"Another vision appeared in the sky. A great red dragon with seven heads and ten horns, and seven crowns on its heads. Its tail dragged a third of the stars in the sky and threw them to the ground. The dragon stood there Before a woman who is about to give birth, he will devour her children after she has given birth." Michael then fights the dragon.
Revelation Chapter 12 Verses 3 and 4.
The roar of the evil dragon suddenly sounded at night, and the originally silent tomb-like environment of Andachi Monastery suddenly boiled. The bells of the monastery kept ringing, indicating that an unexpected accident had occurred. This was the sound of a battle horn. It is also a cry for help.
The evil dragon is coming, the red evil dragon is coming.
The monk on duty at the monastery left a scrawled Latin text in the book of the day, "The dragon is coming, the red dragon is coming to our monastery..."
Bernard, under the orders of the abbot, methodically directed the monks of the monastery. There were more than fifty monks and fifty deacons in the monastery. The deacons of the monastery, armed with weapons and armor, lit the torches of the castle and began an active defense of the monastery.
The monks in the monastery are poor and live a difficult life, but the monastery is rich. Church monasteries in the Middle Ages not only had the power to collect taxes like feudal lords, but also had their own industries and received funding from believers. It might be gold, silver, or land. Even fruits, vegetables, rice and grain were all donated by believers. Mind.
The monks and priests in the monastery lived a life of poverty, but the warehouse was filled with gold and silver coins passed down from ancient times. Maybe they were gold coins left by Emperor Otto, maybe they were from the era of Charlemagne, maybe they were even from before. If necessary, the gold and silver of the Roman Empire and even the Greek era could be made into various coins or silver cakes by melting part of them. Church monasteries had the same coinage rights as secular princes.
It is precisely because churches and monasteries are too rich that in order to avoid the jealousy of secular lords, they are like greedy dragons who only know how to put money into their own lairs and cellars rather than spend it. pin.
The abbot of the monastery does not pay attention to the money of the monastery. In a monastery full of men, since there is no beautiful princess, how can it arouse the interest of the evil dragon? Therefore, he can only defend passively, hoping to drive away the evil dragon.
Even if there is a noble and beautiful princess, it should be in a convent. As long as the evil dragon knows the situation, the evil dragon will naturally leave.
The "smart" Father Bernard has already guessed why the evil dragon wants to attack the monastery. The evil dragon not only likes princesses of noble birth, but also likes gold and silver coins and all kinds of valuable and shiny things.
Spread by the bard Mr. Green, this has become common knowledge to almost everyone.
"Ring the bell, ring the bell, ring the bell as hard as you can. If our monastery is robbed by the dragon, the baron's castle and his territory will not be able to escape the dragon's looting."
Father Bernard directed the monks to ring the big bronze bell of the monastery desperately. This was a moment of life and death for the monastery, because in the eyes of everyone, the evil dragon is an evil existence and a monster that goes against God, so if it falls on If they fell into the hands of feudal lords or orthodox priests, they would obviously have a way to survive, but if they fell into the hands of evil dragons, it was uncertain what would happen to everyone.
In the bard's tales, dragons are never known to accept surrender.
Whether it is for their own lives or for their faith, the priests cannot compromise with the evil dragon.
Even a powerful earl kingdom like the Kingdom of Thorne was unable to fight against the evil dragon. Francis, the brave man who had high hopes, led the dragon-slaying mercenary group and rushed to the street. It was really difficult for the monastery to destroy the evil dragon alone. Therefore, The power of strategy is to delay time.
The red evil dragon fluttered its wings and flew in the sky. The military advantage formed by the castle built on the mountain, which was easy to defend and difficult to attack for most armies, was a huge joke to the evil dragon.
It has a long gray nose, dark red eyes, no feathers or fur, and its whole body is like burning flames. It is like burning lava in the dark night. Its bat-like wings can stir up a strong wind when they flap lightly. , the two eyes are like huge copper bells emitting a faint light, and just staying there for a body of more than ten meters is enough to give people a strong sense of trembling.
"Oh my God, how could there be such a terrible monster in this world."
A deacon looked at the giant dragon in the sky and said in fear. He was extremely pious to God, but this piety was completely useless when facing such a terrifying monster as the dragon. His thighs were shaking and his spirit was panicking. Originally, Holding a javelin and pointing it at the evil dragon, he found that he had lost the ability to move under the dragon's power.
The giant red dragon looked at the tiny humans wearing monk clothes below him with disdain in his eyes. Even the army in armor was easily solved by him, not to mention these tiny humans, even the evil dragon was only ten. Jimmy is a boy among dragons, and he can still treat these humans as little ones.
"Yes, the annoying smell is here."
The evil dragon felt the aura that disgusted him. The thrilling battle a few days ago had ended. For the evil dragon, this was his great victory, whether it was the small army of two hundred people or the The human hero Francis, who deeply disgusted him, eventually died in his flames, leaving no bones behind. However, the gleaming holy sword in the hero's hand still stabbed his indestructible scales and stabbed him. It hurt his body and left blood in his body.
Dragon scales are his strongest defense, no less than the shield of any human master. To him, the scales are like a tortoise shell to a tortoise. Once there is a weapon that breaks his scales and hurts his body, then he cannot Saying you are invincible and safe.
A thousand-mile embankment collapsed in an ant nest. A huge dynasty can be destroyed by an iron nail. For an evil dragon, a incomplete scale will leave weaknesses in his body. According to memory, there have been seniors like this who overturned because of this, and were killed by insignificant humans. Butchered.
The evil dragon took a deep breath, and the energy in his body was accumulating. The magic flame in his body spurted out directly from his mouth. For a moment, the dark sky was suddenly illuminated by red flames, showing bright and hot energy. The moment came, and Father Bernard turned pale.
Although the buildings of the monastery castle are militarily easy to defend and difficult to attack, even when facing a large army, the castle can be used for defense. However, when faced with a flying dragon, the castle's defense is ineffective. In an era before the invention of airplanes, those who have air superiority The evil dragon is simply incomprehensible to the people on the ground. The castle restricts everyone's activities. The flames just fall down, and no one knows how many people will be burned to death.
"May God bless us and may Saint George bless us!"
The abbot took the lead and spoke, waving a huge cross. The cross that was originally worshiped by believers was used like a weapon, and its pure white light shone instantly.
The white light and red flames collided with each other, and only magic could resist magic.
The scorching flame fell, and the temperature was like the sun setting. Sweat flowed from Father Bernard's forehead, face, and all over his body. The sweat of the monks around him even made the clothes wet.
Hot, so hot.
The priest on the side had a red and swollen face. He looked at the flames that were about to fall but never fell. He felt sad. The holy light of the cross blocked the attack of the flames.
But the holy light of the cross dimmed momentarily, and something seemed to be burning in the belly of the evil dragon, glowing brightly.
How despairing!
The evil dragon actually breathed fire again.
