In the end, Benjamin left the drawings to Morris for professionals to study slowly.
-Crack St. Peter's Basilica and find its weaknesses. This is not something that can be used right now. So far, they have only destroyed some of the church's arms sources and made the church suffer several defeats. However, this "Black Nightmare Army" is still difficult to compete head-on with the Kingdom's army.
Especially in terms of armaments and training, they are quite different from the regular army.
Faced with this situation, Benjamin did not intend to take the refined route. In terms of order, this chaotic army, which took shape bit by bit in wars and plunders, can never be trained. All they can rely on is quantity.
Therefore, he quickly found the head of the academy's dark department.
"How many large-scale rebel armies are there in the kingdom now?"
The person in charge replied: "Counting those guys, there are about eight branches with a scale of thousands. There are three branches in the north and five branches in the south, each occupying the top of the mountain, and some have even captured some remote towns. However, at present, they are still in a relatively scattered state, fighting independently, and it is impossible to say that they have any big impact."
Benjamin nodded with satisfaction after hearing this.
"Find a way for me to contact the leaders of these eight forces." He gave the order. "Within a month, I need to gather these people together and join them all in our team."
The person in charge hesitated for a moment and said, "This... they may not be willing to join in obediently."
"They will be willing." Benjamin snorted and said, "The church had no time to take care of them before because of the border pressure from Ikol. Now that the church has reacted, it will definitely target them - including us, of course. Guilty. When they are forced into a desperate situation, they will naturally be willing to join us."
Hearing this, the person in charge nodded, said nothing more, turned around and prepared to go.
Benjamin took out the sound transmission wood piece again.
"Do you think the time is ripe?" The system suddenly appeared, as if it had guessed what Benjamin was planning to do, and asked in his mind.
"If it's immature, let's ripen it. Now that we've gone this far, I have nothing to hide." Benjamin took a deep breath and replied slowly, "The secret army has been training for so long. It's time to come out and let them breathe. .”
He plans to bring over the special army that uses rune props to fight.
That force is led by the former Knight Commander of Lance. Since its establishment, it has reached a size of about a thousand people. Judging from the report Wallis gave him, every soldier in the army is proficient in using rune props. He is not inferior in one-on-one combat with mages, and he is also quite capable in collective combat.
In the current situation, they have officially started war with the church, and it is only time for the two sides to confront each other head-on. And there is really no need for him to hide this army that will change the pattern of the times.
-After all, powerful magic props that ordinary people can use are where they lead the church the most in technology. If necessary, they can take the church by surprise.
"Are you planning to bring them over directly?" the system asked again.
"You can use the Ghost Abyss. It's easy to sneak over." Benjamin replied, "However, since it is a trump card, it is natural to set the stage a little. I will not let them show up directly."
"Then what are you going to do?"
Benjamin just smiled slightly and did not answer.
He believed that those in the church would definitely like his "surprise".
at the same time.
The atmosphere in the Rhine City's city hall was as cold as lake water at minus 30 degrees Celsius.
Grant stood on the high platform, his face as cold as iron, and he scanned the priests, officials and paladins in the hall. Everyone was so silent that they couldn't even say a word.
"How did he know that our workshop was in the Rhine City?"
After a long silence, Grant asked, his tone actually quite gentle under the circumstances.
"... No one knows what's going on." The leading bishop took a deep breath and mustered up his courage. "The situation is very unfavorable. Those mages may have mastered intelligence methods that we cannot deal with."
"for example?"
The bishop swallowed a gulp of saliva, and his heart also surged with an unyielding energy to do nothing. When things have reached this stage, he cannot escape the blame, and His Majesty the Pope may not let him continue to live. In this case, he might as well give it a try.
Therefore, he immediately replied: "For example... I think someone is selling our information."
When Grant heard this, his eyebrows moved.
"You mean, there is a spy within us?"
"That's it!" Looking at Grant's expression, a glimmer of hope emerged in the bishop's heart, and he immediately struck while the iron was hot, "We just investigated the collapsed church, and inside... the oil painting hiding the secret is missing, and it is very likely that it has been taken away by the devil. Let’s go. As for the secret in the oil painting, apart from our church members, who else can reveal it? There must be a traitor among us!”
At this point, he had already thought about whom to throw the pot on.
In fact, he knew very well that with His Majesty the Pope's iron-blooded rule, when something went wrong, someone would have to die. And as the person in charge of Rhine City, he could only escape by finding a way to transfer His Majesty's anger to others.
So... some of his colleagues who usually seemed not very pious to him seemed to be a good opportunity to purge the church now.
No matter what, he-he didn't want to die.
After listening to the bishop's explanation, Grant fell silent again, frowning, as if he was really considering the possibility of a traitor.
"Come with me!"
After thinking for a long time, he suddenly raised his head, winked at the bishop, and then turned towards the room deep in the corridor of the city hall. When the bishop saw this, he immediately understood and followed Grant obediently.
There were other people in the hall. They watched Grant and the bishop disappear at the end of the corridor, thinking about the conversation just now, and couldn't help but shudder.
"The traitor...is it true?"
"I am not sure as well."
"Do you think...whose name will Bishop Carlil give to His Majesty the Pope? Will His Majesty the Pope believe him? If I remember correctly, he seemed to have some issues with Bishop Klein before..."
There was a murmur among the priests.
No one knew what the real situation was, but at that moment, they were all keenly aware that there might be another bloody storm within the church.
How did things come to this
Many people were in a daze. They vaguely felt that this church no longer looked even remotely similar to when they first joined.