Glory Riding and Cutting

The missionary stretched out his palm to support the believer's shoulder, and he calmed down, and then said:

"Don't get excited, my fellow believers, they are just stubbornly resisting. The seemingly wise choice has actually ruined themselves. They have chosen a dead end for themselves. Facts will prove that these brutal oppressors are nothing more than a group of They will eventually be reduced to ashes under the flames of God to pay for their sins.

Friends, take care of this place, the omniscient and omnipotent God has issued new instructions, showing us the way, and soon, they will come out and beg for mercy! "

After finishing speaking, the missionary left here, leaving only a part of the believers here to guard, preventing them from escaping.

The garrison in the city has been completely disintegrated. In order to prevent riots and people with ulterior motives from taking advantage of the opportunity to smash and loot, the missionaries organized a group of believers who seemed to have some combat effectiveness to act as a temporary garrison. Some of them were middle-aged men, of course, there were many of their own people mixed in, and they held the city wall in their hands, sealing the city up.

The nobles in the basement hoped that the soldiers sent to other territorial cities for help would bring back the reinforcements to rescue them, and kill the mob by the way, but they were destined to be disappointed, because what happened in this city was not special. , Such rebellions have occurred in many areas throughout the Northern Kingdom, and they all succeeded with the efforts of Kemira and the agents.

Therefore, the places they sent to ask for help were already too busy to take care of themselves. There was no way to rescue them, and the messengers he sent were nothing more than sheep entering the tiger's mouth.

At night, piles of wood and barrels of oil were carried to the entrance of the basement, and then the missionary personally arranged the wood with the believers, poured the oil on the wood, drew a line of fire, and used a torch With the ignition wire, the oiled wood burned rapidly, and then emitted billowing smoke.

The missionaries took the believers with big fans made of plantains and fanned the wind vigorously, driving the thick smoke into the basement. Through the gap of the iron gate, the thick smoke spread quickly, not to mention that the sky is also beautiful tonight. , the wind was facing the entrance of the basement, which accelerated the spread of the dense smoke.

The soldiers on duty at a distance of two meters inside the gate smelled the smoke for the first time. One of the soldiers covered his nose and said:

"Ahem, what is this thing, where did the smoke come from?"

"It's bad, these mobs are trying to choke us to death with thick smoke! Go and report to your lord!"

The other soldier obviously had more experience, so he reacted immediately, and then dragged the coughing soldier into the room quickly.

"My lord, those mobs lit a fire at the door and blew in the thick smoke, trying to choke us to death, what should we do?"

"What, it's so vicious!"

The lord was a little startled. In fact, he didn’t blame them. Most of the nobles in the basement were pampered and pampered. Those who were capable followed Mayweather’s expedition, and they were used to being at ease. He has been idle since he was a child, and basically didn't study much, so he doesn't have much military literacy. If the knight killed by Kemira was still there, he would never agree to take refuge in this basement, unless his opponents can't find them.

Although this basement has ventilation and drainage, but the efficiency is very underground, so it has nothing to do with the normal natural weather, but no matter whether the enemy is attacking by fire or using the low-lying terrain to flood the basement, there is only one exit. It was a place of death, and their only choice was to open the door and break through.

Therefore, avoiding here is not even as good as in the hall where they had a meeting. Although there is no iron gate, the enemy can only attack from the gate. If the preparation is proper, these soldiers can still support it for a period of time.

The air flow brought by the small vents in the basement can at best prevent people from being suffocated, but there is no way to deal with such thick smoke. They all coughed violently.

"This won't work, cough, we, cough, must rush out!"

The lord coughed and said, and then ordered the soldiers to escort them out. Everyone wet their sleeves with water, covered their mouths and noses, and then ran forward with their waists down.

Outside the door of the basement, the missionaries had already led the believers to stand ready. They all held bows and arrows seized from the armory next to the city wall, and slightly opened them to point in the direction of the iron gate of the basement.

The iron gate was slowly opened, and the missionary immediately raised his hand to signal to the believers to get ready, and then when the first batch of soldiers rushed out holding their weapons, they were greeted with dense arrows. They never thought that the enemy had bows and arrows in their hands. They were caught off guard immediately, and several soldiers raised their shields to defend after being shot down.

But the shield that can only defend one side obviously cannot block the arrows coming from all directions, and there is no way to form a circle when walking out of the narrow exit.

This group of believers are basically touching bows and arrows for the first time, but they don't need how accurate their shots are, and where to compare the numbers, they just need to be able to draw the bow.

The nobles and soldiers had to retreat to the passage in the basement to avoid the arrows, but they still had to endure the smog and choking. Soon, they had to hang their white clothes on the spears as white flags and wave them out of the doorway. Get up, because the lord who has been hollowed out by the wine has already passed out from choking.

Looking at the raised white flag, the believers couldn't believe it. They actually defeated these nobles. The aristocrats who used to be high above seemed nothing special at the moment, but soon, they reacted and started to cheer.

Accompanied by the cheers of the believers, the unconscious lord was carried out, and other nobles also came out slowly. The soldiers were disarmed, and the nobles were suppressed with their hands tied behind their backs. One of the believers seemed to be with a The nobleman had a festival, and seeing the nobleman's face, he couldn't help raising the dagger in his hand.

But before he could cut down, a strong arm grabbed his sword arm, and he saw the missionary shaking his head at him.

"Teacher, this is the person who killed my father, let me avenge my father!"

"My brethren, do not be blinded by anger, if you cut it off, then how are you any different from these perpetrators?

They deserved their crimes and will eventually be judged, but we will not execute them. Soon, God’s messengers will come here to punish these sinners instead of us. At that time, you can all speak freely and tell them about the crimes they committed! "