Divine Civilization

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As the voice of the Holy Maiden of Light fell, a vast and majestic aura suddenly swept over the entire Gelug Castle, as if the Holy Spirit had come in person, and people couldn't help but feel admiration.

Under the shroud of divine power, unknowingly, the slight wavering in the hearts of the believers disappeared without a trace, and there was an incomparable firmness in their eyes, and their morale increased by a large margin.

The Holy Maiden of Light is the great Lord of Light, the spokesperson who walks in the world. Since the oracle was proclaimed from her mouth, it must be certain, and no devout believer would doubt it.

On the other hand, the soldiers on the side of Lu'an City were more or less surprised and uncertain. There was some commotion in each legion, and the morale, which was not too high at first, dropped a lot.

Regarding the news of the return of the God of Light, no matter which lord wants to strictly block it. However, that kind of thing, like paper can't wrap fire, has already penetrated into everyone's ears.

In particular, many soldiers were also ordered to secretly arrest the so-called false light believers.

Looking at the entire Luan Legion, the one with the lowest morale is the one known as the most elite legion in Luan—the First Guard of St. Luan. They have been stationed in Connor Castle for a long time, guarding Luan City and Connor Castle. safety.

It was also like this, that night they had experienced the arrival of the Right Envoy of Light, and they had also seen the miraculous scene where the divine light was overflowing and the holy rain enveloped the whole city.

Although the team leaders kept propagating that it was all a conspiracy made by false light believers, it was a large-scale illusion, and the purpose was to disrupt the order in the Lu'an area and disturb everyone's hearts.

However, the members of the First Guard Group, who do not know how many people have personally experienced the real feeling of the holy rain falling on their bodies, helped them dispel the plague virus from their bodies. Even if they haven't experienced it themselves, family members or colleagues will experience it and tell them the news and feelings.

From another point of view, at least half of the first guard group are believers of the God of Light, many of them are true believers, and even a few are devout believers.

It’s just that Viscount Connor has a deep prestige in their hearts. Even though they firmly believe that the great God of Light has returned, they still dare not show signs that I am a believer in Light. Otherwise, once it reaches Viscount Connor’s ears, they will definitely Bring their families into trouble together.

Among them, many members of the first guard group, facing the holy and noble, full of holy radiance, had the urge to adore and worship in their hearts, and their belief in the God of Light became firmer for a while.

Viscount Connor couldn't see the changes in those soldiers, but Wu Hui, who was watching the excitement in the Kingdom of God, felt it clearly.

He clearly felt that the connection between those elite soldiers and his faith channel had become stronger.

Wu Hui was secretly amused. Viscount Connor, who thought he had a huge superior force, would be in a state of mind if he knew that there were many believers of the light hidden among the elite troops around him.

I'm afraid he will be so angry that he vomits blood and is scared out of his wits, right?

And if Wu Hui came directly to the battlefield at this time and issued an oracle to those elite soldiers who believed in him in their hearts, most of those soldiers would betray Connor and cut him to pieces with their swords.

This is the difference between divine power and authority.

"quiet!"

After all, Viscount Connor is a powerful person. He stopped the mutiny of the soldiers with a majestic drink, "This false saint of light is just a witch, and you can actually believe her words? Who dares to whisper again and disturb the morale of the army, this Viscount He will be given the death penalty according to the law."

Viscount Connor's majesty instantly suppressed the commotion in the army. Even those Guangming believers who were in Cao Ying and their hearts were in Han lowered their eyes, showing a very obedient appearance.

Seeing the result of his power, he was secretly satisfied in his heart, and said loudly to the saint of light standing on the wall of Gruberg: "You false saint who will not live or die, since you want to resist, this viscount will give you a death sentence! Crossbowmen on both wings, attack! Shield guards support the guards!"

With a loud shout, he gave the order.

Two or three hundred soldiers with bows and arrows or hand crossbows gathered on the front line. At the same time, two hundred soldiers with large shields stood in front of them.

"Shhhhhh!"

Under the cover of the shield guards, crossbowmen threw arrows and crossbow arrows at the walls of Fort Gelug across the narrow moat. They are all professional soldiers with superb marksmanship and strong accuracy.

In an instant, more than a dozen believers of light fell on the city wall, groaning and screaming in pain.

Arrows are very powerful, even wearing mail armor is difficult to completely resist the penetrating power of arrows.

"Bowmen strike back!"

The Holy Maiden of Light was calm as usual and waved her jade hand.

"Shua, Shua, Shua!" The crossbowmen among the believers of the light appeared from the battlements, or counterattacked the enemy from the shooting holes. A wave of seventy or eighty arrows rained down, most of which were blocked by the huge shield, and only six or seven enemy crossbowmen were knocked down.

The two sides took the lead in long-distance confrontation across the city wall and moat. Arrows in the air flew back and forth with each other, or shot on the battlements, or were blocked by shields, or directly caused damage to each other.

In less than a minute, thousands of arrows were shot.

This is the war in the era of cold weapons. There are not so many bells and whistles, and some are just cruel fighting each other.

Obviously, the Guangming Holy See, whose army is absolutely weak, is completely suppressed in terms of long-range.

In a short period of time, about 30 people have fallen down. More and more believers of light, facing the intensive long-range attack of the enemy, have no way to show their heads and shoot.

If this war continues on this trajectory, the result will inevitably be that the "Pseudo-Light Holy See" will be uprooted and crushed to pieces as Viscount Connor wishes.

However, in the Kingdom of God, Wu Hui, who was paying close attention to this battle, knew very well that this war of theocracy and aristocracy must end with the death of Viscount Connor.

At this time, the group of priests on the city wall made a move.

Now Wu Hui's group of pastors has reached as many as eight, but even with medical assistants, there is a small team of thirty people. They skillfully cut open the soldier's wound, took out the arrow clusters, and bandaged it hastily, without even applying medicine.

Under normal circumstances, the soldier would have a high probability of dying from infection.

But how can the priests of the Holy See of Light be vegetarian? One by one, they radiated divine light and cast divine healing spells. Soon the wounded soldiers healed up and picked up their bows and crossbows to continue participating in the battle.

This scene fell into the eyes of Lu Anjun's crossbowmen, and they were stunned. Isn't this a challenge to their nerves? With great difficulty, they shot down an enemy soldier with their superb shooting skills, but after a while he appeared vividly on the battlefield again, which felt like a dream.

Facing this kind of enemy, how to fight this kind of battle?

The opponent is a Xiaoqiang who is immortal.

On the other hand, once they are injured by an arrow, they will be dragged out of the battlefield by their companions. After a hasty treatment by the medical team, they will be left to fate whether they live or die.

The most fearful thing in everything is comparison.

Everyone is a soldier, why?

With such a huge difference, the morale of the army in Luan City, especially the crossbowmen and shield soldiers who suppressed the opponent on the front line, plummeted a lot.

"Hehe~ This is where our bright lineage is strong."

Wu Hui in the Kingdom of God was eating the butcher shop and popcorn with a smile, feeling very happy.

I think when he played a game called World of Warcraft when he was on Earth, he hated paladins or priests the most. Those people could beat powerful milk, and they were like Xiaoqiang who couldn't be beaten to death.

But now, Wu Hui has a lot of small powers under his command, so there is only one word "cool" left.

Master Viscount Connor, please feel the fear of being dominated by a lot of small powerhouses.

Wu Hui looked at Viscount Connor with sympathetic eyes, where do you think it's not good for you to be a happy nobleman? I have to be unlucky to be in Luan City and block my way.

I'm sorry, but I can only crush you.

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