At the Gate of Rolls.

"Damn, do you untouchables gather here to rebel against the Marquis of Stag?" The leader of the city defense militia squad stood guard in front of the closed city gate, facing hundreds of menacing thugs, and spoke with a stubble of stubble.

There were some scattered horses and stone piles on the side, all of which were prepared by the militia squad to strengthen the defense of the city gate, but unfortunately when they were just dragged from the warehouse, they were destroyed by the mob that the cultists had brought in.

However, after the militia squad showed off their weapons, the frenzied atmosphere of the mob team cooled down slightly in front of the bright weapons. However, the formation of the miscellaneous fish militia of less than twenty people was somewhat thin for the hundreds of mobs facing them.

The two sides stalemate for a moment, and voices were heard in the mob.

"Open the gates, let us out!" at first only a few people shouted, but soon, the rhythm was picked up, hundreds of people shouted in unison, and the frightened militiamen were a little weak.

The **** captain who let your mother go roared, under the effect of a variety of emotions, the voice was a little out of tune, but he could still tell the meaning. "The outside of the city is full of enemies, are you crazy?" The one who spoke was the former guard leader who wanted to blackmail Lu Sien, but was whipped a few times and stripped naked by Lu Sien.

It's not that he has a high level of consciousness, it's just the instinct of greed for life and fear of death, there are at least a few thousand heretics gathered outside the city gate, and the untouchables standing in front of him now are only a few hundred, besides, the army that dares to directly attack the city is always more powerful than these mud legs in front of him.

Comparing the two, it is easy to draw conclusions.

Or, if the number of mobs in front of him had been reduced by half, he would have ordered his men to start attacking, but it was not enough to kill, but he could squeeze a lot of oil and water out of these fools, and he was only slightly injured, and after going to the tavern to pour a few sips of ale, he would not feel any pain.

"There's someone in the city killing people!" the mob said again, "there's no place to shelter us, let us out!"

The captain of the guard really couldn't accept such a request, the key was that he felt it a little, and the group of people in front of him seemed to be no longer able to measure it with normal thinking, especially the eyes of the people on the other side staring at him like looking at food, which made him a little suffocated.

Cold sweat slipped from his forehead, and the leader of the guards swallowed a mouthful of saliva, gripped the spear in his hand hard, and together with the men beside him, showed his attitude.

Damn, these mud-legged people won't open up without a beating.

"The Marquis has decreed that all men should go to the town square to be settled, and the knights under the Marquis will take shelter...... Uh-ah...... "The indoctrination of believers in Rolls City is quite well arranged, at least Bishop Kevin can directly transmit the message to any of the target temples through the oracle platform in the main church, much faster than Lu Sien leading the charge.

It's just that the priest of the lower city is still too young, and he jumped out in a hurry, and then was cleanly shot in the head by a stone in the mob.

"Son of a bitch, you're just trying to take us all to the town square to be executed......" the mob cried out.

"Fuck you, you damn bastards......" The priest was attacked in front of him, and the head of the guard couldn't bear it anyway, not to mention, this young priest was still his little nephew, and it was the guarantee of his domineering behavior all along.

Fighting between the mob and the militia was on the verge of breaking out, but the militia was indeed on the verge of collapse.

There are many reasons for this, but at first the militia did not pay attention to this group of mud-legged people. Of course, what is more important is that most of the cultists who have become meticulous in the city have the strength of trainee knights, and several leaders have mastered the power of formal knights, and there may be nothing to be done about the elite knights under the marquis, but for these militiamen who are only slightly trained, it is really like a father beating his son.

Well, and most importantly, no one has ever guaranteed that the composition of the militia must be pure. Before the two sides came into contact, the militia squad was reduced by one-third of its personnel by the anti-water who had been robbed by the side, and the rest was only drowned by the ocean of the people's war after struggling to support it for a while.

The expression of the head of the guard changed very quickly from very hot to desperate, and his luck was also very good, because at first he had to protect his nephew, who did not know whether he was alive or dead, and he had not rushed to that front, but the current situation made him very conflicted, and it was perhaps better to die directly in the first place.

Together with the two militiamen who were close to him, he struggled to resist the wooden sticks, daggers, and cleavers of the thugs in front of him, and watched several mob leaders with strange expressions, Shi Shiran, walk past him and walk towards the mechanism that controls the opening and closing of the city gate.

His limited brain couldn't understand why the situation had taken such a sudden turn for the worse, but there was a wave of grief and indignation in his heart, and the numb resisters were attacked from the other side, and snot and tears were streaming down his face.

To be honest, if it was a real battlefield, he would have died a long time ago, but now the attention of the thugs is mainly focused on how to open the city gates, and some people are happy to appreciate his ugliness at the moment, which is why he has lived for so long.

"Supreme Bennier, what's wrong with this world?" subconsciously babbling, "Come and save us, no matter who you are......"

Probably the so-called heroes all appeared after a thousand calls, at least Lu Sien is like this now.

However, the person concerned did not care if his call was answered, and the captain of the guard was almost stupid, and even if he survived this catastrophe, he would no longer be able to do his job. The others didn't notice Lu Sien's arrival, the mob was like a drunken, everyone almost completely lost their minds, and they were unaware of the danger that might arise around them, and the crowd had been devastated to the present, and this series of victories brought them blind confidence.

Like a swarm of ants that had bitten a beetle to death, they cheered and jumped, and then Lu Sien stepped on it like an elephant.

After all, it's only a team of knights who have been riding for about twenty years, and they can't run out of that kind of shocking effect that shakes the mountains. The environment was noisy, and Lu Sien was almost ignored by everyone, so he cut in.

The first to notice was the small leader of the cultists, that is, the first to lead the team to create chaos in the city, the first to have the power of the trainee knight, after successfully coercing a group of people to create a few non-standard sacrifice rituals, he got the power comparable to that of a regular knight, and now, as long as he opens the gate of the city gate, let the cult members outside the city in, and then sacrifice these fools in the city, he will definitely be able to obtain the power beyond the knight.

These uneducated miscellaneous fish, who don't even understand the title of the great knight above the knight's rank, of course, will not have any effect on him to continue to attack the upper part of the city of Rouse and sacrifice Beniel of the main church.

At this point, as he hummed and turned the winch of the city gate, he finally calmed down a little, and felt that he was so stupid to be so stupid alone, and wanted to call someone to help him, when he finally heard the sound of horses' hooves clattering closer.

Turning his head, he saw Lu Sien holding a spear......

Oh damn it, shit......

It's just that this thought just appeared in his mind, and before he could use his throat to transform into words, the war horse under Lu Sien crashed into the two miscellaneous soldiers standing in front of him, and the cavalry spear in his hand stabbed into his abdomen, which had no protection at all, and picked him up.

Lu Sien's horse didn't even slow down in the slightest, his arms fluttered, and with a flick of the mounted spear, the cultist was torn into two large pieces in mid-air, and some pieces of internal organs fell like this. The picture is not very beautiful, and even a little disgusting.

Lu Sien frowned, a little unhappy, the Rosta Knight's riding spear is a very good equipment around here, but compared to the steel in the hand of the knight Ji, it is still a little less neat, and it is very difficult to use.

And for the leader of the heresy, just watching himself like this, being picked up by Lu Sien's shot, and before he even felt the pain, his body was split in two, and the fragments of internal organs were even splashed on his eyes, is this my body? He thought like this, and subconsciously wanted to blink, but unfortunately the action was only half completed.

"Hmm, a few more laps! Let fate decide who will live!" Continuing to raise his hand and throw a shot, piercing the cultists who were spinning the winch on the other side of the city gate, Lu Sien pulled out the giant sword he had captured from Sumer, and there should indeed be a lot of ignorant people who were coerced by this group of fools around him.

However, what is this about him, he does not have the patience to distinguish them one by one. Let's talk about a few more rounds, the workload will be much smaller at that time, and the scene will be easy to control.

It's another feast of killing, in fact, Lu Sien should be very fond of listening to the sorrow of these fools, even after two or three charges, everyone present was drenched in blood, and the first few knights who came with Lu Sien also withdrew from the battle circle, Lu Sien still turned his horse's head with a happy face and started the fourth charge.

Well, after all, people are always responsible for their own actions, in Lu Sien's opinion, if the fool is slaughtered directly, for the next generation, at least there will be some insignificant improvement in the brain, maybe there will be some fools who slip through the net, but after experiencing these things, it is time to grow your brain.

Fools don't deserve the right to die.