Seeing that the visitor was not good, the messenger's eyes were a little panicked.

He was originally just a barefoot doctor and a small businessman. He thought that relying on his belief in Carlos could gather people's hearts and gain the right to negotiate with those mysterious people for treatment, but he did not expect that just a small test, the other party was suddenly overwhelmed by soldiers.

"Don't their leader know that if I help him like this, he can save him a lot of management trouble?"

The messenger of God looked at the griffin beast getting closer and closer. He was so scared that he sat on the ground. Between his legs, a wisp of yellow liquid gradually emerged.

The two elders beside him were evasively at this time.

The villagers just accepted the impression that the messenger was the spokesperson of God. Such a scene of the other party appeared in front of them, which made them uneasy, and they were also confused.

Will the messenger of God be so unbearable?

"City of Dawn, forbidden to believe in Carlos and all other evil gods."

"Philis Ron." The knight on the griffin opened a roll of parchment and shouted: "You will be sentenced to stolen the public because of your evil words."

"Stolen? Ha!" When the messenger of Ron heard the verdict, he mustered up the courage and shouted: "Carlos, our God, He will let me go to heaven, and you will all go to hell, to hell!"

"Puff." The griffin knight chuckled. He did not show the ugly eyes of the slave soldiers around him, but said with disdain: "Carlos's divine power cannot affect the believers of the God of Order."

"Also, heresy Ron, I regret to tell you that you can't go to heaven, as for hell?"

"Haha, it's not Carlos who decides who goes to hell, but our God!"

"Order is everything!"

"Seriyua!"

The griffin knight threw out a hammer with thunder power and broke the legs of the Ron messenger with a bang.

Then the shield infantry rushed forward, grabbed the messenger who was so painful that he couldn't speak, and pushed it into the fire pit.

Then the moon elves archers walked down, threw stones one by one in the hands of the villagers, and forced them to throw stones to hit the messenger.

At the same time, several elders and fanatical believers who were accomplices of tigers were also caught one by one and hanged directly in the shanty town.

Looking at this scene, Zhang Hao blinked and said, "Your Highness, how can I feel so familiar with this... such a scene?"

"Of course you are familiar with it." Lin Tian said lightly: "Because on Earth, similar things have been repeated countless times."

"Let's go, keep going to the bar." Lin Tian said this, looking at Zhang Hao's decadent expression, he added: "Don't be sad for others."

"Because you don't forget that we are here for our hometown, family, and future!"

"We have no time to be sad for the aliens!"

Zhang Hao was slightly stunned, took a deep breath, suppressing the sympathy that surged in his heart. Then he shook his head, walked back to the campfire party, and began to drink wine in big mouthfuls.

This night was a very happy night for the chosen ones.

However, for most humans in Shia City, this night was a sleepless night!

Not long after the sentry tower saw the beacon, the human soldiers on the walls of Shia City looked at the horizon with fear, and orcs appeared all over the mountains and fields.

Strong orcs, huge monster mounts, struggling siege equipment, each of which makes the humans on the city wall unable to sleep or eat.

Fortunately, it was already night, and the moonlight was not bright under the stars on this day, so the orcs did not attack the city in one go.

But the humans in the city of Shia knew that such peace would collapse when dawn came.

The habits of orcs determine that they will never think about what waiting means.
Chapter completed!