(some students say that the power of the magician and the oath - the sword of victory is too incompatible. This makes me very embarrassed, because from the beginning, I have already laid a high power foreshadowing. Supernatural forces exist, but they are strictly limited. At least before the arrival of the second element tide, the main fighting forces are still fighting hand to hand. Don''t even ask Merlin and Gandalf what their identities are? I started to make complaints about Tucao directly. I really don''t know how to explain it.
After 3000 years of human development, there are less than 100 mages and all apprentices.
Merlin is the second person in charge of the mage tower, Gandalf is the leader of the grey robed mage, which is also the strongest among the Druids [heart of the wild]!
As for the oath - Sword of victory, at the beginning of the first era when Warcraft was everywhere, notice that Warcraft was everywhere, not beasts! Three thousand years of killing makes the number of Warcraft gradually scarce! But there are creatures like Hurricane karazan and pterosaurs that can''t be defeated! Elves, orcs, descendants of giants and so on, which race does not have the most cutting-edge power? Do you think that Athena and the aboriginal gods would not intervene in the late total racial war?
As an author, I really don''t want to say that.
It''s very boring.
But this is an era of impetuousness, and * * is increasingly impetuous. Many readers have lost patience with many "template books", I understand. But for the sake of achievement, I have to explain. In fact, many of these Tucao make complaints about wooden subscribers. I also know that more readers are actually subscribing silently. I remember the glory of this book, 8000 collections on the recommended list. Many of them are the credit of ordinary users, I am very grateful. So, let''s start with volume two.
Volume 2 [rise of the Terran] will be quite long. You won''t mind if I say a few more words.)
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The second era, 374, at the end of August.
In the valley between the zangara and karazan mountains, there was a major battle between humans and jackals, with more than 25W people. This battle ended with the victory of human beings, ending the two-year war between human beings and jackals. However, the situation in the southern plains did not ease down because of this. The orcs who were expelled to the loess high slope occupied the land that was first captured by the jackals.
Man failed to recover the northern plains of the southern plains.
Instead of jackals, orcs have become a new and more powerful opponent for human beings.
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The calendar of the second era was made by ancient elves.
At the beginning of the second era, the ancient elves planted the seeds of the second world tree. In 10000 years, the seed of the world tree will grow into a world tree, which will be the resting place for the spirits of the next era.
Man, no God.
So the soul sleeps in the Loess and is with the earth.
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At the end of the first World War in the gorge, Murphy left with soldiers belonging to the city of Athens.
Before leaving, he only gave Mrs. Elizabeth four words - "save strength"!
The army of jackals has been destroyed.
What the human coalition should do now is to clean up the scattered small-scale jackals, and then concentrate on guarding against the half beast army coming from the loess high slope.
Before he left, Murphy met Lord Rothschild.
Behind him stood the man who was called "my king", but his face was pale. Murphy could feel that the use of the "oath of victory sword" had brought a huge burden to his body. As the priestess of the God of war said, "it is very unwise to use the power of the gods with the body of a mortal.". Murphy began to understand why he asked himself if he was a "God''s keeper.".
Lord Rothschild is not the same as what Murphy imagined.
He is a kind old man.
At least it looks very kind. When he met Murphy, the old man who held one third of the power of the aristocratic parliament even gave him a warm hug.
The Greek heavy infantry suffered heavy casualties.
The damage was close to half, and the only one who didn''t suffer was the Crete Bowman. They are protected by other soldiers and have never been involved in hand to hand combat. More than two-thirds of the heavy infantry in Sparta suffered heavy losses, and they were the main force to confront the high jackals. Three war Temple priests were killed and one Spartan conqueror was seriously injured.
After the human army took over the canyon line, Murphy left with the soldiers the next day.
Including his booty.
Lady Elizabeth, on the other hand, took more than a thousand soldiers loyal to her to wipe out the small groups of jackals scattered in her territory. After the first World War in the gorge and the crazy attack of jackals, these militia also have a military momentum.
Momentum.
It''s not a joke.
In his previous life, Murphy met a retired veteran who had killed people in Vietnam. His ancestral martial arts can be traced back to the Qing Dynasty. This person has a very obvious momentum, if described according to the artistic direction, it is murderous! If you are lucky enough to meet such a person, and then be targeted by him, you can feel what it means to be shrouded in murderous spirit!
The hands and feet are cold, and it seems that they are a little disobedient. There is a kind of "buzz" like feeling in the brain.
It''s a very interesting feeling.
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The bodies of the war dead were taken, and Murphy spent half a day cremating the bones of these warriors.
A car full of ashes.
These ashes will be sprinkled in the temple of the God of war. They will be with the gods and the city.
The chief priest of the God of war told Murphy that in the future, all Spartan soldiers trained by the temple will use these ashes to imprint marks on their chests.
That way, no matter where they die in the end.
Their souls can find their way back, their place of rest.
They will return to the command of the God of war!
Although the victory was won, the casualties of comrades in arms made everyone feel less happy. Pao Ze, who once fought side by side and was handed over to his back, turned into a piece of soil in this way. No one can forget so easily.
It''s not weakness.
This is just a kind of precipitation. When this precipitation is sublimated, their will will will be as unshakable as steel!
They are invincible warriors!
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The army marched forward in silence, when the sight of the city of Athens appeared and the people working in the fields appeared.
There was a smile on everyone''s face.
At this moment, all the pain has been cured, all the pay is worth it.
Because this is their home.
They are soldiers, fighting to defend their homeland!
That''s it.
In Athens, citizens consciously stand on both sides of the street to welcome the returning warriors.
Wives are looking for their husbands and mothers for their children. They are either laughing or sad.
Central Plaza.
Murphy stood on the high platform, looking down at the citizens gathered in the square, and said in a high voice, "we have won!"
"We have defeated the cannibals!"
"From today on, this land belongs to us!"
"Tomorrow, all adult citizens will get land!"
There was a cheer in the square.
Looking at the soldiers cheered by the citizens, Murphy turned to the official and asked, "how many cows, sheep and wine are there?"
"There are 50 sheep in the territory. At present, all of them are cattle and cannot be slaughtered, but there are more than 100 pigs and beasts bought from human city states."*** The official picked up a book and looked at it. He quickly replied, "there are 350 barrels of wine. It''s wheat wine."
"Kill them all." Murphy nodded and said in a deep voice, "we''re having a celebration tonight. All citizens must be present. "
"Yes. I''ll do it now. "*** The officer nodded, turned around and went to arrange the staff.
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At night.
It took a whole afternoon to prepare, and a huge celebration banquet was finally ready.
Stepping into the center of the square, Murphy didn''t say much.
He just picked up a large glass of wine and drank it down, then he said in a high voice, "don''t get drunk tonight, don''t go home!"
"Don''t get drunk, don''t go back!" The men laughed.
The women brought up pots of meat, and the citizens ate and drank. In a short time, the old songs of harvest festival came to mind in the square. In August, the crops in the field are about to mature. Another month is the harvest time.
The square was full of laughter.
Put down the pain, tonight we indulge in joy!
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The most important weapon of the country is war and sacrifice.
Murphy chewed the words silently and walked slowly down the stage.
If there is war, there will be death.
Everyone has to learn to accept that. In the future, Athens may face more challenges. This is the cruelty of the world, with blood and life in exchange for the right to survive!
Any species is no exception.
Looking up, Murphy saw the high priest.
Tonight, she was still wearing the white robe of the priest, which wrapped her delicate body. In the light of the bonfire at night, the high priest suddenly had a mellow breath that Murphy had never seen before. As if aware of Murphy''s gaze, the high priest turned slowly and set his gaze on his face. The high priest leaned down slightly and showed a slight smile on his soft face.
Murphy raised his glass and drank it.
He looked up at the starry sky, the moon hanging high and the stars dotted.
"At last
"It''s finally recognized by the indigenous people of the world!"
"At last, we have laid a foundation in this world!"