Chapter 169: The Ritual (Part II)

Worship in the army is not as cumbersome as among the people, and even collecting the corpse and burying it after the war is over is a luxury, not to mention the red tape of sacrifices, music, and eulogy. Fire Ran??? Text: en'org

For rough men in the army, preparing a pot of liquor and scolding a few words of mother, and dropping a few drops of horse urine with rich feelings is the most suitable means to pay tribute to the robe, after all, they also have to face the fate of the day, if you let yourself be immersed in sentimentality, it is definitely a way to find death.

Therefore, when the whole army was ordered to convene to observe Xiao Yi's sacrifice, the vast majority of soldiers were not particularly concerned, after all, the long-term birth and death were much more downplayed than ordinary people, but some people felt that Xiao Yi's move was making a big fuss.

"After all, it's still a rich and noble person who loves these high-sounding things!"

There are cynical minds and even such thoughts arise.

It was only after His Majesty the King came to the scene and revealed the inside story of a military operation four years ago that there was some movement within the soldiers.

"Oh my God, isn't that so?"

"I never knew there was an inside story!"

"I didn't know that the big move on the front line was caused by them, no wonder!"

"By the way, I don't think I think so, but I also found out that the 'Full Moon Sword Saint' came to the front line to disrupt the situation, maybe it was because they annoyed the madman on the other side......"

"So we have suffered an unjustified disaster, and we have suffered a lot of losses from the other side in that counterattack. ”

"Just for a piece of paper, more than a hundred names, is it worth it!"

"Hey, you're getting the point wrong! As a scout, I didn't even hear a little rumor at the time, so sneaky to this extent, do you still think we are our own people? How did the field army do it, and being a lackey of the Central Army is also so desperate......

"Shhh

The whispering soldiers had different expressions, but most of them did not have the sighs and righteous indignation that should be felt when facing grievances, but formed a strange resentment and absurd senselessness.

As the commander of the scout battalion, Nolan's body trembled at the moment, and his fists clenched fiercely, not because of the weakness of his body that had just recovered from serious injuries, but because of the grief in his heart. Born in the field army scout camp, he was one of the few survivors who survived the catastrophe because of his field duty and forced to stay, and then he was transferred to the West Town Garrison to listen to the mission, and he did not necessarily mean to be suppressed and warned as an insider, and since then Nolan has been playing the role of a tight-lipped secrecy because he knows that he and others cannot work against the powerful people who contributed to this outcome.

Now the humiliation and unwillingness that have been hidden in my heart have finally exploded, and the tears in my moist eyes are almost uncontrollable.

"Brothers, do you see, Neuer, do you see it, your death is finally recognized......"

In any case, this is always a festival in the army, and it is definitely not allowed to go on with such chaos, so after the soul commander of the Westtown defenders, Lodivan, came forward, all the noise and chaos disappeared immediately.

And what did he say?

The final procedure of the festival was to behead the captives and sacrifice the souls of the fallen soldiers! What could be more exciting than this event in the crowd present, a boiling scene of whining and shouting gave the answer.

Xiao Yi could only smile bitterly at this, because from listening to Evans's advice at the generals' meeting yesterday, he understood the intention almost immediately.

On the premise that Vincent's resolution cannot be violated, how to minimize the impact of the reversal of the case has become a last resort.

Unlike the ignorance of human sacrifice and prayer for the protection of the gods and the warning of beheading to show the authority of the oath, the practice of slashing enemy prisoners of war in front of the army is a good way to improve morale and vent the psychological pressure of soldiers, especially after being suppressed by the enemy for a long time, and its significance is no less than rewarding the three armies.

So even if Xiao Yi still doesn't think so, but Vincent has already agreed to his conditions, if he is crooked about how to implement it, it will be a bit of an inch, and after all, Maiink is the role of the aggressor, occupying the moral high ground, even if he acts radically, it is understandable, and the most important thing is that this coincides with the interests of the army and the fundamental interests of the country, and before that, personal likes and dislikes must be avoided.

It's like Xiao Yi caught a fleeting hint of displeasure on Lodiwen's face when Evans finished speaking, proving that the thoughts in the heart of the Grand Commander should have something in common with him, but as the chief official in charge, he did not refute Evans's opinion at that time, and today he waved the 'butcher's knife' in public as if he had no guilt about it, and it was precisely because he adhered to his position and duties that he chose to abandon his personal opinion.

First, he did not fully realize his original intention of justifying Noir's name, and the Western Army did not emotionally accept these warriors who had given their lives on their positions, and what he wanted to restore not only fame but also honor for these sad unsung heroes; second, he could not accept the use of thousands of lives to cover his rituals with a layer of red dust.

It's not that there is no way to turn the situation around in his heart, but how to do it next is very crucial, and after glancing at the dense crowd of prisoners of war who were driven over next to him, Xiao Yi eliminated distractions and started his own sacrifice.

Slowly walked to the large open space that had been set aside in advance, and in the center there was a pile of rubbish-like wreckage, which was a mark taken from the remains of the war dead, hair, armor fragments, bones, and even flesh and blood scraps, everyone was very puzzled by Xiao Yi's request for this preparation before, although there was a similar habit in the army to set up a tomb for the fallen warriors, but the practice of placing burial objects on the ground had never been seen.

After Xiao Yi stood still, he twisted the ring in his hand slightly, summoning an active water elemental spirit, and after a brief communication, the water element's body began to dissolve and collapse, and in a blink of an eye, it spread on the ground to form a huge pool, and when the center of the gradual shift was aimed at the pile of dead relics on the ground, it no longer moved.

Then with this pile of objects as the center, the water body gradually rotated to form a deep whirlpool, strangely on the ground that was still flat before, these objects were involved in the depths of the whirlpool, and finally slowly returned to calm, the clear water surface was smooth as a mirror, reflecting the blue and white sky and clouds, and the place where Xiao Yi stood was also shrouded by the water surface, but neither the whirlpool just now nor the water body that was now considered to have become a deep lake did not make Xiao Yi's figure move in any way, like a light feather wanderer, and as if the pillar that shook the earth was unshakable.

Ignoring the surprise of the people watching the ceremony, Xiao Yi continued to act.

Raising his hand, the "Archangel's Requiem Battle" was inserted into the body of water in front of him, and it was suspended again on the surface of the water as the ripples rippled. (To be continued.) )