Under the sun, a huge city appeared in front of the eyes, with its wide walls and its warriors showing its prowess. The endless flow of people highlights the prosperity of the city.

It was supposed to be a picture of peace and strength, but people's faces were full of worry.

Despair, depression, and helplessness grew wildly in everyone's heart, and a soldier with a spear galloped from the city to the north like a long dragon.

Just after the news came that the northern legions of the Burlingame Empire were about to enter the city, that is, the defensive line placed in front had once again been torn open a huge gap, and the last county of the Cloud Diocese was trembling under the hooves of the southerners. They have lost their barriers, and at the same time they have lost their courage.

The man in the red robe looked at these soldiers who were leaving like a tide, and his face was full of decadence. I have tried my best, but the Northern Legion of the Berlingame Empire has broken the backbone of the Southern Legion of the Empire, they have killed 50,000 in battle, and the remaining 50,000 soldiers have become lost dogs, abandoning this territory that belongs to the Empire.

It's just that they can leave, but as the red-clothed missionaries of the Vulcan Cult, they must defend the glory of the Vulcan crown with their own blood.

It is foreseeable that after these soldiers leave, it will only take a day at most, and standing under the city walls will be the Northern Legion of the Burlingame Empire.

An elite army of 100,000 stood here with a rainbow of momentum. And the church warriors in the city of Shengga were only five thousand.

With only five thousand people, how can they stand this city, and how can they stand the last piece of land that belongs to the faith of the god of fire.

"Hiram Cardinal Missionary, have these cowards given the order to abandon the guard?" a burly man walked over and said slowly.

Hiram, dressed in a red robe, nodded at the man: "They're leaving now"

"This is a group of people who have had their backs broken by the Southerners, and their departure is not worth grieving us," the burly man said to Hiram.

Hiram digressed the burly man: "Why did you come here to take a look? Don't tell me, you're here to see these people off."

"Phew," the burly man spat in the direction of the departing soldiers.

The departing soldiers frowned, but when they saw the burly man's murderous appearance, they could only lower their heads and continue to move forward.

"They are cowards who are unlikely to be worthy of being escorted away by our Church Guardian Legion," the burly man said to Hiram.

Hiram was stunned for a moment, then turned to look, only to see an endless line of church soldiers and missionaries of all levels hurrying behind him.

Looking at the stunned Halleym, the burly man smiled at him: "Have you forgotten what day it is?"

"The day the bishop arrives," Hiram reacted at once.

A sneer appeared on the corner of the burly man's mouth: "Aren't these cowards leaving quickly because they are afraid that once the bishop comes, it will cause trouble for their retreat?

"It doesn't make a difference," Hiram smiled decadently.

The burly man patted Hiram on the shoulder: "You have done your best during this time, and the rest will be handed over to His Excellency the Bishop, we have to believe in the church and believe in the bishop"

"Although the Northern Legion of the Burlingame Empire is strong in our eyes, it is still a bit unsightly compared to the entire Vulcan Church, so we can keep the city of Saint," the burly man said firmly to Hiram.

Although the voice was firm, they knew in their hearts that they were deceiving themselves with these words.

Hiram smiled at the burly man, trying to smile as much as he could: "I also firmly believe that under the glory of my lord fire god, the city of Shengga will not fall"

"Here we are," the burly man said, looking ahead and turning to Hiram.

Behind him, many missionaries and 5,000 church soldiers looked at the galloping figure in front of him.

The evacuated soldiers panicked, with frightened eyes on their faces, and quickly accelerated to flee north.

"Stomp Pedal Pedal

The sound of horses' hooves came from ahead, and Armand and Clarence picked up speed.

"Greetings Bishop," Hiram and the burly man shouted.

Behind him, the missionaries shouted in unison: "Welcome to the bishop"

"Greetings to the Bishop," five thousand church soldiers shouted at the front.

The sound exploded like thunder, and the Southern legionnaires, who had not completely left, could only reluctantly stop and bow to Armand's figure: "Welcome Bishop"

"When the Bishop arrived, your Southern Legion withdrew, is it a way to express your dissatisfaction with the Bishop?" the group asked the Southern Legionnaires after the group stopped their horses' hooves.

The soldiers hurriedly replied: "Don't dare"

"We are just a soldier who does what we are told, and we dare not show any displeasure to the bishop," one soldier replied to Clarence at the urging of the crowd.

Clarence sank his face: "It looks like it's just a matter of not daring"

"Your Excellency, Lord Bishop," the soldiers shouted to Armand in a panic at the same time.

Armand looked around at the soldiers and said, "Since you are doing what you are told, let us go."

"Yes," the soldiers replied loudly to Armand, feeling the aftermath of the catastrophe rising in their hearts.

A hint of reluctance appeared in Clarence's eyes: "Your Excellency, Bishop"

"They're just soldiers, and the glory of the Vulcan will ultimately need us to defend it," Armand said to Clarence.

Clarence was in awe when he heard these words from the Vulcan crown, and replied loudly to Armand, "Yes"

"You're the Red Missionary of Halleym?" Armand set his eyes on Hiram in red robes.

Hiram replied respectfully to Armand: "Exactly"

"Can you tell me about the city?" Armand asked, turning to Hiram.

Hiram sighed in his heart, but his face didn't show it, he just said in a heavy tone: "Due to the withdrawal of the Southern Army and the news that the Burlingame Empire is about to come to the city, the hearts of hundreds of thousands of people in the city are fluctuating. If it weren't for the efforts of the missionaries at all levels of the Church to reassure people, I am afraid that there would have been a mass exodus by now."

"That means there's no sign of unrest in the city," Armand asked Hiram.

Hiram nodded at Armand.

"On the way here, the Bishop has a general understanding of the situation facing our diocese, so now you will go to the church and discuss the next battle," Armand said to the crowd.

The crowd bowed to Armand and replied, "Yes."

As soon as the voice fell, get out of the way and let Armand go first.