1278 Assault on Holy Church City

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Near the Holy See, on a quiet manor pasture, several farmers were gathering fodder to feed their war horses. They work hard every day, and they can only exchange for some dry food to solve the problem of food and clothing for themselves and their families.

As soon as they wake up, they need to start working and can't rest until very late. They were brutally exploited and dedicated their entire lives to the owner of this pasture.

This manor belongs to the property of the nearby Holy See, and is directly managed by the Holy See, and the taxes paid are also "offering to the gods."

Every farmer working here is a devout believer. They live in poverty in this world and believe that the gods can save them in the next life.

"May my devotion be known by God..." A farmer grabbed a handful of wheat straw and cut it off with a sickle, praying softly.

The other farmer who worked with him didn't say a word. In fact, he was also praying in his heart, praying that he would spend his life's hard work in exchange for prosperity and wealth in the next life.

They also want to be like those bishops and archbishops, wearing gorgeous clothes, representing the gods, enjoying exquisite food, and living in such a magnificent room.

"Hey! Look! What's that over there!" In the distance, a farmer who took off his straw hat pointed to the sky and shouted loudly in a surprised voice: "Look!"

On the pasture, the farmers who were working stood up one after another. They put their hands on their foreheads and squinted their eyes to look at the distant sky.

Then, they saw some small black dots approaching quietly like this.

At the very beginning, everyone thought it was the farmer who made a big fuss, treating a flock of birds as something and yelling there.

But then the farmers, who were used to seeing birds, realized that these things were not birds, but something bigger.

Because not only did they not see the movement of those black spots flapping their wings, but they also saw the rapid enlargement of those black spots, which were much larger than ordinary birds.

Soon, these black things became so big that the farmers were shocked. These farmers looked up at the black weapons that were about to pass over their heads, and found that they were people in black robes one after another!

This is no joke! Growing up so big, it was the first time for them farmers to see someone who could fly into the sky!

You must know that this is not Elanhill, and in the sky here, there are no various aircraft with engines whizzing over people's heads!

I hope that the sky on Planet 2 will always be very clean. Apart from clouds and birds, there is no other messy things in the sky here!

"How can people fly?" An immature child was holding a sickle, standing on the grassland looking up at the sky, and asked the adults standing beside him in puzzlement.

His father obviously didn't know why someone could fly in the sky, so he couldn't explain it either. He just subconsciously prayed that these gods flying in the sky could bring him a happy future.

It was obviously impossible for these figures flying overhead to hear the prayers of the farmers on the ground. They are not here to rescue these oppressed farmers, they are here to destroy!

That's right, these black shadows are the god puppet troops of the Alan Hill Empire who were ordered to attack the Holy See. These are real god puppets, not just some smudged battle puppet robots.

Even in the original puppet empire, such an army of puppet gods had never appeared before. With so many god puppets, they can serve as the main force in any army.

"Enter the battle zone in a while... Make a team of five! Destroy all the troops of the Holy See, which is the goal of this operation..." The leader was wearing a black robe, a white mask on his face, and a puppet with the artistic font 01 engraved on his forehead. He opened his mouth and ordered.

All the god puppets echoed, and then began to swoop, disappearing in the woods near the holy city.

Holy Holy City is the only city controlled by the Holy See, and it is also the largest city in the world. The whole city can be said to be the Holy See itself, and the Holy See where the Pope lives is the core castle of the city.

The crusader defenders standing on the city wall, wearing special armor and holding spears, stood behind the crenels of the city wall, looking listlessly at the open space in front of the city wall.

The main force of the Holy See has already been dispatched, and the crusaders staying here are not too vigilant. After all, the battlefield is too far away from here, and this city is really too big!

There are millions of people in the whole city, and the city wall can't see the end at a glance. In such a huge city, it is not easy to be completely vigilant.

Yawning, the soldier leaned on his spear and walked towards a tower at the end of this section of the city wall.

He was going to wake up the companion who was sleeping there, and exchange positions with the other party. He had been standing here for about two hours and needed a good rest.

Before he could walk back to the tower, behind him, a black figure jumped up the city wall at an extremely fast speed.

The black shadow walked lightly, barely making any noise, and moved behind the soldier who was walking back like a ghost.

A sharp dagger pierced the crusader soldier's body from behind. When the soldier was about to scream, a cold hand covered his mouth.

The crusader soldier, who had slowly lost his life, opened his eyes wide, trying to struggle but couldn't muster the strength. He wanted to take a look at his enemy, but found that he could no longer control his neck.

Just like that, he fell powerlessly, and the spear in his hand fell down. After tilting about 30 degrees, he was caught by another black shadow without making a sound.

Being placed under the crenel of the city wall, the crusader soldier who was bleeding all the time watched a man in a black robe walk into the tower he just wanted to go back to, but he himself could only sit here paralyzed, waiting His own life is passing by.

And the man in black who walked into the tower instead of him swaggered to the crusader guard who was still resting, and inserted a long sword into the body of the crusader who was still sleeping.

Not far from the gate of the city wall, the corpses of more than a dozen crusaders lay in disorder on the ground, and several god puppets in black robes embroidered with the golden eagle emblem. They opened the city gate, and on the other side of the city gate, there were some god puppets who were already waiting there, unwilling to climb over the wall.