The royal knight is a knight with a whopping A+ level, and the knight chief Chris is a B-level plot character with extremely rich combat experience, and the knight battalion led by him was completely wiped out, and this news scared everyone alive.

Henry VI, who was already sensible and able to understand, looked at the bloody scout, and cried out in fright.

But now no one had the heart to coax the young king, including his teacher, the Earl of Warwick.

Everyone turned their eyes to Patrick, the commander of the epic class "British Longbowmen", and the meaning in their eyes was self-evident.

I saw Patrick hesitate, first nodded, and then shook his head, the look on his face was shocked and helpless.

The nod is because the longbowman battalion does have the ability to completely annihilate the royal knight battalion. If the opponent is more than 500 yards away and chooses to charge, no knight will survive the rain of arrows.

However, in actual combat, the longbowman is too demanding of the terrain: the opponent is too close to the threat, too far and outside the attack range, and not too far is the ideal range. Moreover, with a class of A+ or above like the Royal Knight Battalion, if they choose to retreat after suffering a deadly attack, even the longbowmen are helpless.

After all, a man's two legs can't outrun a horse's four legs.

After deducting the factor of small probability, being able to completely annihilate the Royal Knight Battalion is not only what the number of soldiers can do, but also not what the preset trap can do, and the other party must have a class that is extremely restrained against the Royal Knight Battalion.

Moreover, this kind of troops, for the royal knight battalion, should have at least one suppression above the big level to be able to achieve this effect.

The Royal Knight Battalion, which was able to suppress the A+ class at a large level, suddenly shuddered in everyone's hearts - Henry VI was not frightened by the bloody scouts at all, as a king, he had already seen a bloodier scene than this. The reason why he was scared to cry was because his intelligence made him understand it.

The commander of the Guards, who had just said something, was also silent in an instant.

Prince Philip immediately called in a deep voice to Ms. Gresia, who had just gone out. The king's personal physician almost never served anyone other than the king, and even had his doctor come to see her when she was sick. However, under Philip's sharp eyes, without saying a word, he began to carefully cut open his clothes to check the injuries on the scout's body.

Because of the excruciating pain, the scout, who had made it there by faith, passed out after saying that.

"It's just a serious injury, it didn't hurt the key parts, and there won't be any sequelae when he wakes up naturally and recuperates for a while." After Gretia finished the examination, he washed his bloody hands in the aluminum basin and said firmly.

Her professionalism is unquestionable.

"We don't have time to wait for him to wake up naturally." Prince Philip said coldly, since she had already called Gresia, she should be able to understand the hidden meaning.

"I have a drug that stimulates his life potential and allows him to wake up in minutes." Gretia was certainly not a fool, and the previous passage was just a reflection of her imperial doctor's work ethic as a doctor, and she knew very well that Prince Philip was not something she could offend.

"Use it now!" Philip gave the order decisively.

"Your will will be carried out." Gretia had already been prepared, stooping down and taking out a packet of white powder from the box he was carrying, and quickly poured him into a thin paste, while another packet of black powder was placed under the scout's fluttering nostrils. After this action, the scout's body, which was still unconscious just now, began to twitch slowly.

"With this drug, the knight will probably not live to be forty, and he will spend the rest of his life coughing incessantly, eventually dying of rotting lungs in agony." Gretia glanced at the crowd lightly, and with a single sentence dispelled their thoughts.

"Give him one of my knightly titles in Wales." Prince Philip was stunned for a moment, and then gave the order, which was quickly written down by the clerk outside the king's tent. Although the scout paid for decades of life and health, he obtained a permanent fief for his family, and if nothing else, two or three generations could steadily enter the ranks of the minor nobles.

Whether this is a blessing or a curse depends on which angle you look at.

Two or three minutes later, the knight woke up and immediately spurted a large mouthful of blood from his lungs. After the mist of blood in the form of a spray dissipated, his eyes returned to clarity, and under Prince Philip's personal questioning, the experience of the knight's camp was restored little by little with the sound of coughing with blood foam.

Before the attack on the Guards Knight Battalion was over, Chris, the Knight Captain of the Royal Knight Battalion, had already gathered more than a dozen cavalry squads, set up a cone-shaped charging formation, and pursued them out at the first time.

Chris, as a B-level plot character, needless to say in terms of ability, can actually see the clues at the speed of summoning, but because of the lack of intelligence work in the early stage, there were some deviations in the direction of the pursuit, and he was unable to bite the opponent at the first time.

When the first wave of knight scouts returned one after another to bring back the news, Chris adjusted the direction of the pursuit again, and sure enough, he found the tail of the opponent's crossbowman, but before he could order the charge, the crossbowman who had formed a crossbow formation attacked with a rain of arrows.

The elite combat qualities of the Royal Knights' Battalion, which belong to the A+ level, are immediately reflected. Just leaping to the side for a distance, the damage caused by this wave of crossbow bolts was negligible, and most of them were unscathed, except for a few unlucky knights.

Both are A+ level, and the Royal Knight and the Korean crossbowman still have a greater advantage in the Royal Knight, at least the initiative to choose the attack is definitely in the hands of the knights. However, the crossbowmen's powerful attack power and long range still pose a serious threat to them, and a rash charge will inevitably bring huge casualties, which is unacceptable to Chris.

Although the royal knights are not as expensive as the longbowmen, they are not easily broken. The combat effectiveness lies in the secondly, the identity of these knights is either the low-level officers who have been gradually promoted in countless battles, and they will be sent out to various places in the future to become the backbone of the local army; Either it is the second generation in each family with a relatively low inheritance order, and the loss is not a big problem, and it is also a trouble for Chris to lose too much.

Chris, who was experienced in combat, immediately made a decision to follow the crossbowmen from a distance to suppress them covertly, and then sent scouts back to the camp to seek reinforcements, besieging the biting crossbowmen from both directions to death.

However, before the scouts could set off, almost the same tactic, another army, also cavalry, had already copied Chris's back route, and together with the crossbowmen, faintly besieged the royal knight camp in the middle.

It was Chris himself who was bitten to death in both directions.

PS: Two changes today.