Section XVIII. Wars of Religion

The effects of the eclipse had a ripple effect that exceeded Kang Tuoyi's expectations, and in the darkness the town of Visma fell into chaos, the outlaws took advantage of the panic of the people to loot, the fur trading points in the town were set on fire, a large number of fine mink and bear skins were burned, and the fire spread throughout the town.

"Is this a curse of the gods?" The mayor of Visma, Jakesh, looked at his home heartbrokenly, weeping bitterly, not caring about the burns on his body, and cried to Kang Tuoyi.

"We'll rebuild our homes." Kang Tuoyi looked at the charred house, and did not know what to do, he was caught off guard by such an incredible thing that happened before the expedition, and many people were already whispering words such as the curse of the gods, and the priests of Lomwa also took the opportunity to sell amulets made from the bones of small animals.

"Damn it, this disaster has made our people demoralized, and I have a bad premonition for Kang Tuoyi." The leader of Upton came out of the ruins, he led his sons to rescue many people, the material damage is nothing, the trading post will soon be rebuilt, but the blow to the people's spirit is huge, especially before the expedition, these negative emotions will affect the soldiers, will make their every sword swing become sluggish, and the hesitation on the battlefield often pays the price of death.

"Maybe we can take advantage of this." But Kang Tuoyi, who had the title of hero, was not defeated by difficulties, and he looked at the Lomwa priests who were peddling amulets. Think of a way to boost the morale of the soldiers.

Soon, a rumor spread among the stricken Slavic people that the land of the holy Great Emirate of Mecklenburg had been defiled by the feet of the infidels, so the enraged gods hid the sun and warned the heroic Slavic people that in order to appease the wrath of the gods, the blood of the infidels must be sacrificed, so that the life of the Slavs could be restored to peace, and this rumor was echoed by the majority of the people, and the anger of the people was directed at the infidels who invaded and built the castle, vowing to exterminate the infidels. Wash the defiled land with their blood.

"Well done Kang Tuoyi." The leader of Upton looked at the people who were agitated. Slapping his stomach excitedly, the leather armor on his body crackled by him, Kang Tuoyi just bought off a few Lomwa priests to spread rumors. And that's what happened. This will turn the situation that was already unfavorable to itself in one fell swoop. Instead, it became a help to conquer the infidels, which made Upton can't help but admire Kang Tuoyi.

"It's not over yet, and the priests of Lomwa have asked for sacrifices before they set out on the expedition. In return they will join us in our conquest, for they also believe that this ominous omen is associated with the infidels. Kang Tuoyi looked at the busy Lomwa priests and whispered to Upton.

"Well, the presence of the Lomwa priests is also a help, and their secret weapon can be used at a very good time." The eyes of the leader of Upton narrowed, and he leaned over and whispered in Kang Tuoyi's ear.

"I hope that thing will never be used on my warriors." Kang Tuoyi shook his head, noncommittal to the advice of the leader of Upton.

The advice of the Lomwa priests was resolutely carried out, and the people gathered in the center of the town, where the town of Visma was declared whenever a major event took place, but today it would be a place of religious sacrifice, with a sheep, a cow and a slave maiden, all adorned with beautiful decorations and crowns of kings on their heads, as if they were attending a great festival.

"O gods, we offer these sacrifices to you with the most humble and respectful hearts, that you will be satisfied, and that the anger in your hearts will be appeased, and that peace and happiness will be given to us!" Wearing a religious cloak and holding a scythe made of gold in both hands, the Omwa priest was not used to harvest wheat or barley, but was a sharp blade used to harvest the lives of the victims.

"Baa~~~." Priest Lomwa walked up to the goat, grabbed the goat's head with his hand, then put the golden scythe on his neck, and cut the goat's neck with a strong scythe, and the blood instantly flowed to the ground, and the goat bleated a few times, and fell into a pool of blood with its eyes wide open.

"Gods Protect ~~~." When the goat had died, the priest went back to the cow and slaughtered it according to the previous procedure, the last of which was a slave girl, unlike the livestock, she had her own consciousness and thoughts, and she cried out for mercy, but in response to her was the indifference of the Slavs, tears dripping from the girl's face, and she sat helplessly on the ground.

Even a person like Kang Tuoyi, who is accustomed to seeing life and death, can't help but want to turn around, but he can't do this, because he is a leader, and he must respectfully watch the entire sacrifice process to avoid angering the gods in the dark because of his disrespect.

"Oh~~." Finally, Priest Lomwa's golden scythe severed the girl's neck, at least she didn't have to continue to live as a slave, Kang Tuoyi thought as he watched Yingying's blood flow.

"The gods protect ~~~~~." When the blood of the last sacrifice was shed, the priest of Lomwa raised his golden scythe in a frenzy and shouted, and many Slavs stepped forward and smeared the blood from the sickle on their faces and foreheads, and some mothers also smeared it on the foreheads of their children, believing that the blood would protect their children from the threat of disease and death.

"God willing." Kang Tuoyi was also stained with blood, and bowed his head and prayed quietly, at this time they were convinced that the gods would grant victory in war, and the warriors eagerly shook their spears, struck their shields with their weapons, and made shouting noises from their mouths, and they were promising their loyalty to the gods.

The Slavs sacrificed to the gods with blood, and the Catholics in the Castle of the Angry Lion on the other side also prayed to the gods, but they had only one god, and under the leadership of the monks of the monastery of St. Fonso, all the people knelt in front of the wooden cross that stood in the center of the castle in order to show their devotion to the Lord of Heaven, and the monks recited hymns of praise, although they did not echo in the monastery or the church with such solemnity, but the people still listened respectfully.

Even a person like Arrod, who understands that the eclipse is just an ordinary celestial phenomenon, is not exempt, as the owner of this castle, he personally led the people to kneel in the front, even if their knees are sore, he did not dare to move a step, and his purpose in doing so was to eliminate the blow of the eclipse to the people's morale, and when the monks finally finished chanting, everyone hurriedly drew the cross on their chests three times before standing up.

"Subjects of the Angry Lion, as your sovereign, I have a few words." Arold turned around and stretched out his hands and shouted to the people who were about to turn away, and at the sound of his call, everyone stopped and looked silently at Arold in front of them.

"Today, the Lord of heaven, the only true God, has shown us His power, so what does our King of Heaven want to express? I think there is only one aim, and that is to exterminate the infidels of this land, and to spread the gospel to this land, my subjects, do you say? ”

"......" Everyone looked at each other, they didn't know whether what Arrod said was correct or not, because how could mortals like them understand the things in the sky, so the scene was a little cold.

"Yes, Lord Earl, it is God's will." At that moment, a loud voice rang out from the group of monks of the Monastery of St. Fonso, and Arold saw that it was Brother Elvet who was shouting loudly.

"God's will, God's will~~~~." As long as one person takes the lead, then the others will follow, and this is the words of a monk who serves God, it should not be wrong, and in an instant the fanatical voices of the people resounded in the angry lion castle, and the negative effects of the solar eclipse disappeared completely, and everyone seemed to feel that they were not only fighting for Arrod, but also for the Lord of Heaven, and fighting for the king of heaven Even after death, the soul will definitely be favored.

"Well done, I owe you a favor Brother Elvet." As the crowd dispersed after cheering, Arold walked over to Brother Elvet and whispered to him.

"Where, noble Earl, this is what I ought to do." Brother Elvet bowed humbly, although he had not heard any rumors with his own ears, but the clever Brother Elvet knew very well that Brother Barth hated him, and at present, for the sake of his own life, desperately trying to please Arold was his only way, but Brother Elvet found that Arold valued people with talent or skill very much, so it seemed that as long as he was useful, Arold would be reluctant to kill himself.

The strings of the bow and arrows were hung, the swords were sharpened, the chain mail was put into a wooden basin mixed with sand and stirred and cleaned, the serfs and slaves installed the heavy rolling stones and rolling logs on the city walls, Arrod's bed crossbow was installed on the arrow tower, the three whirlwind cannons were placed in the city walls, the pointed wooden stakes were inserted into the moats, the traps of strategic points were carefully covered with a layer of fine sand, and it was not obvious from the surface that there was any difference from the surrounding land, Arold stood on the city wall and looked out of the castle, his mood was slightly excited, He clenched his fists and stared at where the enemy might appear.

"Come on Slavs, come on hero Kang Tuoyi, Lao Tzu is waiting for you here." (To be continued......)

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