As it grew dark, torches were raised on the walls, and the Imperial army had to retreat back and find a garrison. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the first day of the battle, the Guards were victorious, but the Imperial Army achieved nothing. Elio gasped, his green eyes as sharp as a nighthawk, and he tried to find someone to vent his anger, but there was silence all around.

Everyone has their own thoughts.

"They have evil sorcerers who have usurped demonic powers, and the Sanctuary is supposed to defeat them. Elio said angrily as he thrust the eagle vulture into the dirt. At the same time, he asked the guards to carefully wipe down his armor and helmet.

"We must not let the enemy see our dejected appearance!"

"Just rush over and into the city, and everything will be fine. ”

"It's just a small southern city-state, look at your cowardice, even the dogs of the Golden Palace are more courageous than you. Elio cursed as he sat down and took a bite of dried beef. He had only heard of it from his father, but when it was actually eaten, it looked like a piece of dry wax. He spat out the beef, but took another sip of bitter wheat wine.

Sauron-Duna untied his cuirass and steel boots, the moisture made his boots damp and heavy, and the cuirass was stained with blood and mud.

"No, my lord, you are not in the front, I don't know their strength. Sauron took a large sip of wheat wine, only to feel a fever in his body, but his heart still felt chills one after another.

"How many attacks we've encountered along the way since we entered Iron Mountain. Even now, not even a single marble in the city of Paliwa has been touched, but how many brothers have been lost. The young general frowned: "Maybe we should change our blind optimism." ”

He took another sip of wine, and after a long moment said, "They can call the elements at will, like mages, and God knows how many tricks they have." ”

"So you think we should walk around the city wall three times, and just go back to the imperial capital like this, and report to the Sanctuary and the king that the city of Paliwa is difficult to capture, and the southern army has to surrender. Elio scoffed.

"In this case, the unkind fellows of the Central Inquisition may not be able to send us all to Place Saint-Louis-Zeit. Don't forget the Midsummer Dinner - they don't care how many titles you have. ”

The former prime minister threw away the jug in his hand again, and the wheat wine made him sick to his stomach, and the guards hurriedly prepared a new bottle for him.

Sauron lowered his head, looked at the shiny campfire, and said no more. The nobles of the command camp were also sullenly eating the unpalatable military ration of the Central Inquisition, and none of them would forget the terrible night of Midsummer.

Thinking of the nobles who were stripped naked and dragged like garbage, their heads being cut off one by one, the commanders who were far away from the imperial capital couldn't help but shudder, and suddenly felt that they were surrounded by eyes that were watching them, and the Sacred Domain Army was resting not far from them.

"Charge with the big army, but never desperately. "Some people made up their minds.

At this time, the herald ran from the deep forest panting, his face pale, and knelt down to Elio and the commanders: "Commander of the Sanctuary Army, Becky...... Martyrdom...... They didn't find it...... His remains ......"

This news made everyone in the command camp fall into an ice cellar: "There are demons stationed in the city of Paliva, and even the Sanctuary cannot be defeated. ”

"Now the mage Leon has taken Betty's place, ordering an immediate attack on the city walls early tomorrow morning, and the spellcasters will provide cover for the Imperial Knights. The Paladins will still lead the forwards. If anyone escapes, they will tell the Sanctuary as they are, and the Inquisition will adjudicate on the sinner and his family. ”

The herald repeated Leon's order in one breath, and he fell to his knees and buried his head deeply, fearing that the Prime Minister would behead him in anger.

At this moment, everyone fell silent, and the southern night, the damp smell of trees everywhere was everywhere, like demons and ghosts. Only then did the Imperial army realize that they had fallen into a strange and terrible trap, full of thorny swamps, and could lose their lives at any moment.

And the spellcasters of the Sanctuary, strictly abiding by Becky's last wishes, hid all over the jungle. They chanted prayers in low voices, lighting non-glowing sandalwood, white sacred wood, and spinel, and the aroma wafted into the distance with their chanting, as if wishing the souls of the deceased to connect with the true God soon.

The Templars improvised a wooden coffin, threw Becky's gold wire badge into the coffin, and placed the wood under the coffin, lit it with incense.

Led by James, the Knights Templar drew their swords, stood on the ground, knelt on one knee, and chanted hymns.

"The soul of the martyr floats in the south,

May our Lord accept eternal life to those who serve God.

I will sacrifice my blood to the true God,

I would like to dedicate the church with my life. ”

The incense of the gods covered the faces of the acolytes, and it was impossible to see whether they were moved or not, and the chanting was still low, and the faint fragrance spread in the dark forest.

After the chant, Jaime donned the Templar mask, his eyes like a pool of tranquil water, neither anger nor sorrow, as if he knew his fate was the same.

He raised his torch and lit the wood beneath the coffin, and the Templars chanted in a low voice, the blade shining in the firelight.

The wood burned more and more vigorously, and the orange-red tongue of fire rushed up to the coffin, and immediately wrapped the simple little square box, and the crackling sound of the wood became more and more violent, and the gray smoke rushed upward, giving out a choking smell.

The Templars knelt on the ground, chanting hymns as they watched as the fire grew faint, then burning, then shrinking, and finally a choking pile of soot.

They finally sprinkled the pile of charcoal ash with holy water, covered it with earth, and planted a wooden cross on the damp and warm earth, on which a rudimentary icon of Osiris was carved.

"May the soul live with the true God. James chanted in a low voice.

"May the soul live with the true God. "The Templars should make peace.

"The enemy has usurped the power of the true god, and the gods will punish him. We serve the gods, and swear to destroy the blasphemous. Early tomorrow morning, in accordance with Lord Becky's last wishes, we will break through the city and make it fall to the underworld forever. James slashed his palm with the tip of his sword, and blood dripped onto the cross, and the rest of the Templars followed suit.

And on the city wall five miles away, Odin rarely did not rest, but joined the night watchman, watching the campfires in the Imperial position.

He frowned slightly, and Rudolph, the mage of the deep valley, stood beside him.

"Lord Diggs, today you killed the Commander of the Sanctuary with one blow in an emergency, ...... It's an amazing contribution. Rudolph pondered his words, and it was clear that he was not accustomed to complimenting others, but he was not stingy with Odin's words.

"Your ability to make decisions is beyond the ordinary, and your ability to cast spells is astonishing—it's no secret that Archmage Rose can't match you. ”

"If Becky dies, the Sanctuary Army will surely fall into chaos, but why are you still frowning and sending me here late at night?"

Rudolph saw the young man, who had always been calm and always smiling, but now he was deep in thought and puzzled. (To be continued.) )