Outside the city of Bangnan, dozens of thick smoke rose up, and in the thick smoke, flames were faintly visible. Sanguse, the lord of Bangnan City, dressed in knightly heavy armor, stood tall on the city wall, his face solemn and sad.

These are the traces of the burning of the village, and it can be seen that horse-drawn wagons are being transported in the rear of the army, and a large number of people are being driven away into the distance. The people of the city were already panicked. And on the plain outside the city, the enemy was 3,000 men, murderous, waiting for an opportunity.

Sanguse roared angrily: "You despicable people, you don't dare to attack the city, you actually burn the village and drive the villagers!"

The Sarante led the attack quickly, so even if Sangusse gave the order immediately, only a small part of the people were transferred, and two-thirds of the villages outside the city were completely defeated.

After roaring, Sanguse's eyes swept to the left and right, and said: "I am a descendant of the sea god Sayo, since I became the lord of the city, it has been twelve generations, but it is a pity that the civil strife of the year usurped the throne for the traitor Sennasai, I wanted to revive this city, I didn't want to encounter this difficulty again, but I only died in battle, not surrendered!"

But at this moment, the sky roared, a loud bang, and above the sky, a golden light was brilliant, and when he got closer, he saw a golden dragon flying towards him.

Before it arrived, everyone, rough raised their heads.

A powerful force fell from the sky, and this deep sense of fear was pressed over the city at the first time. With a long groan from Qingyue, the rolling dragon power, which was several times stronger than just now, pressed straight down from the entire sky. Sangusse shook violently and held on, and the attendants around him, although their whole bodies trembled, also held on.

However, the ordinary soldiers below suddenly couldn't eat, some screamed and fled in all directions, and some were limp on the ground and couldn't move.

The dragon swooped down violently, and a mouthful of dragon breath spit out, only to hear a "boom", and a city wall suddenly fell in the dust and rubble in the sky. "No!" Suddenly a pale golden man appeared in the sky, this man was also wearing armor, he looked like a knight, it roared angrily, and pounced on the golden dragon. "God Sayo!" cried Sanguse in grief.

Only he knew that his ancestors were far from recovering from the injuries they had received, and this time he was only afraid of being more than lucky! The huge golden dragon, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of its mouth, and it pounced on this pale golden pseudo-god. Blood, screams, and roars mingled.

Almost at the same time, the trumpet blew, and under the city, the army of Romon as high as 4,000 screamed, and rushed towards the collapsed city wall, far away. A moment later, the sound of murder began. Smoke billowed up. "Boom!", the heavens parted, and the pale golden man fell down violently. The dragon Ernaux snarled triumphantly and pounced.

Last time, when facing Dai Forest Ling, he was still defeated by the pseudo-god with the home advantage, but this time, he has evolved to the Golden Dragon, his physical strength has doubled, and his divinity has also been much stronger than last time!

And this time, first extinguishing its faith outside the city, plus this loser who originally only had a trace of divinity, finally knocked the opponent down after a few rounds.

Ernaux swooped down, and in an instant, a ball of golden light exploded, the scales flew apart, and it roared angrily, without hesitation, and swallowed the dying and struggling enemy in one bite. "God Sayo!" shouted Sangusse, pounced on him. "Boom!" a fireball exploded on him, blasting several meters and falling to the ground.

But he was not dead yet, and struggled hard before he got up, only to hear the sound of "poof" incessantly, and more than ten infantry of the Romon army nearby, with their spears straightforward, immediately pierced it. The Count of Gohata led the Count of Gohatta, with a team of cavalry, and was riding his horse in the field.

The county of Gaohata, the martial arts are extremely strong, which is inseparable from the gods and lords, and the constant guidance, almost every time, patrolling in the wilderness, killing those monsters that endanger the village, etc., is a very good exercise. Just then, suddenly, a cavalryman galloped up.

The horse galloped before Count Gohatta, and then turned over and dismounted, and Count Gohatta stopped talking, looked at him, and nodded.

The cavalryman respectfully reported: "On the 11th of March, Salant led an army of 3,500 to attack the city of Bangnan by night. "On March 12, villages outside the city were burned and the people were forcibly relocated. "On the thirteenth day of March, the golden dragon set out, and within a moment's time, slew the sea god Sayo, broke through the city, and Sangusai, the lord of Bangnan City, was killed by the rebels. "On the 14th of March, the whole city was forcibly relocated, loaded with a thousand carts of wealth, and the city of Bangnan was burned. Many knights couldn't help but change color and looked at each other.

Count Gohata motioned for the cavalryman to retreat, and said, "Sayo, the god of the sea, is a regular knight, heroic and good at fighting, and he was killed in less than a moment. ”

"Lord Earl, the sea god Sayo has been taken away from the altar, and his strength has dropped significantly, even if he resists stubbornly, it doesn't make much sense, but even so, it can prove that the strength of this dragon is no different from that of a god. Count Gohata nodded, silent, staring into the distance, his body motionless, his expression extremely solemn. Joel Licheng, the city lord's secret room, was silent, there were several people in the room, all with gloomy faces.

Suddenly, a man spoke: "The false god Sayo has been killed, the city of Bangnan has been burned, and the people have been relocated, so that the Salant Territory will have a population of 70,000, which is already a first-class strong leader." "It also takes time to digest these people, I have been cultivating for two years last time. "Someone spoke again. "That's right, but this time, maybe it won't take two years, but a year will be about the same. "Damn, we can't allow him to continue to expand, what can be done to curb him? Besides, depending on the situation, our territory is the next day mark." ”

"The point is, they have two gods, the god Romon is secluded and only provides divine magic, and the dragon who is no different from a god does not take a piece of territory by himself and is called a god, but submits to the canon, which is really incredible. ”

"Yes, it is precisely because there are two gods that the Salante leader is so unstoppable, one is only responsible for attacking, and the other is only responsible for internal affairs, no wonder there are so many priests in Haboba, if my lord does not consider other factors and is dedicated to cultivating priests, there can be so many priests. "Don't talk about this nonsense, what now?" "Maybe you can contact other territories, don't forget, if you continue to do this, Sarant will continue to destroy the surrounding territories, and no one will survive." "You can ask Your Highness, let's do it together and kill this dragon first." Someone said in a decisive way.

"However, your highnesses leave their own territory, and most of their strength is lost, this is still a trivial matter, as long as many highnesses join forces, even if their strength drops, they can jointly kill this dragon, the key is, who can guarantee that each other will not secretly attack? A sinking.

While the leaders were thinking and discussing, Bishop Khamrongpa and Haboba did not expect that there was a wonderful misunderstanding that the strength of the Salante Territory was entirely due to the alliance of the two gods. The vast procession arrived at a village.

In front of the village wall, there was a large flat field, and the village chief (or lord) and the priest, already with people, were waiting. As previously ordered, as soon as the procession approached, the priest led someone to greet him.

The procession, escorting tens of thousands of people, did not even pause, and was met by a cavalryman, piece S1, this cavalryman pointed to the team casually. "You stay here!"

After a while, ten families, thirty or forty people in all, were left behind, and the priest greeted them, saying, "Follow me, from now on, you are from this village." ”

On a March day, with the cold, the ten families were shivering, full of fear and panic, not knowing what fate they were facing, but under the watchful eye of the cavalry and the militia brought by the village chief, they had to go to the village.

Along the way, this situation kept appearing, and the vast team was getting smaller and smaller.

According to the previous rules, each village accepted ten households in order to absorb the captives.

Of course, this is a random designation, and it is all a spin-off, so that no one will be connected and carry out revolt activities.

When they arrived in the main city, there were 100,000 captives, and now there were only about 4,000 left, and half of them were still all kinds of skilled craftsmen and craftsmen. When I went out, it was afternoon, and when I came back, it was also afternoon. The remnant sun slanted from the west, and everything on the ground was covered in a golden red.

In the Misty World, although the sun is black, its light at this time is also reddish and golden, very soft and bright. It slowly set to the west, and a few clouds on the horizon spread out into a colorful sunset.

The gates were wide open, the people were greeted on both sides, and the army slowly entered, and after the army, the captives, all of them frightened and numb, entered the strange city. Stepping into the city, Haboba breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This time it went well. "Well, basically I haven't exposed my lord's secrets, and I haven't been interfered with by other territories...... But next time I may not have that luck. Bishop Kannompa said.

"Yes, that's true, and I hope that this group of people will be digested by the time of the Chinese New Year this year. Haboba said, "There are a lot of craftsmen here, and if you fill the port city, you will be on the track."

"It shouldn't be a problem at the end of the year, but we must always keep an eye on the situation, and if there are traces of leaking our lord's secrets, we will immediately raise troops, and we must occupy Joel Liling, so that we can have the capital to fight against the lords. ”

"Yes, with a strong city, a dragon, and the protection of our lord, even if the lords attack, we can survive, the only thing is that we must stock up on food first. Haboba let out a breath and said.

In the distance, the priesthood has been greeted and wants to deal with the four thousand people.