This earth-shattering thunder undoubtedly shook everyone's hearts, and both the Holy Angel defenders and the Norman soldiers under William's command were staring wide-eyed, mouth-open, and looking dumbfounded.

The power of the concentrated blasting of black powder was incomparable, and the original 18-meter-high and six-meter-wide Gaoda city wall was blown out of a 28-meter-long gap, three nearby towers were shattered, more than 300 defenders were buried alive on the spot, and hundreds of soldiers were injured by the brick and stone fragments that flew out during the explosion.

Although William was confident in the tactics of bombing the city with black powder, he never imagined that it would be so powerful, but in an instant, he reimbursed the defenders above the average level in the city, and the remaining enemy troops did not have the courage to take up arms to resist.

"God bless us, this is the heavenly punishment of God Thunder, the enemy in the Castel Sant'Angelo has gone to hell, now go and enjoy the fruits of victory, everything in the Castel Sant'Angelo will belong to you!" William raised his right hand at the right time and ordered in a loud voice.

"Oh!"

The five thousand Normans who came to their senses immediately cheered, took up their arms and strode towards the Castel Sant'Angelo, swarming through the gap in the wall, and now there was no one to resist the high morale of the Normans.

Looking at the Normans who attacked the castle, William nodded slightly, turned his head to look at Pope Benedict IX beside him, and saw that he was closing his eyes tightly at the moment, muttering a prayer with a cross in his hand, perhaps in his heart this is the thunder punishment from God, a miracle.

William turned his head to look around, and saw that the generals present were all happy and convinced, praying nervously, no one suspected that William was moving, and it was also thanks to William's choice to launch a blasting siege in the evening, so that no one could see clearly what William had done in the dim light, so that they all believed William's words, this was really William's prayer for God to send down the divine thunder.

And it is impossible for Phalle, who is the only one who knows the truth, to reveal this, because he is not only a close confidant who grew up with William, but also the son of William's Osborne butler, and he will not betray William in public or private.

William, Drago, Humphrey, and Caesar of the Outville family looked at William with a hint of adoration in their eyes, perhaps William, who could communicate with God sending down thunder in their minds, or maybe he was God's messenger.

William thought of this as well, and immediately ordered his fellow cavalry to spread the news in the city of Rome that God had sent down a thunderbolt and that William was a messenger of God, and although William did not know what this would do, perhaps one day the plant of worship would take root among the people.

The remaining 200 church knights and 300 Italian soldiers in the castle were completely engulfed by the swarming Normans, and were killed on the spot without even having a chance to surrender.

In Castel Sant'Angelo, there are not only countless gold and silver treasures in the storehouse of the church, but also countless armor, weapons, works of art, etc., all of which have entered the pockets of the Normans without exception, and almost every soldier's pocket is full of gold coins, and he also carries a hemp bag with gold and silver utensils and silver coins on his shoulder.

Although the Normans who stormed Castel Sant'Angelo numbered 5,000, everyone still made a lot of money and gained a lot.

William, who was standing outside the city of Sant'Angelo, did not do anything to snatch the spoils of war with the soldiers because of the huge gains from the soldiers.

However, the face of Pope Benedict IX beside William showed a look of pain, originally in his heart, the Holy Angelo Castle could resist the Normans for ten days and a half months no matter what, and the conditions he offered to plunder the spoils at will were just a bait hanging in front of them, so that they would obediently sell their lives, who would have thought that God would actually send a thunderbolt to help the Normans.

Although Benedict IX was tempted to break his promise, he held back, and now without a single soldier in his hands, Benedict IX had no way to cope with the anger of the Normans.

Rao is Benedict IX secretly gritted his teeth, but he still resisted the urge to repent.

William, who had been secretly observing Benedict IX, couldn't help but praise the kindness of a person, worthy of being a pope for several years.

The sweep continued into the night, and the Normans, who had returned with a full load, were very amuseful to pay William a tribute of 30,000 pounds of silver, which was a drop in the bucket compared to the storage of Castel Sant'Angelo, but William smiled and accepted it, and praised them gently.

After a while, a group of defeated soldiers with dejected faces were escorted up by Norman soldiers, including more than thirty surviving knights of the church.

"Your Majesty, these captives are at your disposal, whether you kill them or release them, we will follow your arrangement." William said respectfully to the Pope.

"How is this good? These people are your captives, so how can I dissolve them on your behalf? Pope Benedict IX shook his head slightly and refused.

A smile tugged at the corners of William's mouth, he knew that the Pope wanted these traitors to die, but he didn't want to dirty his hands, so he had to push them to William's disposal.

"In that case, I declare the disposition of these captives." William nodded in response.

When the captives with bound hands heard this, they all looked at William with pleading eyes, hoping that William would be merciful and let them go.

Doomed to disappointment, William waved his raised right hand and said, "Execute all these unforgivable apostas!" ”

William's soldiers immediately ignored the captives' pleadings and cries, dragged them down and hung them on the gallows.

"Phalle, can you find Bishop Sipilen in Castel Sant'Angelo?" William asked Faller, who was standing beside him.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness William, our army has searched the entire Castel Sant'Angelo, but still found no trace of Bishop Siberian. According to the accounts of several captives, Bishop Sipilen had left Castel Sant'Angelo by boat along the Tiber last night and did not know where he had gone. Faller hung his head, his face full of apologies.

"Don't be discouraged, Faller, it's not your fault!" William patted Faller on the shoulder and comforted him gently: "Go Faller, sweep away the remnants of the rebels in Vatican City." ”

"Yes, Master William!" Under William's comfort, Faller regained his senses and answered in a loud voice.

After Faller left, William came to Pope Benedict IX and explained the fact that Bishop Sipilen had fled.

"No need to apologize, you have done a good job, Your Excellency Duke William!" Pope Benedict IX was relieved.