As soon as Hua Zheng opened her mouth, Zhang Chen knew that he had played too much this time.

Brainwashing is certainly a good thing, it can complete many tasks that are impossible to accomplish under normal circumstances.

However, excessive brainwashing may cause a destructive development.

Two people can complete fraudulent sales in one hour, and five people can complete extremely perfect pyramid schemes in one month. So, when the number of people reaches 200, and brainwashing for a week in succession, what will happen?

It is obvious that Hua Zheng at this time has clearly explained the consequences.

Even Kublai Khan's eyes subconsciously flashed a look of surprise.

For such a group of Mongolians, things like God can be described as letting him die.

But the Mongol god, the immortal heaven that represents the sky, is truly a firm belief rooted in the hearts of every Mongol. Even Zhang Chen dared not slander such a god casually. At this time, Hua Zheng was so rude!

"Haha!" Zhang Chen laughed, "The princess is really amazing. It is ridiculous for these idiots to talk about God and Changshengtian together!"

Hua Zheng looked at Zhang Chen in confusion when she heard this, but saw Zhang Chen slapped her coldly, which immediately made Hua Zheng's head roar, and no thoughts existed at all.

Hearing Zhang Chen's explanation, the group of people breathed a sigh of relief.

"It turns out that the princess said this to mock the other party's poor God." Everyone thought to themselves.

Faith is rooted in the heart, and it cannot be changed by interests.

Zhang Chen did not intend to change them. He spoke at this time just to prevent the Truth God Cult, which was still accumulating energy, from being too exposed and silly, and even being disgusted by everyone.

"You hypocritical believers say all day long that God created human beings and guided human beings to goodness, but why have you never thought about peace!" Zhang Chen glared at the messenger coldly and shouted.

The messenger was stunned when he heard this, "I...I'm here. I'm not here for peace?"

"Of course not!" Zhang Chen said firmly. "If you want peace, you should let all the kingdoms under your command and control be surrender to us, but you are here now, for this purpose!"

Of course, the messenger could not have come to surrender.

In fact, a large part of his plan to come here this time is to show the strength of the Catholic Church to these Mongolians.

But he could not have imagined that there were so many strange things in this camp that he could just shatter his plan.

Zhang Chen didn't give him a chance to speak, and just let the messenger turn his head around. Then he said, "I have more than a million Mongolian warriors, and the army is rushing down. You and others will definitely not be our opponents! If you want peace and not blood, you should surrender as soon as possible, rather than resisting stubbornly!"

"But...but..."

Zhang Chen's words were filled with the power of internal force shock, and it was hit little by little. How could this messenger fight?

Soon, the messenger was speechless. It was not because Zhang Chen said he was stupid. It was because Zhang Chen's power was too heavy and his head couldn't be turned.

Those in the authorities are confused, while those onlookers are clear.

Butu and others quickly saw the situation clearly and laughed loudly one by one.

"Didn't your God tell you how to make a decision? See how powerful our army is. Could it be that you really want to go so actively to meet your God?"

A group of people were veterans who had been through the battlefield for a long time, and they were full of murderous aura and laughed at each other. The momentum alone made the messenger breathless.

His face turned pale little by little, and in the end, he simply closed his eyes and fainted on the ground!

...

Bang!

Gregao smashed the golden wine glass in front of him to the ground, stood up, and let out an angry roar.

This situation has been quite rare since he became the Pope, especially in front of so many people!

"Damn Mongolians, I'm going to kill them all!" Grego yelled.

His face looked a little pale, and the fear in his expression was more than anger.

This is an obvious thing.

The Sixth Crusade just ended, and the national strength of the entire Holy Roman Empire was quite weak.

Even after the loss of the Crusades, a group of shrimps, soldiers and crabs mixed together, the unimaginable emperor with fragile combat power is absolutely impossible to be the enemy of the powerful Mongolian army.

It can be said that this time, Gregor had almost no chance of winning in his heart!

"Mongolia is still far from the Holy Empire after all, so we use this distance to drag them to death!" Frederick II said with a cold face.

Although this person was expelled from the sect in the early years and was considered a small enemy from the Catholic Church, Gregor spent a lot of money to invite him over and win him over.

After all, he is a military god-level figure. If this person was playing coldly behind his back, he would never have a good ending.

But the emperor's eyes were obviously a little short-sighted.

Gregor sighed, reached out to cover his painful forehead, and waved his hand at the same time. After a while, an archbishop had already taken a roll of parchment map and placed it in front of Frederick.

"Your Majesty the Emperor." The Archbishop sighed, "If it were the past, we could have done this, but the Mongolians' actions this time were obviously not in line with the rules. Perhaps, if we were to the end, we might be the ones who died!"

He pointed to the map and reached out to slide over a very small range.

"In three months, there were less than three cities captured by the Mongols, which was not in line with the habits of these reckless men." The Archbishop said.

Frederick frowned, and a hint of doubt appeared on the face of the eccentric vulture.

He did not dare to underestimate these Mongolians.

But at this time, the actions of these Mongolians really made him feel the urge to underestimate them.

Because, the speed of this group of people is really too slow!

His Majesty, who is focused on plundering and obtaining a small Jerusalem emperor, naturally would not have thought that there is such a saying in this world that there is a step-by-step approach.

He even more unexpectedly, after conquering the whole place, someone would not use the most terrible speed to plunder, but instead tried his best to help the other party resume production. He began to implement an efficient education model and build a stable trade network at the same time.

The Mongolian army, which is based on the long term, naturally cannot be faster at this time.

But it is obvious that if another year or two, these Mongolians will inevitably conquer the entire European land at ten times faster!

Attacking the heart is the priority. This is. No matter how Catholics play out, how can they be able to resist the role of huge interests and desire for survival?

Frederick had not yet figured out what the Mongols were doing, and another bad news came.

A bishop walked into the temple and said anxiously, "Pope, Your Majesty the Emperor, we just discovered that there were pagans preaching before the church!"

When he heard this news, not to mention Gregor, even Frederick was breathing.

Pagans are seeking death when preaching, but they dare to preach before the church?

Immediately, a group of people rushed out without hesitation, and soon saw the young man firmly held by a group of priest knights, who were shouting loudly at the outside.

"Don't believe the Pope, the Pope is misleading you!"

"What God brings us is love and peace, but the Pope encourages everyone to launch a crusade! The Pope deceived God and cut off everyone's connection with God. The Pope is an apostate!"

"God gave the Pope the scepter to pacify Zoroastrianism, but the Pope hid the scepter because of his greed. He is the sinner of the world!"

Gregor's face changed drastically, and he clearly felt that the knights' gazes when they looked at him became strange.

And the young man was still shouting, "The wealth of the world has been handed over to everyone by God. As long as we can conquer the world with love, everything is ours! It was the Pope who launched wars again and again for his own interests, and it was him who swallowed everyone's wealth!"

"Is this a pagan?" Frederick sneered, "How do I think that in his mouth, His Majesty the Pope is a pagan?"

How dark Frederick's face was, he shouted angrily at the Apologetic Knight, "Kill him!"

clang!

The sword of the apologist's sword was immediately drawn out and was about to be cut off, but the young man said again, "Don't use a sword! The real messenger of God will not be burned to death by the holy fire, let me go to the stolen rack!"

This is a magical requirement.

However, there was a hint of sneer in Gregor's eyes, "So he is a madman!"

He waved his hand indifferently, "Send him to the stolen rack, I will light the sacred fire with my own hands!"

Gregor's teeth creaked, and his eyes were filled with tyranny.

Soon, the stolen rack was ready, and not long after, countless Catholic church members surrounded the square where the stolen was executed. They were praying with deep doubts in their eyes, but they didn't know what they believed.

The young man looked calm and spat coldly at the Pope, "Bah, apostate, do you dare to try the power of this holy fire with me?"

Master Grey held the torch in his hand and his face was cold, "Reflect on how you should speak under the holy fire. I hope you will not be cut off your tongue after you go to hell!"

After saying that, he threw the torch down, watched the flames burning, and sneered for a while, turned his head casually and spread his arms towards everyone.

"Everyone saw it..." Gregao spoke slowly, wanting to use his words to regain his credibility.

But at this moment, the sequel of exclamations made his mind fall blank.

Gregao slowly turned his head and looked at the boy on the stolen rack. He felt a buzzing sound in his brain, as if he had been hit hard by someone, surprised and speechless.
Chapter completed!