It wasn't until the priest fell that the surrounding soldiers realized what had happened.
Among them, some felt that the priest was not dead yet and wanted to go over and rescue him; some had already drawn their swords and were ready to take action; some turned around and ran away, preparing to call out all the others in the gate. Called over.
However, the people on the mage's side must react faster than them.
Among the large bags of food scattered on the ground, a series of spells suddenly came out. The grain pushers stopped pretending and started chanting spells. Before the soldiers could make any next move, nearly twenty fireballs formed in mid-air. Suddenly, the temperature in the entire aisle became much higher.
The mages hidden in the food bags also opened the bags one by one and stood out, as if inspired zombies crawled out of the graves one after another.
Apart from the fact that they were shaking off the grain like puppies after a bath, the whole scene was quite impressive.
"W-What... You, you are all mages..."
Faced with the fireball crowded in the corridor, which was about to turn into a fire dragon, the soldiers almost fainted from the fright.
"Finally I have waited for this day." The proprietress also stood up from the bag, holding a fireball, and glared at one of the soldiers, "Last time you were in my store, you bargained with me for more than two hours for a pair of shoes. In the end, I lowered the price, but you son of a bitch didn’t buy it. I have to settle this bill with you!"
Hearing this, the soldiers had even more stunned expressions on their faces. It seemed that they didn't realize until this moment that these mages were all familiar residents of Crewe Town.
The proprietress of the handmade textile shop, the old blacksmith of the blacksmith shop, the owner of the tavern, the clerk of the inn... all of them, ordinary people who were usually inconspicuous, turned into mages at this moment, holding up a fireball as big as a human head, and aimed it at them. .
It makes them feel ridiculous and hopeless.
Just like that, before they had a chance to raise the alarm, Wallis waved his hand and directed all the mages to take action. Layers of fireballs gathered together, as if forming a dragon's breath, rushing towards the soldiers who had nowhere to dodge.
One by one, the crosses in the soldiers' hands shattered, opening up the barrier to protect them. However, in the final analysis, there are only eight crosses left here, so how can they withstand the continuous bombardment of nearly twenty fireballs? Soon, in the raging fire, the soldiers guarding the gate were burned to the point where there was no residue left.
The ten guards on duty, plus a few other soldiers who came over after hearing the noise, had all been cleared away.
Seeing this, Wallis also walked to the handle, turned the handle, and opened the closed door again.
"Hey, you two, come in. We have taken care of the only priest in the door." He said to Joanna and Andy, who were still guarding the door with dull faces and didn't know what to do.
The two mages, a man and a woman outside the door, were also stunned.
"You moved too fast and didn't leave any space for me." Joanna showed a regretful expression and led Andy over.
After the two came in, Wallis closed the door again. At the same time, several other mages ran to the door at the other end of the corridor and closed the door at the other end.
During this process, several soldiers who were alerted did not know what was going on and walked out of the side doors on both sides in confusion, but they were killed casually.
"Okay, now the entire door has been sealed by us, no one can come in." Wallis looked around at the mages, couldn't help but take a deep breath, and said, "Next, as long as we Get rid of all the remaining soldiers here, and the Crusad Gate will be ours!"
Hearing this, everyone nodded in unison. Everyone's face showed an expression of eagerness to try, and some people were even so excited that their hands were shaking.
This is... This is the Crusad Gate!
Even today at noon, when they looked at the towering city wall, they could only feel in awe and did not dare to get even half a step closer. They have been stuck by this door for so long that they have even become accustomed to its existence and the idea that "the Crusad Gate cannot be crossed."
But now, they have entered the gate and are about to occupy this prestigious military fortress. During the whole process, they encountered little resistance, and it was so easy that they even felt like they couldn't believe it.
"No matter how high the gate is, no matter how thick the city wall is, it is still a dead thing, and the people guarding it are the most important." They couldn't help but think of what Benjamin said to them when they were formulating the entire plan.
Perhaps the people inside the gate have been at ease for too long, accustomed to the indestructibility of the gate, but have lost the will to match the gate.
Tonight, it's just a ghost town.
In this way, under the command of Wallis, the mages divided into several groups, walked in from the side door, and began to clean up the remaining soldiers inside the gate.
Each of them held a fireball in his hand, kicked open the door of each room, and prepared to throw it inside. However, what surprised them was that most of the rooms were empty, and the entire door was even more empty than they imagined.
No wonder, no wonder they were having a quarrel in the corridor, but only a few soldiers came out to see what was going on.
After about an hour, they swept aside the entire Crusad gate. And in the process, they didn't even kill another person.
Either the soldier who had just finished his night shift the day before was still sleeping soundly on his bed; or when he opened the door, the soldier was already squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, shouting to surrender and spare his life. In fact, the fireballs held by the mages can only be held in their hands, and there is no chance to throw them out.
They tied up the remaining soldiers and locked them in several rooms as their prisoners.
After counting, they discovered that there were less than 200 soldiers in the entire Crusad Gate.
With more than twenty mages facing two hundred soldiers, everyone felt very unsatisfied.
"Are the remaining people...all going to surround and suppress Lord Benjamin?" Upon seeing this, a mage suddenly spoke, somewhat worriedly.
As soon as these words came out, it was like a basin of cold water was poured on everyone's heads, and everyone suddenly woke up from the excitement that occupied the door.
They thought of the thousands of soldiers who usually guard the gate, and also of the bishops and priests stationed at the gate. They knew very well that the gate could be captured so easily because all these people were lured away by Benjamin.
From a certain perspective, what they faced was not the real Crusad Gate. At this moment, on the mountain road north of the royal capital, Benjamin was facing the real Crusad Gate.
"I... I want to save Teacher Benjamin!" Suddenly, Joanna stood up and shouted loudly, "I didn't do anything, and you just captured this place. I want to kill the priest too!"
"Yes! I'm going too!"
"Teacher Benjamin must not die..."
"Let's go together and catch those church guys off guard!"
“…”
Suddenly, everyone seemed to have found a new direction and became excited.
"Enough!" However, Wallis suddenly shouted loudly, stopping the restless crowd, "What's the use of us going over there? Can we beat the bishop? If we go there, we will die. Lord Benjamin doesn't want us to go over and give him He caused trouble."
"But... what will we do if the teacher doesn't come back?" Someone still refused to give up and asked.
Perhaps they didn't realize that they had known Benjamin for less than half a month, but from learning the rules of meditation to the plan to capture the gate, Benjamin had gradually become an irreplaceable role in their minds.
It's as if... he has become the backbone of the entire group.
"He will come back." Wallis' tone sounded extremely firm.
"Really… "
Wallis shook his head disdainfully, paused, and said with some pride: "That's because you don't know that Lord Benjamin is the legendary water polo devil. He escaped from the Pope. How could this little bishop be taken seriously by him? You might as well worry about that bishop instead of worrying about Mr. Benjamin!"
Hearing this, the crowd that was still talking about each other suddenly became quiet as if a head teacher had entered the classroom. Everyone's eyes widened with disbelief.
There was silence in the corridor.