Chapter 92 Meat Grinder Contest (Part 2) (This chapter contains Zhenla content)

Chapter 92 Meat Grinder Contest (Part 2) (This chapter contains Zhenla content)

"We cannot serve God and mammon at the same time. Everything Satan promises is within the principle of mammon." Father Sartre said.

Ambrosius nodded and continued counting weapons while saying.

"Maybe a lot of innocent people will die."

"A time to kill and a time to heal. A time to cry and a time to laugh. It comes from the New Testament of the Bible. Grand Duke Ambrosius, you don't have to worry about it. Follow your heart. That is God's arrangement." Father Sartre said .

Ambrosius was startled. He did not expect that the exorcist had a personality like a confessor.

"The Vietnamese don't look down on us. All our weapons are here, a total of 70 long guns, 20 single-shot pistols, 10 revolvers, and 2,000 rounds of bullets... In short, the luggage and goods we brought are all here. They didn't seem to care at all what we had.

According to the Vietnamese, there are a thousand opponents against us, but no one can guarantee that the devil will fulfill his promise. We have to find a way to escape.

When I came here just now, I noticed that there is a river next to this temple. Judging from the direction and flow rate, it should be the Basha River. As long as we follow the river south, we can return to Phnom Penh. There are merchant ships of French church friends there. I hope They are still alive. "

At this time, the door of the temple was opened, and a large group of thin, frightened people were driven in by the Vietnamese army.

Some of them were prisoners who had made mistakes, some were Chenla people who opposed Vietnamese rule, and some were just because they could not pay the rent. There were men and women, old and young, but most of them were half-clothed.

What Ambrosius and others saw in front of them was not a vicious prisoner, but looked more like a group of poor beggars.

The whips in the hands of the Vietnamese officers and soldiers kept dancing, and the crowd moved slowly.

said a small leader of the Vietnamese army.

"You despicable Khmers, prisoners! Now Mr. Zhang Ming will give you a chance. As long as you can kill all the Western barbarians in front of you, you will be free."

At this time, a tall and thin man in the crowd said.

"But they have guns in their hands."

The little boss kicked down a box, which was full of sticks.

"These are your weapons."

The tall and thin man wanted to say anything, but the little leader pulled him out of the crowd and chopped off his head with a knife.

"Whoever dares to talk too much should do the same as him and hurry up!"

After all, there were a thousand prisoners, while Ambrosius had only 21.

At the beginning, there were a few desperate people in the crowd who broke away from the team and ran forward. However, before they could run far, gunfire rang out from the opposite side.

Sympathy is sympathy, these people want to kill Ambrosius and his party, they will not sit down and wait for death.

At this time, Westerners were obsessed with self-confidence. The story of 168 Spanish people fighting against 80,000 Inca natives and winning a complete victory was widely circulated. The United States also massacred Indians with few casualties.

The prisoners who ran at the front fell to the ground, and those behind immediately turned around and ran back.

At this time, the Vietnamese officers and soldiers holding the battle behind also raised their muskets and fired randomly at the people running back. There was a scream from the crowd, and the living people continued to move forward.

Ambrosius and his men's shots were accurate and deadly, but the enemy was outnumbered.

Seeing the crowd approaching Ambrosius and his party, Zhang Mingyao felt extremely happy. He hugged Queen An Mei next to him and pointed to the battlefield below.

"Your little lover is about to be torn apart by your subjects. How about it? It's interesting! Hahaha!"

Although Zhang Mingdao is the second-rank general of Vietnam and the actual controller of Zhenla, he is not satisfied. He wants to break the soil and become the king. Just like Wu Sangui, he is willing to conquer Siam in the west. Be a Pingxi King.

This woman, An Mei, was an important step for him to obtain royal status. He didn't want to end up like King Heping Xi, who was ruined and died.

Zhang Mingdao felt that by marrying Queen Zhenla, he could legitimately take over everything in Zhenla, and he could also help Emperor Ming Ming get rid of the serious troubles he had before the Northern Expedition.

And the white man named Ambrosius in front of him must die, because Zhang Mingyao can see that the queen and her sisters have a good impression of this man, and he must not let this foreigner continue to approach the queen and her sisters.

However, Zhang Mingjiao still underestimated the shamelessness of the white people. Queen Anmei was already pregnant with Ambrosius's child.

Of course, Queen Anmei also has selfish motives. She hopes that someone can bring powerful reinforcements to save her country. She has had enough of relying on others.

What Queen Anmei didn't know was that before she became queen, Ambrosius had made many bets.

Round after round of volleys caused heavy casualties to the prisoners advancing in dense formation, and their flesh and blood bodies seemed so fragile in front of the bullets.

Those prisoners who were directly killed by rifles were lucky, but those whose hands and feet were broken, or those who clutched their stomachs and wailed on the ground were not so lucky. They were soon trampled to death by the waves of people attacking from behind.

In the eyes of the fanatics of the church, the lives of pagans are not lives at all. Brother Sartre knocked down a charging prisoner with a hammer, sprinkled a handful of white phosphorus on his face, and recited a spell.

The Exorcist carries white phosphorus, and it is normal to use white phosphorus.

Brother Sartre's physical and mental attack made the surrounding prisoners afraid to step forward.

As a grenade as big as a landmine exploded in the crowd, the prisoners collapsed and fled frantically toward the gate. However, waiting for them were the muskets and machetes of the Vietnamese army.

"Go back, go back! You bunch of untouchables can't even make your master happy?"

In fact, Ambrosius and his team did not kill many prisoners, probably only one-tenth of the prisoners. However, this kind of team has no morale at all. They all follow the leader. Once the leader dies, the crowd will It's chaos.

The battle just now made Ambrosius see a turning point, and he immediately went to look for the box containing white phosphorus. White phosphorus was a good material for making smoke bombs as Franz said. He didn't expect these exorcists to bring this. It was really Very helpful.

Zhang Mingjiao, who was sitting on the pagoda, was not in a hurry.

"Your Majesty the Queen, a good show is about to take place. When a person's fear reaches its limit, even a musket cannot stop it."

The team of prisoners once again attacked Ambrosius and his party. This time Ambrosius and others did not raise their guns and shoot, but took out some bottles containing white powder.

The prisoners were hesitant at first, but after hearing gunshots behind them, they plucked up the courage to charge forward. However, when these people rushed forward, the bottles that were thrown fell to the ground and exploded violently, igniting flames, followed by billowing smoke.

The temporary smoke bomb made of white phosphorus was extremely effective because it was the first time for the Vietnamese to use this kind of thing. Many people thought it was a foreign monk who had cast a magic spell and cowered away. Even the Vietnamese officers and soldiers behind them became afraid. .

People's fear of firearms is not as good as their fear of the unknown, because people's fear of the unknown is rooted deep in their blood.

However, before the prisoners could escape, white smoke enveloped them, not only them, but also the entire Temple of No Return.

Gunshots continued to be heard in the smoke, accompanied by the screams of the crowd.

Princess Anmei's heart was already in her throat. She silently prayed in her heart that Ambrosius could survive. For this reason, she was willing to believe in any god she didn't know.

Zhang Mingyao frowned because he also heard the soldiers coughing.

"It must not be poisonous smoke." Zhang Mingyao thought, but fortunately he was high enough that he couldn't smell it.

The soldiers of the Vietnamese army below thought the same way and avoided the choking smoke.

When the smoke dissipated, the door was open. Most of the Vietnamese officers and soldiers at the door were lying on the ground, but Ambrosius and his party disappeared out of thin air. The prisoners in the temple could no longer restrain their fear when they saw the door open. Rush towards the door.

Princess An Mei was thanking the gods and Buddhas in the sky, while Zhang Mingjiao kicked a Buddha statue down and yelled at the bewildered Vietnamese officers and soldiers below.

"Why don't you chase after me?!"

In order to avoid the suspicion that the word count is too high, let me explain it here.

The Exorcist carries white phosphorus, and its use is routine.

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