Chapter 2: The natural meat (Part 1)
"Boom" lightning and thunder tear through the quiet night, and heavy rainstorms are overwhelming...
The newly conquered slaves all entered the thatched huts. This temporary house was only two meters high, without a window, and there was only a low passage directly below. This was the door to the house. However, there were still dozens of strong slaves carrying many things, and behind them were armed soldiers.
"Food!" a patrol soldier called.
A response immediately came from the thatched hut, and soon an elderly woman came out of the door. She looked at the soldiers with fear, wearing a coarse cloth clothes, and behind her were some children hiding from the grass.
"Take the food!" The soldiers could only say these few indigenous words.
The slave's food was very simple, a large piece of black bread and a fish that had just been caught from the sea. Seeing these foods, the elderly woman's eyes lit up. She quickly said in the stiff Lansdi language that had only been learned for a long time: "Praise the great Annien."
Behind her, the thatched hut was barely clean, but there was still a smell of mold, rotten fish, and even some feces. The squad leader among the soldiers couldn't help but step back a few steps in disgust, and couldn't help but curse these indigenous people in their dirty, the newly built thatched hut, which had been living in for less than ten days, had such a smell, and the hygiene conditions could be imagined.
"Give your food!" The slave gave her the food, and she bowed softly. The captain hummed unhappily. Although she was to show respect, the rituals she performed were the rituals of the heretic native gods.
The camp of the 2,000 indigenous people was not very big. After patrolling in the rain for half an hour, food was basically distributed. According to the laws of the kingdom, even slaves must be full and not deducted. After all, physical slaves can not only create value for their masters, but also give birth to more lambs.
Humans may get sick even in summer when they get rained like this, but it has no effect on fishmen and sea elves, but instead brings a feeling of pleasure.
"Before the rain stops, we will arrive at the scheduled location first!" Prince Thurlock, the supreme commander of the fishman, said sternly.
As the fishman reproduced, the first kingdom of the fishman was formed fifty years ago, and its country name was: the Kingdom of Ellati.
The current king is Ellath III. No matter what his previous name is, once he becomes the crown prince, he will be called Duke of Throck.
The establishment of a kingdom by the fishman was a major event, marking the beginning of maritime power toward formality and prosperity, although this kingdom was still in the process of unification from tribal division to feudal system.
Taalo is one of the six bishops of the kingdom and is also a female. To be honest, the fishman looks very ugly, with webbed feet, scales on his body, and fins. His face is the face of a fish, and his mouth is very large... but only the priest is unique.
Priests who are favored by the god Alce will continue to degenerate, the color of the fish scales will become more and more unified, and their heads will become more and more like humans, bishops like Taarro, and even look like mermaids or sea elves, rather than real fishmen.
However, after all, she was still a fishman, so the prince, who seemed very ugly to the real humans and elves, was a man full of heroic spirits. Duke Throcke was burly, muscular and full of strength, so that he could sneak into the depths of the sea to fight and obtain food. The small trident that represented the royal power was held, which was a weapon given by God and the source of power for the royal family to suppress all priests.
"I want them to complete quickly, and then I can lead my army to attack and kill the pagans in the rainy days given by God." The prince roared, the fishman was cruel and terrifying, its nature was simple, and its belief in the goddess Else was very pious, but this piety could not change the fishman's barbaric nature - especially as the fishman's power expanded, it could be more reflected.
Duke Thurlock is not interested in politics and management. It is eager to kill and fight - the fishman can temporarily escape from the water, but once the time of separation exceeds one day, the fishman will have a dry and peeling scales, and two days of separation may lead to death. Therefore, only in the world of rain can they move freely on land.
"Yes, I will urge them to speed up their actions." Taallo was a little unhappy. She was already the bishop of one of the six tribes and had a very high status, but it seemed that the prince in front of her always forgot this. However, her love for the prince made her ignore this. She nodded and went down to urge the fishman to move forward faster.
Moreover, she also knew that although the prince is the crown prince now, in fact, its status is not yet consolidated, and it must gain a stable position through war - Goddess Alice does not interfere with the inheritance of the royal family, so in fact, the position of the crown prince depends half on the king and half on the crown prince's personal prestige.
However, she felt in a vague sense that although the goddess did not interfere with the changes in the royal family, the goddess preferred the kings and crown princes who were brave and could use their brains... God's grace circulated among the royal family and priests for generations to give them higher wisdom and strength. A generation would be a little smarter than the previous generation. This trend itself can understand the will of God.
Thinking of this, out of love for the prince, Taalor couldn't help but feel a little scared.
"Enemma, enemy!" the sentry in front shouted. These ordinary fishmen only knew the basic Lancedy language.
All the fishmen looked over, it was a city made of thick wooden fences.
"Prepare to attack and eliminate all the guys who dare to resist, die, kill them!" Duke Throck roared loudly, and he hurried to the front, his desire for killing made his body tremble.
The fishmen also roared, all holding three-pointed spears. However, there were dozens of them holding military crossbows. The fishmen could not use bows and arrows, not only because they could not be used in the sea, but also because the fishmen's hands could not pull the bow.
Although the fishman's charge was covered by rain, it was still discovered later. The sound of a horn called the police and the arrows shot came from the opposite side.
Although the range of bows and arrows was reduced by at least half in the rain, there were still some arrows that broke through the rain with difficulty and sank into the bodies of several fishmen who rushed up. Several fishmen were rolling on the ground, and the same bright red blood splattered, but they were washed away by the rain.
However, more fishmen rushed forward, and they hit the wooden fence vigorously. Some fishmen even tried to climb over the wooden fence, and a small part of them succeeded. However, in a short few minutes, dozens of fishmen were nailed to the fence. The fishmen who rushed over frantically used their three-pointed spear to stab it into the bodies of the indigenous soldiers who rushed over.
"Great Goddess Alice, please give your strength here and let us break through all obstacles!" Taalo couldn't help but curse, and then prayed that the holy power that had been accumulated in her mind exploded, and she felt that the power of God was responding to her call.
Faith is all her. The power of God boiled, and after a few seconds, she felt that she had reached her limit, so she pointed her power to her goal.
"Boom!" The rain became very big in an instant. The magic technique with huge water pressure rushed onto the thick wooden fence, and the wooden fence exploded a gap.
The fishmen cheered and rushed in, and the battle spread rapidly around them. The fishmen fought extremely bravely, not only using the three-pointed spear, but also the claws and teeth of the fishmen were also quite sharp weapons. When there were no three-pointed spears, they rely on their teeth and claws to fight for the survival space in the ocean.
In the rain, the scales on the fishman's body can even be compared to a thin piece of armor. Don't underestimate this. In battle, this is usually a distinction between life and death. With a lot of food, and after the cruel training of the ocean, they fight wildly and tear open the opponent's defense.
"There are not many priests and warriors of the evil gods here!" Taalo thought so. Her status made her know many things, some even more than the prince.
They are not the main force. On the continent, the army of the Lord Anion fought head-on, which has taken away most of the strength of the natives. Except for the first time the troops encountered on the coast, the troops in other places are very empty, and some are even temporarily convened.
Several Sun Knights and Paladins were fighting to the death with Duke Throck's guards. They shouted their name, and then in the rain, they also emitted a faint light - this light not only did not scare the prince, but also angered it even more.
The prince's fin was shaking violently. He waved the small trident given by God. The small trident had sensed the energy of the heretics and burst out with a blue light. This light teared the other party's holy light without hesitation. Of course, the other party's holy light also turned against the blue light without hesitation.
The prince danced with a small trident. Its skills were very simple, but extremely effective. This was a skill obtained from hunting from the ocean. Therefore, every time he attacked each other, the prince would be injured, and blood would continue to spurt out from the newly added wounds of its body. Some skin and accompanying flesh were even torn off in the battle - but the other party paid a higher price and had been killed by the prince three times in a row.
"Here, you have only one dead end in front of me!" the prince roared, he ignored the sword piercing his hand, and its own small trident pierced into the paladin's chest like a piece of paper, and its muscles were torn apart, and blood and internal organs were splattered out.
The prince was not satisfied yet. He hugged his opponent's shoulders and twisted his strength. The strength he exercised from the ocean made the opponent's shoulders crackle sharply, and then the opponent's shoulders were pulled down. The opponent's paladin trembled all over, first fell to kneel, and then pounced on the ground.
The prince cheered for victory, and then he noticed the bloody half of the shoulder in his hand. The flesh on the shoulder was very strong. He couldn't help swallowing, fighting and blood loss, making it feel very hungry. He lowered his head, opened his big mouth, and bit on the bloody shoulder in one bite, then attacked the raw meat and began to chew.
It is not easy for fishmen to make fire in the ocean, so even if the church vigorously promotes it, it is difficult for ordinary fishmen to obtain cooked food again and again, and the phenomenon of raw food is still very common, especially in the wild sea (area without temples).
The other fishmen were also very hungry. When they saw the prince doing this, they all made cheering sounds. After stabbing the enemy, some couldn't wait to tear off extremely fresh pieces of flesh and blood from the humans who screamed fiercely, and started to eat them in big mouthfuls.
The sound of a person vomiting sounded on the field. It was a human war priest who recorded the war. Although he had not changed his expression to the bloody killing face just now, when he saw the fishman cheering and tearing the flesh and blood of the failed natives, his face turned pale and could hardly stand. He turned around and looked at her in anger: "How can this be, Alice's sacred person, how can this be? This is a great sin."
"Do not call the goddess by the great Annien."
"This is not the key, why do these fishmen do this?" the war priest yelled.
Taalo stared at him. She knew that humans had their own ideas, but the fishman also had their own ideas. She also replied loudly and shouted: "Isn't it normal to eat the animals that were killed by themselves? Also, neither the great Alce nor Anne prohibited us from eating the corpses of those humans. They are pagans, aren't they?"
"We obey God's will. We have not hunted and killed those humans without fighting, but those who resisted have been killed or caught. Why can't they be eaten? Isn't it a waste to bury it underground? Meat is meat, and that's what our ancestors said."
"That's human, how can you eat people? Do you eat your own kind too?"
Chapter completed!