Chapter 570

Rohart looked at the breakfast in front of him.

This is a bowl shaped green leaf, which contains a shallow crystal clear liquid. It is said that this is the fresh dew in the morning.

And the living habits of the elves, this is their breakfast.

This tent is where the Elven king falls snow.

Being hanged in the oil pan that day, Lockhart thought he was dead. In his view, there is no need for the enemy to keep such a captive. What's more, these enemies are not "people". Since the beginning of the war, they have no habit of keeping captives. All the captured human beings have only one end in the end: they are killed and become their rations.

Rohart is not afraid of death, but he is still a little afraid of becoming these monsters. So the most thing he does every day is to pray silently, so as to strengthen his faith.

After being taken off the oil pan that day, rohart was wet through. It was sweat. And, to be honest, if he hadn't drunk water since he was captured, I'm afraid he would have been able to pee on the spot. It's not a shame, but a normal physiological reaction. It's not that he is not brave, but in fact, the so-called "warrior" is not the great and glorious image that has been deliberately beautified. Even brave people will be afraid before they die, but they have a stronger belief to support themselves, not to let the fear disappear, but the power of belief outweighs the fear.

But... He didn't die!

Moreover, he has been locked up in the big account of the spirit king, and has lived to this day.

Luoxue's attitude towards him is very strange: on the one hand. Luoxue didn't torture him to ask him anything, and even, compared with the status of "prisoner", rohart was given some preferential treatment. The Elven king told rohart that as long as he was in the tent, he could walk around at will, and even look at everything in the tent, as long as he didn't go out of the tent. Almost enjoy the treatment of the guests.

Except... The food I eat every day is not good.

Does it seem that these elves don't eat meat?

In the morning, I drink dew, but it's changing. Rose dew, Lily dew... But it's only dew after all.

At noon, they eat something strange like a pancake, which seems to be ground by some kind of plant. And at night... They make some fresh plants and fungi

Rohart remembers that after waking up, to this day, the elves didn't make themselves hungry. But the food sent by the elves really made rohart feel that he was becoming a rabbit eating grass.

Although the Elven king also said that he could order the orcs to send some meat. But rohart firmly refused the offer (or temptation?)

Because rohart was afraid: the orcs ate all kinds of meat, including human flesh! God knows whether the meat they sent is from animals or

This tent has a certain magic, which rohart gradually learned these two days.

At the moment, winter has begun in the north of the continent. But the Elven tent, like a giant mushroom, is actually the same. It's really a huge mushroom with magical properties. The edge of the umbrella drags all the way to the ground. A round handle in the middle supports the roof.

This is something made by the special magic seeds of the elves. The temperature is very comfortable inside. There is a cold wind outside, but inside. Rohart didn't feel the slightest chill.

The huge tent is divided into two rooms inside and outside. The king seems to live outside, and Luoxue will spend an hour or two chatting with rohart every day. This kind of chat situation, at the beginning, is only snow unilateral speech, and Lockhart either shut up, or scold, or sneer.

But gradually, Lockhart was surprised to find out. The spirit's patience is too good. No matter how bad his attitude is, the other side doesn't look angry. What's more, the knowledge of falling snow is really amazing!

The content of the conversation, Luoxue is very careful, never involving human military intelligence, but Luoxue is from the human Roland Empire astronomy, geography, humanities knowledge to history and culture, all the way very casual chat down. Often, the topic is free. Think of what say what

Although rohart is the son of a carpenter, he has been in the air riding group of tulip family ever since. After all, Dewey believes that a qualified officer must not be illiterate. In the tulip family, there has been a systematic and prescribed cultural curriculum for officers.

After three years in the northwest, Lockhart was not the carpenter's son who could only write his own name. At least, he's good at history. However, when chatting with the elf, he often felt very... Humiliated and ashamed.

Yes, shame!

This spirit talks about the history of the Loran empire of human beings, which is the history of civilization, which dynasty's rise and fall, and even some important national policies and political systems of the Loran empire from the founding to the present in history. When this spirit talks about it, he often talks about it casually, No matter how much rohart hated these enemies, he had to admit that this guy had to learn much better than the teacher who taught him when he was in the northwest!

I'm afraid that the only people I've ever met who can compete with this elf in knowledge are Duke tulip himself and the northwest administrator, Lord Philip. In order to vigorously promote the atmosphere of learning culture among officers, when he was in the northwest, as an example, Du Wei provided lessons for these officers personally, and Philip also taught them.

But Duke tulip's erudition is famous for the Empire! And Lord Philip is often called the talent of the prime minister. And he is also a famous scholar, Mr. blue ocean.

The most important thing is... They are all human beings!

But this spirit... As a spirit, it has such a profound understanding of human civilization. Obviously, it is not random. It must have been carefully studied with a strong purpose!

Even, it talked about some famous buildings of the Roland Empire, such as the wall of the imperial capital, the famous Magic Union six pointed star building of the imperial capital. The pottery of the temple of light, the vertical columnar hall and so on. When talking about falling snow, we can even go from the origin of this architectural style to its historical origin, historical background, and so on

These topics are obviously beyond rohart's comprehension.

There are also brilliant poems left by some famous poets in human history, those wonderful chapters, magnificent epics, beautiful operas and so on

It even gave rorhardt the illusion that there is no such thing in the world. What else does the elf not know?

What annoys him is that, as a human being, when the spirit of the other side talks with him about the splendid culture of his own nation, he often says nothing, or even a lot of things. I either know a little, or I have never heard of it!

Even falling snow could recite some ancient poems in more than two ancient languages of Roland, which rohart could not understand a word.

But... I'm human! It's just a foreign race!!

"I have read your general history of the mainland 31 times. There are also some versions in different times and before revision... Well, when I came to your empire last time, I got a lot of books in some northern cities, and I brought back about 4600 volumes altogether. "

Luoxue sat in front of rohart casually, her expression and tone seemed to chat with old friends: "to tell you the truth, I admire you human beings. You have indeed created a splendid civilization. "

"You have taken so much trouble to learn from our human civilization. What's the heart of Andi? " Lockhart cold channel.

"A thousand years ago, alagon, the founding emperor of the Roland Empire, said: to defeat your enemy, you must thoroughly understand your enemy. Well, according to historical records, the original saying should be: know yourself and know your enemy, and you will be invincible in a hundred battles."

(if Dewey were here, he would despise his past life and steal Sun Tzu's art of war.)

"Well. So you don't have a good heart. The more you study our civilization, the more vicious your intentions will be. " Lockhart shook his head.

"No. In fact, the opposite is true. " Luoxue shakes her head, with a faint smile on her face: "rohart, I'll tell you a secret, do you want to hear it?"

"Whatever you want." Lockhart's tone was cold: "you will say what you like, but I won't tell you any of my secrets."

Snow smile with a trace of mockery: "to me, you have no secret, rohart."

With that, Luoxue stood up. With a wave of her hand, the tent door closed silently and turned around. The king of spirits looked at the human prisoner with a faint voice

"The more I learn from your human civilization, the more an idea comes out in my heart. Although we are enemies now, with my understanding of your race, I feel more and more that it is possible to defeat you on the battlefield, but... It is absolutely impossible to completely defeat mankind, or to exterminate you."

When he said this, his eyes were clear and calm.

As the commander in chief of the invasion of criminals, it made rohart stay for a while to say such words.

"Do you remember what I told you two days ago about the expulsion of our races from this continent a long time ago?"

"Well, ten thousand years ago, you were expelled..." Lockhart shook his head. "Of course I remember."

The snow nodded.

Its subsequent voice, with a faint drift

"When I was born, I was far away in the north, over your frozen forest, over a huge ice sheet, over a mountain guarded by the dragon people, over a boundless wilderness. All the way north, that's where I was born. Unlike your fertile continent, it's a wild land. There is a lack of water, and the land can't even be described by words like "barren". If you have been to that place, you will understand that you squat on the ground, grab a handful of soil, and you will find that. Half of your hands are hard gravel. There are also dangerous mountains, but most of them are hard stones. Iron ore is extremely rare and rare. Even the common woods in your continent... We don't have them. Even if the Magic Seeds of our elves are planted, they will be rare.

There is a cold wind all year round. In winter, the wind fills people's eyes. Even a strong Orc can't go out. Because the strong wind can roll people directly into the sky. That kind of wind blows for about two months every year.

Ever since I was born... Or even earlier, ever since our race was first banished there, food has always been scarce.

It's in our place. The orcs did it thoroughly. When an old Orc reaches a certain age, he will take the initiative to say goodbye to his family and walk into the wilderness alone. Then quietly die is to reduce the waste of food!

In addition, when the young orcs were born, the family would strictly check the baby's physique. If it was agreed that the baby's physique was very weak and might not be able to become a strong laborer when he grew up, then the parents had to bear the sadness and despair and kill the baby, or... Send someone from the tribe. Use a broken car far away to push deep into the wilderness

Every autumn... For you human beings, it is a festival to celebrate the harvest.

Oh, yes, you human beings also have a major festival, called Qingfeng Festival, but in our place, what you don't know is: autumn, for us. It means: war!

The food harvested every year is very scarce. Never enough! So, in autumn. Many tribes will launch wars among themselves. In order to get food for the winter, those tribes will fight each other and snatch a little bit of food from each other

Can kill to kill, kill to the end, never win! Because the war subtracts a lot of population, only after a large number of people die in the war every autumn can the remaining people have enough food to survive the winter.

I see from the book that when you celebrate the harvest festival every year, you people sing and dance, and brew a lot of wine... But when winter comes, the young orcs will say goodbye to their wives and children, and then they will gather one by one and go to the battlefield to die. When they go, no one knows whether they can come back alive or survive this winter.

Living in this fertile continent, you may never experience that kind of pain and cruelty. "

Although in a hostile position, when rohart heard this, he still couldn't help being moved!

The voice of falling snow is still so quiet, and its tone seems to show a touch of sadness

"All the orcs, the dwarves, and our elves, including me. When we are born into this world, our elders will tell us that we are not born to live in such a desolate world. Our ancestors once lived in a fertile continent, where there are countless sweet and clear lakes, countless rivers, dense and boundless forests, and fertile soil that can be picked up, pinched or even pinched out! With abundant rainfall, gentle wind and warm sunshine, our ancestors once lived in such a beautiful land.

However, we have lost that piece of land.

We were defeated by a race called "human beings". Evil and greedy human beings drove us away and occupied that continent, forcing our children and grandchildren to live in this hungry and cold world!

Generation after generation!

Every one of us has been instilled with these things from the beginning. Then, every time the elder tells us, he will tell us in a hopeful tone: we must work hard. One day, when we are strong, we will return to that fertile land to avenge our ancestors, kill all those greedy and evil human beings, and take back our homeland! "

That's all. Luo Xue clenched her fist: "every orc, dwarf and elf has been instilled in them since childhood until the day they die!"

Rohart was moved.

Although he is only the son of a carpenter, he can still feel the shock of his words!

This... Countless generations, repeatedly instill such ideas. When the desire and hatred that have been precipitated for thousands of years break out, it will be a kind of terrible huge energy?!

Do human beings have this kind of crazy belief??

"I am the king of the elves." Falling snow said softly: "I was born to bear this responsibility. I will bear the future destiny of my tribe on my shoulders. My father is king, my grandfather is king, and so is my great grandfather. Me, too! Therefore, as the king of every generation, we are always looking for ways to return.

When I was born, it snowed heavily. My father named me Luoxue. When I was not an adult, my father died... He left the tribe and went to the human world with the strong of several tribes.

I know... He must have died at the foot of the holy mountain guarded by the dragon people.

As a matter of fact, we "criminals". Leaders of every generation will take the strongest in the clan to take risks in your human world and try to get through the way home. But. Every generation, no one can come back alive. "

"I used to hate people so much." Snow smile, its smile with a hint of ridicule: "just like my childhood was infused with the thought: human beings are robbers, greedy and evil race, they robbed and occupied our homeland. And our only goal is to kill back! Kill all of you human beings! To exterminate your race completely! Otherwise, it will not be enough to wash away the tragic fate we have suffered in the past ten thousand years. It's not enough to make up for those old people who commit suicide in the wilderness after they are old, those weak little lives who were killed just at birth... After 10000 years, this blood debt is too big! To a great extent, unless washed with blood, there is no room for relaxation at all! "

"I once held this strong belief: kill all human beings! Exterminate the human race!! But... "

Snow gently shook his head, its smile some no wonder: "but. Now I don't think so... Because. As I learned from your human civilization, I had to force myself to accept the fact that you are such a race. It can't be extinct! At least, we races can't! Maybe it can be conquered, but it can't be exterminated! "

Said, the snow sighed gently, its voice gradually lowered down: "but, my this kind of idea, is only my own... Those orcs, they don't think so. Until now, the orcs have always insisted that we can only survive if we kill all human beings... However, I am very pessimistic that this goal can never be achieved in advance, even if the war lasts for 10, 50, 100 years!

It may be possible to defeat a nation. But it is absolutely impossible for us to completely wipe out a race that has developed for tens of thousands of years and has a mature civilization. In my opinion, this is a dead end. This war will continue and will continue! Go on! I can't see the direction of the future, or even a glimmer of hope. I'm 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 asked Luoxue a question: "well, what do you want?"

"Me?" Snow gently smile, it looked at the human in front of: "I want peace... We elves have never been a warlike race, we just want peace. As long as we have a home for our own reproduction, it is enough. "

Said, snow pointed to the outside of the tent.

Its smile is very bitter: "just a few days ago, we have begun to grow food in the land that has been occupied around us. For you people, this is the north of the continent, the land is not fertile enough, but for us, compared with the place where we live for generations, the land here is almost unimaginable fertile! They have started to grow food, and next year they will get the first harvest! Those grains will continue to be supplied, and our army will continue to fight here! In the occupied land, we will stay here firmly. Unless we all die, we will never leave! We waited 10000 years to get back here. Now there's no power to back us up! Grain has been planted this year and will continue next year! The year after next, the year after next... The year after next... Generation after generation, the war will not stop! "

Lockhart's face became severe involuntarily. He murmured, "I think I understand what you want to say... Hum!"

"This is a war doomed to no winner. There will never be a winner. " The falling snow said softly.

Lancang Grand Canal.

A Loran navy warship moored at the dock of the imperial capital.

To the surprise of the porters on the wharf, such a warship actually berthed in the civil harbor, and the ship was very dangerous. Soon, in the imperial capital, a group of fully armed guards from the Imperial City arrived to close the dock.

For a whole day, no cargo was unloaded and no one got off the ship. And there are onlookers around. Someone once saw it in the distance. In a day. There were three palace envoys dressed in court ceremonial officials in succession, accompanied by the royal guards, boarded the ship.

Such a new thing immediately attracted the attention of many people who wanted to do it.

At the same time, in the imperial palace. A heated debate is unfolding.

"I firmly oppose it!"

In the main hall, an old man with white hair and beard, dressed in a very strict wide robe, waved his hands excitedly. Arguing loudly.

Then he looked up at the two men sitting high on the throne... Little Charles, the present emperor of the Empire, and his father, his Royal Highness The Regent of the Empire.

"Your majesty! Your highness! " The old man quickly and firmly roared: "I firmly oppose giving those aborigines beyond the standard of courtesy!! They are different from those on the grassland! We have been confronting each other on the grassland for many generations. Although we are not willing to admit it, we have to say that we have basically acquiesced in the fact that we are an independent regime on the grassland! They have the power to compete with us locally, the Empire as a compromise. He has already admitted the fact that "Wang Jue" is the Lord of the grassland! In terms of etiquette, if we are the envoys of the grassland king, we can give them the treatment of a dependent country. But... These Nanyang natives can't do it!! If we... It's humiliation! It means that the Empire recognized the legitimacy of the kingdom of these aborigines in Nanyang! Your majesty! Your highness! Some first time, there will be a second time! With a third time... It will become a routine in the future!! I don't think such a precedent can be set! Otherwise, in the future, if the aboriginal tribes on any island call themselves kings and send people to the Empire, will we all give them the treatment of a kingdom envoy? "

And then it goes with it. It's some of the old men in the military. A lot of people still belong to the Navy system“ I agree with the Minister of etiquette An old military official bowed, his brow with a trace of anger and pain: "Your Majesty. Your highness! Once upon a time, our huge navy was invincible in Nanyang! Those Nanyang natives, only bear our share of wanton rubbing! Even now, they never have the power to compete with us, never!! For these aborigines, they are just granaries of the Empire. We can harvest them at any time when we need them. But now, we call it "country"! This is absolutely something we can't admit! They are different from grassland people. Grassland people have the strength to compete with us, but these Nanyang natives don't have it! "“ 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 should also consider the influence of public opinion. If the northwest grassland people know this, they will laugh at us for being too weak!! 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.