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"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The sword that Langdon brought was bent and unusable, so he threw away the sword, picked up a spear from the ground and continued to kill forward.
His voice had long become hoarse from the crazy shouting, but he seemed not to feel it at all, his eyes were red and he looked crazy. Under his stimulation, the fanatical atmosphere always enveloped the entire army of believers.
Believers fell one after another, but no one stopped.
All the believers forgot about the danger, about life and death, and just kept rushing forward frantically, rushing forward, rushing forward...
In the chaos, these scattered soldiers who had no commander and were not in formation were killed and defeated. Even though some elite soldiers tried hard to maintain order and stubbornly wanted to organize a resistance, their morale inevitably became weaker and weaker.
The balance of victory gradually turned one-sided.
In the kingdom of God, Wu Hui, who was watching this scene through the eyes of God, couldn't help but feel his heart surging and his blood boiling.
Although he was the God of Light, it was the first time for him to watch a real war from a real perspective. This feeling was countless times more intense than watching a movie on Earth.
Especially when he adjusted his perspective and placed himself on the battlefield, the tension, the excitement, the madness, made his heart tremble.
It’s so refreshing!
Really refreshing!
Wu Hui's heart was burning with excitement, and the masculine blood in his body was completely awakened. He wanted to rush down and fight with them to experience the passion and heroism of the battlefield.
Of course, no matter how excited he was, he still had some rationality left. It was impossible for him to really rush down, as that would be such a waste of his divine power.
At this time, in Gruburg, the soldiers of Gruburg saw that the situation was hopeless. Finally, some of them could not bear the mental pressure and turned around to flee outside the battlefield. Some who could not escape simply dropped their weapons, squatted on the spot and surrendered.
If there is one, there will be two.
Gradually, more and more soldiers surrendered, more and more soldiers fled the battlefield, and only some scattered resistance continued.
At this point, the outcome of the battle is no longer suspenseful.
Not long after, the middle and upper levels of the castle, who were afraid to act rashly because Catherine had controlled Baron Gondeyal, were defeated by the internal and external attacks. Most of them were killed or wounded by the army of fanatical believers. The only few who were not dead were taken to the dungeon to enjoy the "good" life of prisoners with Gondeyal.
As for how those believers who had been oppressed would treat them, that is another story.
At this time, the easily defended and difficult to attack Gruburg was completely captured. The flag that originally belonged to Gundyaer on the castle was lowered and replaced with the main flag representing the God of Light, and next to it was the small unicorn flag of the Holy Maiden of Light.
Under the night sky, the white flag fluttered in the wind, emitting a faint golden glow in the night, as if indicating that the darkness has passed and the dawn is about to come.
At this point, Wu Hui's heart, which had been jumping up and down, finally settled down and felt at ease.
If Gruburg cannot be taken, the Abbey of St. Louan will have no buffer room and will always be under the threat of the enemy, as if a sword of Damocles is hanging over its head.