Chapter 538: The Archbishop's Last Resort
Seeing this, the man on the side nodded, it was this kind of negotiating tone, two hundred and forty-one table, you add seven yuan to each table, and I will mix the chicken stew and mushrooms into sauerkraut stewed goose for you?
"Yes, but the disposal of those captives belongs to us, and you can't take care of so many people now." Big Bailey nodded.
"I can be buried alive." Yasuo said softly.
"Then Cornwall, you can catch it yourself." Big Bailey didn't back down.
"Okay." Yasuo thought for a moment and compromised, "You won." β
Big Bailey's face was overjoyed when she heard this, and then she ordered troops to arrest people.
"Crack! Syllable!
At the west gate of the imperial capital, Cornwall dragged the archbishop and ran out, followed by the old nobles and other princes, and the soldiers escorted behind stopped to resist from time to time, but were soon protected by muskets
"Down!" Just as a group of people had passed, a group of black-robed men rushed out, knocked down the guards who were holding Cornwall, and then grabbed the three princes and ran into the apostasy.
"Charles, you come back to me!" Cornwall, who was running ahead, saw Charles who was leaving, and shouted, but unfortunately the other party disappeared soon, and Carrick next to him hurriedly grabbed Cornwall, "Don't stop, they'll chase after you immediately!"
"Am I going to fail like this?" Cornwall sighed, and continued to run, only to find that the archbishop he was holding did not move.
"Godfather, you?" Cornwall's eyes widened when he saw this, could the godfather also abandon him?
"We can't just lose the imperial capital, we still have one last chance to turn the tables." The archbishop looked at Cornwall kindly, although he had his own ideas, they still felt after so many years of contact.
Pushing Cornwall's arm away, the archbishop shouted to the clergy who accompanied him, "Set up the Enlightenment Circle, prepare to summon the Wind Messenger." β
"Yes!" When a group of bishops heard this, they turned straight faces and hurried to the corner to prepare for the arrangement.
"The Godfather..."Cornwall almost burst into tears when he saw this, it was rumored that the Pope had the authority to authorize an envoy to the College of Cardinals, but that was used against demons and evil gods, if it was used here...
"I'm old and I don't have children, so you're just like my own son." The archbishop reached out and took off his ring and handed it to Cornwall, "There is another evil god in the city, if the mission fails, you will have a place to rely on outside with this." β
"Godfatherβ" Cornwall burst into tears at this moment, even when the emperor died.
"Crack! Smack!" Distant gunfire was approaching.
"Let's go, they don't dare to do anything to me, if I die, so much the better." The archbishop smiled, then pushed Cornwall away and walked into the corner, where white candles had been lit and the Holy Grail and Harp were arranged.
"Godfather!" Cornwall shouted, but was forcibly taken away by Carrick, and the pursuers could already be seen from behind.
Big Bailey led the men all the way to where they had just stopped, and watched the figures who had already left the city and ordered her men to continue the chase, and then she led her servants into the apostasy, where the prayer was not too loud.
They entered the apostasy corner vigilantly, and saw several clergy kneeling there praying, and the archbishop of the imperial capital standing in front of all the rao, chanting loudly.
"Smack! Smack!" The servants pointed their guns at the clergy, headshot after shot, until they hesitated when they pointed them at the archbishop and several bishops.
"I'll take care of a few of them." Big Bailey tugged at a brick in the street, trying to shut them up with this.
As if sensing the danger, several bishops who prayed with their eyes closed began to pray faster and faster, and when Big Bailey's bricks were about to slap into the head of one of the bishops, the archbishop opened his eyes suddenly, "The wind of the void will sweep away evil!"
"Smack!" The brick slammed at the bishop on the archbishop's head, and then Big Bailey kicked the bishop and the holy weapon on the ground in a row, and then told the servants, "Tie up and press into the palace." β
A group of servants hurriedly stepped forward to tie people up, and then escorted them out of the street, and in an instant, a feeling of palpitations suddenly came, and the sky seemed to be swept by the wind, and for a moment they all looked at Big Bailey.
"Don't worry about that, that's not what we should do." Big Bailey spoke, then looked at the musketeers who came running in from outside, and listened to their report, "Boss, Cornwall they have cavalry to answer them, and we can't catch up." β
"It's a pity." Big Bailey nodded when she heard this, "Go back to the palace." β
At this time, outside the imperial capital, a group of running cavalry gradually slowed down, they felt the breath of the wind, and Cornwall, who was riding on a war horse, and everyone looked back at the empty shadow rushing towards the imperial capital, and they couldn't help but get excited.
Then they saw that the shadow of the messenger was suddenly gone.
"What's going on? What about it? Cornwall rubbed his eyes and asked the crowd at the side.
Everyone shook their heads, and they were puzzled, when Harry coughed and said to Cornwall, "Let's go, I saw just now, the flying envoy seems to have been poked by a bird." β
"Birds?" Cornwall's face was full of surprise, and for a moment it seemed as if he had stopped thinking.
"Let's go, the imperial capital is too dangerous now, let's go back to recruit warriors, we may not be able to make a comeback." Carrick spoke up at this point.
"Okay." Cornwall nodded, he felt as if he hadn't slept well, he didn't have the strength, and his head wasn't very clear.
The crowd continued to flee westward.
To the east, somewhere in the dark jungle of the Dukedom of Ode, Charles's trio, who had rushed in with the intention of escaping smoothly, stood there awkwardly, and even the hundreds of heretics on the side had turned into sheep at this time, because they seemed to see something more ferocious.
Just now, when they fled along the traces, they saw the group of black-robed people kneeling and kowtowing in front of them, considering that the cultists in the heresy were all crazy, they wanted to take a detour, but at this time, a gust of wind blew, and then they saw an envoy descending, and with a bang, he pierced the center of their formation.
"Lord Melita, this should be the last reliance on the Cornwall side, our people are safe in the imperial capital." With his hands in his sleeves, the Bishop of Doom bowed his head and said to Melita.
"Doom God has established the matter with the others." Melita nodded when she heard this, and the high-speed flying envoy hit the crow, which is worthy of the church that even gods will be unlucky.
"Thank you so much Lord Melita." The Doom Sect Master said happily, "We will definitely do everything well in the future." β
Melita nodded, she glanced at the princess who pulled out the upside-down onion and combed her hair, then looked at Charles and the others, and pointed to a more secluded road, "If you pass by, you can walk over there." β
"Hmm." Charles was relieved when he heard this, and he looked back at his two younger brothers and the heretics, "Let's go!" β
In the Papal Palace, the Inquisitor looked at the Pope standing in front of the closed hive and sighed, "These guys have been getting bolder lately. β
"It's nothing, this is the only one I authorize, and it's the weakest."
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