Chapter 451 Guardian Knight
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Southern border of Misha County, entrance to Hodir Mountain Road
Mo Tanyao sitting on a wooden pile He stood up unsteadily and walked towards a row of simple open-air tents not far away with some staggering steps.
He was naked from the waist up, with several circles of bloody bandages wrapped around his left shoulder and ribs. His arm, which had been almost cured by Yuchen before, was hanging limply to the side, and there were several scars on his face. The claw marks looked particularly embarrassing.
However, compared to the hundreds of seriously injured people nearby, Mo Tan's current situation is already considered good.
This temporary position where the heavy interceptor regiment was previously stationed has been transformed into a treatment center, or a place similar to a treatment center. Its main function is to receive and place the wounded, and provide limited but effective treatment or treatment that is better than nothing. Rescue and resettlement of the deceased.
The corpses that have been contained or collected as much as possible are concentrated on the west side, with a large amount of firewood piled around. Gu Xiaole and a few nuns who have exhausted their magic power are praying in a low voice there. They will do their best. I can let the souls of those heroes rest in peace, at least not to be bound by this land that has not yet been liberated, and finally burn these corpses on the spot.
Although the vast majority of warriors sleeping here will not be infected by the plague during their lifetime, it is difficult for them to have the same resistance after death, so they have to be cremated uniformly, and their ashes will be buried in the war. Later, it was purified by the Holy Church Union and finally placed under the unbuilt monument in Fair City
The city that was slaughtered by mutants was impossible to rebuild, although the Holy Church Union would not sit back and watch the changes there. It has become a cursed place, but the ruins where tens of thousands of resentful spirits are buried will no longer be suitable for idiots, so several city lords who have been in contact with the joint forces, Xia Lian, Furman and others have decided before, After the complete recovery of Misha County, the old site of Fair City will continue to be preserved after being purified to commemorate this unspeakable tragedy, and a memorial to the fallen will also be built there to facilitate everyone who wants to Those who commemorate the hero pay homage.
Of course, all this is based on the success of the Requiem Plan. If it fails, the entire Misha County will become a 'memory'.
"May the goddess bless you."
Mo Tan saluted the war dead from a distance and said softly: "Your sacrifice will not be in vain"
He He is not a believer in God, at least not in the conventional sense, so he rarely says "May the goddess bless you" when he is not pretending, but the sentence he just said came from the bottom of his heart.
On the one hand, he knows that the gods in this world really exist. Even if in a certain sense he still does not 'believe' in the concept of gods, Mo Tan has to 'believe' in the existence of gods. After all, the goddess of dawn, Pakosi, had really dealt with him.
On the other hand, he was a little short of words now, so when he looked at the dead people, he couldn't think of anything else to say other than the goddess' blessing.
After all, he was the one who ordered them to die.
To be honest, until now, Mo Tan doesn’t think he is qualified to be a commander. Although he does not deny that he does have some talent in this area now, but whether he has talent and suitability is a question. Two different things.
There is an old saying that is particularly true, which is that kindness does not command troops.
So Mo Tan, who thinks that his psychological quality is somewhat poor, always feels that he is not suitable for his current position. Maybe his three views are not very correct like most of his peers, but this does not mean that he can ignore it. Death can calmly allow those who follow its orders to die, even if it is to save more people.
He is very clear about righteousness and principles, but it is one thing to know clearly, and it is another thing to bear it personally.
Mo Tan, who could not move his legs, stood still for a long time, and finally murmured in an imperceptible voice: "I'm sorry"
"Who are you apologizing to?"
A clear and melodious voice sounded behind and beside him. Mo Tan turned his head and saw that Gu Xiaole, who had been praying for the fallen with the nuns before, had unexpectedly come around and was carrying his back. He held his hands and looked at himself curiously.
He shook his head slightly, shrugged and said, "Nothing."
"Nothing? It doesn't look like it to me."
Gu Xiaole smiled, then snapped his fingers softly: "Tai Shang, reveal yourself."
The air next to her suddenly distorted, and then The shikigami who had become a little dull slowly emerged: "I Yes, my lord."
"Our commander is depressed."
Gu Xiaole glanced at Mo Tan with a smile and said cheerfully: "Come, tell Tan. Jiang, those fallen soldiers said something.”
Mo Tan blinked: "Huh?"
Taichang also laughed, and then bowed to Mo Tan: "Master Tanjiang, the spirits of those who died in the war just now told me that they There is no regret, and many people are grateful to you."
"What are you talking about?"
Mo Tan frowned in confusion at first, and then reacted quickly. , asked in surprise: "Can you talk to the dead?"
Tai Shang nodded slightly: "If they are those who had strong willpower during their lifetime, I can see them and communicate with them simply."< br>
Gu Xiaole, who was next to him, also followed up and said, "I can do that too."
Mo Tan was stunned for a moment, then smiled at the person in front of him and said, "Thank you."
" I think you just take death too seriously."
Gu Xiaole raised his eyebrows and spread his hands: "Okay, I admit that most people in this world are against death. Death is quite important, but as long as it is not too miserable or frustrating, death is not a sad thing. After all, every life will die. If you can die in a proper way, I think it is quite a good thing. That's a good thing, and it's obvious that those who volunteered to fight under your command deserved their death."
"I know."
Mo Tan looked at the girl in front of him who was trying to enlighten him like a sister, and nodded gently: "Don't worry, I still understand this, but I'm just not used to this feeling."
Gu Xiaole smacked his lips, and then patted Mo Tan's uninjured shoulder hard: "Then I'm relieved. You can go ahead as you're busy. I'll go over and stay with the nuns for a while. I'll give it to them. Get some psychological counseling.”
After that, he turned around and left with Tai Shang, who was still in a state of indifference.
Mo Tan, who had regained his composure, did not stop for long and continued to limp towards the row of open-air tents specially used to rescue the seriously injured.
Two minutes later
Under the first open-air tent
"Lord Hei Fan."
The female knight with long golden hair struggled to sit up and waved gently to the figure coming from not far away. He waved his hand and was pushed back onto the blanket by the dark elf druid next to him, still staring at Mo Tan intently.
Eman Heiye frowned and applied a ball of mashed plants to the left arm of the female knight, barely covering the hideous wound, and said angrily: "Can you please stop messing around? There are a total of thirty-seven serious injuries all over the body. If you don’t want to die, just be honest.”
“Lord Heifan.”
The female knight, who was in a daze due to excessive blood loss, fluttered again before curling up under the severe pain.
Mo Tan, who just walked over, also noticed this, so he came over and squatted next to the female knight of the Sun Sect whose face kept switching between red and white, and asked in a low voice: "How do you feel? Like?”
“Lord Heifan.”
The female knight didn’t seem to hear clearly. Mo Tan's question was just a vague mumble. She was wearing linen clothes that had been soaked in dark red. There were large and shocking blood stains around her. The knight's armor piled next to it had been completely distorted. Wearing it, people can't imagine how she was rescued from the armor at that time. "Thank you, Eman."
Mo Tan nodded slightly to the dark elf druid who bowed to him while preparing herbal medicine, and pointed at the unconscious female knight in front of him: "Is she okay?"
"Barely. I was rescued, but this life I should I can’t even hold the sword anymore.”
Eman placed the small clay pot in front of him on the ground, used Druid’s unique magic to imbue the herbs inside with magic, and said with a wry smile: “She did it for the last time. He was pulled down by more than a dozen monsters during the charge. When the war horse was rescued, her whole body was almost torn apart by those things. Not only did she lose a lot of blood, she also had at least a dozen fatal injuries all over her body. Even if the power of the sun restrained those undead creatures, her armor enough Heavy, she finally saved her life, but her knighthood career can only end here."
Mo Tan nodded silently, looking down at this beautiful woman, holding her right hand tightly. The young woman let out a long sigh.
"Lord Hei Fan."
The unconscious female knight whispered again, her eyes seemed to have regained some clarity, and she smiled weakly: "I am Dora Dorashika, a low-level paladin of the Sun Sect, your admirer."< br>
Mo Tan reluctantly allowed himself to be exposed With a smile, he nodded and said: "I remember you. You were on duty outside my tent a few days before the Requiem Project started. Are you feeling better, Knight Shikar."
"I can't help it anymore. Become a knight again."
Dora smiled haggardly, tilted her head and blinked at the Dark Elf Druid who was half-kneeling next to her making medicine: "I heard what Mr. Emang said. The injury seems a bit serious."< br>
The latter was silent for a few seconds, then slowly clicked Nodding: "Sorry, with your physical condition, even if you can survive this time, it will be difficult to recover to the current level in the future. Of course, it is just difficult. If you take good care of your body, it is not impossible for a miracle to happen."
Emang didn't lie. The possibility of recovery was not impossible, but it was less than one ten thousandth. But he still wanted to give the other party a motivation to live, otherwise there would be no talk of a 'future'. This knight who was seriously injured and on the verge of death would even I couldn't survive three days.
Mo Tan, who also has some knowledge in medicine, can obviously guess it. As a priest, he knows very well that Dora's injuries are so serious that it is difficult to be cured by magic. A large number of internal organs are damaged. In the event of a loss, even Xia Lian in her prime could probably only guarantee her survival.
"A miracle?"
Dora murmured in a low voice, and then suddenly smiled at Mo Tan: "In that case, Lord Hei Fan, I have a request"
Not just because of pain or something else, the hand that was calloused from holding the sword all year round was trembling slightly.
Mo Tan nodded vigorously: "You say."
"If my injury can be healed"
Dora's tired and painful eyes stared at Mo Tan closely and said softly : "If I have the opportunity to pick up weapons again and mount a war horse in the future, you can allow me to Shall I be your guardian knight?"
Mo Tan was slightly stunned, and then immediately nodded: "Yes."
Although he didn't know what a guardian knight was, it didn't matter. In the way, he had realized that Dora had no hope of becoming a knight again.
"Thank you"
Dora smiled in relief, and then completely lost consciousness.
Five minutes later
Outside the last open-air tent in the rescue area
"Is the condition of Priest Furman better?"
Mo Tan, who was forcibly held down to rest, took a sip of the Lion King's Pride Potion, turned to Her Majesty the Saint behind him and asked softly: "Now that you are out, does it mean everything is fine?"
Yuchen nodded and said softly: "Well, we are out of danger. Mr. Taylor and Basaka are also fine. Don't worry."
"That's good, I'll go. Look at the main force over there!"
Mo Tan smiled, and just as he was about to stand up, Yu Chen pressed the bandage on his shoulder and forced him back.
“You can’t go anywhere.”
Yuchen looked at him seriously, with a warm glow surging between his fingers: "Save some energy, you still have a battle to fight."
Mo Tan was a little uncomfortable because he was naked. Sorry, he coughed awkwardly: "What about that? I probably won't have the chance to rush to the front in the next stage, either. There is no command pressure, so..."
"No~Okay~"
Yu Chen shook his head and still firmly vetoed: "You stay here with Mr. Taylor and Foer. Priest Man and the others rested together.”
“I feel uncomfortable just sitting here.”
"I'm steady."
"Huh?"
"Nothing. How much time do we have until we can rest?"
Yuchen turned his head and looked into the distance, He asked worriedly: "Can Sister Xia Lian and Cordoba persist?"
Mo Tan rubbed his forehead, shrugged with a wry smile: "It's okay over there in Cordoba. , Xia Lian said she could last for four hours, but she was probably lying, it was probably three hours at most. If the fourth stage hadn't started after three hours, she might really have to risk her life. ”
"Three hours."
Yu Chen bit his lip and whispered: "That means everyone doesn't have much rest time left. If we proceed to the fourth stage in this state"< br>
“Well, I guess the loss will be huge.”
“But there is no other way to go, right?”
“Yeah”
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Chapter 448: The End
(End of this chapter)