The battle of Crete was still raging, and when the Heavy Knights invaded the inner city through the tunnels, James became nervous and excited, and he began to watch the battle all night long, keeping an eye out for any disturbances on the battlefield. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The terrifying magical attack on the White Tower of the Obelisk seemed to have ceased for a while, but the Heavy Knights did not seem to be able to extend their success, and at dawn on the third day, the Pioneer Officer Mance fled back from the tunnels with the remnants of the Heavy Knights.

Mance, who was covered in wounds, gave a general report on the battle situation in the city, "After the Heavy Knights attacked the city, the initial progress went smoothly, but then they encountered the desperate resistance of the soldiers and civilians in the city, and a large number of well-armed knights were shot by crossbowmen hidden on street corners and corridors, and the tunnels dug by the engineers were also destroyed by the soldiers and civilians in the city......"

"Has the obelisk been knocked down?What about your adjutant Marven?Why hasn't he returned?" James hastened to interrupt his long and dull report and asked three questions in a row.

"That's right......" Mance rolled his eyes and uttered a set of prepared words.

"What are you talking about?Marven and his most elite knights were all killed when they attacked the Obelisk White Tower!" James angrily glanced at Yimans and the ragged and embarrassed hoplite knights behind him, and couldn't help but be furious.

"Is this all the men you brought back? Thousands of hoplites, and now you're leaving me with dozens of them!" James, his face almost touching the tip of Mance's nose, growled loudly.

"But Your Excellency Commander, but we have also destroyed the opponent's ancient magic array, and now the rebels have suffered the same heavy losses as us, they are no longer able to counterattack, and it will not be beneficial for both sides to continue fighting, it is better to ......" Mance smiled flatteringly, and persuaded his boss bitterly.

"You mean an armistice, let's quit the army!" When James heard this, he was furious and scolded: "I warn you, Mance! Don't mention this kind of stupidity in the future! Reinforcements will arrive the day after tomorrow, and if you can't completely take down the city of Crete, you will wait for the court-martial!"

James brushed his sleeves away, and Mance froze in place, and for a long time, he let out a sigh that was completely unowned.

The assault on the inner city of Crete continued, but with almost all the elite units of the 9th Division suffering casualties, the siege went extremely unsmoothly and made no progress for two consecutive days.

On the third day, the reinforcements promised by Rocherio were finally late, and James personally went out of the city to greet them, only to find that only a few dozen people had arrived outside the city, and many of them were lying on stretchers sickly.

"After waiting for so many days, could it be that the military department has sent so many old and weak soldiers?" Looking at this seemingly vulnerable weak brigade, James was so disappointed that he could hardly resist the urge to scold his mother in his heart.

"Your Excellency, please pay attention to your words!" Seeing James furious in public, a warrior who looked like an officer among the reinforcements stood up and gave a military salute without humility or arrogance, "We are the Storm Legion death battalion, not some old and weak soldiers!"

"Man, you're not kidding, are you, there is a death battalion like you?" Mance on the side couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

The officer's face turned red, he took out a military flag from his subordinates' hands, and argued loudly: "The dog's eyes look at the people are low, take a closer look! Our death battalion is all veterans of a hundred battles! If it weren't for your damn place that has caused us to be unaccustomed to the water and soil, with our marching speed, we could have arrived three days ago!"

"What? I heard you right! The soldiers of the Imperial Death Battalion will be unsubdued by the water and soil to become like this, your body is too squeamish, where did Your Excellency come from, go back!"

"A bunch of dog-eyed low-spirited guys, don't talk about these useless things, let's see the truth on the battlefield! I dare to guarantee that not a single heretic will come out alive in the city that our death battalion is attacking!"

Seeing that the two groups of people were about to fight, James had to come forward to suppress them, and then ordered his subordinates to entertain the soldiers of the death camp.

Although the reinforcements in front of him looked tired, he had been in the military circles for many years, and he had heard of this Storm Legion Pioneer Battalion, this was indeed a strong force that could fight tough battles, and it was not inferior to the Pioneer Battalion under his command, perhaps, when they rested for a few days and regained their combat effectiveness, maybe they could really bring some surprises.

After the death battalion arrived at the barracks, in order to wash away the humiliation of being despised that day, he took the initiative to ask for help and plunged into the battle. Soon, these guys who were not afraid of death won the unanimous approval of the 9th Division with their fierce and crazy combat style, organized several waves of attacks, and broke through the defense line of the Cretan defenders at one point.

However, the good times were short-lived, and on a gloomy afternoon, a rush from the guards woke James from his sleep.

"What's the fuss about!" Seeing this little soldier who disturbed his nap, the commander was very unhappy in his heart, and his face was extremely ugly.

"It's not good, Commander!" Many officers and men in the army have fallen ill inexplicably, and the sick are foaming at the mouth and delirious......" The guard almost cried out the horrific news.

"What are you talking about, take me to see it!" James's tone changed when he heard this, now that the battle had reached a critical moment, any change in the army at this moment could cause him to fall short.

As soon as James stepped into the barracks ward, he found that Mance was already busy inside and out with the paramedics.

"Your Excellency, the military doctor has identified that our soldiers are now infected with the plague, and the condition of the death camp is the most serious, and they have now died of many people, this is not a simple illness, let alone a lack of adaptation, and our military doctors have not found any effective treatment now......" Mance reported the situation to James worriedly.

"Now that the war is entering a critical stage, no matter what the disease is, it must not be allowed to affect the holy war!" James waved his hand and said categorically: "Pass my order, within ten days, the military doctor must control the spread of the epidemic, otherwise, all military law will deal with it!"

"Yes!" Mance couldn't help but give a cold shiver behind his back.

In the next ten days, in order to control the plague, the military doctors of the 9th Division tried almost all the means at their disposal, including preparing various precious potions, isolating patients, and even burying a large number of seriously ill patients alive in order to control the epidemic......

However, all efforts turned out to be in vain, and within ten days the plague was still spreading uncontrollably throughout the army, the entire Ninth Division was greatly reduced, and the offensive on the inner city of Crete had to be suspended due to severe damage to combat strength.

"Your Excellency, you shouldn't punish these medics, they've done their best!" Mance stood in front of his immediate superiors, pleading bitterly for the group of medics who were about to be executed.

"Mance, get out of the way of me, or I'll deal with you with you!" James now sees that he is a pioneer and does not fight, since he came to Darttown, this guy is like a different person, the former style of killing and decisiveness is gone, and he has become indecisive and mother-in-law in big and small things.

"We are not facing an ordinary plague, it is a cataclysm! You don't understand, this land has been cursed!" Mance still did not give up, and pulled him by the sleeve, painstakingly dissuaded. "This catastrophe is not something that the military doctor can stop at all, Your Excellency, spare their lives!"

"Cataclysm, the God of Light will bless us to overcome all catastrophies, these military doctors have suffered heavy losses due to the ineffective treatment of these military doctors, and not killing them is not enough to boost the morale of the army!" James' expression was grim, with a firm and cold gaze in his eyes, "Your Excellency the Pioneer Officer, I order you in the name of the commander of the Ninth Division to immediately enforce military law!"

"Compliance...... Yes, sir. Mance sighed helplessly and withdrew from the tent.

Within minutes, hundreds of Medics of the Ninth Division had been executed, and their bloody heads were hung at the head of the city.

"Your Excellency, we can't fight like this anymore, our heavy infantry battalion doesn't have a few fighters left who can lift tower shields. ”

"Your Excellency Commander, our unit has suffered heavy casualties due to the plague, and the soldiers have no intention of fighting, and there is a large-scale rout......

"Your Excellency Commander, now there are rumors in the army, and people's hearts are fluctuating......"

The execution of the medic did not have any deterrent effect, on the contrary, the morale of this elite division was on the verge of collapse, and all the departments began to panic.

"That's enough!" James slapped the table and pulled out his saber with a "sonorous" sound, "God of Light is with the Empire! As long as we have a devout belief in God the Father, we will definitely be able to overcome the catastrophe and win the holy war!" James looked around and said coldly: "Your Excellency Bishop will go to the barracks in the near future and personally pray for the blessing of God for us.

There was a crisp "sonorous" sound, and the saber was slammed into the ground, and everyone was silent.

Under James's death order, the 9th Division remained in Crete for two more days, and two days later, Bishop Clinton of the Eastern Frontier of St. John's Empire arrived late in a carriage.

The Bishop James gave a solemn welcome and gave him a detailed account of the predicament facing the Ninth Division, and with the support of the guards, the pot-bellied Bishop Clinton made a cursory inspection of the situation in the outer city of Crete, his face became more and more solemn, and he kept shaking his head and sighing.

"My lord, I don't know what you think about this plague, can you pray for the blessing of God the Father for us?" James asked, standing aside and leaning over respectfully.

"I said, Your Excellency, it's not that I don't help you, you see that there are still so many infidels in your occupied area, why are you so confused! It's a shame that you are embarrassed to call yourself a jihad!" Bishop Clinton pointed to a group of ragged Mosesian refugees on the side of the street, his face full of disgust.

James patted his head and suddenly realized: "Your Excellency, I would have almost forgotten these lowly and filthy miscellaneous things, if you hadn't reminded me, don't worry! We will abide by the doctrine of the Father, and before dawn, the whole outer city will be thoroughly cleansed and purified!"

Thanks to James' "wise decision", the massacre in the outer city of Crete lasted all night, and by daybreak the entire moat was stained red with blood.

Over the next few days, the top brass of the Ninth Division, under the leadership of Bishop Clinton, recited the Light Bible all day, but no matter how devout they were to the Father, in a matter of days, thousands more soldiers fell ill.

The Ninth Division was in constant fear, and even James had no bottom in his heart, and he was often so nervous that he paced back and forth in the room all night.

Five days later, in the middle of the night, the Cretan defenders launched a long-planned surprise attack, which the Ninth Division eventually repulsed after paying a heavy price in casualties, but the horrific news from the captives almost brought everyone to a complete breakdown.

After drinking the water pumped from the obelisk pagoda, the inhabitants of the inner city of Crete have all contracted strange diseases on a large scale, and most of the nearly 200,000 residents have fallen ill, and there are even rumors that there are mutated zombies in the city that feed on human flesh.

"It's terrible! It's hell, it seems that the blessing of God can't come here, let's run!" Bishop Clinton screamed as he had seen a ghost, and he had to doubt the power of the God of Light.

"Oh no! Thank you, Father, we have a good chance to win!" said James, dancing with excitement.

"Your Excellency, Commander, you're not crazy, are you?" the crowd looked at James like madmen, deliberately keeping a distance from him.

"No, I'm sober! Guys! The intelligence of the inner city shows that this plague can spread, what does this mean?" James looked at everyone with a fanatical face, and asked himself, "This means that the defenders of the city are facing the same situation as us, so we can take advantage of this plague and completely conquer Crete!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then came back to their senses and said with great joy: "Your Excellency Commander is wise!"

Early the next morning, all the trebuchets of the 9th Division roared, and countless black shadows were shot into the inner city of Crete, and the terrified inhabitants of Crete found that the enemy had not shot a boulder, but a hideous-looking carrion......

A week later, the thousand-year-old city of Crete was completely silent, and the remaining soldiers of the 9th Division laboriously broke through the gates, marched into the city in a sparse procession, and almost bloodlessly captured the symbol of Crete------- the obelisk tower.

"Mance, pass on my orders, the blasphemy of the inhabitants of Crete has triggered this terrible catastrophe, and in order to punish these scum who believe in false gods, not a single heathen in the entire city of Crete will remain!" James climbed to the top of the obelisk tower in high spirits, and although he paid extremely heavy casualties, he was still quite satisfied with the result of taking Crete after all.

"Yes, Commander!" Mance was about to bow down, but suddenly drew his sword and turned and leaped up, his hand dropping, and beheading the unsuspecting James.

"A few of you, report on the battle in Crete. Mance gently wiped the blood from the tip of the knife and casually asked the officers who had rushed to hear the news.

Several officers looked at each other with expressions on their faces, and said with a glance: "Our army encountered extremely stubborn resistance when attacking the Obelisk White Tower, and the commander took the lead in killing the enemy bravely, and finally unfortunately died in the end!"

"Good!" Mance put away his knife and smiled strangely at the corner of his mouth.