The white-robed priest sighed, he estimated the time, and about twenty minutes had passed, enough for the people in the church to escape.

"This time we lost. The white-clothed priest said as if resigned, and he looked at the paladin, who was surrounded by the cavalry, and was on his knees covered in spears, "I only pray that you will respect a loyal warrior, and please bury his body after the death of the paladin." ”

Every tenacious warrior deserves respect, even from the enemy's point of view.

This is also the teaching in the rules of chivalry.

The White Priest believed that his offer would not be rejected by the other party, and that every paladin was a warrior who was willing to sacrifice his body and soul for the Holy See, and that they were great and devout, and even the former Duke of Winton collected the corpses of the paladins after defeating their troops.

Yazov looked at the white-clothed priest with a blank face, as if he were looking at a dead pig.

"I will cut off his limbs and hang his head at the very top of the Holy See here, and I will skin him and nail him to the gate of the fortress of Malan;" Yazov sneered: "To be in the ground, if you are an enemy of Lord Ron, even if you die, you will not want to have peace!"

"You bastard. The white-clothed priest didn't expect such a response, and he gritted his teeth.

There was a cheer from the warband, and one of the Shadow Band's killers stabbed the paladin in the back with a dagger.

"Your Excellency, he's dead!" a cavalryman arrived.

"Cut off his head, skin him!" As if to confirm his threat, Yazov grinned, revealing a mouth full of tiny white teeth, "Let everyone see what happened to the guy who wants to hurt Lord Ron!"

"As for you......," Yazov turned to look at the priest in white, "I need to ask you some questions, you'd better tell the truth." ”

......

In the main hall of the church, Yazov found some unburned parchment in the corner fireplace, but with the remaining fragments he could not make out the exact contents, and could only barely make out some of the words.

Ron...... Infiltration...... Copy...... Capture ......"

Yazov packed all the fragments into a cloth bag and carefully searched the entire Holy See, but found nothing else useful.

"You guys handled it cleanly. Yazov looked at the white-clothed priest who was tied behind his back by the cavalry, and stepped on the fallen idol, "You will certainly not surrender to us, but if you are willing to reveal some information about your plans, I can make your death a little more painful." ”

"......" The white-clothed priest closed his eyes, his face full of hatred and sarcasm.

"You papal seekers, you always look like this, you have done something wrong, and you pretend to be bitter and hateful," Yazov chuckled twice, "well, since you refuse to confess, then you can pray to your god now, and ask him to bless you with a little easier torture." ”

"What's next? The Holy See's army will drive into the iron stream and crush your master and you to dust. The white-clothed priest slowly spoke: "We have already occupied the Void Ancestor, and the dawn will soon become our bag, how long can this fragmented iron flow last?

"You don't know how deep the Holy See is, and after thousands of years, it's not enough for you to understand that only the kingdom under the rule of the Holy See is eternal!" the white-robed priest roared.

"Alright, let's get started!" Yazov, losing interest in the fanatic, waved his hand and motioned to the cavalrymen: "Let's start with our fingers!"

Looking at the white-clothed priest who was pressed to the ground, Yazov suddenly laughed, and he squatted down: "After so many years of open and secret fighting, the Holy See has infiltrated many spies and forces into various kingdoms and families, and many kingdom nobles and high-ranking officials are your priests, but have you ever thought about how many people in your temple belong to us?"

The white-robed priest's eyes widened suddenly, but soon a cry of pain came from his mouth.

A finger hits the ground in response.

"The three bishops, the fifty-eight cardinals, how do you know their true identities, they are just the top of the Holy See?" Yazov lowered his voice.

"Meaningless...... white-clothed priest suddenly laughed miserably: "Your psychological tactics are meaningless!"

"I'm just stating a fact. What I'm trying to tell you is that sometimes faith is not necessarily solid, more often people prefer more practical benefits, such as silver coins and jewelry. Yazov smiled: "Of course, it is not excluded that some people who regard money as dung exist, but for them, we have other means." ”

"It's not very difficult for us to control a person. ”

"By the way, aren't you curious why your assassination plan is so thorough, but it fails at a critical moment every time?" Yazov thought for a moment and said in a very slow tone: "Because, we already knew about it......"

The white-clad priest's body trembled suddenly, and he struggled to pounce on Yazov, but was stabbed in the chest by the knight behind him.

"I wanted to play a little longer. Yazov said in a regretful tone, he looked at the knight with the dagger in his hand, and asked with a smile: "Are you a little unbearable under the command of the same temple?"

The white-clothed priest was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and when he heard this, he desperately wanted to turn his head and see the knight's face.

But the knight slashed the white-clothed priest's throat with another sword.

"The priest from the adjudication temple is really ruthless enough, and he has no mercy on his own people. Yazov said in a slightly mocking tone, "Thank you for your information." ”

The knight glanced at Yazov expressionlessly, and a heavy gasp came from under the mask: "Don't forget what you promised me. ”

The raging fire ignited, and the once prosperous Holy See was engulfed in flames, and dozens of corpses were thrown into the flames, which became the fuel for the flames.

Yazov saw the residents open the door and look this way, and when he realized Yazov's gaze, he quickly ducked back.

He took the reins and watched as the smoke drifted north, the rising flames turning the sky red.

Presumably, this time, it can leave a deep impression on those who have bad intentions.

"Lindongcheng orders that from this day forward, not a single church shall appear in the Capetian family's territory! The clergy shall be executed immediately if they are caught preaching! The protectors shall be guilty of the same crime!" Azov read Ron's order aloud, and the Holy See in the background was ablaze, adding to his coldness.

The situation in the realm of the Ironstream Kingdom is about to change drastically.

Yazov looked at the sky in the distance, and the Holy See, which represented divine power, collapsed in flames.