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#384 - Chapter 118: Horses Trampling the Holy Temple (Part 9)

Liu Yuan's smile deepened upon hearing these words. He shook his head slightly and said, "High Sparrow, you are too naive. I won't easily let you people off, especially since so many have already died! Today, I will let all of Westeros know that daring to provoke me comes at a price!"

"I regret the deaths of those people. But war always brings casualties, and that is unavoidable," the High Sparrow said, his face somewhat grim as he looked at the corpses scattered on the ground.

He paused, then continued, "Now, you have achieved your goal. Why continue to create more bloodshed?"

Hearing this, Liu Yuan's eyes turned cold, and he said in a chilling tone, "Humph, you infringed upon my interests, and I'm not allowed to resist? What a joke! Let me tell you the truth, High Sparrow, you are definitely going to die today, and none of the Warrior's Sons inside will survive. As for the ordinary monks and nuns, I can make an exception and spare their lives."

The High Sparrow's expression became extremely somber upon hearing this. He sighed and said helplessly, "Well, it seems we are destined to stand on opposite sides. However, I hope you can give me some time to make arrangements."

Liu Yuan nodded and said in a deep voice, "Alright, I'll give you ten minutes. Once the time is up, I will launch an attack." With that, he waved his hand, and the troops who had been blocking the entrance in formation slowly retreated thirty meters.

At this moment, less than four hundred people remained in the main hall, almost all of whom were clergy members of the church, while the actual Warrior's Sons numbered just over a hundred.

The High Sparrow said with a pious expression, "Brothers and sisters, I must apologize to you all. I misjudged the situation. I originally thought that by suppressing top wealthy families such as the royal family, the Lannister family, and the Tyrell family, I could take action against other powerful nobles to establish the prestige of the Faith of the Seven. I was wrong. Victory blinded me, and I shouldn't have angered a great lord like Garon. I didn't expect him to be so crazy, bringing a catastrophe upon the church. You all heard what he said. He won't let any of us go. Even in death, we must not tarnish the glory of the gods. Brothers, face death with me. We will meet again in the kingdom of God! As for those who survive, you must strive to preserve the church. The faith in God should not be severed due to the mistakes of mortals."

After saying this, the High Sparrow bit out a spoonful of holy oil from a stone trough and poured it on himself, struggling to move towards the door. Just then, a huge and powerful hand tightly dragged the High Sparrow from behind, preventing him from moving at all. The High Sparrow looked back in surprise and discovered that it was a Holy Sword Knight. His armor was also covered in golden holy oil, obviously prepared to sacrifice himself.

Everyone was silent as they watched the scene before them. They knew that the High Sparrow was right. Immediately afterward, one person after another appeared behind the High Sparrow, unhesitatingly pouring the remaining holy oil on themselves and following the High Sparrow firmly towards the outside of the hall. Even some of the most devout holy women and monks followed suit, without retreating.

Led by the High Sparrow, these people came to the outside of the main hall with firm steps. Their eyes were like torches, full of determination and perseverance, staring straight at the military formation waiting in full battle array opposite them.

Liu Yuan stood in the distance and witnessed all of this, understanding their choice. He knew that more words were useless, so he waved his hand decisively. Upon seeing this, Mu Tuo immediately shouted at the top of his voice, "Attack!" The infantry in the front row moved upon hearing the sound, taking a step forward in unison, while the ranged troops in the back quickly nocked their arrows.

In an instant, a rain of arrows shot out, and a large number of people on the opposite side fell to the ground. However, many people resolutely stood up and used their flesh and blood to block the High Sparrow's path. The High Sparrow's eyes were filled with tears, and he was extremely excited. He raised the torch in his hand high, intending to thrust it into himself.

Just then, a Warrior's Son suddenly rushed forward from behind, snatched the torch from the High Sparrow's hand, and unhesitatingly pressed it against his body. In an instant, the Warrior's Son's entire body was engulfed in flames. He shouted with all his might, "For the glory of the Seven Gods!" Then, he rushed towards the military formation in front, but before he could take a few steps, he was pierced by several spears at the same time and fell in front of the formation.

However, the others did not retreat because of the death of their comrade. Instead, they were encouraged by that person and shouted slogans praising God one by one, stepping over the High Sparrow. These people even went so far as to ignite their own bodies, rushing towards the enemy without hesitation.

Seeing his followers so brave and fearless, Liu Yuan couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration in his heart, but he didn't stop his actions because of it. The Warrior's Sons surged like a tide, but they still failed to break through the encirclement. The infantry battle formation was as solid as a rock, and there were rows of well-trained archers in the rear, constantly carrying out precise sniping on the enemy. They fell one after another under the attacks of spears and sabers, and blood stained the ground red. Before long, a large number of enemies had fallen in front of the shield formation, and their corpses ignited raging fires, forming a wall of fire.

Despite this, the people of the church were still fearless, rushing into the flames one after another! It was as if this was not a battle, but a sacred sacrificial ritual, and their courage was amazing.

Looking at the scene before him, Liu Yuan couldn't help but feel a complex emotion in his heart. He turned to look at Becotte and said softly, "We clearly occupy the moral high ground. This battle should have been a righteous revenge, but why does it feel like we have become the villains, while those church people have become the persecuted?"

Becotte was silent for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth and said, "These people have a firm belief. No matter what their position, this persistence and adherence are admirable. Garon, perhaps we should stop and let things end here."

Liu Yuan sighed and nodded in agreement, "Alright! In that case, I will no longer pursue the other survivors except for the High Sparrow, and let them continue to live." After saying that, he looked at the burning corpses. Since he entered the fourth level, he had become increasingly indifferent to life.

At this time, the High Sparrow watched everything that was happening before him with tears in his eyes. Believers, warriors, monks, and nuns, one after another, stepped over him and stepped into the raging fire without hesitation. Everyone's face was filled with determination and firmness, as if they had already put life and death aside.