Chapter Ninety-Six: The Bagpipes Blowing IV
Ella the Huntress is a lively woman who never lives in her own world, as almost all of Phocles knows. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ But what no one knows is that whenever Helsing starts broadcasting, she disappears from people, because she likes to hide and listen alone.
"The Last Words of the War Dead", as you may know, is not a joyous show. Just listening to the slightly sad music in front of her, her tears will flow - no one in this era can understand that people have two sides. The female man who is rough on the surface is either a delicate and delicate female literary youth in his heart, or a female literary young woman who has not yet been developed, and there is no third kind.
With this strategy, there is no disadvantage.
"My child, I know you're listening." As the music was low, a man's voice suddenly sounded - it was not Helsin's, but it made Ella's heart tremble - the man's voice continued, "I can't say my name, because you are still in your hometown, and if the lord knows who I am, it will be in danger."
β¦β¦ A few months ago, I told you I was going to Phocles. Now that I'm here in Hersin...... You should know what happened to me. Don't cry, you know! You know why I left, I'll tell you...... I'll avenge your mother! Also earned a few ...... Your dad and I are worth it! Now I come here to eat meat and drink wine in a big bowl, and life is very good.
β¦β¦ When you are older, you will go to Phocles, and when the time comes, report my name, and have land and a pension!" If they dare to repay their debts, Hai Lao will trouble them! β
"Daddy!" A childish voice suddenly sounded, this was Helsin's two-way connection.
"Shut up!" The man immediately shouted loudly, "Didn't you stop talking!" β¦β¦ Kid, don't let people know who your dad is, that's safe. Unless in Phocles, unless one day, the nobles of this world die...... Tell me who your dad is!
Well, say no more, and death is like fire. Child, don't worry about your father, live well! Find a wife to have children...... Daddy is looking at you! β
The voice hung up, and Ella cried profusely. On the earth, I don't know how many people burst into tears.
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"Wife...... It's me. "A rough Nord voice.
"You? I'll just say you're a dead ghost and can't find anyone! You bastard, why are you dead, you, why don't you run... Woo woo woo ~ " The crying woman's voice sounded on the radio and outside her body at the same time. Ella shrank into the shadows of the roof, then poked her head out. She saw a stout Aunt Nord covering her face and crying bitterly, and several women comforting her...... It seems to be the family of the members of the mountain regiment who have just returned.
"I ...... I ran in the wrong direction. "Very speechless. The image of a stupid Nord man appeared so vividly in everyone's minds.
"Poof~" Ella, who was still full of tears, couldn't help laughing.
"You dead ghost!" The eldest aunt below was also angry, and simply scolded for a few minutes! The man in her family listened without refuting at all...... As a result, it was all broadcast live by Helsin.
Ella quietly wiped away her tears and leaned limply against the wooden wall. It's a strange feelingβit's a sad thing to know someone who is dead, right? But now that I know that the person is just physically dead and the soul has gone to a special place, I don't feel so sad.
Besides, if you don't die, you will never see each other again, and you can't always talk through the radio as you do now. But just know that the man is still "alive", and he is still living in a world where there are no wars, no nobles, and every day he sleeps when he is drunk, and he wakes up and continues to drink...... Whether others feel "relieved" Ella doesn't know, but she suddenly wants to hit someone!
"Stop scolding, wife, live broadcast." The man whispered for mercy.
ββ¦β¦ Hum! Say, the dead are dead, what do you want to say to the old lady? Say it in advance, the old lady laundry team is a mess here, and it is impossible to go over and accompany you now! "His wife is also strong, and as soon as she wiped her tears, she began to plan for the future." But if you dare to mess around before the old lady dies, the first thing you will do when the old lady goes over there will castrate you! β
"Nope! Don't die, live well! What am I looking for you for, axe ......" The man twisted and choked out a few words.
"What axe?" Aunt Nord didn't understand.
"It's my axe! The one that hangs in the attic...... Wife, you won't throw it at me, will you? That's an antique! β
"Just that broken axe, you came to me to talk about this?" The aunt's face changed.
"That's it," the man who didn't know that he was already on the road to death nodded happily. "Wife, remember to put it in my coffin to be buried with me, that's my favorite thing."
"What's your favorite thing is an axe?" The aunt's tone was very unkind.
Countless people listening to the radio are catching chickens for that person's emotional intelligence, this is the second time! Last chance, that's pretty much it, you don't want to die again.
"Yes, the axe is carved," said the man, "my grandfather's grandfather!" The saber-toothed tiger tooth that I keep in my house is ...... with this axe."
"Go get out of here with your axe! The old lady will burn that broken axe now, and find another one! Want an axe? Dream on! β
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Throughout the day, at least 100 of the dead were in contact with their families via Helsing's radio. Some of them are safely explaining the aftermath, some are crying with their families, some are laughing and scolding, some are free and easy to persuade their wives to remarry, and some have to tell them one by one......
The audience also fell into a sad mood and couldn't extricate themselves. They cried and laughed with the confidants, like a bunch of madmen. Because everyone listened to the radio and listened attentively, Phocles became almost an undefended city on this day.
And the coalition forces did not take the opportunity to attack - there were also many Helsins hidden in the coalition army, which almost paralyzed the coalition army. In particular, none of the hundreds of dead people who were live broadcast were from the coalition forces, which hit the morale of these believers deeply! Even with the entire army was demoralized.
Should God or Aristocrats be blamed? I'm afraid they have already figured it out in their hearts.
"We won." Anne and Minami, who met by chance in the tavern, said.
"yes." Nan Lixiang was full of emotion. Helsin's live broadcast did ruin the solemnity of the funeral, but it greatly boosted the morale of the Volkreis Front! If they knew that their death was just a different world, I am afraid that the vast majority of Nords would not be attached to their current life - it is not a good life anyway.
On the contrary, the morale of the coalition forces is expected to be devastated!
Talos, the god of war who is believed in by their nobles and the upper echelons of the army, has not let go of a single fart except for the oracle last time! Not to mention being as "close to the people" as Helsing.
β¦β¦ In the past, everyone didn't think there was anything wrong with this, because every living demon god was so cold. With a posture of "I give you what you can want, if I don't give it to you, you can't rob it", what will life be like after death? It can be said that it all depends on God's "charity", ah no, it should be said that it is a "gift". But now it's different, Helsin has set an example, not to mention the live broadcast - the specific days of the people's kingdom of God have been spread through the mouths of those who died in the war! Now all Norn knows!
But what about the kingdom of Talos?
Although the kingdom of God in Talos is still a fog, there is a good saying in Helsin, "The nobles are still nobles after death, so the question is, who is serving these nobles in the kingdom of God?" β
Even the nobles believe this sentence of Helsing, they firmly believe that they will go to the kingdom of Talos after their death, and they will still live the life of a nobleman!
So who will serve them? Of course, the untouchables who believe in Talos...... Ha ha! Isn't that obvious? Helsin's words completely punctured the illusion of those who want to become a hedonistic class after death! And the nobles don't deny this, so they won't say that you will become like us when you die! This statement would deny the "innate nobility" of the aristocracy, which would be tantamount to shaking the foundation of the nobility, which is more serious than asking for their lives.
"Not only will the coalition be demoralized, it will be divided. Our previous plan to specialize in the Storm Cloak has come to fruition, and I've received information that Ufric is on the run. Nan Lixiang said with some regret. Now the secrecy of the coalition forces is like a sieve, and intelligence can be passed out casually. After hearing that he had been attacked by the mountain regiment in the morning, Ulfric and Tulius had a big fight, and then took the opportunity to move the camp of Stormcloak out of the coalition forces.
In fact, it can't be moved, and now the Imperial Army still has 6,000 soldiers close to full strength, and the Stormcloak only has 3,000 men left, and the equipment is still worse than the Imperial Armyβit has reached the point where it will be swallowed up at any time! It's no wonder that Lao Wu is not afraid.
"But my guess is that Ufrik must have something else to do, and he's not a man who is willing to fail."
Maybe it's because Lao Wu was captured by the Somo Elves at the beginning, but he was inexplicably valued by the Elves and reached a secret agreement with the Somo Elves; Maybe it's because Lao Wu assassinated the King of Skyrim and has been sent to the beheading table, but he can still escape death (in Helgen); In addition, this time he was seriously injured by Nan Lixiang's sniping but did not die-three consecutive escapes from death, which gave Lao Wu some strange confidence - he thought that his destiny was in his body, not only would he not die, but he would definitely be able to fight back in a desperate situation!
That's why he won't give up easily.
"It's a pity indeed, if we open our mouths now, the Empire will probably join forces with us to destroy the Storm Cloak first." Anne could also see the road, "If only there was an army blocking the back of the coalition forces at this time...... Even if it's a thousand, we'll be able to win more! β
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"Bell~Bell~~"
The sound of thumping anvils echoed through the blacksmith's workshop. Because all the blacksmiths and apprentices had gone to listen to Helsin's live broadcast, the once bustling workshop fell silent. There was only the sound of the burning fire, and the impact of Lu Yuan striking the iron.
A standard steel sword gradually took shape under his hammer.
Straight edges, such as sharpened triangular spine and double blood grooves, are closed in the style of a Roman sword at the tip of the sword.
"Perfect work," the blade stretched out from the void and steadily stopped at Lu Yuan's neck, cutting a trace of blood, as long as he pressed lightly, he could cut his artery! A slightly flirtatious man's voice whispered to Lu Yuan's ear, "It's a pity that you never have a chance to complete this sword...... Because you're about to die, honorable Master Tyrande! You will leave a regret to the world, hehe~ And I like regret the most. β
The assassin was like a transparent phantom, floating in the air, and even an attack could not make him visible.
He seemed to be intoxicated with the pleasure of putting Master Tyrande's life under the blade - but Lu Yuan continued to forge the long sword without changing his color, not to mention showing a frightened expression, and the muscles under the blade did not tense - this inevitably halved his pleasure......
The Assassin put away his disgruntled smile and continued. "Ah, it seems that you are a real hero, I read that right. But aren't you surprised at all? Who am I? Who hired me to kill you? Why did you choose to target you? As long as you ask, I will not hesitate to tell you. β
However, Lu Yuan continued to strike as if he hadn't heard it. Instead, by the door of the blacksmith's workshop, another voice appeared, "The Dark Brotherhood is all like you?" Hurry up and get to work! If the guards are alarmed, none of us will survive! "The man who was guarding the doorway also hid his figure with magic.
"yes, I don't like to have any surprises." Another person appeared, by the window. His voice was slow, and it seemed that he was the magician who used magic to make the three of them invisible.
"Hehe~" The assassin laughed dryly, Lu Yuan didn't cooperate, he could only ask and answer himself. "Ulfrick hired us to destroy the fortress of Helgen. But when we take a closer look at Phocles, guess what? We found out that the core of what really united these people was not the lord Albnis, nor the mayor Hadawa. Hehe~ The one that really unites people's hearts, one is the demon god Helsin, and the other is ...... That's you, great Master of Tyrande! Your prestige in the city is unmatched...... What's even more interesting is that the Mother of the Night also believes that you are the one who will change history......
Hadava is nothing compared to you!
So I bring greetings from the Dark Brotherhood, and you will be the fourth emperor to die under the blade of the Dark Brotherhood...... The Uncrowned Emperor. β
The Dark Brotherhood specializes in assassinating key figures who have taken place at key points in history, such as the last bloodline of the Septin dynasty (Antiquity 4)...... They seem content to have a huge impact on history, both good and bad, but no one has ever been able to figure out what their true political tendencies are - perhaps it is the chaos of ancient times - and it is clear that at this moment Faulkreis is at a turning point that can change history, some people can see it, and Lu Yuan, who is the core key, is also on this list.
"I just don't understand a little bit," Lu Yuan, who was the target of the assassination, finally stopped the forging in his hand at this time, "What is the reason...... Do you dare to fantasize about me as a weak chicken? β