King: Start with tauren plowing

Chapter 119 Shire: Just be young, just sleep when you lie down
In front of Charles was a pure white marble statue. This statue was more than three meters high. It looked like a man, and it seemed to be presiding over the scriptures.

If he guessed correctly, this should be the God of Light who enjoys sacrifices.

The church and sculptures are all made of marble, which looks broad and holy, and seems to symbolize the holiness of the Holy Light.

It's just that in Shire's eyes, there is a mass of dark things surrounding the statue. They are like gas, very similar to the belief in the beast god floating in his staff.

The only difference is one white and one black.

Are these black things a solidified belief in the God of Light?
Just when Charles was wondering, these black faith values ​​were pulled by his staff, and turned into a stream of light and injected into his body.

Charles' whole body became bad, and he felt as if something was going to happen to him in the dark.

Then, one after another, low moans exploded in his mind, causing severe pain in his mind.

"Save him, great beast god."

"Save him, the great God of Light."

……

Immediately afterwards, a black shadow suddenly appeared, clinging to Charles' face, he murmured: "Do you believe in the beast god, or the god of light?"

"Or, are you a despicable betrayer?"

Sombra and Ciel were close together, as if they would merge into one in the next moment.

At the same time, the black and white belief values ​​moved violently in the staff. They rolled up and down, as if they were about to explode in the next moment.

……

"Lord Baron, how are you?" Carlos suddenly saw Charles tremble.

"It's okay, I got entangled in some dirty things."

"There." Carlos looked around, but found nothing, and he turned his gaze back to Charles.

But he saw that his expression became paler.

The baron bit his lips tightly, as if he was in great pain.

"Carlos, hurry up, take me back to Winter Fortress, no, it's the Korimia grassland, where the tauren are stationed, where Derek and the others are."

The next moment, Charles fell to the ground and passed out.

Carlos panicked all of a sudden, quickly helped Charles up, and shouted: "Go to the doctor!"

Giacomo also hurried over, trying to help Charles together, but was kicked away by Carlos, "Go away."

After Noxus' tauren soldiers surrounded the Church of Light with three layers inside and three layers outside, Carlos escorted Charles back to Sunset Fortress and Knight Commander Claude's manor.

Without the backbone, the air in the entire Sunset Fortress was filled with restlessness.

In the hall of the manor stood two cows and one man.

They are Henry, the head of the Noxus Second Infantry Regiment, Bruno, the future captain of the supply team, and Carlos, the head of the carpenter's office in Winter Fortress.

Giacomo, who has just surrendered, is not eligible for this discussion.

Carlos said, "Are we leaving Sunset Fortress?"

Henry shook his head and dissuaded: "No, there are centaurs from the Flying Claw tribe outside the fortress. They have 2000 people, while we only have a few hundred tauren soldiers. They are no match in the wilderness. What's more, the priest fainted again. low."

Carlos frowned: "Don't we have silver fox deserters?"

Henry shook his head again: "The loyalty of these silver fox soldiers is hard to guarantee. If we are defeated by the Feiclaw tribe, they will also surrender to the Feiclaw tribe."

"Besides, without the baron's suppression, these silver fox soldiers and knights who surrendered may even have the possibility of rebellion."

Carlos slammed his palm on the table and roared, "I don't care so much. The baron said that he must go back to the place where Derek led the tauren."

If it was the priest of Shire, Henry would naturally dare not object, but this is just a human being in Winter Fortress, not even a soldier.

"What about the silver fox deserter rebelling? If we are defeated, wouldn't the situation of the priest be more dangerous."

"Slaughtered!"

Henry's eyes widened: "What?"

Carlos smiled, "The problem is very simple. Since these people have the risk of rebellion, they should all be killed. There is no risk."

Henry asked rhetorically: "Then what about the captured serfs and the food we captured? You captured and managed the food yourself, and there are more than 3000 carts."

Carlos had a cold face, and his voice squeezed through his teeth, "Take as much as you can. If you can't take it away, kill and burn it."

"More than 3000 carts of grain?"

"Yes, if we can't take it away, we will burn it all."

"What about those knights? As far as I know, if these knights surrender, they cannot be killed."

"That's the rule of the noble lord. It has nothing to do with a robber like me. These knights are even more dishonest. They must be killed."

"What about the Flying Claw tribe coming to attack?"

"There are 3000 serfs who built the Bright Church, 7000 people in Sunset Fortress, and [-] captives. Drive these to the Flying Claw Tribe and let them use their lives to delay time."

Carlos stared at Henry's two bull's eyes and said, "I just need to transport the baron to the place where the tauren are stationed. Even if all the 2 people die, I don't care."

"The baron is too kind. I am not the baron, so I don't need to think so much, so I am more cruel."

"do you understand?"

Henry nodded subconsciously, and he finally understood where the tauren soldiers' brutal and cruel temperament came from.

They are all from the ferocious human veterans of Winter Fortress.

This is still a human who does not fight, and those human veterans who fight are really like butchers.

What else would they do but kill?
After the order was passed on, Sunset Fortress quickly became agitated.

Stable food prices?Tauren warriors who don't disturb the people?None exist.

Column after column of tauren warriors rushed into the houses and imprisoned all the human residents.

Some human inhabitants rose up to resist, but were suppressed by spears.

There was a sweet smell of blood in the air, dilapidated dwellings were everywhere in the fortress, and corpses were strewn all over the streets.

Compared with the scene a few days ago, it can be said to be a heaven and an underground.

Northeast corner of Sunset Fortress, in the slums

The gray-haired Charles and his neighbors leaned against the corner, watching one human resident after another being dragged away.

Charles looked at his neighbor, "Are these tauren still good people?"

The old man sighed, "No, then what can we do? We can only sit here and wait to die."

After finishing speaking, the old man took out a piece of black bread from his pocket, and started rambling: "It's a pity, I heard that the human priest passed out, so I know that good people don't live long, and kind lords are rarer than pearls. "

Charles asked, "Do you think this human priest is a good person?"

The old man replied: "Aren't you considered a good man if you don't lead troops to plunder?"

Charles asked again: "Do you think these tauren will still kill people if he is not unconscious?"

The old man was silent for a moment, then replied: "Who knows, anyway, people will die in wars, and it's not easy for old people like us to survive to this day.

Anyway, he didn't kill anyone when he just entered the city, and he gave us free food. He is considered a good person, even if his body is covered with blood. "

While the two were chatting, a group of tauren soldiers came over, holding spears and staring at them coldly.

"This kind of old thing is probably not good enough to be used as cannon fodder, so let's kill it directly."

"I think it will work."

With that said, a few tauren were about to start.

Suddenly, Charles said, "Wait!"

Charles' words seemed to have a magical power, which made the tauren quiet down.

He continued: "I am a doctor, and I can help your Lord Baron."

The old man slapped his forehead, "Yes, Charles, I almost forgot that you are a doctor?"

The tauren didn't ask, they subconsciously accepted the statement, and took the old man to the manor.

It's really not easy to change my mind out of thin air, and it cost me five gallons of faith points. I hope my faith points can hold up later.

Soon, Charles was brought before Carlos and others.

There were more than a dozen people in the hall, and there was a circle of tauren guards outside.

Charles panicked. With so many people, his belief value was not enough.

It seems that the disguise cannot be continued, lest it will be exposed later.

There is always a difference between actively showing yourself and passively exposing yourself.

"Are you a doctor?" Carlos stared at his neck coldly. With such a shabby appearance, he must be a liar again. In just one day, he had chopped off the necks of no fewer than ten doctors who claimed to be doctors.

"No." Charles said, "I am Pastor Guangming."

After Charles finished speaking, his temperament and image changed rapidly, and he quickly changed from a slum poor man to a down-and-out gentleman.

This scene shocked everyone.

Carlos asked in surprise: "Are you really a priest of light?"

"Of course, take me to meet your Lord Baron." Charles said confidently, "I'm not a poor priest from a remote church."

"If you dare to lie to me..."

Before Carlos finished speaking, Charles immediately said confidently: "I know, I am here. If you can't save me, you can kill me at any time."

Then, under the leadership of Carlos, Charles came to the sickbed, and he also saw Charles who was being merged by the black shadow.

He froze on the spot for a while, and murmured: How could he still be alive under such circumstances?

"This is our Baron, please treat him quickly." After Carlos finished speaking, he stood standing aside with his long sword in his arms.

humming~

Charles swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and he felt a wolf-like gaze behind him.

He went up to check on Charles' status, good guy, it's too much for God to be alive.

How dare he absorb beliefs that have not been purified? Doesn't he know that beliefs will pollute?

And it's fine to absorb one, but the beliefs of the Beast God and the God of Light dare to absorb it.

Now the two intertwined beliefs of black and white are already fighting in Shire's body, but this is not the most dangerous, the most dangerous is the brain.

Two senses of faith were at war, and Charles was sure that whichever prevailed would not be good for Charles.

This Baron Charles is definitely a brainless reckless and fool.

He didn't have any protective measures when he held the sacrifice, he was no different from the naked savage.

How dare he, isn't he afraid of death?
Now the pollution from the Beast God is intertwined with the pollution from the God of Light, oh, no, there is also pollution from the belief itself.

How could he survive in this situation?
In this situation, not to mention ordinary priests of light, even the third-rank cardinal of the church of light would have died long ago.

And this Baron Shire was actually just in a coma, although he had a tendency to die.

Just when Charles was in doubt, a cold snort suddenly interrupted him.

"Hey, why don't you do it yet?" Carlos urged.

Charles almost forgot his situation. If he didn't save this idiot now, he would be killed by another savage.

humming~

Charles swallowed another big mouthful of saliva. With a bitter face, he looked back at Carlos and said cautiously: "What if, I mean if, I can't save your Lord Baron?"

Carlos also smiled, "Don't worry, I will neither hang you nor chop off your head."

"Oh! That's good." Charles relaxed, he misunderstood, it seems that they are also easy to talk.

But Carlos' face suddenly changed: "That kind of good thing is for those who call themselves doctors and liars, you guys, first give me hope, and then make me despair, you want to die so easily, how is it possible.

I'm going to skin you, chop your flesh, tear your bones apart, make a bowl of soup, and finally feed the wild dogs. "

humming~

Charles felt a cold wind behind him, and he saw that Carlos had come towards him.

He quickly used his faith value to change his mind: Charles is the pastor of light, you need to respect him and guarantee his life.

But his faith value was suddenly out of his control, and it all poured into Charles' body.

"Hoo, my faith value." Charles cried, without his faith value, what is the difference between him and a waste.

But Carlos did not hesitate in his footsteps, and the long sword in his hand approached Charles a little bit.

Charles was heartbroken, and said bravely, "It's okay, I was just joking, I'm the priest of light, and it's very easy for me to save your baron."

"It's best." Carlos stared at him coldly.

He often heard those priests who are proficient in magic say that the triangle has stability.

Now Baron Shire's mind is divided into three divisions, what if there is another force?
Only a dead horse can be used as a living horse doctor.

Charles threw down his staff and began to sacrifice.

"The great Baron Shire, the lord of the northern borders of the Kingdom of Sisinoa, the lord of the Holy Light."

"You are like a lighthouse, illuminating the path of the Holy Light."

"Your faithful believer."

"Charles Prynne Jesso."

……

Another ray of holy light lit up, and a golden beam emerged from Charles' body and injected into Charles' body, causing Charles' face to relax a little.

Carlos cheered up, and it seemed to be really working.

But the holy light lasted only three seconds.

The baron is still in a coma.

"Don't wait any longer!"

Carlos didn't say a word, with a fierce look on his face, he approached Charles a little bit.

Suddenly another beam of white light enveloped Shire.

"Wait." Charles was startled suddenly. He stared at Charles, his face changed from extreme shock to seriousness, "How is it possible? How did His will come down?"

"His will has not appeared for thousands of years, not even the Church of Light."

"Why does His will come to a person who is not even a priest of light, he is even an orc priest."

"Has he abandoned believers?"

"We still abandoned him."

……

Carlos didn't know whether to do it or not for a while.

The old thing chattered, crying and laughing.

Is it because he is afraid of death and frightened crazy?
Keeping talking about him, Carlos saw nothing but the light just now.

And to be honest, this light didn't last as long as he took a pee, what kind of broken light church.

"Old man, can our baron wake up?"

"Manzi, I can't even read the words. Do you know how to write the word Shengguang?" Charles didn't bother to look at him. Talking to him was like playing the piano with a cow. It's a pity that no one shared such a miracle.

Seeing that Carlos was approaching, Charles said, "Go away, don't hinder me here."

"Old man, stop talking nonsense, can our baron wake up?"

"Wake up? Do you know that your lord baron has hit a big luck?"

Charles wondered why the Illuminati Church had so many bishops, so many talented people, and so many pious believers, how did His holy family end up here.

Why?
If it weren't for the fact that the bottom line of his belief is more flexible, his brain would probably be blown out now.

(End of this chapter)