As time passed, countless historical truths were buried. The most fatal killer of all things!! The passage of time not only brought about changes to the Rostocker Continent, but it also brought with it countless forgotten history.
About 2,000 years ago, the entire dragon race moved into the belly of the Speckles Mountain Range. 2,000 years later, the dragon race became a creature that only existed in legends in the eyes of the world. About 3,000 years ago, the first full-scale war between the orcs and humans broke out. The war affected the dragons and dwarves. 3,000 years later, everyone forgot the cause and process of this war, but they all remembered the hatred.
The Hundred Clans War that broke out six thousand years ago was only briefly recorded in the historical records of the elves, who had a long life and rarely participated in wars. Even the dragons, who had lived longer than the elves, could only hear Mohu's description from the mouths of the elderly dragons who were on the verge of death.
As for humans, the historical records preserved in the four most powerful human empires on the continent could only be traced back to 2,000 years ago.
The most terrifying and fair time sealed the memories of history. The most direct consequence of history being forgotten was that a group of special races were ignored by the world. They called themselves the " survivors ", and they lived in the most fertile place on the Rostocker Continent!! Kug Prairie.
About 4,500 years ago, the second Hundred Races War, which was first provoked by humans to rule the entire continent, began.
The humans relied on their absolute advantage in numbers to attack the races that were much stronger than them. The huge difference in numbers made up for the lack of individual strength. The humans quickly occupied the eastern part of the continent and the southwestern border of the continent. They occupied almost all the fertile land on the Roste continent.
In this Hundred Clans War, the most intense battle was over the rich Kuge Prairie. This was originally the territory of the orcs, but because it was close to the Elf Forest, the Elf Queen was worried that she would be implicated. The peace-loving and life-loving elves were forced to participate in the war again. At the same time, the Dwarf King also sent out his army.
The strength of the orcs, the accuracy of the elves 'archery skills, and the strength of the dragons had caused the Kuge Prairie to change hands several times. In a short period of time, the entire Krug Prairie was smeared with a thick layer of blood.
Other than death, the inevitable outcome of war was also the indispensable prisoners of war. The beauty of the elf women had always been ranked first among all races. What was left after the war were the foreign women who had been raped by the human soldiers and the mixed-blood children in their stomachs.
After the war, the lucky survivors were placed on the Kug Prairie. However, the elves and dwarves would not accept these mixed-bloods who represented bad luck. As a result, these mixed-bloods, who were called " abandoned people " by the elves and dwarves, were forced to live together with the orcs who finally took back the Kug Prairie.
1,500 years later, the first full-scale war between humans and orcs broke out. The orcs were driven away from their homes and retreated to the western edge of the central continent near the Western Swamp. The scene from 1,500 years ago inevitably appeared again on this vast prairie.
The orcs, half-elves, and half-dwarves who chose to stay in their human forms had their blood mixed together in this sorrowful and crazy behavior. A new race that covered almost all the races on the continent appeared only a few years after the end of the Human-Beast War.
There were dozens of tribes of different sizes on the Kuge Prairie. These tribes that seemed loose and unconnected to outsiders actually had a relatively systematic ruling class.
The lowest level of the ruling class was made up of the leaders of dozens of small tribes. The upper level was made up of several powerful tribal leaders. Generally, the second layer, the commander level, could decide most of the affairs in the entire allied forces. However, when major events occurred, they had to consult the top of the ruling class. This person at the top of the pyramid had an extremely respected and special status in all the tribes. He was called a prophet by the tribe members.
Prophet was a very special title. Not only did it represent the ability to see through the future, but it also represented the supreme respect of the 400,000 members of the dozens of tribes scattered on the Kug Prairie. Everyone who could become a prophet was a wise man. He controlled the development of the tribe and the inheritance of the tribe. To a certain extent, he even controlled the Kuge Prairie.
In the eyes of others, these tribesmen wandering on the grasslands were a group of uncivilized barbarians, but they were all wrong, and very wrong. How could an uncivilized tribe survive for thousands of years on the Kuge Prairie without being affected by the outside world? How could they make the Goshawk Seal that was not inferior to any of the great craftsmen in the court? And the Prophet was the crystallization of the great wisdom of this special race.
A prophet, or more accurately, a fortune-teller, was a special profession that could foresee what would happen in the future to a certain extent. According to their abilities, Divination professionals were divided into those who could use external objects and those who did not. When the Divination Element reached the highest level, it could even change what was about to happen to a certain extent. People who possessed this kind of dream technique that could affect the entire Rostocker Continent were called dream guides.
However, it was precisely because of this powerful dream technique that the conditions to become a Clairvoyant were extremely harsh. On the Rostocker Continent, those who became a Clairvoyant would hide, so in the eyes of the world, this was the most mysterious profession. In fact, there weren't even official records of each country.
Just like everything else in this world, when something was lost, it meant that something was gained. Abandoned people who had experienced hardship and hardship would get the opportunity to become a fortune-teller more easily.
Every time the situation on the Kug Prairie was in turmoil, just like the previous two battles between the Ter Empire and the Arsus Empire for the ownership of the Kug Prairie, the leaders of the dozens of tribes on the prairie would gather and set off for the nameless mountain in Byron, which was located at the edge of the Kug Prairie. The Prophet's training ground was hidden in the mountain.
These tribal leaders might not come here once in their lives. After all, the prophet was a god-like existence in their eyes. However, as long as these leaders gathered in this place, it meant that something extremely important had happened.
However, the situation of this gathering was a little special because the one who convened it was the Prophet of this generation.
"Sage, may I know why you summoned us here?”
"Wise man, please instruct me!"
After the first person opened his mouth, everyone chimed in. This was the first time in their memory that the Prophet had taken the initiative to summon them.
This was a cave that could accommodate a hundred people. From the traces of carving on the walls, it could be seen that this place was artificially excavated. This cave on the mountain wall must have cost a lot of manpower to dig, but what did not match the grandeur of the entire cave was that there was no furnishings here.
"The ugly alien race has appeared. Are you ready for battle?”The Prophet's deep and hoarse voice traveled through the rock walls and into the ears of every tribal leader.
The two tribal leaders kneeling at the front looked at each other, their eyes also flashing with confusion.
A moment later, the burly leader on the right answered the Prophet's question.
"Yes, great sage, we are ready. If those Outsiders rule over this grassland again, we will move into the mountains. We will not let our clansmen suffer any harm.”
His answer did not get a reply from the Prophet. The entire cave fell into a strange and oppressive silence.
Beside him, the tribe leader, who looked extremely shrewd, kept rolling his eyes. He knew that the Prophet would not summon them for such a simple matter.
He racked his brains but could not find a reasonable explanation. However, he could feel that the Prophet was not satisfied with the answer just now.
The burly leader carefully looked at the Prophet who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes lowered. However, he could see that the Prophet's face was extremely cold and expressionless. He calmed himself down and continued," Wise One, the invasion of the foreign tribes did not massacre our people as recorded. They did not cause us trouble when they passed through our territory. I wonder if…"
Just as he was about to say something, the Prophet interrupted him," The prophecy from 500 years ago..."
Hearing this, all the tribal leaders were shocked. They knew what the prophet was referring to.
"When the goshawks return to their homeland, when those foreign races who abandoned us reappear on this continent, when the men who come with anger and hope reign over the prairie, we will welcome a new life.”The Prophet, who was sitting cross-legged at the top of the cave, suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the dozens of tribal leaders kneeling in front of him. Then, he slowly closed his eyes again and returned to his stone-like expression.
" Wait, wait for the arrival of the king, the king who stands at the peak of the Holy Land with a goshawk in his hand. Follow his footsteps, and we will obtain new life. Under his guidance, we will have the noblest bloodline..." The burly tribal leader closest to the prophet continued the prophecy that had been circulated among all the tribes in the Kuge Prairie.
Beside him, the tribal leader, whose eyes were shining with excitement, continued," Draw our swords, mount our warhorses, and follow him. We will have the glory of our dreams. Under his guidance, we will obtain the strongest power and the most respected position!”
"The king has arrived. My children, go! Go and find the great king who led us out of pain and poverty in the prophecy! The souls of your ancestors are your guides. Follow them, and they will bring you to the king.”
After saying this, the prophet did not speak again. The tribal leaders knew that it was time to leave.
With their personal attendants, the dozens of tribe leaders quickly left the nameless mountain in Byron's territory. They quickly scattered in various directions of the Kuge Prairie, flying towards their own tribe's territory. In their hearts, they were about to welcome a happy life in the future.
Little Mingge Mountain was a small mountain that was located 2,400 kilometers away from the territory of the Tell Empire. Generally speaking, a small mountain that had no value like this would not have a name or be noticed by the officials of the empire. However, there was a high mountain called Big Mingge Mountain diagonally behind Little Mingge Mountain, which made this place a heavily protected area by the officials of the Tell Empire.
The Big Mingge Mountain was actually not big at all. This " big " was defined relative to the " small " in the Little Mingge Mountain. Because the path between Little Mingge Mountain and Big Mingge Mountain was a canyon that was only about two miles wide, the entrance of the canyon was at the end of Little Mingge Mountain. This canyon that was about four miles long was the smoothest shortcut to the imperial capital, Gran. Naturally, the Tell Empire built a barrier to protect the imperial capital.
Mingge was the name of this medium-sized garrison fortress. About 10,000 soldiers guarded it all year round. If one wanted to enter the border plains from the hinterland of the Tell Empire, this was the fastest passage.……
The merchants transported the goods from the hinterland of the Tell Empire to the border plains, and then transported the specialties from the border plains back to the hinterland of the empire. Mingge Fortress became their first route of travel. Over time, Mingge Stronghold had turned from a military fortress into a famous checkpoint in the Ter Empire. Those merchants with foresight also built a simple small village at the foot of the small Mingge Mountain for the merchants who came and went between the two places to rest. Gradually, the small village developed into a prosperous town.
The town, which was also named after Mingge, was only about 20 minutes away from Mingge Fortress. During their holidays, the soldiers of Mingge Fortress would come here with their meager salaries to have fun. Inevitably, the service industry in the town became more and more developed, and the entire Mingge Town became an entertainment town full of restaurants and brothels.
When Windshadow Craze led his 189 personal guards of the Mad Battle Team to Mingge Town, the entire town suddenly fell silent. Although there were many wealthy merchants among the merchants of Mingge Town, and 200 merchant guards were not uncommon, they were still shocked by the strong killing intent of the Mad Battle Team.
The 190-man cavalry had cold faces, neat clothes, and a strict formation. Even their mounts did not make a sound. The entire cavalry formation approached the town entrance from afar silently. Everyone who saw them suddenly fell silent. A silent pressure appeared on everyone. Those shrewd merchants could tell with their sharp eyes that this was a regular knight troop, and a very elite one at that.
While the residents and merchants of Mingge Town were speculating about the origins of this army, Windshadow Kuang and his subordinates booked an inn that looked rather satisfactory from the outside. All 190 people stayed in it. They really needed to rest.
Windshadow Craze had never hidden his whereabouts. He had brought 200 personal guards of the Craze Battle Team from the Kuge Plains, but along the way, the Ter Army's capture and interception had caused them to lose 11 members. After running for two days and two nights, the humans could still hold on, but the horses were nearing their limits. They had to stop to recover their strength and prepare for the battle they would face in the future.
The Ter Army that was chasing after them had been left behind by them for an entire day and a half. That was why Windshadow Kuang decided to rest here for the night and continue on their journey tomorrow morning. Now that they were getting closer to the capital city of the Tell Empire, they would have to face even greater resistance.
However, Feng Yingkuang had forgotten something very important when he booked the entire inn. He and his personal guards did not have a single cent on them. Perhaps Windshadow Craze, who had no concept of money, never thought of paying at all!
Not long after Wind Shadow Craze and his group checked into the inn in Mingge Town, the real king of the Tell Empire, Ainavis Ter's secret guard Carson, set off on her orders. His target was Feng Yingkuang who was resting in the inn.
"The first team and the second team will stay behind. Every two hours, we will take turns on duty. Dismissed!" Windshadow Craze gave the order to the personal guards of the Mad Battle Team in front of him, and walked directly to the guest room near the entrance of the first floor of the backyard.
The inn that Windshadow Craze booked was a small square building with two doors. The three floors facing the street were built into an elegant wine shop for the merchants to rest and eat. The three floors behind were the real inn. In the entire Mingge Town, most of the inns and restaurants were designed according to this model. The only difference was the proportion of the taverns and inns. There were very few complete restaurants or inns. After all, it was easy to associate food and accommodation.
This inn, which was named " Leaping Heaven Pavilion ", not only had an extraordinary name, but it also had the most peculiar architectural style in Mingge Town. Many people would come here because of this, but it was only a coincidence that Windshadow Kuang chose this place.
The scale of the Leaping Heaven Pavilion was not considered large. It was already somewhat difficult to accommodate 190 people in Windshadow Kuang's group. If not for the fact that the border grasslands of the Tell Empire were under martial law for the third war in the Kuge Prairie, causing the entire Mingge Town to be much more desolate than before, perhaps Windshadow Kuang, who did not have money, would have difficulty booking the entire Leaping Heaven Pavilion, which was somewhat famous.
In the small courtyard surrounded by circular floors, there were many unknown flowers and plants planted. The rockery placed in the crescent-shaped artificial lake was obviously carefully selected and built. Dozens of ornamental fish leisurely swayed their beautiful bodies in the artificial lake. Obviously, this small space was carefully taken care of every day.
The layout of the small courtyard naturally immersed the entire Leaping Heaven Pavilion in a quiet atmosphere. It was no wonder that the name of the Leaping Heaven Pavilion would be remembered by those shrewd merchants in Mingge Town, which was full of inns.
However, the most peculiar and unforgettable thing about the Leaping Heaven Pavilion was not its atmosphere, nor its dishes, but the bridge that extended from the third floor. It was precisely because of the existence of this bridge that the Leaping Heaven Pavilion had its name and reputation.
It extended from the corner of the four stairways on the third floor and met in the middle of the entire building, forming a square space for four people to stand side by side. The four arcs were like two arch bridges crossing each other. The high arch made the entire inn rise an entire floor. When people stood on the empty space in the middle and looked up at the sky above them, feeling the breeze blowing through the air without any obstruction, they indeed felt like they had leaped into the air and returned.
At this moment, at the four corners of the bridge that overlooked most of Mingge Town, four members of the Mad Battle Squad stood motionless. They were vigilantly monitoring any existence that could endanger the safety of the Leaping Heaven Pavilion.
Opposite the Leaping Heaven Pavilion was a three-story building. It was a small restaurant.
In the hall on the first floor of the restaurant, dozens of warriors who looked like guards of the caravan were drinking wine in large mouthfuls, laughing and laughing loudly as if no one was around. Two floors above them, two middle-aged men in expensive clothes were drinking with each other. The moment they raised their heads to drink, their eyes would always drift to the Leaping Heaven Pavilion opposite them…
"Are you sure it's them?" A man in a sky-blue robe sitting on the right-hand side of the table picked up a piece of Xumu meat and threw it into his mouth as he asked his subordinate.
"Milord, we're sure it's them. Judging from their actions, they were definitely an elite cavalry, which matched the timing and intelligence.”
The superior in blue poured a glass of wine for his subordinate sitting in front of him and picked up a piece of Xumu meat." Have you checked the number of people?”
"Yes, my lord. I have investigated thoroughly." A subordinate in a light green suit took a bottle of wine and poured a glass for his superior." There are a total of 190 people. Excluding the target, there are 189 people. On the surface, there were seven people who were injured. This subordinate estimated that their injuries should not be light. Otherwise, judging from their aura and actions, they would not show it if they were lightly injured.”
"Oh! You stay here and continue to monitor them. If necessary, you can ask the brothers downstairs to create some small trouble to keep them busy. You must not let them leave the Leaping Heaven Pavilion!”
"Please rest assured, Your Excellency. This subordinate knows what to do.”
The conversation between the two middle-aged men came to an abrupt end. They no longer drank like before, but quickly ate the food on the table. The man in blue seemed to like the taste of Xum meat very much. He ate the whole plate.
After a while, the two men walked out of the restaurant side by side.
A moment later, a middle-aged man wearing the same light green clothes sat down at the seat they had just sat at. He ordered a pot of tea and a few plates of snacks and began to slowly savor them.
Feng Yingkuang, who had ordered his personal guards to rest, did not rest. After entering the room, Feng Yingkuang walked to the square table and sat on a chair at the side, quietly closing his eyes.
Running at full speed for nearly 20 consecutive days, and being on guard against the Ter soldiers who would appear at any time to intercept them, as well as the pursuers who were chasing after them relentlessly, the only two hours a day for the horses to recover was simply not enough for a human. Although the soldiers of the Mad Battle Team were elite and tenacious, they were still humans. At this moment, their physical strength had already reached the limit of their load, which was why Windshadow Kuang was looking for a place to rest in such a dangerous situation where he was being chased from the front.
During this period of time, Feng Yingkuang's stamina consumption was also very high. After dozens of times, he had shared most of the pressure of the pursuit of hundreds of thousands of enemy soldiers, reducing the damage he could cause to the personal guards to the lowest possible level. However, eleven elite and extraordinary personal guards still died in the battle.
Windshadow Craze did not feel much sorrow when the soldiers he personally trained died. Other than a short and faint sigh, these people were quickly forgotten by him. Soldiers were not allowed to be sentimental.
When Windshadow Craze brought these two hundred personal guards on the road to the Western Swamp, he had never thought of bringing them back alive. War was always the cruelest. After making a decision, there was no chance to go back on it. Just like how he temporarily gave up the 17th legion for Luo Lina, those men were destined to give up their lives for their commander from the moment they became soldiers.
Ever since Feng Yingkuang woke up from his second coma, he suddenly had a kind of enlightenment. It was as if many things had rushed into his mind in an instant, allowing him to experience another life, a completely different life from before.
The moment he woke up from his coma, the feelings he had for Lorlina and Kaelin that he could not understand, the true thoughts hidden behind the few times King Arthurs summoned him, and the thoughts of those famous and unknown ministers and nobles who inadvertently flashed in his eyes were all completely exposed to Wind Shadow Craze.
Even the kind of attitude he should adopt when facing people, the kind of answer he should give when facing a question, how to deduce the true thoughts hidden by the other party from a casual look and a subtle movement, all of these appeared in Windshadow Kuang's mind.
Faced with these familiar yet strange feelings, Windshadow Craze knew that he was no longer the same person he used to be. After putting aside his momentary confusion, he thought of many things...
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