Chapter 236: Music and Poetry

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At night, a huge bonfire burned, and the orcs of the cave lion tribe gathered

around the fire to celebrate the downfall of the magic pig that was causing

trouble, and by the way, there was food for the winter.

The dead leaves and wood were piled into small cones, and the flames in the

autumn wind burned extremely vigorously. Some orcs danced around the fire and

beat drums. The rhythmic drums and the distant ballads brought everyone's

thoughts into the distant legend.

[Across the thorns, across the poisonous swamp]

[The King of Fangs with an Iron Crown]

[He strangles the viper's throat and makes him surrender. ]

...

[Over the wilderness, over the snow-capped mountains]

[The king of beasts holding a giant axe]

[He overturns the mammoth to the ground and makes it kneel. ]

...

[Swimming across the seven seas, jumping off the cliff. ]

[The Wild King with Grass Boots]

[He grabs the wings of the goshawk and lets it lead the way. ]

...

[Ah, Kedalen]

[The King of Kings]

[King of the Beasts]

[He is the Child of Flame]

[He is the protector of the hunter]

[He is the eternal king followed by thousands of warriors]

The heroic voices of the orcs echoed in the wilderness, and under the dark

sky, surrounding the grand bonfire, along with the pulsing drums, everyone

sang ancient poems together with the last sentence from time to time.

This is a poem about the life of Kedalen’s legend, the founder of the Crazy

Tooth Empire. The orcs did not deliberately name this poem or story, and even

human scholars gave it an elegant name, "The Poem of Fire."

Lorrain Hill sat on a wooden stake next to the bonfire, watching the orcs in

the arena singing and dancing, singing in unison, even Niya next to him would

gently sing a few words in chorus.

The melody of the ballad is not complicated, and the simple notes turn back

and forth, but after these lionmane people sang it, it has a strange charm. A

kind of exotic feeling in the wilderness appeared in front of Lorrain Hill.

The crimson fire light reflected on the beautiful face, the white dress

covered his knees, and was a little hot by the flames in the distance. Lorrain

Hill opened his mouth and tried to follow the beat, singing and learning this

ancient ballad in a low voice.

This simple melody ballad was sung like this over and over again, and after a

long time, it slowly stopped.

After turning it over a few times, the meat beside the fire was almost

roasted, and several orcs took it off, put it on a plate, and distributed it

to everyone. Two of them specially brought Lorraine and Niya in front of them.

"Thank you."

The brown and delicate barbecue is sprinkled with salt grains and purple grass

seeds. Purple grass seeds are a kind of spice commonly used by local beasts.

It is regarded as a kind of grass seeds of pasture. It will give off a unique

fragrance when roasted. To dispel the fishy smell and make the barbecue taste

better.

Lorraine didn't eat meat with milk wine like other orcs, but took out a glass

of water and sipped it with chopsticks.

Due to the huge size of the devil pig, it is also a rare occasion to celebrate

tonight and eat meat openly. Many orcs have smiles on their faces, and some

children are chasing happily among the crowd, and are stopped by their elders

from time to time. Some orcs laughed and took the barbecue on their plate, and

gave them to these guys to eat more.

After dinner, some orcs began to compete with their bare hands beside the

fire, these tribes on the grassland. There are not many entertainment

activities, except for eating and dancing at the banquet, that is, wrestling

with each other.

Many onlookers nearby cheered for the partners in the field, and some formed

small circles, learning to sing or tell stories.

"...So Kedalen allowed the other tribes to surrender one by one, holding high

the banner of fangs, and becoming the king of all orcs."

Lorraine, Niya and a dozen orcs sat around the old shaman, listening to him

telling about the ancient past and legends.

Kedalen, the founder of the Crazy Fang Empire, claimed to be the son of fire.

He obtained the legacy of the giant royal court from the sea of fire,

unified the scattered orc tribes, and established a country to fight against

the expansion of the elven kingdom in the wilderness and plains. It was an

ally with the ogre kingdom at that time.

In the First Age, the True Red Empire was established, and mankind rose for

the first time and confronted the Orc Empire. Unfortunately, after hundreds of

years, the true red empire was destroyed and destroyed by the orcs. But the

group of learned and capable transcendents cultivated by the True Red Empire

did not all die. They were scattered on all sides, some hid in the mountains

of sighs, some crossed east to the sea, and some went south.

A small group of people pondered over the method of defeating the enemy, and

finally discovered the extraordinary power of the Necromancer sequence. With

corpses and dead souls as the core, it drives skeletons and ghosts. These

undead who are not afraid of death have a great advantage in fighting against

flesh and blood. In just a few decades, the sequence of undead spirits has

been expanding among humans, and the army of bones like the ocean spread

across the earth, extinguishing the flames of life, killing and conquering

those dead enemies in the past.

The wisteria crescent flag is so full of the earth, and finally the remnants

of the orcs are driven to the Gufia steppe, the ogres and silver elves are

destroyed, the ice elves travel overseas, the forest elves live in seclusion

in the forest, and the world also enters The second era.

After the old shaman finished telling the story of Kedalen, several other orcs

also told various legends one by one. Some were legends about heroes, and some

were poignant love stories. Their faces are facing the fire, sometimes

gestures in the story, and sometimes they learn the famous sayings and words,

their expressions are vivid and exaggerated, firmly attracting everyone's

eyes, and people can't help but indulge in it.

"Ms. Lorland remembers any story or Shiyao, you can also tell it to everyone.

We are all things circulating on the grassland, and there is no new feeling

between each other." The old shaman looked at this fascinated person. The girl

asked with a smile, with a hint of kindness in her old voice.

"Me..." Lorraine Hill hesitated a little. A story that is too long is

definitely not suitable for this, but short stories, she knows mostly fairy

tales, and these orcs are probably not interested.

Let’s sing a simple song. Thinking of Lorraine standing up here, he first went

back to the tent where he lived, and then took out a xylophone from the ring.

This was what she used in school practice, but it came in handy at this time.

.

The main body of this setter is made of rosewood, the neck is made of

mahogany, and the body has 6 strings. It can produce a pleasant sound when you

flick it gently.

The girl in the white dress walked back lightly holding the sitron, sat down

again, and closed her eyes slightly. She pressed the strings with one hand and

flicked the strings with the other. The ethereal and clear voice sounded

gently under the vast night sky.

Gently, she walked by

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Red as a rose, red as a rose

Skin, pale as moonlight

Gently, she walked by

Eyes, as blue as the sea and the sky

As clear as running water, as clear as running water

The heart burns like a bonfire at night

Gently, she walked by

The singing is light and gentle, although it was made by unknown predecessors,

but in the eyes of everyone, the beautiful woman in the song and the girl in

front of them slowly overlapped.

The cold moon shines on the light gauze, and the night fire reflects the

beauty.

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