How to wear a goddess statue

For now, Uracan is still the head of the Sanur pantheon.

When he showed the power of the head of the gods, the deterrent effect was quite obvious. Kasner's gods did not show their expressions, but a trace of influence could be seen from the performance.

Except Perluther.

She remained motionless, looking at the wolf god, as if looking at a wild dog that had lost its temper.

"What do you mean?" Perluther whispered softly.

The face of the wolf god was covered with dark clouds, which was more terrifying than the weather at this time: "You said that the Cassne pantheon has the trump card to defeat the Soran god, let us wait. Wait? The king of Sanur is dead, Only one of his sons survived, how long do we have to wait?"

Of course the wolf god has reason to be irritable.

In the battle against Solancia, although Sanur retained some outstanding fighters, and the royal family also left one person, but in the end, there were many casualties and heavy losses. There is nothing good about Nurfang.

Carve up Solancia?

Even if Kasne wins and becomes the new owner of the land instead of the Soran royal family, this victory has nothing to do with Sanur.

How should a tribe that has been expelled from Solan's territory and can only temporarily hide in the wasteland to find opportunities share the spoils of the winner? Everything they have done so far is simply making wedding dresses for Kasniel!

Facing the furious wolf god, Perluther showed complete indifference.

"The current situation is not what Kasne expects. Our humans have already made plans for Sanur. If your humans are up to date, they will have already penetrated into the interior of Solancia."

Subtext: The opportunity is right in front of you, who made you miss it.

Wolf God... Wolf God really can't refute.

Sanur's army is good at fighting, and they can attack the important city of Digbia quickly regardless of the cost.

but--

At this point, Perluther still refused to allow the Sanur pantheon to break through the barrier. The original words were:

"It's useless to be in a hurry. Entering Solan's territory will only confront God Solan in the first place. Do you still expect to help humans in the past?"

It is also not recommended to return to the territory of Sanur to take care of the remaining people, because "if divine power can determine the victory or defeat of a person, the Kasneh army should have been defeated in Bananna. Even if they go back, they will just watch Human beings are busy on their own, it is better to wait for the opportunity here."

Opportunity, what Perluther talked about most was opportunity, but he didn't see this opportunity popping up.

The wolf god stopped talking, and his expression was cloudy and uncertain.

Just as Eleuil guessed, the wolf god also had doubts about Perluther at this time, but he didn't reveal it.

He stood where he was, blinked his wolf eyes slowly, and swept towards his fellow clan behind him.

The Vulture God was chatting with the Kasner Beast God, and it seemed that they had become friends during this period; the Buffalo God was looking at the enchantment eagerly, only wanting to rush into the divine force field; Avoid looking at me, pretending not to look for me if you have something to do.

Only the Sheep God stayed where he was, obviously a god, but he showed full restraint, the coiled horns seemed to have no impact force, his ears were neatly retracted, and she looked blankly at the Wolf God.

Uracan narrowed his eyes.

"Xie Lipu, go back to the grassland and watch."

This sentence was wrapped and transmitted by divine power, and no other gods could hear it except the sheep god Xie Lipu.

On the other hand, Perluther looked over with a smile, without saying a word, but his dark blue eyes seemed to be able to see everything.

The wolf god is not afraid of being noticed communicating with the sheep, anyway, it is impossible to hear what they are saying: "Go back now, anyway, you are not good at fighting, so I don't need you here."

After hearing this, Xie Lipu nodded silently and disappeared in place.

At the same time, Taz also made preparations for breaking out.

He has been stationed in Bananna for many years. Of course, he has deep feelings for this city, but compared to a fixed city, the officers and soldiers who follow him are more important.

On the day Horst fled, if it weren't for these people and his last persistence as a side branch of the Solan royal family, he might have followed.

But now, the city can't be defended anymore, at least people must be kept.

Arrangements must be made carefully, where the weak point and where there may be an ambush must be considered in advance, even so, mistakes will inevitably occur.

Kasnier's encirclement circle lacks one of three, and a small side is specially deployed with obviously weak troops, but the terrain behind this road is suitable for ambushes, and I am afraid that if you choose this place, you will face an ambush that is more difficult to break through.

Taz thought about it all night, and finally decided to avoid the intentionally left gap and break out from the west.

When Taz led his army towards the encirclement and noticed something strange on the road ahead, it was too late.

The nailed iron horseshoe stepped on the leaves and sand used as camouflage, and when it stepped on the ground, the horse fell into the pit in panic, broke its four hooves, and the horse fell over, neighing in pain.

Taz also slid off the horse's back, and on the ground at the bottom of the pit, there were irregularly arranged sharp wooden sticks.

The falling trend was unstoppable, and the shadow of death brought by the sharp weapon was about to pierce his eye sockets. Taz's pupils shrank sharply, but was pulled back by his nephew the next moment.

Romul pulled his uncle onto the horse and said anxiously, "It's a trap!"

Of course it is a trap, and it is a pit that needs to be filled with life. The cavalry who charged ahead fell into the pit with their men and horses. They are the materials for filling the pit.

Only by rushing over with a flesh and blood shell can others have a chance of survival.

Taz didn't stay silent for two seconds before making a decision.

This breakout was a success in terms of results.

Bananna's defenders lost half, but those who managed to escape were the elite, the actual commander and nominal symbol of the city—that is, both Taz and Romul were alive.

The Kasniers followed closely behind, and the cavalry at the tail of the team stayed behind. By the time the Kasnier army dealt with these fearless fighters, the large force had already fled away.

It was a young man who led the Kasner army.

He is not tall and unremarkable, with drooping eyes and gentle eyes, and his gray hair is neatly combed back.If it didn't appear here, it would be difficult for people to associate him with the battlefield.

But if the envoy sent to Sanur is still alive, he will immediately kneel before this man's horse and call him His Highness.

As the only heir of King Kasne, the seemingly weak and good-tempered Kymon is the real initiator of this war.

"Don't chase, let them escape." Camon said, turning his horse's head. "Bananna is ours now."

The soldiers cheered. They stepped over the pit filled with the bodies of the Sorans, and occupied Bananna after clearing the small number of troops that did not follow and evacuated.

It was a bloody day, but not the worst battle yet.

Although Taz's breakout retained its vitality, on the contrary, the city of Bananna and the people in the city who had no time to escape, no matter the descendants of nobles or civilian slaves, became captives in the hands of the Kasniers.

Using this important city as a springboard, the Kassneh army split into two groups and opened up a battle line along the coast. Some city lords fled watching the wind, and some city lords stayed in the city, voluntarily surrendering in exchange for life and status.

Regarding the latter, Camon was very tolerant, allowing them to retain their original noble status, but they could not continue to stay in the original city, and when other stubborn city lords refused to surrender, they let them go as lobbyists.

Among them, there is a city lord who is very tough.

He is also a close relative of the royal family. Although the blood is far away, he still insists on the dignity of being a royal family. He refuses to surrender no matter what, and personally kills many Kasni people.

In the end, the strength was insufficient, the city lord and his own soldiers fought together until the last moment, the defenders began to rout, and the officials in the city surrendered after a short struggle.

For these officials, Camon did not uphold the usual tolerance.

He not only killed the officials who surrendered, but also slaughtered the residents who had no resistance in the city, and finally set fire to the city.

In the flames, this small city was completely destroyed.

Like a silent warning.

After this incident, the coastal defense line collapsed even faster, and it finally collapsed half a month after the Bananna defenders broke through.

Camon looked up, observing the reliefs of the temple.

As if feeling very artistic, he circled around before entering the small temple belonging to the river goddess through the main entrance.

In Solancia's concept, clear water is fresh water, while salt water is sea water. Rhodes is regarded as the incarnation of all clear water in the world, and it is reasonable to say that the ocean is not within her power.

However, the mechanism for the formation of the will of civilization is not as it is in legends. Rhodes is also the main god of water, and sea water is not within the power of the goddess of rivers, but in the theocratic power of the main god of water.

In the coastal areas, temples to the Goddess of the Ilu River have been built in many cities. In places with abundant water sources, there will always be slightly more people who believe in Rhodes.

When Camon walked into the temple, the door of the sacrificial room was locked tightly. He knew that there were more than a dozen priests hiding inside who did not dare to come out.

But he didn't come here to trouble these Sorans.

Camon saw the person he was looking for by a pool, an old woman wearing a specially decorated robe, which was only worn by priests in Kasna.

"Auntie," Camon greeted.

The woman didn't raise her head: "Did you bring everything?"

Kaimon nodded, indicating to the guards behind him to place the things they carried on the ground. There were a variety of sacrificial instruments, including an inconspicuous wooden box.

"Why is the ceremony held at the Temple of Solan?"

Camon asked.

"This is the will of the goddess, and I will only obey it." The woman murmured, "Thousands of years have passed, Solancia and Kasner have forgotten, only ours has always remembered."

"What this land owes us, we must get back everything, starting today!"

Camon didn't speak, but just watched the ceremony curiously.

The woman—the spiritual goddess priest of Kasner prepared everything and began the sacrificial ceremony.

She drank the concoction and danced a prayerful dance around the sacrifice.

"We have occupied the coast, and according to your will, we will enshrine it here."

"Eternal Perluther, I beg you to send down the oracle..."

Repeated over and over again, finally, the expression on the woman's face changed instantly.

From fanatical prayers to a plain but just right smile, a deep blue wave of light flashed across his raised eyes.

She stopped dancing and looked at Camon.

"You've done a good job." The voice and the smile are equally soft and steady, unchanged at all.

Camon bowed his head: "I dare not take it."

The woman turned her head, her eyes fell on the closed sacrificial room, and she took a deep look.

Immediately afterwards, her expression changed back without warning, and the woman was stunned for a moment, ecstatic: "It's the oracle, the gods will come, let us return to this land, just as she also wants to return here."

Kaimon shrugged, the sacrificial ceremony was completed, it was useless for him to stay here, so he turned his head and left.

As soon as he walked to the door, a messenger came to report.

"Your Highness, the team on the east road caught a Soran man outside the city on the route and said he was the real king of Solancia."

The messenger paused, without concealing his sarcasm: "It's that Horst."