Chapter 59 "The Gospel of Simon" 221
For Garris today, he is no longer limited to what sword he uses.
If it has a blade and can be grasped by the handle, it is enough to kill someone.
As for Eric, he was still confused and said again: "What?"
Then, there was no more. His head rolled down from his neck. The expression on his face was not ferocious, but just blank. He had not even experienced the fear before death.
Louis XVI had to be in panic all day long, repenting bitterly and begging God for forgiveness before the blade fell.
But Eric was able to die without pain, which was really a great blessing.
[The prophet stood on the ground, raised his head, and looked up at the arrogant and angry man on horseback. He said: You should not die of old age, or you will fall by the sword. You will have no time to repent, even your fear will disappear, and you will surely fall into the seventh hell and be tortured forever. 】
——"The Gospel of Simon" 2:21
Except for Eric who was standing relatively close and saw something flashing by in a daze, neither John and Simon nor Eric's troops nearby could understand what just happened.
The usual removal of armor, the usual drawing of swords, the usual chatting... Then Eric's head rolled to the ground, but his body still stood there motionless, maintaining the preparatory movements of preparing to swing the sword.
And on the section of the neck, scarlet spring water kept gushing out.
What the hell? what happens?
A scene beyond ordinary people's understanding caused hundreds of people present to subconsciously hold their breath.
As if inexplicably, many people expected that headless body to continue wielding the sword, thereby revealing inhuman miracles.
But unfortunately, until Garris took Eric's horse away, the headless body never moved again.
When the blood stopped flowing from the body and the body fell straight forward, the person who was holding his breath began to gasp for breath.
They couldn't understand what happened.
Maybe Eric is really dead?
But how did he die?
Because of what Gareth said?
Do people kill without swords, only with words?
How is this possible? What a joke.
Garris's actions easily tore apart the curtain of their rationality, making them seem to realize the true vastness of the world, while human beings' knowledge is as lacking as ants.
Although the soldiers behind John were shocked, they were more in a state of fanaticism.
As for the soldiers brought by Eric, their faces were all unspeakably distorted.
Legends and stories about witchcraft, devils or many other strange beings emerged one after another.
Finally, a servant who followed Eric tried to cover up the fear in his heart by shouting angrily.
"Wizard, devil! You used witchcraft to murder Sir Eric!"
That's what he said, but the way he looked at Garris was as if he was afraid of some indescribable strange existence.
His words were just the random barking of an ignorant person. The louder he barked, the more he was covering up his panic.
Garris estimated the distance between them, then raised his hand and threw the long sword in front of everyone.
This time, everyone saw his movements clearly.
With the sound of breaking through the air, the iron sword was inserted into the attendant's crotch and the horse's head.
The horse neighed violently, then crashed to the ground, pinning the attendant tightly.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
The attendant let out a heartbreaking scream, not so much because his legs were pinned down by the horse, but because he was frightened.
Just a little bit away, the iron sword seemed to be inserted into his body or head. Just a little bit, with a distance of thirty meters, he almost got killed.
How can ordinary people do this? !
Seeing such a horrifying scene, the surrounding soldiers who heard the howls of the attendants could not help but shrink aside, their morale was about to collapse.
Old John, who had horrific scars on his face, couldn't help but sneered and repeated what he had said before: "How can a mortal on earth disobey God's will..."
This time, the recruits who could hear his words all held their chests and heads high, convinced.
Immediately afterwards, John stopped whispering to himself and instead made a furious declaration.
“God is with us!”
"Charge!"
The sound of horse hooves struck the ground, and five cavalrymen stepped forward. Under the leadership of John, they all leveled their lances and plunged straight into the military formation of nearly two hundred people.
In this fifty-meter distance, they increased their speed to the extreme.
Five against a hundred?
No, no.
When morale collapsed, no one was willing to use their own lives to withstand John's determined charge.
The originally dense military formation faced the charge of just five knights. They hurriedly broke up on both sides and made way forcibly. John and the others almost missed the mark, but the five lances actually Only one was broken!
The morale of these soldiers brought by Eric has been completely emptied.
There is actually nothing left to say.
Garris took Eric's horse and walked aside, not getting involved in the melee.
The ragtag new soldiers under Puldock also took advantage of the situation and launched a charge.
They couldn't maintain their formation during the charge, but that didn't matter.
It was difficult to organize any decent resistance in the military formation that was cut in half by John and his knights.
The new recruits flowed away like the tide, and the enemies receded like the tide.
This is a one-sided battle.
After several minutes of killing, followed by French military salutes, the resistance gradually died down.
Puldock commanded the soldiers and cleared the battlefield.
The attendant who had previously insulted Garris as a wizard and a devil, because he was pinned under the horse and unable to resist, actually survived and was escorted in front of Garris.
"Jos." Garris read the name softly. As people who had been stationed together at Fort Karak, they still knew each other.
"Do you still think I am a wizard or a devil?"
The attendant Jos who was escorted over was speechless. He was so frightened that he didn't know how to face Garris.
Gareth actually didn't care about this, and he didn't think it was right for Joss to bow down and bow. He skipped the topic and continued talking.
"A country that quarrels with itself will be desolate; a city and a family that quarrels with itself will not be able to stand. Nowadays, the kingdom is fighting among itself, and there are endless disputes. In order to prevent Her Highness Isabella from becoming king, Leonard directly incited Bedou Because people came to attack our convoy!”
“The reason why we failed to go to the holy city of Jerusalem, is it still because we didn’t work hard enough?”
"Damn it, how did the country become like this!"
"How can we do good politics if we are with guys like Guy and Leonard?"
When Garris thought about a good country being tortured to such an extent by those princes and nobles, he became very angry.
First update... If everyone keeps reading, I feel that the ranking on the new book list can still shoot up!
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