The scene evolved from a melee at the beginning to a massacre later.
Facing dozens of times the number of soldiers, the Paladin had cut off any possibility of escape. Most of the people were hacked to death by random swords during the battle, and only a few dozen people chose to surrender. They threw away their helmets and armor, held their heads in their hands, and knelt in humiliation in front of these ordinary soldiers.
"No, don't kill me, I surrender..."
Even among the Paladins, there are some guys who are not so firm in their beliefs. In this mortal situation, they can only choose to abandon the so-called God and become prisoners.
And those priests seemed to have much firmer beliefs. The flightless priest was submerged in the crowd and soon became a cold corpse. The flying priest tried to escape, but was ruthlessly blocked by Benjamin and his party.
By the time we hit the back, the number of water-shaped birds flying all over the sky had even reached five thousand. They hovered high in the sky and formed an airtight net, making the priest inside feel a suffocating pressure.
"This... what kind of magic is this? How can he control so many things at the same time?"
The priests opened up their shields and tried to resist the recurring attacks of the birds. In fact, the threat posed by flying birds to them is not great, but... they cannot withstand the attacks of so many flying birds!
Not to mention the other mages who were watching eagerly.
Not long after the fight started, the priests only wanted to retreat. They broke through wildly during Benjamin's interception, and most of them died in it. In the end, during this process of constant confrontation, about a hundred priests broke through the blockade and disappeared into the horizon.
Benjamin wanted to chase them, but it was difficult to recover these people, so he gave up.
—There are only a hundred or so priests left, and they can’t make a difference.
"I...I...God will punish you..."
Until the last priest cursed with a look of resentment and fell back to the ground. The battle between Benjamin and the church was finally over.
The soldiers raised their heads and looked at the king in the sky, with rare fatigue and relaxation in their eyes. The sun shines through the gaps between the birds and falls on their blood-stained faces.
Benjamin also took a deep breath and took back the flying birds in the sky, revealing the clear sky.
Finally won.
Looking at the corpses on the ground, he knew that this was an extremely tragic battle. The priests and paladins resisted before their death, and at least several thousand soldiers died as a result. The air was filled with a pungent smell, and blood and severed limbs filled the ground beneath their feet like grain filling a granary.
For Carrites, it was a brutal result. But... anyway, they won.
At this intersection called Merkel, an ambush took place between the King's Army and the Church. The king's army won a great victory and severely damaged the church's army. This battle changed the situation in Caretes. The church lost control and the king's army was in control, laying the military foundation for the subsequent return to Glory.
—If future generations record this battle in the annals of Carites, they may use this description.
Thinking this, Benjamin smiled.
He suddenly turned his head, looked at the king beside him, and said, "Your Majesty, we won this battle."
At that moment, the king closed his eyes and his whole body was trembling slightly. He was silent for a long time before opening his eyes, looking at Wuyang Wuyang's head below, and took a deep breath.
"You did a great job." He said slowly, trying not to tremble too much in his voice, "You saved me. You saved the entire Carites. You... are the heroes of this country."
Tens of thousands of soldiers looked up at the king, and there was silence for a moment.
Seeing this, the king came to his senses and nodded.
Basically all the generals who led these soldiers died in this battle. Therefore, what they need now is not a thank you, but an order. They needed someone to declare victory in the battle and tell them what to do next.
It's like a ritual.
—The ritual of returning to the pinnacle of power.
"We won." Therefore, he regained his composure, showed a king-like smile, glanced around the army, and said, "That's it, everyone clean up the battlefield and prepare to return to Glory."
After receiving the order, the soldiers also lowered their heads. Under the command of the general, they put away their weapons, treated the wounded, sorted out the prisoners... and began to deal with the current battlefield.
The king also fell back to the ground together with the mages in the sky.
"Master Benjamin, there's no need to say more." The king patted Benjamin on the shoulder and said, "Without your help, I definitely wouldn't have been able to reach this point."
Benjamin smiled and shook his head.
"Your Majesty, it's not time to really relax yet." He said slowly, "The direction those priests fled is Glory. Just in case, we'd better rush to Glory immediately and capture the capital. .”
The king was stunned and puzzled: "What other contingencies are there? With just a few people, can Glory be guarded?"
"Of course it's impossible to defend Glory, but if they are cruel enough and burn down the entire city before retreating, it's not impossible."
When the king heard this, his expression changed drastically, and he immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.
"Quick! Take me to Glory quickly! Glory will be destroyed by them."
Benjamin nodded.
In this way, after the ambush ended, the large army was left here, managed by the general and several mages, and slowly marched to Glory. The king himself, led by Benjamin, quickly flew towards Glory.
"Can it go faster?"
In mid-air, the strong wind roared past their faces, making them unable to open their eyes. But despite this, the king showed no signs of being frightened. Instead, he felt that it was too slow.
There was no way, he was really afraid that when they arrived at Glory, the only thing visible would be a sea of fire.
"Your Majesty, don't worry so much. Those priests can't fly as fast as me." Benjamin became much calmer. "They only ran so early. We can definitely catch up."
When the king heard this, he took a deep breath and felt a little relieved.
The distance between them and Glory was not far, and Benjamin used all his power to fly there as fast as possible. Therefore, about four hours later, Benjamin rushed to Glory with the king.
The gate of Glory is closed, but there are still some paladins patrolling the city, quietly killing.
The king was relieved to see this.
"Fortunately, they didn't set the fire."
As he spoke, he turned his head and was about to ask Benjamin how they should get in. Benjamin placed him near Glory, and then flew directly over.
"who?"
Noticing a figure flying in the sky, the paladin guarding the door immediately showed an alert look and asked coldly.
Judging from their appearance, the priests who escaped must not have returned yet. These paladins guarded the city gate obediently, but they didn't even know that their entire army had been wiped out.
Benjamin snorted coldly and did not answer, but quickly approached the city.
"You... you are that mage!" At that moment, the Paladins also saw Benjamin's face clearly, and they suddenly showed a look of astonishment. In a panic, they didn't even know what to do.
Seeing this, Benjamin smiled at these paladins.
Densely packed ice blades suddenly appeared above him, aiming at the city head of Carites.