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Chapter 572: Holy Arrival

Chapter 572 The arrival of the Holy Spirit

Author: Mao Ti

At the top of the Saint-Michel Mountain, Francesco, a black-robed monk from the Benedictine Order of Saint-Maur, had just finished leading a long morning prayer, carrying the extinguished lamp and walking on the mountain.

There was snow and frost all over the ground, and we carefully passed through the sea fog that had not completely dissipated.

This is also the 21st year of asceticism that he spent on this island of holy mountains, far away from his hometown in Italy, following the daily routine of praying five times a day, working in the morning and copying scriptures in the afternoon; but it has been unshakable since ancient times.

All of this was disrupted with the arrival of the Holy Kingdom Army.

Although the Holy Mountain is mainly populated by Benedictine monks from foreign countries and nominally directly affiliated with the San Vanzoya Monastery in Italy; there are also various handymen and junior monks and apprentices needed for daily life who stay locally for a long or short time.

Pilgrims, however, mainly come from surrounding areas.

As a result, the soldiers of the Holy Kingdom occupied the docks, markets, hotels and houses at the foot of the mountain. They also broke into and controlled various monasteries and churches on the mountain. Although they did not openly rob the valuable magic weapons, they confiscated them and took them away.

The food and materials stored in the monastery.

Only the original church on the top of the mountain, the Church of Tombstone, and the Saint-Michel prayer hall enshrining the skull of Bishop Aubert were not disturbed by the determined resistance of the armed monks. However, they drove away most of the people on the mountain.

People from local backgrounds are in big trouble.

For example, the big bell on the Gothic giant tower located at the highest point of the Holy Mountain requires several young and strong intermittent monks to drag and ring with all its strength; and the bronze and gold-coated archangel statue on the top of the tower also requires

Someone climbed up and cleaned it so that it could keep its shine.

Therefore, like Francesco, the remaining monks had to put aside their studies and spend more time taking on many times the labor and chores of the past. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take a look at the city walls and fortresses at the foot of the mountain.

In the middle, a flag with a black cross with an ermine fur pattern flutters.

I don’t know how long these soldiers of the Holy Kingdom will continue to occupy the Holy Mountain; what consequences they will bring to this religious holy place. After all, although he is a member of the ascetic monks, according to the practice among the monasteries,

, took turns taking care of the sick pilgrims at the foot of the mountain.

Therefore, to some extent, one has heard of the southern force that has risen strongly in recent years after a long period of turbulent civil war in the Sealand Kingdom. This force, which is closely related to many heretical factions in the southern part of the kingdom, has even defeated the Holy Kingdom's interventionist forces several times.

This led to the Holy Nation's army stationed on the Holy Mountain.

Although their banner is to protect the Holy Mountain from the heretical forces from the Kingdom; there is no doubt that with the long-term existence of these Holy Kingdom troops, when the heretics arrive, the Holy Mountains that originally existed as a neutral territory will

Mountains are not immune to the flames of war.

Not long ago, Brittania once again strengthened its garrison on the Holy Mountain, and began to repair the outer city walls and the monastery fortress on the mountain; it also transported a large amount of supplies from across the bay regardless of the risk, and further increased the number of troops.

The worries of the monks on Mount Athos.

There is no doubt that war is inevitable, it is just a matter of time. And the Monks of the Holy Mountain, who are unable to change this situation, can only make secret preparations and determine to protect the holy place; at the same time, they pray that the war can end quickly and will not turn into

The tragic "Siege of Charles" in history.

It was the middle period of the Third (Acacia) Dynasty. As the king's younger brother, Charles V, the Grand Duke of Normandy, he was in the middle of a civil war with his brother Philip, the "Cock King" at the time. He led the last tribe to flee to Saint-Michel, where they had a close relationship.

The mountain also started a two-and-a-half-year siege by the Royal Army.

Although the Royal Army suffered heavy casualties in extremely unfavorable terrain, they were unable to attack the Holy Mountain; they could only set fire to the residential areas, markets and docks at the foot of the mountain. However, Mont Saint-Michel, which was surrounded and cut off from supplies, was also suffering from famine.

Tragic things happened while suffering from disease and disease.

In the end, although the people who survived quickly surrendered after the death of Charles V, the soldiers of the Royal Army who entered the Holy Mountain immediately saw a scene like hell. Although, most of the records at that time were destroyed, and the people involved were treated badly.

A gag order was issued.

However, the local Benedictine monks and their followers disappeared from history. As one of the Italian branches of the Benedictine order, the senior monks of the Order of St. Maur were also influenced by the "Cock King" Phil.

I strongly invited you to come to the Holy Mountain to handle the aftermath.

For example, there are only word-of-mouth among the monks, the ancient underground altar that disappeared with the collapse of the Church of Our Lady of Fire, and several mountain caves that were filled in and sealed. Or, as the only trace left at that time, the monks in the underground hall

There were suspected bite marks on the ossuary niche.

With this vague worry, Francesco came to the Gothic spire tower, and led several middle-aged/young monks waiting here to climb up the bell tower laboriously along the spiral stone stairs.

Where. However, the monk responsible for pulling the rope of the big bell screamed one after another:

"God in heaven!"

"What's this?"

“The Divine Apparitions!”

Immediately, they all knelt down and prostrated on the ground; they began to pray with various signs of sacramental symbols. The monk Francesco who was facing them also turned around belatedly; then he also stood on his feet

Yilu kneeled on the floor because he saw a white sailboat.

This is a typical Calais-style sailing ship, all the details are unremarkable, not much different from the most common merchant ships in the Bay of San Loma. But this Calais sailing ship does not sail on the sea, but floats on

In the sky, the golden sunshine came riding on clouds and mist.

Just like the golden ship of Ra, the sun god, who defeated the darkness of night in Egyptian pagan mythology; and like Noah's Ark, which followed the traces led by doves and landed on the earth after the great flood in ancient times;

Covered in golden light, it slowly descended from the sky.

The next moment, the fierce ringing of bells rang out at the highest point of Mount Saint-Michel; then, it turned into the ringing of bells, large and small, that spread all up and down Mount Saint-Michel, in all the monasteries and churches, one after another, ringing for a while; in this area

At the sound of the bell, people who were startled rushed out.

Then, with great horror, shock and awe, they fell to their knees on the ground one after another, praying loudly, or beating their bodies with magic weapons obsessively and crazily, trying to prove that they were not dreaming. In the blink of an eye,

, the flying sailboat landed.

It was obvious that the earthquake was dull and it was parked on the flat stone roof of Tombstone Mountain Church. In an instant, the top of the original support of the stone frame was dented by the heavy pressure, and then slowly tilted to one side. Then it was stabilized on the deck of the ship.

, groups of heavily armored knights ran down one after another.

The soldiers of the Holy Kingdom at the foot of the mountain were also alarmed in hindsight; disheveled soldiers rushed out from various houses and buildings, and under the shouts of the officers, they gathered into a group and circled up the narrow mountain road.

team; seemed to want to figure out what was going on.

However, those who were faster and more responsive than them were these heavily armored knights who came off the flying ship; they wore a variety of frog-faced, duck-billed, pocket-faced, and tank-shaped heavy plate and chain armors, but they were agile and agile.

They were running in small groups, steep and towering among the church buildings.

In the blink of an eye, like cannonballs falling from the sky, they suddenly flew and hit the Holy Kingdom troops who were winding up the mountain. In an instant, there were screams and exclamations in the sky, shaking and flying around.

A group of soldiers; wielding leaf hammers and broad swords, slashing and killing.

But in the narrow winding corridor with no cover on the mountainside, these seemingly well-trained soldiers of the Holy Kingdom, who were also wearing half-breastplates or patchwork armor, were unable to take advantage of their numbers and coordination. They were overwhelmed by these heavy soldiers.

The knights in armor swept down the mountain road one by one.

For a moment, all kinds of broken limbs and struggling and crying soldiers were seen in the dangerous places surrounding the mountain, rolling down like garbage being swept away. Then, below, the crossbowman of the Holy Kingdom Army from Shanshan came.

Climbing to the top of various buildings, trying to support his comrades who were being massacred.

Then, one step faster than them, there was the roar of flames and explosions from above; but some armored knights who had occupied the commanding heights on the mountainside, the monastery/fortress and outer walls, and towers began to fire their firearms, or

It was throwing explosive bombs one after another...

The mountain's condescending drop made it easy for them to hit the locations where the crossbowmen of the Holy Kingdom Army were most densely packed; and the battered crossbowmen who were bombarded were scattered like dogs flying around. Even if there were some scattered arrows,

The arrows fired back and bounced off their armor.

In a short period of time, the hastily gathered Holy Kingdom troops were defeated one after another, and the buildings where they were hiding were set on fire one after another. But then, groups of small and large groups rushed out of the monasteries and church buildings on the mountainside again.

, a knight of the Holy Kingdom who also wears heavy armor,

They passed through the buildings without hesitation, and were blocked by blazing flames and the roar of thrown explosives; along the narrow and uncovered mountain road, they once again fought fiercely with the special attack knights during the resistance period.

.In the midst of this hoarse scream.

Jiang Tian, ​​who spent a lot of effort and cost to send this crew over, slowly regained his composure as he watched the warnings and injury reminders disappear from his field of vision. He appeared on the mast of the sailboat.

Then he walked gently through the air and came from the top bell tower under the golden archangel statue.

Then, he said to the monks who were kneeling on the ground and praying, but were stunned and stiff: "I am looking for an important thing, but it was hidden on the holy mountain not long ago, so now I need someone who can guide the way.

people……"

The next moment, Francesco, the eldest black-robed monk among the monks, rushed forward on his knees with agility and reaction speed that far exceeded his age, and shouted with enthusiasm and excitement on his face.

: "I will obey your instructions, the saint with great power!"

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