"Look, what is this?"

Three days later, in the barracks of the Ninth Army, the usual training did not begin, and all the soldiers were attracted to something much more interesting.

They gathered around the returning Luga and his party, staring at the blood on the body that was bound by the four cavalrymen with wide eyes and curiosity, and the whole body was full of all kinds of arrows, although they were all broken, but the broken arrow shaft was even more shocking.

"Fortunately, the weather was cold and the corpses were not decomposed, otherwise these guys would not have been so tightly surrounded." Luga laughed at Arecio as he walked, but Arecio looked very reserved, after all, what Luga did at that time really refreshed his worldview.

However, among the barracks of the Ninth Legion, it was said that the most nervous was Father Jankaro, who heard that Luga, who had not appeared in the barracks for more than a month, suddenly appeared in the barracks in this cold weather, and brought a big gift that was said to be given to him.

This is a big deal, the news came, Father Jiang Karo led the monks to pack up early and wait outside the camp tent of the Chinese army.

Luga and his party appeared as promised, and the "gift" they brought surprised Father Jiangkaro and them.

"What's, what is this?" Father Jiang Karo secretly wondered in his heart that this "giant" with arrows all over his body, and the "giant" with a bear skin full of holes, even if he died, looking at his corpse would make people shudder.

"I heard that this guy is still standing after several arrows in his body, stable as a tall mountain, roaring like a howling wind." One of the monks behind him did not know where he got the news, and he whispered to the crowd behind Father Jankaro: "I heard that this guy was killed by General Luga and his men, look at the arrows in this body, there has never been such a terrible thing." His explanation made everyone nod their heads.

Such a monster was the most powerful warrior that Jiang Karo had ever encountered, and it was impossible for him to fight tenaciously despite being so badly injured. But he was dead and dead, and he had no life force to speak of.

"Come, take a look, Father Jankaro."

Before Lugatsema came to the camp of the Chinese army, he casually pointed to the corpse of the Nephilim behind him and said to Father Jankaro: "I'm afraid you don't know this guy yet, let me introduce you to the Nephilim, the captured Nephilim, a very large man, although he is only a corpse now." Luga said as he motioned for the soldiers to stop and put the stiff Philphilim up the steps at the feet of Father Jankaro and a group of monks.

"Oh my God!"

Bowing his head and quietly examining the corpse of the Nephilim, Father Jankaro prayed to God as he uncovered the tattered bear skin and revealed his hideous face.

"What the hell is this?"

Not only the crouching priest Jankaro, but also the surrounding monks and soldiers who could barely see it all had such questions in their hearts, could this be the legendary Nephilim? No one who has ever seen it dares to say that they have seen it, but now that the evidence has come, Luga has brought back a terrifying corpse, so does the legendary ominous Nephilim exist in Britannia? Thinking of this, both the monks and the soldiers present turned pale with fright, and swallowed saliva from time to time.

"I'm very sorry for this, but I hope Father Jankaro doesn't be surprised." Seeing the discomfort on Father Jangkaro's face, Luga knew the game in his heart, and while defending himself, he dismounted, came to Father Jangkaro, and said to him unhurriedly: "I have only brought the hints and warnings that God has given us. Fortunately, we knew about the existence of the Nephilim in advance, and it is hard to imagine that the Saxons or the Anglos were filled with a large number of Nephilim, and I only accidentally found a Nephilim hunting during the patrol on the front line and captured it. ”

Luga spoke so vividly that he did not want to whisper such a thrilling event to Father Jankaro alone, but at the top of his voice, he recounted in detail the process from the time they united in the hunt for the Nephilim until he fell.

That's it, looking at the cold and stiff corpse, the soldiers around him turned pale with fright, and their lips trembled.

"Oh my God, we're going to face such monsters in the future."

"Oh Almighty God, merciful Lord, save me, save me!"

“……”

The soldiers prayed spontaneously, and although their faith was strong, their faith did not blind them to the point of forgetting what it means to be human. That's right, it was this psychological weakness that Luga caught on, and he brought with him the Nephilim, who seemed to be in the legends and did exist. But Father Jankaro and a group of monks don't know what to do.

"Your Excellency General means that our enemies and their allies are the ominous Nephilim."

Father Jankaro said to Luga, and although he tried to keep his composure, the panic in his heart still came out from his expression from time to time, such as constantly looking at the corpse lying on the ground, and the fingers of his hands tightly twisted together.

"If this is the case, then can Your Excellency tell me, or guess, how many Nephilim have joined our enemy?"

"Hundreds, thousands."

Facing Father Jiangkarlo's question, Luga said to him with a gloomy face: "Our enemy is now because of the escaped Kevin. Theon's call gathered a united army, which came from all over to defeat us once and for all, and to expel us once and for all. Of course, in their hands, the Philim who go out casually like this must have a considerable scale, otherwise how could they be so confident? ”

Although I don't believe in the vanity of hearing, I have to admit that what I see is real. Regarding Luga's vague statement, Father Jangkaro was skeptical, but he could not find a way to refute it.

"So, what do we do next?" Fr. Jankaro asked Lugardo.

"I want the Ninth Legion to work with the Auxiliary Legion." Luga said, taking Father Jankaro into the tent, and then said to him: "Camlo Dulum, the position in the east, we need to take this place in less than a month in the next month, so that our fleet has a stable docking position first, and we need soldiers, more soldiers. ”

"But the weather is ......," said Jiang Caro, tightening the fur blanket he used to ward off the cold. Luga saw his intentions at a glance and wanted to be lazy.

"Do you want to face the Nephilim here?" Luga questioned Father Giancarlo: "I don't think the Pope, Leo, will allow you to back down because of the weather. I will take all the cities of Upper Britain in this cold winter, without them there will be no money, without money we will not be able to buy mercenaries, without mercenaries we will be cruelly eaten by the Philistines! ”

At the mention of the Nephilim, Father Jankaro finally gave in, nodded his head with great reluctance, and said to Luga: "Your Excellency is the supreme commander of the army, and I will obey your orders." ”