Catalog of the Lost - a searing epic

After leaving the refugee ranks, Emel joined the first team he encountered.

An improvised team of 400 people.

This temporary team is divided into captains and team members, including the captain, only a hundred people are soldiers trained by the regular army, and the rest are young people who have joined the army with the same enthusiasm as Emer, no one knows anyone, and naturally there is not much communication, maybe everyone does not want their relatives and friends to enter the battlefield, which is the same as Emer.

Perhaps because of the urgency of time, the captain did not divide the four hundred men into one squad after another, nor did he set up a second leader other than him, and Emer thought that he might be as convinced as he was that the three hundred who joined temporarily would not escape.

It was only after joining the army that Emel found himself half a head taller than everyone here, he had always thought that there were few tall men in the town, let alone women, but here he realized that he was already a little taller than the average man in the country.

Today was Emer's first night in the army, and they received orders during the day to fight in Numenting in the west, so they marched towards Numenting with great speed.

Numenting was very close to Emer's home, Lalheim, about fifty miles north of Lalheim, and he often went there, knowing that it was a city where the people were rich and happy, and that the local lords were quite prestigious, and that the local orphanage was more than one level higher than the orphanage in Lalheim.

In the evening, they had only walked half the distance, and it was estimated that they would not be there until tomorrow, so they found a hillside and camped to rest, and the people who could cook began to cook, and the others took turns to keep watch.

Although it was a camp, there was no fence or obstruction on all sides, and everyone sat on the hillside, forming one circle after another, and in the middle of each circle a fire was lit, and camping in the night, the captain and a few of his cronies went to the end, dyed the fire, and held a battle meeting.

The soldiers' dinner was a soup made of boiled cabbage and carrots in clear water, without salt in it, and the main food was only steamed buns and cakes that had been left for a few days.

Emer, accustomed to the food of the church, was so hard at his stomach that he glanced around and saw that everyone else had broken up a small piece of hard bread or steamed bun and threw it into the soup, and then swallowed it in one gulp, not bothering to taste the taste of the food, even if the soup and steamed bun had no taste.

Just as Emel was struggling to swallow the steamed bun, which had been soaked for a long time but was still unpalatable, in front of the battalion where the captain was meeting, a soldier shouted, "Is there anyone in the team who is familiar with Numenting!"

Emel glanced around, and there was no one who raised his hand, so Emel raised his hand and shouted, "I'm from Lalheim Church, and I should be familiar with it because I often have to pray with Numenting Church." "

The messenger glanced at him and made a 'come-over gesture,' and Emer took the opportunity to put the unpalatable food aside, and ran to the back of the line as if to avoid it.

Emer thought that the captain should eat better than himself, at least not dry and hard steamed buns, because he subjectively thought that a person who could command 400 people and was willing to go to the front line head-on must be a person with his own special charm, but he was wrong, the captain ate the same thing as himself, the same soup of cabbage and carrots, plus the dry and hard steamed buns.

While the soldiers next to him were analyzing the terrain next to Numenting, the captain was struggling to nibble on a piece of steamed buns that seemed to be split with a sword, chewing, and at the same time listening carefully to the soldiers' plans.

Emel stood still, so that the soldier who had just spoken to him did not wake him up three or four times, and simply pushed him.

After a stumble, Emer came back to his senses, and then took his eyes off the steamed bun in the captain's hand, but found that everyone's eyes were staring at him, and they all had a similar coldness in their eyes, maybe this is what only people who have experienced war will stay.

The

captain noticed that Emel had been staring at his steamed buns, so he joked, "Do you want to eat it?".

Emel shook his head in embarrassment, causing everyone present to laugh, though Emel himself didn't think there was anything funny about it.

Because he was chewing food, the captain's voice sounded muffled, but not completely inaudible.

"Are you from Numenting?".

"Report!No!".

It may have been an overly serious expression and shout, and everyone in the room burst into laughter again.

"Don't be serious, recruit," said a man who looked like a veteran, laughing, "we don't eat people, we don't have to be so reserved, just like friends." "

They weren't what she thought, Emel thought to herself.

The soldiers he thought in his heart were all the kind of disciplined and well-organized teams, but when he saw these people, he changed his view of the concept of soldiers in his heart, in fact, soldiers are also one person after another, and some of them are also funny and humorous.

Emer smiled sheepishly, then added, "I am from Lalheim, and I have been adopted by the church in Lalheim since I was a child, and because of the proximity of Lalheim and Numenting, we often perform godly ceremonies together. "

"Church?" the captain stopped chewing when he heard this, "Are you a clergy?".

"No, I'm a lumberjack. "

"That's good", the captain chewed again, "don't think about praying to the gods to save you in front of that kind of enemy, we rescued a soldier who fled back from the front line, he said that the enemy is a monster, and before he could finish all the important information, he was scared to death, his mind was quite miserable, his face was pale and foaming at the mouth." "

Emer was stunned for a moment, he felt that the situation should not be so serious, because the other party is a human, no matter how exaggerated it is, the other party is still a human, as long as it is a human, it can be killed.

Immediately afterward, the captain waved at Emer, who began to introduce Numenting and the surrounding terrain.

Lalheim, like Numentin, was hardly a coastal town, with a plain area to the east from the sea, and the two nearby towns turned into undulating basins that stretched to the main cities of the imperial kingdom.

Considering that the town personnel have basically withdrawn, the safest way is to ambush the enemy in the town, and take advantage of the shelter of the houses and the terrain to annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop.

In addition, Numenting is a mineral city, and the rocks in the city are piled up in a house, and he knows the location of that house.

Emer's idea was to go to Numenting before dawn, hide them on the roof of the house by carrying rocks, smash huge stones into the enemy's head when they approached, and severely wound the enemy by surprise attack, and then end their lives with a sword and a fork.

After Emel had introduced the topography of Numenting, he told the captain everything he had planned, but the captain did not say anything after listening to it, and there was no expression on his face, as if he had already planned for himself.

In the end, the captain only said that the party would prepare for the march before dawn, and Emel realized that his idea had been adopted, and returned to the camping soldiers with some triumph.

The soldiers had already fallen asleep, and it was only then that Emel realized that time had passed long enough.

The soup is already cold, some of the winter sea is as cold as the sea, and it is clear that it is just autumn.

Emer returned to his meal, sat on the floor, picked up the soup that was already cold next to him and the steamed bun that was still hard to bite, and swallowed it directly with the steamed bun and soup.

Satiety came with a slight drowsiness, and Emer took advantage of the situation to lie down and slowly fell asleep.

Before he fell asleep, he was expecting the call in his mind, and he felt that his first battle after joining the army would soon be fought, followed by victory.

Since the first battle was won, then the second victory was immediately followed, and the third, and soon, he would be able to become a man of great military exploits, and only in this way could he become a man who could change everything.