The old dog-man patriarch knew with his heels what the consequences would be if he disagreed.
In that case, then he should just agree honestly. The tribe had just experienced a great disaster, with heavy casualties. They, the Dogmen, were not a powerful race, so they could not conflict with the Undead. His only concern was what the Undead wanted from him, so he asked, "Mighty Knight, what does the Lord of the Undead require of us? How much food, or what supplies does he need? We will prepare them in advance."
I am very satisfied when you say that. You are very tactful.
The fire in the Skeleton Knight's eyes softened, no longer as fierce as it had been. A much gentler voice echoed in the old patriarch's mind once again, "We don't need food, and the Lord of the Undead didn't ask you to offer supplies. But your corpses and graves will belong to us, the Undead, from now on."
This... request is very strange.
The old dog-man chief fell silent, thinking about the pros and cons. Actually, this request seemed quite good on the surface, just corpses and cemeteries, but in reality, they, the orcs, worshipped their ancestors. What was a cemetery? Those buried there were all ancestors.
It seems even more difficult to accept than donating food and supplies.
He stole a glance at the Skeleton Knight, then turned back to look at his own people, and whispered, "Can we offer something else? As for the cemetery... that's where our ancestors rest."
The Skeleton Knight stared at the old Dogman chieftain. "Do your ancestors buried beneath the earth still have the power to move? Can they transform into heroic spirits? Can they bring benefits to you? Have they ever defeated your enemies?"
X, if ancestors can do these things, they are not ancestors anymore, they are undead... huh?
The old patriarch was stunned, as if something was wrong. Corpses, cemeteries, undead, damn, so that's it, he finally figured it out.
The most important thing for the undead is soldiers!
What the Skeleton Knight said was indeed very reasonable. They worshipped their ancestors because of their bloodline, not their corpses. The inheritance of the Orcs was often in their bloodline, and some powerful Orc warriors could indeed transform into heroic spirits after their death due to unwillingness or other reasons. That was why they worshipped their ancestors.
But the dog-men had never seen these things, and they didn't have them. Their tribe had only been around for a few years, and there weren't many people. The cemetery was just a cemetery. There was no such thing as the resurrection of ancestors or the birth of heroes. There wasn't even a priest.
From this perspective, it seems that it is not impossible to hand over the corpses and cemeteries to the undead.
The old patriarch glanced at his tribesmen behind him, gritted his teeth and said to the Skeleton Knight, "We are willing to offer our corpses and cemeteries. May the great Lord of the Undead protect us."
On the right track!
The Skeleton Knight nodded and said, "Yes."
"Chief, this is not possible!"
"We can't hand over the cemetery. It belongs to our ancestors!"
"How can you treat our ancestors like this!"
As soon as the old patriarch finished speaking, the dogs in the back started shouting and tried to stop him.
The Skeleton Knight turned his head silently, the fire in his eyes dancing, well, these guys are not smart.
Seeing this, the old patriarch quickly moved his body and stood in front of the Skeleton Knight, scolding him without even turning his head, "Shut up, do you want to die?"
"Chief, you can't do this!"
The old patriarch listened to the voices behind him and couldn't help but curse, "If the lizardmen had won just now, we would all be corpses, and you would still be shouting like that? If the lizardmen had won, would we still have the cemetery? Would we still be able to protect it?"
The dogs' voices gradually became quieter, and they lowered their heads in shame.
What the old patriarch said was correct. When they were fighting with the lizardmen just now, they thought about fighting to the death and escaping, but they never thought about protecting the cemetery and the ancestors in the cemetery.
Now that I have been saved by the undead, I feel that the cemetery and ancestors are important again.
There is nothing wrong with worshipping ancestors, but tribes like the Dog People have no priests, no long cultural history, and naturally their beliefs are not very firm. When faced with life and death, the first thing they have to consider is their own lives.
It doesn’t matter if the ancestors are gone. Wait until the tribe is stable, and you will die and be buried in the cemetery. After a hundred or eighty years, you will be the ancestor!
But if I give it away, that’s another matter entirely, and I’ll feel bad about it.
Fortunately, the old patriarch was dignified and his words made sense, which enlightened them.
The Skeleton Knight's gaze fell on the old patriarch again. "You seem unable to manage your people. Do you need my help?"
The chilling tone in these words made the old patriarch shudder. He quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, powerful knight, you are too busy. I dare not trouble you. I will teach them a lesson."
The Skeleton Knight glanced at the dogmen who lowered their heads, not daring to look at him. "That's good. Leave the corpses here for now. We still have a mission, and the undead will come to collect them."
The old dog-man chief quickly responded, "Yes, no problem."
The Skeleton Knight then rode his soul warhorse and ran towards his companions. The old patriarch could not get any useful information about the Dragon Lizard Lord, but there were still some survivors among his companions. He didn't know if he could get anything out of them.
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Time flies and another ten days have passed.
After establishing the first soul base station, Li Ziyu's speed became faster. Zhang Peng gave Li Ziyu a map, and Liu Xingxing supplemented it after looking at the map, and discussed with Li Ziyu the establishment point of the soul base station.
After knowing the exact location, the Undead Fortress moved faster, heading straight to the location on the map, abandoning the base station and rushing towards the next location.
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