Henry VI was not lucky, and this misfortune began with his strong and short-lived father.

"O Lord Almighty, you know that my hope has always been, to rebuild the walls of Jerusalem if I live."

These last words of Henry V almost became the nightmare of his life - conquering all of France was his father's goal in life. With him on the throne, it was a wish he had to fulfill, even though he had only been on the throne for nine months!

This misfortune also stemmed from his maternal grandfather, Charles VI. That's right, his mother Catherine was the daughter of Charles VI's own daughter.

According to the Treaty of Troyes, signed after his powerful father, Henry V, defeated his deranged maternal grandfather, Charles VI, Charles VI's son, the crown prince, Charles VII, had no right to inherit, and his son-in-law, Henry V, was the heir to the throne.

Of course, the supervision and implementation of this treaty itself still depends on whose fist is big enough, and the right to speak and the final interpretation has always been the final decision of the strong.

Originally, because of the strength of Henry V, there was no problem with the excessive transfer of power, but God did not fulfill people's wishes, Henry VI was born in December 1421, Henry V died in August 1422, and Charles VI died in October 1422!

When he was nine months old, he succeeded his father as King of England; When he was eleven months old, the English unilaterally declared him to be King of France under the Treaty of Troyes, and his personal will never mattered.

He was not a brilliant child, and even inherited his maternal grandfather's mental illness to some extent, but his mother, Catherine, had her own lover not long after Henry V's death, and even bothered to look at the son. From the age of eight, he had to learn how to handle the complexities of government, even though he was not gifted enough to do even the simplest of them.

Some things are limited to talent, and the harder you work, the more sad you feel.

With the successive victories of the British army on the battlefield, the interests of the various factions were entangled: the appearance of Joan of Arc disrupted the fighting situation on the French battlefield for a time; The disinherited uncle chose to be crowned Charles VII in the holy place of Reims; The posture of Philip, Duke of Burgundy, became wavering; The uncle of the French regent, the Duke of Bedford, is too sick to serve as a councilor, and the uncle of the British regent, the Duke of Gloucester, is a waste!

One can imagine what a heavy burden such a status quo is for a child who takes his father as his ideal goal!

However, since last year, the situation on the battlefield has magically reversed again. The invincible Joan of Arc somehow disappeared from the battlefield; His uncle Charles VII had already sent the peace treaty to him, saying that France was willing to become part of the Anglo-French United Kingdom, and also agreed to spit out all the Paris and other places occupied in the early stage, ceding all the northern part of France centered on Paris to Britain, and keeping only the southern region south of the Loire River - the tone of this letter was amazingly humble, and Charles VII had even taken the initiative to remove his royal title, but continued to manage as a crown prince.

The uncle went to be the crown prince of his nephew, and Charles VII's temperament can be imagined.

In this situation, of course, Duke Philip will not kill himself, and it is said that the document of the oath of allegiance is already on the way to be delivered; As for the two uncles, being seriously ill and stupid did not do nothing, and as Henry VI grew up, they would sooner or later become stumbling blocks on the road to the Prince's government, and it would be better to take advantage of this opportunity to solve them naturally now, rather than have to move them away at that time.

Character is determined by the experience of growing up, especially what happens at key stages of life. The historical Henry VI faced one failure after another and one blow after another, his confidence was crushed to slag and his character was humble and weak; And in this plot world, the continuous success experience has made his character become open and strong, and he even has a little bit of the bearing of an epic historical figure.

If he can completely defeat Charles VII in the next war and completely occupy France, and be crowned emperor under the auspices of the Pope, then it is really possible to cultivate a new epic historical figure after seizing Charles VII's enlightened foundation in this world.

As for the battle that just took place, it was just a small wave on the way.

"Command, every warrior who has won today will be rewarded with a pint of red wine from Burgundy Manor!"

With the order of ten-year-old Henry VI, the entire camp where the royal guards were stationed immediately became lively.

The fruit wine in Europe in the Middle World was very low, the thirst-quenching effect was far greater than the entertainment, and the amount of a pint was even more intoxicating, and it was clear that Henry VI was still proud of the fact that someone taught him how to reward others. This little bit of wine from Duke Philip would be of great use if it could be used to buy the hearts of the guards.

"Aha, Abner, I'll ask you a question." Holding a glass of bright red wine in one hand, one of the Guards knights smirked at the other.

"If you're willing to give me half of this glass of wine." The knight of the guard, known as Abner, apparently found nothing, and naturally took the glass from his hand before patiently finishing his sentence. The Frenchmen were a bit too good when they were charging during the day, and apart from a few sentinels who were guarded in the outermost ring, most of them were over when they were just into battle.

"I'll give you a bite at most, damn it, it's a small bite!" The first melee knight to speak couldn't help but snatch back the red wine, and when he found that only a small half was left, he drank the rest in one gulp, and then licked his lips unwillingly before he continued, "Do you know how to stop a French cavalry on horseback?" ”

Seeing the latter shake his head, the melee knight suddenly laughed, pointed to the outside of the camp and said with a smile: "I think it is probably only necessary for the real horse not to pull the merry-go-round." ”

After saying this, he suddenly felt that he had told a great joke, and the person in front of him named Abner was obviously not a good person to talk to, and he failed to understand the essence of this dry and cold joke.

"It would be nice if there was another wave of people like that." A strange idea popped into his head. A hillbilly with less than a thousand people formed a miscellaneous army, and dared to charge the royal family's guards in a serious manner, what is the difference between this and suicide?

Not to mention the ordinary soldiers, even the two who seemed to be the leaders in that team had already been sent back to the infidel hell after a round of attacks, and the remaining eight hundred strong men could hold out for even a quarter of an hour, and they were all cleared out by a dozen people, and these dozen or so sentries were simply the most ordinary members of the royal guard.

During the entire battle, the casualty rate of the convoy was zero, and the battle was a completely one-sided massacre, without any spectacle.

It was probably Heaven that heard him praying sincerely, and the second wave of attacks came as expected.