MTL - Law of the Devil-Chapter 570 [10,000 years of faith]

Chapter 570 [Faith of 10,000 Years]

Rohart looked at the "breakfast" in front of him.

This is a greenish-green bowl of leaves with a shallow, crystal-clear liquid that is said to be fresh morning dew.

And the elves' habits, this is their breakfast.

This tent is where the Elf King falls.

It was hanged on the pan that day, and Rohat thought he was dead. In his view, it is not necessary for the enemy to keep such a prisoner. These enemies are not "people." Since the beginning of this war, they have no habit of capturing prisoners. All the human beings caught have only one end: they are killed and become the rations of these guys.

Rohat is not afraid of death, but his heart is still a bit jealous of becoming a monster ration, so the most common thing he does every day is to pray silently to strengthen his beliefs.

After being dissolved from the oil pot that day, Rohat was actually soaked all over, it was sweat. And, to be honest, if you didn't drink water after you were captured, I am afraid that the scene, he can really pee on the spot, there is nothing shameful, but a normal physiological reaction. It is not that he is not brave, but the so-called "warriors" are not the great glorious images that have been deliberately beautified. Even brave people fear fear of fear before they die. However, they have a stronger belief to support themselves. It is not to say that fear has disappeared, but that the power of faith has overwhelmed fear.

But... he didn’t die!

Moreover, he has been locked up in the big account of the Elf King and has lived to this day.

Falling snow is very strange to him: on the one hand. Falling snow did not force him to ask him anything. Even, relative to the identity of "captive", Rohat was also treated to a certain degree. The Elf King told Rohat that as long as he was in this tent, he could walk around at will, even everything in the tent, and he could look at it as long as he did not walk out of the tent. Almost enjoyment is the treatment of the guests.

Except...the food that I eat every day is a little worse.

Do these elves seem to be eating meat?

In the morning, it is dew, but it is a change of pattern, rose dew, lily dew... but after all, it is just dew.

At noon, they will eat something strangely pizza-like, and the taste seems to have been ground with some kind of plant. And at night... they will make some very refreshing plants and fungi...

Rohart remembers that after he woke up, until today, these elves did not let themselves starve. But the food sent by the elves really made Rohart feel like he was a rabbit and grazing rabbit.

Although the Elf King also said that it can order the orcs to send some meat. But Rohart is resolutely rejecting this kindness (or temptation?)

Because Rohat is very jealous: those orcs who eat meat, including human flesh! God knows whether the meat they sent to the animals is an animal, or...

This tent has a certain amount of magic. This is what Rohat has learned over the past two days.

At the moment, the north of the mainland has begun to enter the winter. However, this elf tent is just like a giant mushroom. It is indeed a huge mushroom with magical attributes. The umbrella-like edge has been dragged to the ground. A circular handle in the middle supports the roof.

This is something that the elves have made from the special magic seeds. The temperature here is very comfortable, and the cold wind has already blown outside, and inside. Rohart didn't feel a little cool.

This huge tent is divided into two inside and outside, the Elf King seems to live outside, and the snow will spend an hour or two every day chatting with Rohat. The situation of this kind of chat was started when the snow was unilaterally spoken, and Rohart either shut up and did not answer, or just sighed or sneered.

But gradually, Rohart was surprised to find out. The elf's patience is so good that his attitude is even worse, and the other party is not angry at all. And... it’s amazing to learn about falling snow!

The content of the conversation, the snow is very careful, never involved in the human military situation, but the snow fell from the astronomical geography and humanities knowledge of the human Roland empire to history and culture, all the way to talk casually. Often the topic is unconstrained. Think of what to say...

Although Rohat is the son of a carpenter, he has been in the airborne group of the tulip family. He has also undergone some cultural studies. After all, Du Wei believes that qualified officers must not be illiterate. In the tulip family, there have been systematic and prescribed education courses for officers at the officer level.

Rohat stayed in the northwest for three years, and it was not the carpenter's son who could only write his own name. At least, he learned well in history. However, when chatting with this elf, he often felt very humiliating and shy.

Yes, it is shame!

This elf talks about the history of the human Roland empire, the head is the Tao, which civilization history of which era, which dynasty rises and falls, even the history of the Roland empire from the founding of the present to the present, some major national policies, the political system of the empire, etc. When the elf often said it, he immediately talked about it and talked about it. Even if Rohart hated these enemies, he had to admit that this guy had to learn, probably far more than when he was in the northwest. The teacher who gives me a class is much stronger!

I am afraid that the only person I have ever seen, who is comparable to this elf in learning, is the Duke of the Tulip, and the Philip, the chief executive of the Northwest, in order to vigorously promote the culture of officers to learn culture. In the northwest, as a As for the example, Du Wei had personally given classes to these officers, and Philip had once taught these officers.

The erudition of the Duke of Tulips is famous for the Empire! And Philippe is often referred to as the prime minister. Moreover, he is also a famous university student, Mr. Lan Hai.

The most important thing is... they are all human!

But this elf... It is an elf, but it is so profound to human civilization. Obviously it is not arbitrary. It must have been carefully studied with a strong purpose!

Even talking about some of the famous buildings of the Roland Empire, such as the walls of the Imperial City, the famous Magic Union of the Emperor's Sixth Star Building. The columnar hall of the Temple of Light, and so on. When the snow falls, even from the origin of this architectural style to the historical origins, the background of the times, and so on...

These topics are obviously not understandable by the slogan of Rohart.

There are also some brilliant poems left by famous poets in human history, those wonderful chapters, magnificent epics, beautiful operas, etc...

Even let Rohart have a illusion: this world. What else is this elf not knowing?

What is very annoyed in his heart is that when he is a human being, the other elf and himself talk about the splendid culture of their own nation, but they often say that they are speechless and even a lot of things. I am either a half-know, or I have never heard of it!

Even the snow can recite more than two ancient languages ​​of the Roland continent to recite some ancient poetry. Rohat can't even understand a word.

But... I am human! It is just an alien! !

"I have seen a total of thirty-one times in your history of the mainland. There are also versions of different ages, and versions before the revision... Well, when I came to your empire last time, in some cities in the north. I got a lot of books, and I brought back about 4,600 books."

Falling snow is very casual sitting in front of Rohart, expression and tone is like chatting with old friends: "To tell the truth, I admire you humans. You have indeed created a very splendid civilization."

"You are so painstakingly learning the civilization of our humanity. What is the heart of peace?" Rohart said coldly.

"A thousand years ago, the current emperor of the Roland Empire, Aragorn, said a word: To defeat your enemy, you must first thoroughly understand your enemy. Well, the original words in the history book should be: Know yourself and know each other.

(If Du Wei is here, he will definitely despise his past life and plagiarize his grandchildren's art of war.)

"Oh. So you are not well-intentioned. The more you study hard about our human civilization, the more degrading your intentions are." Rohart shook his head.

"No. Actually, the opposite is true." Snow fell and his face had a faint smile on his face: "Rohat, I tell you a secret, do you want to hear?"

"You are free." Rohat is very indifferent: "If you are willing to say, you will naturally say, but I will not tell you any of my secrets."

There is a hint of mockery in the snow smile: "For me, there is no secret in your body, Rohat."

After that, the snow fell and stood up. It waved his hand gently, and the account door closed silently. Turning around, the Elf King looked at the human captive, and the tone was somewhat faint:

"The more I learn about your human civilization, the more my thoughts are highlighted. Although we are enemies now, as I understand your race, I feel more and more, maybe, you can beat the battlefield." But, ... it is impossible to completely defeat humanity, or to destroy your genre."

When it said this, the eyes in the eyes were very clear and calm.

As the commander of the sin invasion, it said such a thing, let Rohart stay for a while.

"You still remember what I said to you two days ago. It was a long time ago that we were expelled from this continent."

"Well, 10,000 years ago, you were expelled..." Rohart shook his head: "I certainly remember."

Snow fell and nodded.

Its subsequent voice, with a touch of faintness...

"When I was born, I was far away from the icy forest in the north, crossed your icy forest, crossed a huge ice field, and crossed a mountain with a dragon guarding the land, crossing an endless wasteland. Going north, there It is the place where I was born. Unlike the fertile continent of yours, it is a wild land. There is a lack of water, and the land is even far from being described as 'barren'. If you have been to that place, you will Understand that you are lying on the ground, grab a handful of soil, you will find. Half of your hands are hard gravel. There is also a sinister mountain, but most of the mountains are hard stones, iron ore is Extremely rare and rare things. Even the common forests on your continent... We don't have it there, even if the magic seeds of our elves are planted, it is also fading.

There is a cold wind blowing all the year round, and when it comes to the winter, the wind is filled with people's eyes. Even a strong orc can't go out. Because the wind can bring people directly into the sky. That kind of wind will cost about two months each year.

From the time I was born... or earlier, food was always scarce when we were first expelled from these races.

Be with us. The orc people are very dry. But the orcs who are old and weak, when they reach a certain age, will take the initiative to bid farewell to their families and go into the depths of the wilderness. Then quietly died to reduce the waste of food!

Also, when the young orcs are born, the genius of the baby will be strictly checked. If the baby’s physical condition is unanimously determined, if he grows up, he may not be able to become a strong worker. Then parents must endure the sadness and Despair, killing a weak baby, or... sending someone from the tribe. Far from using a broken car to advance the depths of the wilderness...

The fall of the year... For you humans, it is a festival to celebrate the harvest.

Oh, right, you humans still have a big holiday, called Qingfeng Festival, but we are there. What you don't know is: Autumn, for us. It means: war!

The food harvested each year is very rare. Never enough! So, one is autumn. A lot of tribes and tribes will start a war. In order to take away the food in the winter, the tribes will kill each other and **** the other side with a little bit of food...

Can kill and kill, kill to the end, never win! Because the war has lost a lot of people, every year after the death of a large number of people in the war in the autumn, the rest of the land has enough food to survive the winter.

I saw from the book that when you celebrate the harvest festival every year, you sing and dance, and make a lot of wine... But when we are there, in the winter, the orcs in the orc family will say goodbye to their wives and The children, then a batch of collections, went to the battlefield to die. When they leave, no one knows if they can come back alive or not, can they live this winter.

You who live on this fertile continent may never realize the pain and cruelty. ”

Despite being in a hostile position, Rohat couldn’t help but feel the face!

The sound of falling snow is still so faint, and its tone seems to reveal a hint of sadness...

"All the orcs, the dwarves, and our elves, including me. We race, every one, when we are born, come to this world, after sensible, the elders will tell us: we are not born to live In such a ridiculous world, our ancestors once lived in a fertile continent, where there are countless sweet and clear lakes, countless rivers, lush forests, fertile grabs, and even pinch The fat that can pinch out the fat! There is plenty of rain, gentle wind and warm sunshine. Our ancestors once lived in such a beautiful land.

However, we lost the land.

We are defeated by a race called "humanity". The evil and greedy human beings drive us away and occupy the continent, so that our children and grandchildren are forced to live in this hungry and ruthless world!

One generation, another generation!

Each of us is instilled with these things from the beginning. Then, every time the elders tell each other, they will tell us in a full-blown tone: We must work hard, and one day, after we are strong, we will return to the fertile land and avenge our ancestors. Light those greedy and evil humans, regain our homeland! ”

Speaking of it. The snow fell tightly: "Every orc, dwarf, elf, are instilled from childhood until the day they die!"

Rohat is moving.

Although he is only the son of a carpenter, he can still feel the shock of this content!

This... countless generations, instilling such thoughts. Precipitating the hunger for thousands of years, hatred... When it broke out, what a terrible energy? !

Now humans... Is there such a near-crazy belief? ?

"I am the king of the elves." Snow fell gently: "I was born to be destined to take this responsibility. I will bear the future fate of my tribe on my shoulder. My father is king, I My grandfather is the king, my great-grandfather was also the king. I am... also! So, as the king of each generation, we are always looking for ways to return.

In the day I was born, there was heavy snow. The name my father gave me was called falling snow. And when I was not in adulthood, my father died... He left the tribe, took the strong men of several ethnic groups, and went to the human world.

I know... he must have died at the foot of the mountain where the dragons are guarding.

In fact, we are these sinners. The leaders of each generation will take the strongest in the family and take risks in the world of your humanity, trying to get through the way home. but. No one can come back alive in every generation. ”

"I used to hate human beings." Snow smiled, and his smile was a little ridiculous: "It’s like the thought that I was perfused when I was young: human beings are robbers, greed and evil races, they robbed us of our homeland. And the only goal of our sinners is to kill them! Kill all of you human beings! Completely extermination of your race! Otherwise, it is not enough to wash away the tragic fate we have suffered for nearly 10,000 years. For nearly 10,000 years, those old people who have committed suicide in the wilderness after their old age, those weak little lives that have just been killed in their first birth... For 10,000 years, this blood debt is too big! To the extent, unless you use blood to clean, there is no room for relaxation!!"

"I used to hold this strong belief: killing humanity! Extinguishing the race of mankind!! But..."

The falling snow gently shook his head, and its smile was a bit strange: "But now I don't think so... because. As I learn about your human civilization, I have to force myself to accept the fact that you are such a Race. Can't be extinct! At least, we can't do these races! Maybe we can beat, but we can't be extinct!"

Saying, the snow sighed softly, and its voice gradually lowered: "But my thoughts are just my own... those orcs, they don't think so. The orcs have been until now. They all insist that only by killing and extinct human beings, we have a way to live... However, I am very pessimistic that this goal, I am afraid, will never be able to last for ten years, fifty years, one hundred years... achieve!

Defeating a nation may be possible. But it is absolutely impossible for us to completely erase a race that has developed tens of thousands of years and has a mature civilization... This is definitely not what we can do. In my opinion, this is a dead knot, this war will continue and it will continue! continue! I can't see the direction of the future, and I can't see even a little hope. I am afraid that my generation, my next generation, and the next generation will continue to do so. Endless! ”

Rohart heard this, he frowned, and finally couldn't help but ask a question about falling snow: "So, what do you want?"

"I?" Snow smiled softly. It looked at the human being in front of him: "I want peace... Our elves are never a militant race, we just want peace. As long as we have a home that allows us to thrive, enough."

Said, falling snow pointed to the outside of the big account.

Its smile is bitter: "Just a few days ago, we have begun to grow food in the land already occupied. For you humans, this is the northern part of the continent, the land is not fertile, but for us, The land where we lived for generations, the land here is simply unimaginable fertile! They have started to grow food, and the first harvest will be available next year! Those foods will continue to supply our troops to continue to fight here! In the land that has been occupied, we will keep it here, unless we all die, we will never leave! We waited for 10,000 years before returning here. There is no power to let us back! This year, the grain has been planted, and will continue next year! The year after, the year after the year... and the year after... the generation will not stop the war!"

Rohat's face was involuntarily harsh, and he muttered: "I think, I understand what you want to say... Hey!"

"This is a war that is doomed to no winner. There will never be a winner." Snow fell gently.

The Grand Canal.

A Roland empire naval warship was moored next to the dock of the Imperial Capital.

To the surprise of the porters on the dock, such a warship was actually parked in the port of Hong Kong. Soon, in the Imperial Capital, there was a group of fully armed Wangcheng Guards who drove the docks tightly.

Throughout the day, no cargo was unloaded on the ship and no one disembarked. And there are people on the side, who have been seen from afar, within a day. The court messenger, dressed in three consecutive cloaks dressed in court ceremonial officials, accompanied by the Royal Forest Army, boarded the ship.

This new thing immediately caught the attention of many people.

At the same time, the Imperial Palace is in the Imperial Palace. A heated debate is unfolding.

"I firmly oppose it!"

In the hall, an old man who had to be white, dressed in a very rigorous wide robe, excitedly waving his hands. Arguing loudly.

Later, he looked up at the two men sitting on the throne... The imperial emperor's current Emperor, Charlie, and the father of His Majesty the Emperor, the Royal Regent, His Royal Highness.

"Your Majesty! Your Highness!!" The old man whispered quickly and resolutely: "I firmly oppose the courtesy of the indigenous people beyond the specifications!! They are different from the ones on the grassland! The grasslands have been confronted with us for many generations, although not I am willing to admit, but I have to say that we have basically defaulted on the facts of the independent regime on the prairie! They have the power to compete with us in the local area, and the empire as a compromise. It was already recognized in the past that the prairie lord 'Wang Jue' The facts! From a ceremonial point of view, if it is the messenger of the Prairie King, we can give the treatment of the country. But... these indigenous people of the South Sea are absolutely not!! If we ... it is a humiliation! It is equal to the empire recognized these indigenous The legitimacy of the kingdom in Nanyang! Your Majesty! Your Highness! For the first time, there will be a second time! With the third time... it will become a routine in the future!! I think this precedent is absolutely Can't open! Otherwise, if any of the indigenous tribes on the island claim to be kings, and send people to the empire, we all give a kingdom. Who treated you ?? "

Accompanied by it. It is a military squad with some old qualifications. Many people still belong to the naval system.

"I agree with the ceremonial minister." A military veteran is covered with a trace of anger and distress in his eyebrows: "Your Majesty. Your Highness! Once upon a time, our vast navy was invincible in the South Sea, and it was taken!" Indigenous people, only bear the part of our arrogance! Even now, they never have the power to compete with us, never have!! For these indigenous people, they are only the granary of the empire of Nanyang, when we need it. We can go harvest at any time. But now, we actually call 'country'! This is definitely something we can't admit! They are different from the prairie people. The prairie people have the strength to compete with us, but these Nanyang indigenous people don't!"

"If we admit that they are a 'country', then according to the statutes and ceremonies of the empire, we must give them the treatment of the country... and there will be a lot of troubles in the future! We must also consider the influence of public opinion. If the prairie people know this thing, they will laugh at us too weak!! Nanyang indigenous people only serve as our slaves, they are not worthy of our guests!"

The ceremonial minister raised his fists.