"Master, His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh has ordered that we are not allowed to attack the inner city of Jerusalem."
"You can't just rush in now and hit them on the head with an axe!"
Beside Marasia, a female warrior looked at her worriedly and lowered her voice.
Hearing this, Malacia chuckled helplessly.
"You wooden-headed guy, of course I remember the order of His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh."
"This is just a ploy to further demoralize the enemy. Have you forgotten what His Majesty the Saint Pharaoh told us?"
"A victory that is not achieved by force is a worthwhile victory!"
"Their morale is already low. If we apply a little more pressure, we might be able to force them to surrender."
After hearing what Marasia said, the female warrior who had just spoken slapped her head hard.
"Hey! Clan leader, look at my memory!"
“It’s so embarrassing.”
Before she finished her words, the muscular female warriors beside her began to chuckle softly.
But Malacia just raised the corner of her mouth and signaled everyone to lower their voices.
"Don't laugh at her. Today, we Amazons are the vanguard of the Holy Egyptian Alliance."
"Look, her long axe has even been bent from chopping."
"You are our most valiant warrior. We are not laughing at you. We are making fun of you."
After hearing what Marasia said, the female warrior just scratched her head and laughed twice.
But within the inner city of Jerusalem, the scene was quite different.
There are soldiers, magicians and alchemists in the inner city, as well as a group of civilians and blacksmiths who fled here.
All the people who had lived in Jerusalem showed similar yet different expressions.
Horrified.
“Bang!”
A clay pot slipped from the hands of a Hebrew and broke into pieces on the cobblestone road, but no one lowered his head to look.
The mother holding the baby subconsciously tightened her arms, and the child's crying was suppressed tightly against her chest.
"Hush! Hush!"
"Cover his mouth, do you want to kill us?"
"If they rush into the inner city now, they will definitely kill us without a single piece of armor left!"
A middle-aged man said this, while on the other side, a young man covered his ears helplessly.
"We will all die, we will all die..."
His trembling voice caused the expressions of the imperial soldiers to change from dull to sad.
They just had the same pupils constricted, lips trembling, and cold sweat oozing from their foreheads.
But some people held on to their friends or partners tightly, some bit their nails unconsciously until they bled, and some fell to their knees with weak legs, but still looked up at the sky that was torn apart by magic but still had the remaining light of magic.
The whole city fell into an eerie silence, with only the occasional gasps of air being heard.
Finally, the child in the woman's arms suddenly cried out "wow". The cry cut through the heavy air like a knife and made everyone's faces turn pale.
"Damn it, didn't I tell you to cover his mouth?"
"How do you manage to be a mother?"
A middle-aged man's pupils turned from dull to murderous, and he even began to move slowly towards the woman.
The general who had just been persuading the soldiers to take up arms and fight finally couldn't hold on any longer.
"stop!"
"Stop!"
The general's fist slammed heavily on the city wall, and blood immediately oozed from his fist bone.
He looked at the dark mass of Amazon troops outside the city, then looked back at the frightened people in the city.
The crowd all looked at him, and finally, the great general of the empire slumped his shoulders.
"That's enough... just stop it."
"We've already lost."
“No one else should have to die because of this.”
"Perhaps...surrendering can allow everyone to survive."
His voice was extremely hoarse, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
The adjutant beside him was like hearing some earth-shattering news. He just grabbed the general's arm armor in disbelief and said, "Sir! We can still continue fighting!"
"His Majesty the Supreme Ruler King can also summon the Supreme God to fight against the Holy Egyptian Alliance!"
"We haven't even used the last bit of our strength yet, how can we say we've lost?"
The general tore off his bloodstained cloak without paying any attention to his adjutant's words.
"What else? What to fight for?"
"Let more children become orphans? Let more mothers cry while holding mutilated bodies?"
"Let more people lose their loved ones and friends?"
"Look at these soldiers, look at the people here."
"This battle...can no longer go on."
His eyes swept across the corpses piled under the city wall, and his Adam's apple rolled with difficulty.
His adjutant gritted his teeth and lowered his head. He knew that the general he was loyal to was about to say those words.
“Dang—”
The blood-stained sword was thrown off the city wall. It bounced a few times on the stone steps and finally fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
The general took a deep breath and raised his voice in the direction of the Amazon leader outside the city.
"I am the Defender of Jerusalem..."
"Amazon leader, on behalf of... on behalf of..."
His voice was trembling at first, but after he took a deep breath, it became more and more firm.
"I, on behalf of the entire city's military and civilians... surrender to the Holy Pharaoh."
"But can you agree to one condition of mine?"
Having said that, the general swallowed.
That was because he wanted the other party to guarantee that he would not harm the Hebrews in the city.
But when the Hebrews invaded the Amazon territory, they burned, killed, looted, and did many terrible things.
So, the general's voice stopped.
It was not only his plea to the enemy, but also a feeling of shame and powerlessness.
At this moment, Malacia's voice was heard from the darkness under the city wall.
"Don't worry, the merciful and great Holy Pharaoh will not harm any Hebrew in the city."
"We are different from you."
"But—I'll just say one thing."
"If anyone dares to resist or take up arms again after you surrender—"
As Marasia spoke, the darkness below was suddenly completely illuminated by torches, and the Hebrews on the wall finally saw the face of the Amazon leader.
"Then I will use this axe to chop off his limbs alive."
"Then feed his body to the lion-snake dogs of the Witch Coven."
The surviving Hebrew soldiers on the city wall gasped.
They looked at each other and picked up their weapons from the ground one by one.
Just as Marasia squinted her eyes slightly, she saw the soldiers on the city wall begin to gently throw their weapons down from the wall one by one.
The sound of iron objects falling to the ground came one after another, like a metal rain.
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