Chapter Twenty-Eight: This Is a World with God

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When Langdon entered the drawbridge winch room, he didn't hesitate, and with a few swords in quick succession, he cut the noose. That's another benefit of capturing the drawbridge winch room first.

Compared with the winch of the iron gate gate, the winch needs to be used to slowly lift the iron gate.

Because the suspension bridge is hung in the air, as long as the noose is cut, the suspension bridge will automatically fall under the action of gravity.

At the same time, the suspension bridge erected high above the moat first trembled, then slowly tilted towards the moat, and then fell faster and faster.

"Boom!"

The entire suspension bridge finally fell to the ground in a smashing posture with a loud bang.

Fortunately, the suspension bridge is very strong, and although it caused a lot of damage in the smashing, it did not affect the passage. The believers, who had already been in ambush in the dark, roared across the drawbridge and launched a fierce assault on the city gates, led by two other Templars.

Most of these believers are from the former members of the Third Patrol Group, and a small number of them are strong and strong people selected from among the believers. Their armament was rudimentary, consisting of ordinary leather armor and a mess of weapons such as knives, guns, swords, bows, and crossbows.

It looks like a bunch of miscellaneous cards.

But their morale is very high, and everyone is at least a true believer, and there are a large number of devout believers. At the instigation of the fanatical Templars, their eyes were full of fervor and determination.

"All for my lord!"

"The light of our Lord is bound to reign over the earth. ”

In the midst of a roar, a frenzied and ferocious aura soared into the sky like a sharp sword.

Even in the Kingdom of Light, Wu Hui, who watched this scene through the eyes of God, was not infected by their extremely high momentum, his soul was trembling and numb, and he felt a little "blood boiling".

These believer soldiers have gradually infiltrated Gru Town in various ways in the past week. Every day, they are scattered and hide in the homes of believers in Gru Town.

In order to avoid being discovered by the guards of the various Gru towns, they can stay motionless in the firewood room, under the bed, in the wardrobe and other hidden places all day long.

This would not have been possible in any way if it had not been for a strong belief in their will.

And it is precisely in this way, in the process of their daily perseverance that they devote everything to our Lord, their faith is constantly refined and consolidated, and gradually becomes more pure and fiery.

In the process, some true believers gradually rose to the rank of pious believers.

And the devout believers, although no one has been promoted to the rank of fanatic for the time being. However, as long as their faith becomes more and more pure, the more they think about Wu Hui, the god of light, they will step by step towards a higher level of faith.

Time and patience are indispensable.

By this night, they had walked out of dozens of homes in the town of Gru in the dark, dressed in rudimentary leather armor and holding various weapons, silently converging in front of Fort Gru.

They hide in the dark, constantly gathering strength, silently waiting for their opportunity.

No one thought that the actions of the Light Maidens and the Templar Landon would fail.

Under the "gaze" of the Bright Lord, how could it be lost, this is a battle that will surely be recorded in the history of the Light.

Their only thought is that they must fight bravely and sacrifice their loyalty and life for the great Lord of Light.

Sure enough.

The drawbridge fell.

The Cultists of the Light, lurking in front of Gruburg, rushed across the drawbridge and roared into the city gates, killing the sky and imposing.

Wu Hui looked down on this scene through the eyes of God, and his heart became more and more excited.

War, this is the real war.

In the past, when I read novels on Earth, I would always see the duel between hundreds of thousands of armies.

However, only when you are in the real battlefield can you understand that the original charge of two hundred soldiers is already very powerful. At a glance, the crowd was dense, and there were light believers constantly rushing out of the darkness.

"The drawbridge fell ~ enemy attack, enemy attack. ”

The archers on the arrow tower were also instantly shocked by this scene, and while screaming desperately, they drew their bows and fired fiercely.

"Woo Woo Woo ~ "

Several arrows shot into the Light Cultists, splashing several blood splatters.

The intense pain caused the believers to scream, but none of them fell, but continued to roar and rush forward. They have only one thought, even if it is death, they will break through the city gate and die.

Some of the believers, after crossing the drawbridge, dispersed to both sides of the bank and began to counterattack the two arrow towers with bows and arrows and hunting crossbows. They were either crossbowmen from the 3rd Patrol Regiment or hunters who were good at hunting among the faithful.

There are not many believers who can perform long-range strikes, only a dozen, and they are in a very disadvantageous position compared to the archers who are condescending on the towers.

But even so, you can slightly suppress the archers on the turret, prevent the opponent from arrogantly leaning out to shoot, and at the same time reduce the frequency of the opponent's shooting.

The two long-range crossbowmen face each other in the dark.

From time to time, believers have crossbowmen who have been hit by several arrows, or who have fallen to the ground after being hit directly by the vital point. Even though their morale was high, the casualty ratio reached a terrible three to one.

There is no way, the high arrow tower, and the professionalism of the opponent's archers are definitely not morale high enough to smooth out the gap.

Watch the believer fall to the ground.

Wu Hui was distressed, every one of those who fell to the ground was at least a true believer level, and even basically a devout believer. Because the faith of the devout believers is more pure and strong, they are not afraid of death, they rush faster, and they are more brave in battle.

Naturally, he was taken care of by the archers of the opposing side.

The death of a devout believer was a huge loss for Wu Hui. However, Wu Hui was trying hard and desperately to restrain himself, dropping the urge to heal the divine art from the kingdom of God.

First, Wu Hui is not in a state of "consciousness descending" now, but watching the live broadcast through the eyes of God, and his soul and consciousness are still in the kingdom of God.

If you want to cast a divine spell from the kingdom of God and throw it out of thin air, the divine power consumed will be very "expensive". With only 1 point of divine power, he can't perform a few magic skills.

This is also the disadvantage of the "Eye of God", a magic technique that saves divine power.

Now that there is a serious lack of divine power, every little bit must be used carefully, and this kind of cost-effective thing must not be done.

Second, there will inevitably be wars and sacrifices in the process of spreading faith for believers who have opened up territory for him. If every war has to be fought by him, the dignified god of light, not only will he lose points, but he will also be overly relied on by the believers.

An army will never be able to become a truly powerful army if it does not go through the baptism of brutal war.

Recruiting believers and expanding the army is in the service of him, the god of light. Instead of Wu Hui, the god of light, he acts as a nanny and bodyguard for believers everywhere. Over time, his gifts and charisms will become less and less valuable.

Thirdly, Wu Hui's own sacrifice to the devout believers has some other considerations and considerations.

As a result, Wu Hui desperately warned himself that his heart was distressed, but he must endure it. He had already made up his mind that unless it was a matter of life and death, no matter how big the casualties were, he would never act indiscriminately.

Wu Hui didn't make a move, but it didn't mean that other believers didn't make a move.

Susan and Harry, two probationary priests, each brought two or three trained apprentices to rescue on the battlefield.

The apprentices used sharp knives to cut open the wounds of the wounded and pull out clusters of arrows. This method of treatment is simple and crude, and under normal circumstances, the wounded soldiers do not die from bleeding, but later from wound infection.

Don't forget.

It is a world with God.

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