The bell tower that suddenly rang made a heavy and exaggerated sound. It seemed that this was originally an old bell tower that was about to be demolished, and it was used as an alarm sound.
Upon hearing this, Bordeaux's followers raised their heads together, knowing that the enemy was coming.
In the rush, Matthew did not forget to put the watermelon rind on the table to prevent anyone from stepping on it and slipping.
Yagi Xuesai did not expect that the enemy would come so quickly. The current servants on the Chaldean side are Martha, Alexander, Caesar, Leonidas, Arash, plus the duo of Yagi Mashu. The other helpers are
Joan of Arc, Giorgios, Mozart and Kiyohime.
Looking at the dark group of flying dragons in the distance, Yagi Xuezai sighed regretfully: It would be better if Siegfried was still here.
This number of flying dragons can be dealt with with just one shot of his Noble Phantasm.
"Fujimaru! Go and get in touch with Chaldea. Anyone can bring Siegfried over!"
Yagi Sessai shouted to Fujimaru Ritsuka, loudly and seriously, and Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded numbly. Although he did not understand the current situation, at least he knew what he should do.
"Your Majesty Arash, Mashu, and Fujimaru's safety are in your hands."
"Well, leave it to us."
Arash gave him a handsome smile. As a servant, he was not very conspicuous, but as a companion, he was extremely reliable.
With his super long shooting distance, as long as he is still here, he can kill the flying dragon no matter where it is. It doesn't matter where it is.
After arranging for the two of them, Yagi Xuezai rushed out with his sword in hand.
Sure enough, in the east of Bordeaux, the dark sea demon army also rushed forward. The flying dragon army in the sky took the lead. The speed difference between the two armies was so large that it was ridiculous.
Between these two speeds, several black figures were rushing over.
From this point of view, the commander this time is no better than Vlad III.
In a war, it is difficult to combine troops with such different speeds.
Even if they want to be combined, the two must coordinate their speed with each other.
Therefore, when Vlad III took command, he always chose the flying dragon, and left all the sea demons outside to fend for themselves. The low-intelligent sea demons seemed to regard the Black Knight as their master, so they followed him
Crazy action.
But this time, the commander-in-chief didn’t think about anything at all. He probably just thought: The more soldiers the better, right? That’s it.
"Oh, it's a dragon! Very good! I have never fought against a dragon before! Those muscles are very good! Compared with me, who is stronger?!"
The one who made such a sound of eagerness was naturally the fighting madman Leonidas. The warrior holding a gun and shield wore a red cloak and a golden helmet, and his fighting spirit was burning like a flame...
No, no, no, this is not a metaphor, it is really burning!
"Oh, you are indeed the king of Sparta. I really prefer fighting to solve problems than strategy. But this is just right. I leave it to you to mobilize before the war."
As he said this, the chubby Caesar wiped the sweat from his forehead with a fancy handkerchief, looking as if he had just performed some strenuous physical exercise.
He came over here, looked around, locked on Yagi Xuezhai, and came over and said: "Ah, isn't this Yagi-kun? I'm not a very powerful Saber anyway, so I'm going back to Chaldea to replace Siegfried.
Come here, if the enemy is a dragon, he will be much easier to use than me, right??"
Caesar looked like he didn't want to work.
To be honest, this is what a military strategist should look like! He hides in a safe place and formulates tactics and strategies. If the enemy really attacks, he will definitely be the first one to escape and save his life.
A king like Alexander who took the lead, Caesar is worthy of respect but not sensitive.
As a Roman consul, he had no interest in participating in the battle himself.
Anyway, he had already exchanged views with Alexander, and he had done everything he should do. This was just right.
Yagi was helpless, shook his head, and asked him to go find Fujimaru Ritsuka. Indeed, a Caesar who has no fighting spirit is really not as good as an excellent dragon slayer.
"Well, there are so many enemies, oh, it's really exciting. I think of my old enemy Darius again. But these enemies are only comparable in number to Darius's Persian army."
The young king Alexander, holding his chin with one hand, was looking at the enemy troops in front of him with a playful smile. He was riding a tall horse, and he was now in high spirits.
"Sorry, I'm late."
Joan of Arc and Martha were the last to arrive. I don't know what they did. They looked disheveled, and Joan of Arc's hair was messy. It really made people want to think about something they shouldn't.
Martha looked at Yagi's eyes, silently came over and punched him.
Knowing that his eyes betrayed him, Yagi didn't even ask, just rubbed his head silently, not daring to say a word.
The generals are gathered together, and the servants are finally here.
However, just having followers is not enough.
Even Leonidas, who had the most exaggerated difference in combat power among them all, had 300 people accompanying him at Thermopylae.
Where are the French soldiers?
Could it be that I don’t even have the will to fight...
"Report! The soldiers of the Anti-Evil Dragon Alliance have gathered!"
A serious voice rang out, forming a neat square formation, and French soldiers rushed forward carrying white-clad caster-reinforced firearms.
Putting aside their fighting ability, everyone has high morale and piercing eyes, completely different from what they have seen before...
In a word, morale is extremely high...
In a war, the first priority is weapons and equipment, and the second is morale. Troops with high morale can defeat troops with low morale. Sometimes, under certain circumstances, morale can even make up for the gap in weapons and equipment.
It is hard to imagine that the French army could still have such morale after being constantly defeated, encountering monster-like enemies, and facing sudden enemy attacks...
Yagi Xuezai was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of the look Caesar gave him before leaving...
yes……
Isn't this guy... the best at inciting others?
It seems that when I was in Rome before, I could boost the morale of the slave soldiers to a climax with a few words, and then send them to fight...
This person's ability to incite has been upgraded to a servant's skill, which is similar to [mental suggestion] or [hypnosis].
It seems that this is what he said before leaving.
Inciting French soldiers to raise their morale.
Now, all the conditions are in place.
Equipped with magic muskets, the French army has high morale, the wise leader Alexander, and a group of highly capable followers.