Divine Civilization

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When Langdon entered the winch room of the drawbridge, he cut the noose with several sword strikes without any delay. This is another benefit of capturing the drawbridge winch room first.

Compared with the iron gate winch of the city gate, the iron gate needs to be lifted slowly with a winch.

Because the suspension bridge is suspended in the sky with accumulated force, as long as the noose is cut, the suspension bridge will automatically fall under the action of gravity.

At the same time, the suspension bridge erected high on the moat trembled for a while, then slowly tilted and fell towards the moat, and then fell faster and faster.

"boom!"

The entire suspension bridge finally fell to the ground in a smashed posture, making a loud noise.

Fortunately, the suspension bridge was made very strong. Although there was a lot of damage in the smashing, it did not affect the traffic. The believers who had been secretly ambushing in the darkness, led by the other two Templars, roared across the drawbridge and launched a fierce attack on the city gate.

Most of these believers are members of the original third patrol group, and a small number of them are strong and strong people selected from believers. Their weapons and equipment are very simple, they are all messy weapons such as ordinary leather armor, knives, guns, swords, bows and crossbows.

Looks like a hodgepodge of hodgepodges.

But their morale is very high, everyone is at least at the level of true believers, and there are many devout believers among them. Encouraged by the fanatic Templars, their eyes were full of fanaticism and determination.

"Everything is for my lord!"

"The light of my lord will cover the earth again."

With every roar, the ferocious and ferocious aura shot straight into the sky like a sharp sword.

Even in the kingdom of light, Wu Hui, who watched this scene through the eyes of God, was not infected by their extremely high aura, his soul was trembling and numb, and he felt a little "blood boiling".

These believers and soldiers have gradually sneaked into Gelug Town in various ways in the past week. They scattered and hid in believers' homes in Gelu Town every day.

In order to avoid being discovered by the guards of Gelu Town, they can hide in the woodshed, under the bed, wardrobe and other hidden places all day long without moving.

This would not have been possible in any case if they had not had a strong faith to support their will.

And just like that, in the process of using everything for our Lord every day, their beliefs are constantly tempered and consolidated, and gradually become purer and more fervent.

During this process, some true believers gradually became devout believers.

As for the pious believers, although no one has been promoted to fanatics for the time being. But as long as their beliefs become purer and they think more about Wu Hui, the God of Light, they will step up to a higher level of belief.

Time and patience are essential factors.

To this night, they walked out of dozens of believers' homes in Gelug Town in the dark, wearing simple leather armor, holding various weapons and quietly gathered in front of Gelug Fort in the town.

They hid in the darkness, constantly accumulating strength, and silently waited for an opportunity.

No one would have thought that the operation of the Holy Maiden of Light and the Templar Langdon would fail.

Under the "watching" of the Lord of Light, how could he fail? This is a battle that will definitely be recorded in the history of Guangming.

Their only thought is that they must fight the enemy bravely and dedicate their loyalty and life to the great Lord of Light.

as expected.

The drawbridge came down.

The believers of the light lurking in front of Gru Fort rushed across the suspension bridge like a swarm, roared and rushed into the passageway of the city gate, the killing sound was loud and magnificent.

Wu Hui looked down at this scene through the eyes of God, and his heart was surging.

War, this is real war.

When I used to read novels on Earth, I always saw scenes of hundreds of thousands of troops fighting each other.

But only when you are on the real battlefield can you understand that the charge of two hundred soldiers is already very powerful. At first glance, the crowd was densely packed, and believers of light continued to rush out of the darkness.

"The suspension bridge is down~enemy attack, enemy attack."

The archers on the arrow tower were also instantly shocked by this scene. While shouting desperately, they all drew their bows and shot.

"Shhhhh~"

Several arrows shot into the believers of light, splashing several blood sprays.

The severe pain caused the believers to scream, but none of the believers fell down, but continued to roar forward. They have only one thought, even if they die, they must break through the city gate and die.

Some of the believers dispersed to both sides after crossing the suspension bridge, and began to counterattack the two arrow towers with bows and hunting crossbows. They are either crossbowmen from the 3rd Patrol Regiment, or hunters who are good at hunting among the believers.

There are not many believers who can perform long-range strikes, only a dozen, and compared to the condescending archers on the arrow tower, they are in a very disadvantageous position.

But even so, it was possible to slightly suppress the archers on the arrow tower, preventing the opponent from leaning out to shoot arrogantly, and at the same time reducing the frequency of the opponent's shooting.

Long-range crossbowmen from both sides confront each other in the dark.

From time to time, believer crossbowmen were hit by several arrows, or fell to the ground after being hit directly to the vitals. Even though their morale was high, the casualty ratio reached a terrifying three to one.

There is no way, the tall arrow tower and the professionalism of the opponent's archers are definitely not high morale that can bridge the gap.

Watching believers fall to the ground.

Wu Hui was very distressed. Every one of those who fell to the ground was at least at the level of a true believer, and even basically a devout believer. Because devout believers have purer and stronger beliefs, are not afraid of death, charge faster, and fight more bravely.

Naturally, he was taken care of by the opponent's archers.

The death of a devout believer is a huge loss to Wu Hui. However, Wu Hui was working hard and desperately restraining the urge to drop the healing magic from the Kingdom of God.

One reason is that Wu Hui is not in a state of "consciousness descending", but is watching the live broadcast through the eyes of God, and his soul and consciousness are still in the kingdom of God.

If you want to cast a divine spell out of thin air from the Kingdom of God, the divine power consumed will be very "expensive". With only 1 point of his divine power, he couldn't perform a few divine spells.

This is also the drawback of the "God's Eye", a magical magic that saves divine power.

Now that there is a serious shortage of divine power, every bit of it must be carefully calculated and used, and it is absolutely impossible to do such a cost-effective thing.

The second reason is that believers open up territories for him, and there will inevitably be wars and sacrifices in the process of spreading faith. If every war had to be fought by him, the majestic God of Light, not only would he lose points, but he would also be overly relied on by the believers.

If an army does not experience the baptism of cruel war, it will never become a truly powerful army.

To recruit believers and expand the army is to serve him, the God of Light. It's not Wu Hui, the God of Light, who acts as a nanny and bodyguard for believers everywhere. Over time, his gifts and favors will become less and less valuable.

The third reason is that Wu Hui himself has some other considerations and considerations for the sacrifice of the devout believers.

As a result, Wu Hui desperately told himself that the heartache is the heartache, but he must hold back, hold back. He has already made up his mind that unless it is a matter of life and death, no matter how heavy the casualties are, he will never make a random move.

Wu Hui didn't make a move, but that didn't mean other believers didn't make a move.

Susan and Harry, two trainee pastors, each led two or three trained apprentices who were quick in their hands and feet to rescue them on the battlefield.

The apprentices used sharp knives to cut open the wounds of the wounded and pull out the arrow clusters. This method of treatment is simple and rude. Under normal circumstances, those wounded soldiers would not die of bleeding, but would die of wound infection later on.

Don't forget.

This is a world with gods.

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