This army was stationed outside the right wing Xingshan City, and was the main force of the Itathia people in this battle.

The three thousand-time captains received the signal of the commander's march and led the soldiers to the city. As they expected, the enemy was completely unable to see on this section of the city wall.

The enemy troops were all guarding the South Gate to the death, and the second combat plan was successful. As long as the commander's next signal was waiting, they would cross the city wall and rush into the city to start a massacre.

In fact, there should be a general who came to supervise the battle himself, but the conditions here are a bit arduous and the combat methods are a bit dangerous. The generals believed that Manda would not fight back, and this unilateral massacre did not require them to take action personally.

The offensive signal may appear at any time, and the three thousand-time captains are still discussing their strategies after entering the city.

A female commander named Nolra frowned and said, "I suggest killing all their soldiers and young men. As long as they do not resist, try to let women and children go."

Another thousand-time captain, Basiano, said: "Why are you still thinking about this? Have you forgotten the command of the God of Light? We must destroy at least half of the population."

"I said, don't have to show mercy to their men."

"You want to divide the enemy into four teams, one team of young men, one team of women, one team of elderly men, one team of children, and then decide how to kill?"

"Is there anything wrong? They won't fight back anyway."

"Don't dream about you. This is a war, not a game. Even if the enemy does not fight back, they may escape. Even if they do not escape, we don't have so much time to waste. It is said that there are tens of thousands of people in this city, and killing them is not an easy task!"

While speaking, red light flashed deep in the mountains and forests, and the commander sent a signal of attack.

Basiano said to Nolra: "Remember my words, never be kind to the enemy. Think about how our king died? What consequences did we form an alliance with them with the kindness of the gods? They are despicable, shameless, vicious barbarians, they cannot be called humans at all, but just a group of untamed beasts,

Kill these beasts, put the beasts that survived luck in cages, pull out their teeth, cut off their nails, whip them, and don’t give them anything to eat. This is the correct way to tame wild beasts.”

Although Nolra was dissatisfied, she still accepted Basiano's suggestion.

After the ordnance was ready, they were ready to cross the city.

Their ordnance was a huge slingshot made of five large trees and a bowstring made of vines more than one foot thick.

This kind of slingshot is not uncommon. It is a common defensive facility on the city. Some people call it a crossbow, some people call it a catapult, and some people simply call it a catapult, which distinguishes it from a counterweight stone thrower.

This catapult catapult has a good range and is higher than that of the catapult, but the string is very slow, and more than forty soldiers need to twist the winch at the same time. After many use, the bowstring will relax and break.

Put the performance aside first. This kind of thing can be used to shoot stones, crossbows, poisons and excrement, but what does it mean to shoot people? Guater, who has seen all kinds of ordnances, is stunned when he hides behind the city wall.

Only after the first wave of men was thrown over the city wall from the trencher did Guatel understand the truth. It turned out that this was due to the enemy's unique physical talent.

They can flexibly adjust their body posture in the air, use their cloak to reduce the speed when landing, and ultimately achieve a safe landing.

Roma gestured with sign language: Does Toka have the same trick?

Yudora shook her head: "Tokka does not have this skill, this should not be the talent of Apollo believers, but the unique talent of Itathia people."

Roma looked a little solemn. The enemy's combat talent was so outstanding, why was his tactics so unbearable?

She hopes that this talent comes from the result of living in the mountains and forests for many years, rather than from the blood of a certain god.

I can't offend another god anymore, my current situation is already very worrying.

...

Nolra and a group of soldiers walked up to the scoop of the catapult. Basiano finally told him: "Remember, they are beasts and beasts, and they are not worthy of your sympathy. Kill people when you see them until you have no strength."

Nolra nodded and was thrown into the city wall with thirty soldiers.

In the air, Nolra first made a somersault, straightened her body, and maintained her upward striking body. When she flew to the highest point, she had already crossed the city wall. At this time, she opened her cloak, opened her limbs, and was about to fall to the ground smoothly.

Suddenly she found that the situation was not very right, and the soldiers below seemed to be very dense.

What are they all gathered here to do? They have arranged tactics before. After entering the city, they immediately look for favorable terrain to organize military formations. Do not stay under the walls, which will affect other people's landings.

Such a simple tactic has been practiced several times before, but can't they still execute it well?

No, it wasn't a gathering, it seemed that something else had happened. Their physical condition was wrong, some were tall, some were short, and some seemed to have fallen into the ground.

Nolra was shocked, there seemed to be a trap below!

But it was useless to know, she could only keep falling.

When her feet touched the ground, she began to run hard, not daring to stay for a moment, but after just two steps, her legs were completely trapped in the soil.

No, this is not soil, it is water.

It's not water either, it's much stickier than water.

Guater wiped his nose, looked at Nolra with a smile, and ordered his subordinates to bring an iron hook.

...

The city is not soil or water, but Guatel's unique secret technique. It was originally called Vulcan Gas. Later, because he received the oracle of Vulcan Hiphaistus, he said that this thing was too dirty and should not be brought with him, so he changed his name to Guatel Gas.

This adhesive looks very much like soil, but it is actually softer than skin glue. It looks like porridge when it comes to it, but the viscosity is amazing. Guater prepared the adhesive under the wall in advance and used a special method to shape the surrounding adhesive to form a glue pool of eight feet deep.

Nolra was trapped in the glue pool, and she was still struggling hard, but the glue quickly flooded her neck. She looked around in despair, watching the soldiers screaming and struggling in the glue pool, constantly being submerged.

Why is this happening? Didn’t the God of Light say that the enemy will not resist, they will let them slaughter.

Why……

The glue flooded the top of her head and kept pouring into her mouth and nose...

Several Itathia people flew far away and landed outside the border of the Jiaochi. Before they were ready for battle, they were shot and killed by archers led by Villoch.

The enemy troops came very densely, and there were many enemy troops flying outside the Jiaochi. Velok jumped back and forth on the roof, which made Roma very nervous.

She gestured in sign language: Did you see it? The enemy's body movements are very similar to him.

Yudora nodded and said, "I hope this has nothing to do with the hunting goddess."

Guatel hooked Nolra with an iron hook, and when he tied it up, he pinched Nolra's nose and said, "I'm so handsome, it's my turn!"

Yudora shouted, "Send her to the prisoner-of-war camp first, no one is allowed to touch her until the training is done!"

Nolra was dragged away, and she saw that Basiano, who had just fallen, was still struggling in the glue, with only despair left in her eyes.

...

Forced commander Savante to issue an attack order, Manda took him and the four elders to Seven Star City. Looking at the soldiers' mountains of heads and corpses, Savante burst into tears.

"Shameless Manda Claudesey, shameless barbarian, you have betrayed your promise, you have violated God's will, you will be punished, fall into hell, and will never be liberated forever."

Manda frowned and said, "What are you talking about? What have I made an agreement with you? Do you want me to tie my hands and feet to wait for you to slaughter? Even if you kill pigs, you have to spend more effort? You have been a savage in the mountains for so long, and you don't know how to fight, so you dare to come to me to die?"

Savante gritted his teeth and said, "You have no repentance at all, and the punishment God will never end!"

Manda said angrily: "Why do I repent? What did I do wrong?"

"Our king comes with the kindness of the God of Light, but you brutally killed him."

"You dare to mention this!" Manda stepped forward and grabbed Savante, "If you ask the messenger to send the letter in advance instead of letting your king come rashly, I would not have been hasty to deal with the dangerous disaster. If your king is a little cautious and brings more high-level guards, I would not have been played with by Athena's believers!

You are those who do not know how to repent. Even if you have a little more prudence and caution, it will not cause misunderstandings between the two gods. Now all five of you go to the temple of Hermes to repent and pray for the forgiveness and forgiveness of the gods."

After saying that, Manda called Quinta and asked him to hand over the written prayer to Savante. Savante saw the first prayer and almost tore off the parchment:

The great Hermes, please look here, please forgive our ignorance and stupidity, forgive our recklessness and arrogance, our negligence and childishness have caused the misunderstanding between you and the God of Light...

He really wanted to tear it up, but he didn't dare to attack because he saw Manda's hideous eyes.

Manda stared at Savante and said, "You are still alive now, but I don't know how long you can live. If you read a word wrong, I will let you live for many years!"

Worm stayed in the temple to supervise their prayers, and Manda returned to her bedroom and fell asleep.

Late at night, a dazzling red light awakened Manda, which was the summoning from God Pan.

The oracle ring lit up red for the first time, which meant that Pan Shen was very angry.

Manda was not in a hurry to prepare the altar, he needed to calm down.

There was a battle report on the table, which he received before he went to bed. Sheltai, who was supposed to be at a disadvantage, won consecutive victories on the battlefield with his Titan Legion, forcing Dwight to retreat to Lianyu City.

Manda envies, really envies.

Sheltai made many mistakes. He was stubborn and greedy, and he once became a prisoner of Manda, but King Cronos of Titan still handed over the most powerful force to him.

Barkern also made many mistakes, but even though he did such an outrageous thing as proclaiming himself king, he still did not lose the trust of the Lord of God's Punishment in him.

Not to mention Leonde, his owed IQ made Manda anxious, but this did not affect Tifeng's favor to him at all.

What about me, what did I do wrong?

Should I be punished if I fight back at the end of my life?

This is the rule of the Lord God? No wonder they are heading for decline.

Under such ridiculous rules, what should I use to fight against a powerful opponent?

To calm down, you must calm down. This is not Pan Shen’s fault. You cannot affect your relationship with Pan Shen because of a momentary impulse.

Manda took a deep breath and prepared to accept the verdict of the gods.

Of course, if the ruling is too unfavorable, he is also ready for the next step, and there is still a way out, and there is more than one way out. Although the promotion process cannot be as smooth as it is now, no matter what he has worked hard to do, he cannot let everything he has worked hard to vanish!

He set up the altar and quietly waited for Pan Shen's scolding.

The smoke rose, and an old man appeared on the altar. His snow-white hair and beard covered most of his face, revealing only wrinkled eye sockets and nose.

This is not Pan Shen. Judging from his appearance alone, he is even older than Pan Shen.

"Manda Claudesey, do you know who I am?" The old man's voice was powerful and powerful, with a special sense of rhythm, just like a bass singer chanting a famous excerpt from an opera.

Before Manda could answer, the old singer himself gave the answer: "I am the messenger of Hermes, the most loyal servant of God. I pass on His oracles, His rewards, His creeds, His majesty, Manda Claudesai, God's child, God's believer, God's only bloodline in the world, do you know what you did wrong?"

Manda nodded and said, "I know."

The old singer said, "Do you know what kind of punishment you will be subject to?"

Manda lowered her head and said, "Everything follows the instructions of the gods."

The old singer took out something, knocked it hard at Manda's head, and then stuffed it into Manda's hand.

Manda rubbed her scalp and looked at what was in her hand. It was a stone statue, the stone statue of Hermes.

"This is..."
Chapter completed!