"The supreme god protects her believers and sends down boundless power..."
The blue smoke rises, and the chants of the preaching priests spread across the sea and sky. They dance mysterious sacrificial dances, shake the wooden bells in their hands, and sing the myths and miracles of the main god!
Thousands of people knelt on the ground, with expressions of piety, numbness, or fear. They smelled the pungent smell of burning sulfur, listened to the strange singing of the priests, and listened to the low ringing of bells, and their minds were spinning.
Some felt dizzy. And the image of the Lord God seemed to gradually rise in everyone's hearts, gradually becoming higher and higher.
"The methods of the preaching priests are indeed deeply rooted in the hearts of the people!..."
Mikey, the knowledgeable man, watched the ritual ceremony on the shore with thoughts in his eyes.
Although they all belong to the priests of the main god, the affairs of the preaching priests are more focused on manipulating people's hearts. As long as they are to spread the faith of the main god, the preaching priests do not mind any means. Their methods include group rituals, psychological suggestions, and gentle words.
Hypnosis, use of divine smoke, and the most awesome and unreasonable special potions!
The duty of the divinely inspired priests is to follow the existing order and study the laws of the world. They want to discover the divinely inspired rules and use these rules as the basis to create more effective production and life tools.
The responsibilities of the two are completely different, and the styles of doing things are also completely different. Just like the planning of this raid, it is somewhat inconsistent with Mickey's code of conduct.
Thinking of this, Mickey the Knowledgeable sighed and said in a deep voice.
"Zuaro, Chief Kallan of the Yorem Tribe, after all, once made a friendship with the kingdom's exploration team! He never showed any hostility on the surface, but we used this method to take away his tribe.
.. This kind of thing is only done once. If it is done too much and spreads among various ministries, where will the credibility of the kingdom be placed? In the long run, the stability of faith in the Lord God may not be
a good thing..."
Hearing this, Zuvalo, the divine priest, raised his eyebrows. He had a smile on his face, but he was a little disapproving in his heart. How many of these tribes fighting in the wilderness can survive and grow with clean hands? Kingdom missionaries
The process itself is to compete with the chiefs and chiefs for control of the tribal people. If they don't use some thunderbolt methods, will the chiefs and chiefs still obediently let go and hand over their power? They have to spread their faith first.
Talking about stability and instability...
"In the final analysis, Mickey has stayed in Shenwei University and Shenqi Institute for too long, and he does not know the dangers of the human heart."
Divine Priest Zuvalo thought to himself, and then said with a smile.
"Miki, the learned man, you don't have to worry too much. The scope of activities of the coastal tribes is not large, and the spread of news is not very fast. And the replacement of tribal chiefs and leaders is not a rare situation. The kingdom wants to
To expand in the north as quickly as possible, we still need to follow this strategy: first start trade with the local large tribes, and then send priests to preach. After we have a certain base of believers, we can then cooperate internally and externally to completely convert the entire large tribes to the main god!
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"The Lord God bless us! As long as we establish a foundation in the northern continent and show strong enough force, the surrounding small tribes will move closer to us and surrender!"
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"God bless you! Zuvalo, I am not denying the expansion strategy of you and the evangelist Priest Songbird...but when the kingdom takes action, it must pay attention to propriety and try to maintain its reputation! Like Chief Kallan and all the surrender leaders
People cannot be killed at will, and at least one life must be left. To truly stabilize the hearts of the tribe, it is necessary to import trade goods from the kingdom and improve the lives of the tribesmen. Similarly, there must be priests to guide the local tribes in farming and increase the acres of farmland.
Produce..."
Mickey, the knowledgeable man, looked serious and spoke in detail. His position must be on the side of the kingdom. Therefore, his words at this moment are precisely supplementing the subsequent improvement of this radical expansion strategy.
"Just like the large Yolem tribe, it is close to the production area of struvite. It can use this natural fertilizer nearby to increase the production of farmland! It is also close to the production area of copper mines. It can smelt copper materials and produce copper utensils. If tin mines can be found,
, you can make bronzes here...and only after believing in the main god, the life of the tribe will improve, and the faith of the tribesmen can be truly stabilized!"
The two leading divine priests discussed seriously and perfected the expansion strategy of the Northland. The ceremony of worshiping the gods on the shore gradually came to an end.
The second-level preaching priest Songniao squinted his eyes and stood on the altar, staring at the people lying on the ground, feeling happy. After preaching in the Yolem tribe for almost two years, he finally waited for today! Soon, after the sacrifice to the gods was over,
, is the highest honor of the preaching priest, and the great conversion of the entire tribe. In the great conversion, hair cutting, blood oath, tattoos, and engravings are all indispensable. And before the official conversion, the majesty of the Lord God must be displayed again.
Shocking!
"The supreme Lord God can bestow generous blessings to her devout believers, and can also unleash the thunder of divine punishment on those who disbelieve and rebel!...Blow the trumpet! Witness divine punishment!"
The preacher priest Song Bird gave a sharp shout, and several priests blew the shrill conch trumpet. When they heard the sound of the trumpet, Zuvalo and Mickey both stopped their discussion. Zuvalo looked solemn and immediately took out a red flag.
, waved towards the woods on the shore, and ordered in a deep voice.
"Prepare the Tiger Crouching Cannon! Fire!"
Twelve longships lined up in a row, and the squatting cannons on the bows were immediately ignited. A moment later, there was a terrible thunder and explosion!
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!..."
The thunder continued and shook the sky, like a divine punishment from the Lord God! Seeing that the tribe in the lake could actually control thunder and fire, thousands of local tribesmen who participated in the ceremony were shocked and frightened. At this moment, they were completely prostrate on the ground, facing towards
The panicked prayer of the Lord God!
Even the most unruly tribal leaders finally revealed their unconcealable fear when faced with the roaring copper beast they had never seen before. They were not afraid of face-to-face fighting or the arrows shot at them, but they were faced with the thunder that was said to be divine punishment.
, faced with the threat of soul perdition from the priests, he had to lower his head.
On the long boat of the flagship, Chief Kallan stood next to the "Bronze Beast". He faced the deafening thunder, breathed in the pungent smoke, and imagined the unknown evil. Finally, his knees weakened and he knelt down on the deck.
Seeing this scene, Zuvalo, the divine priest, showed a satisfied smile on his face.
"Very good! Once the cannon on the ship goes off, it saves a lot of effort to shock people's hearts! Haha!"
Mickey the Knowledgeable touched his chin, his eyes flashed, and he made no sound. Until all the artillery bombardments were completed, the branches of the woods on the shore were broken, and it was a mess. Thousands of tribesmen were shocked, and there was no resistance.
The ceremony for the priests to convert the believers has officially begun!
Group after group of tribesmen were led by the kingdom's warriors and knelt down in front of the burning brazier. Then, their hair was cut off, thrown into the fire, their palms cut, they swore with blood, and then drank blood wine.
, chant the name of the Lord God three times, and finally carve the tattoo of a sun hummingbird on your forehead...
The preaching priest Songbird smiled and looked under the altar. Everything was in order. He pondered for a moment and then went to the flagship longship. Then, in the frightened eyes of Chief Kalan, the Songbird priest had no expression on his face.
Raise the obsidian sharp blade and swing it down steadily!
"ah!..."
This chapter has been completed!