That night, under the full mobilization, a large number of serfs who had been accumulated in the early stage were taken to the battlefield, and before the war, Zhao Gao even carried out some agitation work for them, the content was nothing more than "love France", "rob the British king's property equally", and "not go to the battlefield is death", respectively, from the spiritual, material and security of the three necessary survival attributes to launch, as for the role that these low-intelligence serfs can play, that is, there is no time.

In any case, by nightfall, the total number of people surrounding Henry VI's camp on all sides reached an unprecedented number of more than five thousand!

Everyone knows that this is a one-shot deal, and Zhao Gao can no longer find so many cannon fodder to use. At this time, the camp of the British army not far away was as dark as ever, and there was no difference in it, but the dull and oppressive atmosphere also indicated that it was an unusual night.

The moon is dark and the wind is high on the night, when you kill people and set fires!

Under the cover of the bleak night, the ancient monster of war is about to eat people, a situation that both sides have long understood and have been prepared for.

And this is the battle situation that Zhao Gao wants to gamble!

Like Edward III, Zhao Gao also held his chips and walked to the front of the stage!

After all, in the face of the temptation of huge benefits, it is a great thing to be able to hold on to the perseverance of the heart. "Fight, bicycle into motorcycle" this kind of thing, not only gamblers, but everyone has imagined a scene in their hearts, perhaps there is this element in human nature, gambling loss is a big deal to start over, gambling to win the class of life will be completely different.

Especially for Edward III, unlike Zhao Gao's small gambling situation, his realm should be "fight, motorcycle becomes Alto". Because once Joan of Arc can be brought back to the "Land of the Gods", a legendary, even if it is a crippled version, will probably have enough strength to make him into the House of Lords and gain a place in it.

As for losing the bet, it is just a return to the identity of the nobility on the ground. What is lost is only territory and resources, and when the team and ability are still there, these external things can be accumulated step by step sooner or later.

Having tasted the beauty of power, the aristocracy's desire and pursuit of power is far above that of ordinary free people. Just like the blue snake that Zhao Gao knew, in order to be able to return to the glorious nobles, it is not only dignity, but even his life can be pressed on the gambling table!

As for whether Zhao Gao can turn a bicycle into a motorcycle at the moment, it depends on whether his skills are hard enough and whether his technical means are fancy enough.

The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, at least Zhao Gao doesn't need to hide any hole cards now. Zhao Fujin and Fang Jingshu's two followers have naturally entered the battlefield; Li Di and Zhang Yi, a few guards, and several other guards all rushed to the front line; Meng Bu let go, Meng Bu doubted, Meng Bu was careless, and the three sect soldiers led the corresponding troops to attack from three angles; Zhao Gao's own aura of domination was fully opened, and the special effects of the "Song of Righteousness" floated on the bodies of every Sanjin heavy soldier; It was Zhao Gao himself who also stepped into the battlefield.

So in the face of the British camp on standby, the soldiers under Zhao Gao were not surprised. Long before the war, Zhao Gao had already conveyed this situation:

"Prince Philip is probably not a fool, anyone can see the tactics of our tired troops these days, if I were the commander of the British army, now the barracks must be loose on the outside and tight on the inside, just waiting for the enemy to send him to the door."

As soon as he gathered the people, he suppressed the high morale of the crowd. Whether it is Meng Bufang, Meng Budo and Meng Buxian, these three God-chosen warriors are all in a state of eagerness, and the intelligence level given to them by the "Land of the Gods" is no less than that of ordinary plot characters, and they have been doing things such as attacking serf manors for the past two days, which has also suffocated them.

"Because of this, what we have laid out is actually a conspirator, even if Prince Philip knows, he must keep the soldiers on alert at all times, then in three days, their combat effectiveness will inevitably decrease!"

Zhao Fujin then said this passage. In the past three days, the Sanjin heavy soldiers under Zhao Gao were just doing very ordinary things, and the battle was not fierce at all, and the low-intensity battle made the combat state of all the staff adjust to the best. In contrast, if Prince Philip strictly implemented the rules of shift rest, then the combat strength of all the units of the Guards Regiment could barely maintain eighty percent of their peak condition. But if it is really like Zhao Gao said that the initial state of looseness on the outside and tightness on the inside, their combat effectiveness will decline even more if they lack enough rest.

In the current situation, Philip should have chosen the latter.

The former is afraid of surprise attacks, and the latter is afraid of attrition. In fact, no matter how he chooses, Prince Philip only has the wrong answer to choose from, and Zhao Gao, who has the initiative on the battlefield, does not give a question that can be answered at all.

The so-called naked conspiracy is not afraid of the other party's so-called response at all.

The battle began in an instant when the moon was completely dark.

Zhao Gao excitedly clenched his fists at this moment - the first hand should have been right, the plot world did not affect the moonlight, and there was no rain, which can be regarded as a state of not helping each other.

If the moonlight is clear, then the longbowmen will easily distinguish the difference between Wei Wushu and other serfs, and the suspicious plan will be completely ineffective, and Wei Wushu will inevitably face the first round of attacks of the British longbowmen at the first time. This was the worst start Zhao Gao had envisioned - if this was the case, the Hufu cavalry archers and crossbowmen would rush forward, attract the point of attack, and forcibly help the Wei soldiers share the pressure at the cost of huge losses.

If it is pouring rain, then the combat power of the longbowmen will be compressed to the lowest, and I am afraid that it will be difficult for Wei Wushu to have an effective long-range strike in front of him. This is the perfect start, and the next British longbowmen who are close to each other are not to mention how superb their melee ability is, in front of the professional hoplite melee infantry, I am afraid that it is not much different from other weak chicken troops.

At present, the situation is not good or bad, both sides have avoided the most unfavorable factors for themselves, and purely compete for real strength.

At the first moment of simultaneous attack from all directions, the vigilant longbowmen chose to randomly clear a piece of serfs in the first round of attacks, and the rest of the remaining longbowmen who were resting were ready to fight in a short period of time, and responded in a short time: two hundred and forty longbowmen instantly fired two rounds of scattered arrows in the direction of 360 degrees, thus determining the direction of the opponent's main attack.

In such a short time, the most correct plan was responded, and the characteristics of the epic class were undoubtedly revealed.

The message that came back from the darkness quickly gave the longbowmen the answer.

By the time of the third round of attack, the direction pointed by the arrows of the two hundred and forty longbowmen had already been in the direction of the Wei warriors advancing in the dark!

PS: The sincerity of asking for tickets is coming.