When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 776: No Kneeling, No Bowing
"Iron Gate Town was lost, and Qila Fort was also lost?" Ji Luo, who was training soldiers here, heard the news and his eyes widened. "Doesn't that mean..."

"Except for Xialu City and the Detention Dock, there is no strategic location to defend, so our front line will be quite weak." Horn explained as he used clean water to wash away the sweat from running around.

"Holy Father." Jilo was silent for a while before drawing a cross on his forehead. "Then what should we do?"

"Enough time. We need enough time to wait for the Fran support to arrive. Before that, Xia Lucheng needs to hold on as long as possible..." Horn wiped his face with a towel, took a deep breath, and walked out the door.

He was in an inconspicuous monastery outside the city of Rapids, but it was home to nearly a thousand "students".

Looking out the window, you can even see the climbing wall and crawling net used for training.

The square cloister encloses the central courtyard, and the second floor forms a long gallery.

A semicircular terrace jutted out from the cloister, and Horne walked slowly up to its white alabaster balustrade.

"Pious! Sincere!"

Accompanied by the dull and orderly sound of chest beating, a neat salute sounded under the leadership of the ceremonial officer.

Horn looked down from the terrace and saw a dense crowd of people in black in the courtyard full of goldenrods, looking up with excitement and anticipation.

On the brick-paved roads and small squares stood hundreds of Holy Fathers defenders who had been trained for half a year.

These defenders were mainly from Hotam County, including farmers, low-level laborers, craftsmen and ordinary citizens.

They basically all have one thing in common, that is, most of them come from the Shengsun Righteous Army and believe in the Shengdao Sect.

During the six months of training, each of them received Horn's divine favor and possessed the ability to drive alchemical items.

And with sufficient supply of Horn meat, eggs and milk, on average everyone has reached the level of the second stage breathing method.

If they were put on the battlefield, with the organization of the Galar Phalanx, they could fill about two phalanxes of Holy Gunners.

At this moment, they gathered here, waiting for Horn's speech.

"Yesterday morning, I received a message from Hotam County." Horn's voice echoed in the courtyard through the loudspeaker monks and corridors, "Qila Fort was lost, the military settlement was massacred, and Xialu City was in chaos.

We are losing Hotham County. We are definitely losing it."

The previously quiet crowd suddenly became noisy. If there were anything else to worry about, it would be fine, but Hotam County was their hometown.

"Wasn't he fine the day before yesterday?"

"I told you that in the Thousand Valley War, the Saint Grandson was the main force in killing the enemy, and Meliati was the one who won without doing anything!"

"That's not the case. Without Meliati's entanglement with Prince Kongdai in Mountain County, there would be no today."

"Your Majesty, has my hometown been occupied?"

"Order, pay attention to order!"

"Quiet!"

The ceremonial officer gave an order, and the guard monks nearby immediately fired their guns into the air, thus stopping the noise.

They still publicly sent a middle-aged man to speak: "Your Majesty, we have trained hard in the past six months, and I think it's time for us to go out."

Looking at the faces in the crowd, Horn slowly shook his head: "As moralists, you are trained in assassination, sabotage, tracking and disguise.

This is not a skill used on the battlefield, but a skill used after the battlefield.

You are all the most staunch believers of the Holy Word, and some of you have even served in the military. I know you want to go to the battlefield.

But I'm sorry, I have to tell you that our army has not yet been assembled and the baggage has not yet been prepared.

Not to mention Meliati, even if I were sitting in Xia Lucheng's position, I couldn't turn the tide.

Therefore, the place you are going to is actually the enemy-occupied area.

The loyal Chekas will go with you and help you complete your mission.

The battle mages of Black Snake Bay will hide in the reeds and swamps to provide you with support."

The crowd gradually quieted down. The black short cloaks of the moralists blended in with the golden thread flowers, like black roses with gold edges.

His eyes swept over the calluses on the knuckles and the frayed collars of these guards, Horn pursed his lips and continued: "You will be organized into teams according to the hundred-household districts or townships under the leadership of the miracle priest of Black Snake Bay, His Excellency Thelomis, His Excellency Pasrick, and His Excellency Valentyl, whom you are familiar with.

When you return to your hometown, integrate in and don't act rashly.

When the Leia invade, don't resist openly.

Not only that, you must also actively participate in occasions where the Leia people are present and even help them with their work.

At the same time, your mission is to disrupt the enemy, steal intelligence, and recruit members of the Holy Way while ensuring your own life.

Many of you were once members of the Holy Sun Rebellion, and you are most familiar with fighting around streams and reeds."

The moralists looked at each other, and soon dozens of hands were raised.

Horn picked a young man at random.

The young man raised his head and asked loudly: "Your Majesty, why are we doing this? It seems to be of no use.
With all due respect, I would rather die gloriously on the battlefield than serve as a coward for the Leia people."

The other moralists around them immediately echoed them, but some also shouted and cursed at them.

Looking at these enthusiastic faces, Horn couldn't bear it, and even felt a little sad.

He knew how dangerous these operations were but he did not get the credit they deserved.

But someone has to do these things.

"Because we need time. Even if we want to mobilize enough combat-ready troops, it will take at least three months.

With the help of local nobles, the Leia people were able to quickly maintain stability at the grassroots level and provide them with logistics and supplies.

Your actions may not bring us victory directly, but they can buy us enough time.

As for whether it is useful, I dare say it is useful.”

Horn knocked on the podium in front of him and said in a resounding voice: "It's useful, it must be useful.

At present, the Leia people are very powerful, and it is estimated that they can send 60,000 to 90,000 troops to encircle and suppress us.

And our current strength is less than 30,000 troops, not to mention the combat power and number of those extraordinary knights.

Yes, you are indeed no match for the Power Knights, but that doesn’t mean you are powerless in front of them!

Who made the weapons and armor of the extraordinary knight? Who made the potion and holy water of the extraordinary knight?
Who grows their food and who transports it?

A super knight can travel hundreds of miles to fight, but he cannot fight on an empty stomach.

On the contrary, they need more food and better armor to be able to perform to their full potential.

The knights' glorious charge can only be achieved by stepping on the backs of civilians.

But if a civilian raises his head, he will die, but he will be able to make the knight fall hard.

If we all keep our heads up, the knights will never be able to charge!"

Having said that, Horn slammed his hands on the podium. Half of his body was almost sticking out of the terrace, and his eyes swept over the faces that were some young and some weathered.

"We, we were all kneeling, but since March 1446, 3, we have raised our heads.

Well, no matter what kind of iron hoof, don't even think about making us lower our heads again!" Horn's eyes were burning with anger, and his voice was almost a roar, "Don't even think about it, I say don't even think about it!"

The whispers stopped completely, like the empty beats in jazz music, and the next second, a fist was raised above the head.

"Don't kneel, don't bow your head!"

Almost instantly, all the guards, including the close guards beside them, raised their fists.

"Don't kneel, don't bow your head!"

(End of this chapter)