Chapter 397 Unfriendly Guest

The roar of the giant artillery from the south bank of the Baishui River can be faintly heard in the dock square.

The people of Cecil knew that it was the loud noise made by the unique magic weapon of the combat corps. Behind every loud noise meant a devastating explosion, even if it was the pyrotechnic technique issued by the great magician. It can't be compared with the power of those huge cannons. The people of Cecil who have seen the explosive power of the Rebecca crystal with their own eyes and read the analysis articles about this war in the newspaper believe that in those powerful In front of the cannon, Earl Hossman and the rabble he gathered have no chance of winning at all—just like the aberrations that attacked the territory twice but were defeated twice have no chance of winning.

People in this era have not experienced the baptism of information explosion, nor have they questioned the habit of lords. The influence of lack of information sources and heavy labor life on them still remains, and when they finally have access to external information and have After the ability to read and think, they almost immediately believed everything the newspapers and the lord said unconditionally. They didn't care, and they didn't even think about what happened to the two armies totaling 70,000 organized by Earl Hossman. What does it mean, since the lord said that he can win, he will definitely win.

That will certainly change someday as education progresses and culture develops, but at least at this stage, this near-blind trust and following is necessary to ensure that Cecilians are united and scrappy.

The people of the small half of the city were near the dock square, listening to the roar of artillery fire from upstream, but Cecil Zhuoran's effective discipline still restrained those who had work assignments, and most of them stayed at their jobs. , continue to do their own work, and wait for tomorrow's "outside" to announce the latest situation on the front line.

A pair of pale golden illusory eyes floated above the southern city wall. Its color was extremely pale, and it almost completely merged with the background of the sky. After a few seconds, the eyes condensed by the power of the Holy Light gradually dissipated.

In a small dense forest next to the dark mountain range outside the southern city wall, an old man wearing a white priest's robe inlaid with gold trim and a triple crown with intricate patterns slowly opened his eyes, and a faint golden light shone in his eyes. In a flash.

"It's amazing, even when the enemy is shrouded in war and the number of enemies is even larger than the population of the city, the city is still so peaceful..." The old man in the priest's robe couldn't help but exclaimed, " I really don't know what kind of demagogic method that Gawain Duke Cecil used to make the order in the city so orderly..."

A middle-aged priest next to the old man couldn't help but shook his head: "I'm afraid the people in the city don't even know the news of the war, if they knew what kind of army was attacking their city, they would definitely have been there long ago. run away."

"Using deception and deceit... This is in line with the duke's act of protecting heretics," the old man said with a gentle and indifferent expression, "Presumably those sinners who go against the Lord's will and believe in heretical gods are now hiding in the city. ... all of you,

Come with me, it's time for those heretics to recognize the reality and realize that even if they flee to the south, they cannot escape the punishment of the Lord by hiding in the cities of the Cecilians. "

As the old man spoke, he stepped out of the forest, and behind him, one after another, heavily armed figures came out of their hidden places.

It was a total of twelve Holy See knights who were surging with the power of the powerful Holy Light. They were wearing holy enchanted armor made of pure gold and light cast iron. The original and pure power of the Holy Light surged on the enchanted long sword, and even the warhorse under the crotch was also wearing the armor made of the highest quality stainless steel - every knight here has high-level strength, they are experienced and cooperate with each other. Skilled, coupled with their luxurious equipment, even in the face of a legend, they can last long enough!

These are the strengths that the Church of the Holy Light is most proud of. They are the confidence that this "healing" church, which believes in the Holy Light and is dominated by priests, can become the strongest church in Ansu. The powerful Holy See knights have the power of the Holy Light. Powers, skilled and physically strong warriors, used special methods to preach the power of the Light—often by hacking to death non-believers.

The old man in the robe of a priest with a gilt edge, Bishop Lemont of the Southern Diocese of the Church of the Holy Light glanced at the troops he brought with satisfaction - the Church of the Holy Light is weak in the southern region, but it is not without savings. These twelve Half of the knights who have broken through to the top are the reinforcements sent by the central parish, and the other half are the strength of the southern parish. These devout and fanatical warriors can fight to the last moment of their lives for their faith, and today, it is these noble warriors. It is time for the warrior to prove his faith to the Lord.

Even the founding grand duke of the kingdom cannot destroy the great cause of the Lord!

The old man led his attendants and twelve knights out of the jungle, and the majestic holy light erupted from them. A sense of presence that cannot be ignored - these church fighters have absolutely no idea of ​​hiding their actions, and they even swagger on purpose!

Because their mission is to appear in front of the city aboveboard - they know that there are legendary guards in the city, and relying on the form of team action to touch the jungle outside the city is already the limit of high-level supernatural beings. It's almost impossible to get into the city and destroy it, so it's better to show up. And their mission isn't to take down the city - they just need to hold back the legend of Gawain Cecil!

Bishop Lemont knew that the fighting in the north had begun, and now Earl Hossman and his army of fifty thousand may have taken the Kant region and were on their way south along the Wilderness Road, while the west was down the Whitewater. The next Earl of Peibo should also arrive in the Cecil territory soon. After the confluence of the 70,000 army, it is not difficult to capture the city that has been established for less than a year - although the Cecil people have built a tall city wall and With the natural barrier of the Baishui River, 70,000 people could surround the city to death.

Everything has a certain chance of winning, only Gawain Cecil, the legendary powerhouse himself, is a huge threat.

Lemont knew what the level of the "coalition" that Earl Hossman had convened was all about. The southern border, which had been in peace for a long time, couldn't draw many decent troops. It was okay for them to rely on the number of people to crush ordinary opponents. In the event of a setback, I am afraid that it will collapse immediately, and a legendary powerhouse can easily come and go in such a rotten army. Once Gawain Cecil appears, he will loot and slaughter in the coalition army, or ignore the noble game. The rules directly kill the nobles in the coalition army, then the army of tens of thousands is likely to fall into chaos.

Ordinary nobles may not do things like sneak attacks and kill other nobles on the battlefield, but Gawain Cecil is different. Since he opened the coffin, he has hardly followed the rules of nobles, although This sentence is funny, but now the nobles in the southern border know this fact: the ancestors violated the ancestral system!

So in order to avoid this only accident on the battlefield, Bishop Lemont and his church knights must appear in the main city of Cecil when the coalition forces are fighting fiercely, and drag Gawain Cecil here firmly!

As long as all the resistance forces of the Cecil people are disintegrated by the coalition forces, leaving only Gawain Cecil as a legend will not be able to set off any storms.

Bishop Lemont pondered silently in his heart how the Church of the Holy Light should conduct activities in the southern parish after Cecil, an ancient and stubborn family, had completely collapsed. - Of course, the soldiers guarding the city noticed the arrival of the uninvited guests. Now there are figures running around the city wall. Bishop Lemont just watched those running people quietly, with a gentle and sympathetic expression.

He raised his hand, and a powerful holy light rushed into the sky—such an obvious provocation, the lord hiding in the city could definitely see it.

Then he opened his mouth, ready to use the magic "Voice of the Heavens" to shout, let the people in the city know why the Light Judgment came to them: it was because they sheltered heretics and angered the God of Light The calamity caused. .

But just as he was about to recite the prayer, an equally radiant and incomprehensible humanoid creature appeared on the city wall not far away.

That creature was tall and terrifying, full of magical brilliance, his body was like a mass of amorphous arcane energy, relying on a piece of armor engraved with runes to maintain the general outline of a human being, he floated The form appeared on the high city wall, and before opening, a powerful arcane lightning suddenly cut through the sky.

"It seems that the 'unfriendly guests' the lord said are you," the incredible energy creature said, his voice rumbled like thunder, "stop, you have invaded Cecil's land! "

"Where the holy light shines, it is the Lord's land!" Bishop Lemont clenched his long staff and looked at the energy creatures on the city wall with full of alertness. He thought that the first person to show up must be the legendary lord. , but did not expect a creature like an elemental creature or a magical creation to appear on the city wall, "I am the southern bishop of the Holy Light Church, Lemont, in the name of Holy Light, I come to negotiate with your lord!"

"Negotiate?" Carmel's voice rumbled. "Negotiate with twelve fully-armed knights? And you've got your swords drawn!"

"Because of what Cecil has done in the past, we have to choose to face you with the highest alert," Bishop Lemont said loudly, "You have sheltered the cult believers who were exiled by the Church of the Holy Light, for the sake of the Holy Light of purity, and I am commissioned to complete the trial of those cultists."

Carmel shook his head - in fact, he wanted to send a mocking expression, but he had no expression, so he could only shake his head: "Then it seems that you are going to return without success, Your Excellency, those heretics in your mouth. They have been justly tested by Cecil's law, they are innocent, and they are now legal citizens of this land, and your actions are challenging Cecil's law."

Bishop Lemont seems to be waiting for this sentence - he needs a reason to make the actions of the knights "practice the power of the Holy Light" seem a little more appropriate, and now the Cecilians completely cover up heresy behavior and The energy creature's words had already given him the reason: When will the lord's law be able to judge the regional bishop?

The bishop couldn't help but smile: "In this case, we will have to resort to force."

The knights raised their long swords one after another, and the surging holy light began to surge between them.

But before they attacked, Kamal had already spoken: "Exactly, I can use you to test my new project. Hongguang unit, prepare to overload capacitors!"

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