"Commander...... Those people of the Church of Light ......", Reinman opened his mouth to speak, but closed his mouth again, he didn't know how to say what was in his heart, and he couldn't find the right words. Education is often monopolized by the top of society, and it is already okay for ordinary people to know a few words and write their own names. Only wealthy businessmen and celebrities have the qualifications and capital to let their children receive a better education.

It was clear that Reinmann did not belong to this class, and his vocabulary was limited to describe the complete thoughts in his heart, and his face turned red with anxiety.

It took him a long time before he continued: "They have convinced many soldiers of them, and I think that if this continues, the soldiers will be out of control." ”

There were a dozen or so men seated in the tent, Tostey on the first seat, and his generals on either side. Many of these generals are old men who have fought from the bottom and fought bloody battles. Their grasp of war did not come from books and traditions, but from an innate intuition. Sometimes some things are just so interesting, those generals who have knowledge and inheritance, sometimes they are just not as good as the rough people who don't know a few of these words.

These rough men have experienced the most dangerous battles and wars, but they have survived and are extremely experienced. What is taught in books, what is taught by others, how can these experiences be powerful?

Several other generals also expressed similar opinions, and their perception was very simple, the soldiers began to be disobedient, which was definitely not a good sign.

If this matter was not approved and arranged by Tosteye, they all wanted to kill all these priests to avoid a change in the morale of the army.

After hearing this, Toste sneered twice, and with a wave of his hand, he suppressed the noisy general, "There is no need to say anything about this matter, I naturally have my plans." On the other hand, this is also a good thing, these people from the Holy Light Church can help you reduce your battle damage, you can't laugh, why do you come to complain? ”

How to fight?

The generals were silent, and the sudden big move made people on both sides stunned, obviously someone wanted to be a fisherman and reap two benefits. If you press it together again, I'm afraid it's not realistic.

There was a commotion in the tent again.

Rosie glanced at the soldiers following behind him, and couldn't help asking, "Do you believe in God the Father now?"

The soldier behind him was stunned, scratching the back of his head and smirking, the most despised by the soldiers are those who are afraid of death. He was embarrassed by the bright silver cross on his chest, for he too had been dialed into the crowd of people who were afraid of death.

"I ...... The main thing is that I think, what is this...... , well, it's good to be with your brothers even if you die in the future. He said dryly, but the more he spoke, the more fluent he became, "Didn't that priest say that after the death of God the Father, I can enter the kingdom of heaven and continue to be with you." It's not that I'm afraid of death, really, I'm just reluctant to everyone. ”

Rosie patted him on the shoulder, "I didn't say you were afraid of death, and now many people believe this?"

The man lowered his voice and looked left and right, "A lot of people believe it, you don't see it, when little Viki died in the morning, tsk, a lot of unbelievers also believed it." ”

Rosie suddenly became curious, and all the unbelievers believed it?

"Tell me what's going on. ”

It turned out that when cleaning the battlefield, Little Vicky, that is, a small soldier, was cut down by two Huite soldiers who pretended to be dead, and the injuries were too serious, and a sword inserted into the abdomen stirred up the internal organs, and even one of them was gone. After the two Huite soldiers were dismembered, Little Vicky was also dying. Several priests came, but there was no way to get him back. Ordinary injuries are easy to treat, but all the internal organs are rotten into pieces, and there is really no way to do it.

Generally speaking, people have great fear when they die, and many people die with hideous faces. Dead people are very common in the army, and everyone is not surprised, but what people didn't expect was that Little Vicky actually died laughing and very peaceful under the prayers of the priests. Even when it was time for the burial, the smile on Vicky's face did not fade, and the funeral did not experience much sadness.

The priest said that the little Viggene was the God of faith and so he went to heaven. His body died, but his soul was immortal, immortal and immortal.

Those who are soldiers will inevitably have to go through this one day. Those who used to die were stiff and horrified, in stark contrast to Little Wiki. Many people who saw the burial of Wiki Jr., after the funeral, went to the priesthood to take refuge and believe in God the Father.

In fact, everyone says that they are not afraid of death, but how many people are really not afraid of death?

Even gods can die, and they are afraid of death, let alone mortals.

The process of taking refuge is also very simple, it is nothing more than recording a name and some information, and then paying two silver coins to receive a silver cross. The priest also said that the cross is just a symbol, and it doesn't matter if you lose it, as long as you still believe in the Father in your heart, you are a believer, you will be protected by the Father, and you will be able to go to heaven after death.

Two silver coins were not much, and many of them paid and became believers.

"Boss, why don't you get one too?"

Rosie patted his chest, and the man looked like he took it for granted, and he smiled with a wink.

"I've also heard that as long as I believe in the Father, pray and repent earnestly, the Father will send down miracles and let me have divine powers!"

Rosie looked at him with a smile, "Then you have to work hard, and then the life and death of our team will depend on you." ”

He patted his chest, "Look at me!"

After resting for two days, the army was mobilized again, and Toste drew 100,000 men to remain on the flanks, ready to attack at any time those who were going to encircle and suppress the fishermen who were watching from the wall, while the rest continued to fight Huite. Huite also transferred some people, but not as many as here, only 30,000 people.

The two sides collided again and fought fiercely.

Rossi was appointed to the position of captain of a brigade, and the warriors who fought his way through the bloody road with him were all assigned to his command, and a few more people were added to give him an official position.

The clergy also officially entered the army, but were only responsible for treatment and psychological counseling in the rear, and did not directly participate in the battle.

But even so, it brought great pressure to Huite.

There were soldiers in front who were injured, and they were immediately dragged back by the people behind and sent to the back for treatment. After the treatment was completed, he put on his armor and sword again, and rushed forward again.

This kind of war of attrition, which can save the wounded at any time, is completely like opening a cheat.

As for those who want to take advantage of the opportunity, they may know that there is no advantage to take advantage of, and it has not reappeared.

The battle lasted for three days, and on the evening of the third day, the Huite side raised the white flag and surrendered.

In fact, they can hold on for a while longer, and the reason why they give up directly is factors outside the battlefield.

The god king Huite was killed in battle, the god of war was crucified on the chariot, the god of power ran away, and a few low-level gods ran away, and the other main gods were all destroyed!

At this moment, Huite doesn't have to continue to fight, and there is no need to fight.

The people above are all dead, and they have no reason to fight, in case the gods of Jerut are unhappy and take matters into their own hands, they really can't cry.

This war is over, but it has opened the prelude to the melee in the entire Southern Regions.

In less than ten days, a dozen or so forces declared war on each other, and some of them united together, quietly waiting for the opportunity.