Most of the French troops were ready under the protection of shields, but the girl stood at the front of the team holding only a military flag and a long sword.
Being "unprepared", she naturally became the target of public criticism--literally--there must have been more than a hundred soldiers in the British army who took the head of this girl. People took aim.
This girl's head was used to shoot arrows, and the arrows were less of a threat to other French soldiers!
The catapults on the city wall are also being prepared, but the accuracy of the catapults will inevitably decrease on such dark and windy nights. The wind and rain also prevent the stones on the catapults from igniting smoothly. Even if they can be thrown, these stones will only
It uses weight to kill the enemy, and it cannot have the effect of igniting the French army in large pieces.
The first wave of arrows came. The crazy arrows could ravage the girl and make countless holes in her body. However, the girl didn't take it seriously. She raised her long sword and waved the military flag, and in the first wave of arrows
Block before it comes.
That was originally impossible. But the girl had a superhuman reaction. Not only the long sword in her hand, but also the flying military flag became the most powerful and effective weapon in the girl's hand. She only relied on her sword and her military flag.
, she blocked the oncoming iron arrows one by one. With just a few light steps, she dodged the dense rain of arrows that was almost impossible to dodge!
The British soldiers guarding the city must have never seen such a powerful skill of the saint, so it is normal for them to be frightened. The French army is not surprised because their saint is possessed by a god and can
It’s impossible for humans!
After the first wave of arrow rain passed, there was a moment of pause. Not only because the soldiers had just finished shooting a wave of arrows and had not had time to re-string their bows; it was also because the British soldiers were really frightened!
"Now!" the girl suddenly shouted after dodging the wave of bows and arrows.
The soldiers shouted together. They suddenly rushed out from behind the shield formation and a group of eight strong men. They held a huge and heavy battering ram and sprinted towards the city gate! The battering ram itself was made of steel heads.
There are wheels for additional support, but it is made extra heavy, so more people are needed to push it forward. When the battering ram pushed by eight strong men hits the door, it will cause a powerful impact.
They are going to use this kind of impact to break down the city gate of Turiel!
Boom! The heavy hammer hit the equally thick and huge steel city gate, and the sound was deafening!
But that damn city gate actually withstood the impact. It only moved half a minute, and even a thin child couldn't get through the hole it opened!
"Hoo ho, stupid French guys, do you think that a siege ram of this level can defeat our city gate?" The British commander sneered: "Fire arrows! What are you doing in a daze? Shoot them like hedgehogs."
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The group of British soldiers who were originally in a daze took action again and fired another wave of bows and arrows.
"Hmph." The girl saw that the first siege had little effect, but she did not show any impatience. She snorted and rushed to cover the retreating siege ram operators. The eight strong men needed to control the attack.
The battering ram is pushed back to a certain distance before it can sprint again, using acceleration and the mass inertia of the battering ram itself to hit the door. During this process, they are the most vulnerable to attack and can only be guarded by the girl.
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Joan of Arc almost tried her best this time. She rushed to block the group of battering ram operators, waving her sword and military flag to block the rain of arrows. Because behind her was the person she wanted to protect, and she didn't
The choice of dodging arrows requires blocking all the arrows. Hundreds of arrows were bounced under her sword and military flag. Few of them were able to break through her defense, but they landed in the girl's arms.
The armor cannot penetrate her armor and cause substantial damage to her.
but------
"Huh." A black figure on the city wall smiled coldly and fired a black arrow.
Stab! Joan of Arc, who seemed to be protected by divine power and had never been harmed in the battle so far, not only did not notice this cold arrow, she was also unable to block or dodge it. The arrow shot straight at her, almost
She only noticed it when it was about to pierce through her chest. She moved her body in shock, and the arrow just hit her shoulder, barely missing the sword's heart!
"Ugh...!" The girl frowned and said nothing. She looked up at the strange shadow on the city wall that was sending out cold arrows.
That is definitely not a son of man. A son of man cannot hurt the current Iron Maiden. It is something other than a human being, something that has fallen into the devil's path.
"Huh." However, the girl was not surprised, nor did she panic because of the arrow in her shoulder. She smiled coldly and pulled the arrow away from her shoulder. Although the situation went a little wrong, her plan did not fail.
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＂杀啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊!!＂------城堡两边突然响起了法军的战吼.
"What?!" The British commander was shocked.
Using a battering ram to attack the city from the front is just a pretense. The real goal of the French army is to take advantage of the dark and windy weather this month to send two siege teams across the moat and launch a surprise attack from both sides of the castle! When everyone
The British army's attention was focused on Joan of Arc, and when they tried to block her with a rain of arrows, the main force of the French army had actually set up a siege ladder and was climbing up crazily!
Before the British soldiers holding bows and arrows on the city wall had time to put down their bows and arrows and switch to melee weapons, the first knight to rush onto the city wall swung his sword and chopped off the heads of dozens of British soldiers!
"Defend! Hold the city wall!" the British commander shouted loudly while drawing his sword.
At this moment, the British army no longer had the energy to deal with the French army on the stone bridge in front. They had to stop shooting and engage in hand-to-hand combat with the invading French army on the top of the city wall!
Boom! However, the huge impact once again shook Turiel Castle. The strategy of the battering ram was not just a false pretense. Joan of Arc also planned to break through the city gate from the front! The big men raised the battering ram for the first time.
After two and three consecutive slams, the city gate was finally knocked open!
"Attack! Rush in!!" The Iron Maiden bandaged the wound on her shoulder while holding high the military flag and shouting: "Tonight is when Fort Turiel falls! God bless France!"
The real battle began. The French army poured into the castle, while the British army was caught off guard and now began to resist in panic. Despite the absolute numerical advantage, the British army still suffered a huge loss in morale.
At this time, facing the few hundred French troops who had just poured into the city, they were retreating steadily!
"Sir, what should we do now?" The British commander turned to look at the man in black next to him as if asking for help.
"Retreat to the dungeon. In the dungeon, we will meet these French guys again." The man in black was the guy who just shot the saint with a cold arrow. This man's face was extremely pale, appearing under the moonlight.
It gives off a cold and weird atmosphere like the dead.
"Understood." The British commander summoned his cronies and shouted: "Retreat into the dungeon through the secret passage! Lock all the secret doors! Don't let the French enter the dungeon!"
"Retreating?" The girl who had just rushed into Turiel Castle and was leading a group of French soldiers was a little surprised when she saw the British army retreating.
"Why retreat deeper into the castle?" The knight beside the girl, Demes, couldn't help but wonder: "The gate has been lost. Shouldn't these cowards escape through the back door of the castle as usual? Retreat to the dungeon.
What's going on here waiting to die?"
"We will figure it out eventually." The girl hummed: "Gather the most elite troops and prepare to attack the dungeon!"
At the same time, in the French army's camp.
"What? You want to see the Saint?" Duke Alencon looked at the two visiting strangers curiously.
One of them is a real stranger, the Duke of Alencon has never seen this handsome blond boy; while the other person, although he can be regarded as a stranger, the Duke of Alencon still knows that young man.
He is the famous vampire hunter from the Meyerson Brotherhood. It is natural that the common people do not know Johnny Zuster, a vampire hunter. But the French upper class is inextricably linked to the Meyerson Brotherhood.
How could the Duke of Alençon not have heard of the name of vampire hunter? So even though little Zuster wore a hood and tried his best to hide his identity in the French military camp, the Duke saw through him at a glance.
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"The two nobles have something to see the Saint, and we would be happy to introduce you." Duke Alençon then said. This old man who was over seventy years old still had the same demeanor as before: "But the timing of your coming is really unlucky.
Coincidentally, the Holy Lady has already led the army to capture Turiel Castle in person. If things go well, when the Holy Lady returns in triumph, you can come forward to bless her and celebrate her victory."
"Humph..." Arthur ignored the Duke of Alençon, but looked thoughtfully through the fortifications of the position, looking at the castle opposite that was being ravaged by war. The French army had captured most of the land.
In Lier Fort, the British army retreated steadily and seemed to have retreated to the interior of the castle. The remaining British soldiers who could not escape only ended up being slaughtered. On the gray, dark and stormy night, the shouts on the battlefield were loud.
, as the weapons clashed with each other, the wailing screams of the defeated mixed into a symphony of death.
Then, the holy sword at Arthur's waist began to resonate.
To be more precise, it was the edgeless metal "scabbard" that was making the sound. The light blue light on it became more and more conspicuous. In this French position with harsh lighting conditions and only dim kerosene lamps, it became
Extraordinarily eye-catching.
"Inside." Arthur suddenly interrupted everyone's conversation and pressed his holy sword with his hand.
"What?" Little Zuster was a little surprised.
"Inhuman things." Arthur had already understood the meaning of the shining blade. He said calmly: "Demons. Vampires. I'm afraid they are still at the level of true ancestors. They are inside Turiel Castle."