Give Me the Name of God

Lianyucheng's water source is abundant, and there are thirteen wells near the military camp. Manda is very familiar with the locations of these thirteen wells, and is particular about the dosage. One sack is needed for the largest well, and two handfuls are enough for the smallest well. All thirteen wells have been filled with medicine. , just in time to use up all six bags of medicinal powder.

After administering the medicine, Manda took back his clone and returned to the camp exhausted. He got into the tent and fell asleep. The medicine powder could last for a day, and he would have to continue tomorrow night.

Not long after, it was dawn, and Dwight opened his eyes. After a sound night's sleep, he felt that the guilt in his heart slowly disappeared.

War is like this, everyone thinks they are the right side, but only the winner can define everything.

They say Bucken murdered the Archbishop. Does that matter? Bucken is now the legal archbishop of Romulu Country!

They say that God's Punishers shouldn't kill each other. Yes, I think so too. Get out of here immediately. This doesn't count as killing each other!

They say that Holy Messenger Wilkins was also recognized by the Pope, so what? Bucken didn't say he didn't approve of him! Now that he is taking the initiative to attack the royal capital, why is he so shameless to gain sympathy?

Dwight stood up and stretched his shoulders, muttering to himself: "Why should I feel guilty!"

He put on his shirt: "When I fight for the Pope, I fight for the Lord. This is my duty."

He combed his hair and checked the scars on his face: "I will not show mercy to anyone today. If they dare to approach the city wall again, I will use a trebuchet to smash them into a pulp. If there is any If a soldier neglects to fight, I will skin him right on top of the city!"

Dwight ate a hunk of bread, a sausage, and drank a can of water.

He wiped his mouth, sighed, and heard the chants outside the city wall again.

As soon as I hear this hymn, I can think of Howitt. Although I haven't seen him for a long time, his appearance is still so clear.

Dwight was an orphan. He had been begging for a living before he was ten years old. One snowy night, he asked for nothing, not even a piece of firewood. He was about to freeze to death in the abandoned temple at the entrance of the village.

He met Horwitt, who gave him food and took him to the Holy Heaven. He was originally allowed to join the choir, but he chose the military camp when he was thirteen.

At that time, Leo appeared, only six or seven years old, but he became Howitt's student. Dwight was furious and wanted to prove himself in the military camp.

In the blink of an eye, more than twenty years later, Dwight became a famous general. He forgot what he had to prove to Horwitt, and Horwitt seemed to have forgotten his existence. Except for occasionally meeting each other in the Holy Kingdom and smiling at each other, There seems to be no intersection between them anymore.

Maybe Howitt wasn't that important in his heart, he just brought himself into the church.

Dwight's mouth was a little dry, so he drank another can of water, put on his iron helmet, and walked towards the city.

Along the way, the soldiers were doing their morning prayers and they were repenting.

Dwight tried his best to avoid their voices, but after taking two steps, tears suddenly filled his eyes.

He forgot about me...

He forgot that I was supposed to.

But why should I forget him?

He gave me food.

Give me clothes to wear.

Without him, I'm just a little bastard, I'm just, freezing to death, a little bastard...

In the sudden heavy rain, Dwight huddled in the corner of the city, crying so hard.

A commander followed him in tears. This commander was very brave. In the battle the day before yesterday, he personally killed more than 40 enemies. However, at the end of the battle, he was accidentally captured alive by Leo.

He thought Leo would kill him, but Leo let him go, so secretly that no one knew he had been captured.

Ever since he returned to Lianyucheng, this captain seemed to have lost his soul.

Hearing Dwight cry, he cried too.

"We are brothers, I will not hurt you..." This is what Leo said to him.

"But I have hurt you, my brothers..." These were the words of the captain himself.

After drinking a pitcher of water, the captain drew his sword and killed himself.

…

Leo sang for a day and did not attack the city. He was not in a hurry. He felt that Lianyucheng would definitely be conquered within ten days.

It turned out that he overestimated Dwight, it didn't take ten days, only two days.

Two days later, a centurion accidentally opened the city gate after saying morning prayers.

Only two collectors tried to stop him, one died at the hands of a centurion and the other at the hands of a defender.

The soldiers guarding the city knelt down to the centurion on the spot: "Sir, I have wanted to do this for a long time, but I did not have the courage. Thank you for helping me."

The centurion and the soldier hugged each other and cried, and were finally dragged away from Lianyucheng by Dwight.

Lianyucheng was lost. To be precise, it was not defended at all. Dwight chose to abandon the city directly.

He suspected that the city was cursed, and sometimes felt that the city was blessed by the Lord.

Every time he cried, he felt the pain of sin and the joy of redemption.

…

After capturing Lianyucheng, Pluto finally no longer had to cook the complicated medicinal powder every day. He couldn't understand what Manda and Leo were thinking. Since Manda could poison the well water, why not just put the poison in and kill him? other side?

Manda patiently explained: "There are three reasons. One is that truly colorless and odorless poison is too rare and difficult to brew in large quantities, but the poison of confession happens to meet these two conditions, and even a nose as sharp as mine cannot detect it.

Second, as long as someone or an animal is poisoned, the enemy will immediately discover that the well water is poisonous and will take strict precautions. However, the poison of confession makes people hardly feel that they are poisoned.

The third is that Dwight needs to be alive. This person is still useful if he survives. "

Pluto was puzzled: "What's the use of letting him live?"

Manda smiled and said: "This is Leo's idea, he wants to create a legend."

"The legend of the Lone Shadow Legion?"

Manda shook his head and said: "It belongs to the legend of Archbishop Howitt. He is the eternal archbishop. With the holy light of the Lord, he infected Dwight and made him put down his weapons and give up Lianyucheng."

Pluto pursed his lips for a long time and was speechless.

In the end, he only said: "It seems that Dwight is dead."

Manda shrugged and said, "It depends on his fate. If he doesn't want to die, he can also seek refuge in the arms of the Holy Archbishop."

While they were talking, a soldier was fetching water from the well. Pluto stepped forward to stop him and said, "Wait a minute, you can't drink that water."

Manda glared at Pluto and signaled him not to tell the truth.

The soldier looked at Pluto and said, "Why can't you drink?"

Pluto hesitated for a while and said: "Water, it's better to boil it and drink it."

…

That night, a grand celebration ceremony was held in Lianyucheng. Lords from all over the south drank happily and celebrated this great victory together.

Besa Liu changed his view of Manda. He no longer disliked Manda, and even had some admiration for him.

He originally wanted to take this opportunity to have a good chat with Manda, but he didn't expect that Manda would look sad throughout the banquet.

After the banquet, Manda sat unhappy in the garden of the castle drinking wine. Besaliu walked up to him, sat next to him, and asked with the care of an elder: "Is there anything bothering you?"

Manda shook her head.

"If you have anything to say, just say it. We are allies and should maintain trust in each other."

Bessa Liu asked again and again, and Manda finally spoke his mind: "Everything I do is for our final victory."

"I am loyal to Your Majesty, to you, and to the Minister of State, and I have absolutely no selfish thoughts."

Besa Liu said: "I agree with this."

"Do you really agree with me?" Manda's eyes were moist, "You have always doubted my loyalty."

Seeing the tears in Manda's eyes, Besaliu suddenly felt a sore nose.

"Child, when you reach my age, you will understand that it is not easy to gain someone's trust."

"Sir, can I still not gain your trust now?"

Besa Liu's eyes were also moist: "You have gained my trust."

"Sir, everything I have done for you doesn't prove my loyalty?"

Bessa Liu's voice trembled: "No one can question your loyalty."

"Sir, there won't be any more suspicion and suspicion between us, right?"

"Of course not! Forget those unpleasant pasts!" Besa shed tears. He didn't know why he was so easily excited tonight.

Manda continued: "Sir, I want to be a grand duke, don't you think this is too much?"