A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

When I heard this sound, I knew that the situation was not good this time. I was probably ambushed.

The Turkic officer cast a cold gaze on little Balbo.

"Are you from the Knights? If you surrender, I can spare your life now!"

"Ha...are you kidding?" Little Balbo laughed. Although there were shouts and cries of killing, he also noticed that the catapults in the distance had begun to catch fire.

The strike force's mission was at least half completed.

"Do you know what you are doing? Your actions have long been seen through! I'm afraid you don't understand the situation you are facing. You are surrounded and there is no escape!"

"Haha, it seems you still want to threaten me? Just you?" Little Balbo sneered, a hint of a smile flickering through his eyes, which were only visible from beneath his helmet. "What a pity... If I want to leave, you can't stop me!"

He raised his hand and pointed his sword at the other party.

"How dare you!" The Turkic man's eyes glared. Hearing this, he realized that the man before him was no ordinary soldier, but one of the most arrogant and loyal jihadists. Such a man, so convinced that he was fighting for Christ, would never surrender!

The shouts and cries of killing all around cannot scare this kind of person.

In that case, we have no choice but to force it!

He made a prompt decision and patted his brother beside him.

The two men separated to the left and right, turning into two shadows, one on the left and one on the right, holding knives in their hands in an instant.

The two scimitars turned into blade lights and cut towards little Balbo's back at the same time.

The shield was held in front of the body, but the knife was slashing towards the target's waist and back... It was obvious at a glance that this was some kind of fighting technique, and it was definitely not an ordinary one.

The two people's movements are completely mirrored, exactly the same.

This knife technique is not only tricky in angle, but also fast.

Little Balboa has been through many battles, but he has only seen such speed a few times.

He uttered a light exclamation and took a step back, just avoiding the two knife lights that slashed across his chest.

One strike missed, then another. The same mirror image of the sword strike, one left, one right.

"Good!" Little Balbo kept backing away and praised loudly.

The joint fighting technique these two brothers have mastered is indeed ingenious.

But after his last fight with Old Man Reynard, he realized one thing: no matter how strange and tricky the sword or knife skills were, they were still limited by the length of the sword itself. Taking a step back could make the opponent return empty-handed.

By putting his knowledge into practice, his figure always stayed outside the tip of the knife, just a little bit away from touching it.

But no matter how hard they tried, they just couldn't get over that tiny distance.

"Don't hold back!" The Turkic officer finally looked serious.

The two brothers' bodies had obviously grown bigger, with bulging blood vessels and darker skin.

This is a secret technique of the Turks, which seems to have been learned from the Byzantines and then improved.

Cultivating secret techniques to become an elite warrior is also a legitimate path. Its advantage is that it's controllable, preventing you from developing any lousy abilities. Its disadvantage is that it's ultimately too common, making it easy for others to discover your strengths and weaknesses.

"kill!!"

The two took another step forward, exploding with speed.

This time, their speed and strength completely exceeded the previous level, and the difficulty of dodging increased to a higher level.

But little Balbo was not at all panicked.

He raised his long sword in one hand as if to block, while the long sword in the other hand hung down with the tip touching the ground.

A yellowish light lit up on the hanging sword.

The next moment, the long sword was thrust upwards.

It stirred up a cloud of dirt, rocks, and sand and threw it towards the two enemies!

The sudden blow immediately disrupted the rhythm of the two brothers. Mud and sand flew in their faces, making it impossible to open their eyes.

"Next, it's time to end!"

Little Balbo's eyes were calm, his right arm suddenly stretched forward, and lightning flashed on the long sword.

With their vision obscured by the swirling mud and sand, the two brothers reacted in two ways: one closed his eyes and continued to chop recklessly, while the other retreated.

As the swords clashed, his entire body went numb from the electric shock. Although it was only for a moment, that moment was enough.

Little Balbo stabbed the sword accurately into the neck, passed through the gap in the armor, and pulled it out.

He let his opponent fall down holding his neck while he rushed towards the retreating one of the two brothers.

The opponent's vision was disturbed, and he waved his long sword wildly to block it, which was exactly what he wanted. The long sword flashed with lightning, and the moment the sword and the blade touched, the electric current immediately shocked the opponent's body stiff.

Then he swung his other sword and knocked the opponent to the ground.

Little Balbo stood up, but felt unsatisfied.

The feeling of fighting just now gave him a kind of intuition - he knew that this would work. And in fact, it was indeed the case.

But there was no time to think more now, I could only hear the shouting and screams approaching in the distance.

The catapult over there was already burning, and a dim fire was burning in the distance.

There is no doubt that it was a pile of corpses thrown into the city by the Turks!

It has been ignited by the Knights.

Therefore, retreat is inevitable at this time.

Judging from the distance of the shouting, the Turks were coming from the side.

The speed is much faster than expected.

Logically speaking, when the Turkic camp learned that they were under attack, they sent out reinforcements. It is hard to say how fast or slow it would take, but it would at least take five to ten minutes.

And now, judging from the sound, it seems that the Turks are not reinforcements coming from the main camp at all, but are coming from nearby.

But it was visible from the top of the city wall. Even in the dark, it was first seen with "dark vision".

There is no other place for ambushes to hide around the hill.

Forget it, the job is done, we can leave now.

Judging from the distance of the shouts and screams, if we retreat at this time, at least the main force of the attacking force can leave in time.

After all, the distance is short. Losses... that's unavoidable.

While little Balbo was thinking about this question, he heard another noise from the side.

That was not an ordinary noise, but the clanging sound of metal armor that would inevitably be made when soldiers in armor acted collectively.

There are enemies coming over there, and they are a large group of people!

If they were surrounded here, the Knights' attacking force would be easily defeated!

If only ten people could retreat, we would be blessed by God!

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Chapter 292 Night Raid 6

How is that possible? There are no enemies over there!

If the reinforcements are coming from the base camp, coming from an oblique direction is equivalent to going around in a big circle - a complete waste of time.

And this time... it was too fast. It didn't seem like it came from the base camp at all.

Although he was confused, little Balbo did not stop at all.

Rush straight in that direction.

After a few steps, there was a mound in front of us.

It is called a mound, but it is actually only half of a hill. When half of it was piled up, it was found that the location was not favorable enough, so it was abandoned, forming this large mound.

Take two steps at a time, rush up the mound, and look down!

It's a trench, or a tunnel!

Here, a steady stream of Turkic soldiers are rushing out of the trenches!

There are so many of them that you can’t see the end at a glance.

In an instant, all the previous doubts were resolved. The Turks were indeed not sent from the base camp, but they had been hiding in the tunnel from the beginning.

From the top of the city wall, it is difficult to tell the size of the tunnel and how many soldiers it can accommodate. After all, some places can be dug larger, and some places can be dug smaller.

Over here at the distant camp.

Ferdinand was observing carefully, listening to the sounds of battle in the distance.

He had no intention of doing anything at all—because it was too late to do anything.

By the time we gathered the soldiers and set out from the main camp to reinforce Tushan, it was already too late!

The speed of troop movement was related to the state of the troops. After all, it was nighttime, and the soldiers were all resting. Gathering the resting soldiers, donning their armor, and forming a team would take at least twenty to thirty minutes.

Now we can only wait and see how the ambush he prepared goes.

"It's a bit unexpected..." He looked at the burning catapult in the distance, and the burning pile of corpses farther away.

He expected the catapult to be damaged, but it was still somewhat unexpected that the other party would burn the corpse.

He thought the Knights would be more concerned with cannons.

After all, the weather has turned colder now. Even if we throw corpses day and night, there is no guarantee that the plague will break out in the city. Even if the plague breaks out, don't we still have the bloody cross flag of Grand Master Thomas?

The magical effect of that flag had already spread throughout the Mediterranean world.

So in this matter, Ferdinand really just tried his best to see whether there was any result or not.

But I didn't expect the Knights to care about this... well, it's a bit unexpected.

Therefore, the location of the ambush he set seemed a bit unreasonable.

The original plan of a simultaneous encirclement from both sides resulted in a time lag due to distance, and a true encirclement was not formed.

Or rather, it has not yet formed at this moment.

It can only be said that an encirclement was formed, but the enemy was not actually surrounded.

"Sir, what's the surprise?" asked the attendant beside him.

"Nothing." Ferdinand imagined the actions of the enemy and us in his mind, and was convinced that the possibility of the Knights escaping the encirclement was really small.

There are indeed gaps, but on the battlefield, those who can seize these fleeting gaps either have the blessing of Christ or have extraordinary talent.

And such a person with extraordinary talent would not be sent out to carry out such a highly dangerous mission!

The city wall in the distance.

Thomas had been watching the battle through a telescope.

The situation was worse than expected. The Turks had been prepared for this surprise attack. In fact, their preparations were more complete than Thomas had imagined.

The first thing he saw was the mendicant monk climbing up the dirt hill. He saw him waving a magic item and casting at least three or five, or even more, "Dispel Magic" spells in a very short period of time.

Directly and completely solved the spells cast on all attacking troops.

Thomas originally thought that the attacking force would not gather together, but would be divided into several groups. Even if one group was dispelled, the others would be fine.

But I didn’t expect that they didn’t give me this opportunity at all!

If you divide your troops into several groups, he will cast more magic spells.

Then, as expected, the enemy ambushes nearby came out.

The ambush troops are always there, hiding in the tunnel.

There were at least a thousand soldiers, fully armed and hiding in the tunnels without removing their armor. The tunnels were covered with wooden fences, making their presence invisible to those on the city walls.

It can be said to be a very cunning trap.

So as soon as the sound of fighting broke out, within a minute or two, the ambushers in the tunnel rushed out.

In fact, it was not so bad at this time, because although there were many soldiers in the tunnel, the artillery on the city wall immediately started firing and sniping the enemy's ambushes.

The ambushers coming out of the tunnel did not expect this move and were caught off guard!