Shaman from Afar

When the group returned to the barracks, the solemn and dignified atmosphere was as if it were tense, and the tension seemed to be like a tomb; so that even the Bain knights who came to greet did not see any smile on their faces.

Because today is the day of the funeral.

Rest for three days, clean for three days, search for three days ... It took ten days to finally find all the corpses of the dead who could be found and confirmed.

The knights are easier to handle, even the poorest knights have their own coat of arms and exquisite armor. As long as the people who are not burned and the people they know are still alive, most of them can be confirmed; and the vast majority of illiterate soldiers We ... The only thing that can confirm their identity is the roster.

Counting the seriously wounded, there are a total of 8,000 confirmed soldiers killed-this number is much smaller than the actual number of deaths more than tens of times. The war squads vowed, and the swearer said that the deserters died in their hands. Not less than eight thousand.

After the frontal legion composed of elite empire returned to the count, only one hundred thousand legion left in the early 60s.

The rear-line reserve army that was attacked and killed by the Azore elves, the total number of casualties was at least three times this number.

But in the end it was found together, there were only surnames ... there were only eight thousand people.

There are nobles and soldiers; there are wizards and priests; there are young people and old people; there are heroic war dead and timid deserters ...

Now, they all lie together without any gap.

There were ten times as many as their dead. They were turned into ashes under the breath of the three dragons in the explosion of the fire with the enemies on the battlefield, and the smoke disappeared.

Many veterans from the countryside of Sackland, after hearing that Brandon ordered the dragon to burn the battlefield, they all felt that this land in the coming year would surely have a good harvest.

The only thing that is thankful is that finally there was no outbreak of plague-burning the battlefield, dredging the water channel, draining the flood zone, relocating the legion ... All kinds of methods that everyone can think of, ensured the sanitation and the living conditions of the wounded soldiers, the disease The possibility of an outbreak is reduced to a minimum.

There are also a lot of contradictions in the middle; the Sacran army is okay, and the rest of the army from all over the empire has their own way of life. They are not very acceptable for the mandatory "sanitary movement". The commotion continued, and Brandon felt a headache for a while.

However, by virtue of the victory over the Azores and the cooperating suppression of the Duke, the riots did not turn into a riot. Brandon even took the opportunity to transfer the military regulations of many Sacran regiments to the armies of the principalities. in.

Was originally a troublesome unification action, and eventually evolved into a military reform.

On the twelfth day of the end of the Azores invasion, after overnight negotiations, negotiations, communication and quarrels, led by Brandon and the Grand Duke, and the counts of the Principalities finally came up with a pass through all the troops of the entire Empire Military system.

From now on, after fourteen generations, all armies of the empire will finally be reorganized and organized according to the same military system, and will follow the same military order, no longer distinguishing each other.

Of course, it takes a long time to complete this matter, even for several years; but the seeds of change have been planted, and the rest is to wait for it to sprout quietly.

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Turned over and dismounted, and Loren and his entourage walked towards the barracks center, where the dragon stopped. The soldiers around turned around after seeing the figure of the comer, and respectfully gave way.

They stared at the figure of the dark-haired wizard and expressed their respect to those who ended the war in a silent way.

The plan to lurking Ebden was a secret that only a few people knew, but that day all the soldiers on the battlefield saw the rising dragon and the nine-pointed star rising in Ebden.

They don't know what happened, but anyone can guess that this must be related to the Duke of Byrne ... or the wizards of Byrne; without them destroying the city of Ebdon, the war will not end.

The open space surrounded by legion veterans and knights had already piled up hundreds of firewood stacks of various sizes, and 8,000 soldiers who died in battle lay silently on top of each other.

Sacran, Byrne, Elmans ... Aristocrats and knights from all over gathered around them, standing under their respective flags, like a six-pointed star arching the firewood stack in the middle of the open space.

Brandon, who had returned early, was dragged by Julie Wiltz, and the serious-looking two whispered to discuss something;

Nolan Odd kept talking to the maternal grandfather beside him, but after seeing Salika Jonah's impatient expression, she knew he was just asking for fun;

Leya, the female elf with only one arm left, leaned on the woodpile, and looked down at what she hung.

Charlotte and Loren looked at each other, and turned around with Lena to leave the direction of the battle flag.

The female elf who noticed the footsteps of a dark-haired wizard raised her head subconsciously, her eyes were red, and her expression was a bit lonely.

"did you find it?"

Looking at the moment she saw her expression, Loren still couldn't help asking.

Sure enough ... The lost female elf shook her head and threw the thing in her hand to Loren—it was a holy cross pendant, silver-plated, very delicate.

"Only it ... only this." The elf said quietly: "I dug in the place where they were at their most fierce battle. The Knights of Lothal swear and say that this is the relic of Knight Aaron."

"Then nothing else ..."

"No, except for this, the surrounding debris has been burned into ash and coke, and it is impossible to distinguish." The female elf with red eyes stared at the pendant in Loren's hand:

"And ... I have never seen Aaron take this with him."

Loren could hear a trace of sourness in her voice, a trace of complex and indescribable sourness.

She is very self-blaming, self-blame is powerless, she can only watch her friends die one by one.

"I used to ... have heard such an understanding of" death "."

Loren, who suddenly spoke, made the female elf slightly open his eyes in amazement.

"The first death was when you were killed-fresh life withered and turned into a cold and rotten body." Word by word, Loren played with the holy cross pendant in his hand and looked at the female elf Road:

"The second time, at your funeral-the crying of relatives and friends, the sorrow, the prayer of the priest, your soul ascended into the heaven of the Holy Cross ... er, of course, those who do not believe in the Holy Cross will go to other places to ... they think The way."

The expression of the dark-haired wizard's cramped explanation made the female elf lift her mouth slightly.

"And the last death was when you were forgotten by the last person who remembered you." Loren stared at the female elf's eyes and stepped closer:

"When you forget Aaron's appearance, forget about him, forget everything he has done, then ... when the last trace of his memory to you, was faded away ..."

"He is really dead."

The female elf stared blankly at the dark-haired wizard who walked in front of him, and looked at the eyes that suddenly became serious.

The next second, those eyes softened again.

"Not to mention ... even if I haven't seen it, I can't prove that this is not the thing of the Aaron Knight." Loren shrugged and grabbed the female elf's hand and stuffed the pendant into it:

"Like before I arrived at Shenlinbao, I did n’t know that you still lived there. I had never seen the Morning Star Forest, nor had I seen the big tree wall, nor did I know that there were a group of brave and brave warriors who used spears to fight ogres. ... "

"But that's just that I don't know. Is it because you don't know that you don't exist anymore?"

"Of course not ... like this pendant, everyone knows that Lord Aaron is a devout holy cross believer, so there is a small pendant hidden on his body, there is nothing worthy of strangeness."

The dark-haired wizard followed the temptation: "The most important thing is, don't we remember him forever?"

Stunned Liya slowly raised her head, looked at the pendant in her hand, and then sighed for a long time.

"Loren Turin, you ..." The female elf raised his eyes and looked at Loren:

"It's really boring."

Ok?

The black-haired wizard was stunned, his smile stiffened on his face.

This is really beyond his expectations.

"If you want to comfort others next time, don't make such a big circle." The female elf who hummed, glanced at him disdainfully: "Not everyone likes to listen to your nonsense, so do you Only useful to Ain. "

The voice fell, and the female elf turned around wisely, leaving only the back of the dark-haired wizard ... and a pendant clasped tightly in his palm.

"Laughter Lotaire is right, Loren sometimes likes to go around."

Suddenly speaking, Brandon walked to the center of the crowd, and his crimson eyes turned to Loren: "But you are right ... those soldiers, knights, warriors who sacrificed for the empire, when we forgot them. When they really died. "

"So you guys ... we can never forget them, forever!"

The voice fell, and the Grand Duke nodded and bowed to salute.

"In order to achieve this, I think it is time to change the old rules of the past-no longer only build monuments and carve statues for the knights who died in war, but everyone ... All those who sacrificed for the empire should enjoy This honor. "

"Even if we don't know their name, age and family, we must engrave the battle flag of his army on the stone tablet to let the latecomers know ... they have been here and will stay here forever."

"We want to make them understand that there is such a group of people ... in order to let them appear alive in this world, they chose to sacrifice themselves; and we ... all of us who live, never owe them endless grace!"

Brandon's voice echoed in the middle of the open space, not big, but enough for people to hear.

The whispering crowds were breathing out, holding their breath nervously, gazing at Brandon ... their emperor.

For the first time, the voice of the "shameless prince" had power.

"I want to let them know that Arles' giant monster hunters are bravely at the forefront, let them know how the Grand Duke of Arles did not fear Shi Shi and fought the fiercest Azore elves in flames;"

At that moment, Loren noticed “inadvertently” that the expression of Grand Duke Nolan Erde of Arles became very interesting.

"I want to let them know that the archer of Lothal is fighting side by side with the elves of the ancient wood forest-these warriors who have blocked tens of thousands of ogres and the army of Azore elves by themselves, needless to say, and It is action and sacrifice that prove their promise and prove that they are the true guardians of the empire's west; "

The female elf lowered her head, watching the clasp pendant in her hands motionlessly.

"I want to let them know how heroic and fearless the Elmans are. They are small, but they are the only swordsmen from across the empire who can confront the Azores."

Silent Julie Wiltz tightened the sword handle around her waist.

"We want the Great Green Sea and the reputation of the Poi Hach cavalry to be heard throughout the empire, letting the empire know that there are such a group of brave horseback people, and their brave female Grand Duke."

Holding the long iron sword in his arms, Salika Jonah snorted and cocked her chin proudly.

"We want the empire to know that there is such a group of Sacran people ... they have lived in the country with mud and farmland for half their lives, but they have done a feat that the nobles in the city and palace have failed to complete; let them know that Bain is not just The land of knights, their peasants, are as brave as their knights, as brave and brave! "

"Finally, we want to let them know, to let the entire empire know, is a group of wizards ... It is the wizards who have been suppressed, excluded, despised and oppressed in the past hundreds of years, and saved the Sa who did not bring them any benefit. Clan Empire! "

Brandon, who looked back suddenly, crimson double-eyed and black-haired wizard looked at each other:

"I want to let them know that the era of hero **** will end here; from today ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ everyone ... everyone who fought for the empire, sacrificed and dedicated to the empire ... are heroes!"

"Whether he is a civilian, a noble; a knight, a soldier; a servant of the Holy Cross, or a wizard-the Sacrament Empire, will treat them equally."

"Your deeds will be remembered in your heart, and your existence will be recorded in the book; on merits and demerits.

"This is the first decree issued by my Brandon II, your emperor; it is also my Brandon de Salion, a promise made to you that the empire will no longer be just an aristocratic empire. , But you-us, all empire! "

"The old era has been wiped out in the invasion of the Azores; the new era is before all of us, just today, at the moment, under the rule of the fourteenth generation."

As the voice fell, the Grand Duke raised the burning torch in their hands and lit the nearest pile of firewood beside him.

"Long live the Emperor ----- !!!!!!"

"Long live the dragon rider —————— !!!!!!"

The mourning funeral turned into a sea of ​​cheers at the moment when the flames were soaring; the soldiers who cried without crying offered their loyalty to their new emperor by roaring, and officially announced the arrival of the fourteenth generation.

Thunderous cheering, the expressionless female elf threw the pendant into the fire and watched it melt and burn quietly.

The expression of reluctance seems to be sending away a friend.

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