Belief In The Kingdom of God

With the sound of a horn blowing, in a distant place, a little shadow was hitting the rear.

At this time, behind the prince's army, countless fire lights flickered with shadows. With a command, countless fireballs were thrown out, turning the originally calm camp into chaos.

Then, faintly, the sound of fighting gradually came from behind.

Hearing this sound, the prince's face changed: "What happened?"

At this time, a knight stepped forward: "His Royal Highness, our troops stationed outside the city were raided by the enemy!"

"How many people are here?" He looked at the knight in front of him, his face a little low.

"At least three thousand people!" The knight resolutely said, his tone affirmative.

Suddenly, the presence was shocked.

"Who is here? There are still three thousand people gathered now?" a knight asked in confusion, a little puzzled.

"Now is not the time to take care of this!" The prince looked down and said, "Immediately let people from outside the city withdraw into the city, and then close the city gate and leave it alone!"

The knight replied, but at this moment, another person hurriedly walked in, with anxiety on his face.

"His Royal Highness! It's not good, our army outside the city was defeated!"

"What!" Suddenly, the audience was shocked.

Over there, Attis looked at the scattered army rushed in front of him, and charged with his own guards in it.

Because the inner city has been besieged before, outside the city are mostly the army of some lords and some forcibly recruited militiamen and the like, and there are very few knights who are truly powerful.

Coupled with the continuous battles, many fighters were already exhausted, and even these lords were not determined to fight. At this time, they were attacked by Attis and they were directly dispersed.

Even after Attis was persuaded to surrender, a large group of people suddenly surrendered.

So, after the prince and others boarded the city wall, they saw this scene.

A whole tens of thousands of people fought fiercely under the city wall. One by one, the knights were defeated by the glorious warriors wearing cane armor, and then the whole position was completely defeated and fled in all directions.

"This, thousands of knights, how is it possible!" Beside the prince, a person exclaimed, with disbelief in his eyes.

They could not tell the difference between the uniformed warrior in the vine armor and the ordinary knight. In their eyes, these warriors are powerful, dressed in strong and lightweight cane armor, and each of them is no less powerful than a knight's retinue, and they are all knights.

The prince raised his head. At this time, on the side of Attis, a banner gradually rose.

It was a blue-purple banner with a big tree and a crown on it, which looked very strange.

"What banner is this?" He was puzzled, and he was puzzled by the sudden arrival of the enemy.

"His Royal Highness, this banner does not seem to be the nobleman of our country, but the banner of another country." Below, a knight said.

"What!" The prince was shocked, but facing the already corrupted situation below, he couldn't help but grimace, and said: "Order to go down, close the city gate, don't let anyone in!"

"Hey, Your Highness, our knight is still outside!" The knight hesitated.

"I said, close the city gate!" The prince turned around, his face gloomy and terrible.

Seeing the great prince like this, the knight didn't dare to hesitate anymore and went on.

So, in the desperate eyes of the soldiers outside the city, in front of him, the gate of Brook City slowly closed.

"Do not!"

"His Royal Highness, let me in!"

Shouts of despair came from outside, with prayers and pain.

Seeing these voices, beside the prince, everyone could not bear it. They just looked at the figure of the prince who was always standing, and did not dare to interject.

So, in their desperate eyes, the troops at the rear relentlessly pressed up and crushed these stragglers.

Seeing this scene, many lords who had been held by the prince no longer hesitated, gritted their teeth and chose to surrender.

"Bazel, let those surrenders drop their weapons and take them to the other side!"

A voice sounded in the same place, and Atis looked up at the current situation and looked up at the city wall.

In his field of vision, at this moment, the black and gold luck that was originally great was suppressed, and an ancient tree condensed and suppressed it severely.

And inside it, a little bit of red or golden air fortune began to flicker, faintly echoing with the ancient trees.

Suddenly, he sneered.

At this time in the city, each figure shuttled through it.

It was a handsome young man, wearing armor at this time.

If the prince and the second prince are here at this time, you can definitely recognize that this person is Kkus who had been asked to worship and heal the king. At this time, he was walking in an uninhabited alley. He no longer had the graceful gentleman's demeanor before. Instead, his armor was stained with blood. At the same time, his divine power was faintly fluctuating, which was also a sacrifice.

Moreover, the level does not seem to be low.

He looked forward, and under his induction, a warm and magnificent will was standing in the distance at this time, calling him from a distance.

Behind him, hundreds of priests in armor followed him silently, carrying a piece of natural gods in silent prayer, driving away the surrounding dirt.

"Everyone!" He turned his head and looked at the many sacrifices behind him: "At this moment, my **** has reached the city, and all of you are believers of my god. I must be able to sense it."

"For the sake of my god, please do your best. We will open the city gate and let the glory of my **** cover this Brook City!"

"For my god!" The sacrifices below responded one after another, with a frenzy in their eyes.

As they shouted, in the faint, there seemed to be a trace of purple air hanging down, with some kind of world power falling to them.

This was the luck of Attis, and at this time, under the urging, it blessed them, and it merged with their own luck, suddenly prosperous.

Seeing this scene, Kkus nodded slightly, and then rushed towards a city gate with his hands.

Under the city gate, a group of knights were watching nervously, and they were relieved to see that there seemed to be no intention to attack the city, but suddenly they saw a commotion from behind.

They were about to turn their heads, but suddenly there was a radiance in front of them.

Suddenly, the city gate was in chaos!

In the city, a pure light of faith condenses, faintly echoing the outside world.

Seeing this scene, Artis knew in his heart: "It's time!"

"Bazel!"

He looked at Kkus, who was always guarding the side, and said loudly: "You bring five hundred guards, and immediately attack the city gate!"

When Bazel answered, he looked at Bill nearby and said: "Bill, you lead the sacrificial group to suppress the battle!"

"Yes!" Bill responded.

As the order was issued, the battlefield changed again.

Behind Artis, a team of soldiers gradually stepped forward, and at the same time, the priests were gathering, and gradually gathered under the banner of Artis, preparing to release the magic.

As soon as this team of soldiers came out, they carried a strong and fierce aura that was immovable as a mountain.

This is the guard of Attis, it is composed of tall and strong men selected by Attis himself. Not only is the training intensity several times that of the rest of the troops, but also the early training and fighting spirit, plus its own supernatural power. The washing, everyone is at least the level of knight obedient.

Moreover, the armor and weapons on the body are also extraordinary products, which are specially made by the priests of the North, and the output is scarce, only for these guards. After standing up at this time, it immediately felt bold and uncomfortable.

"Guards! Charge forward!" In front of them, Bazel looked at the city wall in front, with cold light in his eyes, and shouted.

With a roar, they quickly crossed the battlefield. On the way, all those who had the courage to stop were rolled over, fully demonstrating their sturdy combat power.

Seeing this power, the prince felt cold on the wall: "It has reached the point of a royal guard."

He was thinking like this, but suddenly a herald came from below, and he seemed a little hurried: "His Royal Highness! It's no good. At the gate of the city, someone suddenly attacked and all the knights who stayed behind were killed. At this time, the gate was already occupied. !"

"What!" The prince was startled and looked at the man in disbelief.

"Your Majesty, be careful!" A shout suddenly sounded, and the prince didn't return to his senses. He only felt that his eyes suddenly turned into pitch black, and there seemed to be a sound of breaking through the air.

He subconsciously hid, and under the urgency of his body, he was dangerously resisted.

Just beside him, countless screams suddenly sounded, and countless unexpected arrows shot through the armor.

"Arrow?"

The prince took a look at it and took a breath, seeing the arrows shooting straight into the bodies of the knights in front of him, his eyes were deeply puzzled.

In this world, because of the fighting spirit, the function of arrows has been greatly reduced. Ordinary arrows are completely unable to break through the protection of knights' fighting spirit, not to mention the protection of armor.

After all, the knight is essentially a kind of extraordinary life. Although this essence is still very weak, it is far from being comparable to ordinary people.

But at this time, he has no time to think about the reasons.

Because under the city, after a loud noise ended, the city gate was opened.