"I've verified, Lord Edwell, that passage is still passable." The old Suzi said excitedly.

"When I capture the royal capital, I will explain your merits to the Pope." Edwell nodded, and then explained to the bewildered bishops.

Few people know that in order to avoid losing the battle for the throne and ending up dead, the eldest prince Harold deliberately dug a secret passage under the royal capital.

The entrance is in a deep well in the slums of the royal capital, while the exit is in the dense forest of the West Gate.

Only the eldest prince and a few trusted cronies knew about it.

It's a pity that the timing of those evil god believers to capture the royal capital was too sudden, and the eldest prince was intercepted by two teams of musketeers on the way to the secret passage, and even the people and guards died in the random guns.

Only Suzi was ordered to guard the exit, and he escaped.

Hearing this, the bishops present realized that Edwell had already taken countermeasures, and today's noon offensive seemed to be fierce, but in fact it was just a test of what difficult methods those evil god believers had.

"Poulsen, you will lead a group of secret guards to infiltrate the royal capital and wait for my orders!" Edwell spoke again.

"Yes, I will obey the will of the Lord!"

Poulsen replied respectfully, and all previous doubts about Edwell's unfavorable command were swept away.

The Dark Guard is a special force carefully cultivated by the Holy See, and unlike the Divine Punishment Army and the Griffin Knights, they are also capable of being the best killers and spies.

There have always been voices within the Holy See that the existence of the Dark Guard has tarnished the sanctity of the Lord, but Poulsen is not the old stubborn of the old school, and sometimes it is necessary to use some shady means to deal with the insidious and cunning cultists who master strange witchcraft.

The strongest fortresses are often breached from within!

After agreeing on a plan to capture the royal capital, the bishops discussed how to deal with the new weapons of the wizards and minimize casualties.

"These weapons, while powerful, take some time to operate and prepare. I've observed that muskets that can be held in their hands shoot at intervals of about a minute, except that they shoot in multiple sections, creating a continuous attack, while the more powerful cannons are about half a minute apart......," one of the cardinals said with a solemn expression.

Such a long interval was undoubtedly a huge flaw, and if there was no barrier from the city wall, they only needed to use magic to protect thousands of cavalry, and forcibly rush over, and they could easily achieve victory.

In addition, judging from the style of weapons, the melee ability of these musketeers should not be strong, and some bishops even arrogantly believe that only 800 divine punishers are needed to kill tens of thousands of musketeers on the city walls.

"During the day they have a wide field of vision, and if they are able to use the full power of these weapons, we may be able to fight at night, and these new weapons, no matter how powerful, are in vain......," suggested one of the cardinals.

This is undoubtedly another of their strengths.

Whether it is the Divine Punisher Army or the Griffin Knights, with the help of their own divine arts, they can see in the dark and exert their combat ability that is not inferior to usual.

But their enemies may not be!

"Very good plan!" Edwell said appreciatively.

It's not practical to find a way to crack it in such a short period of time, but they can avoid the enemy's strengths and exploit their weaknesses.

"Well, let's set it in five days!" Edwell decided.

Five days?

Poulsen thought about it, and that should be just when reinforcements arrived.

……

For the next few days, the tens of thousands of troops of the Holy See were surrounded outside the city, and there was no movement except for those griffin knights who flew over the royal capital from time to time to carry out routine raids.

While Lynn was busy with the development of new firearms, he did not neglect the investigation of intelligence, and arranged a whole team of musketeers to keep an eye on these people's every move with binoculars, and let some psionic wizards control some inconspicuous small animals to see if they could sneak into the other party's camp to listen to some news.

However, their enemies are obviously extremely experienced, and the entire camp is wrapped in magical barriers, whether it is birds or beasts, as long as they are contaminated with magical power, they will be recognized as they pass through.

Even a few gopher-drillers that Lynn personally controlled were dug out of the ground, which was terrifying, and in the end he had to settle for the next best thing, probing from afar, assisting the musketeers in their reconnaissance work.

"Aren't magic and magic the same thing? Why can they easily tell the difference? Lynn was puzzled, and after learning the beginning and end of the birth of the Holy See, this doubt lingered in his mind.

"I don't know much about this, I'm afraid only the elders know the inside story." Raphael shook his head hesitantly, then looked down at the two pieces of information in his hand.

Whether it's the musketeers looking through binoculars or the psionic wizards manipulating living things, the news is very consistent.

In the past few days, the crusading army of the Holy See has been cutting down trees in the dense forest outside the city and making new siege equipment, and they are in full swing, and there should be no intention of attacking in a short time.

"So we can rest for a while." Raphael slowly breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that in the last engagement, they did inflict heavy losses on this crusading army, and established a certain deterrent, so that they did not dare to act rashly.

Of course, it's also possible that Edwell feels that they are a tough bone and plans to wait for reinforcements to arrive.

"It's better not to let your guard down!" Lynn doesn't agree with Raphael's judgment, sometimes the calmer it is, the more undercurrents surge.

"By the way, can we also do the same as them, and make a magic barrier that covers the whole city?" Lynn suddenly asked, this is undoubtedly a good way to prevent being attacked, and it can save them a lot of things.

"This ...... I'm afraid it's not easy. Raphael shrugged helplessly, the area of the royal capital is too large, dozens of times larger than the camp set up by the Holy See's crusade army, and the consumption of mana will definitely be an astronomical amount, even if they join forces, I am afraid that they will not be able to support it for long.

It's not a way to use the magic stone reserve to hold on.

Wizards are not like priests and bishops, who shout a few words of appreciation at the top of their voices to get the help of the false god.

(End of chapter)