Chapter 538 Witch Hunt and Attack
(There is something going on during the Qingming Festival, and the latest update time is a bit confusing, sorry, QWQ)
(Return to normal tomorrow)
January of the fifth year is the end of winter and the beginning of spring.
Crusader garrison.
Zhou Quan adjusted the red and white military uniform he was wearing, and hung the red belt on the corner button.
The clothing provided by the Holy See to the lords is based on pure white, supplemented by simple and direct red lines and a small amount of embellished ribbons. It is holy with a touch of bright red power and solemnity.
He mounted his black horse and began to patrol his own camp.
The Holy See has set aside a separate area for these lords who surrendered to serve as servants. It is only 20 kilometers away from the Crusaders' camp. If they make any changes.
The heavy cavalry will immediately overwhelm the lords' camp.
Of course, Zhou Quan also talked privately with other surrendered lords, and they all agreed that it was only a matter of time before the Crusaders killed the other lords who were scattered.
And they will also rise in the process of assisting the Crusaders.
Finally, this time it was their turn to suppress the other lords by virtue of the situation... No matter what their strength was, they would not fall to the numerical and qualitative advantages of the Holy See Crusaders in the end.
The other lords had never seen the true power of the Holy See's army, but he had.
The lowest Crusaders can also use rune weapons and flintlocks, and each monk/priest/nun has special abilities belonging to the Holy See, supernatural abilities that are different from ordinary divine magic.
Entering the main camp of the Crusaders, Zhou Quan walked through a large number of temporary houses built with wooden materials. The Crusaders took the initiative to make way for him to move forward.
It's not that the average Crusader respects him, but...
"demon!"
"The monks and nuns should not have allowed them into the camp!"
"May God bless us..."
There were chaotic sounds, and the Crusaders and centurions wearing light armor and white robes did not hide their hostility.
‘Devils’, ‘immortals’, ‘living dead’.
Zhou Quan heard the Crusaders describe these human lords like this... After all, they really won't die in battle.
Just resurrect after death. So does he, and so do the soldiers under him.
But the hostility and disgust the soldiers of the Holy See feel towards themselves is real, as if they are the embodiment of something ominous.
"Miss Theresa, what do you want from me?"
Zhou Quan saw the woman standing in front of the tent, got off his horse, straightened his back and straightened his clothes before walking over to greet her.
This nun is very popular among their group of lords.
He is good-looking, has a high status, and treats them kindly.
He had also seen other Hound Sisters, all very good looking...that was awesome.
"Mr. Zhou Quan, I heard that you seized some magic books during the battle..."
Theresa's voice was gentle, with a hint of doubt, as if she were asking a question.
"Yes." Zhou Quan replied.
In the eyes of the lords, spells do not care about their origins, and victories do not care about their origins. As long as they are useful, they will use them to death.
It was even normal to seize the opponent's books through battle and use them for study.
No one will accuse you of being despicable just because you are an elf or human lord who practices necromancy and abyssal magic.
"It's not allowed," Theresa said.
"What?" Zhou Quan was stunned.
"Everything other than God is heresy. Please hand over all the books you captured, otherwise I must fulfill my duties... I don't want to use you as a gift to God."
Theresa held the silver cross in her hand, with a hint of condescension in her tone that was imperceptible.
"As compensation, I will apply to the paladin for your divine spell permissions, as well as the holy skeletal leaching fluid."
Zhou Quan took a deep breath and blurted out what he wanted to say, 'Then can I still use spells? ’ Hold it back in your stomach.
With the performance of witch hunting in his world, it was strange that this group of obviously more extreme lunatics could let them use magic.
"By the way, we are about to open the portal to transport the main army to this world. I will give you a piece of advice... Read the teachings well and prove your worth. The madmen in the hatred field are not as easy to talk to as the believers in the war field."
Teresa was very satisfied with Zhou Quan's performance. Her eyes fell on the lavender light in her hand, which was only the size of a fingertip.
She injected some energy into the gravel, and the gravel floated in mid-air like bubbles.
Floating Stone... I don't know how many soldiers the Holy Land will send.
Or will there be another real 'holy war' for the resources of this world?
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Western line of defense, home of the Goliath Knights.
The Goliath Knights are located at the junction of the eastern defense line and the western defense line. It is close to the sky island and has abundant resources.
They were located on the edge of the defense line and were able to avoid the main battlefield of the western defense line, where the fiercest fighting was, where there were now three large knights grinding meat.
There are thousands of casualties every day on the central battlefield. The armored cavalry and monster infantry can only be regarded as consumables on the battlefield. They do not want to get involved in this muddy water.
The knights must establish a king who is qualified to lead other knights through a "ceremony", and a true "emperor" must be selected among the emperor electors.
There are civilizations that originate from islands, civilizations that originate from the temperate zones of the mainland, civilizations that originate from extremely cold places, and civilizations that originate from the tropics.
The vanguard cavalry has confirmed that the size of the Holy See's advance team is between 100,000 and 150,000. Each knight can independently withstand military pressure of this scale and persist for a long time... only 100,000, 100,000 The troops could not even think of moving forward in front of the permanent fortifications.
Three, or even five completely different civilizations want to unite, and most of them feel as uncomfortable as eating shit.
They do not have the most basic consensus of trust.
Not to mention that some of them have a natural distrust of others, and some of them even maintain a rather arrogant attitude towards other groups.
Ignorance is not an obstacle to survival, arrogance is.
‘Why should I obey your orders? ’
‘Why do you want my command? ’
‘Will you turn around and eat me after the battle on the front line? If the battle situation on the front line is unfavorable, will I be eaten as a resource pack? ’
(Don’t think that this kind of scene is rare, it is a very classic and famous scene...)
So they decided to use the fastest way to resolve their disputes and differences.
'war'
Use war to establish a 'king' with leadership. No matter what the outcome is, there will always be someone who can prove his ability and establish his prestige.
The Knights, composed of hundreds of lords, are subordinate to the Knights' central seven-person council. Each of the seven-person councils controls their own 'behemoth'-level legions.
Monster infantry, as long as the lord is not particularly unlucky, can always get monster infantry as a timely combat force for the army.
Behemoth units are much rarer than monster infantry. These terrifying creatures named Leviathan can determine the outcome of a small battle as long as they appear on the battlefield.
The seven lords who can train and cultivate behemoth units are an extremely powerful fighting force. The Goliath Knights are absolutely confident that they can withstand the Crusaders' frontal offensive.
What's more, they also have two fifth era lords sitting in charge.
So what if there are 100,000 people.
They don't need unity.
The sentry stationed at the city wall outpost squinted his eyes and looked at the mountains in the distance, feeling that something was wrong with the shadows in the night tonight.
Are the mountains moving?
"Enemy attack——!!!"
The sentry sounded the alarm.
Devastating, overwhelming fire arrives.
Led by the charge of monster infantry and heavy cavalry, the fires that lit up all over the mountains and plains hit the high granite wall under the cover of night.
Therefore, the lord from the Eastern Defense Line decided to personally help them solve this problem, just like the falling whip of God.
(To be silly here, the total population of Dongda is 1.3 billion, while the total population of NATO is only 950 million. Counting the Middle East, the population of our northern neighbors is barely the same as that of Dongda.)
(If we really divide the population according to the education ratio, I feel that the ratio of lords given now is too low. It is completely normal to see two people when going out and one of them is a fellow villager.)
(So it’s normal that there are many fellow villagers in this book. Nod.)
(Ah, by the way, Dongda has been a very martial nation since ancient times. Do you believe that the 9.6 million kilometers of land was sold to us by nomads and savages who obeyed the king?)
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(If any barbarian who disobeys the king dares to scold me, I will drag his whole family to build a temple in Beijing.)
(Good boy, don’t look up what Jingguan is.)