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Hendon, Pengting County, Yushou Town.

The bells of Mithra Church rang.

The morning sun rose, and the misty fog squeezed low over Yushou Town. Baron Gary Griefman was waiting at the entrance of the town, and a group of majestic Portu knights came from the eastern road. These exiles from the southern continent were Gary Griefman's last hope.

"They are here, the Stuka mercenary team, the entire southern part of the Yaktic continent, cannot find a second mercenary cavalry comparable to these Easterners. With their help, we will definitely be able to resist the attacks of those heretics. "The tax officer squinted, and the cold in the early autumn morning made his thin body tremble.

"It's also time to come. If I don't come again, the enemy will have taken my head away," Baron Gary clenched his fist so that his hypothermic fingertips could be wrapped in the warm palms. "Two hundred and seven heavy cavalry, press their heads. Forget it, everyone needs 18 gold coins, plus the cost of food and clothing these days, these Putu people will eat up my treasury, just like that, if we can’t resist the noodle cultists, it’s a bad life. ."

Tearing through the gray and black iron curtain, the heavy cavalry of Pu Tu who came nearby at this moment was like the curtain picker at the beginning of the epic, with horseshoes clattering, and when it was silent until only the wind was blowing, the crackling of the flags was like summer. The muffled thunder in Ye Yuanshan was as obvious.

The head of the cavalry captain rolled over and got off his horse. The heavy body armor wrapped him like an iron bucket. The shiny silver steel helmet looked like an olive. Two T-shaped vents were opened on the front of the eye, and the mouth and nose were thin. The small holes, the sad and deep gaze of the Pu Tu man loomed in the pale blue eyes behind the eyeholes, and it suddenly lit up when he met Baron Gary.

Before the two men had time to greet each other, a gray homing pigeon fell like a sharp arrow from the northwest sky. Beside Baron Gary, his military attendant recognized the homing pigeon and hurriedly whistled. The gray bird hovered at a low altitude for a while, and landed obediently on the arm of the Wu Shi.

"Another village is empty! Another village captured by heretics!" Wu Shi exclaimed pessimistically, and Baron Gary hurriedly slapped him.

"Shut up, fool!"

Speaking of pagans, then the Putu cavalry they invited was even more pagan. The flying noodle religion seems to come from the local Jaktic, and the **** of all things believed by the Pitu people is a completely foreign pagan religion.

"My Lord Gary Rainman Griefman, please rest assured. With our Stuka Cavalry, we can definitely keep those bandits out of your sight." The mercenary captain said smoothly in the north. language.

Baron Gary murmured in his heart: What I want is not to stop them, what I want is to kill them all, you will spend a lot of money in the town for one day.

"Welcome, thank you for your help. Greifman is grateful to you all. Please come and have a meal."

The baron’s officials walked in the forefront. The long cavalry unit was like a noisy stream. The hooves of horses passed through the low city gate and flowed from east to west through the town’s largest street. There were civilians on both sides of the houses. Attracted by the sound, I stuck my head out and looked around, and the buzz of the market in the town was greeted. People flocked on both sides of the street, as if it were the triumph of the honorary soldier.

"It's a cavalry! Heavy cavalry!"

The children yelled, rushed out of the house and stood on both sides of the street and jumped and applauded. The boys looked up at the knights and imagined that they were what they would look like in the future. The girls leaned on the window sills. His eyes secretly looked at the strong man.

The mothers in the family pushed their husbands, "Is there going to be a war?"

The men said directly, "That's great, I have lived for so many years just for this day."

In the church of Mithra, the nuns left the hall after praying. Standing on the hillside, they could see the line in the middle of the town.

"It's a heretic."

"I heard that there is going to be a war."

The priest came out and said, "Yes, one is a heretic, and the other is a heretic. Our warriors of the sun **** have been defeated and routed. You children are still young. When the time comes, no matter which side wins, all Don't take the initiative to approach the army."

What more did the fourteen nuns want to say, Mother Teresa’s voice came from the kitchen, "It’s time for dinner!"

The meal after prayer is just to soothe the hunger of the sun **** believers.

In this half-mountain church, the young nuns can clearly observe the changes in the town. The foreign mercenaries led the townspeople to build fortifications, and piles of wooden rolling stones were erected on the thin and small stone walls. A platform was erected behind the wall for soldiers to get on and off.

Countless homing pigeons rise and fall in the lord’s castle every day, and the notice officer reads the Lord Baron’s orders on the high platform in the town every day, and tells the traces of those heretic bandits.

In the face of the scourge of swordsmen, the Yardimo people would raise their weapons silently, the Tashid people would laugh, and the Red people would secretly pack their belongings and prepare to run away.

The priests recite the scriptures and the soldiers sing military songs.

No one can tell that the atmosphere in Yushou Town is becoming more and more tense every minute, with curfews and martial law, and the city gates closed, allowing only entry and no exit.

The second day of the arrival of the Stuka Knights, Julian, November 13, 525.

The notice officer said loudly: "Those thieves who claim to be Feitian Noodles, shameless robbers, they will be defeated by our Baron Gary and our strong people!"

The civilians in the audience cheered. Not everyone is eager for war. Even in the northern continent with a strong culture of war, the more people who suffer from war all the year round, the more they cherish peace. No matter what, no one wants their hometown to be occupied.

November 14.

The notice officer was passionate: "Those bandits are no more than 300 miles away from our Yushou Town, but we already have perfect defensive measures. We will keep them out of this battle."

November 15th.

The notice officer was very excited, "This morning, the mercenary cavalry from the Eastern Islands have left the city. They are going to launch a deadly charge against the infidels in the Dachai Plain to the west. Those bandits will get a head-on attack!"

These words won everyone's applause and loudly applauded.

November 16.

The notice officer was pale, "Although our soldiers have encountered some setbacks, please believe that the reliable walls of Yushou Town will help us stop the robbers!"

November 17.

The notification officer whispered to the women, children and nuns: "It's the devil, it's the fire of the moon. They have controlled the power of the fire. They are now outside the city. If you want to escape, please go as soon as possible and go through the north gate."

The nuns returned to the church. Looking westward at this mid-level position, a group of soldiers in blue armor lined up at a distance of five hundred steps from the city gate. From such a distance, all those people gathered together. A small group of aquamarine armor gleams with turbid cold light, however, the prisoners bound behind them are a huge team, like a swarm of bee ants, but one hand is tied up. , But no one resisted.

Silent inside and outside the city~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The air is so dull.

The nuns huddled together like cubs in the winter breeze, they were noisy.

The flying face teacher team rushed forward and arrived in front of the city gate, shouting: "Open the city gate quickly and surrender!"

The majestic military servant stood at the head of the city and shouted: "Surrender? We can defend until we die!"

The negotiation broke down, and a bonfire was lit in front of the siege team. The blue fire was like the reflection of the moon in the middle of the night. Then, the church bell rang.

In an instant, meteor-like flaming feathers flew across the air, the fireball fell on the city gate, and the violent explosion exploded the stone wall into a big mouth. The jumbled rubble flew into the town, knocked down the houses, and screamed directly. Yunxiao.

The priest stood in the clock tower and shouted to the nuns: "Run! Run! Run! Don't get caught, don't stay!"

Lu Zhengkang shouted in front of the **** army's ranks: "Kill all and resist! All the people are tied up! The old rule is that the infidels are pulled directly into the town and beheaded to show the public!"