Summoning Total War

"Your Excellency Lord, Utors is grateful to you for saving my people!" The barbarian warrior, who was more than two meters tall and had muscles like steel, came to Murphy. There were several wounds on his back, and blood was leaking out, but he didn't seem to notice, and stepped to Murphy. The barbarian warrior, who was nearly two meters tall, knelt in front of Murphy on one knee. He put his right hand across his chest and slowly lowered his head.

　　 The blood condensed on his solid back, it looked like he was wearing a battle robe!

　　 Following Utors, the other surviving barbarian warriors also struggled to stand up and bowed to Murphy.

　　 This eventually evolved into all the surviving Psayas kneeling on one knee towards Murphy!

　　 At this moment, under the moonlight, Murphy's figure is unexpectedly tall, as if the ancient kings are accepting the worship of the courtiers!

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　　 Because of the injured Psaya, the team's return speed had to be slowed down.

　　The soldiers who were too badly wounded and unable to be cured were endured by their companions, while the remaining soldiers were simply bandaged. The severely wounded and dying horses had their throats slit, and the knights of the generals and guards filled their jugs with hot horse blood and fed them to the wounded Psyrian soldiers. The amount of holy water carried was not large, only the more serious people were treated, and the others had to reach the town.

　　 (In the era of cold weapons, some injuries that cannot be cured but will not die immediately can even make soldiers wailing in pain for a whole day before they die. At this time, they need their companions to end their suffering.)

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　　 It is less than fifty miles away from the town, and if it is fast, the territory can be reached in the early morning.

The left ear of the war dead was cut off by their companions. On the left ear of the Psyrian, there will be a dark cyan tattoo. This tattoo is engraved by the shaman after every man reaches adulthood. It has a special symbol on it. , Represents the mark of each soldier. The left ear will be collected, dusted with lime, and carried by people who are related to the war dead until they return to their hometown or they are brought back with their left ear by another soldier.

　　In the southern plains, barbarians who use mercenaries as their lifelong professions are likely to be unable to transport their bodies back to their hometowns after their deaths. Then his companion will cut off their left ear and take it back. The shaman will put the left ear symbolizing the mark of their soul into the burial place of the ancestor.

　　 Then, the body of the war dead was buried, although everyone knew that this was just useless work.

　　In the wilderness, no matter how deep the body is buried, the wild wolves will find it. They will dig through the dirt and swallow the dead bodies! There is not even a trace of meat on the bones!

　　 However, these surviving soldiers cannot tolerate the comrades who had once fought side by side and handed over life and death to the corpse wilderness!

　　 They used weapons and hands to dig pits in the grass and buried their companions.

　　 Murphy has been watching quietly, and the knights of the General Guard also watching quietly, without any intention of helping.

　　Because they knew that if they were to bury their comrades who had lived and died, they would not want other people to intervene. Murphy would not understand this emotion before, but now, he understands a bit.

　　 This is a man's emotion buried under a solid appearance, never expressed, and does not need to be understood by others.

　　 The graves on the ground have small earthen bags one by one, just like the soldiers in Athens. There are no monuments and no words left.

　　 was born in no name, and died in no name.

　　 But what can never be buried is the figure they used to fight!

　　In a wild era, weak humans were also fighting against alien creatures under the leadership of famous heroes in ancient times! Exchange life for living soil! Sprinkle glory with blood! ! !

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　　 These barbarian warriors are much stronger than ordinary mercenaries.

　　 They won the respect of Murphy and the recognition of the Cavaliers of the General Guard.

　　 On the way back, the knights gave the horse to the wounded barbarian warrior, and the horse carcass was abandoned in the wilderness.

　　 The group was silent, and drove toward the territory by moonlight.

　　 Around one o'clock in the morning, Murphy returned to the territory. The Psayas were placed in the barracks, where there were holy water and doctors, and Murphy had arranged for them to be treated. With the powerful healing effect of holy water, I believe they will be able to recover within a few days.

　　 After dealing with these things, it is already three in the morning.

　　 The night wind gusts, and the cold moonlight falls on the ground, segmenting the mottled silhouette.

　　 The surrounding area was quiet. The residents of the town were already asleep, except for the sound of neat horse hooves when the knights of the generals and guards led the horses forward. They don't want to disturb other people's dreams.

　　 When passing by the temple, Murphy saw a faint light. UU reading www.uukANAnshu.com

　　 He stopped suddenly and was stunned.

　　 Only then did he remember that before leaving, he had told the high priest that he would return the next day.

　　The gates of the temples are closed after the sun sets, without exception.

　　 handed the horse to the general guard behind him, Murphy took up a large cloak and put it on, covered his blood-stained clothes, and then slowly walked to the front of the temple.

　　 He saw the high priest.

　　 This gentle woman was kneeling in front of the statue of the goddess of wisdom Athena and praying, as if she heard the footsteps outside, she slowly stood up.

　　 Turning back, the woman's gentle eyes fell on Murphy. After watching for a moment, she put her hands on her chest and nodded, and then the two new priests gently closed the door of the temple.

　　 When the temple door was about to be closed, she looked at Murphy's face in the dark, smiled softly, her eyes bent into crescents.

　　 The lights went out, and there was the soft footsteps of priests leaving in the temple.

　　 She is waiting for her return...

　　 There is still a soft smile from the high priest in his head.

this moment!

　　 Murphy's heart suddenly burst into an inexplicable emotion, this fierce emotion even made his hands tremble slightly, can't help it!

　　 A warm current filled his chest, and when the gate of the temple was about to be closed and the figure of the high priest was gradually covered, Murphy suddenly had a strong impulse!

　　 He wants to rush up!

　　 pushed the door open and hugged the gentle woman in his arms!

　　 But he stopped this impulse.

　　 took a deep look at the magnificent temple, and Murphy turned and walked towards the governor's mansion.

Late at night……

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