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"What?"

The guy who rushed over was out of breath, and his anxious expression made Count Yashan frown: "Could it be that the enemy is coming?"

"Bo, Lord Count is right! it is a large wave of enemy troops, no, it is the bandits...... It's coming here! No, I mean, there's a whole bunch of armed bandits, preparing to attack Pompeii! they're already heading here! It's still two or three miles from the city......" The poor companion took a few gulps, but coughed again,

"What did you say, bandits?"

Unexpectedly, the Dawn priest suddenly became nervous, and he let out a shout that was not inferior to that of a woman, almost startling the Count of Ashan, who was standing beside him!

With a shout, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the collar of the retainer, and roared in a series of shouts: "How many are there? Are they banner-provoking? Is it cavalry or infantry?"

The faint golden halo on his body seemed to dissipate with his excitement, and the count noticed that the loose and neat robe was wrapped in a fat man, and his face was like a bean, almost sunk into the tight, greasy fat, except for a large red nose...... The scarlet lips reminded the Count of the grilled bratwurst from yesterday's dinner.

"It should be...... It should be cavalry, without a banner...... They were now advancing from the southwest, and we had closed the gates, so ......" was dumbfounded, apparently not making out who it was, but the fat man's ornate robes and fierce voice frightened him, and he stammered in response, but was thrown to the ground.

"What are you doing with the gates, stupid...... Hmph, you guys get ready. Let's get out of here now!" The fat priest snorted and turned to the Count: "Please open the gate to the north, Lord Earl, what we need to inform you has basically been communicated, so we need to leave here immediately." ”

"Huh?" the strange and abrupt request made the Count stunned.

"I'm just here to announce the will of the temple and remind you of the demonic rampant, this ...... Banditry and other things are not under our jurisdiction, and the holy warriors here are all elites selected from the temple, and if there is a loss, it will be difficult for me to explain it to the Illyrian side, this. It's better to let us leave in advance. The fat man said impatiently.

"Lord Priest, this ...... You're worrying too much, well, Pompeii isn't a fortified city, but it has two thousand defenders. plus the people of the city, even if there are ten thousand besieged by armies. We can also support it for a month or two. It will not be broken all at once, and there will be no problem in holding on and waiting for reinforcements, but if you are let go, on this plain, your small group of men and horses will have no cover. Of course, all of your subordinates are warriors with one enemy to hundred, but against a large group of bandits, the odds are not high...... No, in case something goes wrong. Something regrettable may arise. ”

The other party's answer made His Excellency the City Lord angry and amused. I can't help but ridicule this priest in my heart for being fat as a pig but cowardly as a mouse, and a group of bandits and robbers scared him so out of shape, but without a little common sense - if there is really a large group of bandits at this time, you will only die faster if you escape from the city!

But the identity of the other party is special, even if he is ridiculed in his heart, he doesn't dare to show anything on his face, so he can only endure it hard, and then search his intestines and stomach, and try to comfort him gently:

"Lord Priest, in fact, I can understand your cautiousness, but what's more, near Pompeii, is my jurisdiction, not to be contemptible boasting, there have not been more than 100 bandits in the past few decades, not to mention bandits and bandits, they are just a group of temporary gatherings, and there is no combat power at all, let alone attacking the city. ”

"What do people like you know!"

The fat priest's voice was high and high-pitched, almost like a crowing rooster!

However, he immediately reacted, and now he was not talking to his subordinates, so he snorted, but his voice still resounded throughout the audience: "If it was really just some bandits, do you think I would care so much? Even these holy warriors under my command can easily sweep away thousands of bandits! But Lord City, I'm afraid that the empire has been peaceful for a long time, and you are too comfortable and don't know the latest battlefield situation, right?" Do you know that the evil country of Tumenis may be the culprit behind colluding with the demons this time to create this kind of abnormal teleportation spell on the entire Big 6!"

Either the volume of the hallucination-like explosion at close range, or the demons he said conclusively evoked people's associations, and everyone couldn't help but hold their breath at this moment as he continued to shout:

"And with the help of the power of these demons, when everyone can't use the teleportation array now, they can use the teleportation spell at will and go anywhere in the Big 6! For any town to raid at will! Do you remember how much damage that evil army called the Demon Wolf caused in the empire two months ago? I can sue you! Their best trick is to disguise themselves as bandits, or even the Imperial Guard, to paralyze the city defenders everywhere, and once they succeed in deceiving, what will follow is the looting and killing of the city!"

"This ...... Priest, you are saying, you are saying...... Contemptible, I'm really careless about this......"

Earl Ahsan was dumbfounded, to be honest, what this fat man said really made some sense, the things that the Demon Wolf Legion did in the empire were well known, and after this short period of spreading, the more exaggerated it was, but it made it impossible to guess the truth of it, it was said that their armies were everywhere, people and animals were not left, and even the cities were burned to ashes, and it was indeed said that there were cannibalistic demonic monsters among them...... If what the priest said is true, those damned Tumenians aren't really human?

Shocked in his heart, he hurriedly thanked him, and at the same time ordered the people around him to strictly order the city guards to strengthen their defenses.

"Mother, didn't you say that the holy warriors of the Temple of Dawn are all brave and fearless, why is that fat old man so timid? Are they really priests and holy warriors of the Great God of Dawn? What a cowardly ......" Hearing that someone was attacking the city, seeing that the lively crowd was chaotic, they began to prepare to go home to hide, but in the chaos, a sharp children's voice seemed to attract special attention.

"Bastard! Which spy is talking nonsense here, catch me and cut off my head!" The fat priest was already furious in an instant: "Daring. It's really the opposite! It's the other way around! How dare you slander the great Lord of the Dawn!"

The movement of the crowd froze for a moment, and they all turned their heads to stare at the man who had spoken—a short girl, with thin hands and feet, a small black face, and a patched robe, all of which were the most common commoners, and she was standing there with a frightened and bewildered expression, probably not knowing what fate was about to befall her.

"I'm sorry, Reverend. No, please spare her!" The silence lasted for a few breaths, and a man and a woman rushed out of the crowd, hugged the child, and fell to their knees together. Crawling on the ground, a stack of voices began to beg for mercy.

"Your Excellency, Lord of the City. You're really going to have to manage your civilians. Or I have to say, this place of yours is worthy of being in a barbaric place, where the wisdom of the people has not yet opened, and there are many people. ”

The priest snorted, ignoring the kneeling family, and just spoke to Ahsan.

Count Ahsan was stunned. He could scarcely understand what the priest meant, but he vaguely guessed that it meant that the civilians of his place lacked manners—and he didn't know what to say for a while, and even he felt that the fat priest in front of him was a little too unprepared. It's actually a real thing with a civilian child, but the problem is that the identity of the other party is really not something he can accuse, so after hesitating, he had to fire at his subordinates: "Go and get rid of all those bastards who are watching the fun!

But he apparently underestimated the fat man's unyieldingness.

"Wait, Lord Count. You're a little too kind, aren't you?"

"Huh?"

"Hmph, if it's about my personal slander, it's not a big problem, I'm a big-hearted person, just laugh it off, but this little ghost is disrespectful to the Dawn Temple! This kind of thing, is it okay to just drive them away?" The fat priest snorted coldly, making the Count a little dumbfounded:

"That'...... How are you going to punish them?"

"Burning at the stake! Only at the stake can burn this evil and purify the soul of sinners!"

The fat priest's fat face squeezed out a cruel expression and waved vigorously. Then the man and woman, who were apparently the parents of the little children, cried out in a terrible manner: "O priest, please forgive her, forgive us...... Our family is devout and believes in the Lord of the Dawn...... Please, be gracious!"

The blood on the foreheads of the three members of the family quickly stained the sand, and the sound of the bumper made Count Ahsan swallow, and he stared at the fat face in front of him, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Originally, this was just a small matter the size of a sesame mung bean, but this guy refused to let go of even a child's words, this amount of energy is simply incredible, and it is conceivable that if this matter is not handled according to his wishes, let him return to Illyria and say a few words of gossip in the aristocratic circle, no, before that, he will definitely go to the Marquis of Windsorton, or even the Duke of Richard, if this is not good, his title of third-class earl will probably accompany him for a lifetime!

But just because of this......, a little girl is going to be burned at the stake?

"Your Excellency, I think this is just an unintentional mistake of a child, and you don't have to take it too seriously, do you?" cursing a few words of cruelty to this damn fat man in his heart, the Count gritted his teeth and said tentatively.

"Well, well, since you have so earnestly requested, Lord Earl, I would not be too harsh. ”

Somewhat unexpectedly, the fat man snorted, and didn't seem to intend to insist on his opinion, but before the family who escaped the catastrophe understood, his next words made everyone stunned again: "The children are not educated, it is their parents' fault, so, I can spare this little ghost, but this matter can't be left at that!

Caning...... This word flashed through everyone's thoughts, making their hearts cold for a while, and they couldn't help but tremble.

Imperial whipping was one of the most common punishments used by nobles, but the whip used was not an ordinary horse whip, but a six-foot, or even nine-foot long leather whip, depending on the technique, it could be light or heavy. The wounds from the braided strips of leather were all burrs. If the medical treatment is not in time, it is easy to purulent and dripping, and the high fever will not go away. Even if you don't die, you can easily become crippled. Normally, even a sturdy soldier would not be able to withstand fifteen lashes, let alone the civilians of these cities.

"This ...... Reverend, isn't this...... Or is it a bit heavy? You know, there's not much food in my territory. The commoner is not so strong, fifteen lashes down, but it is a ...... to die" The Count couldn't help but speak again, but this time, it was clear that the fat priest didn't want to give him face again.

"Lord of the Castle. As a nobleman, kindness is a fine quality. But excessively benevolent. It doesn't do you the slightest benefit in governing your territory. He sneered: "For these people, the most effective way is to let them know the pain, otherwise, they will never have a memory! Let me start now, let these untouchables know the majesty of the Temple of Dawn, not to be offended!"

"This ......"

Count Ashan's face twitched. I don't know if I should stop this crazy guy directly.

But before he could open his mouth, someone helped him

"Oh no......, Lord Count! They've breached the gates! they, they're ......."

"What?" the voice was like a big stick, and the earl's eyes darkened, "How is it possible? Isn't the gate closed? What are you all doing?"

But now it was evident that it was useless to pursue these things, and from the Count's position, one could even see that the two heavy gates of the castle were slowly being pushed open, and a standard of cavalry was rushing into the city!

"Bastard, quick, quick, get me out of here, go, go!" the fat priest was stunned, and then thundered, his chubby body struck up with astonishing agility, and in a few strides he got into the carriage, and roared.

More than two dozen holy warriors gathered around the side, and they all drew their long swords at their waists, and the shining holy light made the surrounding civilians who were at a loss subconsciously retreat.

"When there is danger, let the priest go first! How come you don't even understand this rule? Can you pariahs compare your lives to those of the messengers of the great gods? Bastards, are you your accomplices of the bandits who are here to block my retreat? Get out of here, or don't blame us for being rude! Get out of here, get out of the way!"

At the roar of the fat man, the carriage began to slowly increase, squeezing a path out of the crowd all the way, and rushing straight towards the west gate of the city!

What is this? Are these guys really the priests of the Lord of the Dawn? This is a bunch of filthy people...... It's just a scum that is inferior to even the most indiscriminate robbers and bandits!

"Bastard!"

The stunned Lord Earl looked at the collapsed door of his city at a loss, as well as his private soldiers who were gradually retreating, and the thieves who were becoming more and more clear, and then gritted his teeth and cursed!

But the carriage that had gone away had long since disappeared.

After leaving the carriage for more than ten miles, the more than 20 riders slowly stopped on a small hill.

Not far in front of them, a golden flame burned slowly in the air.

"What the hell do you want to do?" a sharp shout came from the golden flames!

It was originally a Qingyue voice, but now, it has a bit of metallic trembling, and when you hear it, people subconsciously want to cover their ears!

"What am I going to do. Isn't that clear to you?"

The carriage door opened, and the 'priest' stepped down, staring at the flames, his fat body trembling for a moment, and then shriveled down like ice in the flames, and his white robes were covered in darkness and finally turned to a deep black.

The Psychic Warlock raised his head and looked at the rising, but only a transparent golden cloud, and smiled indifferently.

"Iriel, I have already said that I will do whatever it takes to achieve my goal! Do you think I can't deal with your great Lord of Dawn? Maybe yes, but when it comes to publicizing public opinion and destroying your image, can you compare to CCTV in terms of the ability of the Lord of Dawn? I don't believe you can deal with things that the Central Propaganda Department can't handle!"

Jin Yanzhong's voice was silent

When this commotion passes, I am afraid that these people will not have any other feelings for the Lord of the Dawn than disgust, and the hatred of the ransacking of the city will obviously be superimposed on this disgust, and then more things will be fermented, such as hatred...... The city of Pompeii may not seem big, but it is the hub of traffic in several surrounding cities, and after a few days, this disgust will obviously spread with deliberate means, and everyone who sees this scene will serve as a witness to the spread to the surrounding cities, and at that time, even if the Temple of Dawn comes forward to clarify, this is probably meaningless.

"I can sue you, I won't stop, if you want to stop me, then you can try. But there's no point in using this mere means of communication, Ariel. The Psychic Warlock stared at the flame, his fierce gaze seeming to penetrate it, piercing into the distant void.

"Iriel. He said slowly, "I'll give you one more piece of advice, go and tell the Lord of the Dawn, whether it is a man or a god, it will soon appear, and it is not a pleasant thing to go against me, and if he can't fulfill my wishes, I don't mind at all, and let the world go crazy." (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!)