This pastor is so righteous

Francis was still dreaming about a spring and autumn dream called "Sweeping the Zion Empire from Landenburg". Bai Bin, a practical man, was already leading the Iron Army of the Ontario Province on a rapid march. Walter could already be seen at the end of his field of vision. The "site" of Dancun went up in flames.

Francis also scattered many demon scouts on the roads outside Waterdam.

While he was still supervising the construction of the terrifying rift, a little demon scout came quickly with waving wings.

"Lord, it's bad! A human army was found outside Waterdam. There are thousands of people, led by Bai Bin, and they are marching towards Waterdam!"

Francis, who was supervising the construction from a high place, felt like he was struck by lightning!

Obviously the intelligence sent by the front leg was that Bai Bin was guarding Sunny Port and was preparing to build a high wall to defend it to death. However, the rear leg scouts sent news that Bai Bin and his men had rushed to the door of his house!

Francis' expression was stunned, and his mind was overwhelmed by these two completely contradictory pieces of information.

After a moment, Francis said angrily: "How could this happen? Is there something wrong with the intelligence, or is there something wrong with your frontline scouts?"

The first thing that crossed Francis' mind was that the frontline scouts were caught in the illusion of the enemy.

The second thought made Francis feel cold all over.

If the scouts sent back false news, it means that Bai Bin had already discovered the scout team sneaking into the human refugees, and deliberately let the spy go, just to send back this false news to make him careless...

Then this is too scary!

The little devil's eyes were confused, mainly because he couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or reality.

Besides, it wasn't the only one who saw it. Now when the Lord of Hell asked, it didn't know how to answer.

"Let's go and have a look!" Francis strode forward, stepped off the supervision platform, and quickly walked towards the direction of Waterdam Village.

When Francis had just arrived at Waterdam Village, the uniform footsteps of Langdon's Iron Army hit his heart like a reminder.

When the iron army composed of iron guards and militiamen broke through the last cover and appeared openly in front of the demons' eyes, the stern demeanor and scene made them tremble for a moment, unable to control themselves.

The team of heavily armored iron guards meandered forward like giant steel dragons against the backdrop of the blood moon.

Thousands of warriors, wearing heavy armor, holding sharp blades, and stepping on the solid earth, formed this shocking iron flow.

Viewed from a distance, the Iron Guard's armor reflected the light of the blood moon, looking strange like an emotionless puppet. The metallic luster, dyed red by blood, intertwined with bursts of dust, like a sea of ​​fire and blood rolling on the earth. river.

Upon closer inspection, each iron guard's armor is exquisitely crafted, and each scale of the armor is closely integrated with the one next to it, making it extremely defensive. The patterns on the armor are like scars from war, witnessing their past honors and conquests.

This is Landenburg's iron guard that has experienced the test of war. It is a soldier trained by Lord Landon himself thirty years ago. It has been passed down to this day!

The Iron Guard's steps were firm and powerful, and every step seemed to shake the earth.

Their steps were unified, like a heavy war song, spreading across the entire land.

Wherever this team goes, they are awe-inspiring. Even the wind gave way to them, the dust was flying, and the trees were swaying, as if the whole world was trembling with their majesty.

At the front of the team were some flag bearers waving large flags with Landenburg's totem embroidered on them, representing the honor and tradition of the Iron Guard. The flag flutters in the wind, as if the soul of the Iron Guard is flying freely in the sky.

In front of the flag bearer, riding a white horse, was Bai Bin, who was already a nightmare in the hearts of low-level demons, the hell priest who killed without blinking an eye.

Walking proudly at the forefront, slaying evil and retreating.

Because Bai Bin's previous deterrence in Sunny Port was too strong, all the scouts scattered outside Waterdam Village did not dare to approach easily.

Every time Bai Bin and the Iron Guards he led took a step forward, they had to take three steps back.

Until now, all the scouts have been forced back to Waterdam Village, completely unable to retreat!

Under the leadership of Bai Bin, the human army was aggressive and ignored the minions of hell.

All the scouts retreated to Waterdam Village, and the demons who stayed in Waterdam Village were also in an uproar.

Unexpectedly, humans would take the initiative to attack, and now they even hit them in the face!

This has never happened before!

Seeing Bai Bin in the lead again, I was even more frightened to death. I once again recalled the nightmare of Bai Bin's illumination outside Sunny Harbor.

The low-level demons were completely panicked, and they were helpless and froze in place, not knowing what to do.

The scouts quickly went to ask the lord, but the low-level demons in the town were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered in the fence. They could only wait for the butcher sharpening his knife to approach, without any resistance.

Already completely frightened!

The Iron Guard did not encounter any resistance and marched into Waterdam Village in a majestic manner.

This is a "fantasy" to everyone.

When did the devil become so obedient and timid?

Not even a little bit of resistance?

Bai Bin could cause such a terrifying effect just by taking the lead?

Hell priest is not a simple title.

After this battle, in the hell world, this name was enough to make even lower-level demons change their expressions upon hearing it!

When Francis saw the demon advance army who had no intention of fighting, his face turned livid and he gritted his teeth.

"Insects! A group of insects! With such courage and level, they are like a pile of loose sand!" Francis was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

This group of low-level demons not only have no fighting spirit, but also no brains.

The enemies have already advanced outside the city, but they are still here at a loss. What is the difference between them and waiting to be killed?

But Qi returned to Qi, and Francis still knew at this moment that if he suffered a disastrous defeat in his first command, his people would not have a firm foothold in the first hell, and they would become the slaves of hell in the future!

"Everyone, pick up your weapons, arrange your formation, use the ruins of the town as a cover, and block the enemy! The terrifying rift is almost stable. If we hold on for one more day, our reinforcements will continue to come out of the rift, and then it will be time for a major counterattack!"

Francis no longer thought about taking the initiative to fight head-on.

After all, Bai Bin's lighting technique is so terrifying, almost to an unbelievable level.

Once the charge is exposed, the only outcome is death!

Staying in a bunker and harassing them remotely is the wisest approach.

Coupled with the large number of hell demons, as long as they can resist for one day, the offensive and defensive momentum will be reversed!

Seeing Francis, the lower demons felt that their backbone was here.

The originally dull and frightened expression finally changed at this moment.

Under Francis's arrangement, everyone moved.

Start looking for various bunkers that can cover your body in the ruins of the town.

Bai Bin, who was approaching from outside the town, also heard the other party's arrangements and couldn't help but feel happy.

Because judging from the voice, this man's voice is completely different from the previous Ulysses.

But their appearance is the same.

"You hidden rat, come out and speak! Aren't you Ulysses?" Bai Bin asked.

Two sentences hit two pain points of Francis.

Heartbreaking.

Francis couldn't bear it any longer and stepped out from behind the cover.

Thanks for the reward for discovering one hundred ways men lie!