The situation has developed beyond everyone's expectations!

Biran and Dicido were also stunned, but the development of the situation could no longer allow them to be stunned. The refugees were still in a state of daze, and the fire was still burning, and dozens of figures suddenly rushed out of the refugees.

These figures are old and young, men and women, but at this moment, they all burst out at a speed that was completely inconsistent with the physical fitness of ordinary people and rushed towards the city gate with all their might!

The incident happened too suddenly, and no one had time to stop these crazy "runners". They rushed to the city gate without any obstacles, and then - self-destruction!

"Boom boom boom boom boom"!!

The continuous explosions perfectly interpret what is earth-shaking.

Doraz's city gate is just ordinary hardwood, at most a layer of relatively strong iron sheet is covered with. Can it withstand this kind of multiple self-destruction comparable to the dense attack of rocket launchers?

So there was no doubt that when the smoke was blown away by the breeze, the exposed Doraz gate had turned into a burnt piece of wood.

"The city gate is broken, hurry up and grab food, and don't forget to fuck his fucking noble bastard."

Just as the refugees and the only city guards were stunned, the old man standing among the refugees took out an enchanted loudspeaker, and his strong and thick voice "pointed the direction" for the confused refugees as soon as he opened his mouth. The followers beside him immediately began to cater to the loudest:

"Yes, hurry up and take away all the treasures, and then we go to Kwigling, and the nobles of Doraz will not catch us."

"There is no time left, everyone, everyone, the treasures, food, and women of the nobles are all ours."

"Your family members who were sold are still locked in the nobles' dungeon. Rescue them soon, it will be too late."

The protesters' declarations hit the hearts of the refugees without exception. They had just experienced the despair of watching the life-saving food burned, the anger of being insulted by the nobles, and the helplessness of being squeezed to "sell" their relatives. Now, the agitation of the protesters' words were thrown into the hot oil like a blazing torch, and the madness that was originally suppressed in the hearts of the refugees was ignited.

People don’t care about anything when they are forced to do so. If they are tortured by hunger, then reason is not something that cannot be abandoned!

The refugees who were hungry, angry, and held back were completely crazy. They didn't care about thinking about the obvious manipulation in front of them, the consequences of going crazy on the spot, and the other solutions. At this time, they only had two words in their minds - robbery!

"Damn nobles, I want to kill all your family."

"Yes, I have to steal all their treasures, and there is no way to leave them."

"Everyone hurry up, and run separately after a vote. Those bastards in the city guards couldn't catch us."

"Bastard, return my granddaughter to me..."

A large number of refugees rushed into the city gates. They used their nails to tear apart more than a dozen city guards who came to stop them, and then rushed into the city of Doraz like locusts.

Even the most honest refugee in the past had a distorted face at this time and shouted "Kill all the nobles"!

"It's messy, it's messy, it's messy"!

The leader of the city guards on the city wall didn't even bother to pull away "Zweig" who was still laughing. He grabbed a scout next to him with red eyes and roared:

"Why don't you go and ask for support quickly. Where have those who don't do practical things gone? And those noble professional masters, do you have to invite them in person?"

The little scout who was spitting out of saliva was almost crying. He was so angry that he reported:

"Report... Report... Report, team one, two, three, seventh team city guards, and all the employed professionals are all encircling and suppressing the remnants of the Tishahar Church."

"Damn it, then why don't you go and ask for help from three formal adults?"

"This... report, Lord Punk, Lord Bahange, Lord Kangkai, and... have also left Doraz City to pursue the remnants of the Tisshar Church."

Hearing this answer, the leader of the city guard put down the scout with a dead face and fell to the ground.

He only felt dizzy in his mind. At this moment, even if he was not a strategic expert, he could see that Dorazi City was trapped in a big conspiracy, but he was powerless.

The wave of refugees cannot be resisted by a small group of city guards, not to mention that many professionals who were sick and now recovered have made up their minds to take this opportunity to "get a vote". When the entire Dorazis's power could not come to save the scene, 20,000 refugees who turned into evil spirits were simply unstoppable!

At this time, there were Dichdo, Bilan, and Luotaran who were trapped in the crowd. Twenty thousand people rushed to a small city gate together. What was the scene? They were among the refugees, and they could not escape from the refugee wave. They could only helplessly follow the refugees and were squeezed into the city of Dorazi like a piece of toothpaste.

What's even more terrifying is that at this time, Luo Talan was separated from his knight and the old housekeeper. There were only three young girls holding hands in the vast crowd, but except for Bilan, he could also have a few spells, Dichdo and Luo Talan had no combat power at all!

"What should we do?"

Luo Talan was so anxious that she almost cried. She was usually eccentric and had no idea at this time.

"What did you say"?

"I said, we, what should we do next?"

This time Dichdo finally heard it clearly. While trying to hold Bilan and Luotalan's hands tightly to avoid being dispersed by the crowd, he replied loudly:

"We have to save people. These refugees may harm innocent people, and we cannot ignore them."

Hearing this sentence, Bilan and Luotalan both nodded vigorously. Their heads were messy and they had no judgment at all.

"Okay, listen to you"

The two said at the same time.

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At the same time, in the center of Dorazi City, several usually inconspicuous houses were surrounded by many city guards, and several priests and professionals stood in front and were full of vigilance.

The same scene happened almost in every location in the city of Dolaiz. These fenced houses, shops, and even noble houses were just the "Tishar Church stronghold" explained by Hut.

When they first heard the news, the senior officials of Dorazi City were shocked and could not speak. They could never have imagined that Dorazi City, which had always been "integrity" in their impression, had actually been penetrated almost like a sieve.

Now, almost all the combat power of Doraz City is devoted to the stronghold surrounding the Tisshar Church. Just when Punk and others attack the first stronghold, Doraz City will launch an attack simultaneously.

At the largest encirclement point in Dolez City, Hodre, the Bishop of the Tyr Church who was sitting on horseback, was ready. He firmly believed that under the blessing of the God of Justice, Tyr, and his leadership, such an unknown clown like Tissar, was simply vulnerable.

However, just as the sun Mira rose halfway and he was about to issue an attack order, thick smoke suddenly appeared in the direction of the main gate of Doraz City.

"What's going on?"

Hodley frowned. He thought that someone who did not keep the order had attacked in advance. Although it was nothing to attack in advance, as a believer of Tyre, Hodley was very disgusted with such behavior of not observing discipline. He decided to use divine art to investigate and see that the guy was so disobeying the "order"!

"Order is the most important thing in the world, and the unordered guy must be educated"!
Chapter completed!