Summoning Total War

Chapter 85 Epic victory! (middle)

(I didn’t eat dinner. I just cooked some porridge to fill my stomach. It’s more like it’s a little late.)

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When Murphy wakes up from his coma.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and the high priest was beside him, and the wound on his chest had been bandaged. Although the pain is still there, breathing is no longer as difficult as before. It seems that the high priest has used magic to heal the wound on his chest, at least he will not be able to breathe. Murphy really doesn't plan to try it again in this life, the feeling of hypoxia and suffocation caused by having a lung lobe punctured.

But the orc general with a scar on his face was so fierce that he even had his head chopped off but still wanted to leave a knife on his body.

Thinking of it, Murphy couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling slightly.

Facing these ferocious but rational enemies is much more difficult than facing those jackals who don't have much wisdom.

Holding the frame of the car with one hand, Murphy struggled to sit up, but the high priest sitting next to him stopped him. The woman held up his back with her right hand and half hugged his body in her arms. She stared at him with bright and deep eyes like stars. After a long time, a gentle smile appeared on her face. She leaned down gently. She kissed Murphy on the forehead and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm late."

Murphy didn't ask her why she was late.

But he believed that there must be a reason why the high priest came later than scheduled. If he asked, the high priest would naturally tell him. But he didn't ask, because the high priest finally arrived. Moreover, Athens ultimately won.

So, the reason no longer matters.

Just as she said.

"I was born because of you, and I will naturally follow you."

In this world, if even the high priest is not worthy of his trust, then Murphy really doesn't know who else he can trust.

If that's true.

Even if you are on the throne of the gods, it would be a kind of sadness.

The brilliance of divinity covers up humanity, which is why Murphy has always rejected Athena but is very close to the high priest.

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He raised his hand and caressed the high priest's soft cheek. The ligaments in the palm of his hand had begun to heal and were now simply bandaged. In a head-to-head battle, the tiger's mouth is the most vulnerable position to injury. If you are not a person who has been exercising for a long time, I am afraid that the tiger's mouth will crack and lose combat effectiveness in one confrontation. True strength is not born in an instant, but is forged through long hours of sweat and hard work.

This is why Murphy has been taking time to undergo brutal training with the Spartans.

"How long have I been unconscious?" Murphy looked at the sky and saw that the rainstorm had already stopped. But the ground was still wet, and the air was still filled with the strong smell of blood. The sun has moved to the west, but Murphy cannot yet judge the time based on the sun's position.

The high priest smiled lightly. She put Murphy's injured hands in her arms and said softly: "It won't take long."

"We have won."

"You lost a lot of blood and need a good rest now."

Murphy in turn held the high priest's hand. He slowly shook his head and said, "There are still many things for me to deal with, right?"

"Come on. Help me up!"

Looking at the firm expression of the man in her arms, the corners of the high priest's eyes were slightly warm. She was the person who knew Murphy best, and she was also the woman who had witnessed his growth all the way. She is just the stubbornness in this man's bones. As long as something is determined by his will, it is often difficult to change.

In desperation, the high priest could only carefully help him up.

Although divine magic can heal injuries and illnesses, it cannot make a person recover all at once.

That level of spellcasting is no longer magical.

But divine grace!

With the help of the high priest, Murphy started to do it with difficulty.

He calmed his breathing slightly to avoid touching the wound in his chest.

Under his order, the few remaining general guards brought the generals over. At this time, the chief priest of the God of War also came to him with the head of an orc. Murphy noticed that there were only three fingers left on the left hand of the Chief Priest of the God of War. This was the first time Murphy had seen the Chief Priest of the God of War injured. It seemed that the battle after his coma was still quite brutal!

Placing the head of the Orc chief in front of Murphy, the chief priest of the God of War knelt down on one knee but did not speak.

Murphy looked at the man with a resolute face in front of him, and then set his sights on the Spartan conqueror behind him. Only eight of the twenty-four Spartan conquerors remained, and three were brought over on stretchers. Although they did not lose their lives, their injuries were so serious that they might never be able to fight again. With their bodies severely injured, they may only be able to serve as priests in the War Temple in the future. This is a very cruel thing for the Spartan warriors who value glory above life.

Murphy put his hand on the shoulder of the Chief Priest of the God of War, and he looked at the expressionless warriors in front of him. They were not without emotions, Murphy could feel the sadness hidden in their hearts, which was the pain of the passing of the robe. It's just that they all keep these emotions deep in their hearts, because they are the best warriors and the strongest pillars of Athens. They need to let the people know that they are invincible!

They need to tell the people, tell them that as long as Sparta still exists, Athens will not fail!

So they, these warriors from Sparta, buried all the cowardly emotions in their hearts and turned themselves into warriors of iron and blood!

This is their inherent glory and mission!

Looking at the surviving warriors in front of him, Murphy took a deep breath and said solemnly: "You are the pride of Athens!"

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General Leo Dallie came to Murphy.

He was carried here.

During the battle, he was stabbed in the chest like Murphy, but fortunately, he was saved by his bodyguards. It was precisely because he was seriously injured that General Marcus Kane took his place and led the Spartan heavy infantry to rescue Murphy.

Murphy's eyes passed over several generals and finally landed on General Marcus Kane.

I don’t know why, but when he saw the unrecognizable body of General Marcus Kane, Murphy actually cried.

Yes.

He cried.

Murphy was not close to this general.

Although he was one of the first generals to follow him, Murphy has always deliberately kept an appropriate distance from him because of his "homosexual tendencies" in the "Total War" auxiliary system. But for some reason, when Murphy saw his unrecognizable body that had been bitten by wargs, he suddenly felt an indescribable sadness in his heart, an anger that made him almost want to choose someone to devour!

It was the man in front of me who had turned into a corpse.

During the battle, he led the Spartan heavy-armed berserk infantry to guard his flanks without hesitation until all the soldiers around him fell, until he was the only one left fighting.

His figure never took a step back!

So much so that after his enemy killed him, he angrily drove the warg beneath him to bite his body.

Clench your fists!

The severe pain in his chest made Murphy frown. The high priest tried his best to comfort him, but it had no effect.

The pain released the anger in Murphy's heart.

After a long time.

He just raised his head and looked at General Jerry Rivard beside him, and said in a deep voice: "How many prisoners are there?"

"Twelve thousand!" General Jerry Rivard seemed to realize something.

Murphy nodded slowly and said, "Let them dig a hole by themselves."

Having said this, he looked up at the sky and said word by word: "Blood debt! Blood payment!"

"Our warriors need to be buried with them!"

General Jerry Rivard nodded solemnly, then turned and left.

He knows how to do it.

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These orcs were strong soldiers, and Athens needed prisoners, but it did not need such prisoners.

Although Athens won this war, it also suffered heavy losses. Murphy was completely unable to mobilize enough troops to escort and control these prisoners. After all, they are different races and have quite a lot of combat experience. Even giving them a wooden stick is enough to cause a lot of trouble. Therefore, the best way to deal with them is to let them sleep on the earth with the loess.

From beginning to end.

Murphy did not inquire about his own casualties.

Because his eyes can see the soldiers who are still alive on the battlefield.

Victory.

But there was no joy in Murphy's heart.

Because these living and dead warriors are all his people. It was they and themselves who created a great city and a miracle in this world!

The soldiers were cleaning up the bodies and collecting the bodies of their comrades.

Already victorious.

They need to give the whole body of these robes who fought and died together to protect their homeland. They searched very carefully, not leaving even a finger on the ground.

This is the only thing they can do for the dead now.

The priests of the War Temple were singing ancient sacrificial songs, and their low and hoarse voices echoed on this bloody battlefield. The chief priest of the God of War personally picked up the body of each Spartan warrior who died in the battle and placed it in the center of the battlefield. There was a large amount of firewood piled there, and the priests were surrounding them with torches. The surviving Spartan warriors knelt on one knee and sent their former robes on their last journey.

The sound echoed in my ears again.

Murphy stared at the blazing fire and followed the priests of the War Temple to sing softly.

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"wake up!

Greek boy!

The glorious moment has arrived!

To imitate our ancestors,

Descendants who deserve to be heroes!

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wake up!

The fighting spirit of Sparta!

How can you fall asleep?