When he approached the front of the position, he could no longer see the appearance of the refugees without a look-up.

Both men and women are of different ages, with slim clothes, slow pace, weak figure, and even ordinary militias are not as good as those of ordinary militias, not to mention the judges.

Nails became more convinced of his judgment.

However, he also knew that the church also had a secret medicine that could instantly increase its strength. Considering that the other party might use the crazy pill, he asked his teammates to set up the barrel within the suppression range of the heavy machine gun. He went up alone and shouted loudly, "This is the border defense line of the Grayburg Kingdom, and no one is allowed to break in! Stop now and stay in place and don't move, otherwise we will shoot!"

The group of people obviously saw him, and their faces showed excitement. Not only did they stop moving forward, but instead accelerated their pace.

The nail shot two times in the sky and repeated the warning again, but it didn't work.

"Nail head, come back!" the veteran shouted behind him, "They don't know what a musket is. Even if you shout out, they won't stop!"

Nail's heart moved and quickly changed the shooting in his call to archery. This time the visitors finally reacted, but they just hesitated for a moment and continued to move towards the position. This time, they waved their hands to the First Army, shouting something while running.

The shouting was very noisy, and he could only vaguely tell that he was asking for help.

"No, stop!" Nail made the final attempt until it was dragged back to the defense line by his teammates. When the group passed the first row of wooden stakes, the two bunkers spewed out flames almost at the same time. The bullets slashed over the head of the nail with a roar and landed around the wooden stakes, stirring up snow pillars and completely submerged their shouts.

A bloody mist suddenly rose at the front of the crowd.

This time they finally stopped moving forward.

Nail saw that except for the refugees who were swept down, the rest of them fell down one after another, lying in the snow with their bodies protrudingly on their faces. Although they looked scary, they did not flee backwards, as if something even more terrifying was waiting for them behind them.

"Stop! Stop! Don't shoot!" Nail took off his coat, risked being hit by a stray bullet, got up and waved towards the bunker. Finally, the machine gun team let go of the trigger. Perhaps he noticed his strange behavior, two more teams left the bunker area and surrounded the front line.

Passing through the position where the smoke of gunpowder was still filled with the smell of gunpowder, a team of five people raised their rifles and followed the nails slowly approached the group of strange visitors. The latter was trembling all over. Even if the snow was full of coldness, they did not dare to move at all.

"Where do you all come from?"

No one spoke.

"Didn't you hear the squad leader's question?" the veteran shouted, "If you don't answer, you will be hung up and killed as a spy!"

"Big, big, big... sir," this time someone finally spoke, "I, we all came from Hermes."

"So you are believers in the church?" Nail frowned.

"Yes... no, no, we are not," the man kowtowed repeatedly, "We were deceived by the church before, but now we are lost! The gods do not protect the church at all. We are wrong. Please give us some food!"

After this sentence was said, it caused a noise in the crowd, "Sir, please, just one bite of porridge, my child is about to lose his way!"

"The church's army was chasing us behind us, and we had to throw our bags."

"Sir, I haven't eaten anything in three days."

So would they rather be fired by machine guns than escape? Looking at the other party's haggard face and more than ten bloody corpses, a hint of unbearableness flashed through the nails. After escaping the holy city, going to the Gray Castle was probably their only way to live. He took out the dry food in his waist pocket and was about to throw it to the group of people, but the veteran grabbed his wrist.

"what are you up to?"

"Give them something to eat."

"Are you sure? These guys are from the church," the veteran stressed in a low voice, "we are our enemies."

"But now they aren't you not hearing it? They admit they've been deceived."

"Tsk, deceit?" said the veteran disdainfully. "When they can't survive, they even believe in the devil as true gods. Compared to the judges who rushed forward and followed, these guys are just fences."

"Boss, Uncle Sang is right. Maybe the weapons and armor used by the church army were created by them."

"You know if they have any blood from the First Army on their hands."

"I deserve to get to this point. Who made them go against His Majesty? I don't want to give them what I eat."

Nail took a deep breath and made a quiet gesture to his teammates, "Listen to me, you should know what happened in the town when His Majesty did not come to Border Town. Didn't everyone be deceived by the church at that time? But His Majesty did not give up on us, nor did he regard us as a fence. Should we despise them now? Of course, I am not saying that it is the right way to let go of those who have committed crimes, give them the food first, and then take them back for interrogation."

"Uh, this..."

"And His Majesty Roland once said in the book that the Kingdom of Greycastle is a whole. As long as it is a sinless person and is willing to surrender to Greycastle, it should be regarded as the king's commander rather than persecuting and excluding them." Nail said in one breath, "If there are innocent people in it and we do not save him, wouldn't it be against His Majesty's will?"

After a moment of silence at the scene, the veteran grinned, "Taitou, I know why Lord Blair chose you as the captain. Those who have studied are different. In the past, you were a person who didn't even say things smoothly at critical moments. If Tietou knows, he will definitely applaud you."

It can be seen that he did not agree with the remarks that "those who defect to the Gray Castle are all the people"; however, the First Army respected His Majesty Roland Wimbledon, so he naturally did not want to resist the nails' actions. "But you can't throw the food directly to them, as that would only cause robbery. Pick out a few that are almost unstoppable and let them line up to collect."

...

As more and more soldiers were surrounding him, the deputy battalion commander "Eagle-faced", who was responsible for commanding the Northland garrison, also arrived at the front line. The tall man with a round pupil and sharp-mouthed face, who looked like a grey eagle in the West, was the first group of outstanding hunters to join the militia. "Who can explain what happened?"

Nails saluted and briefly stated the story.

"Escaped from the Holy City?" After hearing this, Eagleman showed a thoughtful look, and then asked his subordinates to bring a refugee to him. "What happened to Helmesri? If you can tell the situation out in detail, I can fill your stomach."

"Big, sir..." The refugee swallowed, "The Cathedral of the New Holy City... collapsed..."

"What?" Nail was stunned. Even he had heard that the Cathedral of Hermes is an immortal symbol of the church. Before His Majesty's "Miracle Building" was completed, the Tower of Heaven was the tallest building built by mankind. At the beginning of the Cold Wind Ridge Blocking Battle, he also fantasized about following His Majesty into the Helmes Plateau and occupying this legendary tower that can reach the sky. But this magnificent building... does not exist?

"I heard that a big pit appeared under the church, and the entire tower was trapped..." The refugee said intermittently, "The Judgment Army blocked the scene, but such a large building disappeared without a trace, and with the loud noise that shook the sky and the earth, everyone knew what happened. The church was about to end, lord, the gods no longer favored there, and the residents of the periphery began to escape secretly. We walked a little late, and we met the pursuing Judgment Army. Only we escaped a few hundred people..."

"So, is there chaos in the Holy City?"

"It's messy, it's messy..." The man nodded repeatedly, "not only the west gate, but also the south gate and the east gate are unattended, and they are just so open. It's obvious that all the guards guarding the gate have run away. I heard that the situation in the old holy city is worse than that in the new holy city, and I have indeed not seen a caravan outside enter the city for a long time."

"I understand, you go down."

After his subordinates took the man away, Eagle face showed an excited expression, "This is unexpected good news. Maybe we can take Hermes in advance without waiting for the army to arrive."

Nailzi naturally knew what the deputy battalion commander was happy about. If he could become the first commander in the First Army to enter the Holy City, he could undoubtedly add a heavy mark to his resume. However, he did not care whether he could obtain more military achievements at this moment. He was concerned about those fugitives who were tortured by hunger and cold.

After expressing his concerns, Eaglemon looked at him deeply, pondered for a moment before answering, "It is impossible for the camp to take in these outsiders. Give them some tents and food, so that they can camp where the heavy machine gun can see."

"Just on this unobstructed field?" Nail felt a slump in his heart. "If the weather changes, heavy snow or storms are coming, they may not be able to last one night."
Chapter completed!