Misty Plane. February. Baron Sarrant

The sun came out. The bell rang.

The bells were continuous and could be heard within ten miles of the surroundings.

"It's time for prayer!" The horse screamed loudly.

With this voice, the people in the nearby wooden house all got up one after another, and it seemed that they had already prepared and queued up in the shrine.

It can be seen that there is no fog around the town, about 500 meters away. At 500 meters away, the fog is like a wall, blocking everything.

The main hall of the stone temple was originally dark, but at this time, the gods and altars were filled with holy light. Although it was faint, it warmed the soul of everyone standing here.

Kamrongpa, Lexiu, and Fibbit led, followed by five pastors, and then followed. It is the lord of this place, Baron Sarante-Haboba.

Behind them are ordinary believers.

"My Lord Luo Meng is the **** of nature and the **** of punishment. The **** maintains nature and the world, punishes everything that destroys nature, and the turmoil and water are all in the power of God."

Believers praised and prayed that after several months, the faith had basically stabilized.

The brilliance of the temple, the magnificence of the palace, and the terrifying dragons all show the power of God, so the faith still has a certain degree of piety.

With prayer, a trace of white spiritual power, invisible to the naked eye, merged into a very thin band of light, which was transmitted to a certain space through a certain way.

In Shennongjiao, the golden brilliance sprinkled with everything.

In 50,000 acres of space, the forest emits green leaves, the world tree is up to 30 meters high, enveloped in a beautiful halo, a small branch, white light on the branch. Converged into a spark, the branches absorbed power without hesitation, almost at the same time, the power of the elements of the turbulent waters was also pulled and condensed here.

A light golden light was transformed into it. This is the essence of divine power, the divine power, and they went back in a certain direction and in a certain direction.

After the prayer was finished, the general practitioners retreated, and the priest, the lord, and the powerful warrior stayed here.

"Master Baron Sarrant, February is here, spring is here, we are planting autumn wheat, and there is some free time before harvesting in June. Please direct us to act." Johnson said, as a confidant of the lord, as The fourth-level fighter, he is now the captain of the entire territory of the armed forces.

"Master Baron Sarrant, although we have magnificent towns, but the population is too small. The dense fog outside is only 500 meters away from the license. We want to expand our space." Another said.

"Bishop Kamrongpa, what is your opinion?" Haboba asked about the temple. Since Kamrongpa was the first priest, he deservedly was the bishop here.

"You are right, it is society, spreading the glory of my Lord." Bishop Kamrongpa said solemnly.

For the pastor of the deity, it is their responsibility to expand the believers, and since this time, the church has eight pastors, which far exceeds the needs of the current 200 people, and it must be possible to expand the believers.

After a pause, he said, "At the beginning of the war, I will lead the pastor with the army to heal the believers of my god."

that's enough.

Habba suddenly laughed and said, "Johnson, talk about the latest situation."

"Yes, the most powerful force near us. There is no doubt that Count Butley, who owns the city, has a long history, but recently it seems that something has happened, the original Count Butley and the eldest son died, and the second son inherited the Count Position, but the strength is greatly damaged, no matter how specific, it is unclear. "

"So, taking advantage of this opportunity, we can work on the three surrounding villages, and it should not cause interference."

"Tell me about the situation in the three villages."

"Yes, Lord Baron, the weakest is Xiaoshi Village, with a population of about 100, followed by Vigan Village with a population of about 150, and finally Simon Village, which is almost to become a town with the largest population, 500 people, no Good attack. "

Speaking of which. Johnson was hesitant.

"Why, what else to say?" Hababa immediately observed it, frowning.

"Sir, in Simon's Town, I heard the name of my Lord Luo Meng."

"Oh, is this town also our brother (breacher)?" Hababa said with some surprise.

"No, it doesn't seem to be what they said, it seems to be a druid, or someone who calls himself a druid." Johnson said: "And. I heard a legend about food for trees."

"Johnson, you talk about all the things you probed!" Bishop Kamrongpa said solemnly.

"Yes, Master Bishop!" Johnson explained the fact that Luo Meng was in that village, and explained the inexhaustible food.

"This must be our Lord coming personally, clearing the way for us and showing miracles!" Bishop Kamrongpa shouted immediately: "Master Baron, in this case, we only need to send two pastors to the town Using miracles and spreading faith, such words have great benefits for us to spread glory and expand our territory. "

"However, it is said that the town originally believed ..."

"This depends on the spread of faith first, and then on your sword. By the way, in the missionary process, you can attack the other two villages first." Bishop Kamrongpa said.

"Well, yes, we can send pastors at the same time to preach in Simon's town and master the internal response. At this time, we will annex the other two villages." Haboba immediately resolved.

Xiaoshi Village and Weigan Village, with a combined population of 250 people, are also easy to attack and digest. After attacking and digesting, it is not too late to deal with Simon Town.

"When do you send troops?" Bishop Kamrongpa asked.

"it is tomorrow!"

"Well, Fibbit, you take two priests and five soldiers and go to Simon Town to preach. Try to master a batch of internal responses within six months."

"Yes, Master Bishop, in order to spread the glory of God, I will do my best!" Fibbit replied loudly.

The next morning, in the early morning, Bishop Kamrongpa followed his troops.

Because the town is protected by dragons, Hababa does not worry about the safety of his territory. This time, the mobilization has mobilized a team of 100 people, which is the entire force in the town.

"It's so foggy!" At this moment, the sun came out, and the fog hadn't dissipated. However, it's okay to have the experience of marching in the fog.

After a morning of Mercedes-Benz, he rested at noon, and in the afternoon, he turned a hill and approached the new territory.

"Sir, look, this is Xiaoshi Village!" Looking down from the hills, there was still sunlight, and the eyes suddenly became flat.

The low hills are gently undulating, and the ground is lush, the fields are scattered, the brook is flowing, and the fence is formed by a wooden fence.

Looking down from the hills, this village is really not big.

"Master, how do you fight?" Johnson asked, on his own side, in fact, most of them are the noble children of the original territory, so they have the ancestral martial arts and knowledge, and it is not a problem to deal with Xiaocun.

"I first opened the door with fireball, and then captured it in one fell swoop." Haboba said simply.

This method is simple and effective.

"Follow the order!" Johnson immediately ordered.

"Oh, Master Bishop, casualties during the crackdown, and appeasement ..."

"Master Baron, this is ours." Bishop Kamrongpa said.

"So, charge!" Haboba mounted, and then straight down from the hills, followed by hundreds of people, also drove down at the same time.

Along the way, Hababa was silently preparing, and when he approached the wooden fence one hundred meters, he snapped a finger.

"Boom!" A fireball landed on the gate. Suddenly, the wooden gate exploded into the sky.

Almost at the same time, the siren in the village was also communicated.

"Kill it up!" Below is Johnson's business.

A militia trying to intercept, the long sword has been cut without hesitation!

"Poof!" Splashing blood.

"Bang!" There is also a militia who is directly facing the collision of the horses. When the horse with an instant speed of up to 30 meters seconds hit his body directly, a crisp sound occurred in his ribs, and the man flew like straw. Go out.

"Those who kneel on the ground do not kill!" Johnson yelled and the horse screamed.

At this time, perhaps a blacksmith in the village, a giant man roared out of a house with an iron spine.

Johnson didn't hesitate to steer forward. With a "boom!", The sword and the iron vertebra collided. The man couldn't stand, rolled to the ground, waved the sword again, and saw the other person's fearful eyes. The face was divided into two halves, and the brain plasma and blood flew into the air.

"Who dares to stand, don't talk about killing!" Johnson yelled, facing a standing man with another sword, blood splashed, and his head flew out.

Behind, the cavalry swarmed and quickly rushed through the village.

The crackdown was short and bloody. Only ten minutes later, the whole village was quiet, except for the dozen or so corpses and the villagers who were kneeling and shaking on the ground, only the voice of the cavalry.

"Is it going well? By the way, are there casualties?" Hababa was very satisfied with the results.

"Except for a soldier who was stabbed by a harpoon, there were no casualties ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Johnson reported that he was also very satisfied with the battle.

"Very well, here is to move all the food and wealth, as well as cattle, sheep and beasts, back to our town, defiant, kill!"

"Yes, lord, what about the village?"

"It burned, with a culprit. After it burned, even if they wanted to go back, they wouldn't be able to go back. Singles or a few got into the mist, and there was only one way to die!"

"Yes, lord!" Johnson immediately ordered, and at the next moment, the village burst into tears.

After killing several people, the villagers who did not want to leave their homes finally moved their things with a cry, and then the smoke was billowing!

However, after the relocation was completed, the thick fog had shrouded.

"Lighting technique!" Four priests exhibited this magic technique, and four light **** floated above the team. This phenomenon suddenly calmed the villagers who were still some commotion.

"Come on, we must arrive at our village by night!"