Give Me the Name of God

Late at night, a man stood on a branch, looking at the Seven Star City under the moonlight.

He has long silver hair, is wrapped in blue armor, and wears a blue laurel wreath on his head.

He is a fourth-level believer of Apollo. The dark night is as bright as day to him, and he can see the distant city clearly.

There are many soldiers on top of the city, Manda Claude Sai's soldiers, they are like a group of pigs, stretching their necks waiting to be slaughtered. There is bound to be a big harvest tonight.

He waved his hand behind him, and a hundred archers appeared in the forest. They wore the same armor and carried the same long bow. Everyone could jump lightly on the branches, as if they were elves growing in the mountains and forests.

The Itathians, the descendants of Troy who were blessed by Apollo, were embarking on a holy battle of revenge under the guidance of the God of Light.

Their battle plan consists of three steps:

The first step is to kill all the people who come out of Seven Star City and let them stay in the city.

The second step is to continuously attack the south gate, allowing the enemy to concentrate all their forces on the south gate, thus ignoring the defenses in other locations.

The third step is to use the weapons of the Itathua people to cross the city wall and attack the Seven Star City, kill half of the population in the city, avenge the dead messenger, capture Manda Claudesai alive, shave his hair, and skin him. He stripped him of his clothes and asked him to repent in the temple of Apollo for a year, and finally the god of light decided his life and death.

The first step of the tactic has been successful, and the second step has also achieved good results. They will do some testing tonight. If it is determined that the enemy does not dare to go out, they will start the third step of the tactic.

The leader of this group of archers is called Lacus. His great-grandfather was King Itathia, his grandfather was an Elder Itathia, and his father was an alternate elder. In his generation, he became a low-ranking noble. In this war Serve as a centurion.

There was no way, there were many brothers in each generation of their family. From his grandfather to him, he was never the eldest son, and his status as a noble was reduced again and again.

This is an opportunity. If he wins this battle, he will most likely become a captain of thousands. If he performs more meritorious deeds in the next battle, he will have the opportunity to become a general.

His uncle, the army commander Sawant, had promised so, and more than one person knew the news. There was a female soldier among his subordinates who looked good but had a somewhat stubborn temperament. He had given her some hints before, but she actually pretended do not understand.

Since receiving this news, she has become much more proactive, and from time to time she will show Lacus a meaningful smile.

She smiled again tonight, and her smile was sweeter than usual. She came to Lacus and whispered: "If there are still enemy troops falling on the city wall today, please leave some for me. I have not received meritorious service before. "

According to the tradition of the Itahuias, the enemy's ears are an important evidence for calculating meritorious service. This female warrior's luck was not very good, and there was no gain in the first few battles.

There are so many enemy soldiers tonight, she should be able to pick one or two out, but even if she shoots the enemy soldiers, she may not be able to get the credit. It depends on whether she has the courage to go up and cut off the ears, and it also depends on her hands. Is it fast enough? Of course, if there is an order from the centurion, things will be much simpler.

But Lacus would not provide help in vain. He said casually: "I really want to help you, but I can't break the rules. I can't let you steal other people's military exploits. Your shooting skills still need to be polished, especially in terms of strength." , you are too far behind."

The female warrior lowered her head and said, "I need your guidance."

Lacus nodded: "Let's wait for tomorrow night. I will help you adjust the bow string first, and then correct your movements."

He emphasized that it would be tomorrow night. This hint was already very clear, but the female warrior was even more anxious than him: "Why not tonight? If we can end the battle earlier, I will wash off the sweat on my body immediately and wait for you. Guidance.”

Lacus smiled, this girl was quite right.

"Okay, then let's work harder and fight."

"But I'm worried that I still won't get any merit tonight." She was worried that Lakus would be in vain.

Lacus smiled and said: "Don't worry, there is no wind tonight, just draw the bowstring to full capacity. As long as your arrows can fly to the top of the city, your merits will definitely be indispensable."

For Lacus, it was not difficult for this female warrior to gain some merit. Even if he asked for a few ears from others, they would not dare not give them to him. After all, he was a man who was about to become a general.

Tonight is really a good time to make achievements. There is not a trace of wind, which is most conducive to the performance of the archers. It is roughly estimated that hundreds of enemies should be killed tonight.

Lacus looked at the female warrior. There was a blush on the female warrior's face, which made him even more excited.

Perhaps he was too excited, he felt dizzy, and his steps were not as steady as before.

What's going on here? My throat was itchy, my chest felt tight, my temples ached, my stomach was cramping, and I wanted to vomit.

After jumping over two treetops in succession, Lakus couldn't help but vomited out. He didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of his female subordinates. He was trying to find a way to cover up his embarrassment, but he found that the female warrior was in worse condition than him.

She had fallen out of the tree and was rolling back and forth in the dirt.

what happened? Did you eat something wrong tonight?

Lakus grabbed the branch with difficulty and watched the soldiers behind him fall to the ground, rolling and vomiting.

His vision became increasingly blurry, and his arms lost strength. He fell from the treetops, plunged into the soil, and lost consciousness instantly.

When he woke up, he found a middle-aged man in a wheelchair appearing in front of him.

"The gods in the sky testify that I, the Claude Sai tribe, did not intentionally resist the gods. What we did today was really forced..." After praying, the poet ordered his men to take Lacus back to the Seven Star City. His men asked Said: "How to deal with the others?"

The poet said: "According to the order of the lord, the women are taken back and distributed to the brothers at the next draft. The men have their heads chopped off and the bodies are burned!"

…

On the top of the city, Manda looked at Lakus.

After drinking some decoction, Lacus's spirit recovered a lot.

He looked at Manda with contempt and said calmly: "Do it, I will watch you beside the God of Light until the day you fall into hell."

"That day is too far away, let's talk about the things at hand first," Manda smiled, "I have a few questions to ask you."

Lakus sneered: "Stop dreaming, I won't say anything. You can torture me and use whatever means you want. Itashua's men have steel bones. I won't beg or whine. No." He can utter a single word without even blinking..."

Manda cut off his left hand.

Seeing the blood spurting out, Lacus almost lost consciousness. He wanted to scream, but because of the excessive force, his breath was stuck in his throat and he could not make a sound.

Pluto sprinkled him with powder to stop bleeding and poured some decoction into him. After regaining his breath, Lacus let out a shrill wail, which made everyone's eardrums hurt.

Manda tried her best to calm him down: "Are you willing to answer my questions now?"

While speaking, Manda looked at Lakus' right hand.

Lacus said with tears: "Our battle plan is divided into three steps. The first step is to make you dare not go out. We have succeeded. The second step is to make you guard the city gate. We are almost successful. The third step is to cross." The walls occupy your city. The army is ready. A commander and four elders are responsible for directing the battle. Their camp is in the forest. They have more than five hundred people with them. And the army, they have more than three thousand. People change their stationed locations every day, and I don’t know where they are…”

Manda shook her finger and said, "Slow down, don't say so much at once, I'm confused. First, where is your elder?"

"Deep in the deep forest, there are many Sandalwood trees nearby. I can take you to find them."

"No need," Manda smiled, "I know the place you mentioned. My friends in the forest told me about it, and the army you mentioned. You don't know where they are?"

"I, I don't know yet, I can help you find out..."

"You don't know. I can tell you that my friends have discovered them a long time ago. I'm just curious, when will they attack?"

"They have to wait for a signal from the commander-in-chief."

Manda smacked her lips and said, "You are such a person. You told me everything I wanted to know so quickly. So what's the use of keeping you?"

…

The Itashuas maintained the traditions of the classical era. Their country had two kings, a thirty-member council of elders (including two kings), five censors and an assembly of citizens.

They do not have permanent military officials. Before each war, the council of elders will select one person as the commander-in-chief, four people from the nobles as generals, and a number of thousands-capurions, centurions and ordinary soldiers to form the army.

The person serving as commander-in-chief is usually one of the two kings, but they have lost one king and the other king must stay in the kingdom, so they chose Savant from among the elders as the commander-in-chief.

Savant did not have much military experience. In fact, almost no one in the Kingdom of Itathia had military experience. Under the blessing of Apollo, they lived in seclusion in the mountains for hundreds of years. During this period, except for the occasional meeting among the nobles, Fighting, they have not experienced a real war.

Although they received Apollo's oracle that they would win this battle, to be on the safe side, the Council of Elders still selected four elders as generals to fight with Savant.

This creates a serious problem. There is no status gap between the commander-in-chief and the general, causing them to have fierce differences on many issues.

Right now they were debating a very important issue, whether to promote Lacus to the rank of captain.

Sawant took this for granted. His nephew led his army to kill more than a hundred enemies without any casualties. His performance was so impressive that he should be promoted.

But other elders did not think so. One elder said very directly: "The God of Light has an oracle. Our enemies have no courage to resist at all. Facing enemies who will not resist, is this achievement worth showing off?"

Another elder said: "The enemies are like pigs waiting to be slaughtered. When we attack their city, we will kill tens of thousands of enemies. The more than a hundred people killed by Lacus are really not worth mentioning!"

"Absurd!" Sawant said angrily, "You cannot cover up Lacus's achievements because of future achievements! Everything he has done deserves the glory he deserves."

An elder sneered: "What kind of honor is this..."

Before the elder finished speaking, he suddenly heard someone taking over the conversation in the forest: "This is considered an honor! He should be recorded with meritorious deeds!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a spherical object rolled into the tent and stopped in front of everyone.

Sawant was shocked. He was the first to identify it. It was the head of his nephew Lacus.

Manda slowly walked into the tent and said with a smile: "He killed more than a hundred of my soldiers. This is your greatest achievement. If any of you can go back alive, you must write this achievement on your In the history books, now, send a signal to your army and let them attack."