Chapter 741 The Lion and the Wolves 5

The armies of both sides fought fiercely on the walls of Rome. Vokrick shuttled through the chaos, looking for the next trebuchet and using it to bombard.

The shouts of killing from both sides came one after another. The city walls were piled with corpses, and blood slowly flowed down the stone steps, causing the subsequent soldiers who climbed up the city walls to be extremely careful with their steps, fearing that they would slip on the bright red blood.

"Hurry, pick up your weapons. Don't be afraid of the Vandals' roars and retreat. Face them bravely and defeat them. Even if they are demons, our spears and iron swords will kill them!"

Vokrik patted the soldiers on the shoulders and directed them to face the enemy.

After great effort, Vokrick finally arrived at the location of another catapult.

There were more than a dozen soldiers here, struggling to block the attack of the Vandals who had climbed onto the city wall, trying to protect the catapult.

The defense of a dozen people was so weak that soon a strong Vandal broke through their defense and rushed in.

The engineer who was busy operating the catapult did not notice the danger behind him. He only saw the Vandal rushing over and kicking the engineer to the ground.

The engineer screamed and hit the wood of the trebuchet hard. The blow was so severe that he fell off the trebuchet and lay on his side on the hard ground.

"roar!"

The murderer, the Vandal, roared loudly, with a terrifying bloody mouth under his helmet. He only raised the blood-stained iron sword in his hand high.

The engineer was so frightened that he raised his hands to his face.

"laugh!"

There was only a muffled sound and an exclamation from the Vandal. The engineer opened his eyes and saw a blood-stained Spada blade on the guy's chest.

“Crack!”

The sword blade made a half circle on the Vandal's chest and then was pulled out. The attacked Vandal instantly fell softly to the ground and exhaled his last breath.

"Are you okay?"

The engineer looked up and saw the Royal Guard Officer Vokrik, who had joined the defense team with several soldiers.

"Hey, man, there's no time to sleep while we're standing here. Get up!" Vokrick had no intention of stalling for time. He directly pulled the engineer up, brushed off the dust behind him, and pointed at the siege tower not far away and said to him, "Now, I want you to aim at that damn thing. As long as this thing exists, the Vandals will continue to climb up the city wall, and then these damn barbarians will be like flies and can never be killed!"

"As you wish! As you wish!" The engineer nodded repeatedly, and then the soldiers who helped the engineer lifted the catapult together and turned towards the siege tower.

"Aim, remember, we don't have much time left!" Vokrick reminded again and again. The engineer bit his lip and tried hard to control the catapult with the help of other helpers, aiming at the siege tower.

"What to load?" asked the engineer.

"The kerosene barrel is lit!"

A helper worked hard to carry the kerosene barrel over and placed it on a huge wooden bowl. Vokrick grabbed a torch from the brazier, pierced a hole in the kerosene barrel with his sword, and lit the flowing kerosene.

"boom……"

The kerosene burned violently, instantly enveloping the entire kerosene barrel.

"Hurry, now, now!" Vokrick urged again. The engineer did not hesitate. He held the lever tightly and pulled it down suddenly! "Squeak!"

There was a groan of the wooden machine, and the trebuchet started to work, with the huge wooden bowl thrower hurling the burning kerosene barrel fiercely.

The kerosene burned in the air, dragging a dark tail, and finally landed on the top of the siege tower.

"boom!"

There was only a loud explosion, and the top of the entire siege tower was instantly surrounded by flames.

The sound of the explosion engulfed the Vandal archers standing on top, and along with them their screams. Many of them could not bear such fear, and so they wailed and rolled down from the top of the siege tower with flames all over their bodies.

The flames gradually spread downwards, and the falling sparks stopped the soldiers who were trying to cross the support board. Presumably, no one wanted to offend the flames.

"Papa, Caesar is here."

In the Roman church, Pope Leo stood in the center of his room, which was lit with a large number of candles and oil lamps. He turned around, looked at the priest who brought the news, nodded slightly and said, "Let him in."

“Squeak!”

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The door slowly opened, and Luca walked in with a shaky step. His face was pale, as if he had lost his soul. He kept mumbling, "God, please forgive me, even if it's only for two days."

Looking at Luca's appearance, Leo frowned and looked at him, and asked Luca with a hint of worry: "Caesar, are you okay?"

Luca slowly raised his head and looked at Leo, his face full of helplessness. He smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly.

This slight action seemed to make Leo understand something. He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then said to the priests on his left and right: "All of you go out, let me talk to Caesar alone."

When all the priests had left, only Pope Leo and Luca were left in the room. Only then did Luca speak and sigh softly.

"What's wrong?" Leo asked curiously, "Why are you so distraught? You are totally different from your past self."

"I don't know about that, papa." Luca raised his hands to signal Leo and said, "I don't know why, I feel that this body is rejecting me more and more. Why, why do I want to go to the front line to help my soldiers, but when I put on the armor and hold the iron sword, my head feels like it's about to explode. It's all my past memories. It must be a demon. It must be a demon that has blinded my clear mind. I am cursed, papa. They tried to break the spear."

Looking at Luca's anxious look, Leo instantly realized the seriousness of the problem. He quickly pointed to the bench beside him and said to Luca: "Come here and sit down, kid, sit down!"

Leo stroked Luca's forehead. He held the precious Bible in his hand, found an excerpt from the Gospel of Matthew, and read it aloud to Luca.

"It turned out to be Satan. It turned out to be Satan who was torturing you in secret. The Vandals reached an agreement with the fallen angel Satan, allowing Satan to secretly cast a spell to torture you, my great Caesar, so that the Vandals could plunder the pure Eternal City." Leo closed his eyes slightly and muttered, "Don't worry, I will do my best to expel Satan for you, Caesar. Rome cannot be without the Spear of the Empire."

As he spoke, Leo pulled out the tip of the Spear of Longinus from his pocket and pressed it against Luca's forehead. "This is the first holy object to enter the Son of God's body. It is a blessed holy object and the most powerful weapon to expel Satan!"

Seeing Leo so serious, Luca closed his eyes slightly and began to pray silently in his heart. Now there was no other way, he could only put all his hopes on prayer, hoping that God could help him.

“Wuwuwu…”

(End of this chapter)