When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

#425 - yes!

Thick black smoke emitted a pungent odor, and amidst the columns of smoke, flames, and writhing vines, the thrush let out a sharp cry.

Among the broken walls and damaged floor tiles, the vines, once as thick as a wrist, had shrunk to the thickness of a thumb.

Only half a wheel leaned against the roadside. On the rooftops flanking the vine wall, mercenaries stood with crossbows, firing at the running knights.

But at that speed, how could they hit the transcendent knights? They were deflected by longswords upon approach, and even if occasionally hit, the bolts merely lodged in their armor.

The arrowheads only pierced the skin, causing a few drops of blood to flow from the capillaries.

The transcendent knights, shot at by crossbows, chuckled and placed lassos around the necks of civilians, dragging them back and forth across the ground.

Before the bloodshot eyes of the city guards and mercenaries, innocent women, children, or the elderly were rubbed bloody against the paving stones and then strangled to death by the ropes around their necks.

But they could do nothing. The Kush Black Riders charged out of the vine wall several times, each time failing to retrieve the civilians and even losing more of their own.

Even with this wall of blood-sucking vines, they were still no match for the Kush Black Riders.

The knights guarded most of the passages, preventing fleeing civilians from passing through the various districts, forcing them to continue hiding in their homes or cellars, praying for the Holy Lord to protect them.

At the North Gate, the purplish-red vines continued to sway back and forth, but they were much weaker than before.

The ability to create a vine wall barrier with a radius of a hundred and eighty meters was mainly due to Catherine's berserk magic power.

The near-infinite magic power of the berserk witch flowed into the blood-sucking vines along with her blood, resulting in a hard block of even an edict from Allrad.

Perhaps the magic power was infinite, but Catherine's blood was finite. Even with the witch's heaven-defying constitution, she couldn't stop the flow of life.

At the current rate of the blood-sucking vines shrinking, this wall that shielded everyone would probably collapse in another half hour or even fifteen minutes.

The civilians at the North Gate occasionally looked up at Catherine, who was covered in vines as thin as little fingers, with complex expressions in their eyes that were hard to describe.

They never expected that in the end, this witch would sacrifice herself to save the lives of most of the city's civilians.

After two hours of evacuation, nearly ten thousand civilians had been evacuated from Rapid Current City, mostly women, children, and young people, led by Catherine's core Megiddo team.

As for those who stayed behind to leave last, most were middle-aged and elderly. However, after discovering the actions of the Rapid Current City citizens, the exit of the North Gate was blocked by the arriving guards.

The ten thousand people who left the city accounted for about a quarter of the entire population of Rapid Current City and were also the most elite of the population.

Of the remaining thirty thousand, ten thousand had already been plundered and slaughtered by the knights, and ten thousand were hiding in their homes, praying that the knights would not come to plunder them.

The rest were trapped behind the blood-sucking vines, silently and quietly awaiting death.

The streets were full of silent crowds, holding wooden sticks or stones, quietly standing or sitting.

Applying medicated wine to his wounds, Karl would often see commotion in the crowd, as people hanged themselves or, to prevent their wives and daughters from being tortured, slashed their faces with knives.

The most youthful fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls cried, large teardrops streaming down their cheeks, mixed with a little bit of the cut wounds, light red tears falling on the ground.

And their fathers were also crying, but still gritting their teeth and cutting the faces of these young girls.

Karl wanted to stop them, but the festering wound on his calf made it impossible for him to even stand up.

Is this the end of Rapid Current City? He murmured silently to himself.

If they had asked the Savior Army for help earlier, would they have arrived in time?

If they could have arrived in time, perhaps they could have dealt with the Edict Legion, and the entire city could have been saved.

But now, the Kush Black Riders had suffered heavy casualties, and more than half of the city's forty thousand people were going to die, all because of his momentary arrogance and pride.

That's why the position of the leader of the outgoing team was handed over to Mittene. Karl couldn't say whether he stayed behind to atone for his sins, but at least his sins shouldn't be borne by Catherine and so many people.

Karl's blurred vision focused on his arm, which was covered in layers of blood scabs, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

It wasn't until he faced the Edict Legion directly that he realized how powerful these knights were.

The defense of men and horses in full armor, the unstoppable charge, the exquisite martial arts, the tireless endurance, with almost no weaknesses except for the horses.

This was the most elite force in the entire Laya Kingdom, with no more than eight thousand in the entire Laya Kingdom of tens of millions of people.

More than half of them were concentrated in the 42 Edict Legions. How could Karl and his ilk, who had only served as mercenary knights on the battlefield, be a match for the Edict Knights?

Of course, the Kush Black Riders were not completely helpless. Relying on their superb archery skills, they could still entangle the Edict Legion by fighting bloodily.

Perhaps it was this that gave Karl the illusion that he could defeat the Edict Legion like the Savior Army.

He thought that the Edict Legion would be unaccustomed to the environment after arriving in Thousand Valley, and he thought he could win, wanting to prove himself, but instead, the Kush Black Riders were frequently defeated, and he became the one who was being struggled with.

Relying on the victory of breaking through Rapid Current City, the slight complaints and doubts about the Edict Legion after the Battle of Pavia disappeared along with it.

Facts proved that they could only entangle them. The real battlefield could only learn from the Dunjar phalanx, using a massive number of infantry to exchange lives with these knights.

Looking at the gradually weakening blood-sucking vines, Karl sniffed and tightened his grip on the lance.

He seemed to be able to see through the vines, directly facing his old opponent Allrad. The captain of this Edict Legion was wearing a smile, staring at them as if looking at a deer in a trap.

Sitting on the street corner drinking red tea, Allrad was indeed thinking that, although he could pay some price to force his way in, he felt that it was already a foregone conclusion, so why pay that little casualty?

The firewood had already been piled up, and the kerosene had been poured. All that remained was to wait for the vines to recede and throw down the torch.

In this city full of wooden structures and densely connected houses, a fire could burn these northern blocks and the last stubborn elements within them clean.

So far, they had not plundered and slaughtered too much. Allrad was very restrained. He knew that the final fruits of victory must be handed over to Alman to pick.

He already had the credit for breaking the city. To compete for the wealth in the city would be a bit too greedy.

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With emotion, Allrad stretched his waist and stood up, looking out over this trading town.

However, the once prosperous city had become half a ruin, the market was torn down, the shops were burned down, and the houses were torn into pieces all over the ground. As for the residents, they had become corpses in the roadside sewers.

It would be a monkey's year and month before it could be rebuilt.

Allrad couldn't help but shake his head. He had no malice towards Rapid Current City, but this city was blocking their way.

After resolving this Rapid Current City uprising, the next step was to liquidate the culprits.

"Savior Army, Savior Army," Allrad muttered the name unconsciously.

The sky was gradually filled with dark clouds, and the sky light dimmed along with it. For some reason, he suddenly felt uneasy.

He didn't know when, but the noise of the peasant soldiers outside the city was getting louder and louder, and he could even hear it clearly in the city.

"Boom—"

Suddenly, a raging fire erupted on the city head, and in the black smoke and fire, even the soldiers of the church side fell from the city head like dumplings.

"What's going on?" Allrad frowned as he put down the red tea in his hand. "Go ask, why is it so noisy at the city gate?"

The answer to him was not the respectful reply of the servants, but the violent electric light flashing on the city wall, mixed with "bang bang" sounds and screams.

Gathered at the long wall of blood-sucking vines, every knight stared blankly at the city wall.

What was that electric light just now? Was it going to rain? Lightning and thunder again...

Just as everyone was wondering, a servant rode a horse and rushed over as if his life depended on it. He almost rolled off the horse and threw himself at Allrad's feet: "People... people..."

"People? What people?"

"Guards, from the west, all people, and witches!"

Anxious, Allrad directly grabbed his neck and pulled him over, "Speak clearly!"

The servant swallowed and shouted, choking, "People everywhere, I saw clearly, it's the guards and knights who went to intercept the Savior Army! They are running away?"

"Who is running away? Say it again!"

The servant hissed in his mouth. His eyes rolled back as his neck was stuck, and he couldn't repeat it again.

Allrad loosened his hand, and the servant fell to the ground with a thud, breathing in the air in large gulps, coughing violently.

"Our people, are running away, I saw Lord Mizam's warhorse, with a farmer in black riding on it!" The servant cried, "We lost."

"Impossible, impossible!" Allrad kicked out violently, and the man's head immediately turned several times on his neck. "My Edict Legion Empire is invincible! Absolutely impossible! Confusing the military, you deserve to die!"