Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 56 28. Performance Art

Weakness is despised in Naggaroth, and when a druchi dies, few of his companions care about the shell he leaves behind.

But these Druchi soldiers who fought until the last moment deserve to be respected, and their bodies need to rest in peace instead of becoming food for harpies or cold lizards.

In this world of strange powers and chaos, the only way to find eternal rest is to be buried in an obsidian coffin, so cremation is the only option.

The corpses of Druchi soldiers were placed in rows on wooden shelves. Their faces had been sorted and the blood had been wiped clean. No coins were placed on their eyes to pay tolls on the Styx. Druchi could There is no such tradition.

All the Druchi who could stand up in the village came and lined up in the square. Darkus raised the torch and looked back at the neat formation. There were 500 Druchi in the village a few days ago. This will increase the number. There were less than two hundred in total.

Darkus did not deliver any speech or speech, but turned back and lit the bonfire. A flame suddenly burst out and spread quickly. The smell was not so pungent because sesame oil had been sprinkled on it before, and the fire light shone on his face. Eyes twinkling.

"May their souls return to the embrace of Eth Hayiai." After saying this, Darkus took out the echo drum from his waist and began to beat it slowly and heavily.

The Dread Spearmen tapped the ground with their spears to the beat of the drums, the Dark Swordsmen tapped their shields, and several dignitaries, beast trainers, black-sharp crossbowmen, reaper ballista batteries, and dark riders stepped on the ground with their boots. Hit the ground.

The funeral was solemn and full of ceremony.

No matter what bad things they had done during their lives, they were all wiped out at this moment.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the days go on like this.

The good brother Maranur still did not come to the forest farm to visit his good brother. Of course, the good brother Darkus also did not return to the city to visit his good brother.

However, Maranur used the crystal ball to find Darkus several times, but the daughter of the Soul Eater family never left the city and seemed to be frightened by the recent battle. But the Black Ark of the Soul Eater family, the Fortress of Resentment, came back at the last moment before the Sea of ​​Resentment froze up. This two-kilometer-long small black ark was seriously damaged and needed major repairs. It is said that it encountered the Asul Sea Lord Ais. Lin's flagship dragon ship, the Calendian, was defeated in a battle, and the only black dragon was killed. He was able to escape by taking advantage of the darkness and the desperate containment of the plundering ship.

Maranur arranged an accident and killed one of Walter's brothers who was serving in the army. After knowing the news, Walter mourned for his good brother for a second, and handed over a document found from his brother's manor, which marked a Dread Lord's tomb outside Krakarond City, where was buried Elariel the Damned, the legendary soul dagger, disappeared after his death and may have been buried with him in an obsidian coffin.

"Good fellow, what kind of general is Druchi Faqiu Zhonglang?"

Darkus looked at the map carefully and found that the tomb was under Brother Walter's manor outside the city. He put the documents away and had no plans to start a fight for the time being. Anna Sara would have to help in this matter, otherwise He couldn't figure it out, it involved souls and dark magic.

Darkus asked Walter to count the slaves in the forest farm. Most of the slaves were Norscans, Huns, a small number of Druzi, humans and a few halflings.

Most of the Druchi slaves were criminals, mercenaries, gangsters, and low-income people who owed money and went bankrupt. Some were unlucky ones who were handcuffed by city guards while walking on the street for performance reasons. They were released with bail, but without bail. , just ask for blessings.

Most of the human slaves are old farmers in Baator. May the moon god Lilith bless them, right? There are also some War Dog mercenaries and farmers from the southern city-states. Those poor halflings were caught on their way from the Imperial Mutt Land to join the Renpin Crump cockfighting group. Now they are practicing cooking in the kitchen. art. None of the slaves knew how to make alchemy and medicine, which made Darkus a bit disappointed.

Dwarves are very rare and valuable slaves. They are usually taken to build spires, castles, fortresses, manors, and forge weapons and equipment, and are treated very well.

As for the greenskins? They are disordered and incapable of obedience like the orc peons of another world. A long time ago, an unlucky man caught a batch and presented it to the Witch King. As a result, most of the greenskins broke free from their shackles and ran to live in the mountains and wilderness of the north. The greenskins adapted to the climate and environment there and grew from the ground. When they came out, they often attacked the armies between Naggarond and Grond in groups. They were now called Frost Wild Orcs. Of course, their skin was still so green.

The unlucky guy was killed by the Witch King because of this, and his body stayed forever in the square of Malekith's Black Tower. The tombs lined on both sides contained the remains of the fear lords who wanted to usurp Malekith's throne. I’m also lucky enough to be among them.

Since then, the greenskin option has disappeared from the options of the slaver gangs of Naggaroth. Now the greenskins, Huns and Chaos warbands are collectively known as the three major scourges in the Druchi north.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Darkus, the place is still peaceful and peaceful.

In the morning, we had martial arts training. After lunch, we went to see the Ankylosaurus and the big guy. The breeding room was covered with a thick layer of hay. The Ankylosaurus was transformed by black magic, and its shell began to look black. Maybe there is magic now. Resistant? Or maybe a new ability has been unlocked, Darkus doesn't know, and he doesn't have a data panel to query it. As the weather got colder, the Ankylosaurus and Big Brother became less and less energetic. Only when they saw Darkus did they regain some energy. It was obvious that Big Brother did not inherit the frost resistance of northern blood.

In the afternoon, I inspected the forest farm and checked the sentry. The Shadow Tribe came down from the mountain twice. Each time, they did not take any advantage. They left a few corpses and ran away. Darkus had the corpses inserted upside down in the snow. .

The next day, it was erected rigidly on the snow. Darkus called it performance art!

In the afternoon, after inspecting the forest farm, Darkus started shooting with the Black Sharp Crossbowmen in the shooting range of the military building. Perhaps because of the blessing of Morayig Heg, Darkus was shooting with bows and arrows. He showed great talent in using it and made rapid progress every day. Bainie, who was watching from the side, told him that he needed to start practicing horseback archery and long-distance archery in the wind.

After practicing shooting, Darkus will also go to the weapons depot to dismantle the Cathay Dragon Crossbow, Druchi Repeating Crossbow and Harpoon Crossbow. Several Druchi dignitaries got together to study and wanted to combine the power of the harpoon crossbow, the firing rate of the repeating crossbow, and the range of the dragon crossbow. After studying for a period of time, everyone found that there is a specialization in the art, and it is not that material. R\u0026D was abandoned.

After dinner in the evening, Darkus took several dignitaries to have friendly talks with the Druch soldiers.

Only one soldier is selected at a time and they talk about their home situation, family relationships, beliefs, current needs, future aspirations and whether they have a need for land.

After the soldier entered the room and saluted, he sat solemnly on a chair three swords apart and began a classic question-and-answer pattern, from nervous stammering at the beginning to chatting at the end.

At the beginning, Darkus asked, and Walter recorded, while the three Takaia brothers and sisters were in a state of confusion, with expressions like why am I sitting here and what am I doing. Baine? They didn't come at all.

Later, Franais was in charge of recording, Ren began to ask, and Darkus and Walter were thinking. Several dignitaries discussed it several times, but everyone expressed confusion and did not understand Darkus's intentions at all.

Although the discussion stopped, the recording continued.

In Malus's novel, this tomb is in Karondekar.