On that battlefield, which was dyed golden by the setting sun, but still showed a bit of solemnity and uneasiness, an old man wearing simple robes with a kind and firm face held a book and slowly walked towards the soldiers who were about to embark on the journey.
In front of them, his pace was neither hasty nor slow, and every step seemed to step on the heart of every warrior, bringing an indescribable tranquility and strength.
"My children." He spoke, his voice warm and deep, like a ray of sunshine in winter, penetrating the cold wind and shining into everyone's heart, "At this fateful moment, we are gathered here.
, is God’s will for us! God gives us happiness, and we respond to God with piety!”
He looked around, his eyes full of love and pride for these young lives. Some of them had firm eyes and were fearless; some could not hide their nervousness and apprehension, but all of them straightened their spines and were ready to welcome them.
The upcoming challenge. The old cleric knew that this was not only a physical battle, but also a trial of the soul, a contest of courage and faith.
"Remember, brave warriors of the Tang Empire, the steel guns in your hands are not just cold weapons, they are an extension of justice and courage in your hearts. When you face the enemy, please let your love for the empire and
Trust in God becomes your strongest armor, and your firm loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor becomes your sharpest sword." He slowly prayed for everyone, and his kind voice comforted everyone present: "Truly
Victory does not lie in killing and conquering on the battlefield, but in whether we can hold on to the innocence and kindness in our hearts and prevent hatred and fear from eroding our souls."
He paused and his eyes became softer, as if he could see into everyone's inner struggles and desires. "I know that the road ahead is full of unknowns and dangers, but please believe that no matter how long the night is, dawn will eventually come. In
In my distant hometown, there are countless pairs of eyes looking at you, and countless people are praying for you! Every effort, every sacrifice, every victory... will turn into a light that illuminates the darkness and leads us.
Hometown, guiding the great empire to final victory."
The old man in a white robe slowly stretched out his hands, as if sketching beautiful pictures in the air, "Imagine that when the war is over and the smoke dissipates, we set foot on this familiar land again, and the sun is full of sunshine.
Earth, children are playing in the fields, and old people are enjoying their old age in the shade of trees. What a beautiful scene it will be! The world will become one, and everyone will be bathed in the sunshine of the empire like you. People will enjoy happiness
, feel everything you feel! And all of this needs us to fight for and pursue. So, please take steps bravely for a future worth fighting for."
His words were like a warm current, flowing slowly in everyone's heart, awakening the courage and determination deep in their hearts.
The eyes of the soldiers in camouflage uniforms standing in front of him shone with determination and hope. They knew that they were not only fighting for a battle, but also for the whole world to be able to bathe in the sunshine of the Empire.
Fight for a better life.
Finally, the clergy gently closed their eyes, clasped their hands, and sent the most sincere blessings to these warriors who were about to embark on the journey: "May the gods bless you, stay sober and wise in the battle, and never lose sight of the difficulties."
Courage and hope. May you return safely, with the glory of victory, and be reunited with your loved ones...Long live the great Emperor."
As his words fell, the entire camp seemed to be enveloped by an invisible force, and the hearts of the soldiers were filled with unprecedented strength and belief. They loved their Emperor and regarded the Emperor as their favorite
of gods.
After all, after countless prayers in the past, God did not give them a better future, but their emperor gave them everything.
Their families are now extremely happy. They have never had control over their destiny and now they finally have the courage to face the future. Every family has a field to cultivate, their brothers and sisters are qualified to go to school, and they also have the opportunity to become workers.
,Opportunities for technicians, engineers, officials.
Therefore, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, they will fight for their Emperor, even if they sacrifice their lives. They have their own belief, that is, they will fight to the end for His Majesty the Emperor! As long as they are loyal enough, there is nothing.
can block their progress.
After the clergy finished praying, all the soldiers began to chant in unison, and their voices echoed in the empty camp, full of strength and determination: "Long live my emperor! Long live the Tang Dynasty! Long live the empire! Unify the world! The Tang Empire will fight without victory.
Unbeatable!"
These oaths resounded through the sky like thunder. These soldiers had their most devout belief. The person, or god, they believed in was the emperor of the Tang Empire.
The cleric opened his eyes with a smile, his eyes shining with relief and pride. He nodded slowly, as if to cheer for these young lives: "Gods above, children, with loyalty to your majesty and devotion to God."
Be pious and face everything bravely."
"Remember, no matter where you are, no matter how difficult you encounter, don't forget that His Majesty the Emperor is with you. Everything you are doing now is liberating the world. You are the messengers of hope and the light.
As passers-by, every step you take is to make the world a better place."
As his words ended, the officers standing aside issued the order to disband. They often performed this kind of prayer, because in the Tang Empire, belief in gods was actually a very common phenomenon.
In the minds of most people, the gods actually include their most beloved emperor, His Majesty Tang Mo. This emperor is the great "god of health", "god of technology", "god of wealth"... He
It is the incarnation of God in the human world, the shadow cast by the greatest father of gods on the human world, and the fragment of God's will in the human world.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Looking at the soldiers leaving in twos and threes, the old man who has worked in the temple his whole life whispered softly: "May the wind guide your path, may the stars illuminate your path"
Darkness. When you are tired, please look up to the sky and remember that no matter how far away you are, God is overlooking you and will protect you forever."
"We have to hurry up and go to the next camp, Mr. High Priest." The follower walked to the old man and reminded him in a low voice. The old man nodded slightly and followed him to the Warrior car not far away, which had opened its door.
The remaining officers stood at attention and saluted the car. They always respected these priests who prayed devoutly for the soldiers, because these priests firmly believed that His Majesty the Emperor, to whom the army was loyal, was the only god.
The Tang Empire did not contradict religion, because the most popular religion in the Tang Empire had always promoted the personality worship of Emperor Tang Mo.
These people who said every day that the emperor was the true god and the incarnation of god in the world built huge and exaggerated temples in the Tang Empire. They erected statues of the Emperor of the Tang Empire in the temples.
, pay homage to it.
Believers are even more exaggerated, because no matter what hope they have, they can pray to His Majesty the Emperor: His Majesty the Emperor has amazing wealth, so he represents the God of Wealth; His Majesty the Emperor promotes the advancement of medical technology, so His Majesty the Emperor is the God of Health; His Majesty the Emperor can design weapons and equipment
, so His Majesty the Emperor is the God of War; His Majesty the Emperor invented the computer... So His Majesty the Emperor is the God of Games.
Anyway, no matter what messy beliefs, even the first batch of two-dimensional people in the world, young people worship the emperor as a god.
Not going well at work? Pray to His Majesty the Emperor! Not doing well in farming? Pray to His Majesty the Emperor! If the game is bad? Pray to His Majesty the Emperor!
In fact, the people of the Tang Empire had already lost control of their worship of His Majesty the Emperor. They had long regarded Chang'an as a holy land and Emperor Tang Mo as the true god.
Because God always brings happiness to people, the things that cannot be obtained by praying to God, the Tang Empire really came true: they finally had enough to eat, wore warm clothes, and finally had a house to protect them from the wind and rain.
, and finally had a prosperous life.
A group of many people, that is, the people, is actually the simplest and most reasonable: as long as their lives are better and better, they will live their lives peacefully. If someone does not let them enjoy this
day, then they will burst out the most terrifying power in the world.
Now that the Datang Empire has given them hope and allowed them to live a good life, then the people of the Datang Empire will destroy whoever is the enemy of the Datang Empire. If the Datang Empire wants to conquer the world, they will help the Datang Empire sweep it away.
Liuhe.
After Tang Mo's personal worship emerged in the area controlled by the Datang Group, he did not impose any restrictions. Instead, he used this worship to strengthen his control over his personal will.
And he gave full play to his ingenuity and arranged something called the Inquisition within the religious organization - he directly borrowed the name of this thing, but its functions are completely different.
It is an intra-religious "dang organization" that is only responsible for supervising the management of religious personnel's loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor. Religious personnel are not allowed to question any of His Majesty's decisions. Any decision made by His Majesty the Emperor is the will of God and cannot be interfered with.
In order to limit the complete uncontrollability of imperial power in the future, Tang Mo drafted a system whereby clergy could not participate in imperial politics.
To put it bluntly, if you want to be a prime minister or a minister, don’t touch religion. If you want to be a pope or a priest, then just enjoy the glory of God honestly.
In this way, the phenomenon of "the emperor's golden words and ministers cannot question" can be avoided, and the problem of religious interference in politics can also be avoided.
The emperor cannot believe in religion, which is also a rule set by Tang Mo. His reason is very simple: since the emperor is the projection of God in the world, how can any god believe in his own truth?
Correspondingly, clergy received a certain range of support within the Tang Empire. For example, they could develop believers' privileges with the acquiescence of the ruling officials.
In the bumpy car, the young priest carefully helped the old man adjust the wind speed of the air conditioner so that the old man, who was over seventy years old, would not feel cold.
The back of the old man's hand was already covered with grooves due to weight loss, and his fingers were very thin, with a ring on them that didn't look expensive.
"Teacher, just leave this kind of thing to us. How will your body survive the bumpy journey?" Seeing the old man's tired look, the young man said softly.
"This is preaching for my faith. This is the happiest time for a believer like me. How can it be hard? I am enjoying every minute and every second..." A hint of happiness appeared on the old man's tired face.
The smile came: "Do you feel tired from breathing?"
"I understand, teacher." The young priest lowered his head slightly and looked piously at the beautifully bound "Miracles" he held in his arms.
That is the trace left by God in the world, or it is a mythical version of the miraculous rise of the Tang Empire. In this book, everyone felt the call of God, gathered around God, and finally established a world that allowed all
The "Kingdom of God" where everyone can feel happiness.
It is precisely because of the name of the Kingdom of God that most of the clergy of the Tang Dynasty are full of hostility towards that bullshit mirage: How can you be so virtuous and capable that you dare to use the homophones of the empire?
"You have to remember that what we are doing is part of God's will. And it is a very small part. This is our responsibility and our destiny. We cannot overstep, cannot slack off, cannot make mistakes, and cannot stop...
" He closed his eyes as he spoke, and his voice became smaller and smaller: "Those soldiers are essentially the same as us, and they are also dedicating their lives to the cause of God. So they are our brothers, and
We are their words, tongues and ears. We are one, so I am more willing to personally do something for these people who are also loyal to His Majesty, and we should also do something for them..."
The young priest adjusted his breathing. He did not dare to disturb the sleeping old man, so he could only adjust the air conditioner in the back of the car to the minimum.
They are the most humble group of people, because the gods they serve can really stir up trouble in this world; they are also the most powerful group of people, because the gods they serve can really stir up bloody storms in this world.
If they are wrong, then God will really punish them and make them suffer the same fate; but if they are on the right path, then God will really let them follow the laws and regulations.
So the young priest hugged the "Miracles" in his arms tightly and prayed more devoutly: I hope that God can lead the Tang Empire to victory, I hope that I can always bathe in the light of God, I hope that the world will be unified soon, and the war will be over.
