Leiman and his party rode through the streets of Longsong Fortress.
After the battle, the residents of the city hid in their homes, closed their doors, and could not see half a person on the street, which seemed a little deserted.
"Sir Lehman, are your hands alright?" asked Levin, the Knight of Strong Shield.
"It's not a big problem," Lehman Hoss shrugged. "At least he can still move." But this action made him frown.
The battle to seize the gate last night went very smoothly. There were only about twenty guards left behind at the east gate of the fortress, and they never expected that the enemy would attack from the city.
Although the horn was sounded, it would take at least a quarter of an hour for the reinforcements to arrive. Fifteen mercenaries who took the pills rushed to the city and killed the guards one by one. Leiman led the knights to open the city gate. In the darkness, he didn't notice that there was a side door beside the city wall, and two guards suddenly rushed out of it, and one of them rushed towards him with a hammer.
In order to make it easier to turn the winch, his weapon was already tucked into his waist. In a hurry, Lehman had to use his arm to block it. Almost at the same time, Levin on the other side handed out a long sword and stabbed it straight into the waist of the guard. Affected by this fatal blow, the hammer that swung down lost most of its strength, but it still left a dent on his arm armor.
At that time, Leiman didn't feel much pain. After he took the city gate, he realized that it was difficult to lift his right arm. He untied the armguard, and saw that his forearm was swollen like a rolling pin.
"Hopefully there are herbs in the church for pain relief," Levine said. "They always have some weird stuff."
"For example, Maruko." Another knight, Donne, leaned over and said with a smile.
Two of the thirteen knights were damaged in the night attack, and one was seriously injured. He is now lying in the camp and moaning, and it is estimated that he will not survive the night. All in all, such a loss is acceptable, Lehman thought. Now that the militia troops have entered the city, the fortress is completely in his hands.
After a while, a group of people came to the door of the church. A group of more than 100 militiamen were already waiting here. When they saw Leiman, they all showed eager looks.
"Give them the pills," Leiman rolled over and dismounted. Seeing that everyone had taken the pills, he led his team up the stairs and walked towards the main hall.
"Stop," shouted the two gatekeepers, "No weapons are allowed in the sacred place!"
Levin drew his weapon and handed it over with both hands, "I see, I'll give it to you, right?" Just as the believer reached out his hand to take the long sword, he suddenly grabbed the hilt with one hand and slammed it upwards. Both hands fell in response.
"Ah!" Before the believer's miserable cry came out of his throat, the knight stabbed the tip of his sword into his throat.
Although Levin's nickname is a strong shield, his quick sword is rarely an opponent.
Another believer also had his throat slit by Donne, and Lehman kicked the door open and walked into the hall with a blank expression.
"Who are you?" A middle-aged man in a white background and a blue-rimmed priest's robe came forward, not afraid of the bloody blade, "How dare you break into the church! Children, arrest them! "
Lehman sneered. Now most of the townspeople are staying at home. There are only twenty or thirty believers in the church. Facing the battle-hardened knights, there is only one way for those who resist.
Before he could order, Dorn had already slapped a rushing believer with a strange smile and drew his sword, and the others soon joined the fight, causing chaos in the church. Seeing that the situation was not good, the priest shouted, "Children, take the holy medicine, and let the gods give you the power to defeat the mob!"
His Majesty Tifeko guessed right, and Leiman was overjoyed, as expected, there are pills here! I saw that the eyes of the believers suddenly became red, and blue veins appeared on their faces. During the time of the medicinal effect, an ordinary person can burst out with strength and speed beyond the limits of the human body. The narrower the terrain, the more difficult it is to deal with. It's a pity you're not the only one who has this kind of thing, he thought, taste your own power.
"Get out of the way," he shouted, "the militia to meet the enemy!"
When the militiamen behind heard this sentence, they couldn't wait to swallow the two-color pill, and then they fought with the mad believers. Until then, the priest finally changed his face, "Why do you also have...!"
"Holy medicine?" Leiman circled around and formed two groups of people, approaching each other with a sword in one hand, "This is a gift from the church. If it wasn't for you to interfere with it, Your Majesty would have united Graycastle long ago."
"Your Majesty?" The priest's eyes widened, "You belong to Tifeko."
The sound stopped abruptly, and the sword in the knight's hand had pierced his chest, penetrating his heart and lungs.
This battle of disparity in strength soon ended, more than 20 believers were slaughtered, and the bodies were lying on the ground. After the effect of the medicine wore off, the militiamen let out heavy breathing and sat down against the corpse contentedly, not minding the wanton flow of blood.
Leiman felt his arm heavier and heavier, and the sword just made him feel the pain of tearing. Sometimes he also wanted to swallow the black pill so that he could ignore the exhaustion and pain in his body, but every time he saw the ugly state of the person taking the medicine, this idea was taken back.
Lehman already had a deep understanding of the two pills the church sold. For a healthy person, the pill can only take effect three times at most, the first time is about a quarter of an hour, and then the duration will be shorter and shorter, and a strong dependence will be formed. If you do not take the medicine for a long time, the body will gradually decline until death.
Taking advantage of this trait, he uniformly feeds the militia with pills before setting off, forcing them to obey his orders, and his thirst for medicine can turn even the weakest peasant into a bloodthirsty beast. Now this is the second time for the hundred or so people to use it, and they have only one use left.
But... even after three times of continuous refills, the pain can only be relieved, but the process cannot be reversed. In other words, as long as the first pill is taken, it is equivalent to having one foot in the coffin. Of course, Lehman would not tell this group of people.
There is no doubt that the two-color secret medicine is a conspiracy of the church, and His Majesty Tifeko clearly recognizes this, so it is forbidden for any knight to use it. However, it is also a weapon to unify the kingdom, or... is a must. Without it, His Majesty would not be able to defeat Garcia Wimbledon, who also had the pill.
When he heard His Majesty mention this for the first time, Lehman couldn't believe it. He really couldn't understand why the Church should support two royal bloodlines to fight for the throne, but the series of incidents that followed made him more and more agree with His Majesty's judgment. , Now that he has seen this pill in the church in the west, he no longer has any doubts about it. The church does not intend to help any prince ascend to the throne, what they want is the entire Graycastle.
"I found the pills in the basement, four large boxes, there are thousands of pills." After thoroughly scavenging the church, Levin reported excitedly, "There are also a lot of golden dragons, jewelry, and satin, which should be donated by believers. ."
"Take everything you can take away, and burn everything you can't take away," Lehman instructed. "Anyway, this was all done by Roland Wimbledon. We are just helping the church suppress the rebellion."
Since the secret medicine must be provided by the church, it is not the time to completely tear off the face, and pushing it to the fourth prince can be considered deadly. In order not to make the church suspicious, His Majesty stayed in the north, pretending to obey the instructions of the other party, but sent himself to carry a small number of knights, and recruited a large number of militia to capture the western border.
Now the church's troops are all concentrated in the Wolfheart Kingdom, and they have no time to pay attention to the situation here. Therefore, it is necessary to unify Greycastle as soon as possible, in order to use strength to resist the church's attack. His Majesty Tifek believes that they will attack Greycastle sooner or later. Before that, store and collect as many pills as possible. At the same time, he also ordered the Wangdu Alchemy Association to study the ingredients of the secret medicine, and strive to imitate it as soon as possible.
Now that the pills are in hand, there is only one last step left in this mission to completely destroy Roland Wimbledon. (. If you like this work, you are welcome to come and vote, your support is my biggest motivation. Please come.)