Chapter 13: Going to the Battle (Part 1)
God is not a tool for man, and it is even more impossible to sacrifice instead of man.
Even if the flame bird has ignited the divine fire and became a demigod, its power is at most comparable to Annien's incarnation, but in terms of wisdom, knowledge, and combat experience, the flame bird is far inferior. Therefore, if you are willing to pay some price, you will still have a good chance of winning by chasing and destroying its body and turning its divine fire into the foundation of the kingdom of God.
But if you rely on divine power in this way, the sacrifice, blood, and tragic epic of the new continent will become a comedy - if humans encounter difficulties, they hope that God will clear it, and God will instead become a slave to mankind.
Besides, if any church or organization does not have a tragic battle history in full swing, if there are no heroes who go one after another, if there are no large number of victims, then the church and organization will not have the cohesion and the righteousness of ruling the land under the blue sky.
"My ultimate goal is of course to gain faith, but to create an epic that continues and heroic cultivation, so that people in later generations can pass on their heroic deeds for countless years, is, to some extent, even more important." Annien thought so and did so.
If there is a battle for thousands of miles, if there is a life of death, if there is a strong victory, if there is unity, if there is a lot of death and failure in the face of danger... These stories are the true capital of the church's past. When future generations read epic stories of cultivation, they shed tears for the heroism and stories here, the purpose of glorifying God has been achieved.
Of course, all of this must be done in the name of Annien Rubueta.
"Master Kagot, Master Kagot, we should go back!" He turned a hill. Seeing that the sun had fallen to the west and the surrounding woods gradually became dark, the accompanying priest Risda couldn't help but urge, "We must return to the temple before dusk, so let's look back now."
"We must patrol the front guard. This guard is now guarded by Heim's soldiers, but we must go and see." Sir Cargot said with a smile, but his tone was firm: "It's not too late for us to go back after the inspection."
Resda did not speak out. According to the church system, the army belonging to the church must be accompanied by a pastor. The responsibility is to encourage and heal the soldiers and unite the morale of the army. However, the marching command belongs to the authority of the knight. As long as there is no sign of betrayal of faith or escape halfway, the pastor has no right to doubt the knight's military command.
It was already late autumn, and the north wind was already chilling. The leaves fell, and the ten cavalrymen followed the commander silently. These ten war horses were half of the twenty war horses that came with the ship this time, most of which were mares. They were breeding horses, so they were extremely precious.
Sir Cargot is unique, 28 years old, a level 6 warrior. He is wearing knight's armor and gray eyes. Although his behavior is not as elegant as a hereditary knight, his fighting temperament can be more respected by soldiers on this land.
It was very quick for horses to reach a guard post a mile or apart, but it took some time to cross a ridge and pass a stream. Finally, we arrived at the guard post - this was a small protective wall made of simple stones. There were two wooden houses behind the stone wall, with eight people in total, half men and women, but the children would not stay here, they would stay in the castle area safely, with a guard post up to six woods, and you could see the situation nearby.
"Hey. Hello. Is there anything strange?"
"No, it seems very peaceful. It's really unimaginable." A four-person team leader on the post was patrolling the wooden post, six meters high.
"Okay, please be more vigilant. According to Bishop Sirsan's order, I brought you special supplies for the week." Sir Cargot said, and several horses immediately had some small packages.
"Thank you, Sir Cargot, thank you Bishop Sirsan." The captain saw the package unloaded and couldn't help but murmur: "Ah, you also brought wine. Thank you very much. The wind here is colder now, but it's a waste to use it now. You don't know yet. In another two months, it will be colder and colder, enough to freeze your ears and toes."
"Bissar Sirsan said that all the soldiers here will be treated equally." Sir Cargot shrugged his shoulders and said, "Now in the castle, the floor cloth is being brought on the boat into clothes. In this way, everyone can wear thick cotton jackets when they go on tour in the future."
At this time, all four women in the wooden house greeted them and saw the legs of a wild boar in the package, as well as some salt and wine, and couldn't help but smile. They were all local natives and captured women, but now they have become wives of the soldiers.
"I'll get it!" These women were able to speak some common words on the Philippine mainland. Although they were a little stuttering, communication was generally not a problem. After delivering the goods, the captain could understand a few words. He took out a charcoal pen and signed the goods on the parchment.
"If anything happens, just light the beacon. As long as we resist for an hour, we will definitely arrive." Sir Cargot instructed that although they were believers in Heim, they were also precious warriors in the colonies and could not be wasted.
The twelve cavalry immediately walked back, and they had to return to the temple before dusk. There was nothing to do when they went back. Half an hour later, Sir Cargot had already arrived in front of the wooden fence of the settlement. He stared at it and happened to see an old man working in front of the wooden house. He was thin and haggard, ragged, but had a strange murderous aura - this was the old soldier who fought in the colony. He had naturally had this characteristic after fighting for half his life.
The troops passed through the gate, and Sir Cargot rode on the horse with a solemn expression. He no longer looked at the old man. Although they had been through the battle for a long time, his soldiers were indeed a little rookie, but if the second army fought, his side, with a large number of priests, would definitely win, let alone Bishop Sirsan was there.
If will can win, then there will be only paranoid wandering on the earth in the world. Of course, the same is true for the other hand. Without will and faith, magic, magic, and swords, it is difficult to play a role.
In front of the temple, a group of people were wearing and practicing weapons, fifteen of which were from Annien Rubueta Church, while the others were from Heim, all holding the same weapons and leather armor.
"These pagans still look like this, as if they were still knights and warriors of the lord!" A soldier followed behind muttered, and the vague sense of superiority among the soldiers of the Heim Church made these soldiers from adventurers very unhappy.
"Shut up. I don't want to hear such words again. Next time, I will use a whip to let you know how to remember the rules. This is not to intimidate you!" Sir Cargot glanced at them, his eyes cold, and immediately every soldier fell silent.
"Remember, soldiers, fighting on a strange continent is not a journey. In order to obtain food for winter and to cultivate and cultivate slaves next year, we must fight, and we must fight together!" Sir Cargot continued, his voice becoming stern and low: "Who is on the battlefield, abandoning his comrades, or consciously not supporting him, once this behavior is discovered, there is only a dead end. The church will never allow such behavior on the battlefield. This is God's will and honor."
"On the battlefield, you are comrades who share life and death. Of course, if they violate this, Bishop Sirsan will execute them without hesitation, even if there is any consequence." Sir Cargot raised his voice slightly, then dismounted and walked directly to the inside of the temple.
"Do you think these rookies said to me just now?" It was obvious that the soldiers of the Diheim were also hearing such words, so Henry, who assisted, asked the only paladin among them. Although Henry was the leader of the current Heim Church, Ka Philosophy was the military commander.
Kazili looked at the group of warriors entering the temple, and then rubbed his chin: "No matter what, we have no choice but to believe what they said just now. Even at the most dangerous time, we cannot defile Heim's great glory!"
"This is all!" Henry said hoarsely. Over the past month, his face had been deeply haggard: "We need to plan now how to deal with the battle below, minimize our casualties, and leave a spark for the Heim Church here."
The temple of Ann Rubueta is quite magnificent and exquisite. The interior is paved with marble, the exterior is granite building, and the center is an statue of Ann Rubueta. Below the statue is an altar, surrounded by marble cylinders, and the holy emblem and name of the god are carved.
Everything originally was made of adobe bricks, but now it has become marble. This is the power of magic, which forced the soldiers entering and Cargot to be respected.
There were already hundreds of people in the temple. Although Cargot and others came in, no one looked at them at once and were meditating intently to prepare to offer the most devout prayers and praises to God.
The beautiful hymns were already sung, and the harp accompaniment followed. All believers had straightened their bodies at this moment, but at the same time lowered their heads to express humility towards God's land.
At this time, Bishop Sirsan had already reached the center of the altar. As he came to the stage, a holy light suddenly lit up in the center of the altar. The holy light poured down from the window into the dusk light.
"Ann Rubuetta, the merciful God, the powerful earthly God, here we pray to you sincerely, may your name spread throughout the world, and may your glory spread throughout the earth." Bishop Sirsan began to pray, and behind him, all the clergy and believers prayed with him.
There is no doubt that in this strange place far away from the Old Continent, everyone unconsciously felt fear and emptiness. It is precisely because of this fear and emptiness that believers unconsciously became much more pious about God’s faith. The hundreds of believers present were at this time calmly in the divine prayer.
It took about twenty minutes to pray twelve times a day. The holy light on the altar was warmly shining on the believers in the entire temple, making them feel warm and hope.
"Dear believers, faith is the spark of hope, faith is the power of healing, and faith is the bridge of immortality. As mortals, what else can they hope for with these? May all people be showered under the glory of God!" After the prayer, Bishop Sirsan said with a smile.
"Thank God!" The believers said in unison, and then retreated one after another. The church of Anion Rubuetta emphasized order in formal places. Therefore, in less than ten minutes, all ordinary believers withdrew from the temple of God, and all those who remained were warriors.
"Sir Cargot, come up," Anne said.
"Yes, Bishop Sirsan!" Kagot immediately stepped forward, and he half-kneeled in front of Annien and the altar, and the holy light illuminated his face.
"Do you already know the route of this action, the plan of this action, and the purpose of this action? My dear Sir Cargot?"
"I already know everything. As a knight of the church, I will fight for God and the church." Kagot immediately replied without hesitation.
"Very good, I officially authorize you to become the commander of the Expeditionary Force to spread the glory of God, so that those heretics who do not know how to fear the true God will know the majesty of God!" Annon said with a deep face. He drew out a long sword, pointed it on his shoulder, and then Messel took over the long sword and handed it to Cargot.
After taking the Rose Sword, which symbolized command, Kagot got up from the ground.
The Rose Sword is about one and a half meters long and very wide. It is a two-handed sword, composed of translucent sword. It looks like I don’t know which kind of metal it is, but it looks more like a long piece of crystal. At this time, it is shining with the holy light, and on the sword body, there is a sentence engraved: "God is with me."
At this time, Cargot, of course, did not know that Annien had decided to use the blood of the enemy and hero to glorify the sword. He just thought the sword was very beautiful, of course, very sharp, so he was very happy.
"Sir, then we will set out." Cargot said respectfully that it has become a tradition in the church, and it is the moment when God's power is the strongest.
Chapter completed!