Regarding the new trick played by Cohen Keda, the general upper class’s view is that it is shameful! Abominable! Hateful! Although there are not many smart people in Bis continent, there happen to be a few in each empire. Rulers and vassals of various countries
They have knowledge and resources in their hands, so they can make judgments that are consistent with the facts. Cohen's skill, which has hundreds of clones, is actually just a magic. It is a very high-end magic at best, and it is not a miracle at all.
thing.
But this is exactly what is embarrassing, because the miracles of the superior clan that various countries have been claiming are actually just magic. Do you want to shoot yourself in the foot now? Not to mention whether the two palaces agree to it.
, can the superior family afford to shame this person?
As for the people, they obviously have no time to pay attention to this truth. They only know that many big shots have gone to Sbia, and there are many, many small and medium-sized people who have also gone to Sbia, and Cohen Keda
, the most distinguished man in Sibia, was passing through his city, and his destination was the city of Sibia.
He is walking at a speed that anyone can keep up with!
Sibia, whether she will be an alliance or an empire in the future, or what kind of faith she will become, it doesn't matter. What matters is that there are opportunities, fertile land, and a clear system.
If you can survive, you can live well! Going to Sbia is very dangerous on weekdays, but now? None of them dare to stop Cohen Keda!
Therefore, if you follow him, maybe you can really go all the way to Sbia! If you don't ask for dignity and the like, you can live a better life! When a person follows Cohen Kai with such a mentality
When Da died, this hope was no longer a mirror image!
There are announcements twice a day in the reading hall, which not only provide the time when Cohen Keda passed through various places, but also provide an estimated route. This kind of precise news completely ignited people's enthusiasm, and no one anymore debated the authenticity of Cohen's doppelganger.
No one questions Cohen's intention of visiting celebrities all over the world anymore, people are just thinking about more practical things...
"Does Sibia have so much to offer me? Does the Third Faith really have so many vacancies?"
"The gentlemen said this is a holy pilgrimage. If I go in a carriage, will it be seen as impious?"
"I finally found the Supreme in my heart, but will the Supreme allow me to follow? How should I seek this honor?"
People's various questions were naturally answered in the reading hall. To sum up, it is nothing more than - when something is in ignorance and confusion, it will not pay attention to external factors, and even itself will become fragile. But
When he wakes up, especially at the moment he wakes up, the surrounding factors will have a significant impact on him, and this impact will be interdependent. What needs to be more noted is that, no matter rich or poor, everyone can actually be called
part of the environment.
It’s not easy to understand, right? But soon there was a popular version of the answer—those who catch up first get the benefits first, and the new faith distributes money and appoints officials regardless of their origins!
So the next question is where to follow Cohen. Although he has nearly a hundred clones, his actual whereabouts are not difficult to grasp - because almost half of the clones are within the scope of Sbia and really go to other places.
There are only fifty people who can go to the country at most. Moreover, the distance traveled by these clones every day has a fixed pattern. Those who are closer to Sibia walk about forty or fifty miles a day, and those who are farther away from Sibia walk about seventy or eighty miles. If the distance is
If it's further away, then his destination is a nearby port.
People who are determined to pursue the future flock out of the city, carrying the few luggage they have on their backs to look for the footprints of "The Supreme Being in the Heart".
Heart is supreme, what a cool title!
In fact, it is easy to find, because Cohen Keda is always the most eye-catching person. He has long black hair, wears a black silk cloak, and has a black iron sword hanging on his waist. Every Cohen has it.
Follow him, but where he stops, there are no humans or animals within a mile.
When he is hungry, he will go to the roadside food stall to grab something to eat; when he is thirsty, he will grab a handful of water from the roadside creek to drink; when he is sleepy, he will fall asleep regardless of the place... He never
Entering the town, I just stood on the trade road and watched for a while.
Careful people will notice that Cohen's eyes are getting clearer and clearer, as if he has solved a long-standing doubt; while the expression on his face is getting more and more solemn, as if the path he chooses must be taken with 120,000 degrees of determination.
Go down...the less he talks to people and the more arrogant he is, the more people are in awe! At every intersection, there are a large number of kneeling people waiting to join; every dawn, people will pray to Cohen in the morning light.
No one dares to get close, and no one wants to stay away.
Thousands of people are following Cohen's clone. It's a spectacular sight, but if there is no one to coordinate the organization, it will turn into a disaster in less than a day. But to twist a group of followers who don't know each other into a rope, it requires
Calm observation and exquisite layout, not to mention the stringent requirements in terms of language, personality, knowledge, etc.!
Who can do this?
It just so happens that there are a large number of people in the Sibia Staff Department. These are some living treasures in the instructor corps of the Reconnaissance Department. This is not a compliment or a disparagement, but a serious and pertinent evaluation, living treasures!
Usually they are senior instructors, with military ranks ranging from brigadier general to major, but their military appearance is not neat, their etiquette is not practiced, their words are arrogant, and their actions are full of sloppiness. If anyone is left outside the inspector's sight, he will use
He wiped his nose with a woolen military uniform and picked his teeth with a finger-thick wooden stick. In short, there was not a single part of his body that looked like it belonged to a soldier.
But if someone underestimates them because of this, it would be a big mistake, because each of them has a glorious record!
The astonishing extent of those achievements must still be kept secret to this day. There are only a few words in the internal promotion documents, namely "Twelve Arms", "Reconnaissance", "Behind Enemy Lines", and "Excellence". Isn't there that paragraph?
Soldiers who remember never understand the meaning of "Twelve Arms". In fact, it is not a secret word, but its meaning is relatively obscure - in that unforgettable battle of Tucheng, the highest point of the Tucheng wall
Only twelve arms!
The earthen wall, which was only four people high, could not prevent the attack at all. The reason why it survived in the end was due to the contribution of these living treasures! Because they surrendered the slave army of the Demon Alliance in the battle of Tucheng!
Their real name is the Phantom Reconnaissance Corps!
Directly under the Sibia Staff Department, it is a special force at the corps level - disintegration, reorganization, and control are their specialties.
This time, nearly 500 people came out, including instructors and students. The instructions given to them by the General Staff Officer were: "Just treat this as the final exam. Each group has two instructors leading six students. If they fail,
Don’t come back!”
"The staff officer is scaring us again." The living treasures secretly chattered: "I just saw him beaten by the boss..."
But complaints are complaints, and when it comes to actually doing things, no one takes them lightly. They take care of everything, work as a group, and sneak into place within the specified time.
Among the nearly fifty groups, the one with the cleanest operations was led by Brigadier General Chatai. Because of the special nature of this kind of reconnaissance activity, their hierarchy was only three levels. The frontline group was directly responsible for a line.
Above is the regional command group, and above that is the highest theater command.
Therefore, it is not surprising that a brigadier general visited the front-line team in person.
But since a brigadier general is taking action, this team must be responsible for something other than an ordinary route. Yes, they have to protect an extra-long route, starting from the southeastern part of the divine Bansai Empire and going half a circle around the northwest corner of the Omatu Empire.
, then cross the Pota Empire, and finally enter Sbia! The whole journey is more than 3,000 miles long, half of which is waterway, and the rest needs to be walked.
It looks simple from the map, there is a way to go, but if it is outside the country, it will bring nearly 4,000 people with it... Moreover, each group not only has to protect Cohen's clone, but also his followers, and more importantly
It is to protect the scene, or impression, that loyal believers all over the world are rushing to the temple, led by the Supreme Being in their hearts.
There are thousands of things to do, the situation is constantly changing, and what’s even more terrifying is that you have to maintain contact with multiple parties. This is much more complicated than the battle of Tucheng. But this is what the Phantom Reconnaissance Group does!
With his own team, Chatai has almost perfectly integrated into Cohen's followers and started to play a role. It has been seven or eight days along the way, and nothing abnormal has happened yet... But God knows what problems will happen next, anyway.
Brigadier General Chatai gained a lot of knowledge this time. This is not an army. Even if it is a toilet paper, considering the number of people together, it will make people crazy.
"Brother Chatai." A thin middle-aged man squeezed next to Chatai, imitated him and squatted down, and whispered: "There is news from the front that the road has been cleared. Food and water for tomorrow are being prepared, probably
I can satisfy 70%!”
"It was 50% the day before yesterday, 60% yesterday, and 40% today. Can't you fucking let these people have a full meal?" Cha Tai wore a shabby hat on his head, and the single leather jacket on his body was stripped of threads everywhere.
Typical image of a refugee: "Let your men strive for success!"
"There are too many people, it's difficult to handle! It's not easy to take care of the subordinates who have just returned. I took them to borrow something this morning and almost killed someone by mistake." The wretched middle-aged man complained about his grievances with a frown and picked up his toes.
Lai: "There are also those with families who only know how to eat for themselves and don't even give it to others...Besides, what are the old, weak, sick and disabled doing following them? What a waste of carriages!"
When a wretched middle-aged man speaks like this, he is not trying to dismantle the inspection platform, but is using a kind of guidance, which is to first concentrate the inner dissatisfaction of the people around him, and then let the appropriate people handle it uniformly. Even if the handling is not good at the moment, it can still be solved.
Let the people around him be aware of his "benefits". If everything goes well, some people will unite around him and form a small group, which will be more conducive to controlling the overall situation.
Chatai is surrounded by a group of small leaders, who are vassals temporarily recruited from among the followers. According to combat requirements, these people must be strong and free of worries. They are the best cover and the first batch of available forces. But if
If you want them to be obedient, you have to fill their hearts with hatred and fear, but at certain times, desire is also very useful...
"Don't talk nonsense. As long as you take these people to Sibia, you and I will become rich men! Maybe we will become officials! We can also marry several wives!" When Chatai finished this sentence, he
The eyes of everyone around me brightened.
"Brothers, do you want to be rich? Do you want to be an official? Do you want to be a woman?" He smiled with a few big yellow teeth, and Chatai lowered his voice: "Let me tell you, I heard the learned master say it with my own ears.
Yes, the most beautiful, coquettish and fertile women in Bis are all in Bis, and they are all used to offset the war reparations - female elves, as noble as colorful clouds, do you want to ride on them?"
Ah, elf! Someone was swallowing saliva.
"The figures of those blue dancers are as soft as snakes, their skin is smoother than fine linen, and their tongues are more fragrant than the cream on the cake. Do you want to lick them?"
Ah, Dancing Girl! Someone roared as low as a beast.
"The faces of those noble ladies and their maids sold by the rebels are as white as peeled eggs. Do you want to dirty them?"
Ah, noble lady! Someone wailed, curled up and fell down.
"Use some snacks. These people are our wealth. With them, we can have money, officials, and women! With the current market situation, slaves are sold for two gold coins. It hurts to lose one of them!" Chatai's eyes were filled with tears.
Full of bloodshot eyes: "You heard me right, now we serve them like fathers, and we will definitely not suffer any loss when the time comes!"
"Yes, yes, Brother Chatai is a knowledgeable person!" The little bosses all agreed. At least on the surface, no one can oppose Chatai, because for them, Brother Chatai is too strong.
He was the first person to follow the Supreme, and he only had two fellow villagers with him. At first, some people were dissatisfied, but after a few fights, all objections disappeared. In addition to being lucky, Chatai is straightforward and cunning.
, and he knows a lot of news and insights that only circulate among gentlemen, which makes his position unbreakable.
The wretched middle-aged man squatting next to him was his villager. When a group fight started, he would be called a black man. His trick was to kick the younger brother in the eyes, chokehold, and throat. On average, he could defeat more than a dozen people in one game.
"There is a brother who leads horses. His hometown is here. He said that there is a farm forty miles ahead. How about I ask someone to take care of it tomorrow?" The speaker was another fellow villager in Chatai. This man was younger but better.
He doesn't like to use his fists, but he is just evil and has one idea after another, quite like a think tank.
But this think tank is a bit scary, because he will lead everyone to share the food hidden by some people, and will also instruct others to rob the carriage. What he calls management is actually borrowing things through IOUs, but it usually turns into expropriation in the end.
Kind of... but, at least among the followers, no one cares.
"Okay, please say something nice." Chatai nodded: "You must not make the first move."
"I know." The think tank turned to the little leader and said, "Go right away and carry those with broken legs up to their door..."
After some careful and trivial arrangements, tomorrow's food and campsite have been secured. The latest news from the front is that the "Supreme" has stopped, so the inspector ordered the camp to be prepared, and then took two caring villagers to inspect
.In the eyes of his group of younger brothers, Brother Chatai is clearly checking his own property, because he is arrogant, and even more because he is salivating.
"This is a real man!" Everyone looked at his back with envy, and then dispersed to do their own things - water, fire, blankets, these things were all prepared by one of them, so their real names have been
People have forgotten it and have turned it into nicknames such as "water tank", "flint" and "salt shaker". Although it is not elegant, it is easy to understand and will never be mistaken.
Under the diligent arrangements of these little leaders, the followers began to prepare for the camping. Piles of bonfires were lit in the huge camp, and the aroma of food gradually spread. Those who cooked porridge, cut meat, and meditated were all indifferent to each other.
There is no interference, and no one is playing or playing. In the four camps, people sit in circles, communicate mostly with eyes and gestures, and do not speak easily.
This all comes from the reverence for the supreme being in the heart.
On the first day of joining the followers, everyone was warned of some rules. For example, when traveling, everyone must follow the pace of the Supreme and keep a distance of more than one mile in any direction; when the Supreme stops,
, this distance will be expanded. Because the Supreme Being is thinking all the time and cannot allow anyone to cause interference. Therefore, you must keep quiet when camping at night. Any louder noise will attract severe punishment.
The various rules are not set by the Chatai. In fact, he belongs to a leader elected by the people, equivalent to the role of the internal affairs officer and the peace officer. Other authority is carried out by another group of people, that is, the priests among the followers.
Like celebrities, of course not all those who follow the top are just idiots, and one of the most important skills of noble people is to find their own position in the group.
As a result, the most noble group of followers gradually formed a group and made a name for themselves. Along the way to Chatai, they called themselves the "Ivy Attendants". The identification mark was to wear the priest's robe or dress inside out and take off all the clothes.
Ornaments related to the past identity, or in their view, this means a kind of spiritual rebirth.
As for the new life in the body, they also reached an agreement after the dispute and strictly implemented it the day before yesterday. The Supreme Being purified his hands by the stream the day before yesterday, so they held a secret and sacred drinking ceremony downstream, issuing eternal allegiance and
Those who betray will die and so on.
Then they built stone walls upstream overnight to divert the stream - cutting off the possibility of future generations fishing in troubled waters, thus "ensuring the purity and quantity of the ivy entourage." To put it nicely, this is a sacred follow.
But it is not an exaggeration to say that they are riding the last train of power distribution in Sbia.
Chatai had no objection to this. This kind of powerful group was very beneficial for him to control the entire team, so he maintained a considerable degree of respect for the Ivy attendants. He would meet every day for small meetings and even follow the guidance
The important responsibility of the leader was also handed over to Attendant Ivy.
This makes the latter seem to have unlimited glory and seems to be the most central figure here, but in fact it is also the place with the most severe attrition. This is because uneven distribution of spoils always occurs in all groups.
"Good night, Sir Chatai." An old man wearing a priest's robe was standing outside the curtain, seeming to be waiting for Chatai's arrival: "The Supreme Being seems to be interested in taking a rest. Is there no problem with safety?"
"Good night, wise man. I have arranged for four hundred people to eat meat tonight." At this time, Chatai looked a little sad and whispered: "But there is still a gap in the food today, almost half of it.
If people don’t have enough to eat, I’m afraid there will be complaints.”
"No, Your Excellency, no one will complain, because this is not an army, let alone a migration of refugees." The old man looked determined and held Chatai's hand: "This is a journey of firm belief. The Supreme Being is thinking, are we truly
For followers, the suffering before us is our touchstone. If anyone complains, I hope you can clear them out, because they are not worthy of following the Supreme Being."
"It's okay to persevere for a day or two, but it's really not an option for a long time." Chatai said: "A wise man should think of other ways. After all, many people don't have as far-sighted vision as a wise man."
"In this case, we will make arrangements immediately to make everyone understand this truth." The old man nodded and continued to emphasize his spiritual firmness: "Following is a spontaneous behavior, and it will not last too long. It will pass if you endure it.
——If we persist for one more day, we will approach the fiefdom of a certain Ivy Servant, and the food problem will surely be solved."
"Yes, in two days we should take the water route. How about the boat arranged by the wise man?"
"Based on the Supreme's itinerary, it is inevitable to take the water route, but we don't know where the Supreme will land, so we need to be well prepared in terms of food. Fortunately, this can be solved... On the other hand, there are
Bad news."
"What went wrong?"
"Your Excellency, there is a slight discrepancy in the number of ships. I'm afraid some followers have to squeeze in." Another wise man came out and said softly: "It seems that someone is setting up obstacles for the return of the Supreme Being. The ship we ordered has arrived.
half."
"This is a big problem! If we crowd all the people in and follow the Supreme..."
"Yes, this is a very rude behavior! We have sent people to remedy the situation and brought all our belongings, including the land deed of the farm. As long as we can find the boat, we will do whatever it takes!" The old man sighed:
"In addition, I also need to ask you to send someone there. Please don't worry. As long as your intentions are good and your methods are good and evil, we will bear witness for you when we get there."
"Thank you all for your kindness, wise men. I will give it a try." Chatai nodded in agreement and left under the comforting eyes of the other party.
Of course, the wise men were very relieved. If they brought nearly four thousand staunch followers to Sibia, it would be a great achievement. Moreover, Chatai's origin and style destined him to be only a secular official, so Ivy League's
From a human perspective, it does not constitute a conflict of division of merit.
But what they didn't expect was that Chatai was also very relieved at the moment. Because firstly, he saved the cost of renting the boat; secondly, it was not him who took the lead. Moreover, the boat was not a problem, it was arranged at the early stage of the operation.
Good thing!
As long as you are on the waterway, you can walk at least four to five hundred miles a day, and the ports for embarking and disembarking are all relatively friendly cities in the Pota Empire. It seems that the second half of the journey will be much smoother! (To be continued)