Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Duke Arvis looked at Lai Gou'er, seeking instructions.

Right now, everything had to follow Lai Gou'er's lead.

He didn't have the courage to make a decision against the Church.

Not to mention the Church mobilized the army of the Kingdom of Hiro.

The Templar Knights had also arrived, the most elite troops under the Holy City.

"What's the level of the Templar Knights?" Lai Gou'er asked.

Hopp immediately said, "Everyone is heavily armored! The Templar Knights are few in number, but each one is carefully selected, tall and strong, and one person can defeat three to five ordinary soldiers."

It seemed they were really going all out, preparing to wipe them out in one fell swoop.

Lai Gou'er pondered, "They still have some time before they reach the royal city. It would be strange for a large army to suddenly appear."

"The only possibility is that the Church has probably already concluded that Fika has betrayed the faith and wants to eliminate them in one fell swoop with absolute certainty."

Hopp was drenched in cold sweat.

Duke Arvis asked anxiously, "Then what do we do?"

"First, send two envoys to welcome them, and we'll wait here."

"That's all we can do... Investigate further and report back."

......

Heavy rain fell, and the weather was gloomy.

Above the city walls, Lai Gou'er inspected the artillery emplacements.

Now, all the soldiers on the city walls had been replaced by Great Jing soldiers for defense.

Although this might result in greater casualties for their side, it was the only option.

Father Solje's prestige in the city was unmatched, and thanks to brainwashing and his own efforts, the people of the city almost completely trusted him.

However, with the Holy Church's Templar Knights arriving in person, the power and influence of the Church's headquarters on the people was self-evident.

If the city defense soldiers surrendered before the Templar Knights even attacked, the port would be out of control, and all previous efforts would be in vain.

Using Great Jing soldiers to defend the city was the most appropriate course of action.

Lai Gou'er was halfway through his inspection when Duke Arvis ran up the city wall in a panic.

He stood in front of him, panting, and said, "The envoys we sent out haven't returned. They must have been killed."

"Scouts report that in about three days, the Hiro army will reach the city."

"The lords along the way have volunteered to join the Hiro army and come together, and now the number is probably around 80,000."

"We only have over 20,000 people now, so the pressure is probably a bit high."

Two thousand defending against eighty thousand, of course they could hold it.

Lai Gou'er frowned tightly: "The lords along the way have all joined?"

Duke Arvis nodded helplessly: "Otherwise what? Those people don't completely obey the country's orders. Now that the Church is attacking, of course they're following the Church!"

"I'm afraid half of the people here are lords from various places who have joined."

Lai Gou'er said: "The other side is coming aggressively. Let's start raising the drawbridge on the moat now. Starting today, impose a curfew. You are responsible for strictly controlling the people. We must not let any trouble start below."

"Although the opposing army has a majority in numbers, they come from complex backgrounds. As long as we show our firearms and deter the enemy, they will collapse at the first blow."

"Last time, I reported the situation here to the imperial court, and the court replied that there would definitely be a wave of support. It should be arriving in some time. When that time comes, we will unite and take the initiative to attack. Once the forces outside the city are cleared, we will directly take the Holy City and stabilize the situation."

"Then you will have nothing to worry about. Remember, you and the priest must stabilize the people. As long as your side is not in chaos, there will be no problems here."

"Okay..."

.....

The iron hooves of the Kingdom of Hiro were rushing towards the port, with a clear goal and a fierce momentum.

The original army only had 50,000 people, but as they went deeper into Fika.

The lords along the way bowed down one after another, willing to follow the Templar Knights to crusade against the disobedient.

In fact, the local lords' sense of smell was also very sensitive.

The constant news from Fika's main city had already made many people speculate.

Now that the Templar Knights had appeared, the meaning behind it was self-evident.

Fika's core had indeed betrayed the faith!

They were looking for death, just don't bring us along.

As a result, the Hiro army and the Templar Knights snowballed, getting bigger and bigger.

The logistics and supplies were also becoming more and more adequate.

The local lords showed their best, doing their utmost to express themselves.

After all, they were all lords of Fika. The Church's current attitude towards Fika meant that even if they didn't have much connection with the core nobility.

They would inevitably be purged in the future.

Now was the best opportunity to show their loyalty!

At this moment, the army was stationed halfway, and it was still two days' journey to reach Fika's main city.

Inside the main tent, Hiro's main general, Mord, sat in the tent on one side with a golden sword.

In the main seat was the Judge Advocate who came with the Holy City, and on the side was the Cardinal Archbishop of the Hiro Diocese.

The two were leisurely drinking tea, looking unhurried.

Mord felt a little short of breath when he saw this. These two guys had been on vacation all the way, without any expression of tension.

Although Fika was an insignificant small country, this was still a war!

War should be approached with a war-like attitude!

Mord's chest was slightly on fire, and he said in a deep voice: "Judge Advocate, although Fika is weak, we are attacking the main city of a country after all. Now, although there are 80,000 soldiers, they come from too complex backgrounds and are difficult to organize."

"Wanting to attack a city with 80,000 people is very difficult. Just to seize the city gate, I don't know how many people will be lost! I originally suggested mobilizing at least 100,000 soldiers. Why did the Judge Advocate insist that 50,000 people would be enough? Did you just want to rely on the lords and farmers recruited along the way as support?"

The Judge Advocate glanced at him lightly and said leisurely, "General, these are all instructions from the Holy See."

"Fika joined forces with Father Solje to betray the faith, without any concealment. In addition, the Brotherhood often secretly causes trouble. The world is becoming more and more unstable."

"The Church sent you here, and brought 10,000 Templar Knights, preparing to destroy Fika in one fell swoop and capture Solje. Naturally, it has full confidence, otherwise, what would it send me here for?"

"Where is that confidence then? Fika sent two envoys over, and you killed them without saying a word! We are at war, and the other side must already be doing its best to prepare for war!" Mord clenched his fists and said, "The preparations before coming were not sufficient, and the force is too small."

The Judge Advocate gave him a blank look when he heard this: "How did you become a general? Can't you fight a war with fewer people? Don't you know about winning more with less?"

"Hmph, if you give me a million people, I can win battles every day. If you can't win more with less, what kind of general can you be?"

Damn it! Moron! Retard!

If I really gave you a million people, you useless trash would have to toss away half of them before the battle even started. Did you think this was child's play?

A vein bulged on Mord's forehead, and he slowly said:

"Judge Advocate, this is a war of swords and spears. Prayer... cannot kill the enemy."

The Judge Advocate stared at him and suddenly smiled wickedly: "Are you questioning the Holy See's decision?"

"I'm not, but we can't be ambiguous about fighting. The Holy See hopes for great success, but now every step seems very casual. Moreover, I originally prepared to launch a rapid assault, but now the Templar Knights' supplies have seriously slowed down the pace of the advance. What exactly are they pulling in those carriages? One cart only has one box and requires four horses to pull it?" Mord took a deep breath and asked.