The atmosphere in the king's tent was oppressive and dreary.

The king's personal physician, Lady Grisia, had long since left the king's tent. Summoned in a hurry at this time, there was the king's butler and guardian, Earl of Warwick? Beecham, Lord of the Seals, Michael?**, Commander of the Guards, Gilmi? Hunter and his subordinates, Guards Knights Battalion Commander David and Longbow Battalion Commander Patrick. Chris, the commander of the Royal Knight Battalion, had already led more than half of the Knight Battalion in pursuit, so it was Deputy Commander Damien who came to participate.

Presiding over the meeting was Prince Philip, military adviser to the King.

These are powerful historical or drama characters, but with the exception of Guards Regiment Commander Jilimi and Guards Battalion Commander, the rest of them do not enjoy the bonus of Legion Commander. On the battlefield, their corresponding combat skills are also not activated.

Similar to the plot world of the Great Song Dynasty, due to the restrictions of the underlying rules, the combat power of these people is no different from ordinary white names for the time being, and there will be no special rewards for killing them.

Everyone's expressions were sad, and David of the Guards Knights Battalion was especially angry. Just after counting the results of the battle, more than 30 people were directly killed, more than a dozen people were disabled and permanently lost their combat effectiveness, the number of wounded was the same as the previous two, and it can be said that the Guards Knights Battalion lost one-third of its combat effectiveness in a short period of time.

With such a high percentage of direct kills and cripples, the opponent's crossbowman's attack power is terrifying!

"The crossbow head is one and seven inches long, and the crossbow body is two feet and three inches, and according to calculations, the crossbow body is at least three feet or more long."

Prince Philip held a black crossbow in his hand, and the blood on the arrows was not completely wiped off, which was taken from the deputy commander of the Guards Knights Battalion. The powerful penetration caused the Welsh warrior to be pierced in the thigh, and even if he could recover in the future, it would inevitably cause a permanent loss of combat effectiveness.

"Based on the lethality estimate, the range of this terrifying crossbow bolt from hell should be close to two hundred yards, and it is a flat shot, which is really unimaginable!"

Although the battle had just ended, Prince Philip quickly obtained a complete data analysis, and each data was supported by evidence.

"The range of the Genoese crossbowmen is no more than eighty yards." Philip said one more sentence before closing the paper, adding this sentence to illustrate the horror of this crossbowman.

"A lowly farmer, if he has this weapon in his hands, can easily kill a noble knight!" An enraged David slammed the table hard. His beard was all open, and his expression was full of incredulity, and the fact that a crossbowman was an insult to chivalry was in itself. And if such a powerful crossbow really appears, it will be almost a devastating blow for the melee knight.

In the future, no one will have to practice any swordsmanship, and it is the king to hide in the grass and shoot people's butts with a crossbow arrow.

"We should ban these deadly, God-hated techniques of shooting from being used on Christians and Catholics in the future, and those who violate them should be permanently damned."

Damien, the deputy commander of the Royal Knights' Battalion, recited a familiar passage in a soft voice. This is the original text of the "Prohibition of Crossbows" at the Council of Tralan in 1139, and although crossbow arrows were never actually banned, they were never so powerful.

"It seems to me that these crossbowmen are even slightly more powerful than our British archers, and their attack accuracy is much higher, although our archers have never paid attention to accuracy." The Lord Keeper of the Seals made an inopportune English call, which was met with angry glances from the Commander of the Longbow Battalion, Patrick, and the Guards Camp Davy, who shrugged his shoulders and made a senseless gesture, and then silently retreated.

He was a favorite of Henry VI, and although Henry VI was still young, the majesty of the king could not be offended, and when he retreated behind Henry VI, Patrick and Davy had to withdraw their gaze out of courtesy.

"If it is a longbowman, no one in the Guards battalion will survive." The dignity of the epic class cannot be desecrated, and Prince Philip quickly took over, pointing to the crossbow arrows and saying, "The range of the longbow is far greater than that of these crossbow arrows, reaching nearly three hundred yards. More critically, in terms of the frequency of attacks, the attack speed of this crossbowman is only about one-tenth of that of a longbowman, and under the longbow covering blow, the accuracy itself is meaningless. ”

"However, now that we have taken out the longbowmen for comparison, we have already recognized the value of such crossbowmen." The Earl of Warwick sighed, and then picked up his crossbow and examined it carefully. The iron arrowhead is not delicate, and the crossbow body is even more ordinary wood, so presumably the craftsmanship of the crossbow machine is not too high. In contrast, the longbowman's bow body needs to be made of fine purple wood, and the weight of the arrow is also carefully calculated, and the combat cost of the two cannot be compared.

What's more, the difficulty of training a longbowman and a crossbowman are not a conceptual thing at all.

"Being able to kill the A-rank guard knight who is known for his defense so smoothly, even if he is unprepared, the level of this crossbowman exceeds the level of A-level, at least A+-level." Prince Philip quickly picked up. The identity of the Earl of Warwick is very special, even if he is a prince, he does not dare to underestimate his judgment, this analysis is obviously influenced by the will of the plot world, and the people around him can easily understand what he means.

"It only took more than five minutes for our archers to carry out a low-density rain of arrows within a hundred yards behind those crossbowmen, but they didn't achieve any results, only left some footprints on the ground, and after targeted treatment by the other side, we have no way to tell how many people there are on the other side." Patrick's face was expressionless, and the longbowmen's attacks were not unlimited, and it was common for them to rest for hours after a few minutes of full fire.

"They are well-trained, elite troops, experienced in actual combat and not slow to move." Patrick, who was also a long-range attacker, gave his final assessment, calmly saying, "If it's a head-to-head battle, we can't guarantee no casualties if both sides are prepared; If we had rushed into battle, we would still be able to wipe out our opponents, even double or even triple them, but we would have to suffer casualties from all the attacks of the opponent in the first round. ”

Casualty, this is the word that longbowmen fear the most. There is a limit to the number of young people who can be promoted to longbowmen each year, and for every longbowman who is killed or wounded, he even needs to go to the king to register in person.

So when they heard the news, everyone at the meeting was silent for a while.

"Let's reasonably infer a little good news, such a powerful new class must also have some kind of restriction that we don't know about, at least not too many in number." The Captain of the Guards, Jilimi, who had not spoken, broke the silence and barely squeezed out a smile, pretending to be light-hearted.

His words are not without reason. If there really has always been this kind of elite troops that have reached A+ level or above, it is impossible for the British army's current intelligence network to be unaware, and now that the royal guard knights have pursued it, no matter how fast these crossbowmen are, it will never be compared with the cavalry, and the secrets hidden in them will naturally have a result at that time.

In terms of time, the Royal Knights' Battalion should have caught up with the enemy no matter what, even if the opponent was very difficult to attack, there should be a message back at this time. After all, compared with the rest of the troops, the strong mobility of the cavalry is a huge advantage in field battles, and the Royal Guards Knight is the leader in the cavalry who has reached the A+ level.

Sure enough, in the midst of Gillimi's determined smile, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves outside the tent at this time, and then like a gust of wind, a knight rolled open the door of the tent. The two knights of the guard were unable to stop him, and the knight, covered in blood and with an arrow stuck in his back, knelt on the ground.

In the eyes of everyone's incomparably surprised, a word of despair came out of the mouth of such a knight spitting black blood.

"Chris, the commander of the Royal Knight Battalion, led the pursuing knights to encounter a strong opponent and died!"

PS: Don't die, the last three watches, the ones that fell down are scheduled to start growing today.