As the armies of both sides fought fiercely across the Roman walls, Walkrick weaved through the chaos as he searched for the next trebuchet and bombarded it with it.

The cries of killing on both sides came and went, and the walls were filled with corpses, and the blood slowly flowed down the stone stairs, so that the soldiers who followed the city walls were extremely careful about their feet, afraid of being slipped by the red blood.

"Quick, take up your weapons, don't be afraid to shrink from the roar of the Vandals, face them bravely, and defeat them, even if they are demons, the spears and iron swords in our hands will kill them!"

Walkerrick patted the soldiers on the shoulders, guiding them to the enemy.

Walcreek wasted all his strength and finally made it to another place where the trebuchet was.

More than a dozen soldiers were struggling to keep the Vandals on the ramparts, trying to protect the trebuchet.

The defenses of a dozen or so men were so weak that soon a strong Vandal broke through their defenses and rushed in.

The instrumenter, who was busy operating the trebuchet, did not notice the danger behind him, only to see the Vandal man pounce on him with an arrow and kick the instrumenter to the ground.

The machine master screamed and slammed his body into the trebuchet's wood, which was not a light blow, and he fell from the trebuchet and lay on his side on the hard ground.

"Roar!"

The murderer Vandal roared loudly, and under his helmet was a terrifying bloody mouth, only to see him raise the blood-stained iron sword in his hand.

The instrumentainist was frightened, and he raised his hands in front of his face.

"Whew!"

Hearing only a muffled thud, and an exclamation from the Vandal, the Instrumentalist opened his eyes to see the blood-stained blade of Spada's sword appear on the man's chest.

"Click!"

The blade spun halfway around the Vandal's chest before being pulled out, and the attacked Vandal's fell to the ground softly in an instant, exhaling his last breath.

"Are you alright?"

The Instrument Master looked up and saw the Praetorian Guard officer Volklick, who had joined the defense with a few soldiers.

"Hi man, there's no time to sleep, get up!" Walkrick didn't mean to stall for time, he pulled the machine master up, then patted the dust behind him, and then pointed to the siege tower not far away and said to him: "Now, I want you to aim at that damn thing for me, as long as this thing exists, then the Vandals will continue to climb the walls, and then these damned barbarians will be like flies that can't kill them all!" ”

"As you wish! As you wish! The apparatus man nodded repeatedly, and then the soldiers who had helped the apparatus carried the trebuchet in the direction of the siege tower.

"Aim, remember, time is running out for us!" Walcreek reminded him again and again, and the Machinesmith bit his lip and worked hard to control the trebuchet with the help of the other helpers, aiming for the siege tower.

"Loading what?" The instrumentaturist asked.

"Oil drums, lit!"

One of the helpers struggled to put the oil drum on the huge wooden bowl, and Walker pulled a torch from the brazier, stabbed a hole in the oil barrel with his sword, and lit the oil that flowed out.

"Boom ......"

The oil burned violently, enveloping the entire barrel in an instant.

"Quick, it's now, it's now!" Walcreek urged again, and the instrumentainist did not hesitate, only to see him hold the lever tightly and pull it down violently!

"Squeak!"

Only a groan of wooden equipment was heard, and the trebuchet was activated, and the huge wooden bowl pitcher threw the burning oil drum with all its might.

The oil burned in the air, dragging a pitch-black tail before landing at the very top of the siege tower.

"Boom!"

Only an explosion was heard, and the entire top of the siege tower was instantly surrounded by a large amount of flames.

The sound of the explosion swallowed the Vandals archers standing above, along with their screams, and there were constantly people who could not bear the fear, wailed, and rolled down from the top of the siege tower with a body of flames.

The flames gradually spread downward, and the falling sparks stopped the soldiers trying to cross the slabs, and no one wanted to be reluctant to live with the flames.

"Papa, Caesar is here."

In the Roman church, Pope Leo stood in the center of his room, lit by a large number of candles and oil lamps, he turned his head to look at the priest who was telling the news, nodded slightly, and said, "Let him in." ”

"Squeak!"

The door was slowly opened, and Luga was seen walking in with a stealthy step, his face pale, as if he had lost his soul, and his mouth was still muttering, "God, forgive me, even if it is only for two days." ”

Looking at Luga's appearance, Leo looked at him with a frown, and asked Luga with a hint of worry, "Caesar, are you okay?" ”

Luga slowly raised his head and looked at Leo, his face was full of helplessness, he smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly.

Leo lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then said to the priests on the left and right, "Go out and let me talk to Caesar alone." ”

When the priests had gone out, and there were only Pope Leo and Luga in the room, Luga spoke and sighed softly.

"What's wrong?" Leo asked curiously, "Why are you so depressed, completely different from you once were." ”

"I don't know that, Papa." Luga stretched out his hand and raised his hands to Leo and said, "I don't know why, I feel that this body is rejecting me more and more, why, why I want to go to the front line only my soldiers, but when I put on the armor and hold the iron sword in my hand, my head feels like it is about to explode, it is full of memories of my past, it must be a demon, it must be a demon who blinded my sober head, I am cursed, papa, they tried to break the spear." ”

Looking at Lugana's eager appearance, Leo instantly realized the seriousness of the problem, he hurriedly pointed to the bench beside him, and said to Luga: "Come here, sit down, child, sit down!" ”

Leo stroked Luga's forehead, and in his hand he held the precious Bible, found an excerpt from Matthew's gospel and read it aloud to Luga.

"It turned out to be Satan, it turned out that Satan was torturing you in secret, and the Vandals made an agreement with the fallen angel Satan to let Satan secretly cast a spell to torment you, my great Caesar, so that the Vandals could sack the pure Eternal City." Leo's eyes were slightly closed, and he said with a thoughtful voice: "Don't worry, I will do my best to expel Satan for Caesar, and the city of Rome cannot lack the spear of the empire." ”

As he spoke, Leo took the tip of Longinus' spear from his pocket and pressed it to Luga's forehead, "This is the first holy relic to enter the body of the Son, a blessed relic, and the most powerful weapon to expel Satan!" ”

Seeing Leo so serious, Luga closed his eyes slightly, and he also began to pray silently in his heart, now there is no other way but to give all hope to prayer, hoping that God can help him.

"Woo woo woo ......"