Catalog of the Lost - a searing epic

When Emel awoke, he looked at the moon above his head, and then looked around, and found that he had woken up without waiting for the horn to blow, perhaps because the excitement in his mind had not yet dissipated, and he could no longer sleep, and his mind was full of anticipation of the dawn.

I don't know how long I waited, but Emer opened his eyes again, but he still didn't wait for the rousing horn, he couldn't stay any longer, so he stood up lightly and walked cautiously out of the soldiers gathered to keep warm.

The soldiers snored like themselves, and the snoring drowned out the smashing of Emer's feet on the grass, and the soldiers fell asleep in this environment.

Soon after, Emel was on the outermost level of the camp, where no one was snoring and it was quiet.

Or maybe the person who can't stand the snoring finds a quiet place, and then a second person who also can't sleep also arrives, maybe only a few minutes, or maybe more than an hour, and dozens of people can gather here.

In order not to disturb them, Emel deliberately moved more than ten meters away from them before finding a place to sit down, facing the direction of Ramhair, in fact, all he could see was the uphill slope of a basin, the undulating terrain obscured the scenery in the distance, and it looked as if the end of the ground extended and the sky merged into a line.

In order to kill time, Emer grabbed a handful of grass next to him, put it in his mouth one by one and began to chew, unconsciously beginning to recall the past.

Before he could remember, Emel felt a tap on the shoulder, turned his head and found that it was the captain, and quickly spit out the grass that he had chewed, he wanted to shout hello to the captain, but was reminded by the captain not to disturb the other sleepers, and this time, Emel was even more embarrassed in front of the captain.

The captain just smiled and sat down beside Emer, grabbing a handful of grass beside him, mixing dirt and putting it in his mouth one by one and chewing it.

"Can't sleep?" said the captain first.

Emel nodded.

"I can't sleep either," as if to kill time, the captain asked, "what do you want?"

"Homesick," the captain didn't speak, as if he wanted Emel to follow along, and Emel wasn't sure if that was the case, so he continued to himself, " I remember the previous winter, when my brother and I were in church, we pushed the wooden board on the wall open, and we could see the starry sky outside, my brother and I were different, he liked to look at the stars, so he would always forget to close the wooden board at night, every time I was blown in by the cold wind that blew in before closing the wooden plank, but to be honest, it was useless, there was a small gap between the wooden board and the wall, and the wind would always blow in through the gap, and my younger brother liked to kick the quilt, so after I closed the wooden board every day, I had to cover my brother's quilt by the way, go back to the bed, wrap my quilt tightly, and wait for the winter to pass day by day。 "

This is a good way to pass the time, and the captain seems to be listening to what Emel said very energetically, and after seeing that Emel is not ready to say any more, he hurriedly asks, "Is there anything else?"

"Also, when I was a child, I was very disgusted with the godfather asking us to pray every day, I thought the steps of those prayers were too cumbersome, we had to open the book, open it to the first page, read the beginning of it, the godfather said that was the most important part, and then we had to turn the page to the place we read last time, I hated to remember this troublesome thing at first, so I secretly folded the pages of the book, and then the godfather found out, my brother gave me the top, and was punished for three days without dinner, the first night, I sneaked into the kitchen to see if there was any leftovers, and when I went back, I saw the godfather put my brother's meal on the door, and then silently walked awayMy brother came out after smelling the fragrance through the crack in the door, thinking that I had prepared it for him, so he took a big gulp. "

The captain laughed out loud, he realized that the time was approaching, and he didn't care if he would wake anyone up.

"I forgot to ask last night, what's your name?".

"Emer. "

The captain thought for a while, trying to find all the shadows similar to this name in his memory, but he couldn't find anything, and after looking for no result, the captain smiled bitterly.

Emel didn't know why he laughed bitterly, and before he could ask any questions, the captain rushed ahead of him and said, "Oh, Emer, we have enough time, I hope you don't mind if I talk to you", Emel nodded, and the captain continued, "Do you see these four hundred, do you know why I don't divide them into squads before acting?".

Emer shook his head and followed the captain's words, "I also have this doubt, obviously if our four hundred people were divided into different squads, the efficiency would obviously be greatly improved, but you seem to be deliberately trying to bring everyone together. "

"Because you haven't seen the Imperial people, they are all monsters, and it is impossible to win if there are few people, so huddling together to survive is the only way", the captain's expression was obviously much more solemn, how strong the enemy was, that expression alone could fully explain, "There is another reason, because there will be deserters at that time." "

The words 'deserter' pierced Emer's heart, and it was proof that he had not yet gained trust, and he longed for the trust of the captain that he could rush to the front and kill an enemy with his own hands.

"This must not be..."

"You're still too young, no, and because you haven't seen those people, and you'll be able to see them at dawn, and you'll be scared to run away if you see that kind of guy. "

Completely incomprehensible to this approach, Emer seemed to be insane, and angrily rebuked his respected captain: "Then why do you still say 'deserter', is it possible that you want it to be like this?".

"Hmm", the captain nodded, and Emer froze in place, "because you need people to live, to tell others what you see, what the enemy looks like, and what to rely on to fight." "

Emer wanted to ask a little more, but the captain just patted him on the shoulder and prepared to organize the team, leaving only one last word.

"Try to live, recruit, try to live until the end of this war. "

"Wait a minute!", Emel came back to his senses and shouted after the captain, "who are you?"

"Don't ask my name, recruit, and remember there's a fool who won't tell you his name. After speaking, the captain waved his hand, leaving only a free and uninhibited back.

The

team of four hundred men had assembled in three minutes, and the huge crowd instantly filled an entire hillside, but their equipment was far less than their number.

At the time of assembly, the captain ordered everyone to go into battle as lightly as possible, including the hundred people he brought to the front line, took off their heavy armor and iron boots, dropped the silver shield, and only carried a sword, and the other recruits did the same, took off the chain mail that had been looted from the towns they had passed by, because the wooden shield was much lighter than the silver shield, so they were allowed to bring it unusually, so there were nearly a hundred people who carried an iron sword on their backs on the premise of carrying a wooden shield. Weapons such as pitchforks were mixed in the ranks, and they seemed so out of place with this lightly armed team.

The

team's plan was to march to a 10,000-meter-high slope outside Numen Court before six o'clock in the morning, while it was still dark, and launch an ambush on the enemy.

This was puzzling to many, as the makeshift team had no well-trained archers, and the word 'ambush' was a bit inappropriate, but before the soldiers could think about it, the captain walked to the front of the group and made his final speech.

"Cheer up! This war is different from usual! This time there are no kingdoms and cultists, let alone dwarves and elves, we are going to fight the Imperials! According to reliable sources from the front, the enemies we have to fight are giants of more than two meters per capita, their strength is far beyond our imagination, and it is almost impossible to defeat them without any experience, so our first task is to survive, accumulate experience, find their weaknesses and defeat them in the future, remember! Deserters will not be held accountable!".

Emer was tall and naturally stood at the back of the line, which made it impossible for him to hear what the captain who was speaking at the front was saying, he only vaguely felt that this very handsome man should be saying something encouraging.

After all, the first battle is about to begin.