Chapter 47: Seizing the Gate (Part 2)
"Left, left, left! Left, right, left!"
Shouting neat slogans, the guards' battle formation rushed towards the armed peasants in the middle of the hillside. .
Their steps were sometimes neat and sometimes wrong. They had to stop and reorganize their interlocking battle lines every ten or so steps.
Jeshka never imagined how a queue of seven people could stand on an intersecting front.
The charge here was still accelerating and there was no time to engage in the battle. On the battlefield on the Western Front, Madeleine and others were fighting bloody battles.
They swept the sticks in their hands randomly and waved their fists, but they still could not resist the attack of the armed farmers.
Every second someone fell in a pool of blood, but they still refused to give in and persisted for a full ten seconds before running away.
But this is only the first front, the atmosphere on the second front is much more harmonious.
Except for the twenty or so armed farmers in Tangli’s inner circle and his thugs, the other armed farmers seemed to be fighting fiercely, but in fact they were all beating the air in the middle face to face.
Not to mention some laughing while typing, there were even some chatting while typing.
"Fourth uncle, has my fifth cousin gotten married this year?"
"Not yet, do you want to introduce him to me?"
"No, just to see if he has I won’t be in a hurry to get married.”
“Little bastard!”
It's no wonder that the people of Qianhe River Valley are bullied and betrayed all day long, and family ties are the most important thing. After all, they can't rely on anyone but their family.
Even the armed farmer and his relatives, the public farmer, will not fall out unless absolutely necessary.
After all, destiny has its ups and downs, and who doesn’t have times of trouble?
Jeanna was born as an armed peasant. When her family was wiped out by other armed peasants, it was old Galal, a distant relative of the public peasant, who adopted her.
This feels a bit like a family man.
But in fact, this is just the second law of the Thousand Valleys.
The first law of Qianhe Valley is - it is better to die than to live.
As long as you can survive, it doesn’t matter if you let your family and other things go first.
“Second uncle is me!”
“Thrust, thrust, thrust!”
The pitchfork was inserted into the chest of an armed farmer. The armed farmer covered the three holes in his chest, crying and wailing.
Actually, these three holes were less than an inch, but the armed farmer still rolled aside as if his stomach had been pierced.
The iron-blooded Apostolic Guards coldly stepped over him and continued to move forward.
Compared with the mild fighting on the Western Front, the Eastern Front was much more intense and cruel.
After all, what the armed peasants on the Eastern Front have to face is the most powerful army in the entire Papal Kingdom - the Apostolic Guards.
Not only are they well-equipped with weapons and well-trained, they are invincible throughout the Papal Kingdom, and they can even create battle formations that only sergeants can create.
Faced with the forty troops coming like a flood, the armed peasants who were idle in fighting retreated step by step, forcing Townley to urgently transfer his elite cronies six meters away from the dominant western front. the Eastern Front battlefield.
“Hold it, hold it!”
Seven or eight thugs and armed farmers came to the front of the formation, and the first one was the big man with the war hammer.
A 1.7 meter strong man knocked a 1.6 meter Apostolic Guard to the ground with one heavy hammer.
The forward momentum of the entire Apostolic Guard stalled for an instant. Seeing something bad, Jeshka immediately shouted: "Jumping hands, attack."
The original guards on both sides of the battle formation were holding wooden pot lids. Most of the swingers are short in stature but very agile in their movements.
They immediately squeezed from both sides to the middle, rolling around on the ground, frantically slashing at Townley's calves and toes in the battle formation with hammers, axes and daggers.
However, the daggers and axes of the Tiaodang soldiers could not break through the strong trousers armor made of linen of the armed farmers. Only three or four people succeeded, and even one rolled down the hillside.
But this created an opportunity for Jeshka.
"Bah!"
The hammer hand had just hammered over the wood door in the hand of the other shield hand, when he heard a whistling sound in his ear.
He quickly dodged sideways, but still couldn't avoid it. An arrow shot through his face and fell directly on his back.
“Charge, kill!”
Seeing the hammer-wielding warrior fall, the elite sect guards who had been forced back step by step became energetic. With chaotic steps, they barely formed an arc and continued to charge towards the armed farmers.
The armed peasants cowered in fear. The man who was considered the bravest among them was all shot down by an arrow.
They are here to fight, not to die.
Waging a war does not mean killing people. If you want to kill people, you won’t do it.
“Come to the east, come to the east, everyone!”
Tangli shouted and mobilized the remaining core members on the Western Front, but they still retreated step by step.
Faced with the high morale and shaking pitchforks of the Apostolic Guards, the armed peasants actually felt a sense of awe.
Seeing that Tangli's core personnel on the Western Front were getting fewer and fewer, the armed peasants on the Western Front realized that something was wrong and surrendered directly to their relatives in front of them.
They didn't even surrender their weapons. They shouted "I surrender" with a smile, and stood shoulder to shoulder with their relatives.
In an instant, the Western Front battlefield ushered in a great victory.
"Great victory, great victory!" Bunian shook Madeleine, who was leaning on the dunghill with blood on his head, and cried, "We won!"
Madelan opened his blurred eyes, and the blood covered him His vision was all red, but he could still see——
Townley was retreating, while the Pope's guards were advancing towards victory!
"Great, finally, finally, victory!"
Madelan's eyes were full of tears. After shouting the slogan of victory, she tilted her head and fainted.
"What's going on? What's going on here? Wasn't it fine before?"
Not far from the dung pile, Danji hurried over.
With one bare foot, Danji was riding on the horse. Seeing this chaotic scene, he felt like his brain was running out of energy. What on earth happened.
"Sangpo, let's go there!"
Danji shouted to his attendant, but the attendant holding the horse did not move.
"What are you doing? Let's go over quickly. We are all bishops of the Papal States. How can we fight like this in front of the Papal Palace?"
"No!" Sangpo was still holding his neck.
Danji jumped off the horse and wanted to take the reins from Sangpo, but Sangpo refused to give it to him.
"Let go."
Pushing Sangpo away, Danji stepped on the stirrups and was about to get on the horse, but he didn't expect Sangpo to hug his waist.
"Master Danji, don't get involved in the factional struggle between the Madeleine faction and the Tangli faction. You are a member of the Knights of the Guards. It is taboo for the Temple Knights to interfere in politics!"
"What kind of factional struggle? This is obvious. It's a fight!"
Tuging Danji's pants and clothes, Sangpo shouted anxiously: "Can't you see? This is a political fight between two bishops. This is a big fight. Muddy water, you can't play with them."
"Are you brainwashed by the palace conspiracy stories? Those are all fake, let me go!"
"Dong dong dong——"
The distant bell rang from the bell tower. Sangpo and Danji stopped at the same time and looked towards the door.
The originally closed door suddenly opened, and Horn walked out of the shadow of the gatehouse, escorted by Jeanne and more than twenty child soldiers with spears.
Under the moonlight, the blood stains on the spears of the boy soldiers were clearly visible.
“The call is coming!”
Witnessing the chaotic scene in front of him, Horn shouted loudly.
"Boom!"
A lightning bolt as thick as an arm struck in front of everyone, leaving a scorched black mark on the ground.
Electric light scattered, and the hair and hair on many people's bodies stood on end.
They stopped in unison and moved towards the direction of the lightning.
There, under the pope's tiara, he wore a holy garment embroidered with twisted gold threads, and on his head he wore an elbow-long papal tiara.
"Tang Li, do you know your sin?"
(End of this chapter)