built by our barbarians......"
"You're talking nonsense!"
Zhang Huen pulled the excited white face to sit down, Brinita looked over, and then added:
"But after the construction of the two walls and thirteen forts was completed, the gray robes cut off their dealings with our people, first withholding our grain and grass, then refusing to hear weapons from us, and finally prohibiting us from hunting and raising cattle and sheep outside the walls, and even cutting down a tree to pay taxes, on the grounds that all the resources outside the walls, including the air you breathe, belong to the people of the West Sea."
"We are barbarians, we are barbarians from the East China Sea. We used to have a beautiful name, Siguti, but unfortunately we were defeated by the Laklas and forced to come to the Western Sea, perhaps because our ancestors were so naΓ―ve that they believed in the vile grey robes and became slaves to their use......"
"Siguti...... Shouldn't you have been extinct long ago? β
Zhang Huen's "memory" contains a record of the Siguti people. However, it is all about how the great Laklas defeated the Sighouti, how they sent a large army to chase and kill more than 10,000 miles from the eastern end of the continent, and annihilated the last Siguti by the sea at the western end of the continent.
Brinita patted her head and smiled:
"Oh, by the way, you're a Lakras, and it's ridiculous that our two races should have the same ancestor in the records of our ancestors, no matter how you look at it. How can you be my brother, a straight-brained fellow? β
The white face was unhappy for a while, and said without hesitation:
"Don't exalt yourself, idea, barbarians are barbarians, even if you make up some false stories, it is impossible to cover up your ugliness and hypocrisy, vulgarity and barbarism!"
Brignetta laughed as he pointed to the white face. Say:
"You know what, Whiteface. Duke Mild only provided about 30% of the grain and grass to the gray robe every time, because his own brother Lord Earl was a captain in the rangers, and the duke's letters asked for Schneider to be promoted more than once, but what kind of person was Nine Toe, an old bastard with a lust for profit, every time he only directly obeyed the orders of Ou Langjie III as an excuse. β
"Who is our chief nine toes? He had more than ten mistresses in Zaolu Village, and every time he went south, the convoy would bring back one or two female soldiers in disguise, and when he got tired of having fun, he would sell them to the old bustards in Zaolu Village. β
"What about the other two ministers? In order to earn the golden su, they could sell the weapons, grain and grass in the fortress, and even the fortifications of the city to the brown pigs. Then it changed hands and it came to us, and then they reported the loss of these things, and then they reached out and asked for money. β
"Captain Boulder, a peculiar lover of sex, half of his guard camp has half of his gray robes stuck in his asshole, it's a chilling feeling, such a sissy who pretends to be diligent every day, but is actually trained hard by his subordinates at night."
"Oh, by the way, that commander of your army, Schneider, Lord Earl, did you know that he draws up a list of necessary members before each expedition? Unfortunately, Mr. Whiteface, you're on the list of necessary consumables this time. β
"Slander, this is slander, Lord Earl is not such a person, he ......"
"Sober up, white face, we are much more innocent than the gray robes, at least we don't have to worry about the companion who is drinking with you at any time to stab you in the back."
"Shhhh
A corner of the tent was lifted, and a biting cold wind suddenly poured in, and Hill shuddered, looked at the white world outside, and said:
"We've crossed the Extinct Plains, and in front of us is the Wall of Loclos!"
Everyone looked straight ahead, there was a towering snow-white city wall lying in the middle of the two endless mountain ranges, the white face was even more ugly, the appearance of this majestic building proved the authenticity of the idea, the giants carried everyone to the city wall, two teams of about one hundred and ten cavalry from the garrison outside the city wall to meet them, the Supu giant put down the giant deck chair, the barbarian cavalry dismounted one after another, and the old barbarian led by one hand stroked his chest and said:
"Your Majesty, why are you here?"
"Flo, I'm sorry, I can't convince the warriors of the Dead Iron City, I have no other way to support you than to go to the scene in person."
Flo looked at the old and sick brought by Hill, and his eyes were full of despair, but when Brinita appeared in his sight, the despair in his eyes dissipated a little, and he bowed respectfully to Brignita and said:
"Revered King of Supu, are you here too?"
"Captain Flo, how's the battle going?"
Brenita's prestige among the barbarians was even higher than that of Queen Hill, as evidenced by his natural superiority posture.
"Very bad, the undead don't know what the stimulus is, since a week ago they have been climbing the wall of Locros with all their might, and even the cavalry charge has not been able to stop them, and since last night, the wall has been breached by them three times in a row. Thanks to the cooperation of the Supu giants, Rocros did not fall completely. But even so, our casualties were enormous, and half of our 8,000 sons were incapacitated. β
Flo asked the cavalry to rush back to the camp to assist in the defense, and he led the group of people to explain as they went, but Brenita looked very relaxed. He patted Flo on the shoulder and said:
"It's okay, I've brought you the Favorer of Chises this time, and he should be able to help you successfully defend against the undead's attacks."
Flo looked at Zhang Huen, who was dressed in gray robes, and said contemptuously:
"Gray robes? Wouldn't it be another trick to cheat money? β
For this kind of person, Zhang Huen really didn't bother to take care of him, he followed Flo into the wounded barracks under the city wall, and as far as the eye could see, tents were full of barbarians who were constantly screaming, and some wizards were running in and out with herbs and bandages. From time to time, injuries and illnesses who have completely lost hope are loaded onto flatbed trucks and pulled away.
(Favorer of Chises, when you see such a scene in front of you, it triggers the trial of Chises-walking on behalf of the gods, divine magic. When the trigger conditions of the simple admonition are satisfied, you can gain a certain amount of proficiency for each life that successfully saves a life that is going to die, and when you fully master the use of the simple admonition, you will also gain divine magic. Shield of Light. οΌ
Zhang Huen looked at the tragic scene in front of him. A sense of reluctance and pity swelled up in his heart, and soon the information that came back in his head made him almost ecstatic. He resisted the excitement in his heart, and pretended to be sad and pitiful as he walked to the barbarian who was pulling the flatbed, and the barbarian looked up at him with a wary face, but heard him say:
"Chises, my Lord God, let me show your mercy to these suffering people!"
With the white light on Zhang Huen's hands, he flashed. The barbarian pulling the cart stopped, standing in place with a ghostly expression, and several male wizards saw Zhang Huen's magic at work, threw down the herbs and bandages in their hands, and rushed over with a howl and shouted:
"Cultists. Quick, kill him! β
"Stop!"
Flo knew that Zhang Huen might really be Chisers's patron, and he ignored the requests of the wizards, and the guards in the wounded barracks saw that the boss had spoken, and they would not bother with the group of jumping wizards, so the neglected wizards broke out, and they took out their bones and began to chant.
Zhang Huen was invaded by the wind of trouble, and yelled at Brenita depressedly:
"Let them roll as far as they want, don't get in the way here!"
Brignetta asked Flo to drive the wizards away, the wizards were forced by the sharp blades in the hands of the guards, and left the wounded barracks indignantly, Zhang Huen performed group rejuvenation in a tent by tent, most of the wounded soldiers were some traumatic injuries or internal bleeding from fractures, under the effect of group rejuvenation, lying down for half a day can basically be completely recovered, and those unfortunate people who lack arms and legs are not so lucky, Zhang Huen can only do his best, and each has a destiny.
Busy and dizzy, the dry mouth Zhang Huen had never been so tired, and he really couldn't walk anymore in the back, Flo arranged him in a separate tent, and asked the guards to carry the wounded and sick in front of him for treatment, watching Zhang Huen continuously perform magic as if he didn't want money, Flo's eyes when he looked at him gradually changed from shock to complexity.
Sweat continued to come out of his hair, the braid that dragged on the back of his head was already soaked, his face began to turn white, and the white face beside him who had laid his hands on him kept wiping him with a towel dipped in boiling snow water, and when he performed group rejuvenation for the last group of wounded, the bottomed mental power value, the large amount of body consumed by performing divine magic, and the will that almost collapsed pressed on him like three mountains.
"Poof!"
Zhang Huen fell to the ground in the tent and passed out, Flo and White Face hurriedly helped him to a wooden bed next to him, a male witch was forcibly dragged by the guards, White Face looked nervously at the male witch unwillingly checked him, and finally the male witch said with resentment:
"The evil god is really looking after him, and he hasn't died after casting so many evil spells, it's really unfair!"
"Alright, you're good to go!"
Flo unceremoniously kicked the witch out, and he ordered the guards to fetch some game for Zhang Huen to make soup, and sat down beside Zhang Huen with a white face and numbness, and said to Flo:
"He has saved so many barbarians, and the chief will not let him go, even if the chief chief lets him go, the gray robes will not let him go, so I hope you can keep it a secret for him."
"Don't worry, unlike you, we won't harm our friends." (To be continued......)