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Chapter 239 The Blessed One Who Masters the Ancient Saying "Fate"

Above the Sea of ​​Thousand Pillars of Clouds,

Chen Yi didn't look at the two sides fighting.

He was drawn to the future Blessed Luke.

In the true religion, the so-called "canonization" is a kind of rank.

From high to low, it is divided into saints, blessed, respectable, and loyal servants.

Except for the rank of saints, the Pope issued decrees for the remaining three ranks, announcing that the names of one or some believers should be "ranked", and at the same time require believers to pay homage to them as a model.

And the status of Blessed Luke in history is that of a member of the Blessed Family.

If only in terms of theological contributions, Blessed Luke even surpasses many Blessed and Saints.

God looked at Luke. In this day and age, he is not a blessed one, but is spontaneously called "the Blessed One" by believers.

This title is like some kind of prophecy, and in the future, Luke will indeed be listed as a blessed product, and the title of "Blessed One" is worthy of the name.

Luke stayed in the church in the city, and the local priests paid special respect to the blond young man.

God watched Luke's every move. After Luke arrived in Marton River City, he borrowed herbs from the church and went to the church hospital not far away. To diagnose the patient's condition.

Luke recited scriptures and prepared medicinal herbs for the patients. He used the old saying "fate" to observe the fuzzy fate of the patients, and then prescribed medicine according to the fate of the patients, in order to avoid reversing the fate of others. Accelerate the recovery of patients.

"He is the ancestor of St. Vinacana." The god murmured, staring at Luke's thread of fate.

The entanglement between St. Vinacana and the "Lord of Destiny" originated from this.

God can cut off this entanglement, as long as He sends an oracle to let Luke leave Marton River City, so that he cannot meet Lauren.

But if so, St. Vinakana would not have been born.

At that time, I might not be able to climb above the sea of ​​clouds.

This may be the brilliance of "Lord of Destiny".

Cutting off this kind of entanglement, there are too many uncertainties in the development of the world.After all, Chen Yi has never seen how the result of this fate was recorded in the ancient scroll Yinben.

"Then let it all take its course."

Seeing the head of my brother,
Dosako's nerves seemed broken.

His brother Shaq was dead, his head slid in front of him as he was thrown by a Verdusan catapult.

Dorsak squatted on the ground, he touched Shaq's face with trembling hands, his brother's stiff lips were slightly parted, it is not difficult to imagine that he was still roaring when he was alive.

After half a sound, Dosako howled crazily. He almost wanted to break open the city gate and rush out, or jump up the city wall. His eyes were red, and he shouted something in his mouth, roaring like a wild beast.

He pulled out his battle ax and swung it wildly. The Garda warriors around him restrained Dothak and knocked the battle ax out of his hand. The latter roared and struggled desperately, and was finally pinned to the ground.

"What's going on?!" Lauren noticed the commotion of the people in Leyton and rushed over.

"Third Prince, Dosak, Dosak are crazy!"

A Garda warrior held Dorsak's hand and said hurriedly:
"His younger brother died in a night attack a few days ago, and his head was thrown by a trebuchet."

Roren looked at Dorsak, who was crushed on the ground. He knew almost everyone of the more than 300 Griffin Clan who followed him to the south.

"Dosak, calm down!" Lauren patted Dosak's shoulder and ordered, "Calm down!"

The arrival of the third prince finally made Dosak regain some calmness. The latter still gritted his teeth, but gave up struggling.

After half a sound, several Garda warriors who restrained Dosako let go of his hands and feet.

"Prince Lauren, I want revenge! Let me go out, I will take someone to revenge!"

Dosako pointed in the direction of the trebuchet, his beard trembling with anger:

"This group of filthy southerners dare to defile Shaq's body like this!"

"Shaq's body is separated, his hands and feet are mixed with other people's hands and feet, bitten by flies and vermin, I can only barely recognize him by relying on his head!"

"This cowardly, dirty southerner! Cursed by the gods!"

Dosak's voice was like thunder, his words were like a waterfall, and then he uttered all kinds of swear words, poisonous oaths, and curses one after another.

The people of Leyton often regard one person's wrath as the wrath of all, not to mention that Dosako is quite prestigious. In Dosako's successive words, the people of Leyton were mobilized. They raised their arms, drew their knives and axes, and cursed the enemy .

If it wasn't for Lauren's presence, this group of Leydon people would have rushed out to fight the enemy under the leadership of the angry Dosako.

Of course, it is impossible for Lauren to let this group of people go out. Right now it is a critical moment in the defense of the city, and he cannot bear the loss.

"Dosak, I promise to give you a chance to take revenge." Lauren looked directly at Dosak and said, "I can cut off the horns for this."

The voice was not loud, but loud. Dosako and the third prince looked at each other for a long time before suppressing their anger towards the Verdusan people, and nodded slowly.

So, Lauren pulled out the horn that he carried with him, and cut it off with his sword. The horn made a clear and crisp sound, and Lauren promised again that he would give Dosaco a chance for revenge.

With the sound of the trebuchet under the scorching sun, the Verdusan people loaded the boulders mined from the mountain on the throwing pole, and beads of sweat rolled down the faces of the defenders who were waiting in full force.

The first line of defense failed to survive the morning onslaught of the Verdusans.

After the counterweight trebuchet threw the corpses of the night attack, they mobilized boulders to attack the first line of defense. After the first round of throwing, the first Verdusan infantry raised their shields and spears and approached in an orderly manner. .

Under the cover of the trebuchet, as the enemy gradually approached, the soldiers stationed on the first line of defense fell into a panic.

In the sky full of smoke and dust, the sergeants were still able to maintain order. They raised their longbows and threw stones to organize two or three rounds of volleys, but they failed to cause effective damage and could not stop the enemy's footsteps.

The position of the first line of defense was in the plains. Faced with rounds of stone throwing, it was like a wide target. The smoke and dust stirred up by the stone throwing continued, which prevented the officers from conveying orders and caused even greater chaos.

It didn't take long for the conscripted peasants and soldiers to put down their spears and flee to the city, or scattered in all directions, or even jumped into the moat.

In desperation, Duke Andev could only order the soldiers on the first line of defense to retreat collectively, light the stone bridge after the enemy approached, and then retreat into the city.

The Verdusan people cleared the wooden fence on the first line of defense like autumn leaves and refused to horses.

It's not that Duke Andev didn't think about going out to fight in the city and defending the first line of defense, but when he stood on the observation tower, he saw the Verdusan cavalry in the distance, erected a row of cavalry spears, and people screamed and horses neighed. Layer upon layer, like a mountain across the rear wings of the infantry.

Therefore, the Duke gave up the idea of ​​defending the line of defense.

(End of this chapter)