"We cannot serve God and mammon, for what Satan has promised is in the principles of mammon." Father Sartre said.

Ambrosius nodded and continued to count his weapons as he spoke.

"Maybe a lot of innocent people will die."

"A time to kill, a time to heal. Sometimes we cry, sometimes we laugh, from the New Testament of the Bible, Grand Duke Ambrosius, you don't have to worry, follow your heart, that's God's arrangement. Father Sartre said.

Ambrosius was stunned, he didn't expect this exorcist to be like a confession priest.

"The Vietnamese didn't look down on us, we had all our weapons, a total of 70 pikes, 20 single-shot pistols, 10 revolvers, 2,000 rounds of ammunition... Anyway, the luggage and cargo we brought were all here, and they didn't seem to care at all what we had.

According to the Vietnamese, our opponent is a thousand men, but no one will guarantee that the devil will fulfill his promise, and we have to find a way to escape.

When I came here a while, I noticed that there was a river next to this temple, judging by the direction and the speed of the flow, it should be the Basha River, and if we followed the river south, we could return to Phnom Penh, where there were merchant ships of our friends from the French Church, and I hope they are still alive. ”

At this time, the doors of the temple were opened, and a large group of emaciated and terrified people were driven in by the Vietnamese officers.

Some of them were errant prisoners, some were Chinla people who opposed Vietnamese rule, and some were simply unable to pay their rents, and some of them were men and women, old and young, but most of them were unclothed.

Ambrosius and the others were not looking at some vicious prisoners, but more like a group of poor beggars.

The whips in the hands of the Vietnamese officers and soldiers kept dancing, and the crowd moved slowly.

A small leader of the Vietnamese military said.

"You lowly Khmers, prisoners! Now Zhang Ming said that the adults will give you a chance, as long as you can kill all the Xiyi in front of you, you will be free. ”

At this time, a tall and thin man in the crowd said.

"But they have guns."

The little boss kicks down a box full of sticks.

"These are your weapons."

What else did the tall and thin man have to say, he was pulled out of the crowd by the little leader and cut off his head with a knife.

"Whoever dares to talk more, just like him, hurry up!"

After all, there were a thousand prisoners, and Ambrosius had only 21.

At the beginning, there were a few people in the crowd who were desperate and ran forward from the group, but before they had run far, gunshots rang out from the opposite side.

Sympathy is sympathy, these people want to kill Ambrosius and his party, and they will not sit down and wait for death.

At this time, Westerners had a mysterious self-confidence, and the story of 168 Spanish men fighting 80,000 Inca natives and winning a great victory was widely spread, and the massacre of Indians by the United States was also rare in casualties.

The prisoners who were running at the front fell to the ground, and those behind immediately turned around and ran back.

At this time, the Vietnamese officers and soldiers who were pressing in the rear also raised their firearms, and fired indiscriminately at the people who ran back, and there was a scream in the crowd, and the living people continued to move forward.

Ambrosius's group shot accurately and deadly, but there were too many of them.

Watching the crowd approaching Ambrosius and his party, Zhang Ming's heart was extremely happy, and he hugged Queen An Mei next to him tightly and pointed to the battlefield below.

"Your little lover is about to be torn apart by your subjects, how about it, it's interesting! Hahaha~! ”

Zhang Ming said that although you are the second-class general of Vietnam and the actual controller of Zhenla, he is not satisfied, he wants to tear the earth and seal the king, just like Wu Sangui, he is willing to conquer Siam and be the king of Pingxi.

An Mei is an important step for him to obtain royal status, and he doesn't want to end up in the same family as King Pingxi.

Zhang Ming said that if he married the queen of Zhenla, he would be able to take over everything in Zhenla justifiably, and he could also remove the big trouble before the Northern Expedition for Emperor Mingming.

And the white man named Ambrosius in front of him must die, because Zhang Ming said that the queen and her sisters had a good impression of this man, and this foreigner must not be allowed to continue to get close to the queen and her sisters.

However, Zhang Mingjiao still underestimated the shamelessness of white people, and Queen Ambrosius was already pregnant with Ambrosius's child.

Of course, Queen An Mei is also selfish, she hopes that someone can bring strong reinforcements to save her country, and she has had enough of this kind of life under the fence.

And what Queen Amber didn't know was that before she became queen, Ambrosius had also bet on many sides.

Round after round of volleys, the prisoners who advanced in dense formations suffered huge casualties, and how fragile the flesh and blood looked in front of the bullets.

Those prisoners who were killed by rifles were fine, but those whose hands and feet were broken, or who were wailing on the ground with their stomachs clutched, were not so lucky, and they were soon trampled to death by the waves of people who rushed from behind.

And in the eyes of the fanatics of the church, the lives of the infidels are not fate at all. Brother Sartre smashed down a prisoner who rushed up with a hammer, not forgetting to sprinkle a handful of white phosphorus on his face and recite a incantation.

Exorcists bring white phosphorus, and it is normal to use white phosphorus.

Brother Sartre's physical and spiritual attack made the surrounding prisoners dare not step forward.

As a grenade the size of a landmine exploded in the crowd, the prisoners broke down and fled frantically in the direction of the gate, but what awaited them were the muskets and broadswords of the Vietnamese officers.

"Go back, go back! Can't you pariahs even make your master happy? ”

In fact, Ambrosius and his party did not kill many prisoners, probably only one-tenth of the prisoners, but this kind of team has no morale at all, they all follow the leader, and once the leader dies, the crowd will be chaotic.

The battle just now made Ambrosius see the turning point, and immediately went to find the box containing white phosphorus, which is a good material for making smoke bombs as Franz said, but I didn't expect these exorcists to bring this, which really helped a lot.

Zhang Ming, who was sitting on the top of the pagoda, was not in a hurry.

"Your Majesty, the show is about to begin, and when people's fears reach their limits, even muskets can't stop them."

The prisoner's team attacked Ambrosius and his party again, and this time Ambrosius and the others did not raise their guns to shoot, but took out some bottles containing white powder.

The prisoners were hesitant at first, but plucked up the courage to charge forward when they heard the shots behind them. However, as the men rushed closer, the bottles that had been thrown fell to the ground and exploded violently, igniting flames, accompanied by billowing smoke.

The smoke bomb made of white phosphorus temporarily, because the Vietnamese were the first time for this kind of thing, so the effect was outstanding, and many people thought that the foreign monk had cast a demon spell, and he cowered, and even the Vietnamese officers and soldiers behind were afraid.

People's fear of firearms is not worth the fear of the unknown, because people's fear of the unknown is deeply rooted in the blood.

However, before the prisoners could escape, white smoke enveloped them, not only over them, but over the entire Temple of No Return.

Gunshots were heard in the smoke, accompanied by the screams of the crowd.

Princess Ammei's heart had risen to her throat, and she silently prayed in her heart that Ambrosius would live, and for that she was willing to believe in any god she did not know.

Zhang Mingjiao frowned, because he also heard the coughing of the soldiers.

"It's not poisonous smoke." Zhang Ming thought about it, but fortunately, his position was high enough not to smell.

The soldiers of the Vietnamese military below also thought the same way, and avoided the choking smoke one after another.

When the smoke cleared, the gate was open, and most of the Vietnamese officers and soldiers at the gate were lying on the ground, while Ambrosius and his party disappeared out of thin air, and the prisoners in the temple could no longer suppress their fear and rushed towards the door when they saw the gate open.

Princess An Mei was thanking the gods and Buddhas of Mantian, and Zhang Mingjiao kicked a Buddha statue down with one kick and yelled at the group of Vietnamese officers and soldiers below who were at a loss.

"Why don't you chase it yet?!"

In order to avoid the suspicion of the number of water words, here is an explanation.

Exorcists carry white phosphorus, and the use of white phosphorus is routine.

Thank you for the reward of the book friend Shenzhou Buwu Tianxia Fengdao, the monthly ticket of the book friend ipwmumu and the quantum mechanics deity, as well as the support of all the officials.

In addition, there should be no recommendations for next week, so ask for some tickets and tips here to increase exposure.

Thanks thanks, thanks.

At the same time, the next chapter will not continue the content of Zhenla.

(End of chapter)