When he woke up again, Bales saw an orc girl kneeling beside him, cleaning her wounds. The cotton cloth touched the wound, and Bells gasped.

"Are you awake?" the orc girl said happily, "I'm sorry, I just learned to do this, my hands and feet are not as light as the human girl, it hurts you, right?"

"It's fine. Bales said, suddenly remembering something, and in a panic grabbed the girl, and asked in a hurry, "Where is Asangren?"

The girl smiled and said, "Next to you! ”

Bales hurriedly turned around, and saw that the werewolf was sleeping on the bed next to him, his chest rising and falling vigorously, and he had returned to his human form.

I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, and said astringently, "He's fine, right?"

"It's okay. His irritation is interrupted by you before it runs out. Later, there were alchemical potions and old mentors who were cured with the light of restoration. Except for the physical exertion, nothing else is serious. His face darkened suddenly, and he said, "A few werewolves are not so lucky." ”

"What's wrong?"

Bales's heart skipped a beat, and he listened to the orc girl continue, "Die in battle." ”

Bales's face was ugly, and when the orc girl saw that he was sad, she forced a smile and said, "Look what I'm talking nonsense." It's good that you two survived. It's not uncommon for orcs to die in battle. I won't talk to you, you can sleep for a while, and if you are injured, you should rest more. Bales felt uncomfortable, turned his face in the direction of Asangren, listened to his long breathing, and savored in his heart the sentence that orcs die in battle is a common thing, only to feel mixed feelings, and slowly fell asleep again.

Everyone is gathered here, and their faces are gloomy and not very good-looking.

Carlo asked, "How's the situation on the Cape of Good Hope West?"

Gwen replied, "It's completely stabilized." Unscrupulous merchants have been purged. Drove away from the Cape of Good Hope. We didn't even get our hands dirty. They annoyed the people of the businessmen who were doing serious business. Everyone worked together to drive people away. It's a pity. I haven't had time to reap the benefits of them. ”

Nordin exasperated: "This benefit. Don't catch it!"

Gwen nodded. Continued: "A battle all night. Two hundred and forty-one thieves were annihilated. One hundred and sixty-three. Except for a small amount of slippery ground. The rest are all wiped out! If nothing else. This battle. Orson Manor is enough to become famous. Proud of the Discord Continent!"

Nordin said, "Is it useful? We still sacrificed a lot of people. They are all living brothers. Yesterday we were laughing together. Even if there is a fight, it is worth remembering. And today I can't see ......"

Xiao Chu frowned and said, "Nordin." Gwen had no ill intentions. ”

Nordin's eyes were slightly red: "I don't mean anything else." It's sad. ”

Gwen was silent. Indeed, the dead will not be resurrected, it is a painful loss, and there is nothing more precious than life. At the cost of life, no matter how much you get results, you can't be happy.

Reeves looked ashamed and said, "It's my fault, I shouldn't have transferred the guards away." ”

Bruce sighed, "There is no difference. This battle. Sooner or later, it will start. It's just that your movement and their attack coincided with each other, and everyone was caught off guard. to make the loss even greater. ”

Reeves hung his head and said after a while, "I admit punishment." I don't know what to do. ”

Hawke defended his uncle, begging to look up at Bruce, then at the three elders of the orcs, and then at the other elders. Theseus coughed and said, "There's no point in pursuing this now. Personally, I feel that Reeves was able to bring about the unity of the manor, and the credit is greater than the unintentional fault, and there is nothing to pursue. ”

Elder Pelton also said, "Don't talk about this, I was there at the time, and I knew what Lord Reeves thought at the time. It is only strange that the loss is magnified. ”

Hawke nodded gratefully to Elder Hughes and Pelton, and asked, "How many men have we lost?"

Ruther flipped through the form in his hand and said, "Twenty-one beasts died in battle. Eight Terrans were killed in battle. Sixteen were maimed and fifty-two were wounded. Compared to the Terrans, the Orcs suffered much more casualties. These brave men have protected the safety of their comrades with their lives, which is truly ---- amazing!"

Reeves looked at the three elders apologetically and whispered, "If there's anything I can compensate for......"

Kahlan raised his hand and stopped, "No. This is what we should do, to protect our homeland, to protect our comrades-in-arms, even if we die in battle, it will be our glory! Lord Reeves does not need to feel guilty. ”

Hearing her say this, Reeves felt even more uncomfortable, and listened to Elder Jeridas say: "This battle is a battle of dead and wounded, and the orcs have lost twenty-one brave warriors. But in exchange for their deaths, I think it's worth it! They didn't dishonor the beast god Baru Ka. What's even more valuable is that in this battle, we saw the desperate maintenance of the same Terran comrades-in-arms. We don't want much, just respect for our orcs, and after this battle, we see it. The Terrans are not as ruthless and unrighteous as we think, and you also know how to cherish and protect your comrades-in-arms, so we are very satisfied. I think that two people who are also partners must have the same mood, that is, they would rather die than protect each other's lives. Jereda'----s eyes were slightly red, and he said, "If you can die in such a glorious battle, remember their efforts!" Jeridas lowered her voice: "Let it be forgotten." ”

Reeves's eyes were red, and he couldn't say half a sentence, and after a long time, he said categorically: "I swear in the name of the thief god Michuris, whoever dares to insult my fellow orcs in the future, I will make him pay with blood!" Hawk nodded and said: "To maintain the prestige of all races, this should be recorded in the manual." According to Xu Zheng's method, the disabled will be upgraded to citizenship and will be provided for life. Pensions are paid to the wounded, and those who are brave in battle are also promoted to citizenship. As for the fallen warriors, I can't think of a better way to repay them. It's better to ask Xu Zheng, he has always had a lot of ghost ideas. Raised his eyes and looked around: "Xu Zheng, where is Xu Zheng?"

The crowd shook their heads. I didn't see Xu Zheng's shadow.

Ask someone to ask. said that Xu Zheng went with a group of craftsmen to do things, and at the same time took a group of heralds and Xiaohu to disappear with him. Everyone looked at each other, and they couldn't understand what the hell this young man was doing at this juncture. Judging by his character, everyone knows him, and he is not a person who does not know the general situation. What could be more important than discussing how to reward and commemorate the most important moment of the fallen warriors?

Xu Zheng disappeared. It didn't show up until ten days later. When he appeared in front of everyone, this man looked tired, his black hair was a mess, his face was dirty, his clothes had not been washed for about ten days, and even Mark and Lulu, who were following him, one with dull blue eyes and the other with a large weight loss, also looked very aggrieved. However, despite the sloppy fatigue like this. But there was an excitement on his face that could not be concealed,

"Come, I'll show you something. Xu Zheng said. "Call the soldiers of the manor. ”

Everyone did not know what to do, so they had to ask the Master to follow him, and vaguely felt that all the soldiers and defenders, whether they were beasts or humans, showed a look of excitement. It seems that I vaguely know about it.

Xu Zheng led the way to the unexplored depths of Misson at the back of the manor. The crowd followed closely for unknown reasons.

Go all the way to the deepest part of Missian, in a secluded environment. Everyone saw a newly built stone house.

Nestled among the greenery and grass, it is deep and tranquil. The green grass swarmed around it. Let its hard stone body stand like a king, with a remarkable air shield. And the green trees overhead, mottled sun spots and sparse shadows cast on its body, adding a layer of profound and leisurely atmosphere. Xu Zheng even dug the lake to connect it here, attracting water to surround the stone house, like a protected building on a small island in a small lake, and like a small castle surrounded by a moat.

The stone house is only one floor, but it is about three meters above the ground, and a whole stone platform is built at the bottom to raise it above the ground, showing a majesty that is higher than the crowd. At the front gate, there is a row of five stone pillars, which support the triangular dome on top, designed like a church or a royal palace, revealing the majesty of the strands. In front of the five stone pillars, there are two top shelves, above which are lit braziers, which are burning, illuminating the darkness of the forest. Generally speaking, this stone layer is elegant and generous, simple and luxurious, solemn and quiet, at a glance it is very eye-catching, and I don't know when the next spring comes, the flowers are in full bloom here, surrounded by green trees and the lake is green, what kind of beautiful scene will be full of life.

Everyone was surprised, and they couldn't understand that Xu Zheng, a guy who disappeared for ten days, actually brought a large group of people to see such a thing.

Xu Zheng looked at the stone house deep in the dense forest, the expression on his face was excited and relieved, and he said in a low voice: "I have always wanted to do something for the Silver Arrow Castle or the soldiers and defenders who died in this battle. But I don't know what to do, I just feel like a fish stuck in my throat, and it makes people uncomfortable to breathe and sleep. In the end, I think about it, the most important thing for the deceased is that they can be remembered and remembered, and remember the sacrifices and efforts they made for our good life. In this way, they can live in our hearts for a long time, remembered and cherished by us, as if they were still alive. So, I built this. ”

Xu Zheng led everyone closer, and Hawke could already vaguely see that on the top of the gate behind the five stone pillars, a large character written in Aris's lingua franca was carved in a huge font: Hall of Heroes.

This time, it is no longer Xu Zheng's ugly ghost drawing, but it is engraved on it in a serious and serious written font. The font is vigorous and powerful, and every stroke is a knife and axe, showing a solemn atmosphere.

Hawke had vaguely guessed what it was, only to feel that all of a sudden wetness rushed to the bottom of his eyes, and couldn't help shouting: "Good! good! good! What a hero! Life is a hero, death is a hero, this is where they belong!"