After walking in the forest for an unknown number of days, Boris was exhausted. Hunger and cold hit him like a flood. With trembling hands, he opened the last grain bag. Inside was frozen black bread, which was too hard to eat.
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Snow, snow everywhere, a vast expanse of white, the sky is always shrouded in a layer of haze, it seems that the sun will always penetrate this dark and dead place. He has not felt the warmth of the sun for a long time.
Boris grabbed a pile of snow on the ground, stuffed it into his mouth, and ate the snow to quench his thirst. Along the way, he just carried it like this. But until now, Boris still had only one goal in his heart - to find and destroy all the snow.
Magic Rock. He followed the beastmen. However, it turned out that in the wild jungle land, the beastmen were better at hiding their whereabouts. Boris could no longer tell who was the hunter and who was the prey.
He sat down against a big tree, took out the last loaf of bread, and was about to eat it. Suddenly, a cold arrow flew from the depths of the woods. Boris was unprepared, and the arrow shot into the shoulder socket. The pain made Boris
Reese subconsciously threw away the bread in his hand. The next moment, more arrows flew out from the depths of the woods, and the arrows shuttled between the bare tree trunks, making a whooshing sound.
Accompanying this roaring rain of arrows were hundreds of bloodthirsty beastmen. Boris grabbed the kite shield he wore to block it, while hiding under a big tree to avoid the arrows coming from behind.
After the arrows were fired randomly, there were groups of crazy beastmen. Obviously, in this dark and lightless forest, humans are the prey and the beastmen are the hunters.
After breaking the crude arrow stuck in his shoulder socket, Boris pulled out his weapons - the night watchman's battle ax and the knight's sword. His hands were stained with blood, his body was weak, and his breathing became bursts in the air.
White mist. The beastman roared, trying to tear this weak human into pieces.
"Father, forgive me, your unfilial son. I will die in this cold place with the honor of a warrior. Father, forgive me... I have not brought shame to the family!"
"Dennis...my beloved. Forgive me, we will never see each other again in this life. I love you, love you deeply..."
In front of the crazy and bloodthirsty beastmen, Boris prayed devoutly. He hoped that his words could be heard by the gods and brought to the ears of his lover. However, perhaps, this was simply impossible.
There is no choice.
Looking up at the sky, Boris brandished two weapons and charged forward with a roar.
An ax split open the head of a horned beast, turned around and pierced the lower abdomen of another horned beast with a sword. The battle ax rotated in the hand and chopped down the next one. Blood spurted out from the body of the beast man like a fountain,
Boris's black uniform was instantly dyed red.
He bent down, sidestepped to dodge, used his long sword to fend off the enemy's attack, and used his battle ax to slash at close range. Each of the beastmen fell under his battle ax and long sword.
However, as the battle progressed, Boris's physical strength became more and more exhausted. He had not had enough food and clothing for three days, and the cold was eating away at him. Boris felt that his movements had become much slower and stiffer. He chopped down a hand-held
After catching the horned beast with a short spear, he pulled out the short spear, threw it out with all his strength, shot down another charging beast man, and nailed it to the tree trunk.
He was panting, breathing heavily and breathing more and more quickly. However, after one wave of beastmen fell, there was another wave of more ferocious beastmen. This human was a terrible opponent, but neither was the beastman.
Fool, they seem to have figured out that this human warrior's body is no longer good. He is bleeding and panting. More importantly, he is only one person. And they are a group.
Ho ho ho…
The roar sounded again, and in his weakness, Boris seemed to see Denis, who had become the queen, staring at him in the woods. She was so elegant, wearing a crown of ice and snow, and holding a golden scepter symbolizing royal power in her hand. The top of the scepter,
It is also inlaid with a huge ruby.
She stared at him...
The ear-piercing roar awakened Boris from his hallucination, and a burly big-horned beast roared and smashed the mace club. Boris rolled away with difficulty, and when he stood up, he stabbed the big-horned beast's foot with a sword.
He pinned his rough big feet to the ground, turned sideways, and the battle ax violently split the muscles on the big horned beast's back.
Blood spurted out like a fountain, and just as Boris was about to pull out the long sword nailed to Big Horn's foot, a poor-quality spear stabbed him in the back.
ah……
The pain made Boris scream. He turned around and saw a horned beast with a head full of abscesses and a mouth full of fangs, laughing triumphantly at him. In anger, Boris kicked him down.
After catching this ugly and deformed monster, he pounced on it and struck down with his battle ax, piercing the head of the horned beast. Brains and blood immediately flowed all over the horned beast's face.
However, before Boris could get up, a thick mallet came from behind and knocked Boris to the ground with a hammer.
He felt darkness in front of him, and the beastmen were stepping on him, squeaking and chirping.
Father...I'm sorry...
sorry……
Boris was speechless. Before he died, he silently repented in his heart.
However, the Beast Man was killed with a hammer but it did not happen. Just when Boris gave up resistance, the Beast Man in his body suddenly ran away in terror as if he had seen a devil.
He seemed to hear the strange yet familiar sound of the horn...the horn of the Ugor cavalry...
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Deep in the Bandaga Palace in Kislev, Minister of Culture Ivanovich handed Rhodes the latest rehearsal program. Above are the performance details of more than a dozen stage plays, including titles and specific content. In order to ensure the idea
To be clear, Rhodes also requires that the central idea must be marked at the end of each performance script.
Ivanovich compiled a detailed list based on this standard and requirement.
The first program is The Gods, which tells the legendary stories of the three gods of Kislev - Thor, Daha and Esun, as well as the legendary stories of the heroes blessed by them. On the stage, each hero will appear in turn
, showing one of their most legendary battles or adventures.
The performance time of this program alone is as long as one and a half hours. Ivanovich followed the requirements and marked the central idea column - to show the three gods of Kislev and let the public understand Thor, Daha and the bear father Esun.
.Show the protection of Kislev by the three gods and their blessings to the people chosen by them. Enhance the people's recognition and respect for the three gods.
The second program was The Witch and the King. Rhodes took a look and found that the content was about the early days of Kislev and the contribution the Frost Witches made to the kingdom during the founding process, as well as their bravery.
Fighting, fearless spirit of sacrifice. And how the first generation of kings led the people to fight hard and establish the kingdom in this cold and barren land.
The central idea reads - to show the history of the Kislev ancestors' hard work and creation of their homeland, to enhance the national self-esteem and sense of national belonging of the common people. To praise the selfless dedication of the witches and their importance to the kingdom...
Rhodes read it and nodded with satisfaction, but there are still a few things that need to be modified. For example, there is no need to express too profound emotional meanings, and the lines in many places are too dramatic and too literary, which is not suitable for ordinary civilians.
It is meaningless to say that not only is it incomprehensible, but it is also boring. What Rhodes requires is that it be lively and easy to understand without losing interest, so as not to make the public feel bored after watching it. If the performance becomes compulsory, then it will
It doesn't make much sense anymore. It might even have the opposite effect.
Looking at the script, Rhodes picked up a quill pen, made corrections on it, and gave pointers. Minister Ivanovich could only stand in front of his desk, looking at each other with worry on his face. Every time the great lord made a move, he proved his
The work was even worse. However, from the beginning to the end, I never saw the great lord showing any sullen expression.
Rhodes naturally wouldn't blame him. A similar stage performance has never been held in Kislev on a large scale. It is normal that no one has experience. They still have time. The construction of the Grand Theater has just started, and it will be at least a year before it is completed.
.During this period, they have plenty of time to rehearse and hold small performances.