A series of orders were issued, and the war drums and trumpets of the Qingjiao army were loud and impressive. The command flags were waved, and the advancing formation began to slowly approach the city.
The defenders at the top of the city responded immediately, and the crossbowmen returned to their positions. Countless crossbow arrows were aimed at the battlefield below the city. It is conceivable that once the siege bandits entered the attack range of the city, they would be showered with arrows.
The first wave of attacks is always the most ferocious and cruel, and those who attack in the first wave are also the hardest to survive.
However, when the opponent's formation approached 200 steps away, the defenders at the head of the city suddenly realized that something was wrong. Under the bright sunshine in the morning, the situation below was clear at a glance. Everyone saw the weapons used by the bandits to attack the front line.
The costumes of the first wave of men were not the skitarii at all. They were a phalanx of four to five thousand unarmed believers. Not only were they unarmed, but they were also some old men with gray hair and stooped bodies. They
Holding hands, they walked toward the city in rows, muttering something in unison with their leaky mouths.
This is the insidiousness of Hai Dongqing. He knew that the first wave of attacks would result in heavy casualties. He did not want the 25,000 skitarii he had managed to cobble together to die. Therefore, he asked these holy elders to
The elderly members of the group are going to be used as cannon fodder. This will put great psychological pressure on the other party. Do they dare to attack these defenseless old people? If they dare to do so, they will be condemned by their conscience and be subjected to moral shame.
Whipping on the pillar. If they dare not take action, the Holy Lao Regiment will rush to the city without any hindrance. Although they cannot attack the city, they can complete a mission, and that is what Hai Dongqing wants to achieve.
"Shameless, so shameless. This old dog is not a human being, he is not a man. If you want to attack the city, attack it openly and openly. What is this? Send these old men and women to lead the battle and serve as cannon fodder. This is too cruel and shameless.
Be human."
Guo Kun was dumbfounded as he looked at the group of old people in the city who had been ignorant and brainwashed and didn't know what they were doing. He didn't know what to do except curse.
Lin Jue also frowned and pondered. In Lin Jue's heart, all hostile parties on the battlefield are enemies. As long as he goes to the battlefield, he will have a reason to be killed. However, having said that, facing this situation,
But Lin Jue couldn't convince himself to regard these old men who had difficulty walking as enemies. If he took action against these people, his conscience and moral guilt would be extremely strong, and it might become a lifelong stain.
Not only Guo Kun and Lin Jue, but all the defenders at the top of the city were very conflicted. They unconsciously put down their bow-drawing hands, and moved away the crossbows and bows they were holding. They didn't know what to do.
, even if the superior gave the order, they didn't know whether to shoot at these octogenarians, unarmed old people. This is the most basic reaction of every conscientious person.
"What should I do? Damn it, I'm going to hell." Guo Kun turned to look at Lin Jue and said.
Lin Jue frowned and said, "Don't do anything without permission first. Let's see what they are going to do. They can't attack the city. If we ask them to climb the ladder, they may not be able to climb up. Just wait and see."
Guo Kun frowned and nodded, and could only wait and see.
Everyone watched helplessly as thousands of old men slowly approached the city wall. A few feet away from the city wall was a moat. The moat that was originally a moat dried up because there was no running water, and there was only some muddy water at the bottom. It was dug deeper not long ago.
A little further, and the bottom was covered with wooden thorns as a barrier to hinder the enemy's attack. The progress of the Holy Lao Regiment was blocked by the trench, and they had to stop on one side of the trench. The crowd behind them followed, and everyone was blocked beside the trench.
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The people at the top of the city suddenly felt that this scene was a bit funny. What could these old guys do if they rushed to the city in a fierce manner? A trench stopped them all, and we wanted to see what they would do.
The elders of the Holy Lao Group were panicked for a moment, and suddenly they all started to take action. They began to pick up rocks, soil, dead trees and other objects on the ground, and carried them to the trench with their trembling skirts, and then
Pour it in. Thousands of people do it together, which is quite a spectacular scene.
The defenders at the head of the city suddenly realized that the purpose of these old guys was to fill up the trenches and open up a way for the troops from the rear to attack. This thing was really annoying and funny. These old guys were really fooled by lard.
He is driven by the cult with all his heart, even if he has such a meager strength, he has to contribute. This shows how terrifying the cult is in controlling people's hearts.
However, it is not easy to fill up the trench. If the trench is about 10 feet wide and deep without a large number of sandbags and earth and rocks to fill it, how much effect can be achieved by relying on these old men to pick it up bit by bit? What's more, there are so many rocks and earth on the ground under the city for them.
After picking it up, the four or five thousand old men turned around a few times. The ground near them was bare, and not even a piece of turf was gone. However, the several passages in the trench were only covered with less than half a foot of mud and stones.
Guo Kun couldn't help shouting down: "Stop working and leave quickly. We have been very polite to you. Why do you want to believe in the temptation of a cult? Isn't it good to stay at home and take care of yourself? It's really unreasonable."
The elders of the Saints and Lao Group under the city paid no attention to it and continued to look for earth and rocks. Some even lay on the ground and dug at the hard soil with their hands. However, this was completely in vain.
At this moment, the sound of strings and bamboos sounded in the camp of the religious bandits in the rear, and the saints in white robes appeared like ghosts. The drums beat and carols sounded. All the believers on the battlefield were prostrate on the ground. It turned out that they were praying and singing.
The hour came. The Holy Duke increased the number of prayers to twelve times and prayed at every hour. The garrison at the top of the city had seen the same scene many times.
"The Holy Duke is the greatest, blessing heaven and earth. I teach sisters to share the salvation. The broken body is dedicated to the Holy Duke, and the soul of the broken body is revered in the sky. Enjoy eternal life, eternal bliss, and the suffering of the human world will never return.
Yes, the pain in this world will never exist. The name of dedication will be praised from top to bottom, and will be remembered by descendants forever. Ahu, that Akri, Baba, Akh, Baba, Yier."
The saints sang a new song and prayed twelve times a day. It was naturally inappropriate to always sing the same hymn, so Hai Dongqing asked musicians and scholars to compose a few more songs for the saints to sing. The content was different.
They are different. Some sing praises of merit, some talk about loyalty, some talk about dedication, some talk about sacrifice. In short, they are all brainwashing hymns. Judging from the content, this one is a hymn that teaches people to dedicate themselves.
As the carols came, the old men of the Holy Lao Group prostrated themselves on the ground beside the ditch, shouting that the Holy Father was the greatest, kowtow and praying endlessly. It was difficult for these people to even kneel down, but they showed incomparable piety.
After the prayer time passed, the old people helped each other to stand up. Their faces glowed with a strange red light. Every prayer seemed to inject the power of life into them. But this time, it seemed to be even more special. They were very special.
They quickly gathered together, talking among themselves, and seemed to argue and quarrel, shouting and pushing in a messy manner.
Lin Jue and others in the city watched eagerly as these old guys were making trouble below. They didn't know what was going on or what they were going to do. But suddenly, they saw an old man with white hair rushing out of the crowd and shouting loudly.
He shouted: "The Holy Duke is great, he will lead old people to the temple to enjoy blessings!"
Under everyone's astonished gaze, the old man rushed to the ditch and jumped, falling into the ditch about ten feet deep. He rolled up like a torn bag until he rolled into the muddy water and was penetrated by spikes.
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The defenders at the top of the city screamed in surprise. They didn't understand what was going on, but they saw the shouts of "The Holy Father is the Greatest" from the congregation below the city. Members of the Holy Lao Group rushed to the side of the ditch.
He jumped down and rolled into the trench.
"Ah...are these people crazy? What are they doing?" Guo Kun exclaimed in shock.
Lin Jue frowned and said coldly: "It's pitiful and pathetic. This is what happens to people who are bewitched. They have completely lost themselves. They want their corpses to fill up the trenches and create convenience for the bandits to attack the city. They are indeed crazy.
Damn, pitiful, pitiful, deplorable, hateful."
Guo Kun suddenly realized that when he looked carefully, it was indeed the case. The place where these old men jumped into the trench was where they had filled the trench with earth and rocks. Since there was no more earth and rocks to pick up, they decided to use their bodies as the earth and rocks to fill the trench. They prayed just now.
The carol sings about self-sacrifice, which also plays a role in fueling the flames.
"Bang bang bang!" The members of the Holy Order jumped into the trench one by one. Those who fell at first fell to their death immediately, because the height of several feet and the spikes at the bottom of the trench would kill them immediately.
.The ones who jumped later were not dead for a while. They were pressed into the crowd by the people who jumped in from above, and they made a shrill cry. It was like a ghost crying or a wolf howling. Many people did not want to die before they died.
He died, but he was pinned down by other people's arms and legs, unable to move at all, crying and screaming, it was too miserable to watch.
In this way, the dizzy believers completed the suicide attack within their capabilities. No one knows whether they can go to the Yunxiao Temple to enjoy the blessings. What they know is that the layers of corpses in the ditch in front of them are either dying or not.
Wailing and screaming, it was a horrific scene like hell on earth.
Once a person's spirit is controlled or goes astray, it can be scary and crazy, and these members of the Holy Order today gave everyone the best explanation.
