The citizens and guards poured out of the city like a rushing tide of rage.

At first, the noble soldiers outside the city were very happy. They were reluctant to fight the defenders in the narrow streets, after all, in that kind of place, if a few citizens who did not know whether they were alive or dead, hiding in the attic and firing crossbows, the soldiers would suffer a lot of casualties. In addition, there are some monks and nuns in the city, all of whom have noble relatives, and if they are injured by mistake, it will not be easy to deal with. The soldiers were ordered to arrest the heretic Tom, take him to an Inquisition outside Ivangorod, and kill him if he resisted.

Before the gate was opened, the soldiers outside the city noticed the strangeness, because the gate seemed to be pushed out by the people inside, and the gate was squeezed and deformed, as if there were countless people pushing it inside. For a moment, the soldiers thought that the inhabitants of the city were tinkering with some weapons of war. The Salanders have a kind of arrow cart that can fire more than sixty broken arrows at a time, and also emits foul-smelling smoke, which is difficult for the inhabitants to do if they have such a devil's weapon. But when the gates were finally opened, the soldiers outside the city breathed a sigh of relief, and they saw a crowd of citizens armed with pitchforks and inferior spears, and many refugees with sticks and stones, and occasionally some well-dressed guards and soldiers, but the guards were few in number, and were carried forward by the surging citizens, and there was no formation at all.

The noble soldiers, summoned by several cavalrymen, formed a thin line of defensive positions, with only three or four soldiers in one column, or even less. Among these soldiers, those with shields and those wearing chain mail stood in the first row. Behind them were poorly armed soldiers armed with spears. A group of about twenty horsemen ran to the left end of the position. Lined up in a small wedge-shaped queue, they were ready to wait until the townspeople ran headlong into the line of soldiers. Repeatedly attacking the citizens' armament from the flanks, the citizens will think that they are being besieged from all sides, and chaos will occur immediately.

The only thing that puzzled the noble soldiers was that the black and oppressive inhabitants rushing out of the city gate seemed to be endless, and in such a case, there must be soldiers driving them behind the citizens, or even killing the citizens who dared to turn back, so that the citizens could rush out like this. It's easier to do that way. These citizens must have no fighting spirit, and once they meet the enemy, they will break away in fear. But the noble soldiers blew their trumpets several times to intimidate the townspeople, but to no avail, and when the townspeople saw the soldiers who were waiting for them, instead of hesitating, they rushed forward with a cry as if they had seen a mortal enemy, and in a trance. It looks like the half-drunk berserkers of the Nords. What's even more puzzling is that there are still countless people crowded together at the city gate, waiting to get out of the city, how many people are in this monastery? What are these refugees crazy again? Death for a monastery that has nothing to do with them?

Fragile embankments, raging floods.

From a distance, it looked like a pitch-black and powerful thug grabbing a fluttering reed.

The two sides soon collided. The dull sound of the crash resounded throughout the entire battle line of the noble soldiers in a matter of seconds. The nobles' cavalry squad sounded their horns and prepared their cavalry to charge on the flanks. The sound of shouting and swords clashing came. But the voice was quickly drowned out, and the resounding of the city gates was the suppressed and majestic roar of the citizens' armed forces. Like black ants eating meat, the townspeople slowly bypassed the wings of the noble soldiers at both ends, and their spears, pitchforks, and sickles looked from a distance like fire-burned bushes in the mire, their roots standing upright, and the iron farming tools and weapons emitting a cold light.

The low cries of the citizens rang out one after another, "Kill them!" "Kill Fourier!" "Kill them!"

The cavalry squad of the nobles looked at the battle situation in front of them in great amazement, and it was no longer those noble infantry blocking the citizens, but their entire battle line was pushed back by these citizens. If it weren't for the fact that the citizens didn't know how to break through the tactics --- concentrate on attacking a little--- as long as the noble soldiers were torn open a gap, or the flanks were pressed back, then the entire noble soldier front would collapse. The noble cavalry blew their horns and charged in confusion, and at this time, there were still soldiers pouring out of the city gates? Could it be that this is Kalinin's trick to arrange Tom to lure the nobles to attack, and then ambush the soldiers to wipe them out? It doesn't look like it, Kalinin's soldiers are not so stupid that they don't even understand basic tactics.

The cavalrymen shouted and increased their momentum as they rushed towards the townspeople. A group of defenders mixed with archers and spearmen spotted the cavalry, and instead of fleeing, they immediately launched a counter-charge. There were no spears, no horses, no cavalry, and the townspeople charged with arrogance. Immediately a tributary branch of the black tide flowed towards the cavalry. One of the horsemen leveled his spear and aimed it at the citizen, thinking that the other party would run away, but the citizen actually raised his chest and rushed towards the tip of the spear, shouting something in his mouth, and the cavalryman did not hear the words clearly, and his arm shook, and the spear pierced the citizen's chest entirely, and before he could rein in his horse, his mount rushed into the dense crowd. The horses rushed into the crowd and knocked down many people, the sound of the horses' hooves breaking bones and desperate cries made the cavalry forget to draw his saber, and then, a pitchfork was plunged into his waist, then a spearhead, and then a sickle hooked into his thigh, the cavalry was pulled off his horse in a desperate howl, and in his last consciousness someone grabbed him by the hair and was slitting his neck with a blunt knife.

The cavalry squad flew into the hearth like dead leaves.

The noble soldiers' vision was obscured, and at this time only fear crept into their hearts, and they were pushed back step by step by the frantic crowd. The straight line had twisted into a curved shape, and if that damn cavalry didn't come to disperse some of the mob, it would be doomed.

Then the familiar sound of trumpets and horses' hooves sounded among the noble soldiers, and a cavalry approached. However, the cavalry came from behind them.

A noble soldier couldn't help but turn his head to see the time. A group of horsemen was charging towards their backs, and an old knight was holding a long sword. The sword light was like a river shining under the scorching sun, behind him. It's a group of cavalry charging silently '''

Within half an hour, the noble soldiers were routed and scattered and fled.

Even the pilgrims in their camp saw the fighting and began to rise up against the few soldiers who remained in the camp. Lone cavalry and soldiers with pilgrims in the field were surrounded and beaten to death by stones, stakes, ropes, fists, and even teeth.

The fleeing noble soldiers were chased like headless flies by an endless stream of burghers, refugees, farmers, and guards, who lost their way and did not know where to flee. What frightened these noble soldiers the most was that some of the guards would not allow them to surrender. After a group of noble soldiers laid down their arms, they were executed anyway. However, this was only an accident, and most of the defenders, after the surrender of the noble soldiers, only collected their weapons and handed them over to the peasants to be tied up. The chase lasted two hours, and the last of the noble soldiers, who had fled to the banks of the river, were routed by the cavalry of Taivi, and then immediately surrounded by the spearmen who followed, who had no choice but to abandon their weapons. Choose to surrender.

Seventeen of Innocent's guards were killed and many more wounded. More than a hundred civilians and refugees were killed and wounded, and the number of dead was only about fifty, most of them at the beginning of the attack on the soldiers' positions. Killed by noble soldiers. On the side of the noble soldiers, more than a hundred corpses were left on the battlefield, and the heads of more than twenty people did not know where they went; Half of the horses of the noble cavalry died. The cavalry were all dead, for they resisted so hard. and refuses to surrender; Fourier ran away, one of his guards in his armor and helmet resisting to the end. Only then was the head cut off by the Tavi Knight with a sword in the stone. Thinking that Fourier was dead, the people cheered loudly, but several serfs who had escaped from the Fourier family said that it was not Fourier, but his loyal illegitimate brother.

Night fell shortly after.

The bodies of the guards were laid out in rows in front of the church, while the priests and nuns chanted and their relatives wept. I was amazed that there were six women among the dead defenders, one of whom had been struck half of her face by the iron rods of the cavalry, one eye turned to mud, the other staring blankly at the sky, a good-looking woman, her broken head was filled with bread, wine, and flowers, and a heartbroken man took her hand and muttered to herself.

The noble soldiers, more than a hundred prisoners, were kept in warehouses, and the dead were piled up outside the city, and the townspeople refused to carry them into the 'Land of Angels'--- which was the name given to the monastery by foreign pilgrims--- fearing that their bodies would defile the sanctity of the place.

The battle was won, but the fear and pain it brought afterwards calmed down many men.

When Innocent once again confirmed the number of members of the Oak Knights to the citizens at the night's rally, he could not get the echo of the afternoon. Eventually, however, more than 500 men were sworn in to join the Oak Order. The death of more than fifty people, the defeat of more than three hundred well-armed noble soldiers who were invincible in the hearts of the inhabitants in the past, what is this if not the mercy of the angels? Many people claim that at the height of the battle, St. George rode a winged horse into the line of noble soldiers, and all the noble soldiers were killed wherever St. George passed. It is also said that the angel of the Annunciation appeared in the sky, and the souls of the dead immediately ascended to heaven in her company.

I remembered what Innocent had said about hundreds of soldiers who didn't need pay or food, and I couldn't help but admire him greatly. The fly in the ointment may be that he has no way to directly control the Knights.

The townspeople marched around the high platform where the Sword in the Stone descended, where the Tavi Knight used the Sword in the Stone to canonize the new knights of the day, the six bravest young men in the cavalry, four citizens, three refugees, and five Innocent warriors, all of whom were canonized as knights by the Tavi Knights. The knightly system in the west is a bit strange, unlike the boyar's title, which requires the joint protection of the great boyar, but only the canonization of any knight and the presence of enough witnesses. This makes the knight's status in my heart far less valuable than that of the boyar, because the birth of a knight seems to depend only on the virtue of another knight. And this virtue does not guarantee that the knight will become a loyal and elite warrior. The boyar system is much better. After all, it's much harder to control six big boyars at the same time than it is to buy off a knight. Although there are still many boyars in the boyars, most of the boyars who were born as civilians were soldiers who made great achievements on the battlefield.

The new knights were immediately given armor stripped from their captives, with oak coats of arms on their chests, and one of these knights was a Burke. After Innocent declared that the Oak Knights were the bulwarks and ramparts of the Eastern Church, the warriors of God, and the sword of angels, they all declared their acceptance of the teachings of the Eastern Church.

This is the Knights of the Eastern Church, although it looks like a copy of the Knights of the Western Church, but the citizens do love this Order from the bottom of their hearts: after all, this Order of Knights was born from among them.

The boiling cheers continued for most of the night, and I waited for him in the conference room of Innocent. It was only in the second half of the night that he arrived tiredly.

"Congratulations, Tom."

"You should say, 'Congratulations, Lord Innocent.'"

"Selling fame and reputation. The Order has just been formed, and you can't wait to call yourself like a bishop? ”

Innocent twisted his sore shoulders and said helplessly, "Tom's name is really unlucky." I don't know who spread my name here, but those women had illegitimate children, so they all named Thomson. All kinds of hints are good things I did. In this case, do you really want me to admit that I really gave birth to a dozen babies? ”

"Is it yours or not?"

Innocent's eyes looked to the upper left corner for a moment, "Probably not." Most of the time is not right. Then he saw the deans and the knight of Tavi enter, and cleared his throat, "All right. Victor, that opportunity to spread miracles you are talking about. What is it? ”

The two deans sat at a table, and the hands of the Tevi knight were still shaking. Innocent and Tevi were still a little interested in listening to me. But the dean's face was frosty, and she didn't seem to believe in any chance I had.

It is difficult to convince Innocent, he is the most cunning and treacherous man I have ever met, and he can only be tempted by profit, which is too small to justify miracles, and to use something else; I don't know anything about that dean, I'm going to find a nobleman to ask her about her details" ''Forget it, it doesn't matter who she is, I won't stay in Vicchia for too long; The knight of Taivi, who seems to be a true knight, must be warned of the deadliest danger if he cannot be persuaded by the teachings of the knight.

"Do you know Bishop Philip?" I asked Innocent.

"The Bishop of the Riverlands?" Innocent couldn't remember this man.

The female dean added to Innocent, "His ancestors were Wikibians living in Zhivadin, and he came to this side of the mountain at a young age. He grew up in the abbess of the White Harbor Monastery and later studied at the Evangelodes Theological Seminary, where he became a priest, then vice-rector there, then abbot. Later, at the invitation of the Lepning family, he served as abbot of Riverland for twelve years, and was later nominated as vicar and then bishop of Riverland. ”

This woman must have been born into a nobleman, what is she doing here.

"Yes." I said to Innocent, "This is a martyr of the Eastern Church. After the patriarch was kidnapped by the Berks, the Berks intended to support him as the new patriarch, but he was unwilling to be someone else's puppet. He stayed in Riverland all these years, never leaving and not compromising. After some other bishops had taken refuge in the Berkes, Philip excommunicated them. Now, the bishops of the Eastern Church, except for the puppet in Little East Lake City, are all willing to obey his orders. ”

Innocent looked at the female dean, who nodded slightly.

"What do you want to say?"

"I would say that Bishop Philip hated the Burkes to the core. He once told me that if there was any sin he was going to hell, it was that he always maintained an endless abomination, an abomination of the Burkes. ”

"So what?"

So Philip is now very dissatisfied with almost every prince of East Vekia, because these princes will only kill each other, and will not unite against the Burkes. Of course, there is only one person whom he admires and calls him a friend. ”

"Who are you talking about?"

"Giovanni, Prince of Valan."

"It can't be."

"When Giovanni and I traveled to Riverlands, we visited Philip personally." I pulled a letter out of my bosom and handed it to Innocent. "This is Giovanni's handwritten letter, when I slipped out of Varankov. He secretly handed it over to me. This is a letter to Philip written for you. If Philip had heeded the letters, he would have persuaded the other bishops. Jointly recommend you to become a bishop. ”

"The bishop of Xiaodonghu City has already been decided."

But Valankov didn't. Varykov has always been a bishopric, and the Ivangorod Council has always tried to belittle Varankov and make its bishopric dependent on the parliament. But to put it another way, Ivangorod recognises a bishop here without touching anyone's interests. It's going to make things a little easier. ”

Innocent's brow furrowed suddenly, and then he looked the letter up and down, "Can I take a look?" ”

"Please."

Innocent quickly finished reading the content and handed it to the female dean, who browsed it. Knight Tavi continued to read.

"Victor," Innocent said after a moment's thought, "take your kindness and leave." I defeated three hundred noble soldiers, but not three thousand. ”

"I didn't let you crush them." I explained, "Arrive there, protect Prince Valan's soldiers, and wait for the pioneers' ship to pick them up. You just need to defend, you don't need to attack. ”

"Please tell me, Victor. In what name should I help Prince Valan? ”

"Ending the Civil War in East Wikia." I answered him. "With the exception of Kalinin's puppet, all the bishops were clamoring for an end to the civil war, but none of the nobles rose up to respond. But this is on the minds of most Wikibians, who have been afflicted by plague and famine. They needed a man who was strong and fair to end the fighting between the brothers of the Eastern Church. You have the support of the leaders of the Eastern Church, you have a Knighthood, you have an Angel Knight, you have a sword in stone, and you are separated from the bishop by a barracks. Philip is blind. But no one could inherit his ambition. At this time, if a person stands up. End the civil war, and perhaps one day call on the prince to drive out the Berks from the Riverlands. You will become Philip's heir. ”

"You can't build a barracks there." Innocent returned the letter to me, "And I've offended enough nobles." ”

He stood up and left.

The female dean was the second to leave.

Knight Taivi didn't walk away, "Victoria, has the Eastern Church ordered the civil war to stop?" ”

"Every prince received an order from the church. But no one listened. ”

He thought for a moment, then staggered to his feet, "Unfortunately, there's nothing I can do. ”

"Tavi Knight," I said to him, "you should help yourself. ”

"What?"

"If you miss this opportunity, will you have another chance to reconcile with the nobles?" I said to him, "In the civil war, if no one stands up for the Church, then in the future the Eastern Church will be reduced to a vassal of the parliamentary aristocracy." Will the nobles recognize the miracles that filled them with shame? Can Dean Innocent still retain the position of Dean? What about you? Angel Knights, if the church ends up being run by the nobles, do you think they will think you are the Angel's Sword or the Satan's Blade? I hope you will persuade the dean to change his decision. ”

"I'm afraid I won't be able to convince Dean Innocent."

"Oh, that's easy. Tell him what I have just said, and then tell him one of my judgments: if he does nothing, then both he and you will suffer, and the deans will benefit from it and become the only deans here. Having said that, in today's battle, whether it is won or not, the dean will benefit: if she loses, Innocent will be captured, but she is not necessarily, now that she is victorious, she has not offended any noble, and everyone will only blame Innocent. ”

"You're trying to drive a wedge between the two deans." Tevi Knight's face was displeased.

"I'm just saying what I saw. If you can convey something to Dean Innocent, please pass it on! ”

"The two deans will never be enemies."

"One monastery, two abbots, then they will always be enemies!" I said to the knight of Tavi, "But a bishop and an abbot can keep friendship forever." Isn't it obvious to knight Tavi? ”