Chapter 107 Go Home for Me
The weather in the Bloody Highlands is as gloomy as ever.
The seriously injured soldiers did not camp by the lake like ordinary soldiers, but chose several private houses for placement.
Now, soldiers of the Eagle Army gathered outside a private house. Most of them came from the first brigade led by Mosingan. They all had uneasiness in their eyes. Seeing Raven's arrival, they made way for a passage. They all saluted.
Raven nodded in return and walked through the crowd to the house.
As soon as he entered the room, he smelled a strong putrid smell, which was the smell of festering wounds.
The room was full of people, Eric, Simon, Link, and even Vesdon were there.
They gathered around the bed, chatting with Mosingan word by word. The content was about what they had seen in the bloody highlands in the past month and the two tragic battles.
Speaking, laughing, and joking, it was like an ordinary party, but when their eyes shifted, everyone had lingering sadness in their eyes.
Mo Xingan's face on the bed was sallow, and the bandage wrapped around his stomach oozed yellow-brown pus. His face was covered with sweat, but his spirit was surprisingly bright.
Seeing Raven's arrival, Mosingan's eyes lit up and he shouted loudly:
"Lord Baron!"
Although this sound was full of energy, it was like a hammer hitting a clay pot. It's loud, of course, but it makes people worry for no reason.
Everyone stopped talking and silently took a few steps back to salute Raven.
Sitting next to Mosingan, looking at the soldier who had been following him since the beginning, and the wound on his stomach, Raven felt quite heavy.
This day is still coming.
Therapeutic medicine is not a panacea. It cannot cure wound infection. There is nothing he can do about Mosingan's injury.
Lei Wen can speak for three days without repeating words for spectacle, show, or words to win people's hearts.
But at this moment facing Mosingan, he didn't want to say a word like this. It would be an insult to the soldier and himself.
Maybe it’s because he usually tells too many lies, but now he really wants to say something heartfelt, but he just can’t say it.
"My body knows it. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on much longer." Facing death, Mosingan showed an open-minded smile: "Lord Baron, before I die, I have one last thing to ask you."
"Tell me, no matter what, I promise you." Raven stared into Mosingan's eyes.
Mossingan was silent for a moment, looked down at the daylily pendant soaked in blood on his chest, and said in a hissing voice: "Please, Lord Baron, bury my body in the Bilgewater Oasis."
"What?" Raven frowned and looked at Mosingan in surprise.
Everyone else in the room was also stunned, unable to believe what they heard.
The Nord province is located on the northwest border of the Cairns Empire. It has always had a tradition of ancestor worship, and it pays special attention to death.
Although it does not reach the level of "death is like life", there has always been a custom of burial. No matter where you die, you must return to your homeland. This is the insistence in the bones of every Nord.
Only by being buried in your hometown can your soul return to the embrace of your ancestors.
“No!” Volav was the first to step forward to object, speaking excitedly: “If you are buried here, what will happen to your family? Your mother is still waiting for you at home. Do you want me to go back and be with you? She said her son didn’t come back and was left outside by us!”
"Brother, don't worry, listen to me." Mosingan looked at Volaf with a smile and comforted his old friend: "Unlike other brothers, who all died neatly, I have a big gash in my stomach. As soon as the bandage is removed, the intestines will flow out, and the appearance of death will be ugly and smelly.”
"If I really go back like this, I will definitely scare my mother. It's better to let her be out of sight and out of mind. She still has a thought in her heart. When she thinks of me, I look my best."
Volaf He didn't want to accept this reason at all, but before he could speak, Mosingan started coughing violently.
“Ahem——”
Beads of sweat fell off his forehead, blood stains spread and overflowed from the bandage, and Mosingan’s face began to turn more and more yellow. "Lord Baron, I, Mosingan, lived in ignorance for the first half of my life. I only knew how to immerse myself in farming. When the horse thieves came, I huddled at home like a quail, not daring to make a sound. It was only after I followed you that I had enough to eat and knew that I What to do..."
"Up to now, I have played with women and killed horse thieves. I am satisfied that a mud-legged man can die as an extraordinary person! But, I am sorry for my mother, and I am also sorry for you..."
Raven only felt that his heart was tightening, his nose was blocked, and Volaf's low sobs could be heard in his ears.
"So, sir..." Mosingan's bloodshot eyes looked at the roof, with no energy or focus: "Just bury me here... Bury me at the entrance to the Bloody Highlands, I Keep watching for you..."
His face began to turn pale at a speed visible to the naked eye. He breathed in less and less air, and exhaled more and more. His breathing was like a bellows, and his voice was as erratic as the wind:
"Flav..."
Volav rushed to the bedside and held the hand that Mosingan was grasping in confusion.
With a reassuring smile on his face, Mosingan opened and closed his lips gently: "My mother, I'm leaving it to you..."
"Go back home for me... ”
After exhaling his last breath, Mosingan’s hands fell softly and hung on the edge of the bed.
The room fell into silence, except for the suppressed cries of Volaf and the constant sobbing of everyone.
Raven pursed his lips slightly, grabbed Mosingan's hand that was still cold, and hummed softly.
It is not a prayer of the Holy See of Light, but a song spread in the province of Nord.
"Wanderer, be buried there."
"Don't cry, don't be confused."
"Where the snow falls is my hometown."
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At first, Raven was the only one, but gradually, the simple melody began to hum in everyone's mouth, and the resonance vibrated, filling the room.
Bobby, who was standing outside the door, suddenly felt a chill on his face when he heard the song.
He raised his head and saw flakes of snow falling like goose feathers.
It's snowing.
What a heavy snow!
In the afternoon of that day, Volav and several other officers personally dug a grave beside Bilgewater Lake, buried Mosingan, who was neatly dressed like a knight, and erected a simple tombstone.
"Mosingan - a brave warrior, a filial son, and an excellent friend."
In the corner of the tombstone, the coat of arms of the Eagle Army is engraved.
Heavy snow soon covered Mosingan's tomb, integrating it with the surrounding environment, as if it had always been here, as it had been before, and it would be so from now on.
Early the next morning, the snow stopped and the sky was as clear as a mirror. Raven and his party left the Bilgewater Oasis and embarked on the journey back to the Eagle Territory.
With the experience of marching when we arrived, although we encountered some unexpected incidents on the way this time, there were no additional casualties.
Seven days have passed.
It is noon on January 19, 1194 in the Guangming calendar, which is the forty-seventh day after departure.
The outline of Eagle Town finally appeared in front of Raven's eyes.
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(End of this chapter)