The War Court and Lap Pillow, Austria’s Mandate of Heaven

"We cannot serve God and mammon at the same time. Everything that Satan promises is in the principle of mammon." Father Sartre said.

Ambrosius nodded and continued to count the weapons while saying.

"Maybe many innocent people will die..."

"A time to kill, a time to heal. A time to cry, a time to laugh... Grand Duke Ambrosius, you don't have to worry about it, follow your heart, that is God's arrangement." Father Sartre said.

Ambrosius was taken aback, he didn't expect that the exorcist had the personality of a confessor.

"The Vietnamese didn't look down on us, all our weapons were there, a total of 70 long guns, 20 single-shot pistols, 10 revolvers, and 2,000 rounds of ammunition.

According to the Vietnamese, we have a thousand opponents, but there is no guarantee that the devil will fulfill his promise, we have to find a way to escape.

When I came here just now, I noticed that there is a river next to the temple. Judging from the direction and flow speed, it should be the Basha River. As long as we go south along the river, we can return to Phnom Penh. There are merchant ships from French church friends. I hope they still alive. "

At this time, the gate of the temple was opened, and a large group of emaciated, terrified and indescribable people were driven in by the Vietnamese army.

Some of them were prisoners who made mistakes, some were Chenla people who opposed the Vietnamese rule, and some were just because they could not pay the rent. Among them were men and women, old and young, but most of them were naked.

What is in front of him is not some vicious prisoners, but looks more like a group of poor beggars.

The whips in the hands of the Vietnamese officers and soldiers kept dancing, and the crowd moved slowly.

Said a small leader of the Vietnamese army.

"You despicable Khmers, prisoners! Now Zhang Ming said that the Lord will give you a chance. As long as you can kill all the Xiyi in front of you, you will be free."

At this time, a tall and thin man in the crowd said.

"But they have guns in their hands."

The little boss kicked down a box, which was full of sticks.

"These are your weapons."

The tall and thin man wanted to say something, but the little boss pulled him out of the crowd and chopped off his head.

"Who dares to talk too much, just like him, hurry up!"

After all, there were a thousand prisoners, and Ambrosius had only twenty-one.

At the beginning, there were a few desperate people in the crowd, who broke away from the team and ran forward, but before they ran far, gunshots rang out from the opposite side.

The few people who ran at the front fell to the ground, and the people behind immediately turned around and ran back.

At this time, the Vietnamese officers and soldiers holding the line behind also raised their firecrackers, firing randomly at the people who were running back, and the crowd screamed and continued to move forward.

The shots of Ambrosius and his party were accurate and deadly, but there were too many opponents.

Seeing the crowd approaching Ambrosius and his party, Zhang Mingdao felt extremely happy in his heart. He hugged Queen Anmei beside him and pointed to the battlefield below.

"Your little lover is about to be torn apart by your subjects. How about it? It's interesting! Hahaha!"

Zhang Ming said that although he is the second-rank general of Vietnam and the actual controller of Chenla, he is not satisfied. What he wants is to crack the soil and become king. Just like Wu Sangui, he is willing to conquer Siam in the west. Be a king of Pingxi.

This woman, An Mei, is an important step for him to obtain the status of the royal family, and he does not want to end up ruined like Prince Pingxi.

Zhang Mingdao felt that by marrying the Queen of Chenla, he would be able to take over everything in Chenla in a legitimate way, and he would also be able to remove the serious troubles that Mingming Emperor had before the Northern Expedition.

And the white man named Ambrosius in front of him must die, because Zhang Mingdao could see that the queen and her sisters had a good impression of this man, and he must not let this foreigner continue to approach the queen and her sisters.

However, Zhang Ming still underestimated the shamelessness of the white people. Queen Anmei was already pregnant with Ambrosius' child.

Of course, Queen An Mei also has selfish intentions. She hopes that someone can bring powerful reinforcements to save her country. She has had enough of living under the fence.

What Queen Anmei didn't know was that before she became queen, Ambrosius had made multiple bets.

Round after round of volleys, the prisoners advancing in dense formation suffered huge casualties, and the flesh and blood seemed so fragile in front of the bullets.

Those prisoners who were directly shot to death by rifles were fine, but those whose hands and feet were broken, or those who clutched their stomachs and wailed on the ground were not so lucky. They were quickly trampled to death by the waves of people behind them.

But in the eyes of the fanatics of the church, the life of a pagan is not life at all. Brother Sartre knocked down a prisoner who rushed up with a hammer, and did not forget to sprinkle a handful of white phosphorus on his face and recite a spell.

It is normal for exorcists to bring white phosphorus.

Brother Sartre's physical and mental attacks made the surrounding prisoners afraid to step forward.

As a grenade the size of a landmine exploded among the crowd, the prisoners collapsed and fled frantically towards the gate. However, what awaited them were the muskets and broadswords of the Vietnamese army.

"Go back, go back! You bastards, can't you even make your master happy?"

In fact, Ambrosius and his party did not kill many prisoners, probably only killed one tenth of the prisoners. However, this kind of team has no morale at all, and they all follow the leader. It's messed up.

It's just that the battle just now~www.wuxiaspot.com~ made Ambrosius see a turning point, and immediately went to look for the box containing the white phosphorus.

Zhang Ming, who was sitting on the pagoda, was not in a hurry.

"Your Majesty, a good show is about to be staged. When people's fear reaches its limit, even muskets cannot stop it."

The prisoner's team attacked Ambrosius and his party again. This time Ambrosius and the others did not raise their guns to shoot, but took out some bottles containing white powder.

The prisoners were hesitant at first, but they mustered up the courage to charge forward when they heard gunshots behind them. It's just that when these rushed forward, the thrown bottles fell to the ground and exploded violently, igniting flames, accompanied by billowing smoke.

People's fear of guns is not equal to their fear of the unknown, because people's fear of the unknown is rooted deep in their blood.

However, before the prisoners escaped, white smoke enveloped them, not only enveloped them, but also enveloped the entire Temple of No Return.

Gunshots continued to be heard in the smoke, accompanied by screams from the crowd.

Princess Anmei's heart was already in her throat, and she silently prayed in her heart that Ambrosius would survive. For this reason, she was willing to believe in any **** she didn't know.

Zhang Ming said that he frowned, because he also heard the coughing of the soldiers.

"Isn't it poisonous smoke?" Zhang Mingdao thought, luckily he was high enough to not smell it.

The soldiers of the Vietnamese army below also thought so, avoiding the choking smoke one after another.

When the smoke dissipated, the gate was open, and most of the Vietnamese officers and soldiers at the gate were lying on the ground in disorder, but Ambrosius and his party disappeared out of thin air. The prisoners in the temple could no longer restrain their fear when they saw the gate was open. rushed to the door.

Princess An Mei was thanking Mantian gods and Buddhas, but Zhang Mingdao kicked a Buddha statue down.