Chapter 1329: Situation crisis

Archbishop Sandos is also a long-term battlefield, especially in the Almohad military exercise that year, the number of failures and setbacks experienced together, no less than a hundred times.
At that time, all the generals used him as a soft persimmon and squeezed hard. Changing methods tortured his body and destroyed his confidence.
That experience was so painful and unbearable to look back, even after so long, he would still wake up from nightmares from time to time.
In the face of those failures, setbacks, and other people's bitter ridicules, if someone were to change his mind, he might have collapsed and was admitted to a mental hospital. But Archbishop Santos was really a man. He gritted his teeth and insisted on coming over.
One defeat every day, one defeat every day, and sometimes even several defeats a day. He was ashamed, from crying bitterly at first, to crying without tears later.
At that time, many people thought that after the big defeat the day before, he would definitely not be able to hold on anymore. But on the second day, he stood up again and went into battle again.
‘Even if you are abused thousands of times, you still treat people as first love’. It's... well, it's just like a pervert at all.
Everyone had to admire a sigh: Grandma, these puppies of the Holy See are really thick-skinned~!
For Santos, although those failures and setbacks are unbearable past events, they are even more precious combat experience.
It was those failures and setbacks that finally made Archbishop Santos, turning him from a zero-level white to a qualified, bold and sharp-eyed general.
Therefore, when he received the news that the front line was defeated and the enemy army was about to crush the territory, he just hesitated for a few seconds, and then decisively issued the order: the whole army entered the city. According to the city defended firmly.
Following his order, the 100,000 Bayer District Legion immediately turned around, and all of a sudden rushed into Delong City.
This city with only a few hundred thousand people immediately became overcrowded, and the streets were full of soldiers shouting and running.
After learning that the demons were about to arrive, the soldiers of the Templar Knight Corps in Bayer immediately became nervous.
In the face of hundreds of undead war fortresses and the siege of hundreds of thousands of Semitic armies, the powerful Vatican army in front of more than one hundred thousand was almost wiped out with their hands up.
And they only had a mere 100,000 people, and they were about to face that powerful and bloodthirsty and brutal enemy army. at this time. No matter who is, it is impossible to calm down.
In this army, only one-tenth of the people have ever been on the battlefield. Those with real swords and guns fought with Hadu's southern army.
The remaining tens of thousands were at most recruits who had fought in groups in the countryside, thinking of the coming war. And facing the ferocious demons in the epic story, their hearts must be panicked.
Many people even crossed their chests and chanted prayers silently.
The Cardinal Sandos was calm, riding a horse among the army, and slowly walked into Deron City.
As the capital of a Grand Duchy, this city is quite prosperous. Cardinal Sandos took a professional look at the defense of Deron and concluded that it was not bad.
But in the current bad environment. A ‘not bad’ is not enough.
Delong’s city wall is five to six meters high. The outer layer is made of hard stone. The female wall is complete and there are many towers on the city wall.
There is also an inner city in the city, and the center of the inner city is a towering castle, which can be described as solid.
As long as there are enough manpower to defend, it is very difficult for the enemy to attack.
to him. This is the first good news we have encountered so far.
Many cities on the mainland with a long history like Delong have hundreds of years of history.
The construction of their city defense system is as long as the city, and it has taken hundreds of years.
Through several generations, more than a dozen generations of nobles continued to strengthen, increase, and expand.
Continued until now, one can imagine the sturdiness of the city defense system.
And Cardinal Sandos can be sure that the craftsmanship of building the wall and towers must be very good. As a military defense project, there is absolutely no cutting corners common in other people's livelihood projects. Shoddy phenomenon.
On the contrary, the material can be used as good as possible, and the advanced technology can be used as much as possible.
The nobles definitely don't hesitate to spend money on this, which is related to their old lives.
You know, in this civilized and prosperous feudal era, despite official propaganda, the people are all hardworking and kind. Hard work, honest and honest... But in fact, few of those dead people are good things~!
They are all impoverished, and the reason why they did not directly challenge the nobles is because they did not directly provoke them.
Not to mention anything else, no aristocratic master is not a headache when paying rent and tax every year.
The gang of uneducated, uneducated, and ill-qualified spoilers did not sympathize with the hardships of the noble masters.
The nobles collected food, soldiers, taxes, and labor, and even robbed girls from their families, all for their good.
Without soldiers, without food, who will guarantee their safety?
If the noble lords do not rob their girls, how can they improve their lowly genes and improve the overall quality of the nation?
Although the nobles are exhausted, but the dead people do not have any consciousness, and they don't understand at all.
The villains like Spartacus, William Wallace, Robin Hood, Cromwell, etc. are always uprising and rioting. Holding a dung fork and hoe, hit the noble cities and territories.
This kind of thing is commonplace on the mainland, and I hear about it a few times every month. From time to time, some little nobles are beaten to death by that mob, and family property women are robbed.
As for the fact that after a hard day working for the national economy and the people's livelihood, a certain noble master was picked off by a pup while sleeping, and it happened from time to time.
Therefore, in order to protect their personal safety, powerful nobles have built their cities particularly strong.
Deron is no exception, but because it is not far from Vatican and there are few wars, Deron is still quite a wealthy area.
This made Cardinal Sandos very fortunate, but fortunately the city in front of him was Deron.
If it is a small town with a population of tens of thousands, Cardinal Sandos has to consider whether he should turn around and retreat immediately.
Since I decided to stay here. Cardinal Sandos immediately went to work and said loudly: "The tenth to fifteenth legions, go up to the city wall to take over the defense, and the sixteenth legions, guard the city gate. From now on, a grain of grain cannot be shipped out of the city.
The Seventeenth Army, go to the inner city and look at the warehouse, the Eighteenth Army..."
The cardinal Sandos, who entered the state, assigned tasks in an orderly manner. Send soldiers to important places in the city.
"Yes~!"
"Yes~!"
The commanders of the legions immediately rushed to their goals.
Accompanied by the loud calls from the officers, the Vatican soldiers of the Bayer regiment ran across the streets of Delong quickly, causing a flurry of chaos.
Just as the Cardinal Sandos kept issuing loud orders, an angry voice came from across him.
"Stop it for me. Stop it~!"
An aristocrat in Chinese clothes walked over angrily, and behind him was a large group of soldiers in armor, all looking bad.
The guards around Sandos immediately rushed up to protect their commander of the Bayer Army in the middle.
With a "stunned" sound of weapon friction, the soldiers of the Holy See drew their weapons and aimed them at the opposite person.
Seeing that the situation was not right, the soldiers passing by also followed suit and surrounded the group of people.
The middle-aged nobleman in the crowd swept around the people surrounding him, his face flushed with anger, clenched his fists and waved. Angrily roared: "I don't care who you are, stop me and leave my city~!"
Cardinal Sandos looked at him up and down, and said in confusion: "You are?"
The middle-aged nobleman had a chest, glanced at Sandos contemptuously, and said proudly: "I am Grand Duke Peuselle."
"Oh..." Cardinal Sandos replied casually, not even a horse. Sitting on the horse, he arched his hand slightly and said: "It turns out to be His Royal Highness, disrespectful and disrespectful, I am the Holy See..."
Santos's rude behavior annoyed Grand Duke Peuselle. He interrupted Santos in a rage and shouted loudly: "Boy, I don't care who you are, get out of my city. Right now~!
Otherwise, I will tell Vatican to make you look good. Deron is not a place where you can be presumptuous. "
Due to his anger, white droplets spurted out of his mouth unconsciously while speaking.
The Cardinal Sandos laughed and looked at the angry grand prince in front of him with interest. Said: "We take over this city, don't you want to know the reason?"
Peusele stopped abruptly, then shook his head, and said, "For whatever reason, Deron belongs to me. It is impossible for you to take over Deron City. Get out of me..."
Cardinal Sandos looked at the angry Grand Duke Peuselle and said calmly: "The Demon Race is here."
"I...what~!" Grand Duke Peusele let out a scream, anxiously: "What did you say?"
"Rot Garon fell, and the 150,000 Holy See army was annihilated. The hundreds of thousands of demon army, hundreds of war fortresses, will soon reach Deron." Sandos casually played with the whip in his hand. Slowly said in an elegant noble tone: "My legion is going to defend Deron and stop the demons from going east. Are you sure, you want us to leave?
To be honest, I just couldn't ask for it.
If you just have to say one thing, brother, I'll leave immediately. "
Grand Duke Peusele's face instantly turned white and white, like a ghost, and said blankly: "This is impossible..."
The noble officials and local soldiers behind him also changed color, staring at each other in horror, and then all looked at Cardinal Sandos.
"No, I..." Grand Annunciation Peusele said incoherently: "Are you... sure about the news?"
"My striker has already gone to investigate. If you want to know, there will be accurate news in at least half a day." Sandos Cardinal's face changed suddenly, and he stared at Grand Duke Peuselle fiercely, saying: "There is accuracy. I will tell you the news as soon as possible.
Now, don't stop me from arranging city defenses, otherwise, at your own risk~! "
The ferocity on Sandos's face made Grand Duke Peuselle stepped back in fright. His face changed a little, and then he waved his hand and said loudly: "Let's go back."
Bringing hundreds of people behind him ran into the inner city dingy.
A few hours later, when Cardinal Sandos was standing on the wall to arrange the defense zone of the army and deploying defenses tensely, a long convoy rushed out of the east gate and swiftly drove eastward.
The number of the fleet is no less than hundreds. Among them, there are many luxury carriages produced by Flying Eagle, such as Les Rolls, BMW, Ferrari, Mercedes-Benz, etc.
Not only that, but there are also some tall freight wagons in the middle, all of which are full. And the traces of the rut are extremely deep. If a veteran of robbers like Luo Jue Ye and Lei Er Ye, just take a glance, you can know that the car is loaded with precious things like gold jewelry.
Among the long convoy, the middle luxury carriage is the most conspicuous. Although Grand Duke Peusele was extremely knowledgeable, he did not hang his banner. But the coat of arms on the carriage exposed him immediately.
Just like a thousand years ago, these noble lords abandoned their people in the first place.
The officer beside Sandos sneered and cursed in a low voice: "These cowards~!"
Then he turned his head and said to Sandos: "My lord. It seems that this city is yours now."
Sandos curled his lips and fled to the nobles. He had already expected it, and shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "I know these guys are unreliable. That's all, inform the whole city. Those who want to leave should leave quickly, and those who don't. Down dig trenches to build shelters.
Only they have some effect against war fortresses. "
"How long are we going to defend? Vantino will send reinforcements to support us?"
"Who knows. You can stand as long as you can." Sandos Cardinal stared at the western horizon, muttering to himself.
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There was a chaos in the Papal Palace in Vantino.
Pope Hillmelia, in a white robe, is holding the one-year-old baby, and talking to him, the scene is very warm, if you don't look at the group of cardinals next to him.
Dozens of high-ranking church officials in red robes were clamoring like a group of ducks, and there was a buzzing noise in the room.
But this didn't seem to affect the little baby, he stared at a pair of and white eyes. Looking at these nervous old men, giggling, as if they were interesting.
The quarrel in the room spread outside the door, where the guards of the Pope’s Guard looked at each other, with a wry smile on their faces.
The news of Rot Gallon’s defeat has just come, and now no one knows what the situation is on the front line. The people in Vatican City are panicking. Many ordinary residents are already packing their things and preparing to escape.
Although Deron is now controlled by Archbishop Santos. But they only have one hundred thousand troops. Can they stand up to hundreds of war fortresses and hundreds of thousands of demons and the coalition forces?
If you can't stand it, when will the enemy come to Vatican?
Now it's time to burn the ass, and these big guys still only quarrel. They have been arguing for more than two hours. No decision has been made yet.
The soldiers of the Pope’s Guard reluctantly drew a cross on their chests and said to the God of Light for blessing-at this time, perhaps they really count on the God of Light.
Privy Archbishop Mazovia walked to Hilmelia, bowed deeply, and said, "Your Majesty, we believe that at this critical time, you'd better... leave Vatican temporarily and go down to inspect the diocese."
Hillmelia looked at him with bright eyes and asked directly: "Are you letting me run away? My dear princely."
"This..." A layer of virtual sweat suddenly appeared on Mazovia's forehead, and he said loudly: "You can't look at it like that, Your Majesty, you are the spiritual leader of mankind. There must be no mistakes."
"Isn't Vatican?" Hillmelia asked coldly: "Does the pope who loses Vatican, the main temple, and the resting place of the Three Saints deserve to be called the Pope? "
With Silmelia's questioning, the big cardinals in the room fell silent and looked down at their toes.
In shame, many people's faces flushed.
Hillmelia glanced at everyone, and said firmly: "In the history of the Holy See for a thousand years, there has not been a pope who will escape. No one will be allowed in the future~!
My kids and I won't go there either, we are in Vantino.
The God of Light will be with us.
Only difficulties and dangers can show our loyalty to God.
As for you...
If anyone wants to leave, they can leave now. "
The big cardinals looked at each other, and some of them obviously hesitated.
The sanctioning officer of the Inquisition’s patriarch, Feidori, raised his head, glanced at the big reds with viper-like eyes and snorted coldly.
Everyone shuddered suddenly, and they woke up instantly.
That little girl is so cruel~!
She had said everything, the God of Guangming was with her.
So if everyone dared to go, that would be disloyal to the God of Light and shameful betrayal.
I was afraid that I was arrested by the referee before I could get out of Vantino's door. Then tied to the cross and turned into fragrant roasted meat.
"We will be with Vantino."
"Death to defend Vantino."
"..."
The big cardinals immediately expressed their opinions loudly, all in high spirits.
"But... but ~EbookFREE.me~ Mazovia jumped anxiously and said: "If we lose Vatican, we can continue to resist. Once we lose Vatican and your Majesty at the same time, I am afraid that half of the countries on the mainland will surrender. enemy. As long as you are safe, the Holy See can lead people to persevere, and I will guard Vatican in your place. "
As the imperial city of the human spiritual world, the importance of Vatican cannot be overstated. Once the Vatican of Light loses Vatican and the Pope, people across the continent will think that the God of Light has abandoned them, and morale plummeting is inevitable.
In a desperate situation, anything can happen.
The little baby in his arms reached out curiously to grab Mazovia’s gray beard, Hilmelia smiled and patted him, confidently saying: "We will not lose Vatican. The Holy See has a million troops, they On the way to reinforcements."
Mazovia smiled bitterly: "But they are scattered across the continent, and it takes time to get there."
Hillmelia frowned and reprimanded: "Then buy time. Cardinal Sandos is guarding the city of Deron. You have to consider first providing him with as much support as possible."
"Yes," Mazovia bowed solemnly.
"Don't worry," Hilmelia smiled and comforted Mazovia, "Someone is more anxious than us now, and he will do his best to help us through the difficulties."
Looking at Silmelia’s confident smile, Mazovia was taken aback, and said, "You mean...Lord Lorraine."
(To be continued)