Chapter 351: You're Not Qualified to Know Who I Am

It's really cavalry.

The Elector is the latest title of the Hou Ye here.

Because of the shortage of soldiers, the original elders of the two big cities decided to elect the emperor, and all the qualified ones were crowned as the electors, and concentrated the army to strike a thunderous blow to the sea city, and after the overcome, two kings and one emperor will be set up to defend the three big cities respectively, and all villages and towns will pay tribute to the three emperors to make up for the loss.

There is only one Elector here, and he is the Marquis who lives in the castle, and he has a cavalry force of 300 men, as well as a team of dozens of magicians and a mixed army of 1,000 light infantry and archers.

Here came the captain of the First Horse, Lord Karl, and the old butler of the castle.

"Is the Archmagus here?"

The old butler and the lord walked together to the door of the inn.

There was no one to pull the black widow inside, so Zhang Yunyang had to reach out and pull her to his side.

At this time, he saw that Dortmund and others breathed a sigh of relief. He knew what they were going to think, so he just glared at it, and then opened the door.

"What's the matter?"

"His Royal Highness the Elector, please invite His Highness the Grand Magus to lunch."

The old butler gave up his seat and showed the two luxurious carriages behind.

One of them is Hou Ye's own carriage, which is the silver-red color that the Elector Marquis likes, and the other is a special golden carriage used to greet distinguished guests.

The two carriages did not appear at the same time for many years, and immediately attracted many onlookers.

"Let's go and have a look."

Zhang Yunyang wanted to go to Moon City to have a look.

However, he estimated that the people of the Kupro family should also appear outside the town and then go to Ocean City.

If it's possible, take a look at the Kupro branch of Moon City first.

Zhang Yunyang looked at the team and found that their armor was not a stiff kind of all-steel armor, but magic armor, which showed that Hou Ye had a lot of magicians around him, or magic apprentices who could make armor.

There are two low-level magic arrays on these armors, one is wind-type and the other is gold-based.

Dortmund and the others walked out, and the three of them got into the first carriage, followed by Zhang Yunyang, but the Black Widow had already changed into a set of evening dresses quickly.

"She can't go."

Zhang Yunyang glanced directly at the housekeeper, who was petrified there as if he had been dragged into the abyss.

"Remember, no one has the right to make decisions for me."

After Zhang Yunyang finished speaking coldly, he got into the carriage, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the beautiful widow jumped into the carriage, and looked at the neighbors around him with a red face and the lord who lowered his head.

Isn't this man the archmage's bodyguard?

Why is it so arrogant?

The lord felt that the marquis might have made a mistake.

When he went to call the old butler, he found that the old butler was covered in sweat and other water, and his lips were dehydrated, as if he had just been drawn from the volcano.

"What's wrong with you?"

The housekeeper collapsed suddenly: "Don't say it, hurry up." ”

There was a thrilling entry into the castle.

Dortmund carefully looked at the walls, crossbows, and defenses, and found them far more rigorous and grand than the castles of the Great World.

Even the Papal Palace is not as majestic and spectacular as it is.

When he saw a group of archers suddenly appear, all the crossbow arrows aimed at him, the sound of his heart beating was clear.

The carriage was parked in the heavenly court at the very bottom of the castle.

The castle gate slowly closed with a loud noise.

With the help of a group of soldiers who drained the two carriages viagra, black-robed magicians appeared on the arrow tower and in the tower in the distance.

They had begun to chant in low voices.

The black widow had been watching outside with the curtain, and now her face changed greatly, and her hand had reached into the ditch, and her two white fingers were holding the talisman.

"Do you want to use it?"

Zhang Yunyang shook his head slowly.

If these ordinary soldiers could destroy him, what else would he do?

It's just that he doesn't want to kill innocents.

"Tell me who you are! Otherwise, you will be shot as spies! "A tall young man, standing on a high platform, his voice came far away.

Behind him was a jungle of golden steel.

The military is very powerful.

Zhang Yunyang slowly stepped out of the carriage: "You don't deserve to know my identity." ”

The face of the Elector was very embarrassed, he couldn't figure out how bold this person was, and he refused to bow his head in front of thousands of people.

On his side was Duchamp's third son, who was now also dressed in military uniform, armor inlaid with the clan emblem, and behind him he was guarded by ten elite soldiers in the same armor, and after the elite soldiers, there were ten magicians.

These ten magicians are the highest-ranking magicians in this castle, and if they attack at the same time, they are far more powerful than a forbidden magic, so to speak, as long as the chant is over, the thousands of soldiers below can be killed in one blow.

But even with such a powerful power, it is not enough to see in front of Zhang Yunyang.

At this time, he was standing in the sunken atrium of the castle, where the sun could not shine, but he was like a sharp sword, standing straight, as if as long as he moved, the wind and clouds would change color, and the world would change face.

The third prince of Duchamp was faintly uneasy, and he didn't know where he was uneasy.

Pretend to be thirteen, otherwise it will be really difficult to convince them.

Dortmund and the two priests hid in the carriage, the coachman no longer knowing where to go, and the trembling of their bodies made the carriage tremble.

"Surrender, or we'll die!" Ace hugged a pillar, as if he would die if he left it.

Dortmund couldn't remember why they had let the guy into the inquisition.

But Haoqi looked out motionlessly.

Or you're good.

Who knew that when Dortmund patted him, Hauz foamed at the mouth and collapsed in the carriage.

Dortmund closed his eyes in pain.

Die and die!

The good church had been shattered, and Pope Huber was more of a hysterical lunatic, and after the Inquisition was established, he saw the color TV again when he saw Hubers, but he didn't recognize it.

The old man is old and no longer human.

The women who came in and out of his room, Dortmund knew that he was as indulgent as the previous pope, and that he seemed to be dying.

He couldn't figure out why this was happening.

Many people were killed in the Inquisition, not only not a single heathen, but "their own people", many former colleagues, and some female congregations and nuns who refused to die.

The most pitiful thing is an eighteen-year-old girl, who screams frantically outside after being ruined, and is immediately arrested by them for evil crimes, and before being killed, she is ruined again and again.

Finally, when it was Dortmund's turn, he strangled the girl with his own hands.

The empty eyes are still unforgettable.

Now the appearance of these two priests made him realize that if the church was really controlled by these people, then sooner or later it would be spurned by everyone.

His gaze was dull as he looked at Zhang Yunyang's resolute body.

It was as majestic as seeing the former pope when he was young and high-spirited, standing in front of countless congregations.

Maybe Zhang Yunyang is really saving the Holy See.

Removing the chaff is the right way.

Dortmund began to worship Zhang Yunyang in his heart.

I will follow in his footsteps.

He gently pushed open the carriage door and stood beside Zhang Yunyang.

Suddenly, he found that the black widow was holding a short sword in her left hand, holding something in her right hand, and resolutely stood on the other side.

"Do you want to be an enemy of our mighty empire?"

Duchamp's third son felt that he was trembling a little when he spoke.

"Just the fake archmage next to you?"

It seems that he has seen through Dortmund.

"Do you believe that there are gods in this world?"

Zhang Yunyang's question was obviously unexpected by everyone.

"Tell them why there is light." Zhang Yunyang said with a smile.

Dortmund said, "Because God said there should be light, and there was light." ”

In an instant, a huge pillar of light shot directly on Zhang Yunyang's body.

"What?"

The Elector almost didn't kneel.

Is he a god?

Zhang Yunyang smiled: "This is just a little magic, called the Holy Light Descent, in fact, it is useless, that is, I don't have lice on my body, and my skin is warmer." ”

He turned his head and asked, "Then why is there fire?" ”

Dortmund already believed that Zhang Yunyang was more powerful than the gods he had believed in for many years, and he looked at Zhang Yunyang reverently: "Because God said that fire is a gift to mankind, and he is a part of the light, so there is fire." ”

A small flame appeared on the tips of Zhang Yunyang's fingers again.

It was as if the flame was a part of his body, playing mischievously with the tips of his five fingers.

Magic is the foundation of this world, magicians are the noblest profession, people here believe in the power of magicians, they think it is the most powerful power, but people don't know how powerful it is, now they know.

The flames grew bigger and bigger, and when they finally broke away from Zhang Yunyang's palm, they had turned into a huge fireball.

The first to collapse were the light infantry, who had only a heart shield on their bodies, only a feather in their hands, and only four short spears in their spear bags behind them.

Usually four short spears are thrown, and their mission is over, and then they have to draw their waist knives for hand-to-hand combat.

But they don't use it today, so they don't even wear waist knives.

It's bad now, can you throw a spear?

The fireball had already flown above them, and the light infantry scattered and fled on the spot, throwing their spears to the ground, and the two men who had been wounded by mistake, one holding his waist and the other holding his legs, screaming, but no one paid attention.

The archers had already drawn their bows, but they just closed their eyes when the fireball came.

But instead of heading at them, the fireball flew straight to the heights.

"Stop it!"

The ten magicians began to fight on their own, and the magic mantra was very confusing, and some of them even freaked out, and the mantra was all wrong.

Zhang Yunyang's hand slidied, and the fireball disappeared.

The Elector thought that the magic was gone, and took a long breath.

"Kill him!"

The soldiers began to charge.

This is a group of hoplites assembled on one side, armed with shields and broadswords.

Zhang Yunyang was about to cast a spell when a rune paper suddenly appeared.

The black widow looked three meters in front of her, and when the rune paper fell, a piece of ice appeared, quickly freezing everything in front of her.

The soldiers all collapsed and fled in all directions, and the slow ones who fled directly turned into icemen.

The third prince of Duchamp looked stupid directly.

Doesn't he know about this woman? It's a bluff at all, who knew she really had forbidden magic?

Watch the ice stretch to the wall, to the women's wall, to all the corners.

The soldiers took out the castle one after another, but the gate was closed, and many jumped off the building.

"You're going to use it?" Zhang Yunyang secretly scolded a "loser girl".

When he waved his hand directly, the small high platform actually collapsed like sand.

When the Elector fell from the high platform, he shouted: "No! ”

But what awaited him was still crushed into pulp, and a small half of the steel behind him fell to the ground, and the strong tremor killed many people at once.

The third young master Duchamp was the fastest.

The henchmen and magicians he had left behind were killed, several dead, and the others rushed off the platform.

They are only now realizing that it is too cold to stand on a high place.