Crusade against the Pope

Chapter 59 The Gospel of Simon 221
For Gellis today, he is no longer restricted by which sword to use.

With a blade and a handle that can be grasped, it is enough to kill people.

As for Eric, he was still confused and asked again, "What?"

And then, there was no more. His head rolled off his neck. The expression on his face was not ferocious, but just confused. He did not even experience the fear before death.

Even Louis XVI was in a state of panic, repenting bitterly and praying for God's forgiveness before the blade fell.

But Eric was able to die without any pain, which was a great blessing.

The prophet stood on the ground, raised his head, and looked up at the arrogant and angry man on the horse. He said: You will not die of old age, but will fall by the sword. You will not have time to repent, and even fear will disappear. You will fall into the seventh hell and be tortured forever. 】

—The Gospel of Simon 2:21
Except for Eric who was standing relatively close and vaguely saw something flash by, neither John and Simon, nor the army under Eric's command, who were not far away, could understand what had just happened.

The usual armor removal, the usual sword drawing, the usual chat... and then Eric's head rolled to the ground, but his body still stood there motionless, maintaining the preparatory posture for swinging the sword.

And on the broken part of the neck, scarlet spring water continued to gush out.

What the hell? What happened?

This scene was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, and made hundreds of people present subconsciously hold their breath.

As if for no apparent reason, many people expected the headless body to continue swinging the sword and perform an inhuman miracle.

But unfortunately, the headless body did not move again until Garys took Eric's horse away.

When the blood stopped flowing out of the body and the corpse fell straight forward, the person who had been holding his breath began to gasp for air.

They found it difficult to understand what was happening.

Maybe Eric is really dead?

But how did he die?

Because of something Garys said?

People kill people without swords, just with words?
How is this possible? You must be kidding.

Gellis's action easily tore through the veil of their rationality, making them realize that the world was truly vast and boundless, while human cognition was as limited as an ant.

The soldiers behind John were shocked, but more than that they were in a frenzy.

As for the soldiers brought by Eric, their faces were distorted in an indescribable way.

Legends about witchcraft, demons, or many other strange existences emerged one after another.

Finally, a servant who came with Eric tried to hide his inner fear by shouting loudly.

"Wizard, devil! You are using witchcraft to murder Lord Eric!"

Although he said so, the way he looked at Gaillis was as if he was afraid of some indescribable strange existence.

His words are nothing but the barking of an ignorant dog; the louder he barks, the more he tries to cover up his own panic.

Garys estimated the distance between them, then raised his hand and threw the sword in his hand in front of everyone.

This time, everyone saw his movements clearly.

With a sound of breaking through the air, the iron sword pierced the head of the servant's horse.

The horse let out a terrible neigh, then fell to the ground with a loud bang, pinning the servant to death.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The servant let out a heart-wrenching scream, which was more due to being frightened than his legs being crushed by the horse.

Just a little bit, the iron sword seemed to be about to pierce his body or head. Just a little bit, at a distance of thirty meters, he was almost killed.

How can ordinary people do this? !
Seeing such a horrifying scene, the surrounding soldiers who heard the servants' screams couldn't help but shrink aside. Their morale was about to collapse.

Old John, who had a horrifying scar on his face, couldn't help but sneer and repeated what he had said before: "How can a mortal on earth disobey the will of God..."

This time, the new recruits who could hear his words all held their heads high and held their chests high, with complete faith.

Then John stopped muttering to himself and started making a furious declaration.

“God is with us!”

"charge!"

The sound of horse hooves hit the ground, and five cavalrymen stepped forward. Led by John, they all lowered their lances and charged straight into the army of nearly two hundred people.

In this distance of fifty meters, they increased their speed to the extreme.

Five against a hundred?

No, that’s not the case.

When morale collapsed, no one was willing to risk their life to withstand the determined charge of John and his men.

The originally dense army formation, when faced with the charge of only five knights, suddenly scattered to both sides in a hurry, making way for John and his men, who almost missed the target. Only one of the five lances was broken!
The morale of these soldiers brought by Eric had been completely drained.

There is actually nothing much to say about the rest.

Garys led Eric's horse to the side and did not get involved in the melee.

The ragtag group of recruits under Puldock took advantage of the situation and launched a charge.

They had no way of holding their line during the charge, but that did not matter.

The army that was cut in half by John and his knights found it difficult to organize any decent resistance.

The new recruits came in like a tide, and the enemies receded like a tide.

This is a one-sided battle.

After several minutes of killing, accompanied by a series of French military salutes, the resistance gradually died down.

Puldock commanded the soldiers to clean up the battlefield.

The servant who had previously insulted Garys as a wizard and a devil survived because he was pinned under the horse and unable to resist, and was brought before Garys.

"Jos." Gailis whispered the name. As they had been stationed together in Karak Castle, they knew each other.

"Do you still think I'm a wizard or a devil?"

The servant Jos, who was brought here, was speechless. He was so frightened that he had no idea how to face Gairis.

Garris didn't really care about this, and he didn't think it was right for Josh to bow down, so he skipped the topic and continued talking.

"A country at odds with itself will surely be desolate; a city or a family at odds with itself will surely not be able to stand. The kingdom is now in internal strife and the disputes are endless. In order to prevent Her Highness Isabella from becoming king, Reynald has directly instigated the Bedouins to attack the convoy we are in!"

"Do you think we should blame ourselves for not working hard enough because we failed to reach the holy city of Jerusalem?"

"Damn it, how did the country become like this!"

"How can we do politics well with bugs like Guy and Reynard?"

Garys was furious when he thought about how a good country had been tormented to such an extent by those princes and nobles.

　First update... If everyone keeps following along, I feel the new book ranking will go up even higher!
　　
　
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