“Ding! Ding!”
In the city of Jerusalem, bells rang.
"Soldiers of the Empire! Take up arms!"
"The enemy is approaching!"
The Hebrew soldiers on the tower lit fires and rang bells.
He saw the Holy Egyptian League in action.
In the distance, patches of fire began to move, and some things emitting a faint golden glow began to gather together.
Every Hebrew soldier knew this; they had long heard the "legend" about those strange soldiers with golden glow.
"It's the 'divine weapon'!"
"It's the Holy Egyptian Divine Weapon!"
They called everything that emitted a faint golden light and was endowed with "divine power" by the Holy Pharaoh "divine weapons."
"Don't worry, we are here."
"Whether it's Holy Egypt or anything else, there's nothing to fear."
At this moment, some warriors and magicians carrying huge mechanical longbows slowly came to the city wall.
They looked at the herald, whose face was filled with fear, with an expression of disdain.
Because they are the empire's guard, and their main responsibility is the security of the Hebrew Empire's capital.
There is no doubt that they are one of the elite troops of the empire, but they have never left Jerusalem because their mission is different from that of other troops.
But the herald on guard was different from them.
He was one of the soldiers who survived the battle with Holy Egypt in the City of the Sun.
For those Hebrew soldiers who managed to survive, they were well aware of the horrors of Holy Egypt.
Not only those Egyptian gods, but also the Holy Pharaoh who can summon the Supreme God, and those troops who were endowed with "divine power" by him and radiated golden light.
That is simply not something that an ordinary army can compare with.
But obviously, the garrison of the imperial capital was not aware of this.
Because they had not personally experienced what the Herald had gone through in the Battle of Sun City.
So much so that some of the garrison troops even frowned when they saw the herald's terrified look.
Contempt and disgust.
"Don't disrupt the morale of the troops."
"This is the capital of the Hebrew Empire. It is impossible for anyone to break through here."
At this time, an ultimate great magician said.
He followed the troops while performing his magic.
The surging torrent of magic power suddenly stagnated, and was then absorbed by the large vessel carried by the strong soldiers.
The mechanical longbow, which was three people tall, was madly devouring the magic power exerted by the magicians.
The precisely meshed gears on the bow made a humming sound, and the bearings engraved with runes rotated rapidly.
The herald discovered that all the magical energy was twisted and deformed in mid-air and was forcibly pulled towards the string groove of the giant bow.
"Is it absorbing magic?"
As soon as the herald's words came out, a slightly bright light like starlight was seen emanating from the longbow.
What's even more terrifying is that the absorbed magic power is condensing into a colorful arrow on the bowstring.
The arrow was aimed at the location where the Holy Egyptian Alliance army was moving.
"Any enemy who dares to approach the imperial capital will be wiped out by the power of the magic longbow."
"Even if a god is hit by a magic longbow, he will be seriously injured."
The guards just spoke lightly, while one mechanical longbow after another began to shine.
But the herald's expression was still one of horror.
“This is not enough!”
"We must prepare all our defenses!"
"And the catapults, the elemental magic of the alchemists!"
"The 'divine soldiers' of Holy Egypt are not so easy to kill!"
The herald's voice was somewhat hysterical, which attracted the attention of more soldiers in the royal capital.
But those in the imperial capital are the elites among the elites, and many of them have never fought a war with Holy Egypt.
Those Hebrew soldiers who had managed to survive the Battle of Sun City showed fear and cowardice after hearing the words of the herald.
Some Hebrew soldiers even knelt down and retched when they heard the words "divine soldiers".
At this time, a general dressed in gorgeous armor came to the vomiting Hebrew soldier.
He raised the sword in his hand expressionlessly, and with a "bang" the soldier's head fell to the ground.
Then the general slowly bent down and slowly lifted up the soldier's head.
"See it all clearly!"
"This is the fate of those who dare to shake the morale of the army!"
Seeing the general lift up the man's head, the garrison troops simply cheered.
"Good cut!"
"These soldiers returning from the battlefield are all like cowards!"
"What about the Holy Egyptian Alliance? What about Holy Egypt?"
"Now, our walls are stronger than those of the Fortress City!"
"The army here, the warriors and magicians here, every Hebrew in the capital, are the elites of the empire!"
"You are so frightened by the words 'Holy Egypt' that you tremble all over. This is a disgrace to the Empire!"
The elite warriors now began to move toward the city wall, and when they passed the trembling soldiers, they simply kicked them to the ground like kicking away a wild dog.
Seeing this, the messenger didn't dare to say anything more. His expression was distorted at first, and then he showed a flattering look.
"Your Excellency is right!"
"With the elites of the empire protecting the capital, the Holy Egyptian Alliance is no match for them!"
After hearing the herald's words, the general in gorgeous armor just snorted and nodded.
As for the imperial elites, they didn't even look at the herald again.
But after hearing the words of the herald, the trembling soldiers just showed expressions of surprise.
That's like saying, how dare you make this up?
We are the ones who have actually fought against Saint Egypt!
The herald didn't dare to look at the soldiers' expressions again. He turned around and his expression became numb.
His hands couldn't stop shaking.
He looked into the distance and saw those "divine soldiers" covered in golden light gradually moving towards the capital of the empire.
However, he just felt that his mind was becoming gradually blank.
Then he looked at the imperial elites in the city again.
The expressions of those people were the same as those of the imperial soldiers who attacked Sun City.
Contemptuous and arrogant.
At this moment, the herald immediately turned around and slid down the wooden ladder beside him with a "whoosh".
He moved so quickly that by the time the soldiers around him asked him where he was going, he had already rushed to the bottom of the city wall.
"Stop, where are you going?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers on other towers began to shout.
"The enemy is approaching!"
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