Why did the lord rebel

Chapter 370 People can't, at least they shouldn't

The pure full moon is still hanging high surrounded by the stars, and the endless Tongge Desert presents a jewel-like light blue under the starlight;

And the bright color that belongs only to dawn has slowly awakened in the southeast corner, and has begun to infect the cold and dark sky.

Huo Sang, the fox elder, leaned on crutches and climbed up the hill south of the oasis spring with some difficulty. He looked at the diversion canal that was just completed yesterday with a complicated expression—the sand below the oasis has too strong water seepage capacity, and the entire diversion canal The waterways of the "Dan Azler" were all built with stone slabs brought from the north with great effort.

Yesterday morning, there was still a scene of joy and celebration around the aqueduct, but after a day, it was terribly quiet.

Elder Hawthorne sighed—because the action involved his lungs, the old fox felt a dull pain in his chest.

But it was just a dull pain.

Yesterday, when he was hit by the frost magic of the elf magician, Elder Hawthorne could almost feel his soul leaving his body and death was close at hand;

Just a moment of pain was enough for the old fox to realize that the strength of that magician absolutely surpassed any strong man he had ever seen in his life, and a trainee shaman like him decades ago, It is even more impossible to survive under the hands of such a master of magic.

But a few hours later, when Elder Hawthorne woke up leisurely, what he saw was not Styx.

On the contrary, he saw a benevolent troll doctor applying cooling herbs to himself;
Elder Hawthorne also heard that "Dan Azler" had raised his hand and surrendered, and was completely occupied by the group of human cavalry.

The names of this group of human invaders sound a little strange to Elder Hawthorne:
Their name is Frost Maple Ridge.

Elder Hawthorne spent the whole day yesterday in unbearable pain: the troll doctor told him that during that frost outbreak, his aging body was severely corroded by the frost magic power of master "Calvino Spiritual Song" Already—now, the troll doctors must use the herbs "made by Enziet" to cleanse him of the elemental damage in his body;
However, the troll doctor also told him that he couldn't die.

The process of using herbs for treatment was extremely painful. If it wasn't for hearing that poor little Marlena was still alive, Elder Hawthorne who was lying on the hospital bed really wanted to die.

However, to the surprise of the old fox, the troll doctors who followed humans seemed to be more skilled than the orc shamans of the Federation——Elder Hawthorne was able to walk on the crutches after a sleepy night. Walked out of bed with crutches.

"You might as well go out for a walk." After discovering Elder Hawthorne woke up, the troll doctor in charge of taking care of him said so, "We 'Enzie' trolls believe that the sunlight at dawn can corrode the frost element It has the strongest therapeutic effect."

So Elder Hawthorne endured the pain in his chest and walked out the door with a cane.

He climbed up the hill and looked at the sub-orc settlement that little Marlena and her parents had personally shaped—

His beloved "Dan Azler" has been reduced to human occupation.

After yesterday's disaster, all the "Dan-Azler" sub-orcs who suffered from mental torment seemed to choose to escape reality in their dreams—even though the sky was already bright, the whole oasis was still quiet, and all sub-orcs The orc dwellers seemed to be still asleep, and no one was out except him.

Elder Hawthorne could only find some movement when he raised his head and looked further south.

In the south of "Dan-Azler", at the junction of the oasis and the desert, it is the station of the human cavalry who call themselves "Frost Maple Ridge".

To Elder Hawthorne's surprise, this group of human cavalry did not directly occupy the warm residence of the "Dan-Azler" sub-orcs like ordinary looters, but fought with all sub-orcs without any offense, Tents were erected on the outskirts of "Dan Azler";

The only sign that this sub-orc territory is under the control of humans may be the human sentinels who roamed the oasis in the night and kept the curfew on horseback—Elder Hawthorne was attacked when he went out with a cane An interrogation by a human sentry, but when he said it was the troll doctor's order, the human sentry nodded and did not embarrass him too much.

The human sentinel even said: "I wish you a speedy recovery".

No matter what, Elder Hawthorne couldn't connect this kind human cavalry and other humans who camped in an orderly manner south of "Dan-Azler" with the group of war machines that looked like ghosts and gods in the firefight yesterday.

Last year, even the Hammer of Purgatory's "insiders" of the Glorious Federation extorted money and killed many sub-orc civilians and Marlena's parents when they passed by. Dan Azler's Western humans, on the contrary, seem to be on the more civilized side.

Elder Hawthorne always found all this strange.

He sighed, and looked at the brightly lit human camp - although it was still early, there were already noises and bustles there, as if the group of humans were packing their bags and feeding the horses.

The old fox stared blankly at this scene until a familiar crisp voice sounded behind him:

"Grandpa Hawthorne!"

"Marlena!" Elder Hawthorne was startled and turned around hastily.

Then, he was stunned.

Because, the cat girl who rushed towards him seemed to be different from yesterday—it was still the same long skirt, and her beautiful hair was tied into long braids as before...

But Hawthorne always felt that this little girl grew up overnight.

Malena rushed towards the fox elder, and got into the arms of "Grandpa Hawthorne".Elder Hawthorne put his arms around the little cat girl, raised his head in a daze, and looked in the direction where Marlena was running:

That was Marlena's residence, that simple wooden house on stilts.

What made the fox elder stupefied was that at this very moment, a black-haired young human just walked out of the wooden house, leaning on the railing, looking boredly at the Asian orc dwellings in the oasis.

So, last night, Malena lived with that human being.

Elder Hawthorne felt an unknown fire rising from his chest.

"Marlena!" Elder Hawthorne grabbed Marlena's immature shoulders, pushed the girl away, and stared into her jewel-like eyes with grief, "You...that human! Yesterday! Last night! He did something to you. What?!"

Marlena froze for a moment, then blushed and shook her head without answering.

Everything was confirmed by the girl's silence, and Elder Hawthorne was struck by a thunderbolt.

"I...I'm going to kill him!" The fox elder grabbed the girl's shoulders and growled angrily, but he couldn't stop a tear from falling from the corner of his wrinkled eyes, "Damn... he How could...damn...you obviously just..."

"What? Don't!" Marlena was startled, she opened her arms and stopped in front of Elder Hawthorne, "No! Don't! Actually, it's all voluntary..."

Elder Hawthorne was stunned again.

He spent a long time chewing on the girl's words, and finally understood.He looked at Marlena in disbelief:
"Why...why...Marlena, why are you humiliating yourself like this?"

"Grandpa Hawthorne..." Marlena bit her lip, her cheeks flushed slightly, she turned her head and whispered, "...because...because I know—I can see...if he and I...and I... after one night, he really will never raise the butcher knife against 'Dan Azler'..."

"What?!" Elder Hawthorne said in astonishment, "What..."

"That's it." Marlena took a deep breath and looked at the old fox man solemnly, "That's it. He is the leader of the group of human cavalry...but...but he is this kind of person, I can tell. If I'd given myself to him, he'd have let 'Dan Azler' go."

"But he's a human being!" Elder Hawthorne growled, "Maybe... maybe after all you have paid for, he will still kill us all!"

"He won't." Malena said firmly, "He won't."

Elder Hawthorne let go of the hand holding Marlena's shoulder, and the muscles on his face twitched.

"Damn...you...Marlena, you are fascinated by his pretty face..."

The face of the cat girl suddenly turned red.She shook her head, bit her lip and said:
"Grandpa Hawthorne... You also saw his cavalry... What do you think of them, this group of 'Frost Maple Ridge' humans?"

This sudden topic change made Elder Hawthorne a little at a loss.He opened his mouth and sighed sadly:
"They... are very strong. Maybe stronger than anything I have ever seen in my life... I was in the regular army of the Federation when I was young, but... but this group of humans... they are very strong."

Malena gave a soft "hmm", and then sat down on the sandy grass of the small hill with her long skirt wrapped around her arms.

Elder Hawthorne sighed weakly, leaning on a cane, and sat cross-legged beside the cat girl.

"Grandpa Hawthorne..." Malena stretched out her slender hand, lifted a handful of sand from the ground to her eyes, and said softly, "...Actually, I've been thinking about it—not just this night just now, but from last year. In autumn, my parents and the others have been thinking...how long can we, 'Dan Azler', live in the Grace Oasis?"

Elder Hawthorne was stunned.

Malena raised the sand in her hands and let it fly into wisps in the morning wind of the desert.She stared at the flying sand obsessively, and said softly:

"Grandpa Hawthorne, every day since that night last fall I've been terrified... I've been terrified, because I know that one day, the Hammer of Purgatory will come back from the south, and I'll see those Disgusting orc soldiers, 'Dan Azler' brothers and sisters, will once again be forced to hand over the family's rations..."

Elder Hawthorne lowered his head and sighed.

Malena looked at the fox elder with gentle eyes, and said:
"But, Grandpa Hawthorne, you know last night, he... what did he say to me? The 'Hammer of Purgatory' is gone...the reason why they didn't come back all winter is because the orcs from 'Hammer of Purgatory' Died on the other side of the Dusty Mountains, at the hands of their 'Frost Maple Ridge'..."

"What?!" Elder Hawthorne suddenly raised his head and said in disbelief, "But...but that's the 'Hammer of Purgatory'..."

"Yes, but you also saw that this group of human cavalry, they... are very strong." Marlena chuckled, "Grandpa Hawthorne, do you know what I wanted to understand last night? That's... we can't actually stop this: Hammer of Inferno comes and goes, but there will be Sword of Inferno, Knife of Inferno - as long as 'Dan Azler' is on the breath of the orcs, We'll all be eaten alive by them one day...because we're not them."

"Marlena...Marlena!" Elder Hawthorne suddenly understood something, and looked at Marlena in shock, "You...you don't mean..."

"I think this group of humans may be better than the orcs in the north." Dan-Azler's girl leader lowered her head, fingering the grass blades on the ground with fingers as white as onion roots, "They didn't kill us , they'll go north to challenge the orcs... If they lose, business as usual, but what if they win? ... And, I feel they can win. I feel it."

"But they are humans! Humans, orcs, what's the difference!" Elder Hawthorne said bitterly, "Marlena, you are still young! You don't know, these so-called 'higher races' are actually the same kind! One day, when that human gets tired of playing with you, and when Dan Azler loses his value, this group of humans will also make our lives worse than death!"

"Maybe...but I've grown up, and I'm the leader of 'Dan-Azler'." Malena raised her head and looked at Elder Hawthorne with moist eyes, "I...I want to try .This time I want us sub-orcs to explore our own destiny—perhaps for the first time in our life. Grandpa Hawthorne...you...can you support me?"

Elder Hawthorne was stunned for a few seconds, then he put his arms around the little girl in front of him, and said sadly:

"Silly boy...Of course...I am your Grandpa Hawthorne...How could I not support you..."

Marlena gave a satisfied "hmm" and hugged the old fox with her backhand.

"That human boy...if he treats you badly...if he dares to beat you or bully you..." Elder Hawthorne growled sullenly, "Even if I fight this old bone, I will... "

"He is very good to me...Really, he is very good to me..." Malena said softly, recalling the scene of last night, and laughed.

—Perhaps the sweetest since last autumn.

……

In the center of the camp, Xia Houyan found Sean Mountbatten who was busy organizing the soldiers to pack their bags.

Seeing the Lord Lord approaching, Xiao En stood upright and saluted the military, as if he didn't know that the Lord Lord was busy playing with cats last night.

"Everything will be packed soon..." Sean reported, "Before noon today, we can leave Dan Azler and head north to the hinterland of the Federation."

Xia Houyan nodded and hummed.

"Also, is it necessary to keep some soldiers in Dan-Azler?" Sean asked, "Look at these sub-orcs, lest they do any tricks?"

"We don't want to keep anyone. We don't have many people, so we don't want to waste them in such insignificant places as the Oasis of God's Grace." Xia Houyan shook his head, "I confirmed with Marlena—their female leader— Now, they're not going to play tricks behind their backs—at least hopefully."

Sean nodded.

Xia Houyan turned around, looked at the oasis settlement in the distance, and sighed:
"In the end, I still didn't make up my mind to kill these sub-orcs—maybe time will eventually prove that my decision today was wrong, and you were right, Sean."

Sean Mountbatten laughed and said:
"You are the lord of our Frost Maple Ridge! The final decision should be made by you. As a staff member, I can give you a few suggestions. The same is true for the master of spiritual songs."

Xia Houyan patted Xiao En's shoulder in relief, and said with a broken smile:

"From now on, in the eyes of the master of spiritual songs, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape the hat of a 'murderer'..."

"I'm just a soldier." Sean shrugged and smiled.

Xia Houyan took a breath of the fresh air of the oasis, and said sadly:
"Sean, don't blame me for not following your suggestion. It is certainly the most convenient and quick way to kill all these sub-orcs... But Sean, do you know that when you raise the butcher knife to civilians, you are also doing yourself a favor?" The bottom line and order in my heart raised the butcher knife. Today, the Igor pioneer army can slaughter civilians, tomorrow, they may violate military discipline because of bloodthirsty and greed, and the day after tomorrow, they may even put a knife on my neck ...I have been asking Tom to tell the political commissars of the Frontier Army that once the devil is released, it cannot be locked back."

Sean's expression became serious.

"You are right." The Chief of Staff of Shuangfengling nodded.

Xia Houyan sighed:
"You may not believe it, but I have read too many examples in history books... I have seen armies that displaced countless civilians for victory, and armies that captured cities and did nothing to civilians—and war The final winner must be the latter. Xiao En, the real strength lies in the heart."

"Then our Igor Pioneer Army will definitely become the powerful army you expect." Sean saluted the army and assured the boss.

"Do it well. Later, I will ask Marlena to find a beautiful cat girl and fox girl among the sub-orc people, and introduce her to you as a wife." Xia Houyan chuckled, "I have really learned a lot this time, Sean, Do you know how many ways a cat's tail can be used?"

Sean was dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)