Never underestimate a woman's destructive power, especially when she is already crazy!

After defeating Bran’s reinforcements and winning a key battle, the Bran’s army, which was losing repeatedly, was frightened to find that the already unstoppable gray-clothed army seemed to be even more crazy...

Attacks from all directions, they were elusive and devils. Frequent lightning strikes. Once they succeed, they do not look at the results of the battle, do not clean the battlefield, and continue to advance wildly, chase after them... In just a few days, the gray-clothed army carried the domineering power that swept thousands of miles like tigers, and locusts crazily occupied more than a dozen towns like locusts passing through the border, and swept the troops around them wantonly!

Not only is it a question of speeding up the pace, but what is even more terrifying is that this gray-clothed army suddenly changed its former style of a king's army and became more bloodthirsty and manic. Once it entered the battlefield, as long as there was an enemy soldier standing on the field, there was only a charge horn in front of him and no sound of the soldiers. Regardless of whether the opponent threw away the weapons or surrendered, whether the opponent knelt down and begged for mercy... The only way to greet was to have a knife and simply behead him.

Kill - Kill - Kill -

There is no need for spoils, no prisoners of war, or even rest... The gray-clothed army, whose eyes are red, is like a heavy chariot rumbling and charging at high speed, not only crushes Bran's army strongly, and crushes a flesh-and-blood road. This side cannot stop at this time. The officer conveys military orders, the soldiers are responsible for killing the enemy, the division of labor is clear, and the upper and lower forms a battle rope, completely controlling the frosty figure above the chariot, and attacks wherever they point, ravaging Sifang!

This abnormal situation is undoubtedly extremely dangerous, not only for the Bran army that was frightened and retreated, but also for the gray-clothed army itself. Looking at the thousand-year war history of the mainland, there is no such arrogant army, nor such crazy tactics.

With just one mistake, one failure. This high-speed tank is in danger of losing control and a collapse.

But the fact is that after half a month, no matter how General Bran, who saw this, eventually fell one after another under the rolling wheels and ran over ruthlessly! The face of the chariot was like a frost figure, like an emotional machine, tireless, without any mistakes, and precisely despairing!

This is a non-mainstream crazy battle, and it also comes from a ruthless revenge on the verge of a crazy woman-

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Just as the gray-clothed army was causing bloody storms in the hinterland of Bran, on the eastern coastline, Tang Entong Shoes, who had watched the ebb and flow of the tides for a month, finally managed to control the internal and external injuries and could walk and wander normally like ordinary people.

This is a miracle worth celebrating. You should know that the two of Wuding and Bamutu, who were in the same condition, were lying on the bed for a long time, and were dying; the other was hiding in the dark and licking their wounds. They could not see anyone at all, let alone wandering around.

Of course, being able to walk around means that Tang En is not far away from here. It’s not that he doesn’t want to rest again, after all, his injuries have not healed yet, at least his strength has not been cured. But Tang En knows more that he has disappeared for so long and he doesn’t know what chaos is like outside, especially Joshia and Lansha are even more difficult to explain...

However, before Tang En found an opportunity to give his farewell, the young nun was worried about the trouble for half a month, and finally came to him...

In fact, there are signs. Especially a few days ago, when news came to the small town dozens of miles away, Tang En had a premonition when the news came that the forces of the temple were cleared overnight. But the young nuns were lucky and thought that they were not an important place... Well, the key is that this church is too broken and the incense is not strong, so maybe the Protestant Church would look down on it?

It's a pity that what should come will come...

At noon, Tang En was following the old housekeeper's appearance. He squinted his eyes and lay on a rattan chair made by himself in the courtyard. He was lazy and smelling the slight sea breeze. The young nun rushed in like a fire, screaming in surprise.

"Arthur-Arthur-They are here, they are here-"

"Huh? Who is here?" After staying here for so long, Tang En had become accustomed to the little nun's personality. He asked casually without moving, while opening his eyes helplessly, watching the little nun jumping around the courtyard like a headless fly, looking for something, then his eyes lit up, and he went straight to the corner of the courtyard wall to pick up her wooden stick that had been practicing for more than half a month, and rushed out of the courtyard without looking back like a fire, and the voice was heard from afar.

"Those bad guys... go quickly, I'll save Uncle Mason...Oh!" A thud, she screamed in dismay. Well, she probably fell down...

After understanding who those bastards were referring to, Tang En grinned: "I'll save others like this... Tsk, it's so loyal." He shook his head and touched his blue rattan chair, "What a pity, he just made you cheaper."

He got up, went back to the house to clean up, then brought the wooden door, and walked slowly towards the main hall in front of the church.

The church is built on a cliff next to the fishing village and covers a very small area. Usually no one comes up as long as it is not a weekend prayer meeting. In this way, when Tang En walked out of the front hall and saw two knights wearing light armor guarding the door, the other party's identity was naturally self-evident.

Before I could go in, the loud scream of the only young nun came out of the hall.

"Let's go, you are not welcome here, let me go now-"

"I don't care what you want to come for. If you don't leave, don't blame me for being rude-"

"Cindy, who asked you to come, put down the stick!"

"Siying, it's Uncle Siying. Mason, don't be afraid of them... I tell you, I'm going crazy and even I'm afraid of myself. Don't force me—aaaaa——"

"Well……"

Screams, sounds of waving and whistling with wooden sticks, you can know what the chaos in the hall is now without looking.

Looking at the two Protestant knights whose eyes were twitching slightly beside the door, Tang En helped his forehead and quickly walked towards the main hall. The two Protestant knights looked at Tang En, not knowing whether they felt it was unnecessary or not concerned, but they did not stop Tang En from entering.

When he walked into the hall, he saw the little nun protecting the middle-aged man like a little female tiger. The only priest here, Mason, closed his eyes, fanning the wooden sticks, whistling and howling. He pushed his two false palms and strangers in plain robes, were so happy that they could not retreat.

"Don't get me wrong, Sister Cindy, we're here just want to ask a few questions..."

"Cindy, don't mess around..."

"Siying! My name is Siying!!!"

"Uh...well, Sister Siying. Can we put away the wooden stick first? We have no malice, at least not for the time being..."

"If you don't listen, don't listen! Let's go-you'll leave now-"

After hearing a lot of rumors about the truth and falsehood of Protestantism, how could they easily believe the two of them? I was determined to protect Father Mason, who was named uncle behind me but was actually the same as my father, beat the bad guys in front of me.

Of course, this is just a wishful thinking. Not to mention that these two Puritans in plain robes are not low in strength, they are just an ordinary adult man, and it is not difficult to control the young nun who is swaying indiscriminately.

After several attempts to negotiate failed, one of the middle-aged Puritans frowned slightly and stepped out his hand to grab the wooden stick first. However, just as his arm was just raised, a palm suddenly stretched out from behind and gently pressed on his wrist.

When he was shocked, the middle-aged Puritan who had not noticed that someone was approaching suddenly turned around and saw a smiling face appear in front of him, "Sorry, sorry. This child is the most unhelpful to others call her Cindy, and he ran away as soon as he heard it. Haha, I laughed..."

While laughing, he grabbed the wooden sticks dancing around him without looking back, "Okay, Cindy. Those who come are all guests, let's see what they say first. If you are not satisfied, you will use your ultimate move."

The wooden stick was made, and Father Mason hurriedly reached out from behind the stunned little nun. Tang En let go of the situation and the wooden stick was thrown aside.

Come back to his senses, the little nun suddenly widened his eyes and pointed at Tang En inexplicably: "Arthur, you are in the same group as them, oh..."

Bang, grinning at the little nun's forehead, knocking on the little nun, "Go to pour two cups of tea together." Covering his forehead, the little nun subconsciously responded, his face as big as a big hand was full of grievance and confusion.

"Your Excellency is also a clergyman here?" The middle-aged Puritan who had previously been held down looked at Tang En up and down, with a little vigilant look.

"I? I'm passing by." Tang En smiled and hugged the young nun's shoulder, "But now he is the same group as her."
Chapter completed!