Give Me the Name of God

Walking near the mountain stronghold, a Divine Punishment general turned back and said, "Archbishop, the terrain here is a bit weird. Please allow me to lead a troop to explore the path first."

"No need," Horwitt shook his head, "attack directly!"

"The bandit said Bucken has many soldiers and horses."

"It's nothing more than a mob telling the soldiers to fight quickly and don't let him delay."

The village is built on a hill, with steep slopes, narrow roads, and many trees around it. It is typically easy to defend but difficult to attack.

The archbishop was ready to attack the city. The soldiers in heavy armor were holding warhammers and were about to rush up the hillside. Suddenly, they saw Bucken walking out of the gate of the cottage alone.

"Howitt, long time no see!"

The archbishop asked the soldiers to wait for a moment and responded: "Who gave you the courage to call me by my name?"

"I almost forgot, you are still the archbishop now, but that doesn't matter, we will soon be equals, and I will still call you by your name in front of your grave."

"Being equal to me?" Howitt smiled, "No wonder you came here to become a bandit. You are as stupid as these bandits. Who gave you the qualification to be equal to me?"

"I am the chief bishop. If you die, I will naturally take your place. This is the law established by the Pope."

"You are no longer the chief bishop, you are just an apostate."

"Is there an order from the Pope?" Bucken said with a smile, "I am the chief bishop canonized by the Pope himself. Do you want to change my status with your own words?"

"I really shouldn't waste my time with you," Howitt waved his hand, "Get ready to attack!"

The heavily armored soldiers prepared to charge. Bucken stretched out his hands, summoned the sky full of fire snakes, and said loudly: "Why let innocent soldiers die, why not end it quickly!"

The fifth level skill of the God's Punishment Warrior - Flowing Flame, controls the fire snake to attack the enemy. Different from the Vulcan's second-level skill, these fire snakes have life characteristics and can actively search for enemies within a certain range. As long as they are touched by a spark, the fire snakes can take root and grow on the body until they burn people to ashes.

"Come on! Howitt, are you scared?" Bucken laughed loudly.

"Afraid of you? You deserve it!" Howitt coughed, and a beam of light enveloped the heavily armored soldiers, as if they were covered with a layer of shining battle clothes.

Holy Grace Shines, the sixth-level skill of the God's Punishment Warrior. Under the coverage of the skill, these soldiers in front of them can withstand most spell attacks, including Bucken's Fire Snake.

The senile Howitt turned out to be a sixth-level warrior. No wonder he has lived for so many years.

Bucken knew that the Archbishop was a Divine Punishment Warrior, but he didn't expect that his rank would be so high.

He retreated into the gate of the cottage. A group of archers appeared on the wall of the cottage. The soldiers at the door prepared logs and rolling stones.

Bucken shouted, "Come on, old man!"

Howitt smiled and said: "I gave you the opportunity to say your last words, but it's a pity that you didn't cherish it. Soldiers, attack!"

There are more than a thousand people in the village, some who have fought in the war, and some who have not been on the battlefield. They are not much different from the rabble described by the archbishop, but they occupy a geographical advantage.

Moreover, Bucken has backup, and troops will arrive one after another, and a desperate battle will officially begin.

…

The king placed a spy in the God's Punishment Army. Unfortunately, the spy's status was not high, he was just a centurion. Five days ago, the king received the last news from him. The archbishop came to Rockland Hills and burned the bandit leader here. Since then, there has been no news from the spy.

Rockland Hills is seven days' journey from the capital. Even if the messenger travels day and night, it will take at least five days. In other words, this is news ten days ago.

Where has this spy gone? Why is there no more news sent? Exposed? Being monitored? Or already dead?

The key is why did the Archbishop go to Rockland Hills? When did he become so interested in suppressing bandits?

The king was trying to figure out the archbishop's intentions. Manda knew it, but didn't say much.

The archbishop has not yet replied, and there are three possible outcomes. One is that the archbishop dies in the battle, the other is that the war is still stalemate, and the third is that the archbishop wins, but Bucken escapes and the archbishop is pursuing him.

No matter what the outcome is, it is the best time for the King to counterattack. Not only Manda thinks so, but Lungerson also thinks so.

"Your Majesty, we don't have to pay attention to the Archbishop's intentions. It's our turn to take action now."

The king nodded and said, "That makes sense."

The Minister of State hurriedly said: "New Year is coming soon. Do we have to take action at this time?"

This time Manda sided with the Parliamentarian and hoped that the King would follow the Parliamentary Secretary's advice as he was not ready to escape.

But the king didn't think so. Under the erosion of the artifact, he not only became immune to the skills of the minister of state, but also gained a bit more domineering aura.

"I really want to have a different New Year. I don't have to look at the archbishop's old face anymore, I don't have to wait for him to give me blessings at the bottom of the steps, and I don't have to follow him to pray with a group of God's Punishers in large or small churches. That is for everyone. Blasphemy to the Lord of God!”

The king slammed the table, stood up and said: "Longesen, I will hand over all the troops in the royal capital to you now, and kill all the God's Punishers, leaving no one behind!"

The Minister of State begged: "Your Majesty, you can't do this! We can't start a war in the New Year. Too much killing will bring bad luck!"

"Misfortune?" The king sneered, "With the blessing of the Lord of the Gods, misfortune will never dare to come near me. What are you waiting for, General?"

Longgesen grabbed his sword, bowed deeply to the king, and was about to walk out of the meeting hall when he suddenly saw a waiter running in in a hurry.

"Your Majesty, the Archbishop is back!"

"He's back!" The king changed his expression upon hearing this, "Where is he?"

"It's less than ten miles to the west of the city."

"Why are you telling me now!"

"No one has heard from him before, he seems to appear out of nowhere!"

The king was stunned and speechless. Longgesen said: "I will immediately lead people to occupy the west gate and prevent him from entering the city!"

The Minister of State shouted: "Wait a minute! How many people are with the Archbishop?"

The waiter said: "No less than two thousand!"

The Minister of State said to Longesen: "The archbishop's troops have not lost any. It takes time to deliver the message. He is probably no more than five miles away from the royal capital. You have to rush to the west of the city now and guard the city gate. Tell me what percentage you have." grasp?"

Longerson was stunned. The tone of the Minister of State's words was very similar to that of his father, General Lessio.

After pondering for a moment, Longgesen lowered his head and said to the king: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I am not sure about guarding the city gate."

The king sat back in his seat, and Manda felt temporarily relieved.

"Where is my spy? Why didn't he send any news? Why?"

The silence in the hall was suffocating, and no one could answer the king's question.

After a long time, a waiter came to the king's ear and whispered: "Your Majesty, the archbishop has entered the city and he wants to see you."

The king frowned and gritted his teeth: "Let him come!"