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Chapter 241 That Man Was Called the Blessed One

God stands in heaven, and he sees the good deeds of the Blessed One, how he passes the communion, how he scrubs Dosako's face.

Chen Yi looked at Luke, the priest who mastered the old saying "destiny", the ancestor of St. Venacana.

God knew his past with just one glance. As a priest, Luke was born as a commoner, studied in a monastery, and was recommended by the vice-principal to Rita-Salen Island.

Until Luke, with his incomparable attainments in scholastic philosophy, convinced the cardinal.

Two years later, Luke was a Pre-Cardinal, even though his command of ancient sayings was only second to none.

Chen Yi looked at Luke. He finished the mass in an orderly manner. The believers dispersed and left the church. On the night road, they still couldn't help whispering. It can be expected that this miracle will spread throughout the streets and alleys in a few days.

Luke faced the icon, stroked the crack on the altar, and recited scriptures in his mouth.

As I said before, the Blessed One is praying to the Lord to protect the murderer Dosako at this moment, so that Dosako will come back alive, and then return to this church. Saved in the text.

The Blessed One saw Dosako's fate—more than good.

God listened to them one by one.

Then the god looked at Dosak, who was filled with unwarranted rage, outraged at Luke's good deed.

Dorsak got drunk from the tavern again, cursed Luke, called the priest a coward, and fell to the ground himself, not daring to stab himself in the neck.

God saw his self-consolation cloaked in cursing.

Sometimes people are like this. He receives the favor of others, and from this, he sees his own insignificance from others, and he is ashamed and even hateful.

After a long time, the great kindness became the great hatred.

Wouldn't he be grateful to Luke for the communion bread?
No, God sees, and he takes pains to hide his gratitude, unwilling to face it.

Dosako swears loudly in his drunken self-righteousness, covering up the embarrassment in his heart with his embarrassment on the outside. He is not hiding it for others to see, he is covering it for himself.

He kept cursing, but he didn't even know what he was thinking.

God saw from him what the world often calls repentance.

Repentance is not, it is not that others give you good deeds and kindness, and you are touched by this and reform yourself. It is not that simple.

"Repentance is a kind of awakening, a kind of re-understanding of self." Chen Yi murmured, slowly defining.

God was quite touched, because when he realized the first meaning of "heavenly salvation", it was a new understanding of himself.

On the ground, Dorsak was completely drunk, and his huge body fell on the table.

The Radon man fell into a deep sleep, and even in his dreams he continued to curse.

On the second day, the sun had just risen.

Lauren on the watchtower raised his eyes and saw the catapult of the Verdusan people appearing in the wilderness.

The plains and stone bridges below the city are full of sandbags left by the Verdusan people yesterday, and the corpses under the city wall have not had time to clean up, and the defenders and the Verdusan people are powerlessly thrown at the base of the wall.

"Yesterday we lost seven knights, more than 30 sergeants, and a group of peasants and soldiers." Duke Anderf explained.

"I know that among the lost knights, there are those who are loyal to me," Lauren said.

The third prince looked at the position of the Leidon people. He hadn't heard of Dosak's riot in the church yesterday, but at this moment he also noticed that Dosak's spirit was not good and he was a little sleep deprived.

This is very rare among the Leydon people who fight chicken blood in case of war.

But Lauren thought he hadn't recovered from the blow of his brother's death, so he just kept an eye out.

The vigorous offensive of the Verdusan people started again with the rotation of the trebuchet.

The extremely huge boulder rushed towards the city wall. Suddenly, the city wall was smashed into two shallow pits. The defenders of the entire city wall felt the ground shaking, squatted down one after another, and put their shields on their heads.

"Damn it, there are many mountains over there, and these guys can hollow out the mountains!" Duke Anderf yelled with a grim expression on his face.

"We should raid their camps and destroy their trebuchets," Lauren said.

"I saw it yesterday, and their cavalry are guarding the camp, ready to respond to surprise attacks at any time." Duke Andev said helplessly.

"We can only wait for the king to organize the next round of attack, and wait until these Verdusan people are too busy to take care of themselves and have to rush to help?"

After hearing this, Duke Andev nodded slightly: "It seems so."

Another round of boulders flew over, and one of them ran towards the watchtower, and finally passed the watchtower dangerously.

Duke Andrew praised the Lord one after another, thanking the Lord for His protection.

After the trebuchet shot seven or eight rounds, it stopped completely.

"It seems that they used up all the stones dug last night." Lauren analyzed.

"That's right, they have enough manpower to dig fifteen boulders in one night." Duke Anderf spat on the ground.

The tragic siege battle began again with the advance of the siege engine and the ladder.

After the first day of confrontation, Duke Andev did not throw oil on the stone bridge anymore, which would require a lot of oil and could only be done by surprise.

The siege engine advanced step by step, and the archers and slingers threw arrow stones out, but still failed to stop the enemy's footsteps.

The wooden bridge was lowered, the archers aimed at the volley, and the flying arrows fell into the siege vehicle. Several Verdusan men who did not raise their shields were hit by arrows, and some people were even pierced through the neck.

But this still did not affect the morale of the Verdusan knights and sergeants. They led the servants and rushed to the top of the city.

Siege battles are often rough and full of repetitive plots, as if everything happened again yesterday, and the people of Leyton rushed forward with the roar of "Kazaholfuri".

The city was once again caught in a fierce tug-of-war.

Dosak stood on the top of the city and returned to the battle. Looking at the blood spilling out in front of him and the fighting enemies, Dosak first thought of his dead brother, but for some reason, he thought of Blessed Lu gram.

Dothako joined in the battle cries of the Radonites, and the Garda warrior charged forward with the same savagery.

Blood, knives and axes, war cries, howls, snare drums... All kinds of sounds filled Dorsak's ears, but none of them could calm him down.

Dothak swung his ax, and he confronted a knight in full mail, parrying his attacks with skill.

Dosak sometimes charged and sometimes swung his knife. With red eyes, he attacked bravely, and the Verdusan knight was forced to retreat step by step.

The Verdusan knight stabbed with his sword, and Dosako swung his battle ax away, and then prepared to strike hard from top to bottom.

Suddenly.

It was the sound of throwing stones through the air.

A huge sharp stone was held in the catapult by the knight's servant, and he threw it viciously, pointing directly at Dosak.

The throwing stone hit his shoulder and sank deeply in. Dosako let out a scream, his eyes blurred with trembling, and the battle ax that was swung down with great force was easily pushed away by the knight at this time.

Dosak was knocked sideways by the knight and knocked to the ground. He held the battle ax tightly in his hand, and there were pools of blood on his shoulder.

He realized that he was about to die, as long as the knight swung his sword down, stabbed or cut off his heart or head, he would die here, at the head of the Marton River City.

Dosako turned his head away feebly.

He suddenly let go of all resistance, wanting to die more quickly.

Then, I don't know if it was an illusion,

Dosako saw a monk's robe appearing on the top of the city,
In the smoke of gunpowder, he dragged and rescued the wounded soldiers one by one.

He has golden eyes,

The man is called the Blessed

(End of this chapter)