In the inner city of Wangxiang City, those remnants of the Song Empire were nervously staring at the direction of the city wall, the sudden departure of the 'Enma', the sudden appearance of a new enemy, and the news from their homeland, which made them a little confused.

The time is too short, there are too many things, and most of the people who live in Wangxiang City have never even seen the real sun, and until now most of the residents still maintain the habit of resting during the day and active at night.

Fortunately, during the period of the 'Enma' rebellion, the residents of Wangxiang City had become accustomed to living under high pressure, and even now that the war was on the door, before the walls were breached, they were just another 'Enma'.

Li Xuanbai's main job in the recent period is to appease the people, she opened the granary, took out the grain accumulated in the past, so that everyone can eat.

Because of Li Xuanbai's father's foresight, after sealing the city back then, he set aside enough self-cultivated land, so that as long as it did not encounter heavy drought or heavy rain for many years, the residents in Wangxiang City could be self-sufficient.

In the first ten years, they would also take the risk of going out to sea to fish at night, but later due to the constant entanglement of the 'Enma', they gradually stopped, and they could only rely on free-range chickens and ducks to fill the meat.

Li Xuanbai's policy was three out of ten, and he had some difficulty accumulating enough food in the granary to feed everyone in the city for a year.

Mrs. Li is now gambling, betting that her side can hold out until the arrival of the home fleet, betting that what Yang Yuefan said is true, betting that the strength of that fleet is strong enough, strong enough to expel all the enemies outside the city.

After so many years, the residents of Wangxiang City have become somewhat numb, and they are very indifferent in the face of external crises.

Although the sound of killing and artillery fire outside the city wall was loud every day, inside the city wall, the old people should be farming and digging wells, and they were not affected much at all.

Young people are a little more excited, they are already looking forward to their future, to the outside world, to the day when they too can become transcendent.

The militia selected on the city wall was the best of the young people of the right age in the entire Wangxiang City, but they were still dragged down by the black-and-white attack of the green skins.

These untrained recruits enter a state of euphoria and adrenaline rush the moment they see the enemy appear, which increases their reaction speed and concentration, but breaks down a lot of sugar in their bodies.

Before Greenskin's first attack, many people were showing signs of detachment, but fortunately, these people were able to calmly face the casualties caused by stray bullets in their comrades.

In the era of the 'Enma', although they were covered by a shadowless workbench when they were out and about, there were accidents from time to time, and the occasional ghost who infiltrated the city could cause several deaths.

So they made rapid progress in the middle of the war, and several players who had been soldiers taught them how to adapt to the war almost hand-in-hand.

The enemies outside the city are getting stronger, and the Song people inside the city are also growing, Xu Yichen is very optimistic that they can be trained into a qualified feudal army before they can use all the long-range weapons used to defend the city.

"Head, there's a situation on the Paladin's side!" Sent to keep an eye on the harbor today was the Assassin Fan Li, whose stealth skills surpassed even those of the Shadow Assassin Colin in this kind of intra-city battle.

Relying on the complex terrain and the cover of buildings, Fan Li almost went wherever he wanted in Wangxiang City, if it weren't for the fact that there were several priests of high rank in the Holy Salamin Expeditionary Force, and the terrifying perception attribute was high, he would even have the opportunity to touch into the camp of the Holy Warrior.

Fan Li found out that something was wrong with the holy warriors in the morning, they had been busy in the camp today, and even the green skin had only sent half of their men to respond passively.

Fan Li ventured a little closer, occupying a high point where he could see the inside of the camp, and found that the group of holy warriors had actually removed an entire sail from the big ship.

The specially treated magic sail looks like a large piece of shimmering white silk, which is extremely luxurious, and you can see that this thing is very valuable just by looking at it.

The paladins laid out the sails and covered the ground, and dozens of priests stood barefoot, constantly splashing holy water and outlining intricate lines on the sails with gold dust.

The sail itself is a holy relic, made of specially treated demonic cloth, each thread is soaked in holy water, and after being made, it is presided over by a priest of the rank of bishop, who receives the blessing of the Lord of the Morning Sun with the power of the rising sun.

This is a specialty of the Church of Dawn, and every ship equipped with this sail is a moving temple, which can slightly increase the speed of the ship in the sunlight, or burn the solar sail itself, greatly increasing the speed of the ship.

It's just that based on the price of solar sails, few people will do that, and only the dawn teaches itself to be willing to do it a few times in an emergency.

Using the solar sail as a platform to pray is very effective in communicating with the gods, and the area it covers can be considered as a temporary holy place, and it will continue to absorb the sun's rays to replenish the priests' consumption before the main body is destroyed.

Dale Seaworth stood by as the priests continued to refine their Presence circle, and lately he had been plagued by strange dreams, sometimes the Lord of the Dawn and sometimes Lord Stannis.

The former would preach to him in his dreams, and although the language was sacred, the teachings he preached were slightly different from what Dale was familiar with, and each time Dale would be immersed in the sacred voice, but when he woke up from the dream, he would be sweating profusely.

Dale was sure that the god in his dream was not a fake, and the divine sun was still warm on him, but ......

He glanced at the circle on the sun sail, and kept hesitating, should he take this opportunity to ask the angel his own questions?

Lord Stannis, who also appears in the dream, is even more worrisome, as Dale sometimes sees Lord Stannis throwing torches under the stake, and when the fire burns, Dale sees Lord Stannis's youngest daughter crying in the flames.

In another dream, Dale saw Lord Stannis fighting his unseen foe with his daughter in his arms, covered in blood, and when he approached, he saw the reflection of himself in his eyes with a sharp blade in his hand, and countless paladins behind him.

These dreams tormented Dale Seaworth's will, and when the Circle of Presence was set up, he even felt a little weak and didn't want to wait for the angel to come here.