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Volume 2: My Country Seven Hundred and Sixty-Nine.  Saxon

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    Night fell quietly, and the bridge, which had been almost built, lay listlessly across the river.

    Those exhausted Roman soldiers had already fallen into a deep sleep. They probably never dreamed that at this time, the barbarians would come up with the idea of ????this bridge.

    From the time Centumaros decided to use troops against the barbarians and started building bridges until now, they have never encountered a barbarian attack, which also made them completely careless.

    They will probably never think that a person has come back:

    Consul of the Germanic Union: Ernst.  Brahm!

    More than two hundred figures appeared like ghosts. The Romans, who had already slept soundly, had no idea that danger was quietly approaching them.

    After successfully killing a few soldiers, more than 200 Germanic soldiers led by Wang Weiyi appeared.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®

    Buckets of pungent-smelling strange liquid were poured onto the bridge by Germanic warriors who didn¡¯t know what they were.  Their archons told them that when the fire touched these liquids, a blazing fire would break out.

    To be honest, the Germans don¡¯t really believe that such a dark liquid can have such an effect.

    All the gasoline has been poured out, and until now, there is still no reaction from the sleeping Romans.

    Wang Weiyi smiled and looked at his subordinates who had completed the task, then took a torch and gently placed it on the gasoline.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®

    The fire that filled the sky ignited instantly, lighting up the entire night sky.

    The Germans were stunned and couldn't believe that such a liquid could actually play such a great role.

    They looked towards the consul, only to find that the consul stood so straight and completely indifferent.

    The fire was burning, and finally, the panicked screams of the Romans came from over there, but at this point, what else could they do to change?

    Their hard work over the past few days was completely destroyed in this night.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®

    Guo Yunfeng was also watching. When the fire was completely out of control, he whispered: "Rambler, while you were away, I carefully studied the situation of Germania. Because of our victory over Caesar, those who did not join before  Our tribes have also come here after hearing the news. Now only a few tribes are still waiting, including the Saxons."

    "Oh, are they anything special?" Wang Weiyi asked smoothly.

    Guo Yunfeng nodded, and then told Wang Weiyi something special in a deeper voice.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®

    There is a piece of land occupied by forest swamps in the middle reaches of the Weser River. Only a few places are covered with lush water meadows. Rectangular wooden houses far apart are scattered here. This is the camp where the Saxons live.

    Today, before it gets dark, the bonfire has been lit and the aroma of barbecued game is wafting through the camp.  Naked German children were running around the rack where food was being grilled. There were also children squatting on the ground, eagerly watching the actions of the adults, who were making a light yellow thick sauce made of salt and other condiments.  Brush the game layer by layer to make the fragrance more attractive.

    Although these children were naked and dirty, they had a strong body that the Romans envied most, because they were all breastfed by their mothers.  In the distance, older children were rolling on the muddy ground with the tribe's sheep, pigs, and goats. There were children of tribal nobles and slaves. The Germans didn't care about this. The sons of slaves often  He would beat the chief's child until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and the future chief would only think about beating him back next time and never think about the identity of the father.

    A banquet was held in the open space in the center of the camp, preparing to welcome Urlia and Amalia who had returned from the Ariovistus cemetery, as well as Kairuman, the leader of the Lombards, and Edler, the leader of the Cherusi tribe.  It is said that the leaders of these two fierce cavalry tribes who have been allied for generations, like Kairuman, came to greet the granddaughter of Ariovistus.

    The Saxon women were busy placing wild fruits and cheese on the empty banquet seats. Of course, the mead and barley wine that the German men had to eat with every meal were also indispensable.

    The Greek Tenadus wandered around the tribe leisurely. From time to time, a few bold children wanted to reach out and touch his clothes, because the Greek costumes were so novel, and his Greek-style weapons and shields were being used by several people.  One of Armius's attendants held it in his hand and looked at it.

    Sentumarus¡¯ attendant¡¯s heart was not as relaxed as his expression: before arriving, Clemons, the attendant leader, secretly asked him to observe the Saxon¡¯s every move carefully and report to him immediately if any abnormality was found.  However, when arriving at this camp, everythingIt's all so peaceful and normal.

    ¡°Is Lord Centumaros a little suspicious?  Tenadus had no doubt that Clemons's instructions came from Centumaros. He murmured secretly and carefully pushed away a Saxon child, fearing that the mud on the child would stain his meticulous sewing in Athens.  Made clothes.

    Ya Yi'an next to him was beaming with joy. Along the way, he finally felt that he was a person. The leaders of the barbarian tribes who passed by and were still loyal to Rome were very polite to him.

    "I want that!" The Saxon child who was pushed away by Tenados said, pointing to the silver sword hook on his body.

    The Greek smiled bitterly. Now he didn't need to ask Ya Yi'an. He also understood the customs of the barbarians. No one was more generous and hospitable than the barbarians. It was considered a scandal to refuse guests behind closed doors.  Every savage will try his best to entertain guests according to his family's financial situation. If the host is unable to entertain, he will introduce another host to his guest and accompany him, without the invitation of the other host. The other host will do the same.  Entertain them graciously.  As far as the host is concerned, there is no difference between treating strangers and strangers. Whenever a guest leaves, give him whatever he asks for; similarly, the host does not hesitate to ask for gifts from the guest.  I like gifts very much, but I have neither the desire to repay kindness nor the thought of repaying kindness.

    Therefore, along the way, all the exquisite trinkets on Tenados were almost exhausted.  At this moment, he had no choice but to take out a small statue of the god Hermes and send the child away.

    As if the child had found a treasure, he turned around and ran towards a wooden house. It seemed that he was going to present the treasure to his mother. He was also chased by several children who were clamoring to see the statue.

    Tenados looked toward the largest wooden house, where the sound of drinking was coming.

    They couldn¡¯t wait any longer before the dinner started. Several leaders actually gathered there to start drinking. The barbarians were really cute.  He shook his head, a smile appearing on his lips.

    The situation in the big wooden house was not as lively as Centumaros' attendant thought. The four Germanic leaders looked solemn, and it was hard to believe that those hot-drawing shouts came from their mouths.

    "Kailuman, drink!" The Chelusi giant roared first, and then lowered his voice as hard as he could. This was really a hard thing for him.

    "Yes, we can't spare him. He drank like a bitch today! Edler, shut up! The three of us together can't match Herman's brains. Since he asked us to do this,  There must be a reason for him!" Uyl said unceremoniously. Apart from Hellman, he was the only one who could make Edler obey.

    Hellman, the young Saxon youth leader, was frowning at the moment, staring silently at the sterling silver wine glass in his hand - it was a gift from Caesar.

    "Don't worry, I won't let such a good wine go! It's rare that Governor Centumaros is so generous and actually sent so much wine from his cellar. We have something to drink today! Hellman, speak up,  Did you hear what we said?" Kailuman was obviously a little impatient.

    "I didn't miss a word of what you said! Friends, if I guess correctly, we are in trouble!" Heilman poured a glass of wine down his throat and spoke.

    "What kind of trouble?" asked Uyl, a delicate person, and at the same time he did not forget to shout "Good wine!"

    How do you tell these like-minded partners?  Could it be that you tell them that you have come to the conclusion based on Centumaros's eyes and some clues - Sentumaros has discovered the conspiracy?  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®  This is just a bit ridiculous!  Hellman smiled bitterly and reached out to the clay pot containing the wine.

    "Hailman?!" Edler did not lower his voice this time. The Chelusi leader's loud voice shook the house made of logs several times. There was only a low wooden wall between Haier and them.  Several of the Man family's cows were also startled by the sound and cried "moo" several times.

    "Edler, you can't stand this strong wine, haha. Although this wine is soft in the mouth, it has great staying power! If you drink it like water, I think you will go to the goddess in your dreams soon! Haha.  !" Uyl laughed and looked at Edler with reproachful eyes.

    "I think our plan has been noticed by Centumaros, a cunning Roman!" Hellman finally made up his mind and expressed his worries these days.

    The room suddenly became quiet, only the dry firewood burning in the fire pit on the ground made popping sounds from time to time, and wisps of smoke kept drifting towards the blackened roof, where a fire pit opened.  Big hole for smoke exhaust.

    "How did you know?! We had even concealed the cunning and suspicious Caesar from us before. What flaws did we reveal this time?" Wu Er whispered quickly.Asked, this time he didn't even bother to cover it up.

    Before Heilman could answer, he immediately pricked up his ears and put his index finger between his lips: "Hush, someone is coming!" Sure enough, the sound of conversation soon came from outside the door.

    "Hello, dear Elder Sigitis." The first person to speak was Heilman's chief attendant who was guarding outside the door.  "Haha, okay, okay, how's my nephew Heilman's drinking? This guy asked me to accompany the distinguished guests, but he secretly hid here with a few drunkards to drink Lord Centumaros' wine! Hey, I said,  Kailuman, the dinner is about to start, get out of here, or I will go in and grab your ears!" A loud voice spoke next.

    "Now let's go to the dinner party. After the banquet, we will all get together again in the name of gambling. Let's all look more natural and sprinkle some wine on our clothes." Heilmann waved decisively.

    Under the swaying of the big branches and leaves, the banquet was now crowded with people. Except for the empty row in the center of the banquet, the adult warriors of the Saxon tribe were sitting on the ground casually, with their weapons at hand.  These warriors were making a loud noise, showing off their past heroic deeds. The teenagers who were not yet qualified to become warriors stood aside and looked at these fathers and brothers with envy, while their mothers and sisters were still busy bringing food.

    Surrounded by their respective attendants, the four chiefs and Herman's uncle Sigitis came to the clearing majestically. At this moment, over Germania, the moon goddess Diana took over the position of her brother the sun god. The goddess was blinking.  With playful eyes, she spreads soft silver light over this vast land.

    The Saxon warriors stood up and saluted their leader and distinguished guests.  Hellman raised a horn cup and slowly poured the fat and wine filled into it to the ground, "Great Odin, please accept the offerings from your worshipers! Please favor the fearless warriors!"

    With his words, several of his attendants threw the whole pigs and sheep into the burning bonfire in the open space! The fire dinner officially began.  !

    Urlia and Amalia's faces were flushed by the firelight, and they looked particularly beautiful; taking off their gorgeous silk robes and putting on the linen dresses of Germanic women did not diminish their beauty.

    After everyone drank the first glass of wine, Sigitis, who was second only to Herman in the tribe, stood up. He was the younger brother of Heilman and Fraus's father, Sigimir, and was a distinguished elder of the Saxon tribe.  and priests.

    "Today, we Saxons welcome our distinguished guests¡ªthe granddaughters of the heroic Ariovistus. Thanks to the gift of the god Odin, they have returned to their hometown after enduring a long period of suffering. Sons of the Saxons,  Use your skills to welcome Uriya and Amalia!"

    A group of young men suddenly jumped out of their seats, quickly thrust swords and short spears upside down on the ground, then took off their clothes and stood naked in the small spaces left by the sword blades and spear points.

    The young men raised their swords together, pointed them into the air, and then violently knocked on the shields.  After a loud bang, a majestic singing voice sounded:

    "I saw my father, I saw my brothers, I saw my mother, thousands of ancestors, they are calling me! In the palace of Valhall, the souls of the warriors will become eternal"

    With the solemn singing, the Saxon youths with youthful and strong bodies began to dance the Germanic war dance among the spears and swords. They sang songs praising Odin loudly in their mouths and jumped nimble on their feet.  Suddenly, the Saxon youths jumped up and stabbed an opponent in the air.

    Amid Amalia¡¯s exclamation, these young warriors landed exactly where the other party had landed, and then stopped there motionless. The dangerous blades all over the ground did not hurt anyone at all.

    The sharp swords in their hands lit up the sky of the camp.

    After a moment of silence, people began to cheer for them like thunder. Next to Sister Ulya, Tenados was also excited by this primitive bravery and martial spirit.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®  When he was young, he left home and ventured around because of his admiration for the deeds of the great hero Hercules. He once slashed a giant python in a dilapidated temple, fought alone against a pack of wolves in the mountains of the Peloponnese, and even fought in Syria.  The Parthian rangers had fought fiercely in the desert, but this was the first time they had seen such a scene.

    "Brave Tenadus, you have given birth to countless famous heroes in Greece: Hercules who created twelve great deeds, the god-like Arcaeus under the city of Troy, Irene who drove the Argo and searched for the Golden Fleece.  Asong: Now, do you Greeks have such brave warriors and such quick young people?" Looking at the young people who returned to their seats in an instant, Uyl asked a question seemingly casually.

    Tenados shook his head and saw the flash of arrogance in the eyes of the Germans next to him. The young man who once killed the first warrior of Lombard smiled slightly: "?We Greeks really don't have such warriors now because we value something else more now.  "

    The German leaders and elders stopped drinking and began to listen attentively to the words of the Greek youth.

    "We Greeks now value exploring the meaning of life. How long is our life? Fifty years? Sixty years? Only a few decades. And we have too many desires that we want to realize, but experience tells us  , if a person's desire in one aspect is strong, his desire in other aspects must be weak, just like a stream that has been led into another channel, so we humans begin to torture ourselves.

    So what is the meaning of life?

    Our wise men reflected in the following way and came up with what seemed to be a shortcut to the right path: As long as we stick to the body and make the mind contaminated by the body and become incomplete, we will not be able to grasp the object satisfactorily.  , these objects are what we call truth.

    Firstly, the body causes countless disturbances in pursuit of survival; secondly, disease prevents us from exploring the truth; furthermore, the body is filled with love, fear, lust, fantasies and many other worthless things that make us  There is simply no leisure to think about other matters; wars, revolutions and strife are caused solely by physical desires.  The purpose of war is to seize wealth, and the purpose of seizing wealth is to satisfy physical desires.

    We are slaves to our desires.

    This is why we have so little time to think about the meaning of life.  Worst of all, even if we gain some time from our physical desires to conduct some research, the physical desires will again intrude into our thinking process, interrupting, disturbing, distracting and preventing us from catching the glimmer of truth.  .

    So they believe that in order to get the answer, they must get rid of the body and look at the things themselves with their hearts.  As long as we live, unless absolutely necessary, we should try to avoid communication and contact with the flesh as much as possible, so that we can continue to get closer to knowledge.  We should purify our souls before God saves us, and we should not allow our souls to be corrupted by physical desires.  In this way, we can be in contact with all things in nature as we are with ourselves, and gain pure and uncontaminated direct perception.  A person who offends the realm of pure truth without first purifying himself is undoubtedly violating the justice of the universe.

    All wise men must think without interruption and remind each other.  For anyone who has reached the end of life¡¯s journey, there are enough reasons to hope that in another world we can achieve the goals we strive to pursue throughout our lives. The end of life¡¯s journey will bring good things to those who have been preparing to purify their souls.  hope.  "
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