Chapter 587: The Nameless Dead

"Magic reaction?" Count Delta turned around, "What's that?"

"Get out of the way of your knights!" Bryan yelled at him, ignoring his manners. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Before he could finish speaking, a group of believers in indigo robes had rushed out of the street corner and pounced into the group of knights leading the way. The force of the attacker's impact was so great that even the horses were thrown to the ground. Before several knights could react, their legs were crushed by the mounts that pressed down like a mountain, and the others immediately drew their swords and stepped forward to fight with the believers.

The people on the street avoided one after another, and many people were squeezed down in a panic, crying and crying for help one after another, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

"Really...... "The Count was surprised for a moment, and then furiously exclaimed, "Damn it, kill all these rebels for me!"

But a flying bluestone slab shut his mouth.

It was part of the pavement of the street, and I saw the stone slab rise into the air and shoot at the knight so fast that only a trace of cyan afterimage could be seen, and the armor of the person who was hit was suddenly deflated, and blood rushed out from the gap between the visor and the joints, and it seemed that there was no way to live.

Then more slabs flew out, including even believers. The bones of those who were hit vertically were shattered, and when they were hit horizontally, they were cut in two.

Before the Count of Delta could express his shock, he was pulled to the side of the street by Brian.

"Fire!" Iron Axe ordered.

A continuous stream of gunfire instantly resounded through the streets.

The people who were still standing fell as if they were harvesting wheat, and there was a brief emptiness in front of the otherwise chaotic procession. When the smoke cleared, only the knights and believers were left lying on the ground, some of whom had not yet lost their breath, curled up on the ground and groaned in pain.

"What about the enemy?" said Brian, staring at the corner without blinking, looking like he was facing a great enemy.

"Enemy...... Aren't they all down?" said the Earl, shocked and puzzled. Obviously, he didn't expect that His Majesty's army would be so powerful that more than a dozen silver-armored knights would lose their ability to fight in the blink of an eye.

"It's coming!" Sylvie snapped.

As if echoing her warning, a woman stepped out of the corner, and the stone slabs of the street were rolled up like carpets and floated in the air in turn.

Dense gunfire rang out again, and the stone slab that had just been erected was torn apart, but there was still a bluestone slab that had been flipped over, like a thick-bladed giant sword sweeping towards the crowd.

Oops! Brian's heart chilled, for in the light of what he had just seen, there was absolutely no way for a musket to accurately shatter an overturned slate at such a short distance. He could scarcely imagine the soldiers being cut - they didn't even have iron armor, and they would only suffer more casualties than the knights. But at this time, I can only resist hard.

Almost at the same time, a purple light appeared from the front of the group.

The mana cage completely covered the incoming stone slab, and quickly tightened, forcibly blocking it.

"Enemy...... Is it a witch?" Count Delta reacted.

It was not until all the erected stone slabs fell to the ground that the First Army stopped shooting.

The thick smoke of gunpowder obscured the vision, and the air was filled with a choking smell of sulfur, but no one dared to rub their eyes or cough, except for the sound of changing bullets, the scene was frighteningly quiet for a while

"Miss Sylvie?" Iron Axe asked.

"Magic...... gone," she said slowly.

The loss of mana means that the enemy is off the battlefield, or has died.

It wasn't until the smoke cleared that Brian saw the results.

A woman collapsed in a pool of blood, her dark green curls thickened by the blood.

Brian let go of the frightened Count and walked over to her—the red and white priest's robes revealing her identity.

The Purifier had two palm-sized wounds on her chest and abdomen, still dripping with reddish-brown blood clots, presumably the bullets that had pierced through the slate and penetrated directly into her body. There are multiple injuries on his arms and legs, which are probably caused by the flying rubble.

It was the right thing to do by rolling up the bluestone slabs on the streets as a shield and using the extra slabs as weapons to attack the enemy, even if the opponent had the Divine Punishment Stone, and it was difficult to get close to such a blow, but he did not anticipate the power of the musket.

In retrospect, I am afraid that the opponent had been hit by a dense rain of bullets in the first round of shots, but she still insisted on flipping a stone slab and throwing it, and her willpower can be seen.

"She's really a witch of the Church?" Delta cautiously stepped forward.

"Didn't Your Majesty make it very clear in the propaganda of the royal capital?" Brian replied angrily, "The church not only poisons the common people with madness pills, but also secretly cultivates witches to serve them, and those innocent women who were framed by the church are on our side, haven't you heard any news?"

"I've heard it, but it's unbelievable......"

What is this, the church has done a lot of despicable things, and of course, the nobility is not much better. Brian thought to himself, but didn't speak again.

Also stunned by this brief conflict was Edith.

For the first time, she saw the way the musket unit fought, from the moment the target was discovered to the time the enemy was routed, and the soldiers had to stand still. His Majesty's army had the upper hand in terms of physical exertion alone, and it is conceivable that the larger the scale of the engagement, the more obvious the advantage of using muskets.

There is no doubt that the form of warfare against the thick armor has been completely changed.

When you think of the machines that roar all night in the West, you can see what a terrifying war potential your Majesty's realm has.

It wasn't until Iron Axe ordered the team to move on that Edith came to her senses.

But her conviction was even stronger - she had made the right choice.

The First Army turned the corner, and soon came to the door of the church, and there were already many corpses lying on the ground, dressed as patrols.

The cause of the incident was quickly ascertained, and while the patrol was following the order to cordon off the church, more than 200 fanatics suddenly came out and swept the lord's men into pieces, and some believers stayed behind to entangle with the patrol and create chaos in the outer city, while some broke through directly in the direction of the city gate. Fortunately, the First Army was less than 100 meters away from the church at that time, and happened to collide with the Pure, and if it was a quarter of an hour late, the Pure would probably have been able to escape in the chaos.

Brian led the way into the church, quickly clearing out the remnants of the resistance inside.

Then came the time of the looting, and according to His Majesty's request, the papers, letters, and supplies of the church had to be scavenged and left behind.

At Sylvie's instructions, the soldiers used packets of explosives to blow open the heavy iron door in the basement, and when the door panel slowly collapsed, the eyes of those present could not help but widen.

I saw more than ten boxes of Divine Punishment Stones neatly arranged, and the ground was full of golden coins.