Chapter 13 Fall (Part 1)
The wind blew across his face with the fragrance of soil and grass. Mou Da stood on the wall near the city gate and grabbed his iron weapon. Although he was young and out of the way, he was only a captain of a hundred people. However, since his father was a famous general, he knew some things.
He looked down from the city with sorrow. At this time, it was the darkest time before dawn. On the vast fields five miles away from the city, there were torches covering the sky, forming a bright sea of ​​torches. At least tens of thousands of invaders, relying on torches and moonlight, more than a dozen riders came to the city to observe. Their bodies were made of refined iron armor. Such armor was a product of the enemy's banned merchants. My father said that the kingdom had spent a lot of money, but it only got a hundred sets, and it could not be imitated.
The current situation is extremely serious. In order to fight against the invasion of alien races, the king brought nearly 60,000 soldiers across the country, as well as most of the iron and bronze ware. Therefore, although the great priest suddenly obtained the divine metaphor three days ago and knew that an enemy had an army suddenly attacked from behind, in such a short time, he still could not summon any army that had already reached the front line. He had to temporarily summon all the royal people near the capital. Fortunately, there was a royal army of 2,000 people in the temple, so he temporarily formed a temporary organization. Unfortunately, not only did he not even have iron weapons, but he even opened the previous arsenal, using the previous copper weapons, and barely armed 10,000 people. The others all used kitchen knives or wooden sticks, so the whole city immediately organized 30,000 people, but the combat power...
However, there was no time to sigh. There was not much time. The other party's army roared. Although he didn't know what the other side said, he knew that it was not good depending on the situation. Sure enough, there was not much time. Leading by a knight, an infantry formation on the opposite side stepped forward step by step.
Then, there were chariots one by one, and these cars were very strange.
"Shoot the arrow!" There was an order from above. Suddenly, only 200 archers were already concentrated and continued to shoot downwards. Although there were only 200 people, there was a riot in the opposite infantry wherever the arrow rain went. But to everyone's disappointment, because the soldiers were wearing leather armor, the lethality of the arrow was not strong - although the kingdom imitated the enemy's weapons, there were always problems in quality.
Such a situation was immediately known to the enemy. Under the city where a trace of light had already appeared, two enemy legions entered the battle. Mu Da almost closed his breath and grabbed his weapon.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt an incomparable terror. This was the premonition he had obtained during more than 30 battles. However, before he could react, he stayed on several chariots 100 meters away and stood up. These people were making gestures and even chanting something.
"Is it the enemy's priest?" He thought so, but this was his last thought. Almost instantly, more than a dozen fireballs attacked the city gate, and the huge force exploded and instantly tore the city gate. Even the gate made of bronze could not stop such an attack, and the aftermath of a flame directly tore his body.
Ryanstein looked at this situation very satisfied. The chariots were used here, and they plundered several small cities to obtain these cars. However, two of them were modified and covered with thick soil, so the arrows were invalid. Inside were all eighteen mages in the army who could perform fireball magic.
Because of their limited spell positions, a level five mage is likely to be able to cast a second fireball, so they must play a role in the most critical moment in the war. In Reinstein's view, the best way to play is to use them to blast the enemy's city gate at one time.
The city gate suddenly became the focus of both sides, and the other side was fighting to the death. However, as a mature army, the first group of knights who rushed forward were fully armed and fighting spirit. This was not ordinary soldiers of Tixi, but in this case, only these knights had the power to quickly break through the city gate, and then a large number of soldiers from their own sides could pour into the city.
"Kill, order the soldiers and slaughter the city!" Seeing that there were even a large number of people in the enemy, who were even resisting with wooden sticks and other weapons, Reinstein issued the order to massacre - this was actually Ann's will. For Ann, the people in this city were all royal families, and their ancestors were the three true gods of the kingdom. They could be said to be dead and hard elements. Since this is the case, massacre is the most economical thing.
Of course, it is natural to take the blame for the Lord and the Lord God.
After this order, all the soldiers immediately shouted. If we look at it from a high altitude, wherever the black iron flow went, there was red blood everywhere. Although a person's blood could not discolor the city, the massacre everywhere made the blood soak every inch of land, and even formed a large area of ​​disgusting dark red mud in the depression. Moreover, such a pool of blood continued to extend, most of which rushed straight into the magnificent temple and palace between the dilapidated houses. Countless incomplete limbs and heads continued to increase the capacity of the sea of ​​blood, and even the deepest part, the corpses could float in the blood.
"H, our God, our ancestors, where are you?" The massacred people fought to the death, crying and praying, and the voice of despair even sounded one after another until it turned into a cry of the whole city.
It was dawn, but with such crying, the rich black clouds quickly gathered up and brewed over the city of Vivans, and there was a rumbling thunder!
With such thunder, the massacred people cheered. As the head of the three gods of this indigenous kingdom, He is the God of Thunder and the God of War. This vision is obviously the arrival of He. Over the city, the black clouds even condensed into a new night, and countless thunder and lightning flashed in the air.
"Don't be afraid, continue to kill, in the name of Annien, the Lord of War!" Ryanstein showed a golden glow on his body at this time. He personally raised his weapons and continued to supervise the battle. Influenced by this, the warriors shouting Annien's name began to massacre again.
Such behavior seemed to anger the black clouds in the sky. The black clouds were rotating rapidly, and then a thick thunder and lightning fell from the center of the black clouds!
Everyone felt extremely fear at this moment, but the lightning fell but did not fall to the ground. In the air, a light similar to dusk spread out quickly. Everyone saw such a wonder. There were thunder and black clouds in the sky, and the sky was an endless ocean of light. Countless lightnings fell down and were immediately blocked by the light.
"My Lord Anne, My Lord Anne!" Even a fool knew what was going on in this situation. All the warriors immediately felt like they had taken stimulant medicine, and their hearts were filled with a sacred feeling. Every time they killed a pagan, they added a little glory to the Lord.
The soldiers rushed into the house, where there was the enemy of the Lord, and the people were fighting to the death, but holding wooden sticks and not undergoing military training, how could they be their opponents? Therefore, the men who stood up were often killed immediately, and many women and children could not even avoid them. They even hugged them in groups that were worse than cattle and sheep, and were easily killed. The shouts, roars, screams and screams on the houses and streets were heard one after another. Occasionally, the sound of weapons fighting came, indicating that some of the enemy's soldiers had not been cleaned up.
With such crying and killing, countless souls rose in the black air of resentment. At the beginning, a small ball approached the light and was immediately purified. However, with such massacre, they still rose to the level of the black cloud. Suddenly, countless crying sounds were made in the thunder and the black clouds...
Around Anne was surrounded by a divine flame, which was so pure - even at this moment, his face was calm.
"Why should I kill my people, what do you think of the foreign god?" A thunderous voice resounded throughout the sky: "Why haven't an evil god like you fallen into darkness?"
"You are a God who loves your people, and your body has arrived in person. Since that's the case, what else do you want to ask?" Annion said with a smile: "If I am one level higher than you in your kingdom of God, I may not be able to destroy you, but since you have already arrived in your body, then wait for the death!"
"As for the rest, I can reply to you, see, I will sing the fallen war song for you." Such a voice filled the sky, and even the soldiers fighting below were hearing it. This was the doctrine of war that God directly said.
"He! Today, my soldiers and your soldiers are in the wild and bloody battles in the city. We have strict formations and clever deployments of generals. Various sounds of killing are filled with heaven and earth, blood and corpses splattering."
"If a mortal, relying on the physical body, will be confused and fearful, full of sorrow, and shed tears, but this is all manifestation of the loss of the true soul."
"The wise and believers are not sad for death. Those bodies from elements, life from positive energy, and life from negative energy are nothing more than carriers and processes of the soul. Happiness and pain, life and death should come and go, just as the alternation of winter and summer is inevitable, but these are illusions of the flesh and energy. Only faith, only faith in me, and combined with my true essence can achieve eternity and immortality."
"What is the life in the world compared to the immortal souls belonging to God? Therefore, fight hard, fight from each other! There is no need for you to mourn death and killing."
"Fighting is not the purpose. In the world, we can protect ourselves and gain glory and land, but all of this, in the final analysis, is just to hone the beliefs of the soul and prevent it from being confused and sleepy."
"The so-called responsibility for fighting for people in the world is the raw material for nourishing their souls. Nothing can hone the soul more than fighting for God. So, my warriors don't need to hesitate anymore!"
"If you fight for it without fulfilling your responsibilities and faith, your soul will fall and die, and lose its strength. Believers, those who have died in battle will enter heaven, and will overcome it, and will enjoy the prosperity of the earth. When you do not care about suffering and happiness, gains and losses, life and death, success or failure, in that battle, your souls will become sanctified, and there is no more confusing you."
"Faith is unshakable faith. When fulfilling faith and responsibility, the soul will be filled with God's grace and satisfy God at the same time. My warriors, you must calmly fulfill your responsibilities and faith, but do not be obsessed with victory or defeat, success or failure. This is the most pious faith."
"And when faith passes through the illusion of the forest, he will remain indifferent to the words he hears, the killing of matter, life and death, whether in the past or in the future. This is the true way of spirituality and faith. If it is obtained, people will no longer be confused. Naturally, they will be able to enter the kingdom of God without judgment."
"Ha, this is my Force and the Way of God, so the glory belongs to me, the war belongs to me, and the victory belongs to me, without any leisure wall or dust."
With such a sound, the sky is filled with flawless and pure power, how can it fall due to killing? The condescending divine wisdom never changes! Whether such a theory is right or wrong, it is incredible to believe in one's own power according to the rules of the universe, especially for a god.
I believe that I have no time, so I must have no time, it's that simple.
What is even more powerful than words is the constant fighting power, the light of dusk, breaks through the black clouds. Although the lightning still flashes in the air, the light of counterattack burns the black clouds in the sky, and a great god is constantly roaring and roaring.
He did not understand these so-called words. In his mind, he could only fight for his own people. This is the reason why the tribe gave birth to him and the meaning of existence. Therefore, although such fighting roars and shouts were constantly weakened, they were still unwilling to surrender.
Until the end, a black cloud with lightning flashed from the sky in full view of everyone, but the fall did not return to the land that gave birth to him, but was surrounded by light in the air.
In a blink of an eye, Annien grabbed the black cloud with his hands and stared downwards, with silence and serene.
Chapter completed!