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Just as the generals of the Gallic kingdom were in the big tent, they watched seriously as the military doctor poured black potion on Joan of Arc for the faint. Suddenly there was a cry from outside the tent, which made everyone inside the tent suspicious.

A few seconds later, a herald hurriedly rushed into the big tent, knelt down directly and saluted, and said, "Enlighten the generals, the 400,000 troops of the Beichen Army have left the camp and killed our army's camp. At this time, it was only ten miles away from the main camp of our army.

"What?"

Many of the Gallic generals in the tent, after hearing the news of the soldiers' reports. All of them were shocked, and even a few generals exclaimed loudly.

One of the older generals was the first to react from the panic. Then, the general calmed down before he said: "The Beichen army is coming at this time, what should the generals do?" ”

"What else? I was abused by his mother's Beichen Army for more than half a month a while ago, and the labor and management were fucking enough. Instead of being beaten passively, it is better to fight with the Beichen Army! ”

"Yes, labor and management have had enough! Fight with his dog's Beichen Army! ”

"That's right! Fight! ”

Suddenly, there were bursts of shouting throughout the tent. Most of the generals of Gaul were determined to fight to the death against the Beichen army.

The fifty-year-old general frowned, looked at the shouts of war in the tent, and scolded secretly in his heart!

His mother's, at this time, said strangely loudly. But no matter how ruthless you are, it is impossible for your own 500,000 army to win against the 400,000 elite of the Beichen army.

Maybe you can rely on the walls to resist for a few more days, but if you pull the army out. That's no different from giving away someone's head, it's just a foolish act.

After scolding for a while, the veteran did not speak and expressed his opinion. Instead, he shifted his gaze to Tru and asked, "General Tru, what's wrong with you?" ”

When Tru saw the old general asking himself, he also instantly frowned. Seriously, I also want to go out and fight with the Beichen Army. Even the entire Gallic army generals, not a single one did not want to have a bloody battle with the Beichen army.

However, their own army could not defeat others at all. As a famous general in history, Tru has experienced a lot of wars, but he has no confidence in this time.

"Before the general fainted, he said that I would withdraw to the capital!" Tru suddenly remembered what Joan of Arc said before, and immediately told the generals in the army.

The old general frowned, and then said: "However, now that the Beichen army has come to the city, how can my 500,000 army be withdrawn?" ”

"Old general, I think it's better to fight! Retreat at this time, and the Beichen army will definitely cover up and kill later. At that time, let alone retreating to the capital, it would be good if the army could escape a hundred miles! That's a full 400,000 Beichen Army! ”

A general's words suddenly made the heads of everyone in the tent clear up. Oh, yes! Now the main general is unconscious, and the army is disorganized! It's just that the 400,000 Beichen army is attacking at night at this moment, and it is impossible for the army to withdraw if it wants to! Don't forget, there are still 50,000 iron horsemen in the Beichen army.

There was silence in the tent, and the old general let go of his frowning brow, and a fine light scattered from his eyes.

"Generals, now that the general is unconscious, my old man will take over the command of the general, do you have any opinions?" The old general's eyes were on the bodies of the generals in the tent, and he looked at them one by one.

"The last general will wait for the old general's orders!" The generals in the tent glanced at each other, and then said in unison.

The old general's tiger body was shocked, and he said loudly: "Good! Listen to the generals! The 400,000 troops of the camp outside the city were blocked by Xu Bu, and the village behind the camp was a place of death. The 100,000 troops in the city are also ready, and all the archers are going to the city to support the camp outside the city at any time! ”

"No!"

Just as a veteran of the Gallic army took over Joan of Arc's work and dispatched troops. Yue Fei, the generalissimo of the Beichen Army, was listening to a scout report on the situation at this time.

"Marshal Qiyu, the 400,000 troops of the Gallic State are defending the camp outside the city, and the 100,000 horses are guarding Hachicheng, echoing each other from afar."

Yue Fei listened to the detective's report with a flat face, but Zhang Han beside him frowned. However, after seeing Yue Fei, Zhang Han secretly sighed in his heart: I am worthy of being a top god general, no matter how the world changes, I am as calm as a mountain!

"Marshal, the Gallic State is holding on to the camps and cities, I'm afraid we won't be able to fight!" Zhang Han said.

Yue Fei smiled slightly: "Haha, General Zhang doesn't have to worry, his Gallic army is the best to defend it." ”

When Zhang Han heard this, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and said: "Haha, it seems that the marshal wants to leave all the 500,000 Gallic troops here!" ”

"Presumably, once this battle is over, the whole country of Gaul will be afraid of the marshal! Haha," Li Zhaoliang, who was standing aside, also interjected with a smile.

"Not bad, not bad!" "After this battle, the marshal will be famous all over the world!"

There was a burst of congratulatory voices all around, all of whom praised Yue Fei. However, Generalissimo Yue only smiled at this.

After this battle, it is necessary to become famous yourself. However, do you care about these false names? As for hearing his name, his legs trembled with fright, which was a bit confusing. Even if he defeats Joan of Arc this time, as long as Joan of Arc doesn't die next time, he will definitely fight against himself!

So, this time, my main goal is Joan of Arc. As long as Joan of Arc doesn't die, then in the subsequent battles, the Beichen Army still has to fight tough battles. And now Joan of Arc is leading the army to defend it, which is simply too much to his heart.

If Joan of Arc had escaped, he might have been able to annihilate more than half of the enemy army. If you defend the city, do not lead the army to retreat. Hehe, Ben has prepared a big meal for Joan of Arc!

"Alright, give the order to go down and start attacking!" Yue Fei said casually, and then hurriedly added: "Remember not to fight too hard, if the Gallic army is scared away by you, then it will be in vain!" ”

The generals behind Yue Fei were immediately amused by this sentence, and after a burst of laughter, they all responded in unison: "No! ”

Then, as soon as the military ordered, the catapult and the bed crossbow, which had been waiting for a long time, were launched one by one under the work of the technicians, and the boulders and crossbow arrows were launched.

This time was different, a while ago it was specifically to disgust the Gallic army, so most of the stones used were just small stone bullets. But this time, the army was about to go on the offensive. The companions in front no longer need to kill many enemy soldiers themselves, as long as they can smash the high camps and walls, that is the greatest help.

Five hundred catapults, five hundred boulders in one attack. Boulders swept across the dark night sky and slammed into the Gallic camp with a piercing whistling sound. Not to be outdone, the bed crossbow was also outdone, and eight hundred crossbow arrows instantly popped out of the card slot of the bed crossbow. Passing through the boulders around him, he flew into the camp of the Gallic State.

"Boom, boom!"

A loud bang came from the camp of Gaul, and it was the five hundred boulders launched in the first round, carrying great power, and smashed into the camp. The bolts only made some swishing sounds, which were not heard at all under the earth-shattering sound of the boulder falling to the ground.

If you listen carefully, you may still be able to hear a terrible cry in the midst of this loud noise. This is the scream of the hapless Gallic army, after being hit by boulders and crossbow arrows, before they die.

But these did not make the Beichen army stop their movements, and the boulders were put on the catapult again. A sharp, long-ended crossbow arrow was also placed on the card slot again, and it was tightly taut with animal tendons.

The boulder and crossbow bolts then slid through the sky again and landed in the Gallic camp. Killing and injuring some enemies is not the purpose of the Beichen army, the real purpose is to smash the camp of the Gallic army and the wall of Hachicheng into dozens of gaps. In order to prepare for the future of the Beichen Army's all-round general offensive and make preparations in advance.

The catapult attacked for about thirty rounds before it stopped. At this time, the camp wall of the Gallic Grand Camp could no longer be called a camp wall. The stout wooden stakes were smashed to pieces, and the lookout posts and arrow towers in the camp had long since turned into a pile of broken wood.

The 200,000 elite army of the Beichen Army moved, lined up in a neat line, and the 200,000 army was like an abyss demon. The red armor was like a rolling sea of blood, and with a billowing aura of heavenly evil, it rushed towards the Gallic army camp.

At the same time that Yue Fei led 200,000 elite Beichen troops and 200,000 people, he launched a large-scale attack on the main force of the Gallic army. Ma Chao, who was hundreds of miles away, also started a military operation on his side.

100,000 elite Beichen troops, 100,000 allies Li Cheng army. 200,000 men and horses marched to the four easternmost cities of Gaul.

For this time he led an elite army of 200,000 to conquer Gaul alone, Ma Chao had great confidence.

In the past, he was yin by Joan of Arc's daughter-in-law, and he lost tens of thousands of fine horses in one go, and his own boss was so angry that he chopped off his own brain. But now it's different, Joan of Arc is caught up in the elite of the 600,000 Beichen Army in the south, and he can't take care of himself at all.

Looking at the Gallic army that did not have Joan of Arc's army on this side, within the four cities, the defenders plus one fast were only 50,000 people. Among the more than ten cities after the four cities, there were not many Gallic troops stationed at all.

In this case, if he loses a lot of soldiers, then he really has to kiss himself to thank the world.

The army of 200,000 was divided into four routes, with an average of 50,000 horses per road.

Ma Chao stood on top of the command chariot and looked at the 50,000 Beichen Army Tiger soldiers in front of him. Although his leg has not fully recovered yet, this does not affect his surging blood!

After seeing that the 50,000-strong army was all ready, all kinds of siege weapons were also pushed to the front.

Ma Chao waved the command flag in his hand, and then roared: "The whole army is attacking!" ”