At 10 o'clock in the morning, at the foot of the southern slope of the Iowa Valley, the auxiliary army, the two knights, and the apprentices of Galloping Horse Academy gathered to stand. At the front of several square formations were 15 newly completed stone pillars. These stone pillars It is only a dozen centimeters in diameter and less than 2 meters high. Each name and family information is engraved on the pillar.
In the offensive and defensive battle last night, about 50 auxiliary troops were injured and 15 died. The wounded soldiers could quickly return to the army after being treated by magic, while the dead were burned centrally.
15 students from Galloping Horse Academy buried the earthen jars containing the ashes under the stone pillars. The barbarian priests sang the requiem along with the ascetic monk Wright Dolaina. Accompanied by the low singing of hundreds of people, the air felt like Dots of magical elements rose into the sky.
The white flame fairies kept flying around the crowd, absorbing the essence of these emotions.
"Soldiers, I ask us to remember Kramos, Doct, Blue Cat's Claw, Gray Tree Root..." Lant read out the names of each fallen soldier one by one, and announced that the descendants of these people will have priority in entering the auxiliary. Army or Knights.
Next to him, Albert frowned. He didn't understand at first why the high-ranking lord had to personally preside over the burial of several demon-free people. But at this moment, when he saw the knights and auxiliaries in front of him listening silently, he It's also quite moving.
Next to Albert, Julian Zhuoqin looked at Lant Galloping Horse with a smile on his face and eyes with admiration, and occasionally looked at Ben Call beside him. In the history of the empire's wars, similar commemorative activities were held after the earliest battles of the God-Emperor. When he first heard that Lant was going to bury the dead himself, Julian thought it was an allusion that Ben had told him.
"Today it was they who delayed the orc attack with their lives, so that we could have enough time and opportunity to block the orc army from the high wall." Lant was still reciting his eulogy.
"Tomorrow there may be sacrifices among us, but behind us, more people will surely stand up, take over our flags and swords, and destroy the enemy's arrogance and flesh and blood. The vast galloping plains will not forget it. Every soldier who sacrificed for her!..."
Jim listened to the speeches of the lords on the hillside and watched the tops of the stone pillars being gradually chipped away by magic to form small sculptures, which were the busts of each fallen soldier.
Although several hours had passed since the war, Jim was still replaying the scene on the city wall in his mind. It was the eve of victory, when he thought that the enemy troops in front of him had no fighting spirit and were just a bunch of rats waiting to be slaughtered. A two-meter-long fronted rat man suddenly rushed out, raised a rusty iron knife and looked at him.
At the critical moment, a spear suddenly flew out from his side and hit the rat man's head. It was Morse, the captain of the Demon Lord behind him, who saved Jim's life. However, Morse was flanked by two rat men and was hit. Killed several times.
If the Warcraft Black Rabbit hadn't rushed over and quickly petrified the wounds, perhaps dozens of wounded people like Morse would have been placed under each stone pillar.
There was a slight vibration on the ground. Behind the 15 stone pillars, a huge rock drilled out of the ground. As the highest point of the stone reached a height of 5 meters, large pieces of debris on the stone surface peeled off, revealing a statue. Sculpture: The galloping horse knight, the wind wolf knight and the three soldiers of the auxiliary army holding their respective weapons.
Lant's speech finally came to an end, and his tone suddenly rose: "In the future, every soldier who defended the Iowa Valley will be buried here. They will witness our border becoming stable and prosperous, and they will also witness the galloping horses. 's revival again!"
"... Galloping horse! Galloping horse!..."
"...ancestors, fathers, royal family, ancestors..."
The slogans of galloping horses and the songs of the barbarians sounded at the same time, and the sacrifices of the predecessors became the motivation and ladder for future generations to forge ahead.
Jagger looked at his panicked partner and tugged on Jim's sleeve, "Hey, what are you thinking about?"
"Huh?" Jim finally came back from his thoughts and said to Jagger:
"Me? I'm wondering if the number of auxiliary soldiers is too small. We have less than 1,000 people now, but we face too many ratmen.
In addition, the auxiliary army has a lot of work. They are all in a small town in Iowa now, so it may not be much. Once we follow the knights to attack, our numbers may not be enough! "
Jalger thought about Jim's words, and after a while he said: "I'm afraid only Mr. Lant can solve your idea personally. I don't think even Knight Daniko can do anything about it."
"Maybe I should talk to him." Jim nodded.
When the funeral was over, Jim looked back and saw a thin line approaching them on the east side of the valley, in the direction of the plain.
"Those should be immigrants from the plain iron mines, right?" Jim looked into the distance and muttered to himself.
"There may be newly trained auxiliary troops," Jagger added at the side: "After we left, the auxiliary army did not stop recruiting. It is said that the auxiliary army has added 1,000 people. You see those carriages at the end of the team. Are you here? They should all be from the auxiliary army!"
"The total number of citizens in our territory is only tens of thousands. Isn't it too much to have almost 2,000 people as auxiliary troops?" Jim frowned.
"There are already a large number of young laborers in the salt mines and iron mines, and various barbarian tribes have also contributed a lot, but I estimate that this is the last batch. If they are drawn again, the workshops in the territory will be affected. ." Jalge nodded.
Sure enough, at noon, the two auxiliary army leaders saw the new batch of auxiliary armies. They were asked to organize comprehensive training for all auxiliary armies as soon as possible, and they also had to cooperate with the two knights of Frostwolf and Galloping Horse and the barbarian cavalry. .
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In the South Slope Castle, Lant was looking at the couple Peter Maned Wolf and Lanya Maned Wolf in the meditation room. According to Lanya's plan at the beginning of the month, their team should have arrived three days ago.
Although it didn't matter that the team was a few days late, Lant was curious as to why the entire 3,000-man team was still three days late with the assistance of 1,000 auxiliary troops and 200 horse-drawn carriages.
Peter, who was uncomfortable with Lant's look, spoke: "Sir, the reason why the transfer of the team was delayed by three days this time is because of my sole responsibility. I was responsible for controlling Laniya's command of the team, but I didn't. To think that 3,000 people are so difficult to manage.”
To be precise, Peter had just passed the command of the team a week ago, and he only moved a total of 4,000 people a distance of three stations.
"Oh, you've never managed so many people before, so it's understandable that you're not used to it," Lant smiled and nodded. It felt like he was looking at a stupid child, which made Peter even more furious.
"Sir, I used to be the deputy leader of the Maned Wolf Knights. The knights I was in were in charge much better than Fernando, but I really don't understand why these non-demon people have so many things to do." When he got up, Peter began to complain.
(End of chapter)
