A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

He wants to take advantage of this opportunity to capture this traitor first!

Although Johnson was hit, it didn't affect him much. He didn't feel much weaker while moving around and parrying.

The two exchanged several moves, and Johnson found an opening and rushed out the door.

Giuliano immediately caught up.

On the stone steps outside the lobby door, the two men's swords and axes clashed, and the dull sound of metal weapons colliding rang out one after another.

The two men were originally of similar strength, and since they knew each other well, it was difficult to determine the winner in the fight.

Giuliano was in slightly better shape, but his opponent had a shield, but he made up for it with his equipment.

Without three or five hundred moves, it is impossible to determine the winner.

But what made Giuliano feel bad was that after he came out, he found that the fight had already started outside.

Teams of troops who came from nowhere actually joined forces with part of the garrison to attack another part of the garrison.

The former monastery was filled with shouts and sounds of fighting.

Blood and screams, roars and wails, together they play a symphony called "battlefield".

"You... actually let the enemy in secretly?!" Giuliano shouted angrily.

"Hahahaha!" Johnson laughed. "Commander, give up. For a while now, I've been quietly lowering ropes and pulling dozens of people up every day. Adding my own men... do you think you still have a chance of winning?"

Giuliano's eyes were red with anger as he looked at his own troops in the distance who were trapped in the largest buildings, relying on the terrain to resist the enemy's sneak attack.

And more unprepared soldiers were easily chopped to the ground.

The original training ground was covered with corpses and blood.

The anger in his heart turned into strength, quickly intensifying every attack he made.

No more hesitation, faster, more powerful, more selfless.

Johnson, who was already feeling overwhelmed, was now even more embarrassed.

After more than ten moves, he was forced into a corner by Giuliano. He simply took a defensive stance and shouted for others to help.

"Someone come! Someone come! The commander of the castle is here!"

A team of people soon came to reinforce.

"Is this the commander?" The leader was a stranger to Giuliano, clearly a member of the enemy task force that Johnson had brought into the city. "Haha... kill him, great job!"

Without a word, five or six enemies rushed forward and replaced the exhausted Johnson.

This time the offense and defense were reversed.

With five or six people joining forces, even Giuliano had to take a defensive stance and was forced to retreat step by step.

Meanwhile, elsewhere, Giuliano's men were gradually being overwhelmed, and they could only hide in buildings to survive.

If we don't withdraw troops from the periphery, the situation may be irreversible.

But if we withdraw troops, it will be equivalent to giving the enemy the best opportunity to attack the city.

With such a loud noise, it is impossible for the enemy outside the castle to fail to notice it - unless they are deaf or blind.

Not to mention that everything was part of the enemy's plan.

I guess they had been preparing to attack the city wall since morning.

Chapter 62 Rebellion 3

"Damn it!" Visa roared, watching the monk brother being stabbed by bullets and lying in a pool of blood.

Many of the knight apprentices who had been in the monastery together had been killed in this raid.

He chopped down an enemy soldier with a long knife and tried to rush out to save others.

But he was hugged by two people behind him.

"Don't be impulsive! You'll die if you go out now!"

Visa roared angrily and was pulled back into the building with red eyes.

This was a storage room, and while fighting and retreating, everyone was forced to retreat here, relying on the limited width of the door to resist the enemy's attack.

After Savi was dragged in, the others immediately closed the door and pushed an old but heavy cabinet over to block the door.

Now, everyone finally got a chance to catch their breath.

There were only about ten people left in the room, and almost all the others were killed in this raid.

A large number of people were killed by the rebels, and they were ambushed and killed when they were completely defenseless. They did not get the chance to fight fairly and died very unjustly.

"Savi! What should we do now?!" The others surrounded Savi, all looking panicked.

Among the more than ten people, two or three were injured, five or six were non-combatants, and only three or four were still capable of fighting.

Among so many people, Savi is the only knight

"Don't worry! The brothers outside will find out soon, they won't be arrogant for long!" Although Savi was sad in his heart, his mind was still clear.

These rebels thus took advantage of the unexpected situation.

The other troops in the castle will notice and will soon come to reinforce, and then we can take revenge.

"When the time comes, we will..." He just began to speak.

A black shadow suddenly penetrated through the crack in the door and hit the chest of a person behind the door.

The man was carried flying and hit the wall before landing.

Amidst the screams, everyone realized that the object was an arrow.

These are not ordinary bows and arrows, but arrows shot from heavy crossbows, which cannot be blocked by ordinary armor.

Outside the door, several soldiers holding heavy crossbows were taking turns shooting, with arrows flying in through the cracks in the door.

The screams and wails from inside only made the people outside laugh.

A turtle in Meng, still thinking of counterattack?

"Shoot another wave, and then use kerosene." The leader sneered.

There are many kinds of flammable materials in the utility room. Once a fire breaks out, it will become a barbecue.

There is absolutely no possibility of escape.

"Sir, it seems like this will take too long..." A soldier hesitated slightly.

"What are you afraid of? We're not afraid of their reinforcements coming, we're just afraid of their reinforcements not coming!" The leading officer had a fierce look on his face.

"If you don't come soon, we'll start setting fires everywhere! It won't just be burning down one house!"

Their goal was to cause civil unrest, forcing the enemy troops stationed outside the city walls to withdraw, giving the army a good opportunity to attack the city.

Under attack from both inside and outside, breaking the city was a piece of cake.

"Sir, let's persuade them to surrender first."

"Persuade to surrender? What kind of persuasion to surrender? I will not accept any prisoners today. Everyone will be killed without mercy!" the officer shouted.

Just as he finished speaking, a crisp sound was heard in the distance.

The officer fell down without a sound, with a big hole in his head.

It's a musket.

When the soldiers looked back, they saw a group of people rushing towards them from the side.

"Kill! Eliminate these spies!" the leader shouted, throwing the fired musket in his hand to his companion and taking another gun from his companion.

The man raised his gun again and fired at the group of people who were besieging Giuliano.

Knock one down with one shot.

The besiegers were immediately panicked, but Giuliano seized the opportunity and knocked down two of them in succession. The rest did not dare to fight anymore and fled in panic.

"Rostislav..." Giuliano recognized the reinforcements and sighed. "You shouldn't have come."

He didn't actually say the last half of his sentence. Rostislav had actually brought reinforcements. This was within his expectations, but it wasn't a good thing. With such a large number of troops... he must have brought almost all the defensive forces!

Needless to say, the enemy outside the city should have launched an offensive by now.

After withdrawing a large number of personnel, even in the absence of the frontline commander, even the most carefully constructed defense line would not be able to stop the enemy. Any defense line needs to have sufficient troops stationed to be effective.

All I can say is... at least the traitor can pay the price!

The new reinforcements changed the course of the battle and reversed the outcome.

At least within the scope of this battlefield, the outcome was completely reversed.

There was a burst of random shots from muskets and bows and arrows, followed by a charge of spears without hesitation.

Soon, the rebels were defeated and the remnants fled in all directions.

On the other side, Johnson wanted to leave, but he couldn't because Rostislav and Giuliano were staring at him.

Soon, he was surrounded by the crowd and cornered.

Johnson was holding an axe and shield, and although he was surrounded, he still looked fierce.

"Commander, and Rostislav..." He looked at his colleagues, all of whom were filled with anger. "Don't make the mistake! This is your last chance!"

"The last chance? Haha, you're still being stubborn before you die." Rostislav said with disdain.

"Dying? Well, that's right. But it doesn't matter if I die. You... all of you, everyone in this castle, will be buried with me!" Johnson said coldly.

"Buried with him...for what?!" Rostislav asked with a sneer.

"Rostislav, you were supposed to be defending the south of the city, weren't you? Now you're not here, and neither are your men. How many men are left? Now, what do you think happened over there?"

"What happened?" Rostislav laughed this time. "Of course nothing happened!"

"Do you think everyone else is a fool?!" Johnson smiled maliciously.

"You're a fool, but do you know why I dared to bring almost everyone here?" Rostislav said dismissively. "Why don't you listen carefully... Is there any movement over there?"

Johnson's face changed drastically... Indeed, why was there no shouting and killing at this moment?

They delayed for a lot of time. Logically, even if the army outside the city was slow, they should have climbed over the wall and entered the city by now.

"I'm telling you! Those troops outside the city have been ripped off! They're running around like headless flies! Attacking the city? They'd like to. But with their butts ripped off, there's no chance they'll have that!"

"No...impossible..."

"What's impossible? Count Svetopelk has sent us reinforcements!" Rostislav said. "They're not many. I guess they saw an opportunity and launched a surprise attack. But it's a good opportunity to eliminate the traitor. Go!"

His last words were to his men.

"Wait..." Johnson hurriedly tried to speak, but no one listened. Rostislav's men rushed over with spears raised.

With no way to retreat, more than ten spears were stabbing at the same time, which was not enough for a small shield to stop.

Chapter 63 Divination 1

Johnson fell to the ground like a blood gourd, making his final dying convulsions.

In order to conceal their movements before the raid, a large part of the rebels were not wearing armor.

The surprise attack was not a problem, as the attacked party was unarmored. However, when they subsequently encountered a fully armed and combat-ready army, the rebels suffered a great loss. At this point, there was no effective resistance in sight, and they were instead subjected to a one-sided hunt and capture.

Giuliano looked at Johnson's body and sighed.

Then he turned around and asked, "Rostislav, what did you say? Someone attacked the enemy outside the city?"

"Yes...wasn't it you who arranged it?" Rostislav finally realized something. "Just now I heard the sounds of fighting in the enemy camp outside the city. After observing it, I found it didn't seem like a disguise, so I was going to report it to you. Unexpectedly, someone reported a rebellion in the castle."

"Let's go to the city wall and take a look. Visa, you are responsible for clearing out the remaining rebels in the city!" Giuliano ordered loudly.

Visa's eyes had already turned red, and he responded very straightforwardly, "Yes, sir!"

Climbing up the city wall, you can clearly see the camp situation of the besieging army in the distance.

Rostislav was not lying. At this moment, the siege camp outside the city was in chaos.

Because there are enemies coming from behind.

One could almost imagine that the enemy army was gathering in front of the camp, waiting for the signal to launch a surprise attack on the city.