Chapter 103: Commendation
Jila's messy analysis can't be said to be accurate at all, the commendation order came down, Qi Lang, who had made great achievements, was promoted to sergeant and received a thousand intermediate spirit stones, and several other main cadres of the third detachment were promoted to their positions, Owu and Gurf were promoted to sergeants, and Jira was promoted to sergeant. King Henry really didn't seem to be a complete old fool.
Of course, although Felix's team did not suffer much damage, they were the first to notice the change in the tide of battle, which was also an outstanding feat, and their merits were infinitely exaggerated under the beautiful rhetoric of Lieutenant Colonel William. As a result, the soldiers of the third detachment were disappointed to find that the other group had promoted more soldiers. Felix was naturally promoted to sergeant, in fact, the rank of second lieutenant was already prepared for him, and he was about to officially enter the ranks of non-commissioned officers after the holiday of the Holy King's Sacrifice and the annual ceremony was completed.
However, until Qilang and Ou had fully recovered, and Dodim's order had not been issued, the captain had made several trips to the castle of Asaph during this time, and it seemed that that day would not be too far off. This news has been like a stone, weighing heavily on Qi Lang's heart. In Qi Lang's view, Dodim is an approachable brother who can give him confidence and strength. In Shachi, apart from the feeling that Dr. Qom would bring to Qi Lang, the only thing left was Dodim. But now, Dodim is leaving, and Qi Lang really can't convince himself to look at this matter with a happy attitude.
Luckily, Gila came up with a good hypothesis that if Dodim had more contact with King Henry, he would easily gain the king's attention with his abilities, which meant that he was likely to be promoted even more, and perhaps one day he would reach the point of being on an equal footing with Lieutenant Colonel William, and at that point, the day when the Spiral Army would really come out of the woods. In this sense, this is a good thing to be happy within.
There is another good thing, and that is a good thing for Ou. Promoted to sergeant, he gets the privilege of re-selecting his weapons, so Owu doesn't have to regret losing the saw, he can choose a real heavy sword for himself like a real soldier. Of course, Qi Lang was sure that he would one day get back the Sword of Victory, but until then, the best steel sword could still cope with it for a while.
Speaking of the kind of holy sword with great power, Qi Lang had not thought much about it in his heart, and what he was thinking about was the sword of honor. He had conquered the sword at that time, and on his way back to Shachi, it had been lying honestly on Qi Lang's back, and the power of repulsion had never appeared. Does that mean that it is Qi Lang's fateful companion, just like Iglu? To be honest, Qi Lang really has a little extravagant hope for this.
However, the Sword of Honor is a treasure of the Mingyu Kingdom, and according to King Henry's will, it must be returned. This is a low-key mission, because King Henry doesn't want to officially turn against Billy Whalemouth, after all, the Otto Empire is using diplomatic means to put pressure on the Mingyu Kingdom to make amends to the Luhmann Empire.
As a result, this task fell on the shoulders of Dodim, who is known as the Oriental Tong. He needed to go to Yunyang City, the royal capital of the Mingyu Kingdom, and there was only one person with him, and that was Qi Lang. This is also a request from the Mingyu Kingdom, King Mihuan wants to thank the warrior who snatched the sword in person, maybe there will be a reward waiting there.
It is more than 2,000 kilometers from Shaqi Town to Yunyang City on the east bank of the Selva River, and it is said that taking the dragon monster is the most convenient way. But the Mingyu Kingdom has long had a clear order that no dragon monster from other countries is allowed to appear in the airspace of the Mingyu Kingdom, otherwise the Flying Divine Bow of the Praetorian Guard will definitely knock it down. Despite the exception, Dodim chose to ride a horse as a sign of respect, even though it would take more than two weeks to reach his destination. In this regard, Qi Lang is happy to accept it, and it is really rare to be alone with Dodim, who has escaped the trouble of documents.
Dodim is indeed a wonderful travel companion, he is well-informed, and has traveled to every corner of the continent of Lelikum, and there is hardly anything that can hardly catch him. Just like the place they had just arrived, the Fikrink Bridge that spanned the Selva River for more than 20 kilometers, even the locals could not tell when it was a miracle in the world, but Dodim gave a legendary explanation - it was the embodiment of an ancient civilization, the product of man's conquest of nature in the last era.
The Fiklink Bridge is now dilapidated but still breathtakingly majestic, winding like a dragon across the river. Seeing this masterpiece of the ancestors, Qi Lang really sighed with emotion, if such a civilization once existed in this world, why is it that to this day, human beings are still like the lowest creatures, only killing each other for the sake of plundering food and resources?
At the other end of the Fikrink Bridge is the territory of the Mingyu Kingdom. Yunyang City has appeared in the embrace of mountains.
The surging Selva River, in addition to distinguishing the Luman Empire from the Mingyu Kingdom, seems to have separated two completely different worlds. On the left, there is the world of the western world, with gray sky, black rocks, and dark brown earth, and on the right, the delicate and beautiful scenery of the eastern country, with clear blue skies and green grass, and picturesque scenery.
As soon as he set foot on this land, a strong sense of intimacy has always hit Qi Lang's heart, especially when the familiar Middle-earth language can't stop ringing in his ears, he almost feels that this is no different from the hometown in his scattered memories.
The people here generally wear clothes made of cotton, which look much neater than their own linen, and they are also colorful. In contrast, the black, white, gray, and brown colors that Westerners advocate are too monotonous. And what Qi Lang looks at the most pleasing to the eye is the color of these people's hair, whether the black hair is paired with a headscarf or a hairpin, it is perfect!
The Mingyu Kingdom sent hundreds of soldiers of the Praetorian Guard to meet the holy sword, and unexpectedly, the princess Mi Rong actually condescended and appeared in the ranks.
"Welcome, guests of the Luman Empire. She walked out with a smile, her big eyes crooked, still as beautiful, spotless as clear spring water, "You're Captain Dodim, aren't you? β
Dodim jumped off his horse, bowed to Mirong very gentlemanly, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Your Royal Highness the Princess. Your smile is as beautiful as a begonia flower, which makes us forget the wind and dust along the way, and forget what it is like to work hard. β
Princess Mirong pursed her lips and laughed. She deliberately skipped her gaze over Qi Lang, turned her head to the two entourages and said, "Chang Guard, Shao Guard, please lead the guest's horse to the post house, the position of the guide officer is now mine." β
Like Dodim, Qi Lang obediently gave up his horses and could only follow Princess Mirong and Captain Dodim on foot, while the hundred or so Eastern warriors surrounded Qi Lang in the middle like the stars holding the moonβfor no other reason, of course, because he was carrying the sword of honor on his back.
Mi Rong walked slowly and introduced the teahouses, restaurants and other well-known leisure places on both sides to Dodim. Her eyes didn't stay on Qi Lang for a moment, as if he was completely transparent and didn't exist at all.
Qi Lang knew what that meant, and she was still mindful of what happened in the jungle. For that embarrassing misunderstanding, Qi Lang couldn't think of any way to resolve it. Compared to Captain Dodim, his ability to get along with people is really much worse. In response to the current situation, all Qi Lang would do was to bow his head and follow Princess Mirong's snow-white dress silently, although he wanted to ask if the injury on the princess's shoulder had recovered, and he also wanted to ...... Introduce yourself to her formally.
"We're almost there. Look up, Qi Lang, and see how majestic the palace is. The considerate Dodim noticed Qi Lang's loneliness, and after chatting with Princess Mirong for a long time, he smoothly brought Qi Lang into the conversation. He greeted Qi Lang, then turned to Princess Mirong and said, "Oh, by the way, Your Highness Princess, I think I should introduce our best soldiers......
"No need. Unexpectedly, Mi Rong mercilessly rejected Dodim's request. She even snorted and deliberately twisted her little face to the side.
This was really a very serious blow, and Qi Lang was even more frustrated: "Yes, I'm just a little soldier, but she's a noble princess." Why did she know my name by virtue of the less than hour-long meeting in the jungle? Wake up, Qi Lang! Considering the situation, she was already very forgiving that she didn't send someone to tie me up and cut off my head. β
Just when Qi Lang lowered his head, he didn't expect the princess to laugh out loud. She turned around and generously stretched out her little hand to Qi Lang: "Your name is Qi Lang, you belong to the 27th Regiment of the Spiral Front Army, the last time we met, you were still a sergeant, but now you are a sergeant, am I right?"
Qi Lang suddenly fell into an unprecedented panic: "Why is she reaching out? Is she going to shake hands? Oh my God! Gulf must have infected the problem of sweating, how can my palms be wet?"
"Uh...... You're right, Princess Mirong. Qi Lang forced himself to calm down, and quickly wiped the sweat of his hands on his clothes. When he raised his arm in hesitation, he realized that he had done it again.
The princess just stuffed a piece of paper with the words: "If you are rewarded, ask to see the dustless old man." β