Because I'm too afraid of being unlucky, I'm all lucky.

In less than half a minute, the originally empty streets became crowded again.

There are far more civilians in the holy city than knights who can fight.

If the death of the knights made Joan miserable, then the appearance of the commoners touched her psychological bottom line.

Henry Zhang watched this scene from the top of the city, and his heart trembled.

Knights are soldiers, warriors!

From the first day they joined the Rebel Army, they wrote their suicide notes and were always ready to die.

Therefore, although many knights married wives and had children according to the distribution, they never got too close to their families.

In addition to the usual training and tasks taking up most of the time, it is also to "draw a clear line" with the family members so that the wife and children will not be too sad when they are separated in the future.

But human beings are social animals, no matter how firm the will in their hearts, they will inevitably want to pursue warmth, especially before death, people will always want to hug the most beautiful things... just like that woman's husband, maybe Before he died, he realized that his love for his wife and children was so passionate.

But civilians are different. They are people who are unable to fight for various reasons. They have never been on the battlefield, have not been trained, and have no consciousness to die at all times.

They should have stayed in the holy city to do logistics and carefully cultivate the next generation. Death should have nothing to do with them.

But at this moment, when the disaster came, it was as if the sky was falling, and the knights who once guarded everyone like a tall city wall were destroyed like this. The breath of death was close to their faces, but they were surprisingly not panicked.

At first there was panic, there was grief, but with the first woman leading the way, the others calmed down and took to the streets.

Yes, do you want my daughter, son, sister, and brother to die tragically under the hands of Protestants?Be eaten by those living dead?

Do I want my husband, brother, brother, and son... to die in vain?

………………

Outside the city, the Bishop of Gluttonous Sin smashed his head against the barrier frantically, tears, saliva, and blood mixed together, his expression extremely distorted.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'

The archbishop of lust and arrogance both kept a little distance from Rose Conte, because they knew that this lunatic would be out of control at this time, and it was very possible for them to attack together when they became interested.

"Didier, do you feel something is wrong?"

After the initial ecstasy and excitement, Laura always felt that something was not quite right.

"Ah!? This is the oracle of my god. Do you think that my god, who controls everything, will miss it? What an arrogant idea!"

Didier, on the other hand, glanced at Laura, and his tone was not kind, and he even made a big disagreement with the meaning of clearing up the other party.

Laura was a little speechless in her heart. She felt that she knew how to think except that she had stronger desires in some aspects.

But the two around him are a lunatic who devours everything he sees when he is hungry, and the other is a stubborn person who blames others for being arrogant all day long, but in fact he is the most arrogant stubborn person.

"That's right, maybe I'm overthinking."

Laura said, and continued to attack the barrier.

It's just that weird feeling in my heart that can't go away.

What's wrong?

It went so smoothly...?

…………

Another two hours passed, the sun had already set to the west, and the attacks of the archbishops outside were a little tired, but they were still ferocious, which forced Joan to cheer up.

She went from being frightened and angry at the beginning, to grief, and then to despair, and now... she has become a little numb.

She watched civilians walk into the taboo circle one by one, and the corpses fell beside them in a disorderly manner. Every thud of falling down made her feel bloody in her heart.

When the blood is gone, only the shell remains.

Henry Zhang just watched quietly, and he also saw a familiar figure in the crowd, it was a black boy scratching his head.

Zeta... really came here.

It is estimated that he has just arrived in the holy city and has not yet been registered, so he did not join today's battle.

He originally thought that the boy was so anxious because he might be dragged to death, but the moment Zeta turned around inadvertently, Henry Zhang saw the boy's eyes.

His eyes were full of shame.

Zhang Xuansheng understood in an instant, this boy was not afraid of being coerced, but he felt that he came out late, standing in the middle of a group of women, feeling ashamed.

People are really animals that are easily infected by the surrounding environment, not to mention that Zeta originally wanted to join the Resistance Army.

Zeta afraid of death?Henry Zhang can be sure that this half-grown child must be afraid of death. Although he said that he was beautiful yesterday, his eyes betrayed him.

A teenager who was so hungry that he came out to rob himself, really didn't have any desire to survive?

Ke Zeta spun around in place a few times and mixed into the crowd, walking more and more briskly.

The people around him were all united and their eyes were firm. Walking among these people, it seemed that he...was really not afraid of death.

Chapter 620 Will Your God Bleed?

When the last woman walked into the taboo circle, the setting sun had already set in the sky.

Henry Zhang glanced at the number in the upper left corner.

00: 41: 23

very close.

But the streets became empty again, in exchange for mountains piled up behind the taboo circle.

"Bang-"

A door opened in the street, and it was a boy of about ten years old.

Due to the climate and long-term malnutrition, the skin is dry and red, but it has a different kind of simplicity.

A head of blond hair, against the brilliance of the setting sun, looks a little bright, like a little sun.

"Boom boom boom——"

"Boom boom boom——"

"..."

The boy ran fast on the street, selectively knocking on doors from house to house.

"Xerath, come out!"

"Little Bubu, hurry up, don't be a coward, how did your father teach you?"

"Brother Ryan, let's go together."

"..."

Henry Zhang suddenly realized that this child was actually calling his companions to come out. What is the purpose of coming out?

The answer is self-evident.

The houses where the door was knocked on came out after a while. They were of different heights, but they were all children under the age of 12.

These boys were of all races, and most of them came out with a bit of timidity, but when they saw their companions together, they gradually summoned up their courage.

"Lawrence, go back!"

Joan realized something, he knew the blond boy who took the lead, that was the son of the First Saint Guard.

On weekdays, he is very troublesome in the holy city. He is considered the king of children here. He also established a small knight order called the Divine Guard. He leads a group of partners to run around the streets and alleys all day long, which makes the adults very headache.

Those who come out with him now are all the little knights of the "Knight Order".

"My father died, and my mother died too."

These were the first words Lawrence spoke after gathering his companions.

"So are you."

As he spoke, Lawrence turned his head and secretly wiped away his tears. He didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of these guys.

The words like cursing did not arouse the dissatisfaction of the partners, because it was the truth.

But there were still small sobs and mournful murmurs.

"To shut up!"

Lawrence wiped away his tears, sniffed his snot, scolded his companions angrily, then pointed to the air and said:

"The saint is still there, and you have heard the voices outside the city, so do you want the girls in the children's house to go first and be cowards, or follow me as a member of the divine guard."

There was a long silence, and in the silence, only Joan's angry voice came from the air, telling these children to go back.

"Go, go, whoever doesn't go is a coward!"

An older boy stood up first.

"There's nothing to be afraid of, I'm going to be the knight commander in the future!"

A boy walked out with his head held high, but his legs were trembling, obviously he knew that there would be no "future" in this way

Just when more and more people responded, another eleven or twelve-year-old girl ran over and grabbed Lawrence by the ear, causing him to lose his charisma.

"Lawrence, what kind of hero are you pretending to be? Do you think you are handsome? We girls don't need your protection!"

Lawrence was caught off guard by the surprise attack, but still reacted quickly and broke free, restraining the girl.

The girl struggled hard, but she couldn't get over Lawrence, who had already received some training at home. She didn't understand why the boy couldn't fight back when he grabbed the boy's ears, so why was he so sharp and powerful today? It made her a little unfamiliar with each other.

"Lawrence?"

Looking at the serious face of the boy in front of her, she couldn't help but weaken.

"Head of the Divine Guard, be brave!"

I don't know who is booing below.

Before the girl could react, Lawrence clumsily kissed the girl and hugged her tightly.

All the little knights below cheered and whistled, and the originally heavy and serious atmosphere dissipated a lot.

"You...what are you doing!"

The girl wanted to push Lawrence away in embarrassment, but she found that the boy who was usually "weak" in front of her was surprisingly strong.

Finally, Lawrence let go of the girl and whispered in her ear: "Vivi, maybe the girl doesn't need our protection, but I want to protect you."

After that, before Weiwei could react, he used the method his father taught him to hit Weiwei on the neck with a hand knife, causing her to faint.

"Go, let's go."

Lawrence put Weiwei on the side of the street and leaned against the wall, got up again and felt that he had never been so energetic, and took the lead to run towards the city.

It seems that if I run slowly, my courage will be exhausted.

The little knights followed Lawrence through the street, running as they always did, so fast that it seemed that fate could not catch up with them.

Wei Wei leaned against the side of the street, looked at the back of Lawrence who was gradually going away, and murmured: "Fool, it hurts so much that you don't usually study and train with Uncle Bagley...I'm still awake now... ..."

As she said that, she got up from the ground and cursed: "Boys are all stupid, how many people can there be in your little knight order?"

With that said, he walked towards the civilian area again.

Joan of Arc's tears had been shed dry, leaving only blood sliding down from the sockets of her eyes.

When those little knights looked up one by one, fear and courage coexisted in their eyes. They should have become powerful knights when they grew up, and they shouldn't die in this way.

But Joan of Arc didn't cry for dissuasion this time.

The little knights stood up straight and saluted the knights. They had already made up their minds, and driving them away was an insult to the knights.

As the minutes passed, the little knight... the girl... the little boy...

On this day, all races, men, women, and children in the holy city were all twisted together, connected to that vague hope, and bet on their future.

The hymn of humanity is the hymn of courage.

…………

Henry Zhang no longer looked at the city, he walked to the top of the city and looked down at the few culprits.

Staring at the countdown in the eyes, it is the countdown of life, both in the city and outside the city.

00: 00: 39

"Oh—my God, what a smell it is!"