Standing on the watchtower and looking down, the camp of the Elis was like a giant ant nest, and the dense soldiers were moving back and forth in it like worker ants. It seems that in the eyes of these invaders, Xiaoyang City is like a dead insect corpse waiting to be dismantled and devoured, huge and quiet.

For the third time, the commissioner came to report on the progress of the conscription: "More than 3,000 citizens have already received the weapons that have been distributed. ”

"Why so little?" Baron Jacques glared and asked, "Could it be that all the people living in Xiaoyang City are women?" ”

With nearly 30,000 people living in Xiaoyang City, it is one of the largest cities on the entire continent, and according to common sense, Baron Jacques believes that it can collect at least more than 7,000 people.

If the officials below put some thought into it, more than 10,000 people would not be completely impossible.

"It was my idea, Your Excellency," replied Bishop Barth, as he approached and pointed to the army of Elise under the walls, "that the number of the enemy will not exceed two thousand, and that we have more than five thousand in our city. Your Excellency, more people will only increase the rate at which we consume food. ”

What is our food?

That's my food!

The baron tried his best to hold back the unhappiness that quickly rose in his heart, and said, "The people of Elise must be preparing a conspiracy, and we must do our best. ”

The Elis had appeared under the city walls late last night, and they did not know whether it was luck or misfortune, but they did not take advantage of the night to attack the city as before, but finally camped outside the city walls to rest.

The same was true for the rest of the day.

The more the Elise people put on such an unhurried attitude, the more anxious the Baron's heart became. He didn't know what tactics the Elise were preparing to attack, how many thunderbolts they would prepare, and he didn't know how many troops he needed to defend against this kind of thunder, and he didn't know how long the troops in the city would be able to resist after the battle began......

Everything is unknown to His Excellency the Baron, and the few things that can be determined are that of course the more troops, the better, and if the weapons are sufficient, he even wants to encourage the women of the city to join the army - Xiaoyang City is all he has, the whole of his family, and the painstaking management of several generations, so that Xiaoyang City, which was originally a small city with no name, has become a sacred city named in the name of a god, so that their family is only a baron's territory, but it has no less influence than the duke.

The baron couldn't imagine what fate he and his family would have after losing this territory......

If he is defeated, the bishop will walk away, as long as it is the radiation range of the Xiaoyang Sect, as a bishop, he can always find a place to go, but a lord has lost his territory, and he can't expect the king to give himself another piece of territory like the Pope, not only that, but I am afraid that the king will take the opportunity to rob him of his property in the royal city.

"I agree with your judgment, my lord," Bishop Bart nodded, "but it is difficult to call an army of five thousand men sleeping in the city during the day. ”

Bishop Barth was talking about the baron's order this morning, when everyone saw that the army of Elise outside the city was sleeping openly outside the city, and decisively rejected Bishop Barth's suggestion to attack and harass, but let the army of the city sleep with them—since these Elise were preparing for a night attack, let the soldiers also wait for them at night.

But this order was obviously not satisfactory to Bishop Barth, and it was clearly not the holy war that the Bishop was expecting—in the Bishop's view, the vast majority of the human and material resources of this war were raised in the name of God, and they were used to fight the infidels, not just to help the lord take care of the house.

"If the priests of the Little Yang Sect were also able to summon the Heavenly Thunder, maybe his people really didn't need to sleep behind the city walls, and who wouldn't want to open their eyes to see the real miracles? What do you think? Is that so? Your Excellency? ”

This series of questions made Bishop Bart so angry that he almost wanted to kick the baron off the wall, but His Excellency held back.

Until the Jihadist Army has not been assembled and surpassed the strength of this baron's men, there is no point in playing tricks no matter how good they are. The bishop simply reminded the baron coldly: "Watch your words, my lord. ”

The baron snorted, ignored it, and continued to watch the army under the city.

As if the bishop quickly calmed down, the victory on his lips, the baron did not have any sense of accomplishment.

If only the oralist of the land god also relied on a mouth to fight......

Not to mention four, four thousand are not the opponents of the Xiaoyang Sect!

For a whole day, the city and the outside of the city were eerily quiet.

It was not until the sun had set down and the cool night breeze was gradually blowing in the air that the baron received a report from the guards—that the messenger of the Illis was speaking to him outside the city gates.

Although Baron Jacques also slept in the afternoon, after all, he usually did not have this habit, and the quality of sleep was not very good.

As the baron tried to keep himself awake and walked towards the city gate, his ears were in a trance, as if he heard a voice drifting through the air.

As he climbed up the stairs of the city wall, the baron began to realize that it was not his ear problem, but that all the soldiers along the way, standing still, were listening to the sound.

The baron followed the eyes of one of the soldiers towards the city wall, and soon saw that there was a man facing the wall at a distance from the range of the wall's bow and arrow, and a strange thing was placed in front of his mouth, and the voice seemed to be magnified countless times after passing through this thing, so that everyone around the wall could hear him.

“…… If you surrender, our army can guarantee that all your possessions and titles, all your positions and territories, will be protected......"

"Remember the posture of surrender, with your hands raised, squatting on the ground, and anyone, under any circumstances, who holds this position, will be pardoned......"

"We know that many of you have been forced to join the army, your baron is afraid of losing his territory, and your bishop is still encouraging you to attack, but neither of them can agree with each other, let alone that you are just ordinary civilians......"

"The army of Elise is only going south to take refuge this time, war is not our first choice, the declaration of war has been delivered a week ago, if your lords and bishops are willing to let go of the road, there will not be this war ......"

"Wars can begin with you, but they may not end with you......"

"The wrath of the god of the land will burst out tonight, remember, fleeing along the gap in the wall, the only result of remaining in the city is death......"

As he listened, the baron felt chills all over his body, and the fear that he had just heard yesterday that the fort had been breached overnight had surged back into his heart. How did Bishop Bart know about what he was talking to just a few hours ago?

Could it be that the legend of the Celestial Whistle is true? Are they true oracles? Can you hear every word you say?

The baron's fear was not only on his own face, but also in the shock and worry of the baron's own soldiers around him and the ordinary soldiers on the city walls.

Most of these people had also heard about the outpost and the Twin Fork River Fort, an era in which an intact castle had been breached overnight, and they simply did not dare to imagine what other forces could do it except for the true gods.

Not to mention that this voice was extremely precise in saying the things in the city, not to mention the truth of these things, but to be able to make such a loud voice for everyone to hear - it can be regarded as a miracle in itself.

"All the followers of the Little Yang God, plug your ears and don't listen to the temptation of the devil!"

While everyone was still whispering to the six gods and masters by this voice, Bishop Bart stood on the tower and shouted, "That voice will make you lose your mind, and the fear spread by the devil will make you corpses and slaves!" Believers, let me tell you what is irrefutable truth, there is an army of more than 6,000 people in the city, and only 1,500 outside the city, and in the entire diocese of the Xiaoyang Sect, hundreds of thousands of troops are gathering and coming! Believers, as long as we persist here, the final victory will be ours......"

……

"Didn't you say that it was good to persuade you to surrender...... How did it become a scolding......" After Wu Xiaoqing saw the loud pastor opposite start to speak, he knew that this persuasion was going to be in vain. But this is also to be expected, after all, wars are fought by swords.

Xu Yan originally thought that there must be a drama in persuading him to surrender, and he took the initiative to take the heavy responsibility of taking the microphone to take risks, thinking that he would rely on his eloquence to persuade 30,000 people to surrender...... But I didn't expect the competition in the mouth cannon industry to be so fierce, and the pastor's voice could withstand the volume of the tweeter, and I have to say that he is indeed talented.

"Why don't we get a * and blow up that priest," Xu Yan had a bad idea, "don't we still have a trebuchet, we can throw * over." ”

"Forget about the accuracy of the trebuchet...... And even if the explosion is killed, will the other party still have a priest," the search and rescue team ordered Lance through Wu Xiaoqing, "Continue to carry out the original plan, and start blasting after nightfall." Eight blasting points, once an hour. ”

A clerk standing next to Wu Xiaoqing, who should now be called a staff officer, a new military position just appointed by the search and rescue team, faithfully recorded the order, and then accompanied the knight Captain Lance to go to the soldiers in charge of this mission to verify the details of this mission.

"I don't know if the baron will sleep tonight."

Wu Xiaoqing smiled: "I will be a little frightened on the first day, and when it lasts for three consecutive days, I should almost get used to it." ”

"Three days?" Xu Yan asked, "How many do we have*?" ”

"* I'm afraid of too much, not too little," Wu Xiaoqing said, "using half a kilogram to one kilogram at a time...... Professor Shen bought more than half a ton, which can be fried thousands of times if he saves a little. ”

Half a ton*, Xu Yan began to feel some sympathy for these ancient people who were guarding the city.

"At night, you take people to see the north gate and the east gate, and I will come to see the west gate and the south gate, if there is anyone who escapes, you must arrest and manage it, oh, remember to spread more plastic sheets in the camp, it may rain these days."

"It's raining...... That's great," Xu Yan was very happy, "I haven't taken a shower since I came out." ”

Wu Xiaoqing looked at Xu Yan and wanted to say something, but finally didn't say anything.

The current Xu Yan is just like Wu Xiaoqing at the beginning, all his attention is on the battle that is about to break out, and he doesn't really take the rain seriously at all.

However, the search and rescue team believes that if only the uncontrollable factors are discussed, the army in the opposite castle that has already been doomed to the result is far more troublesome than the rain will bring.