Mayne stood on an arched hillside, looking out at the city ahead.
The last time I came here, Wolf Heart City was far from what it is now. Its walls were made of snow stones from the Kingdom of Eternal Winter, neat and clean, like new-born wolf teeth. In just three months, it has completely changed its appearance. The damaged parts were filled with local black boulders, and the places that could not be repaired were put up with wooden frames and baffles. A touch of maroon.
From a distance, the city walls are now rough and dirty, like the teeth of a weathered old wolf. But compared to before, it is more like a predator's fangs. Only after biting the prey, it will be more frightening.
The army of the church set up camp about five miles outside of Langxin City. In order to prevent the Queen of Clear Water from splitting up and attacking the old holy city, the scale this time was not as good as last time. The Judgment Army and the baggage team each had 5,000 people, and the God's Punishment Army was about 800 people. But with top-secret siege weapons and Purists, Mayne has full confidence in conquering the wolf king's lair.
"Master Bishop, the siege beasts have been placed in place and can attack at any time." A priest ran to the top of the slope and reported to him.
"What about the Pure Ones who control them?"
"Also ready."
Maine raised the observation mirror and observed the position of the siege beasts. He saw two huge steel beasts lying on the field two miles away from the king city, surrounded by baffles on both sides and a straw shed on the top. If you don't look closely, it's hard to notice the ferocious and weird shape of this weapon.
Moving forward again, it was the formation of the God's Punishment Army. They were all transformed from the most devout believers of the church, standing straight and motionless in the autumn wind. Only those who have fought against them will know the terrifying power of these extraordinary warriors. Regrettably, they were unable to act on their own, and had to fight under orders from commanders who never made public appearances in the church, and who also acted as members of the God's Punishment Army, mixed in with the team, except for the three bishops and the Pope. Besides, no one knows their true identities.
"Very well," Mayne nodded in satisfaction, "Go back to your position and wait for the horn of attack."
"Yes, my lord."
Next is the Pure One under the Pope.
Thinking of those two witches, he couldn't help frowning. They were very different from other witches raised by the church, and they still went their own way even during the march. In exchange for the pure under his own, he must be punished by whipping, but in the church position, they are on an equal footing with the bishop, and Mayne can't instruct the two of them to just send two pure people to assist him in battle, and Let them follow their orders to fight.
However, he also understands that to completely eradicate hidden dangers, it is necessary to use their power.
The bishop walked down the hill and came to a tent outside the camp. Open the curtain, and, as expected, the awning is empty.
"Where are Zero and Isabella?" he asked the Judge Army guarding the door.
"The two adults are interrogating the prisoners. They should be east of the camp now," the latter replied. "There is a flat open space there, and you can see it when you walk over there. Do you need me to call them over?"
I wouldn't be here myself if you could get them to be moved. And it's a captive game again... Are they not tired of playing yet? Mayne said with a sullen face, "No need, I'll go take a look."
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He quickly found what the guard had said.
I saw two women standing in the center of the flat. One leaned forward and pressed close to the ears of the other three prisoners whose hands were tied behind their backs. She whispered something. Her expression was gentle and focused, her long white hair and the horns of her robes followed the wind. Dancing like a flawless elf. The other woman has a proud figure and blond curly hair, and from time to time she gives a crisp and sweet laugh.
"Let the surrounding judges leave this place immediately," Mayne instructed the chief judge who was serving as a bodyguard. "The same goes for the people in charge of guarding the prisoners, so they don't have to worry about it."
"As ordered."
The blonde witch also noticed the movement here, she greeted her partner, and then walked over quickly.
"Sir Bishop," the visitor said with a slight bow, "Why did you drive away the audience? The trial is about to begin."
"Ms Isabella," he nodded in return, "the full-scale attack on Wolfheart City is about to start, and it is pointless to interrogate the prisoners at this time, and these people are just spies caught along the way, and they know very little information. If possible, I hope you and Zero can rush to the front line immediately."
"Don't worry, since we're here, it's impossible to let an important enemy go," Isabella spread her hands. "As for the trial... I can't stop her. Otherwise, you can serve as a spectator, anyway, it will cost you money. Not long."
"Same as before?"
"Well, the rules are basically the same," she smiled, "Zero likes this kind of game the most."
"Let's get started then." Damn, Mayne's face was expressionless, but he was annoyed in his heart. It would be more appropriate to call it a game of judgment, rather than a cat and mouse. The prisoner must escape from the opponent's designated area or defeat the witch in order to gain a chance of life, and this chance is extremely slim, but it is just a bait used to lure the mice to fight hard.
He disperses the Judgment Army who is responsible for protecting and monitoring the pure, and his intention is that this process is not fair and impartial at all, and the other party's behavior is not in line with the pure.
When she takes over as Pope, she will have to teach them the importance of obeying orders.
At this point, Zero had untied the rope on the captive's body, and at the same time spread out her hands, indicating that she was not carrying any weapons. In front of the prisoner was a long sword, a machete, and a light crossbow.
"Come on, fight or flee, follow your heart," she said with a smile, her tone still gentle, "Only the gods can make a ruling."
One of them gritted his teeth, suddenly picked up the crossbow from the ground, and shot it directly at the Pure One who was close at hand. Then, regardless of whether he was hit or not, the other hand grabbed the long sword and slashed forward horizontally. The whole action was done in one go, obviously not the skills of the militia.
However, the sword's edge didn't cut anything, and the Pure One took two steps back and easily avoided the surprise attack. When he raised his head, he couldn't help but be stunned, only to see that the crossbow arrow was bitten in the mouth by the opponent, as if he was holding a harmless branch.
Zero spit out a crossbow arrow and smiled, "Please continue."
The captive's eyes widened, his hands trembling slightly. Mayne could see that the courage he finally gathered was running out.
Sure enough, after hesitating for a moment, he roared like a catharsis, raised his sword and charged straight at the unarmed woman.
But this blow was too blunt. Even if he closed his eyes, Mayne could guess that the result of the short half-month contact with Zero was that the ability of this pure person was bottomless. She was not an extraordinary person, but Has a fighting talent no less than that of an extraordinary witch. This talent is not in strength or resistance, but in magical skills.
Even if she doesn't use magic power, she is a terrifying enough warrior.
Zero turned her body slightly to one side, easily avoiding the opponent's slash, and then her seemingly weak hands clamped the captive's head, and with the help of his forward momentum, she gently moved. He only heard a light click, and the other party felt as if the bones of his body had been taken out, and he immediately froze.
She turned her head and looked at the remaining two, "It's up to you next." (., Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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