"Retreat! Retreat!!!"

Brees shouted at the top of his voice that the members of the Iron Chain Knights were not as panicked as other fleeing guards and mercenaries, but seemed very calm. That was natural, because they knew they wanted to retreat from the beginning. Brees even kept his mind and slowed down when leading the team to the city gate to resist the monsters, and chose a position farther from the city gate. All of this was to make it easier when the final evacuation was made.

Anyway, they are all going to evacuate, so you can avoid trouble if you stay away. He originally thought so, but when the city gate fell down and the smoke and dust raised, the giant monsters with rock-like bodies poured into the city wall, he knew that he was thinking too naive. "Prepare to meet the enemy!" Even Bruce, who knew that he was going to retreat, could only give orders like this at that time, because the instructions they received were "Keep the front until the evacuation signal came out, and never let the monsters rush out of the northern city."

Fortunately, this signal came out before the front collapsed - and the front began to collapse from the moment the city gate fell. The NPC troops were far less tenacious than mercenaries. When the monsters rushed into the city, they had already started to flee, and they were all supported by the mercenaries. Although the geographical advantage of the streets allowed them to face multiple trolls that charged at the same time, these houses were not as strong as imagined. The destructive power of the monsters made everyone dumbfounded, but the advantage of the number of people finally slowed down the "full collapse" a lot.

And before the "full collapse" came, they did complete the task of "Don't let the monsters rush out of the northern city" - no matter what, they finally stood up. After witnessing people flying overhead, the young guards threw away their armor and cried and wanted to escape the battlefield, but they collided with the people behind, and finally caused many people to be trampled to death by the monsters, etc., when the horn of the evacuation sounded, although most people were surprised, more people showed unconcealed exposure of their ecstasy.

However, when they really turned around and began to evacuate, anxiety and suspicion immediately replaced this ecstasy. People were confused why they had to issue orders to retreat in a critical moment when the northern city had fallen? The various sounds of people in front, back, left and back evacuation made people with such confused thoughts irritated. The sound of armor touching, tired breathing, the sound of flames burning the roof in the distance, the roar of monsters, and the screams and shouts behind them. The people at the end urged the people in front to speed up their pace so that they would not be caught by monsters and then crushed into meat paste.

"The guy in front! Don't block the way!!!" Bruce heard a man shouting angrily in the messy voice, but his voice seemed so weak in all the sounds.

The evacuation eventually turned into a panic escape. The more panic people in the rear caused panic. The strong people pushed away those who were weaker than them, rushing to escape. Organized people - such as the Iron Chain Knights - gathered together. The fleeing people consciously avoided them, while those without organization could only be swept away by this panic turbulent flow, and even the screams of the trampled people coming from their feet could not slow them down.

All Brees could do was organize his own team, try to ignore the screams, and then speed up the evacuation. The distance to evacuation was not long. Brees raised his head and saw the cold and hard silhouette of the stone tower in the dark. The north was still flashing with flames, making the rolling clouds in the sky vaguely able to distinguish.

There was their target. Brees turned around and looked at the crowds of the torches swaying flames and the iron helmets reflecting the flames. He knew that most of them were confused. Some of them wanted to rush to the southern city without looking back and leave the northern city where monsters were rampant; while others immediately thought of the church square surrounded by high walls.

Perhaps the walls of the church square are nothing to the monsters, but that is the only one in the Golden Waterfall City, except the inner castle, which can be said to be a certain defensive facility. It is located in the middle of the Golden Waterfall City, connecting four urban areas. And most importantly, the mercenaries all know that the target of the monsters is hidden under the church.

At this time, the shrill screams came not far behind, the roar of the monster and the anxious shouts from the crowd pulled back Brees's thoughts dispersed due to fatigue. He noticed the bad eyes of the people around him cast at them again, and ignored them all, and shouted loudly: "Hurry up!!! Run for me!!!"

The flames began to spread, and the thick smoke floated into the night among the footsteps of the crowd, and was blown away by the cold north to form mist. The choking smell of smoke and blood were like whips, making people keep running away.

...

"The monsters rushed into the city, and the entire northern city was occupied by those monsters."

Mr. Mdolph, who was walking behind Duke Udolf, calmly told the battle report he had just learned. At this moment, they were walking in the corridor of the inner castle with a group of nobles who wanted to make contributions or had a certain power in Jinshui City. The servants walked beside them in a hurry and used lanterns to dispel the darkness for them.

The narrow windows in the corridor were dim outside, and everyone noticed that the sky in the north was burning. As they walked, they could see the burning city and the distracting noises outside the windows, mixed with the roar of creatures they had never heard before.

"What do those mercenaries and guards eat?!" After hearing Mdolph's report, the strong Master Badong widened his eyes and almost blue veins appeared on his neck as he cursed: "I knew I shouldn't believe those mercenaries! They are all snake species! I want to go into battle myself and lead the sailors of Langshi Town to kill those deformed monsters!"

While speaking, Master Badong said as he took the heavy steel fork handed over by his son, with reef-like patterns on it.

"Save effort, Badong." Duke Udolf, who was walking in front of the team, said without looking back. His tone was cold, as if he was a little impatient with his old friend's unreasonable request. "I want you to clean up the mess for me alive, just throw these bad things to the servants to do."

Hearing the Duke say this, the angry face on Master Badong also restrained a little, and he handed his steel fork to his son: "Yes, sir."

"But sir," But just as Master Badong decided to obey, the chubby Lord Fujie spoke again, "Those damn mercenaries have ignited the city, and the fire is spreading, sir! That damn 'bald hero' does not know how to protect your belongings at all! What's the use of such mercenaries?! We should immediately arrest him and hang him on the charge of "infringing on the Duke's property," and then find a more capable person to command those brainless mercenaries!"

"Mercenaries will only obey mercenaries, Lord Fujie." Master Mudolfo reminded, "If you kill Lord Barolwufu at this time, it may cause rebellion from the mercenaries. As Master Badong said, they are all snake species."

"But Master, it's so hot--"

"What do you think we are going to do now, Fowjie?" Lord Udolf slowed down and turned his head to look at the fat lord of Linle Town.

"Go to watch the battle on the city wall?" Lord Fujie asked in confusion.

Then Lord Fujie saw the cold Duke of Jin Waterfall City smiled on his face. Under the dim light, Lord Fujie felt that the smile on Duke Udolf's face looked very hideous and terrifying.

He-they heard him say, "We are going to light the fire, Fujie, a big fire."

When everyone was shocked by his words, he turned his head and accelerated his pace. Master Mdolph followed him with the silent captain Pavreguard. He raised his head and looked ahead of the corridor where the cold wind blew. People heard his voice again. This time he raised the volume, as if he was talking to the person opposite the corridor.

"Ms. Etherland, let your iron bumps move, it's time."

Just when many people were surprised who "Ms. Etherland" was, they heard a cold and elegant female voice coming from the front of the corridor with the cold wind.

"I will listen to you, my lord."

"But sir! The mercenaries have not all evacuated from the North City District!" Mr. Mdolph, who was standing beside him, immediately said to the duke anxiously after hearing this.

"They can evacuate, children." Duke Udolf looked at his youngest son, and his face showed the most cruel duke's expression on his usual days. "And we have no obligation to them. What we want to protect are the people of Jin Falls and Jin Falls. Mercenaries are not people of anyone."

After hearing the Duke's words, Mdolph, who had originally planned to dissuade the Duke and asked him to postpone the plan to allow the mercenaries to evacuate smoothly, fell into silence.

...

"Old Dean Xiu'en! Those mercenaries are rushing towards us! The gods are on! There are monsters! I heard the roars of those monsters!"

"Friend Tom! Calm down! You also want to call me a monk, not the old dean!" While saying this, Friend Hueen also prayed in his heart that the gods would forgive him for being unable to calm down. He and Friend Tom were standing on the top of the narrow wall at this moment, the width here was only enough for two people to stand back to back. There were iron spikes on the outermost part of the wall to prevent the unbeliever from climbing over.

In addition to them, there were many monks. The guards also stood on the wall and witnessed the familiar city collapse in chaos, blood and darkness. The fully armed people fled in panic. The fast-running people had already passed by the wall and fled to the southern city. Some people shouted loudly at the monks and guards holding torches on the wall, but most of them were silent. Many monks closed their eyes and prayed for these escapees-in any case, no one planned to open the iron railing gate of the church square.

"Yes, monk Hueen." Tom wiped the sweat from his forehead, but he couldn't erase the fear between his eyebrows. "You should let the monks go down from the wall! When those mercenaries come and see us close the door, they might shoot arrows at us! The gods are above! Those mercenaries do not know how to be merciful!"

Compassion? Is it compassionate for what we do? Monk Hueen looked at the northern city again, and frowned, not because of fear—or not because of fear—but because of his uneasiness about what he did. Is it right to do this? He questioned himself, closed the door, and hid in the stone tower, monastery and church, and waited until the monster chased the fugitives and arrived in the southern city and then left after he had eaten his fill? Is this possible? Monk Hueen considered first, was it right to do this?

"We can't accommodate so many people!" Some of them answered this when asked the other monks this question.

"We have no way to protect everyone. We have our own duties. We serve the Holy Tree!"

"Those mercenaries will drive us out to feed the monsters so that the monsters can't eat them! They are all believers of the Sword Snake!"

"If it were the old Dean of Marway, he would have done this!"

Ah, yes, the old dean of Marway, Friar Hueen nodded. If it were him, he would not hesitate so much. Although he was a kind old man, he was also a cold old man. This made Friar Hueen admire very much. In the Golden Falls Church, no one can be more pious than him. He can give everything to the holy tree, just like the Black Tree Party.

That's right, the Black Tree Party. Monk Hueen suddenly figured it out. I was indeed not qualified to be the old dean. He lowered his head and saw more and more people starting to approach the church square, and many people even gathered in front of the iron railing gate and began to shout and curse.

"Let's go! Monk Huen! Those guys are crazy!" Monk Tom urged anxiously from the side.

"I'm not the Black Tree Party, Monk Tom." Monk Hueen looked at Monk Tom. He could see doubts and confusion in his face, but he was not convinced of it. "I will give an order as the old dean, Monk Tom, let them open the iron gate and let those people come in."

The confusion on Monk Tom's face immediately turned into shock. "You are crazy!" Monk Hueen heard him shouting, "They will kill us!"

"The gods welcome their believers at any time and listen to their prayers." Friar Hueen raised his head, although his hand was tightened secretly, and he was afraid that Friar Tom would not obey him. "If I go crazy, it is also because of the divine revelation given by the 'crazy sage'! Now, I say it again! I order you as the old dean, open the iron gate and let them in!"

Then the shock on Monk Tom's face began to solidify slowly, because he also noticed that Monk Hueen was serious. He took two steps back and then turned around and left silently.

What would he do? Monk Hueen suddenly became nervous the moment Monk Tom turned around. Will he do it? Or would he come back soon, but he was holding an iron sword or a wooden stick in his hand?

Monk Huine watched Monk Tom holding the torch down from the wall, and then he could not tell which one was him from the many torches on the wall and under the wall, but he could feel his orders being conveyed, and under each torch had a pair of eyes looking at his place, and he felt that each pair of eyes was suspicious.

More and more people gathered outside the iron gate, and the curses and shouts became louder and louder. Monk Hueen looked at the city again. He seemed to see many huge shadows moving in the darkness, and those who were fleeing with torches were avoiding those shadows.

"The gods are above." Friar Hueen prayed in a low voice, and he saw his voice trembling. He felt that he was about to cry, which made him feel ashamed. Maybe Monk Tom was right, maybe I would die under the arrow, but it is unknown whether it was an arrow shot outside the wall or an arrow shot from the wall.

Just as Monk Huine was thinking sadly about what kind of scene his funeral was, he heard someone running towards him in a hurry. He hurriedly looked at it and it turned out to be Monk Tom. He ran over with a torch and panting.

Is the result not an arrow, but an iron sword or a wooden stick? Monk Xiu'en thought bitterly.

"Old Dean Hueen, I have conveyed your orders," said Monk Tom who ran over, "but the monks guarding the door quarreled, and some even started fighting near the iron gate!"

Gods are above, I am not alone. Friar Hueen feels tears coming out, but not because of fear—well, not all—but because of emotion, the church in Golden Waterfalls is not all black tree party. He asked anxiously: "Is the iron gate open?!"

"I don't know," Monk Tom said, swallowing, "I came back when they started fighting, and I was worried that someone would come and do something bad to you."

As he said that, Monk Tom showed his hand hidden in his long sleeves. Monk Hueen saw a nail hammer in his hand, which was the weapon of the tomb guard. Monk Hueen suddenly stopped breathing.

"Don't worry, old dean, I will protect your safety." Monk Tom said nervously. Monk Hueen noticed that he was shaking. Monk Hueen then remembered that Monk Tom had never touched a weapon before, let alone a mace, a weapon born specifically for killing people.

"What should we do next, old dean?" Monk Tom asked nervously, and he looked at the North City District, "Let's go down from here. If the mercenaries can't wait, they may shoot arrows to hurt us! I can protect you to go to the church!"

"No, I want to stay here, monk." Hughon looked at the North City, staring at the familiar city. He had stood on the wall of the church square many times in the past few decades, and watched the Golden Waterfalls in the night on the stone tower, but he had never felt the same way he was now.

"Old Dean? What can we do when we stay here? It's very dangerous here!" Monk Tom said anxiously, "Let's go down, old Dean!"

Huine looked at the monk holding a mace beside him, and suddenly calmed down: "Tom, don't forget that we are the people serving the Holy Tree. Of course, what we can do is pray."

"Pray?" Monk Tom was stunned.

"Pray for the warriors who are fighting, monks." Huine moved his eyes from Tom to the north city, "Pray that the Lord of the Firewood bless them, pray that the God bless them, pray that the God helps them, pray—"

Before he could finish his words, they all noticed that a gorgeous meteor suddenly passed through the sky, dragging its long tail, like a hot fireball.

"That's-?!" Monk Tom's eyes widened as he looked at the flame.

Then the fireball fell to the North City. In the North City, where several roofs had already been lit, a sudden burst of conflicting flames broke out. The huge rolling flames and thick smoke were intertwined. Hughn and Tom were both shocked by the terrifying flames, followed by huge sounds and firelights.

Then several fireballs fell into the houses in the North City area, and explosions exploded one after another, heat waves, flames, smoke and loud noises. Everything made everyone feel like purgatory was coming.

The North City is burning.

Hue En suddenly realized that the entire North City area was burning and collapsed. The terrifying and gorgeous scenes, like miraculous scenes, finally made tears flow out of Hue En's eyes. He then saw the huge black shadows, ugly, deformed and powerful, but no matter what, under the exploded firelight, the huge monsters seemed so helpless at this moment.

Then he heard the crowd gathered in front of the iron gate explode, and the people who escaped from the northern city area accelerated their pace. Just when Hughn didn't know what to do, he heard the sound of the iron chains of the winch twisting. Then he looked blankly in the direction of the iron gate, and the mercenaries had already begun to enter the church square in a row.
Chapter completed!