Just when the Holy See's strategy for Gray had quietly turned, Gray, who had no idea at all, was still running wildly on the road to protecting justice.

Benedict hid in the castle "witted" and tried to rely on defense to resist.

Although Gray looks a little stupid, he is not stupid. In fact, there is no fool in the lich race. The reason why he looks a little stupid is that he has different cognitions.

After two failed strong attacks, Gray quickly realized the reality: strong attacks are definitely not advisable. After all, the Silver Moon Knights' identity is special, and no one can be killed or captured, otherwise the identity of Gray's lich will be exposed.

According to the "Grey-style thinking", he took a new way to try to "influence" them.

"Do you really think you can influence them?" When Yilin heard this decision, she was a little bit knotted. The first time she heard someone was planning to influence their opponents in front of the formation.

"Isn't it possible? I didn't fight much in Baicheng before, and it was all based on influence in the end." Gray said confidently: "And as a Paladin, I have to learn preaching after all, right? This is a good opportunity, so many people are asking me to practice."

"Are you going to... learn to preach in front of the formation?" Yilin always felt something was wrong.

Shelley was very supportive, but in fact, she was so supportive of all the decisions of Gray. Even if the decisions looked silly.

"I think this idea is simply amazing! No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't finish reading the Bible. Now I'm sleepy when I see the Bible, but when I think about it, I suddenly became interested in the Bible! I guess they will be the same as me!"

"Really?" Grey asked sincerely.

"Of course it's true!" Shelley replied seriously.

The duo of silly couples quickly reached an agreement. Even if the others wanted to stop them, they would not be able to stop them.

So, a new nightmare began.

From the second day after Benedict entered the castle, Gray began to stand in front of the castle gate and explain the Bible to the people in the castle.

"Now let's open the first volume of the Bible and feel the Holy Spirit's love for the creatures in the world together!" With magic, this sound rang in everyone's ears accurately and accurately. People including Elean, Halls, etc., as well as soldiers of Benedict II in the castle and Benedict II himself.

Inside the wall, a knight in heavy armor immediately poked his head out and shouted, "Are you sick? Preach at this time? If you have the ability, you can attack! Why do you have so much nonsense?"

"Yes! Strong attack!"

"If you don't dare to attack, get out!"

The soldiers in the castle began to shout.

Gray closed the Bible that had just been opened with a "pop" and turned his head to Carl behind him and said, "Tell them the right attitude they should have in class."

"Yes." Carl raised his hand and stroked forward. The giant catapult cart just built behind him swung, and a stone drew an elegant arc in the sky, accurately landing at the place where the heavy armored knight had just probed. With the roar, a wall collapsed, stirring up a burst of sand and dust, and a wailing sound.

The soldiers were stunned for a moment.

Gray said seriously: "I will first declare that there are rules for class in class. Disrespect for teachers means disrespect for the Holy Spirit. Any disrespect for the Holy Spirit is unforgivable. Also, I will ask questions later. If someone fails to answer, he will be punished. If he answers correctly, he will also be rewarded."

"How do you determine who you asked?" someone murmured.

The sound of breaking through the air came. The next moment, with a loud noise, a hole was smashed into the wall next to it, which just allowed Gray to see the soldier who was muttering quietly from outside. The soldier was so scared that his whole expression was distorted and he sat on the ground.

Gray said coldly: "I'm serious."

The soldier nodded quickly.

No one dares to say anything now.

The soldiers were helpless and angry, but they could only dare not speak out.

"Okay, now let's open the first section again..."

"You won't succeed!" Benedict II gritted his teeth and said to Gray angrily.

However, Gray ignored him at all.

No matter what the purpose was, Gray did it anyway. He began to "preach" outside the castle, repeatedly explaining the Bible. Shelley was always with him, and his energy was as if she was a lich.

Teaching during the day and singing chants at night, endlessly, endlessly.

Benedict II stood on the tower every day and mocked Gray, although no one paid attention to him.

Irene was busy dispatching troops: "King Allen and Duke Tangis stopped marching? And they retreated...what are they waiting for?"

Earl Grugru looked at Grey from the side, confused: "I have to say that this approach is quite naive. I can't see the meaning at all. If it were me, I would definitely smash it with a catapult and smash it hard until they are willing to open the door. Although it may take a long time, at least it can be confirmed to be effective."

"Then why don't you tell Gray directly?" asked Pas next to him.

"Because..." Earl Grugru had no choice but to spread his hands: "Although in my understanding, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible to succeed. But if Grey did it... I think he might have succeeded. It's like countless times in the past. You have to admit that if... I mean, he really succeeded. It's another amazing victory."

Pas pursed his lips, looked at the castle and was silent for a long time, saying, "Actually, if he could accurately determine the location of everyone in the castle and the catapult could smash so accurately, he could kill Benedict II with one stone. I don't understand why he dragged it down. However, maybe he had other ideas and didn't want to end the war so soon."

It has to be said that a strange change is happening in the small team of Baicheng. After Grey achieved countless incredible victories, these people are "Shelley" one by one. They began to habitually think that what Grey said was right. Although it may sound extremely ridiculous, in short, it is right. If you don't agree with it from the bottom of your heart, it is probably because you are wrong.

A large group of people just watched Gray toss.

As time went by, after several days of siege, Gray began to take out the butter bread as a reward, the atmosphere in the castle began to develop in a strange direction.

Benedict II was stunned.

There was a group of soldiers who mocked Gray in front of Benedict II every day, and turned their heads and went to find the priest of the army to make up for the lessons. Not only did they study hard in class, but they also had small classes to make up for the lessons at night. Those who mocked Gray the most were often the ones holding butter bread the next day.

The eyes of each soldier began to flash, as if he understood something.

So... they began to study the Bible hard at the same time.

"He is just a madman, just a madman!" A soldier said angrily while gnawing on butter bread: "It's so funny that he actually wants to influence us. We can never be influenced by him! Even if we die, I will not be influenced!"

"I don't understand this question. Can you explain it to me?" asked another soldier.

"Oh, I will..." After taking the Bible, the soldier began to answer it carefully.

Yes, they cursed Gray while studying the divine faith seriously as Gray asked in exchange for bread.

No matter where he went, Benedict II could see soldiers holding the Bible and hearing soldiers gathered to discuss the Bible. Even the illiterate ones were trying hard to learn through other people's explanations. They began to compete with each other...

Under the "inspiration" of hunger, the soldiers' learning potential is being fully discovered.

This is undoubtedly a conspiracy, but is there any mistake in studying the Bible? No believer will say that it is wrong. Even the king cannot say that it is. Especially under the temptation of butter, it cannot be refused.

Unlike the pessimism before, there were even laughter in the castle. After all, Gray came to send them butter bread every day and praised their progress every day.

These scenes made Benedict II tremble in fear, but he dared not speak out. The food in the city has been completely exhausted, and to take away the only food from the soldiers, as long as a commander with a little military knowledge, he knew what the consequence would be. The key is that since the butter bread was supplied, the soldiers in the castle were no longer worried about starving to death. So no one was ready to obey his orders and break through.

Although the simple Isaac soldiers still respected him as the king and had no intention of launching a mutiny, Benedict II vaguely felt that it was not far from launching a mutiny.

Of course, even if he knows it, it's useless, he has no choice.

"Brainwashing" is still going on crazily.

Rules different from the outside world are slowly beginning to form in the castle.

Those who study hard, be positive, and pursue chivalrous spirit and sacred faith will be rewarded on the spot. Those who violate chivalrous spirit and sacred faith will be hungry for two days. What's more, Gray began to send people to the castle to preside over the service and accept the confession of the soldiers.

In front of these soldiers who are desperate, he is the "Holy Spirit".

Earl Grugru looked at him in a daze, unable to believe his eyes.

If there are any creatures in this world who are patient, it is undoubtedly a lich. The underground lich can always do boring things year after year, day after day. Gray can preach to the soldiers in the castle day after day, and melt their cold hearts bit by bit with "love and care and butter bread".

Finally, Benedict II, who had completely exhausted his private food, broke out on the fifteenth day of the siege.

He kicked over a bun while gnawing butter, saying that he was going to try the knight who would be a priest after the war was over. He snatched his bread and said, "You bunch of wastes! They are all wastes! Are they pigs! A little bit of food will bribe you!"

With a clang, the soldiers around them all drew their swords, but not aimed at the fallen knight, but at the king...

The next day, Benedict II, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, honestly joined the team to learn the sacred faith, hoping that Gray would give him two more pieces of butter bread.

The Earl of Grugru was so impressed that he was overwhelmed.

At this time, more than half a month has passed since the declaration of war. The army of King Alan and Duke Tangis, who had agreed to have not even seen the shadow. After each double update, the next day will always be written slowly... Today, the second update will definitely not be able to catch up. I hope everyone understands it. Thank you for your name, the days when the wind fades, the turbid, the journey to the south city, the illusion in the dream, the Ouya Jingcheng, the watchful eyes of the dimensions, the young man, you are no longer young, the boring little mouse, the little Fengyue, the name change urges the update, and the reward from a book friend who has not registered the online name. Please vote for recommendation, leave a chapter and comment, so that the turtle knows that everyone has not left.
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