After the dinner provided by the Church of the Light, the wandering warrior continued his tent building until late at night, when he fell asleep on a bunk covered with hardwood planks and linen wrapped in straw. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After an unknown amount of time, the wandering samurai felt someone sleeping next to him, clinging to him. The cultivation of being a knight made him open his eyes immediately.

"Don't move, I just got back from the outer city to get rid of some scum, and I'm very tired." A familiar voice came from beside him.

It was a veteran who sat with him during the day, and the wandering samurai recognized each other's voices for the first time.

"Where have you been?"

"Where else can I go, follow those two big men to give food and adopt orphans."

"Adopt an orphan? It's those ...... out of town."

"It's the orphans whose parents have died in the war." The veteran lamented, "Normally, some of these orphans are taken in by the Catholic Church with some of the most gifted children, and the rest are left to their own destruction.

For the first time in many years, I've had someone ask for everything. ”

"Aren't you a member of the Light?"

"I only started believing in the Light yesterday, isn't that okay?" The veteran's teasing voice came, "I'd rather be a Holy Light Cultist than those scum Holy Knights I met in the outer city today. ”

Surprisingly, the wandering samurai did not refute the old soldier's words, nor did he agree, but just lay silently on the bed.

"Huh? Aren't you supposed to fight for the honor of Catholicism like your father, why don't you speak? The veteran asked curiously.

“……”

After not answering for a long time, the veteran propped himself up, took advantage of the moonlight outside the window to look at the wandering warrior, and found that he was asleep, and the sound of his even breathing was as smooth and peaceful as the rest of the cultists.

"This kid." The veteran smiled dumbly, lay down, and fell asleep.

……

Unlike the quietness of Midtown, the Outer City is still full of war.

The smoke and stench of corpses filled the battlefield, and the entire structure of the walls was crumbling with several terrible fragments of stone embedded in them.

Baldwin IV stood on the city wall, looking at the Muslim soldiers rushing from under the wall, and he was a little puzzled.

They were like kings eating scales and having an iron heart, desperately attacking the walls of Jerusalem.

This allowed his troops to begin with large losses.

This is not the most serious thing, the most serious thing is that the city wall has the slightest possibility of collapsing under the condition of overloading.

This means that Jerusalem will abandon the outer city and defend the inner city!

"Did you send the slum dwellers to Midtown?" Baldwin IV asked the herald with the sword in his hand.

"It's been two hours since it was delivered, and most of the residents should have entered Midtown under the arrangement of the army." The herald replied.

Baldwin IV frowned and said, "Let the servant army send some men to help the poor speed up their entry into Midtown." ”

"Yes, my lord."

"Wait, let the poor bring everything they can eat and use, and not leave anything for the Muslims."

Soon the order was passed down, and it was not known how Baldwin IV was to carry it out.

But what he knew was that they would not have a chance to retreat until the walls were broken.

Behind them are their people, their loved ones, their loved ones. It's impossible for them not to work hard. Change the way you defend, use the servant army as a regular army, and rest in batches.

Baldwin IV did everything he could think of, but now everyone knew that the loss of the outer city was only a matter of time.

The sound of swords clashing against swords on the ramparts, the sound of armor defending and slicing flesh disturbed his thoughts.

"Crash and siege towers are coming!" The commander on the rampart turned his head and screamed bitterly.

Baldwin IV immediately took a few quick steps to look out of the city, and by the light emanating from the top of the Church of the Holy Light, he saw several siege towers wrapped in iron in the base camp of the Muslim soldiers, accompanied by an equally tall crash car coming from afar.

The metal head on the crash convinced the Jerusalem soldiers that the gates would not withstand its impact.

"Order the catapult to destroy it!" Baldwin IV grabbed the herald and shouted.

The herald was frightened and panicked, but kept his duty in mind, turned around, waved his command flag, and ordered the trebuchet to start throwing stones.

With a few loud bangs, several huge stones flew out of the trebuchet towers in the city, smashing the siege towers and crashing cars!

Then the crackling sound of broken wood resounded on the battlefield, and several siege towers fell to the ground in a tilt, but the most important goal was only to shake their bodies and continue to move forward.

It would take five minutes to shoot again, and Baldwin IV knew this.

By that time, the crash had already reached the city gates, and it was too late.

What a massacre it took to break down the gates of the city at night when everyone was asleep! Baldwin IV could not have thought of it.

"Archers prepare, light the rockets. Get everyone moving! Baldwin IV said in a low voice, "This battle can no longer be avoided." ”

……

Li Kuan and Tom Riddle Godfather were woken up to the jingling of bells, and through the balcony they could see the soldiers constantly making their way to the walls of Midtown and the steady stream of deserters who were retreating.

"The outer city is broken." Godfather Tom Riddle whispered, "I can't think of anything other than this that could make the scene so chaotic. ”

"If the outer city is broken, it will be broken." Li Kuan frowned and said, "The most important thing is that Baldwin IV is not dead, if he is not dead, it is better to say, if he is dead, our situation is not very good, and it is not a matter of a day or two for the old man of Catholicism to treat us badly." ”

"Then let's strike first and kill him all at once." Godfather Tom Riddle said with a grim grin.

"At least sixty percent of the soldiers in the city are devout Catholics, and if we kill him, it will be no different from abandoning Jerusalem. The main thing now is to find Baldwin IV. ”

The three of them hurriedly dressed and walked with the flow of people towards the walls of Midtown.

Along the way, Li Kuan saw the poor people in the outer city crowding the streets, piling up the corners tightly. They looked at Li Kuan and Tom Riddle with a glimmer of hope, whispering prayers in their mouths.

Ascending the city walls, Li Kuan and Tom Riddle could see a sea of red fire in the outer city, in which the Muslim soldiers burned everything they could.

"This is blasphemy! Blasphemy against God! ”

In the distance, Li Kuan and Tom Riddle heard the characteristic voice of the old Catholic man.

"At the gates of Midtown."

"This old guy is actually faster than us, can it be said that people are old and have a short sleep time?"

"Someone must have tipped him off."