"Your Excellency, you spoke so well on the city walls." One priest graciously offered Bart a large glass of mead, while another brought a bunch of grapes to the bishop.

The bishop drank most of the mead in one gulp, and then quickly swallowed a large handful of grapes before feeling some moisture in his thirsty throat.

"After you debunked the tricks of these infidels, their troops were quickly withdrawn, and it is clear that your presence has made them realize that Xiaoyang City is sacred and inviolable! ......" the priest who served the wine was full of reverence, and his hand holding the glass was always on the side of Bishop Barth's mouth, ready to wait for him to take another sip.

"Yes," the priest with the grapes was not to be outdone, "under your majesty, these pagans' so-called heavenly thunder have no room at all, even if they are ......"

The word "Heavenly Thunder" seemed to be a key that opened Bishop Bart's expression system.

Bishop Bart's eyebrows immediately twisted slightly, and the obvious displeasure immediately stopped the speaker, and just as he dragged his voice and turned his mind desperately trying to find a new topic to make up for his mistake, Bishop Barth had already commanded them in a dumb voice: "Go and call me the three sentinels." ”

"Sentinels? What sentinel? The priest who was ordered did not seem to react at all.

"Okay, please wait a minute, Your Excellency." The other, wiser, had already complied and hurried to action.

Soon, the three brothers were brought before the bishop. They had already put on their armor and swords at this time, and it looked like they should have been promoted.

However, the faces of the three brothers did not look very good, and it seemed that they had not had a normal rest for a long time.

"You didn't sleep during the day?" Bishop Bart noticed that although the three brothers wanted to maintain their manners, they were unable to do so, and the youngest even dozed off in front of the bishop!

"We haven't slept day or night, my lord, and the Baron has asked us to check if the people of Elise have come to release thunder."

"Did you see that?"

"Not yet, sir," the boss replied, "but ......."

"But what?" Bishop Bart immediately asked.

"But...... It should be soon, I see their troops all withdrawn. ”

Bishop Barth was keenly aware of the implicit meaning of these words: "They withdrew to cast the thunderbolts?" ”

"Yes, my lord, the power of the thunder is too strong, they may be afraid of hurting themselves."

"Nonsense!" The priest with the wine yelled at the glossy soldier, "That's all heretical, there is no such thing as a ridiculous thunderbolt in this world!" ”

The boss did not dare to contradict the priest's words, so he replied as closely as he could: "Maybe my eyes were blinded by these heretics, I mean, they left the walls, maybe...... Possible...... Probably...... Well, maybe they wanted to secretly send someone to dig up the city wall from underground. ”

"How long does it take them to finish this job?"

"Anytime! Very fast! The boss immediately stopped stammering: "My lord, I suggest that our troops leave the city wall temporarily, and I am afraid that the people around there will not be able to survive." ”

"Leave the walls? Can't we send someone to stop it? "Bishop Bart had actually sent men to patrol the city walls before he returned.

As a veteran religious practitioner, Bishop Bart certainly knew that there were no real miracles in this world, and that the so-called heavenly thunder must be some kind of secret weapon, just like some alchemists in ancient times often blew up their homes.

Of course, these hapless alchemists will be identified as demonic possessors who have received God's curse, but the Bishop who has read the internal records of the Xiaoyang Sect knows very well that the so-called Heavenly Curse is nothing more than the effect of mixing some ordinary substances and finally igniting.

The so-called heavenly thunder may be the same......

No, that's definitely the case!

A few minutes after the conversation ended, another priest walked into the room, and he excitedly returned to report: "Bishop! We found what the heretics had left behind under the walls! ”

"You see, it's just some trick to deceive the fools," the bishop nodded in satisfaction, glanced at the priest, then behind them, and frowned again, "You didn't bring them back?" ”

"No, my lord, that thing is firmly glued to the wall," said the priest, "but it won't explode, we've tried." ”

"Oh?"

"We lit a fire underneath that thing, but it didn't react at all, and the enemy seems to have forgotten to leave the thing with a spark."

Bart smiled smugly at the sentry, nodded and said, "Then, take me to see and see, those heretics so-called heavenly thunder." ”

The crowd that had been evacuated on the city wall was now gathered again, and the place where the crowd had gathered was at a corner of the outer wall of the city wall.

When Bishop Bart arrived, two soldiers were trying to widen a small hole in the wall with a chisel and remove the thunderbolt that had been glued inside.

Bishop Bart cautiously approached the center where everyone had gathered, and the busy soldiers quickly stepped out of the way, revealing a small hole in the wall.

Bishop Bart frowned, the hole was smaller than he had imagined, and according to his original estimate, if it was to the point of blasting through the wall, the enemy would at least pull out a hole large enough to burrow into one person, and then fill it with the kind of powder that could cause an explosion. But the hole in front of me is only the size of a palm, and it looks like there are very few things stuffed inside, as if it can hold it all with one hand.

The soldiers tried to pull it out in front of the bishop, but the thing was glued so firmly that the gap between it and the hole was so small that it could only fit a few fingers into it, and it was impossible to borrow it.

"Is this the thing? Soldier? Bishop Bart asked the Boss to come in and take a closer look.

The Boss came with trembling feet, and as he went, he shook his head, stared at the little thing with fear in his eyes, and said, "No...... I'm sorry, my lord, it was night, and I was so far away that I didn't see it clearly...... I think...... I think we should stay away from it. ”

"Soldier, he won't explode anymore, unless they're real gods,"

Bart did not blame the sentry for his cowardice, he smiled tolerantly, leaned over to look at the yellow substance in the little hole, and continued, "But there is always only one true God, and he is on our side. They may have just learned about these things, but they didn't know how to preserve them, and this alchemical powder loses its ability to explode after being left for a long time. ”

In this era, Bishop Barthes can already be regarded as a standard elite, although he is a religious practitioner, but he has the germ of materialist ideas in his bones, not only found the crux of the problem for a while, but also almost guessed the truth of the matter with just a few words from three soldiers.

It's a pity that the gap between Bishop Bart's civilization and the earth is so great that even the smartest people can't even imagine what these completely unfamiliar things in front of them mean.

For example, the explosive power of *, such as long-range electronics*, such as the security of *......

Just igniting it with fire, it doesn't really detonate*.

He didn't know that the * in front of him was in a state of waiting to be detonated, and he couldn't imagine that their every move was in the eyes of Wu Xiaoqing and Xu Yan at this time, Xu Yan was so excited that he almost shouted in his mouth: "Hundreds of people, that priest is in front of *, he is dead!" ”

"Soldiers! The true gods don't bother to fool mortals with these tricks! The gathering of the crowd made Bart realize that this was a natural opportunity to preach, and he wanted to take the opportunity to strengthen the spiritual civilization construction of Xiaoyang City, uncover the mystery of the enemy, and summon up the courage of everyone to deal with the enemy.

In front of everyone, the bishop poured a basin of water in this cave, and then endured the hoarseness of his throat and said loudly: "The so-called heavenly thunder is the enemy's trick!" ”

"When you see an enemy approaching the walls, you just need to splash water from a high place, and these things will be completely ineffective!"

"The true deity is directed to the hearts of the people, and the true strength of God is the piety of every believer, the unity of all people, and the selfless devotion to God!"

"A few tricks alone might be able to breach a castle or two! But they will never win this war! ”

"Because only the little yang god in the world is the supreme justice and the only true god!"

"The true God is like the walls of our eyes and we are the bricks that make it up, and when we are firmly put together, no power in the world can break us! The little yang god will win! ”

The bishop waved his fist high, his impassioned speech, and his attitude of leading the way made every soldier present feel admiration and emotion from the bottom of their hearts! Bishop Barth was a true saint, and in the face of the devil's blackmail, he used his unparalleled wisdom to discern the enemy's conspiracy for the first time, and with amazing courage to dispel the fear in everyone's hearts.

"The little yang god will win!" The priests soon began to guide the soldiers to follow the rhythm, making the cheer clearer and more infectious.

"The little yang god will win!" The surrounding soldiers soon began to shout rhythmically, and many people's faces began to flush with excitement, and Wu Xiaoqing, who was looking at them in the distance, was worried about them - why did these fools still stay there and not leave!

The search and rescue team did not give the order to detonate for a long time, because their purpose in this battle was not simply to break through the city and win - they did not come to this world for the war itself, and the victory or defeat of the war was meaningless to them. All they needed to do was force the defenders to surrender with maximum fear, and make the 30,000 people in the city prisoners - and thus increase the number of people rescued from the entire operation.

Bishop Barth's action was absolutely unexpected, they thought that these natives would not dare to approach the blasting point, but they did not expect that they not only approached, but also thought that they had roasted it with fire, doused it with water, and then firmly thought that * was invalid!

So, after all these stupid activities, they began to give a speech around the whole 1.5 kilograms* without knowing it, and the speech was obviously working, attracting more soldiers to gather towards the blasting point.

The bishop's speech was becoming dangerous, and the morale it had boosted was likely to affect their original plans. If the opportunity to detonate is forfeited, then even if the explosion is successful, the bishop can use the prestige he has established this success to fight them. And they obviously don't have the time, or even the ability, to slowly consume the already scarce time with more than 30,000 people in the entire city.

"Wu Xiaoqing," the search and rescue team's subtitle appeared in Wu Xiaoqing's glasses, "detonated." ”

Wu Xiaoqing was stunned, he knew what it meant for his hand to press down on the remote control - this was not killing an enemy who was also going to kill him with a pistol on the battlefield, this ...... The enemy was not even prepared or even unaware, which was almost tantamount to slaughter.

Wu Xiaoqing subconsciously remembered what he and Shen Changwen said before agreeing to the search and rescue team's request to them. Now, his fears were fulfilled, and far more terrible than he feared, and instead of forcing the enemy to throw himself into the river, he opened the floodgates and drowned everyone alive without knowing it.

"Wu Xiaoqing," the search and rescue team sensed Wu Xiaoqing's hesitation, and said, "letting this bishop continue to call will only attract more soldiers and civilians watching the excitement." ”

"Big brother ......" Wu Xiaoqing opened his mouth, and the fingers holding * bent and bent, bent and bent, but he couldn't complete this easy action: "Big brother...... Me, I...... I'm sorry...... I ......"

"There is no need to apologize, there is no shame in being in awe of life." The voice of the search and rescue team came again: "In addition, controlling such a simple electronic device will not cause me any burden. ”

The next moment, the button on the * still didn't move, but the display screen on the surface suddenly lit up directly to determine the detonation indicator.