Give Me the Name of God

Gaia's fourth-level believers are absolutely rare talents, and recruiting them seems to be a good choice.

But Manda didn't do this, because in many cases, loyalty is more valuable than ability.

Siegsel can't be said to be absolutely loyal, but he still has some 70s or 80s. As for this young man, as long as he is saved from the brink of death, he may turn against him in the next second.

The believers of the primitive gods have terrifying strength, and strength also means a terrible threat. Instead of expecting to gradually transform this young man and then slowly mature him, it is better to eradicate this threat directly.

While the soldiers were shooting the enemy soldiers, Manda dug out Sulani's sacred blood stone and came to Zigese's side.

"I can understand your fear, and I also know how to overcome it. If you take one more step up and get closer to God, there will be fewer and fewer people worthy of our fear."

Zigese wanted to say something grateful, but after thinking for a long time, he didn't know what to say.

If only the poet were here, he would surely be able to come up with some suitable words to express gratitude, heartfelt gratitude.

Siegsel tightened his grip on the sacred blood stone, took a deep breath and said, "Sir, what are we going to do next?"

Manda laughed and said: "I originally just wanted to get the cow back, but I didn't expect that the enemy made a stupid mistake. Such a good opportunity cannot be missed. It's time for us to take this mountain."

"Horna, go see General Davron. I'm curious about what he is doing."

"Og, ask the great prophet for me if tonight is a good time to fight."

"Zigese, let's discuss tactics together. I have a good idea. I wonder if you can do it."

"Manu, rest for a while and recover your strength as soon as possible..."

Halfway through the words, Manda was suddenly moved and felt a throbbing in her heart, which was the signal of the messenger spell.

Manda turned to the lion girl and said: "Go and bring Chuitt back first, he is suffering."

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Davron and his soldiers snatched dozens of bags of food from the fire and saved some food to last for more than ten days.

But what to do next? Write a letter and tell Shelty the truth?

This is not a good idea. This is a serious command error. If the Archduke finds out, the position of the Grand General will definitely be in jeopardy.

Go to Bluestone City to ask Count Di Laro to borrow some food?

This is a good choice. Di Laro is a generous person and has a good relationship with him. The only thing he has to do is to find a suitable reason.

He just said that there was a fire in the camp, the food was burned, and he didn't want the Grand Duke to know about it. In the future, he could repay the debt quickly by robbing passers-by. Even if the repayment was slower, Di Laro wouldn't mind.

Davron wrote a letter. As soon as it was handed over to the messenger, he felt something was wrong.

He wanted to borrow 100,000 pounds of grain, which was not a small amount. Just sending a letter would be a little less sincere, and he would have to go there in person.

But we can't just leave. We can't leave things in the mountains alone. There is no doubt that this responsibility must be given to Sulani, but this guy is still looking for the cow, and he doesn't know when he will find it.

"Stupid young man, I really don't know what is going on in his mind?" Davron sent soldiers to urge Surani. The soldiers set off in the afternoon and did not come back until dusk.

Davron sent out several more soldiers, but received no news late at night.

Until now, Davron finally realized the seriousness of the problem, and the enemy seemed not to leave.

Taking advantage of the brittle mountain, Davron forgot the rules of the battlefield. The enemy burned his camp and killed hundreds of his soldiers.

The enemy had won a great victory and had no reason to leave.

We need to find Sulani quickly. Where has this guy gone? Did something unexpected happen to him?

Could it be that he...is dead?

This is impossible. What if he really dies?

Davron has always looked down on Surani. He believed that Surani was too young, too arrogant, too impetuous, and too ignorant of the rules. Moreover, he was not of noble origin. He was not qualified to be a general at all, let alone be on an equal footing with him.

But Davron has one advantage. He retains a little bit of self-knowledge in his heart. When it comes to life and death, this self-knowledge will shine and make him wake up immediately.

He does not have the special skills of Surani. He is not a believer of the ancient god. Although he tried to enter the level, he failed.

He had been on the battlefield, but he had not commanded a battle or even participated in a large-scale battle. He had only held a false position in the army and observed the entire war process as an officer.

If it had not been for the fact that he was the son of a count, he would not have become a general under the Grand Duke, because Shelty valued birth.

Of course, Shelty also knew Davron's abilities, so he asked the powerful Surani to serve as his second general.

No matter how much he usually despises Surani, Davron now knows very well that if even Surani dies at the hands of the enemy, his chances of surviving are extremely slim.

The night wind blew, and Davron trembled. Looking at the temporary camp, he felt unspeakably nervous.

He called the two surviving soldiers over and asked him again about the battle.

"There are only a thousand enemies, right?"

The two soldiers looked at each other and said hesitantly: "It should be..."

"What do you mean it should be? If it is, then it is, if it is not, just say no!"

An officer next to him sighed secretly: These two soldiers crawled out from a pile of dead people. In that case, how could they still count the enemy troops?

Under Davron's severe questioning, the two soldiers said that there were only a thousand people, one was no more and the other was less.

Davron still had more than 1,700 people in his hands, so he had the upper hand, which made him feel much better.

"Besides Monchik, how many other people have mastered the skills of the ancient gods?"

A soldier said: "There is a woman who can fly. She can twist people's heads off with a pair of sharp claws."

Another soldier said: "There is also a woman who moves very fast and can chop off the heads of several people in the blink of an eye."

"There is also a man with a very strange body. He was not injured when he was struck with a knife."

"There was also a man who was so strong that he could lift a carriage."

Davron nodded and said: "I have seen this man before. He can lift huge rocks that fell from the mountain. There are so many believers around him... No, you can't stay in this camp. It's not safe here!"

After repeated weighing, Davron decided to spend the night in a cave near the top of the mountain.

The camp could be attacked all around, but there was only one entrance to the cave. Davron concluded that the cave was safer than the camp.

The cave on the top of the mountain is large enough to accommodate thousands of people. It is well ventilated and has a water source nearby. There is only a steep mountain road at the entrance of the cave. It is very difficult and dangerous. As long as the soldiers focus on defense, there is no chance of the cave being breached.

That night, Davron led his soldiers into the cave and made plans after confirming the enemy's location.

Davron was not used to sleeping in a damp and cold cave. He only felt sticky and itchy.

Until dawn, Davron reluctantly fell asleep, but heard the soldiers reporting that they had discovered the enemy on the mountain road.

"Go out to meet the enemy or hold on to the cave entrance?" the officer asked.

"Of course, stick to the entrance of the cave and don't attack until you know the enemy's situation!"

There were sounds of fighting outside the cave, and Davron sat in the deepest part of the cave, praying silently with his eyes closed.

Pray to all the gods, including the Lord of Divine Punishment.

Go out and see the situation on the battlefield? That is impossible.

A true general cannot take risks on the battlefield and must strategize in the safest place.

A burst of thick smoke drifted into the cave, and Davron's heart trembled. Could it be that the cave was on fire?

But this is a stone cave with not even a tree or vine inside, so it shouldn't be suitable for catching fire.

An officer coughed and wheezed, and rushed to Davron and said: "General! There are followers of the God of Wind among the enemies. They control the wind and let the caves smoke!"

Davron sat on the ground with a face of despair and said nothing.

After waiting for a long time, another officer came to report: "General, the smoke seems to be poisonous. Dozens of our soldiers have passed out."

Another officer said from the side: "General, break out, we can't wait any longer!"

Everyone was waiting for Davron's order to break out. Unexpectedly, Davron gritted his teeth and said: "You can't fall into the enemy's trick. Guard the cave entrance for me and never leave the cave."