Chapter 894 Glory Holy City: How to Fight the Next Battle?
The Royal Army who tried to besiege, attack, and extirpate the city of Ostend was in bad luck.
After the Royal Army and Liulian City's army merged, they were finally able to obtain supplies. Of course, considering that it is difficult to travel on the sea, we have to make a big circle on land. Is this kind of supply...
It was just enough for them to set up camp and launch an offensive that was neither too violent nor too perfunctory.
There is no way, a large amount of supplies are being held in the city of Ostend. Led by Caleas City, the city lords and archbishops of the Sixth City will not pay for it from their own pockets to supply the royal army!
I will provide you with a batch of basic supplies, enough for a few days of food and drink. If you want more, they are available in Ostend. Please help yourself~~~
Duke Flamengo really has no choice. At this point, even if he doesn't want to fight, he still has to act like he's fighting.
At the very least, the people from the Glory Holy City were about to arrive. He couldn't be tied to the stake immediately on the day the Holy City messenger arrived!
"If I want to be burned on the stake, I will kill you first!" Duke Flamengo roared loudly in the military tent. Behind him, a level 15 Heavenly Knight stepped forward, silently holding his sword and looking in all directions:
The meaning is very clear. If we really want to go on a killing spree and kill these people, he, the highest combat power of the Duke family, is the physical guarantee!
The appearance of the Sky Knight is quite intimidating. The important difference between Sky Knights and ordinary knights is that they can stay in the air for a long time without relying on any special skills or special magic equipment. That is to say...
You run away, you run away, the Sky Knight is flying in the sky, he will find you and kill you in minutes!
Under the threat of powerful force, those soldiers who originally wanted to escape or mutiny pinched their noses and worked honestly. It's okay to work hard, it's okay to work but not to work hard, to stop working if you want, to run away, just dream!
There was no choice but to form a formation, semi-encircle the city of Oostende, and start a tentative attack.
Paddling across lakes, crossing ditches, and stepping through swamps (and drowned several people in the swamp). Finally arrived outside the city, and then received a blow on the head:
When did a trench appear here?
When did so many people hide in the trench? !
There is a row of fortresses behind the trench. From the holes in the fortress, a cold light shines, and a row of alchemical crossbows are shot out...
The Duke of Flamengo abandoned thousands of corpses and fled in disgrace. Only the necromancer hiding in the fortress was left, raising his telescope and drooling at the corpse from a distance:
Corpse!
Corpse!
So many corpses!
Unfortunately, the distance is too far and we cannot retrieve them all. Once we retrieve them, we cannot process them immediately and transport them back in large quantities...
The capacity of the space bag is limited!
Hey, I feel like I’ve lost 100 million! My heart hurts~~~
Unable to advance and unable to retreat, Duke Flamengo could only reorganize his army and establish an encirclement posture outside the city. Fight today, fight again tomorrow, look forward to the arrival of the troops of the Glory Holy City every day, like a cloud in the hope of drought...
Glory Holy City, Glory Holy City is making an earth-shattering noise. The Pope stood aloft and said nothing, and neither did the Grand Referee or the Head of the Holy Knights. The seven or eight cardinals below made a loud noise on the table.
The most excited people were not them, but a group of angry ascetic monks. Pressing the table with one hand, pointing forward with the other, the fingertips were about to poke the noses of the people in the tribunal:
"Use force, use force, use force! You know how to use force all day long! Whether they are Dutch or Ostend people, most of them are the Lamb of God! How mean are you to wield the butcher's knife at the lamb!"
"In the year of great disaster, God's people can't survive. Originally, they had to open up warehouses and do their best to provide relief to win over the people's faith and gratitude! Now it's better. Instead of providing relief, they will mobilize troops. Once troops are mobilized, there will be Consumption, whenever there is consumption, we must loot it!”
"This...Your Excellency..." A cardinal in black from the Tribunal said with an apologetic smile:
"When you walk in the Holy City, most of the people you see are people directly shrouded in glory. Perhaps you have never seen how cunning those Dutch people are... They only care about money and wealth. As long as you give them money, you will I would sell my soul to the devil..."
"Bah!" Another ascetic monk spat in his face on the spot:
"You speak as if no one has seen it before! Not to mention the Netherlands, the Hermon Peninsula, the New World, and even the Kingdom of Kent, I've traveled all over it! I've even been to Nevis several times!"
He stretched out his palm, turned it left and right, and thrust the two missing fingers of his right hand in front of the cardinal in black:
"The people at the bottom are all the same. They thank whoever gives them food, and they believe in whoever allows them to survive in the face of disaster! Look what is this? Well, what is this?"
Several cardinals in black from the tribunal looked at each other, but no one dared to say a word.
This ascetic monk was originally from the Inquisition. He was seriously injured during a mission, fell into the wilderness, and was discovered by two natives of the New World. He knew he was going to die, so he used his last strength to treat the injury of a native and passed out on the spot.
Unexpectedly, the natives repaid their kindness and desperately carried him out of the wilderness and back to the tribe. This ascetic monk spent a winter in the indigenous tribe, preaching the Lord of Light to the indigenous people every day, treating them, guiding them in training, and guiding them in identifying medicinal materials...
Finally, they were inspired to return to the glory of the Lord, and he himself became enlightened, left the inquisition, and became an ascetic monk. From then on, wearing linen clothes and a wooden staff, he traveled across mountains and rivers, treating and preaching to poor people.
In thirty years, he advanced from level 8 priest to level 18 in one go. His speed surpassed all the geniuses of the same period in the tribunal, and he was about to take over the mantle of the [Earthly Saint] and step into the realm of legend.
These two fingers were lost during that mission. Even though he had mastered the magic of regeneration, he still refused to let his fingers recover, saying that he wanted to always remember the revelation given to him by the Lord.
Such piety and achievements made the cardinals in black really dare not contradict him casually. A cardinal sitting in the back row just whispered:
"But rebellion must be suppressed——"
"Who forced them to rebel?!" The eight-fingered ascetic monk immediately turned his head and pointed at the person who spoke:
"Of the oil and water collected, a small part is used for fighting, and a large part goes into whose pocket, you people all know! - Saracon, do you have an extra manor on the outskirts of Avilia?"
"You are so slanderous!"
"I only care about the results!"
The ascetic elder, [Saint on earth] Monsignor Canino sat at the table with a sullen face, his face was at least two shades darker than the Pope's. The Pope had to cough slightly and spoke slowly:
"We are facing a formidable enemy. Now is not the time to pursue these matters. What we are going to discuss today is: First, does the strategy against the Netherlands need to be adjusted?"
"need!"
"unnecessary!"
Several voices answered at the same time, and then, both sides of the long table glared at each other. The Pope paused the wooden stick in his hand:
"Speak slowly one by one. - Say it is necessary, why is it necessary?"
He glanced at the ascetic monk sitting under Elder Canino, bowing slightly and saluting his superior. He spoke softly, his voice was like singing, and it was intoxicating:
"Wherever the light shines, there are the people of the Lord of Light. As shepherds, we should fulfill our responsibilities, lead them to rich pastures, give them clean drinking water, and drive away wolves and poisonous snakes for them. Unless they Escape from the pasture, or else, don’t whip them without reason.”
"But they have been seduced by poisonous snakes." Across the long table, a priest in black said coldly. The ascetic monk didn't even raise his eyelids:
"The Lamb of God is weak, that's why we, the shepherds, are needed. However, treating those lambs the same way we treat hungry wolves and poisonous snakes is tantamount to forcing them to grow hard horns and hooves, or even... Drive them out into the hands of the devil.”
"The people of God are the foundation of the church." Another priest, wearing a white robe with gold trim and many embroideries on it, spoke next:
"I initially agreed with the use of thunder because I thought it could drive out the devil lurking in the Lamb in the short term. But now, God's people have suffered too much... They should be accepted, comforted, and led back to the right path. .”
"If they had not rebelled, I would also agree to readmit them. However, the Dutch have raised the flag of rebellion and openly turned to heretics and heretics. The Lord's thunder and blade must hit the rebels. of!"
"The Lord said: I see that this city is full of filth, and the people in this city are rebellious and evil. I will send down fire and brimstone to cleanse this city." The Pope recited the classics and slowly made a conclusion:
"If you have suffering and pain, you can come to church to pray, and you can pray to God. However, openly raising the flag of rebellion, or even colluding with heretics and tolerating heretics, is a great disrespect to the Lord. It is impossible for the Glory to accommodate these people. "
"The glory is above."
"The glory is above!"
The clergy bowed their heads in response. Even the ascetic elder lowered his head slightly and twisted a string of wooden rosary beads in his hand. Just move your mouth and make no sound. The Pope continued:
"The second issue is, what attitude should the Holy See adopt towards the demands of the nobles in the middle of Brolin Kingdom?"
"Give to the Lord what is Lord's, and give to the King what is king's." This time, it was the leader of the Holy Knights who spoke in a deep voice:
"The Holy City only cares about belief in God and does not interfere in the troubles of the world. As long as those nobles are loyal to the Lord of Glory and they want power on earth, that is a matter between the king and the nobles."
The Pope lowered his eyes slightly, neither nodding nor shaking his head. The chief referee immediately said:
"But at this time, they want to seek power on earth, which is equivalent to cutting off the Royal Army's retreat!"
"This is the third question - what strategy should the Holy See adopt in response to the rebellion in Ostend City and the damage to the Great Divine Magic Formation?"
There was an awkward silence.
Ostend, who openly raised the flag of rebellion, should naturally use thunderous means to destroy it with all his strength; however, one blow of the glorious holy sword was ineffective, and next, stronger holy power would have to be used.
The holy power either comes from the powerful men sent by the Glory Holy City and the holy weapons they carry; or it comes from the prayers and support of local believers...
The prayers of local believers largely depended on the expression of the local lord. The lords, the nobles in the middle of Brolin Kingdom, are working together to gain more power - to establish a kingdom, or to be semi-independent of Brolin...
"I suggest sending two or three golden-robed archbishops with high-level holy weapons to launch divine punishment."
"I suggest sending a large army. There are high-level magicians on the opposite side to intervene. If Divine Punishment misses a single hit, or is in a period of weakness after releasing divine magic, it will not be able to block the legendary attack."
"I suggest that we first gather the hearts and minds of the local people and work on it slowly. When the summer grain harvest is harvested and the people take a breath, the people's hearts will slowly come back."
"I recommend……"
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