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Volume Two: My Country Seven Hundred and Seventy.  Archon's Messenger

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    The Greek's words caused a moment of confusion in the German, although his Chalkian was clear enough to express the words.  In order to cover up the embarrassing scene, Sigitis said: "Brave Tenados, I didn't expect that in addition to your amazing skills, you also have such wisdom. What a good saying."

    "This is not what I said, it was said by one of our Greek philosophers on the eve of his execution." Tenados bowed politely.

    Hellman looked at all this with a strange smile. He slowly stood up and clapped his palms, and the crowd who was holding the lottery suddenly fell silent.

    "In order to welcome the granddaughter of Ariovistus and the leader of our neighboring tribe, we Saxons have gathered together from various villages. It just so happens that tonight is the night of the full moon. Let us discuss some matters within the tribe.  !" His eyes glanced at the children gathered around the banquet.

    "Magath, Lokrenz, Rehagel, come to the front!"

    Three Germanic teenagers wearing brand new coats walked to the center of the open space with excitement.

    The Saxon leader looked at them with approval and said loudly:

    "These three young men have reached an age, as you all know: they never fell behind when they followed the team through the forest, they did not lose the trace of the beast when they were ordered to follow it, and when they encountered a sudden fright in the middle of the night, their first thought was  The only thing is to grab weapons - so I think they have withstood the test and they should be allowed to use weapons from today on! Dear tribesmen, what are your opinions? "

    The warriors, who were very excited by the strong drink, roared loudly and waved their short spears vigorously, indicating that they agreed to the three young men joining their ranks.

    Hellman waited for a while, but did not hear any sighs of disapproval. He nodded. Two big men with short spears and shields walked out of the crowd. They were the fathers of Magath and Lokrenz.

    They handed the spears and shields into the hands of their tribal leaders. Hellman looked solemnly and looked directly at Magath and Lokrenz.

    "Magath! Lokrenz! From today on, you are Saxon warriors! These are the weapons your father made for you. Remember - from now on, they are your life!" Heilman's high voice  echoed through the camp.

    Then, Heilmann¡¯s eyes passed over Magath and Rockrenz, who were holding weapons in their hands and were ecstatic, and fell on little Rehagel.  The child was standing strong, his face was flushed, he was biting his lips tightly, and tears were rolling in his eyes and refused to fall.

    Hellman's handsome and resolute face became gentle: "Rehagel, your father and uncle were both killed in the Danube River, so there are no relatives to make weapons for you today. However, last night I made a short spear and  A shield, they belong to you!" Following his words, the chief attendant brought up a short spear made of black iron and an oak shield.

    Hellman gently placed the weapon in Rehagel's hand, "I don't know what color you like, so there is no paint on the shield. You have to do it yourself."

    Little Rehagel¡¯s tears finally welled up uncontrollably, ¡°I will dye it red with the blood of my Saxon enemies!¡±

    "Rehagel, you are now a man." Heilmann's smile showed a hint of relief, "The tribe has built its own wooden house for you." The Saxon leader pointed to the three small wooden houses beside the camp, "Go and take a look.  You will live on your own.¡±

    The three children shouted and ran there. In the house made of logs, they found the daily utensils prepared by their mother and sisters: an animal skin spread on the ground, two coats hanging on the wall, and a few simple items.  pots and bowls, and a clay vat for water storage in the corner. Before they got married, their mother had to deliver meals every day for the time being.

    Just as the three new warriors were happily touching this and that in the house, a new ceremony began: a pair of Saxon young men and women named Sildes and Hesniya stepped forward and asked the tribe to approve them.  marriage.  After a brief discussion, Sigitis stood up and asked loudly who had objections to the marriage. After shouting three times, no one came out to object, so the application was approved.

    Silders is a brave and upright warrior. Although he has only been a member of the warrior team for a few years, he is already an experienced hunter.  It was thought that he had a good chance of becoming Hellmann's squire.  At this moment, he was looking at his lover happily. Hesnia was a little shy, but not as shy as a Roman woman when she got married. She blinked her beautiful big eyes and looked directly at Sir with affection from behind her long eyelashes.  Des.  On the side, Hesnia's parents appraised the pre-arranged gifts: Selders took out a yoke of oxen, a reined horse, a shield and a spear. The oxen was strong and the horse was strong.  Fatty¡¤This satisfied them and they felt that their son-in-law valued their daughter.

    "Hisnia's parents, are you satisfied with Seldes' gift collection?" Sigitis smiled broadly. As a priest, he was responsible for presiding over this sacred ceremony. Everyone in the venue fell silent and watched this scene together.  To the happy couple.

    Seeing Hesnia¡¯s parents nodding with smiles, Sigitis opened his throat: ¡°In the name of Freya, the beautiful goddess in charge of love, I declare Selders and Hesnia to be husband and wife!¡±

    There were no cheers as expected, and the venue was still silent. This surprised Tenados, who had just picked up a piece of fragrant wild boar meat. He put down the food and stared at the center of the venue to see what would happen next.

    Sildes, who was about to become her husband, took a step forward and stroked Hesnia's beautiful hair infinitely softly: "My dear Hesnia. When I returned from the dense forest one day, a girl was fetching water by the river.  Stare at me with a pair of eyes like stars in the sky; from that moment on, I will come to the river every day when it¡¯s time to fetch water. In countless silent stares, in my heart you are the embodiment of the God of Beauty. Today, I am.  According to the custom of us Germans, I gave you a gift. The short spear and the shield were taken from the first enemy I killed. They are my most precious things, so that you can  Stay with me from now on, and I dedicate them to your parents.¡±

    Hesnia's parents walked up to them solemnly and said to their daughter: "Our daughter, these gifts are not to suit the taste of women, nor can they be used as decorations for the bride - this is the greatest restriction.  , this is a sacred ritual, this is the divine power that protects marriage, in order to prevent you from giving up the desire to pursue noble behaviors and having the mentality to avoid the danger of war after marriage. Therefore, on this wedding night, we earnestly urge you  : You should share labor and hardship with your husband, enjoy the blessings with your husband in times of peace, and share the dangers with him in times of war, including the yoke of oxen, the reining of horses, and the weapons of war.  Just to clarify this meaning!¡±

    The beautiful Hesnia raised her head: "Sildes, I brought a pair of hand-made leather armor as my dowry. I spent countless nights sewing it carefully bit by bit,  May it protect your body. However, the only thing that can really protect you in danger is your bravery and my prayer to God. I will pass the wedding token you gave me to our son intact, and then pass it through him.  wives to their sons.¡±

    Silders held Hesnia in his broad and strong arms and kissed the bride's delicate lips deeply: "With you, apart from honor, I have nothing more to ask of Odin.  !

    The two lovers kissed each other passionately, even ignoring the cheers that just sounded. Now in their eyes, only the voice of the other person, Heilman, made them reluctantly separate.

    "Sildes and Hesnia, now that you are married, the wooden house that Soldes used to live in is too small. The tribal meeting decided to allocate a larger wooden house to you. You can move tonight.  Go into the cabin under the old oak tree."

    Hesnia¡¯s face was covered with a blush, and she tightened Selders¡¯ hand.

    "Then what are we waiting for?" After saying this, Hesnia dragged Selders and ran towards the new house under the old oak tree.

    Hesnia's mother hurriedly shouted: "Remember to bring something to cover and light the fire. It's cold, and you'll catch a cold easily if you're naked!" As the banquet roared with laughter, a sound of silver bell-like cackles came from the distance.  laughter.

    ¡°Heilman, you¡¯ve been in Rome. What¡¯s a Roman wedding like?¡± asked Edler, who was grinning widely.

    Hellman smiled and said, "Ah, the Romans are just the opposite of us Germans. There, the woman collects gifts from the man. If a woman does not have a generous dowry, a man with status is generally unwilling to marry her."  He glanced at Ya Yi'an and Tenados.  "Yayian and Tenados are here, you can ask them."

    Ya Yi'an nodded drowsily. The few rounds of toasts just now made him a little drunk. "Well, the Romans are a little strange. Well, I have never understood their customs."

    Like Ya Yi'an, the Greeks couldn't stand the Germans' drinking. They quietly picked up a bowl of barley porridge, but were caught by Edler who turned to look at him.  "Guest from Greece, why are you drinking this? Put up the wine glass. How can a man not drink at a German banquet?!"

    Sentumaros¡¯ attendant put down the porridge bowl with a wry smile, and another round of wine tasting began.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®

    Time flew by quickly, and like Tenados, Yayi'an didn't know how many bowls of wine he had drank.  The poor man drank so much that he could no longer move his tongue, but he could think clearly and knew that if he drank any more he would make a fool of himself.  So the German language teacher in Centumaros decided to leave.His companion at the same table struggled to hold the table with both hands, stood up unsteadily, and stammered that he had to leave.

    A series of jokes and sarcastic words accompanied Ya Yi'an as he stumbled away from the banquet. The thin Lombard man walked away from the lively crowd while constantly dangling around.  He stood there and thought for several minutes in front of the wooden house coated with a layer of bright oily clay that hosted him: Drunk, he was somewhat unwilling to return to the stuffy Germanic house without windows.

    Finally, he thought of a good idea, turned around hard, and stumbled in the other direction.

    In this way, he kept swinging, now to the left, now to the right - determined to go to the woods where the air was fresh and cool, and let the fresh air and the walk wake him up from the drunkenness caused by drinking.

    So, the birds on this forest path saw a staggering man: while he was stumbling, he was drawing messy patterns on the ground with his limp feet.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®  As soon as Ya Yi'an walked into the woods, he breathed hard. After inhaling a chest full of fresh air with the fragrance of leaves, he then walked deep into the woods to find the quiet, quiet place he desperately needed now.  A cool corner.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®  He wandered around on several paths with what little sanity he had left in his mind. Suddenly, Ya Yi'an's feet were tripped by a tree root that was covered by weeds and stretched out on the ground. His legs could no longer support him.  His body was broken, and he rolled out in a daze!

    After rolling for a while, he found himself lying on the soft grass at the foot of a steep slope. He was completely blocked by the lush weeds next to him, and next to him were several large trees with lush branches and leaves.  He leaned his back against the trunk of a century-old tree, sat down among the wild grass, and slowly fell asleep accompanied by the cool evening breeze.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®

    The moonlight in the Germanian jungle is as beautiful as the sunset in the Italian peninsula, and it also has a mysterious and solemn color. The Germans worship the moon very much. Unlike other ethnic groups, their moon god is a male; here  Under the mysterious moonlight, each part of the forest seemed to have doubled in size.

    In the middle of the night, Ya Yi'an suddenly heard a sound in his ears. Several small stones rolled in front of him. He felt that these small stones seemed to have been kicked down by a foot, and it seemed that someone was quietly walking on his head.  He walked very lightly, as if he was trying not to be heard.

    Ya Yi'an leaned forward curiously, and sure enough, a figure appeared. When this person walked onto the forest path, his figure gradually emerged from the darkness, and the moonlight illuminated him and the boy he was holding.  A horse, "It's a little strange to be traveling at this time?" The Lombard man murmured in his heart, but the traveler's walking manner was a bit nervous, evasive, and he had to stop and listen carefully every step he took, which made Yayi  Ann believed he came with some purpose.

    The visitor stopped in a small circular space not far from him, because two figures suddenly appeared silently in front of him and blocked his way.

    Seeing the person who suddenly appeared in front of him like a ghost, Ya Yi'an held his breath and instinctively shrank his body.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®

    "The wrath of the frost giant!" the visitor whispered, while cautiously placing his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

    "Mimir's resurrection!" replied the two men blocking the road.

    The visitor breathed a sigh of relief. "Take me to Heilmann. I have brought a message from the leader of the Germanic Alliance, the Archon."

    The two blockers did not give way. Ya Yi'an recognized them as two of Hellman's attendants. "You are late. You should have been here two days ago!"

    "You can't blame me. I want to hide my whereabouts. I found suspicious people on every road leading here. In the end, I had to take a small road to get here."

    The two attendants no longer hesitated and disappeared down the path with the visitor.

    Ya Yi'an was completely sober from the wine. He climbed up from the bottom of the slope and walked in the direction where the three people left.

    In Hellman¡¯s residence, four Germanic leaders looked at the envoy of the Germanic tribal alliance: the envoy was a sturdy middle-aged man, and he was accepting their scrutiny calmly.

    "Well, since you came from that man named Ernst, I think you should have brought his reply to our proposal." Heilman's voice was low.

    "Yes, I brought the words of the Archon!"

    "Then please tell me, you saw it - we are waiting for this answer."

    "Well, Lord Archon asked me to tell you that his answer to your proposal is that he cannot accept it!"

    The air in the room seemed to have solidified. Hellman remained calm, Uyl had a mocking look on his face, Kairuman slammed his fist on his leg, and Edler gasped angrily.

      "He only answered in one sentence?" Heilman cut off the messenger's observation, forcing him to focus on himself.

    "Of course not, respected leader, he also said"

    "Don't call me leader! I am Heilman! Heilman the German!" Heilman stood up, his eyes gleaming coldly, staring at the Marcomanians.

    The Marcomanian's Adam's apple moved: "Yes, respected Heilman! Our consul said that according to your plan, it is absolutely impossible to succeed!"

    Edler couldn't control his anger and grabbed the envoy's chest: "I tell you, your consul is shit! When you were in the most critical moment, we were determined to help you regardless of possible annihilation. Your  The Archons, satisfied with their victory, cast us aside!

    The messenger showed no fear on his face. Heilman, who carefully observed his expression, stopped Edler, and then said slowly: "But our consul has another suggestion, and I hope you can listen to it."

    "Say." Heilmann said, suppressing his anger.

    "Join the Germanic Alliance. Only in this way can we protect you." The messenger's words were still so calm: "A scattered Germanic country will never be an opponent of the Romans. Only when everyone unites can we succeed.  The defeat of Caesar's legion before has proved this well. "

    "A lucky victory is not enough to explain." Hellman stared at the opponent: "We will never join any alliance. We are not willing to obey the orders of the consuls like we obey the orders of the Romans, even without your help.  , we can also succeed!¡±

    "You cannot succeed because your enemy is Caesar, but when you fail we will be there to help you."

    ¡°No, it¡¯s not necessary, we will never accept such mercy!¡±
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