Five hundred and fifty-ninth chapter Buddha
The blue cavalry of the Flying Spaghetti Cult rushed in through the breach in the west gate. Those defensive facilities that had been built so hard were in vain. The men of Yushou Town were already guarding the streets with shields and knives, using their flesh and blood to resist the cavalry charge.
He took his family's wealth and fled north, and in an instant the town was in chaos.
The streets of Rainhand Town are guarded by shield walls. The defensive measures of these people and steel stacks seem to bring a sense of security, but their opponents are far from what they can withstand. The troops of the Skitarii are no longer what they used to be.
Being so backward, all the troops were equipped with horses. In addition to the 140 light-riding kaizi horses, the most important ones were the 63 heavy-riding iron pagodas.
The cavalrymen on the cavalry are only equipped with leather armor and armed with alchemy bows and crossbows. They charge on both sides of the army in field battles and dismount and shoot on foot in street battles.
Iron Buddha, also known as Iron Buddha, Iron Buddha, warriors and horses are equipped with thick alchemical iron armor. If the Yardimer people were not made of strong materials, they would not be able to build it.
There are three iron buoys in a group, connected in parallel with each other with thick iron chains. Once they charge into the formation, they will advance but not retreat. The momentum will be so great that it is difficult for flesh and blood to resist. In order to prevent the leader from lacking momentum and blocking the march, the iron chains can be free.
Disassemble, the front team withdraws to both sides, and the rear team continues to charge forward. This kind of insurance measure has actually never been used until now.
Each Iron Flotation Heavy Cavalry is equipped with a refined lance, a kite shield, and the ferocious beast's spirit as a guide. Once the blood of the soldiers is pushed to the limit, the ferocious murderous intention can kill the timid ones on the spot, and the enemy's war horses will scream and be unable to escape.
Fight again.
The streets of Yushou Town are so narrow that only one group of iron buoys can run parallel to each other. However, twenty groups of heavy cavalry are like a tidal wave, and their violent momentum is like a sea of blood. Before the horses' hooves arrive, the shield wall is already crumbling. The leader is Lu Zhengkang.
, wave the long spear, one mark
The mad dragon and lion spear knocked down the human wall, and the iron pagodas rushed through one after another. The long spears broke through the thin shields and knocked the people back. The roar of the iron chains tripped the people again. The heavy cavalry pedaled like a glacier rushing past. After the charge, the big
On the ground, broken limbs were floating in a pool of blue blood.
Lu Zhengkang urged his horse all the way to the square in the town. On the simple high platform of pine wood, the notice officer stood up straight. Facing the thin knight below the stage, he was trembling, holding a scroll in his hand. He was supposed to be guarding
When he was in the city, he regularly encouraged residents and wounded soldiers here, but he did not expect that this war would end so quickly, and Yushou Town's best-effort resistance only lasted less than five minutes.
"Do you have anything to say, announcer?" Lu Zhengkang straddled the horse, twisting his upper body as the horse moved manically.
"Welcome the great priest to your pious town of Yushou!" The notice officer trembled, and a handful of encyclical scrolls accidentally fell from his hand and flew away in the wind. Lu Zhengkang raised his hand to catch one, with one on it.
Written in the lingua franca of Yaqtik: God bless the hand of rain, and the heathen will be burned with fierce fire.
Lu Zhengkang spent 200 comprehension points in order to learn this language. This money was heartbreaking. Originally, he could have used an alchemical human head mask instead, but after changing his body, in order to play the role of the pope, this comprehension point was also necessary.
No flowers.
Language is a tool for communication. Lu Zhengkang looked at the notice board and smiled, "Come down and follow us from now on. Remember the kindness of the great noodle god."
Behind him, a fire broke out in the Rainhand Town, and the skitarii shouted: "Convert to the Flying Spaghetti Cult! Those who don't surrender will die!"
"Convert!"
"Convert!"
Lu Zhengkang waited silently here, while the skitarii rushed in all directions, first rushing to the lord's castle, then intercepting the fleeing civilians at the north gate, and finally rushing into the Mithraic church. They were very skilled in their work.
An hour later, Lu Zhengkang dismounted his horse and walked onto the high platform. Below the stage was a crowd of people who were being driven in. Baron Gary and a group of officials were escorted to the front. The priests, nuns and others in the church were tied up and thrown aside.
Lu Zhengkang asked the nobles, "Are you willing to surrender and convert? Baron, if you are willing to surrender, I will return this town to you. From now on, Pengting County will be the parish of the Flying Spaghetti Sect. How about that?"
Baron Gary's right eye socket was cracked by the sergeant who captured him. He knelt on the ground dejectedly, looking up at the Flying Face Pope. Looking past the blue-armored heavy warrior, he saw the pale sky, and the sun seemed to have turned completely black.
, emitting a gloomy bloody light, and he felt a kind of sadness as if his fate were approaching. This was an illusion and a omen.
"I, surrender, great Pope, to you and your God, please let my people go."
Lu Zhengkang waved his hand, "I will take away half of your population and all Mithras believers."
The nobles surrendered, and the common people lost the courage to resist. Knowing that they were not in danger of death, these sad prisoners relaxed somewhat.
"Next, throw those Mithraic believers into the pillar of fire." Lu Zhengkang ordered the accompanying Priest Norton and Knight Tangjin.
The knights of the Skitarii moved a dark iron square pillar. This is a soul-burning fire pillar specially made for burning flesh and blood. It is also a simple and portable version. It is 2.6 meters high and divided into three sections. The top layer is the smoke area. Place it in the blank space.
The back of the soul stone can absorb the souls in the blood smoke. The middle section is the burning area, where the hearts and minds of beasts or humans are stuffed into and burned. The lower section is the waste area, where the remaining materials are collected.
This time, Lu Zhengkang carried black soul stones with his army. He placed the white soul stones under the moonlight and soaked them in fresh human blood for transformation. This is the simplest transformation ritual and is more suitable for mass production, but it is time-consuming.
It takes longer, three to five days.
The fastest method of transformation known to Lu Zhengkang is to place the soul stone in the soul cairn to receive lightning strikes. This setting is the same as in "The Elder Scrolls", but I don't know if there is anything similar in "Three Worlds".
These black soul stones are specially prepared for pagans. A black soul can be comparable to a powerful white soul. In other words, the abundance of a person's soul power is equivalent to that of a mature mammoth, and the amount of information in the human soul
Much more active than the beast.
These days, it takes countless setbacks for a beast to grow up, and the number of humans is as numerous as ants.
Lu Zhengkang only took the souls of pagans, not because he was kind, but because he was temporarily unable to establish a mind control system. He had to show his cruelty selectively, otherwise it would affect the morale of the Skitarii.
Human beings have empathy for the death of rabbits and foxes, but they can kill heretics without any hesitation or mercy. Those believers of Mithras or other gods, their death was not caused by ignorance and the Flying Spaghetti Cult.
They are against each other, but in Lu Zhengkang's eyes, they are just materials.
In this expedition, seven villages were defeated, but very few pagans were killed. Except for the Stuka cavalry regiment a few days ago, which was all pagans, there were very few devout believers in other places, and even fewer priests.
few.
This time, they defeated Yushou Town and captured everything in the church. They just came close to catching all the rats in the warehouse. However, including the handymen who cooked and swept the floor, there were only 23 heretics, and there were only two of them.
Male, priest and an orphan.
Chapter completed!