Benjamin's words caused the soldiers below to hesitate for a moment. However, they were on the battlefield, holding their swords high and veins bulging, ready to start killing. The fighting instinct of soldiers allowed them to temporarily block external distractions and rush forward with one heart.
"Damn it..."
The priest in the enemy army seemed to have started singing, and Benjamin couldn't help but frown when he saw this.
"No matter, let these soldiers calm down first." He turned his head and said to the mages around him. And he himself also instantly released the ice mist stored in his consciousness space, spurting downwards.
Below, the two armies were about to collide. The king's soldiers held their shields high and formed a defensive circle in a defensive formation. The archers and musketeers in the circle were already taking aim and preparing to start shooting.
On the enemy side, the formation is actually similar.
Just when they were about to collide, suddenly, a circle of ice mist fell from the sky, instantly closing the gap between the two armies. The strong wind summoned by several other mages also blew at this moment, greatly reducing the speed of the enemy's charge.
At this moment, the soldiers who kept advancing finally stopped.
"Commanders, listen to me. Don't be deceived by the priests of the church. If you take this step, you will be the sinners of Carrites' regicide. Why are we killing each other here when there are foreign enemies?"
The king in the army was also lifted into the air by Benjamin at the right time. The king held up the badge in his hand and looked around at the circle of troops surrounding them.
"That's enough, they are all liars!"
Faced with the king's move to stop the war, the priests in the team naturally would not sit idly by. However, probably because they were afraid of Benjamin's strength, they did not fly into the air to confront Benjamin. Instead, they shouted out in the team, urging the soldiers in front to continue charging.
Not only that, the holy light also burst out from their hands and rushed towards the ice mist that separated the two armies. In an instant, the ice mist that Benjamin had stored for a long time was purified by them.
Benjamin couldn't help but his face darkened.
Thousands of priests took action, and this kind of power was indeed not something he could handle alone.
But... he must hold on.
A steady stream of ice mist was created by him and flowed around the army. Twenty other mages were also working hard to intercept the flying holy light. Without the resistance of these things, the holy light bombs fired by the priest would rush directly into their army, causing terrible destructive power.
At the same time, Benjamin kept looking for the leading general in the enemy's ranks.
The church controlled the army by controlling these generals. If he could convince these generals that they would rather sacrifice their lives, he could turn the entire situation around!
However, right now.
"General Hawke, what on earth are you doing?"
A figure rushed out of the ice mist, ignoring the oncoming holy light bombs, and rushed directly into the enemy's encirclement. His speed was as fast as lightning. In a blink of an eye, he was outside the encirclement and placed his hands gently on someone's shoulders.
It was Miles. The magic flying in the sky had no effect on him, so he rushed out directly.
And the person who put his right hand on his shoulder happened to be an acquaintance.
Benjamin looked over and couldn't help but froze.
… It’s General Hawke.
The general who had "surrendered" to the king, saying that he had committed suicide for the sake of honor and that his army would join the king's army here, was present in the ranks surrounding the king.
When the king saw this scene, he couldn't help but look shocked.
"Huo, General Hawke, why did you betray me?" After a brief silence, an angry roar broke out from the king's mouth, and spread throughout the area with the special bonus of the mage.
General Hawke himself was also shocked, looking at Miles who appeared behind him with disbelief.
"You... how did you get here? Quick! Someone is coming! Kill this assassin for me!"
This look was completely different from the look he had when he came to meet the king before. The king couldn't see clearly what was going on because he was far away, but Benjamin could sense it clearly.
Benjamin felt cold in his heart.
It turned out that they were all traps, and the empty camp just now was just a trap left by the church for them. No wonder there are no corpses inside, and the blood stains are all fake. Real soldiers are in the encirclement, ready to fight them!
Somewhat ironic…
The soldiers around General Hawke have begun to gather around to capture Miles. However, they are obviously no match for Miles. The ghostly figure was running rampant in the team, causing chaos in the team. Many priests' energy was dragged away, and Benjamin suddenly felt the pressure relieved.
He nodded and winked at the king beside him.
The king understood.
"Soldiers, now Ikol has arrived at our doorstep. Your relatives and friends in your hometown may be suffering from the war. But, do you know what the church is doing? They sent envoys to talk to Ikol. The army makes a deal. They want to sell Carrites to Ikol!"
As soon as these words came out, all the soldiers really stopped all their movements, raised their heads, and looked at the king in the sky.
The king stretched out his hand, threw out several letters of certification from the envoys, and flew towards the army.
He and Benjamin had discussed this move in advance and originally planned to use it to attack Glory. But now it seems that the church does not intend to fight them to the death in Glori, and there is no point in staying here any longer.
As long as you can convince the army in front of you to defect, everything will be worth it!
The priests were a little anxious when they saw this. In the blink of an eye, several rays of holy light flew out, completely destroying the documents proving the identity of the envoys.
"What are you still hesitating about? Come on!" General Hawke was also urging his soldiers, cursing, "It's just a layer of fog, just rush over, you look so cowed!"
However, the soldiers looked at him differently.
"That document... is it true..."
Benjamin sneered in the sky.
Just destroy the documents. What are these people thinking? When it comes to gaining the trust of soldiers, this kind of behavior is tantamount to asking for help. In this way, the accuracy of the document was confirmed.
Those priests who took action did something very stupid.
As expected, they have no one to direct them, and they will handle it very recklessly once a special situation arises.
The king also continued to speak at this time: "Several generals, I know that you have been planted with crosses, involuntarily, and enslaved by the church. But... do you still remember the oath you took when you were appointed? The country has reached a critical moment, you What are you doing?"
There were a total of four generals leading these soldiers in the encirclement. Except for Hawke, everyone else suddenly lowered their heads at this moment, showing some hesitation.
It seems that these people are very unwilling to be forcibly controlled by the church.
Of course, General Hawke was the only exception.
"That's enough! You are a liar! Soldiers, don't believe him! The real His Majesty is in Glory, waiting for news of our triumphant return. Rush!"
However, Miles's voice came from behind him again.
"A true majesty will not leave the invading enemies alone and focus on attacking his own family."
Hawke was stunned. However, before he could react, a cold light flashed, blood splashed everywhere, and his arm with the cross on it flew straight up.
Miles caught the chopped arm, tore off the sleeve, and showed the cross to the surrounding soldiers.
"Look, the general you have always respected has long been just a doll in the hands of the church."
Hawke fell to the ground, blood pouring from his broken arm like a fountain. Probably because Miles' attack was too sudden, his eyes widened and his body trembled, like a rooster whose throat was cut and bled. He couldn't even utter a scream, only intermittent murmurs.
The surrounding soldiers no longer looked in his direction at this moment.
They all turned their heads and looked at Miles's raised arm with a look of astonishment.