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The artillery bombardment at the front, and the infantry at the rear began to attack the city, which was really a disaster for the city of Orleans!

In desperation, enduring the boulder above their heads, the Protestant soldiers, encouraged by the priests, began to bravely show their heads and fight back against the Catholic soldiers who had ascended the city.

For a time, the entire city of Orleans was busy.

Ordinary men and women were constantly carrying stones and hot oil to the walls as auxiliaries.

But the Catholic soldiers under the city walls, with fanatical expressions on their faces, climbed the long ladder under the cover of the boulders, and went up step by step.

Some of them were covered in thin leather armor, burly figures, or holding a small wooden shield, and then rushed upwards desperately, and the indomitable momentum startled the guards.

Most of them, dressed in thin clothes and with thin yellow muscles, trembled and held a long spear that was smooth and smooth, and followed the group of strong soldiers, and climbed the city wall step by step.

At the same time, a few hundred steps away in front of the city gate, a huge, five-person high crash car, a huge siege weapon slowly moved forward.

I saw that there were four wheels wrapped in iron sheets under it, and then a huge wooden pillar was erected on the car, which was waist thick and five meters long.

One of them was sharp and wrapped in iron sheets, and the wood was tied with circles of straw rope, and the middle part was hung by iron chains, on which there was a horizontal railing, and the left and right sides were also fixed in the middle of the thick wooden posts erected on both sides, and there out of thin air.

The sharp side is facing the city gate, and the soldiers in the rear are constantly swaying back and forth, and if the time is not limited, the iron gate cannot resist it.

This huge crash, because it was so simple, was learned by the Europeans from the Ottoman Empire, and by the Arabs from the Mongols, although it was almost useless with the invention of the mortar cannon.

However, the walls of Orleans were constantly being built, and artillery alone was no longer enough to collapse, and the city gates became the only breakthrough, and the crash was on the stage of history again.

Under the impetus of the soldiers, they moved from the uneven ground to the city gate step by step.

In this way, the archers on the city wall saw this great killing weapon, and could no longer care about so many besieging soldiers, so they hurriedly drew their bows and shot them, trying to shoot down the soldiers who were moving, so that the rushing car would become a waste.

However, although the soldiers continued to fall from arrows, a large amount of blood poured out to soak the earth, and a few wails, it did not delay this huge siege weapon in the slightest.

As soon as one fell, two other soldiers were forced to run over and continue to the rushing car, pushing desperately.

Even though arrows continued to rain down around them and overhead, the soldiers were unaffected, and even though their companions continued to fall, they still steadfastly pushed the huge and shocking crash to the gates of Orleans.

And just behind, Duke Guise held a telescope and watched the scales of war tilt towards him, and a smile appeared in the corners of his eyes.

"It seems that it won't be long before the city of Orleans will be back in our hands, and it's a pleasant day!"

Even if you stay in the pergola, but feel the sun's wanton heat, King Navarre and Duke of Vendôme. Morality. Lord Bourbon, he felt that his body was about to evaporate, and there was no joy to speak of.

But the news that the war was about to end did drive away a lot of enthusiasm for him, and he resisted his irritability and said in a gentle voice:

"Indeed, the Huguenots are about to disappear in France, and the heresy in France is about to disappear, and today I am afraid that I will be blessed by the Almighty! Amen! ”

"Amen!" When the devout Catholic Duke of Guise heard this, he also made a prayer gesture, and then looked at the King of Navarre and the Duke of Vendôme, and said viciously:

"From today onwards, on behalf of my Lord, I will severely punish these apostatists, punish these abominable heretics, and only by returning to Hell can they return the light of the world and let the glory of our Lord shine again on France!"

Hearing such a naked declaration of terror, the Duke of Vendôme, who had always been a centrist, gave a cold war, and he looked at the fierce battle ahead, and couldn't help but sigh:

The war at this time, compared to the massacres in the future, I am afraid that it is nothing more than that!

Under the scorching sun, the soldiers on both sides are still engaged in bloody battles.

One side mustered up courage, with religious and material encouragement, red-eyed, repeatedly climbed the city and climbed the walls, and even pushed the crash car with all his might, regardless of casualties, to break through the city that had held them back for many days.

On the defensive side, the Huguenots were more tragic.

The spiritual encouragement of the priests was certainly no match for the material aspects of needless to say, and the reason that sustained them so much without collapsing was the fierce attack of the Catholic Allies.

Even if the generals did not make a big deal of it, they could still understand that the city of Orleans, which had hindered the Catholic Allies for so long, would be slaughtered to vent the desires of the Catholic soldiers.

Most of them are either from the city of Orleans, or they are in the cities and villages near the city of Orleans, and they deeply understand the consequences of the destruction of the city of Orleans.

And the Prince of Condé did not hesitate to publicize it, which made their originally frightened hearts even more afraid.

In this way, the powerful force of fear, as well as the responsibility to protect their families, made them burst out with great power.

Just when the war was tilting in favor of the Catholic allies, the English soldiers on the side were also besieged.

In order to concentrate his forces on the city of Orleans, the Duke of Guise used a large number of civilian forces.

Overnight, around the English camp, large pits and innumerable small potholes were dug one after another, and some traps were arranged.

They also built a knee-high wall to keep them from attacking.

Moreover, the Duke of Guise was not at ease, and still sent more than 2,000 infantry to guard them, or to delay them.

Just to have time to storm the city of Orleans.

Baron George stood high in the camp, squinting his eyes at the large and small potholes in front of him, as well as the few wounded and wailing soldiers in front of him, his face solemn.

If you fill these potholes without regard for the damage, it will take a day, and you have to watch out for the more than 2,000 guards.

In two days, the 3,000 of them may not be able to support the city of Orleans.

"In this case, I am afraid that the Duke of Guise is attacking Orleans at all costs!"

Baron George looked at the city of Orleans in the distance, and thought in a depressed mood.

"So, isn't my trip in vain?"