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As the words of the Holy Maiden of Light fell, a vast and majestic aura suddenly swept over the entire Gruburg, as if the divine was present, and people couldn't help but be in awe.

Under this divine power, unconsciously, the little wavering in the hearts of believers disappeared without a trace, and there was incomparable firmness in their eyes, and their morale increased dramatically.

The Holy Maiden of Light is the great Lord of Light, the spokesperson who walks in the world. Since the oracle was pronounced from her mouth, it must be undoubted, and no devout believer would doubt it.

On the other hand, the soldiers on the side of Lu'an City were more or less shocked in their hearts, and there was some commotion in the legions, and the morale of the army, which was not too high, was a lot lower.

Regarding the news of the return of the God of Light, no matter which lord wants to seal it strictly. However, that kind of thing, like paper can't hold fire, has already penetrated into everyone's ears.

In particular, many soldiers have been ordered to secretly arrest the so-called pseudo-light believers.

Looking at the entire Luan Legion, the lowest morale is the 1st Guard Regiment of St. Luan, which is known as the most elite army in Luan, and they have been stationed at Conor Castle for a long time, guarding the safety of Luan City and Connor Castle.

It is precisely because of this that night that they had experienced the arrival of the right messenger of light, and they had also seen the miraculous scene of divine light overflowing and holy rain enveloping the whole city.

Although the generals and leaders kept propagating, it was all a conspiracy made up by the pseudo-light believers, and it was a large-scale illusion, the purpose of which was to disturb the order in the Lu'an region and disturb everyone's hearts.

However, the members of the First Guardian Regiment don't know how many people have personally felt the actual feeling of the holy rain falling on their bodies, helping them to disperse the plague virus in their bodies. Even if they don't experience it themselves, their family members or colleagues will experience it and tell them the news and feelings.

On the other hand, at least half of the First Guardian Regiment are followers of the God of Light, and many of them are true believers, and even a few are devout believers.

It's just that Viscount Connor has a deep prestige in their hearts, even if they firmly believe that the great God of Light has returned, they still don't dare to show signs that I am a believer in light, otherwise once it reaches the ears of Viscount Connor, it will inevitably affect their family members together.

Among them, many members of the First Guard Regiment, facing the holy and noble Saintess of Light, who was full of divine brilliance, had an impulse to worship and worship in their hearts, and their belief in the God of Light was a little stronger for a while.

The changes in those soldiers, Viscount Connor couldn't see it, but Wu Hui, who was in the Kingdom of God and watched the excitement, felt it clearly.

He clearly felt that the elite soldiers' connection to his faith channel had become more solid.

Wu Hui was secretly amused in his heart, Viscount Connor, who thought he had a huge advantage in the army, if he knew that there were many light believers hidden in those elite troops around him, he didn't know what kind of psychological state it would be.

I'm afraid I'll be so angry that I'll vomit blood and be so scared that my soul won't possess my body, right?

And if Wu Hui came directly to the battlefield at this time, he would issue an oracle to those elite soldiers who already believed in him in their hearts, and most of those soldiers would betray Connor and draw their swords to cut him into pulp.

That's the difference between divine power and authority.

"Silence!"

Viscount Connor was a powerful man after all, and he drank majestically to stop the mutiny of the soldiers, "This pseudo-light saintess is just a witch, and you can even believe her words? ”

The majesty of Viscount Connor instantly suppressed the commotion of the army. Even those bright believers who were in Cao Ying's heart in Han lowered their eyes and showed a very obedient appearance.

When he saw the result of his might, he was secretly satisfied in his heart, and said aloud to the Holy Maiden of Light standing on the wall of Gruburg: "False Saintess who doesn't know whether to live or die, since you want to resist stubbornly, this Viscount will give you a death! Crossbowmen on the left and right wings, attack! Shield defense troops should be guarded!"

With a burst of applause, he gave the order.

Two or three hundred soldiers armed with bows and arrows, or crossbows, assembled at the front. At the same time, two hundred soldiers with large shields were in front of them.

"Woohoo!"

Crossbowmen, under the cover of shield guards, threw arrows and crossbow arrows at the walls of Gruburg through the narrow moat. They were all professional soldiers, skilled in archery, and very accurate.

In an instant, more than a dozen light believers fell to the city wall, groaning and screaming in pain.

Arrows are so powerful that even with chain mail on, it is difficult to completely resist the penetrating power of arrows.

"Crossbowmen counterattack!"

The Holy Maiden of Light was calm as usual and waved her jade hand.

"Boom!" The crossbowmen of the Cultists of Light emerge from the battlements or shoot back at the enemy through the firing holes. A rain of seventy or eighty arrows rained down, most of which were blocked by huge shields, and only six or seven enemy crossbowmen were knocked out.

Separated by walls and moats, the two sides were the first to engage in long-range confrontations, with arrows flying back and forth from each other, shooting at battlements, blocked by shields, or directly inflicting damage on each other.

In less than a minute, thousands of arrows were fired.

This is the war of the era of cold weapons, there are not so many bells and whistles, some are just brutal fighting each other.

It is obvious that the Holy See of Light, which is absolutely weak in terms of the number of troops, is completely suppressed in the long range.

In a short period of time, more than 30 people have fallen. More and more light believers, in the face of the enemy's dense long-range attacks, have no way to show their heads and shoot.

If this war continues on this trajectory, the result will inevitably be as Viscount Connor wishes, and the "Pseudo-Light Holy See" will be uprooted and crushed to pieces.

However, in the Kingdom of God, Wu Hui, who was paying close attention to this battle, knew very well that this war between divine power and aristocratic domination must end with the destruction of Viscount Connor.

At this time, the priesthood on the city wall came into action.

Today, Wu Hui's chaplaincy has reached as many as eight, but with medical assistants, there is a team of 30 people. They skillfully cut open the wounds of the soldiers, took out the clusters of arrows, and bandaged them hastily, without even applying medicine.

Under normal circumstances, the probability of that soldier dying from infection would be very high.

But how could the priests of the Holy See of Light be vegetarians? One by one, they radiated divine light and performed healing magic, and soon the wounded soldiers healed from their injuries, and they even took up their bows and crossbows again and continued to participate in the battle.

This scene fell on the eyes of the crossbowmen of the Lu An army, and they were a little stunned at first, this was too challenging for their nerves, right? They finally shot down an enemy soldier with their superb archery skills, but after a while he appeared on the battlefield vividly, and it felt like he was in a dream.

In the face of such an enemy, how can this kind of battle be fought?

The other party is an immortal Xiaoqiang.

On the other hand, once they are injured by an arrow, they will be dragged out of the battlefield by their companions, and after the medical team has hastily treated them, whether they live or die has to be left to fate.

The most feared thing in everything is contrast.

Everyone is a soldier, why?

With such a huge difference, the morale of the army in Lu'an City, especially the crossbowmen and shield guards who suppressed the opposing side on the front line, plummeted.

"Hehe~ Our bright pulse is strong here. ”

Wu Hui in the Kingdom of God was smiling and eating butcher shop and popcorn, and his heart was secretly refreshed.

I think when he played a game called World of Warcraft when he was on Earth, the most hated thing was the paladin or the priest, those people can fight and milk, one by one is like Xiaoqiang who can't be killed.

But now, Wu Hui has a lot of Xiaoqiang under his command, and there is only one word "cool" left.

Lord Viscount Connor, feel the fear of being dominated by a large number of little powers.

Wu Hui looked at the Viscount Connor with sympathetic eyes, where do you say that it is not good for you to be a happy nobleman? You have to be unlucky to be in Lu'an City, and you are still blocking my way.

I'm sorry I had to crush you.

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