Chapter 610 Chapter 570 Ten Thousand Years of Faith

Rohart looked at the "breakfast" in front of him. It is a green bowl-shaped leaf filled with a shallow, crystal-clear liquid—it is said to be fresh morning dew. As for the living habits of the elves, this is their breakfast. This tent is where the elf king falls snow. Rohart thought he was going to die that day when he was hung on the frying pan.In his opinion, there is no need for the enemy to keep him as a prisoner—what's more, these enemies are not "people".Since the beginning of this war, they have no habit of keeping prisoners. All human beings who are caught have only one end in the end: they are killed and become the rations of these guys.

Rohart is not afraid of death, but he still has a little fear of becoming these monsters' rations, so what he does most every day is to pray silently to strengthen his faith. After being unhooked from the frying pan that day, Rohart was actually soaked through—it was sweat.Moreover, to be honest, if he hadn't drunk water after being captured, I'm afraid he could really urinate on the spot in that scene - there is nothing shameful about it, but a normal physiological reaction.It's not that he's not brave, it's just that the so-called "warriors" are not those great and glorious images that are deliberately beautified.Even brave people are still afraid and afraid before they die, but they have stronger beliefs to support themselves-not to say that the fear disappears, but the power of belief overwhelms fear.

But...he didn't die! Moreover, he has been locked in the big tent of the Elf King and has survived to this day. Luoxue's attitude towards him was very strange: on the one hand, Luoxue didn't torture him to ask him anything, and even, compared to his status as a "captive", Rohart received a certain degree of preferential treatment.The Elven King told Rohart that as long as he was in this tent, he could move around freely, and even look through everything in the tent at will - as long as he didn't step out of the tent, he almost enjoyed the treatment of a guest. Except... the food I eat every day is a little bit worse.

—Do these elves seem to be non-meat eaters? What I drank in the morning was dew, but in different forms, rose dew, lily dew...but it was just dew after all. At noon, they eat a strange pancake-like thing, which also seems to be ground from some kind of plant.And at night... they will make some very refreshing and fresh plants and fungi... Rohart remembered that after he woke up, until today, these elves did not make him hungry, but the food sent by the elves really made Rohart feel that he was about to become a rabbit—a rabbit eating grass. Although the elf king also said that it could order the orcs to send some meat over.But Rohart resolutely rejected the offer (or temptation?)

Because Rohart is very afraid: those orcs can eat any meat - including human flesh!God knows if the meat they sent was from animals, or... There is a certain amount of magic in this tent—this is what Rohart has gradually learned over the past two days. At this moment, winter has begun in the north of the mainland.However, this elf's tent is like a huge mushroom-in fact, it is.It is indeed a huge mushroom with magical attributes.The umbrella-like edge reaches to the ground, and a round handle in the middle supports the roof. This is something made by the special magic seeds of the elves. The temperature inside is very comfortable, and the cold wind is already blowing outside, but inside, Rohart can't feel the slightest bit of coolness.

This huge tent is divided into two rooms, the inside and the outside. The elf king seems to live outside, and Luoxue spends an hour or two chatting with Rohart every day.In this kind of chatting situation, at the beginning Luo Xue was talking unilaterally, and Rohart either kept his mouth shut, cursed or sneered. But gradually, Rohart was surprised to find that the elf's patience was unbelievably good, no matter how bad his attitude was, the other party didn't seem angry at all.And... Luoxue's knowledge is really amazing! The content of the conversation, Luoxue was very careful, and never involved the military situation of human beings, but Luoxue chatted casually all the way from the astronomy, geography, humanities knowledge of the human Roland Empire to history and culture, and the topics were often wild and unconstrained. what say what...

Although Rohart is the son of a carpenter, he has also undergone some cultural studies since he entered the Tulip family's air cavalry regiment. After all, Du Wei believes that qualified officers must not be illiterate.In the Tulip family, there has been a systematic and regulated cultural curriculum education for officers at the military level. Rohart has been in the Northwest for three years, and he is no longer the son of a carpenter who can only write his own name.At least, he was good at history.However, when chatting with this elf, he often felt very... humiliated and ashamed. Yes, shame!

This elf talked about the history of the Roland Empire of human beings, clearly and logically, the history of civilization in which era, the rise and fall of which dynasty, and even the history of the Roland Empire from its founding to the present, some major national policies, the political system of the empire, etc. When this elf often talks about it, he picks it up casually and talks eloquently-this kind of bearing, no matter how much Rohart hates these enemies in his heart, he has to admit that this guy's knowledge is probably far better than his own in the northwest. When you are in the classroom, the teacher who teaches you is much better!

I am afraid that among the people I have ever met, the only ones who can compare with this elf in terms of knowledge are the Duke of Tulip himself, and the chief administrator of the Northwest, Philip. , As an example, Du Wei once taught these officers personally, and Philip also taught these officers. But Duke Tulip's erudition is well-known in the empire!Mr. Philip is also often called the talent of the prime minister, and he is also an apprentice of the famous university student Mr. Lan Hai. Most importantly...they are all human! But this elf... As an elf, it has such a deep understanding of human civilization, obviously it didn't do it randomly, it must have been studied carefully - with a strong purpose!

He even talked about some famous buildings of the Roland Empire, such as the city wall of the imperial capital, the famous magic union hexagram building in the imperial capital, the pottery-style pillared hall of the Temple of Light, and so on.When Luoxue talked about it, he could even go from the origin of this architectural style to the actual historical origin, background of the times, and so on... These topics are obviously beyond the comprehension of Rohart, who is fluent in literature and ink. There are also some brilliant poems left by famous poets in human history, those wonderful chapters, magnificent epics, beautiful operas, etc...

It even caused Rohart to have a slight illusion: Is there anything in this world that this elf doesn't know? What annoyed him was that, as a human being, when the elf of the other party talked about the splendid culture of his nation with him, he often kept what he said speechless, and even a lot of things, he either had a half-knowledge, or simply Never heard of it! Luoxue can even recite some ancient poems in more than two ancient languages ​​of the Roland Continent-Rohart can't even understand a single word of these languages. But... I am human!It's nothing but an alien race! ! "I have read your general history of the mainland thirty-one times, and there are some versions with different ages, and the version before the revision... Well, when I came to your empire last time, I was in some cities in the north , got a lot of books, and I brought back about 4,600 volumes in total.” Luo Xue sat in front of Rohart very casually, her expression and tone seemed to be chatting with old friends: "To be honest, I admire you humans very much. You have indeed created a very splendid civilization." "You spend so much time studying our human civilization, why worry about it?" Rohart said coldly. "A thousand years ago, the current founding emperor of the Roland Empire, Aragon, said a word: To defeat your enemy, you must first understand your enemy thoroughly. Well, the original sentence recorded in the history books should be: Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles." (If Du Wei were here, he would definitely despise his previous life and plagiarized Sun Tzu's art of war.) "Hmph, so you have no good intentions. The more you study our human civilization, the more vicious your intentions become." Rohart shook his head. "No, actually, it's quite the opposite." Luoxue shook her head, with a slight smile on her face: "Rohart, I'll tell you a secret, do you want to hear it?" "Whatever you want." Rohart said indifferently: "You will naturally say what you want to say, but I will not tell you any of my secrets." There was a hint of mockery in Luoxue's smile: "For me, you have no secrets, Rohart." After finishing speaking, Luoxue stood up, and with a light wave of his hand, the tent door closed silently. Turning his head, the Elf King looked at the human captive, with a faint tone: "The more I learn about your human civilization, the more I have a thought in my heart. Although we are enemies now, as I understand your race, I feel more and more that perhaps it is possible to defeat you on the battlefield. Yes, but...it is absolutely impossible to completely defeat human beings, or exterminate your race." When it said this, the look in its eyes was very clear and calm. As the commander of the criminal invasion, Rohart was stunned when he said such words. "You still remember what I told you two days ago, that our races were expelled from this continent a long, long time ago." "Well, you were expelled ten thousand years ago..." Rohart shook his head: "Of course I remember." Luo Xue nodded. Its subsequent voice, with a hint of erratic... "When I was born, I was far, far away in the north, across your frozen forest, across a huge ice field, and then across a high mountain guarded by dragons, across a boundless wasteland, going north, where It is the place where I was born. Unlike your fertile continent, it is a barren land. There is no water, and the land is far from being described by even words like 'barren'. If you have been to that place, you will Got it—you squat on the ground and grab a handful of soil, you will find that half of your hands are hard gravel. There are also dangerous mountains there, but most of those mountains are hard stones, iron Mines are extremely rare and rare. Even the common woods on your continent... We don't have them there, and even if the magic seeds of our elves are planted, they will be sparse. There is a cold wind blowing there all the year round. In winter, the strong wind fills people's eyes. Even the strong orcs are not allowed to go out.Because the strong wind can roll people directly into the sky.That kind of wind blows for about two months every year. Food has always been a scarce thing since I was born...or earlier, since our race was first deported there. In our place, the orcs did a very thorough job.However, all orcs who are old and frail, when they reach a certain age, will take the initiative to say goodbye to their families, go into the depths of the wilderness alone, and then die quietly - just to reduce the waste of food! Also, when young orcs are born, the clan will strictly check the baby's physique. If it is unanimously determined that the baby's physique is very weak, and it may not be able to become a strong labor force when it grows up, then the parents must endure the sadness and pain. In desperation, kill the weak baby, or...the tribe specially sends someone to drive a broken car far away into the depths of the wilderness... Every autumn... for you humans, it is a festival to celebrate the harvest. Oh, yes, you humans also have a major festival called the Qingfeng Festival—but what you don’t know in our place is: autumn, for us, means: war! The food harvested each year is so scarce that there is never enough!Therefore, when autumn comes, wars will be waged between many tribes. In order to take away the grain for the winter, those tribes will fight each other and snatch the pitiful little grain in each other's hands... But killing and killing, until the end, there is never a winner!Because the war has reduced a lot of population, after a large number of people die in the war every autumn, the remaining people will have enough food to survive the winter. I read from the book that when you humans celebrate the Harvest Festival every year, you sing and dance, and brew a lot of wine... But in our place, when winter comes, the prime of the orc clan will bid farewell to their wives and friends. The children, then gathered in batches, went to the battlefield to die.When they left, no one knew whether they could come back alive or survive this winter. Those of you who live on this fertile continent may never experience that kind of pain and cruelty. " Despite being in a hostile position, Rohart couldn't help but feel moved when he heard this! Luoxue's voice was still so faint, and there seemed to be a hint of sadness in its tone... "All orcs, dwarves, and us elves, including me. Every one of us, when we are born, come to this world, and when we are sensible, the elders will tell us: We are not born to live In such a barren world. Our ancestors used to live on a fertile continent, where there were countless sweet and clear lakes, countless rivers, and dense and endless forests. The fertile soil that can squeeze out the grease! There is plenty of rain, gentle wind and warm sunshine-our ancestors once lived in such a beautiful land. However, we lost that piece of land. We were defeated by a race called 'Humans', evil and greedy humans, who drove us away and occupied that continent, making our children and grandchildren forced to live in this hungry and cold world! Generation after generation! Each of us has been instilled with these things since we were sensible.Then, every time the elders finished speaking, they would tell us in a tone full of longing: We must work hard, and one day in the future, when we are strong, we will return to that fertile land, avenge our ancestors, kill Just those greedy and evil humans, take back our homeland! " Having said that, Luoxue clenched her fists: "Every orc, dwarf, and elf has been instilled with these things since childhood, until the day they die!" Rohart was moved. Even though he was only the son of a carpenter, he could still feel the shock of what he said! This... Countless generations have repeatedly instilled such thoughts, and the longing and hatred that have been accumulated for thousands of years... When it erupts, what kind of terrifying and huge energy will it be? ! Humans nowadays...do they have such crazy beliefs? ? "I am the king of the elves." Luoxue said softly, "I was destined to take on this responsibility when I was born. I want to bear the future destiny of my tribe on my shoulders. My father is the king, and I My grandfather was a king, and my great-grandfather was also a king. I... too! So, as kings of every generation, we are always looking for ways to return. In the day when I was born, it was snowing heavily, and the name my father gave me was Luoxue.And when I was not yet an adult, my father died... He left the tribe, took a few strong men in the tribe, and went to the human world. I know...he must have died at the foot of the sacred mountain guarded by the dragon clan. In fact, we 'criminals', the leaders of each generation, will take the strongest members of our clan to take risks in your human world, trying to find a way back home.However, in each generation, no one can come back alive. " "I used to hate humans so much." Luoxue smiled, and its smile contained a hint of mockery: "It's just like the thoughts I was instilled in when I was a child: Humans are robbers, a greedy and evil race, they rob and occupy our homeland And we criminals, the only goal is to kill you back! Kill all of you humans! Completely exterminate your race! Otherwise, it will not be enough to wash away the tragic fate we have suffered for nearly ten thousand years, and it will not be enough to make up for it. In the past ten thousand years, those old people who went to the wilderness to commit suicide after they got old, those weak little lives that were killed just after they were born... After ten thousand years, this blood debt is really too big! Huge! To such an extent, unless it is washed with blood, there is no room for relaxation at all!!" "I used to hold this strong belief: kill all human beings! Exterminate the human race!! But..." Luoxue shook his head lightly, and his smile was a little strange: "But, now I don't think so... because, as I learn about your human civilization, I have to force myself to accept a fact: you are such a Races cannot be exterminated! At least, we races cannot do it! We may be able to defeat them, but they cannot be exterminated!" As he said that, Luoxue sighed softly, and his voice gradually lowered down: "However, my thoughts are only my own... Those orcs, they don't think so. The orcs have been here until now. They all insist that only by killing and exterminating all human beings can we survive... However, I am very pessimistic that this goal may never be achieved beforehand—even if the war lasts for ten, fifty, or one hundred years... Can't do it! It might be possible to defeat a nation.But to completely wipe out a race that has developed for tens of thousands of years and has a mature civilization... This is definitely not something we can do.In my opinion, this is a deadlock and the war will go on - and go on!continue!I couldn't see the direction of the future, and I couldn't see even a glimmer of hope.I am afraid that my generation, my next generation, and the next generation will continue to fight like this.Endless! " When Rohart heard this, he frowned, and finally couldn't help asking Luoxue a question: "Then, what exactly do you want?" "Me?" Luoxue smiled softly, looking at the humans in front of him: "I want peace... We elves have never been a warlike race, we just want peace. As long as we have a home that allows us to thrive, enough." As she spoke, Luoxue pointed to the outside of the big tent. Its smile is very bitter: "Just a few days ago, we have started to grow food in the surrounding land. For you humans, this is the northern part of the continent, and the land is not fertile enough, but for us, it is quite Compared with the place where we lived for generations, the land here is already unimaginably fertile! They have already started to grow food, and they will get the first batch of harvest next year! Those food will continue to be supplied to our army to continue fighting here! In these lands that have been occupied, we will firmly guard here, and we will never leave unless we are all dead! We have waited ten thousand years to return here, and now there is no power to make us retreat! This year's food has been planted, and next year will continue! The year after, the year after... and the year after... from generation to generation, the war will not stop!" Rohart's face became serious involuntarily, and he murmured: "I think, I understand what you want to say...Hmph!" "This is a war destined to have no winner. There will never be a winner." Luo Xue said softly. ... Lancang Grand Canal. A naval warship of the Roland Empire was moored by the pier of the imperial capital. To the surprise of the porters on the pier, such a warship was moored at the civilian port, and soon, a group of heavily armed royal guards arrived in the imperial capital, and the pier was tightly martialed. stand up. For a whole day, no cargo was unloaded from this ship, and no one disembarked.There were onlookers around, and someone from far away had seen that in one day, three consecutive court envoys dressed in court ceremonial officials, accompanied by the Royal Forest Army, boarded the big ship. Such a novelty immediately attracted the attention of many caring people. At the same time, a fierce debate was unfolding in the imperial palace of the imperial capital. "I firmly oppose it!" In the main hall, an old man with white beard and hair, wearing a very strict and loose robe, waved his hands excitedly, arguing loudly. Then, he looked up at the two people sitting high on the throne... His Majesty the current Emperor of the Empire, Little Charlie, and His Majesty's father, His Highness the Regent of the Empire. "Your Majesty! Your Highness!!" The old man growled quickly and resolutely: "I am firmly opposed to giving those natives extra courtesy!! They are different from those on the grassland! The grassland has been confronting us for many generations. I am willing to admit it, but I have to say that we have basically acquiesced to the fact that we have an independent regime on the grassland! They have the power to compete with us in some areas. As a compromise, the empire has recognized the grassland lord 'Wang Jue' back then In terms of etiquette, if we are the envoys of the Prairie King, we can treat them as vassals. But...these aborigines in Southeast Asia are definitely not allowed!! If we...that would be a kind of humiliation! It means that the empire has recognized these aborigines The legitimacy of that kingdom in Nanyang! Your Majesty! Your Highness! If there is a first time, there will be a second time! If there is a third time... it will become a practice in the future!! I think this kind of precedent is absolutely Can’t open it! Otherwise, in the future, if any indigenous tribe on the island claims to be king and sends people to the empire, will we treat them like a kingdom envoy?” Those who followed suit were some senior veterans of the military, and many of them still belonged to the naval system. "I agree with the Minister of Etiquette." A military veteran bowed, with a trace of anger and pain in his brows: "Your Majesty, Your Highness! Once upon a time, our huge navy was invincible in Nanyang, and we could take whatever we wanted! The aborigines can only bear the burden of our wanton rubbing! Even now, they have never had the power to compete with us, never have!! For these aborigines, they are just the granaries of the Nanyang empire. When we need , you can go to harvest at any time. But now, we actually call it a 'country'! This is absolutely something we cannot admit! They are different from the prairie people. The prairie people have the strength to compete with us, but these Nanyang natives do not!" "If we admit that they are a 'country', then according to the imperial code and etiquette, we must give them the treatment of a country... and there will be a lot of trouble in the future! We also need to consider the influence of public opinion. Northwest If the grassland people know about this, they will laugh at us for being too weak!! The Nanyang natives are only worthy of being our slaves, they are not worthy of being our guests!" The Minister of Etiquette raised his fist and roared.