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Although Susan and Harry are only Level 1 professionals, they have been able to master their magic skills after digesting, understanding and practicing them during this time.

"Great Light My Lord, please grant me divine power to heal your people. ”

Susan prayed reverently, her mouth chanting a mantra, her hands covered with a divine light. The light fell on the wound, and the bleeding from the wound was miraculously stopped, and it healed at a slow pace that was visible to the naked eye.

The young apprentices, who had been trained for a period of time, bandaged their wounds with linen to prevent them from tearing again, in a rough but effective way.

The treated believer's pale face turned slightly bloody, and his eyes were feverishly grateful: "Thank you, Lord Light, and thank Pastor Susan." "What is certain is that his faith will rise to the next level.

However, this believer himself is a devout believer, and his level of faith is already very high, but it is still not easy to promote a fanatical believer.

It is also evident from this how precious every fanatic believer is.

Wu Hui saw this scene, and he also felt a little emotion in his heart, it was good to have subordinates, there was no need to ask him, the god of light, to take action in person.

Compared to the previous year, he was wandering around in the dilapidated Divine Kingdom of Light, and there was not even a person to communicate with.

Wu Hui felt that his "divine life" was full of incomparable passion, and finally had a little bit of a feeling of being a god.

With Susan and Harry intervening, believers who might have been fatal due to their injuries were hanged for their lives. The believer, who was originally only slightly injured, joined the battle sequence after a little treatment.

It can be seen that the role of a pastor on the battlefield is huge.

It's a pity that Susan and Harry are only Level 1 Probationary Priests, and their holy power is limited, and after a few treatments, they are tired and sweaty.

And at the same time.

Marcy, Paul, and Ian were the three Templars who had already led the crowd into the city gates.

The castle has a long and narrow corridor, and it has always been a must-kill meat grinder.

On the thick walls on both sides of the road, some round holes are densely arranged. Hidden in the corridor is a dark chamber where a group of soldiers are stationed who can poke their sharp spears several meters long through the round holes in a desperate attempt to poke outward.

Any enemy who tries to break through the castle gates through the corridor is likely to be stabbed into a hornet's nest.

Fortunately, this attack on Glouburg happened suddenly, and the castle defenders were still in chaos, and there was no time to arrange defenses.

In the dark room of the corridor, there were only a few guards on duty, and their lax mood even made them fall asleep. Listening to the earth-shattering and angry fighting, they woke up in horror, and hurriedly raised their spears to attack the light believers in the corridor.

"Ah~ah~"

The two Light Believers were stabbed with a sudden spear, dripping with blood. But the sincere and pious faith, coupled with the feverish atmosphere of the blood, made them grab the spear and break it downward, jamming the hole to prevent the enemy from pulling out the spear, and screamed: "For my lord, brothers, rush." ”

"Rush Rush!"

Several Templars led the way, their bodies shining with the light of divine blessings, their eyes red from the sacrifices of their brothers. They knew that they had to breach the gates as soon as possible, otherwise the battle would be lost when the enemy army recovered from the chaos.

In front of them, however, there was not only a heavy gate, but also a raised iron bar. The iron fence had no locks, and was made up of iron bars more than an inch thick, with a total weight of more than 1,000 catties, and only the winch in the castle controlled its rise and fall.

If it is a level 7 holy rank powerhouse, a single sword can cut through the iron fence.

However, Marcy and several other Templars were only level 2, and it was extremely difficult to break through the iron fence. But no matter how difficult it is, you have to break through it.

"Bang, bang!"

The three Templars took the lead, slamming their flesh and blood into the iron fence.

"Bang dang!"

The iron fence made a dull sound and shook slightly, and dust and fine stones fell from the stone trough overhead.

If you can't hit it, then keep hitting it.

The believers were like angry bulls, slamming into the iron fence one after another, and the terrible reaction force shook their blood and blood and almost fainted. But the iron fence was banged, and the thick iron bars gradually deformed.

What a crazy thing it is, the power of a single believer may be small, but more and more believers are like a raging tide, fierce and unstoppable.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

With a loud bang, it seemed to be a peerless beast slapping the iron fence.

Such a crazy scene made Wu Hui, who was far away in the Bright God Kingdom, feel a little shocked. Believers with fanatical beliefs are indeed very terrifying beings. With fanatics in the lead, they are brave and fearless, as if they can tear apart anything that dares to stand in their way.

Within a few tens of seconds, the iron fence was knocked out of the stone trough, and a hole was revealed in the backward tilt.

"It worked!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Amid the roaring cheers, the red-eyed believers frantically rushed through the cracks and slashed towards the castle gates.

Although the castle gate is a wooden structure, it is sturdy and sturdy. But even the iron fence couldn't stop the believers who had fallen into a state of fanaticism, and how long could the wooden castle gate stop them?

But before the believers could storm the castle gate, with a heavy "squeak", the gate was opened from the inside.

The devotees were greeted by the Templar Langdon, his linen coat covered in blood, unable to distinguish whether it was his own or his enemy's, and two corpses lying at his feet.

It turned out that after Langdon put down the drawbridge, he heard the believers hitting the iron fence, so he gave up the original plan to attack the winch room, and instead killed three people in a row along the way, just in time to meet the army of believers.

"It's Lord Langdon, Lord Langdon. ”

The devotees erupted in a tsunami of cheers, and as soon as the castle gates were breached, Gruburg was within reach.

Langdon tugged at the corners of his mouth when he saw this, but he didn't laugh.

He knew in his heart that this was just the beginning, and that it was far from the time to cheer.

From the beginning of the outbreak in Langdon to the breaking of the castle gates. The whole process is a long time, but it is actually only a few minutes.

Gruburg's defense was lax, and except for a small number of soldiers on duty, most of them slept in the barracks, or drank and played in groups. And some of the middle and high-ranking people in the barracks, who are all cronies of Baron Gondeyar, have probably gathered at the top of the watchtower before, ready to take turns to party with the "bride" all night.

In such a situation, it is strange that Gruburg was suddenly attacked, and it was not surprising that he could react.

As soon as the castle gate broke, the entire Gruburg suddenly exploded.

Countless soldiers woke up from their beds and hurriedly began to put on leather armor and take weapons. The soldiers who had been on duty or drinking were also frightened, and rushed to the castle gate in panic, trying to stop the army of believers from continuing to enter.

It's a mess everywhere.

But Langdon knew in his heart that this chaos was only temporary, and once they reacted, or let the commander of the castle take his position again, not only would the advantage of the raid disappear, but they might even be killed back.

Moreover, Her Highness the Holy Maiden is still inside.

We must seize the opportunity to completely turn a momentary advantage into a victory.

Langdon's eyes flashed with a frenzied light, and he casually wrapped the long sword in his hand with a strip of cloth, turned around and rushed back into the castle: "Kill with me!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The shouts resounded like a tsunami through the city gates, and the morale of the believers was like a rainbow, and they rushed into the castle after him like a torrent, their eyes bloodshot and like madness.

Under the baptism of blood, these believers, who were once just ordinary people or ordinary soldiers, have completely transformed into crazy warriors.

The soldiers in the castle were not mentally prepared, some soldiers had just gotten up from the bed, and they didn't even have time to put on leather armor or weapons.

Even those elite soldiers who had been on the battlefield and were well equipped were a little apprehensive when they saw this momentum.

However, in the time of a charge, the castle soldiers blocking the gate were forcibly rushed open by the crazy army of believers.

Moreover, this gap is still being torn wider and wider in an unstoppable trend.

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