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Chapter 483 This is a wise choice
The yellow jacket is not a yellow vest, it is a symbol of the emperor's confidant.

Their appearance often symbolizes bad things, and they often ransack their families and exterminate their families. Therefore, local officials hate and fear yellow jackets.

Knowing that the yellow jacket went all the way to Huacheng, Huacheng's parents and officials didn't even write a suicide note, and just hung a white silk on the beam of the house.

The death of this lord is really not wronged. He has been an official for many years, and every time he does a good deed, he has made a lot of money.

The only wrong thing is that the yellow mandarin jacket didn't even go to the gate of the yamen, and it wasn't looking for him at all.

Huacheng Church, today's Holy See, the resting place of the messenger of God, and the place of practice of the Pope.

In just a few dozen days, the church bought all the surrounding houses, and many believers simply donated their properties. A few families who wanted to be a nail-biting household opened their mouths. Seeing the fanaticism of the believers, they immediately sold them off.

Although the building area of ​​the Holy See is not large, the land under the circle is at least a few thousand acres, more than enough to fight a war of 10 people.

Ye Yiruo, who was dressed in a holy white robe, held a binoculars to check the enemy's situation, and a group of senior priests surrounded her.

Constantine, the Italian priest who was the first to contact Ye Yiruo and was the first to swear allegiance to Ye Yiruo, bowed in salute.

Because of Cong Long's meritorious service, Constantine has a detached position in the Eastern Holy See, and he was the first cardinal promoted by Ye Yiruo.

"Your Majesty, the Guardian Knights have assembled and are ready to join the battle at any time."

Ye Yiruo let out a "hmm", but didn't put down the binoculars.

"Wait! Wait for the enemy to get closer, and then wipe them all out!"

Ye Yiruo was observing the enemy's situation, trying to figure out their strength according to the enemy's pace and demeanor.

Ye Yiruo has been studying the way of witchcraft for a long time, and Ye Yiruo has a very keen perception of spirit, energy, and spirit, and can infer a person's general situation and state just from his face.

The strength of more than a thousand yellow jackets on the opposite side is not bad. They are all elites in hundreds of battles, and they have basically reached the level of dark energy (2 stars).

As for the "braves", "soldiers" and "pawns" following behind the yellow jacket, although there are many in number, their strength is appalling.

Ye Yiruo couldn't help wondering, this is the strength of the Qing government?
It's too weak!
It is no wonder that after the paper tiger of the Qing government was punctured, Western colonists rushed forward.

"Be careful! The enemy still has top powerhouses, but they just didn't show up."

Xi Tong also came to Huacheng, and became a clergyman.

Ye Yiruo nodded, no longer careless in her heart.

"Pass my order!"

Hearing Ye Yiruo's words, all the priests around him bowed down and stared with bated breath.

"The enemy has 30 seconds to reach the battlefield! Crush them!"

All the other people gave enthusiastic compliments, because this sentence, this tone was full of strange magic power, which ignited their fighting spirit, boiled their blood, and made them frantically seek battle.

Only Xi Tong had a weird expression on his face.

However, Ye Yiruo's words are very vivid, almost exactly the same as the original dubbing, even more murderous than the original dubbing.

Xi Tong shook his head as he watched the Guardian Knights waiting in formation and the Qing army charging.

"It's an asymmetric war."

The Qing army was still using broadswords and spears, horseback riding and shooting, but the Guardian Knights were equipped with light and heat weapons, which not only crushed their equipment, but also their personal combat effectiveness was on the side of the Qing army.

The Qing army would find that when they desperately rushed to the enemy's long-range units, thinking that they could slash and kill, they found that the opponent's long-range units had drawn swords, put on armor, and turned into melee combat.

An archer who can't fight hand-to-hand is not a good archer.

It felt like shooting a rabbit, no, easier than that.

As soon as the shotgun was fired, the rabbits immediately fled in all directions, but the yellow jackets fought like crazy and never retreated, with the momentum of smashing through the south wall and killing everyone.

However, what greeted them was bundles of high-heat beams of light energy. Even though there was no blood on the body, the blow was fatal.

There are countless spectators in this battle.

The people in Huacheng were watching, the surrounding monks and monks were peeping, and the believers and clergy on the side of the Holy See also stared wide-eyed.

In the more than 100 years since the founding of the Qing Dynasty, there were countless rebels, but all of them were suppressed bloody, without exception of anyone or any force.

Therefore, when they saw the tyrannical fighting power of the Holy See, they felt both expectation and worry in their hearts.

What they look forward to is that a rebel army with strong combat effectiveness will finally appear, but what they worry about is that they will attract more and stronger encirclement and suppression troops.

The whole army of the yellow jackets was wiped out, and the "braves", "soldiers" and "pawns" behind also suffered heavy casualties.

No deserters.

It's not that they didn't exist, but that the yellow jackets died too quickly, and the people behind them were wiped out before they could react.

escape!
They finally wake up.

It's just, can people run past the light?
The light beam flew across the battlefield, and the remnants fell one after another. After ten seconds, there was not a single standing enemy.

Ye Yiruo turned around and said to the Holy See clergy who were watching the battle behind:

"This is the power of light, it is the weapon of God, it is the power of God! Protected by the light, victory will belong to us!"

Ye Yiruo's voice was heard far away, and the people watching the battle in the distance could hear it clearly.

Fanatical cheers erupted at the scene, and many common people immediately fell to their knees, worshiping Ye Yiruo as if they were gods.

Those who had joined the church before were more steadfast in their faith.

The weapon of light, the power of God, with such a backing, the Qing court is nothing.

The foreigners in the church looked curiously at the weapons in the hands of the Guardian Knights.

What material is this?
What is the principle?
Divine power can be stored in small props and used by ordinary people - this is unscientific!
However, they dare not ask, let alone explore.

God, the letter is over, why are there so many.

The Western businessmen, scholars, and sailors who observed the battlefield were all stunned.

Cannons brought them the courage to challenge everything, and one after another ancient empires were bombarded by them with cannons.

The dispute between secular power and theocracy has been going on for a long time. Right now, secular power is increasing and expanding step by step, while theocracy is shrinking and declining.

Conquering heaven with cannon is just around the corner.

However, the scene in front of them slapped them hard. Compared with the weapons used by the Eastern Holy See, gunpowder weapons are simply scum!

At this moment, they stood in line decisively, and passed on their knowledge and suggestions to their monarch in various ways.

Xi Tong secretly reminded: "Be careful of the enemy's night attack."

The transformed zombie of the leader of the demigod knight stared at the northeast direction for a long time. There was a breath of zombies there, and there were many of them.

Xi Tong understands, blood drop.

The zombies of Blood Droplets are sacrificed by killing living beings and sucking human blood. Although they are powerful, they are harmful to the sky. They cannot move during the day and can only come out at night.

Suffering such a big loss during the day, Xue Dizi must be furious, eager to get back the place and eliminate the influence.

Tonight, they must attack the camp.

Ye Yiruo nodded, "How many of them are there?"

Xi Tong looked at the knight zombie, and immediately replied: "Over a hundred!"

　The click has already been deducted as a negative, and the book review area has also been blocked, in panic... Mengxin is trembling

　　
　
(End of this chapter)