The events that happened on Earth had no effect on the vine on the distant star, and she was still doing the task assigned by Pope Xiao Feng to build a magnificent temple.

At this time, the Quercus Xili has presented another scene, from the old and backward slave tribal system to the feudal dynasty, in the face of the Dawn Commerce, a powerful and powerful foreign force, they have no ability to resist, starting with the Western tribes and continue to expand towards the other three tribes.

The expansion of force only required an army armed with muskets, and the force of the Quercus Xili was too weak to imagine, they were still in the era of primitive stone tools and poor clothing, and the best weapons were the iron tools sold by the slave owners, and these iron tools were shoddy products in the countries of the two continents.

This huge difference in civilization is pitiful.

The best person to lead this Dawn Legion is naturally Colin, Fuji Wan's most trusted subordinate.

In the central tribe, nearly 100,000 young Sili troops have been assembled, and most of them are armed with sharpened wooden trunks, and there is no battle armor on their bodies, at most a piece of animal skin to cover them. And it was such an army that resisted at the forefront of the tribe, and the central tribe had to resist in that respect, and the nobles of the tribe did not believe that the outsiders who occupied the western tribe would let them go.

Colin looked at the beggar-like army that was resisting his path, and snorted coldly, as a hereditary nobleman of the Mizi Empire in the Western Continent, he had no opinion of these Sili people on the surface, but in fact, deep down he still looked down on these Sili, this dirty, backward, and ugly race.

"Front team ready, array shooting!"

A fierce look appeared under Colin's eyes, and the Dawn soldiers under him immediately prepared their muskets.

Bang bang bang......

The continuous firing caused the slave army of the Central Horde to disperse immediately.

In the array firing tactic, two rows of soldiers armed with muskets exchange fire, the front row retreats to the rear row to change ammunition after shooting, and the back row goes up to continue shooting. This efficient shooting tactic was like a human flesh harvester on the battlefield, and after a few rounds, the unsheltered tribal soldiers immediately fell in pieces.

It's like a harvester harvesting straw, and row after row falls.

In this situation, not to mention 100,000 slave soldiers, even if it was 200,000, the Dawn army with only 10,000 people was not afraid.

In less than ten minutes, the entire army of slaves of the Central Tribes was completely scattered, like a flock of scattered birds, fleeing in all directions.

Colin laughed out loud when he saw the fleeing enemies, "Drive them all in the direction of the tribes of Madhya Pradesh!" ”

Wandering tactics to drive away these fleeing enemies and turn them into their own weapons. These soldiers who lost their minds and fled had no time to think, they only knew that they would not die if they fled into their own tribe, so the central tribe could only fight themselves and lose their ability to resist under the impact of the first wave of fleeing soldiers.

In less than half a day, the central tribe completely fell, and the huge tribe, as the most powerful tribe in the Quemu Xili, completely fell under the attack of 10,000 Dawn soldiers, this kind of seemingly miraculous and incredible thing is actually very normal, clever tactics, powerful tactics, 10,000 soldiers are enough.

In the center of the Central Tribal, in the center of the large and small fenced houses, Colin stood on the highest platform, which was used for sacrifice, and the normally sacrosanct altar was trampled under his feet. Trampling on someone's faith was a heinous crime, but it didn't seem to Colin anything worth noting.

These primitive, backward, and obscurantist beliefs are nothing compared to the majestic Holy Maiden's Highness, thinking of the weak body of the Holy Maiden standing in the cold wind, the moonlight draped on the body, like a god, and a little starlight falling between the raised hands. Colin couldn't help but feel excited and trembling in his heart, this is the standard of God!

"From this day onwards!"

Colin stomped his feet heavily, the huge tremor made the entire sacrificial platform shake, the totem placed on the altar had already been kicked to one side, and the terrified Xili people below could only bow their heads and endure under the muzzle, their ordinary slave nature has long been deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and the thousand-year-old slave ideology is deep-rooted, there is no ideological enlightenment, no ideological emancipation, and they never know what resistance is.

Now the disadvantages of this civilization are revealed, when race, country, and faith are threatened, no one will stand up and resist at all, and the only thing that can be linked to them is faith, but unfortunately there is no leader.

The leader has long been dealt with.

"There are only two faiths, one is the mighty Dawn Lord, the Shining Light, the god of light and hope! The second is the great Lord of the Dawn, Her Highness the Shining Virgin Vine, who is the embodiment of God! ”

Colin said loudly.

His voice spread throughout the central city-state, causing all the tribes to look up in surprise, they did not expect that the other party was actually here to promote faith, although they did not know much about such a thing, but they only knew that as long as they feared and worshipped those two gods, they would be safe.

After all, God is here to bless himself and the tribe to survive.

"O great Lord of the Dawn! Bless us with good weather! Bless us, great saint! ”

I don't know who shouted like this, and the whole tribe began to surrender and shout such slogans.

Colin looked at the central tribesmen below who kept kowtowing and saying words of awe, and motioned to a few slaves on the side to bring the two idols over and place them directly on the altar.

When this is done, the organization of the sacrifice begins.

His greatest desire was to carry forward his faith and spread it out so that it would become another version of Sloehism.

As soon as he thought of this, Colin couldn't help but be happy, nothing made him happier than that.

It's exciting to pass on your faith to others, to become the original preacher, the creator of the Holy One.

"Let's go!"

With his order, the sacrifice began.

The whole process is very cumbersome, he deliberately made it cumbersome, the ceremonies handed down by Her Royal Highness the Holy Maiden are very perfect, but he added the belief of the vine to it, so the whole process is very cumbersome, and because of this, it makes it more sacred, so that the people of the tribe below believe in the divine power of these two gods even more.

So the whole effect is very good.

For this, even Colin himself did not think that at first he was worried that his unauthorized alteration of the ritual procedures would make the success rate of absorbing these people as believers greatly reduced without that kind of sacred and solemn momentum.

Now it seems that everything is fine.

…… (To be continued.) )