The fleeing French army was like a wave after hitting the reef, turning into scattered splashes and loose foam, like scattered pearls, scattered across the plain.

"It's the British cavalry!" At the end of the sparse French retreat line, a group of red (shēn) shadows suddenly appeared in the gap. The soldiers at the back of a few (shēn) places felt the tremor coming from the ground, looked back in surprise, and immediately felt that their souls were scattered, and they only hated that they couldn't fly, how could they fall behind like this!

Hundreds of Scottish dragoons, wielding sabers, poured out from the gap and the gate of the fortress, and with the momentum of the downhill slope, they were about to catch the "tail" of the French rout!

"It's up to you, Hanschel!" Napoleon put away his binoculars and said to Han Xing, who was in sharp armor. They had long been prepared to lead their own rout, and it was expected that this situation might occur.

"Don't worry, it's on my (shēn)!" Han Xing clenched his fist and patted (xiōng) breast. With a bang, he pulled out the broken heart on his waist, and rushed up against the British army with hundreds of French cavalry under his command as soon as he clamped the horse's belly.

The French cavalry led by Han Xing turned into a blue torrent in a glaive formation and rushed straight towards the British cavalry, and when their own defeated soldiers saw Han Xing leading the cavalry to come to support, they spontaneously stopped, took off their hats and waved their gratitude to Han Xing and the others.

"Charge! Long live France! Long live the revolution! At this time, the French cavalry and the British cavalry were only a hundred meters apart, and both sides began to charge, and the two torrents, one blue and one red, were about to start a collision of blood and sword. Han Xing could even clearly see a mouthful of yellow teeth in the mouth of the other side's Scottish dragoon.

The distance between the two sides gradually shortened, and eventually, the two torrents officially collided, and the sound of shouting and killing, the sound of swords and soldiers (ròu) and the neighing of war horses were heard.

Han Xing stabbed his sword through the lower left side of a Scottish light cavalry on the opposite side, who looked to be in his mid-thirties, in his prime, and looked shrewd and capable, a battle-hardened veteran. However, when the broken heart stabbed him in the lower abdomen, a trace of surprise flashed on his face, and the saber in his hand also slashed at Han Xing (shēn), but unfortunately there was a metallic sound.

The blade sliced through Han Yuki's (xiōng) mouth, sliding through the hussar uniform he wore outside, the crack shining with a metallic sheen.

That's right, Han Xing cheated! He wore Robert's Guardian Plate Armor, in fact, Robert's Guardian Plate Armor has the genus [Light] (xìng), which will not hinder the movement of people and horses, but considering the popularity of muskets in this era, even the strongest armor does not want to resist bullets, so Han Xing did not dare to wear it in the past! However, this time, it was completely against the opponent's cavalry, and the cavalry only had swords, but it could not hurt Han Xing in the slightest.

What the poor Scottish dragoon didn't know was that even if Han Xing stood and let him cut, the saber in his hand didn't want to leave even a shallow scratch on Han Xing! The saber is not a weapon against armor, it can only be used to deal with enemies who are not armored, if you want to hurt Han Xing, you have to use the stabbing method to break the surface, and you have to use a sword!

After that, the problem is simple, Han Xing single-handedly killed the enemy army, almost one enemy with a sword, this is simply crushing! The weapons of these Scottish dragoons could not pose a threat to Han Xing at all, and they could not survive a round under Han Xing's attack.

After all, they don't have shields, do they? The weapon in their hands is not the Valyrian steel sword - the opponent of the broken heart will be cut off with only one sword, and the second sword can kill them! Han Xing seems to be a full-level player who has entered the novice village, and it is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables to chop Scottish dragoons, with Han Xing's humanoid tank, he takes the lead, (shēn) the first soldier, the morale of the French cavalry is greatly boosted, and the British cavalry suddenly falls into decline.

Han Xing's divine armor was invincible, and he alone killed dozens of British soldiers, until an area in front of him was emptied, and countless war horses screamed and arched their noses at the motionless body of their master on the ground.

"Retreat, retreat!" The commander of the British dragoons hurriedly ordered, and as he spoke, he returned to his horse with a few guards and planned to run back.

It's a pity that he forgot an important question: it's easy to go downhill, but it's hard to go uphill!

When their horses came to the hillside under the fortress of Little Gibraltar, their speed slowed down slowly, but Han Xing had already chased after them as if they were flying with lightning. Qidian is not an ordinary war horse, but a super "sweat and blood BMW" that adapts to (xìng)!

"Don't leave if you come!" Han Xing's voice sounded like an urn because of the armor, and coupled with the blood that splashed on him (shēn) from the slaughter of the British Scottish dragoons just now, it looked like a demon god from hell.

The fleeing dragoon commander glanced back at Han Xing, frightened, his face was colorless, and he desperately urged the war horse under his crotch, trying to distance himself, but unfortunately he was now uphill, but he couldn't make the war horse faster even if he tried to solve the number (shēn).

Han Xing caught up with the dragoon commander little by little, came to his side and back with a cruel smile, and swung a sword towards his back, the blade of the sword brought a burst of blood mist, a deep wound appeared on his back, and his corpse fell down the weak horse, and rolled down the hillside with a grunt.

With the commander killed by Han Xing, this cavalry unit completely collapsed, but they (shēn) were on the plain, there was no escape, there was no way to hide, and in the end they were almost completely wiped out, and only a few dozen acquaintances chose to raise their hands and surrender and become prisoners.

Han Xing's troops returned victorious and annihilated the enemy, which can be said to be in the eyes of the French army that has restarted its formation! Therefore, when Han Xing's troops came back with the captives and captured war horses, they were greeted by earth-shattering cheers and applause.

Han Xing took off his helmet and waved to the French soldiers, as if he was a victorious general. He was greeted by Napoleon's appreciative gaze, and after this battle, Han Xing and Napoleon had become the saviors of the Toulon Ping rebels, and their prestige reached incomparable heights.

"General Dopp, we must organize an attack again!" Napoleon said helplessly to General Dopp, who was sitting on the grass, with his back to the sky, his eyes misty, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Dead, Charlie dead! He's dead! General Dopp seemed to be greatly stimulated, tears glinted in the corners of his eyes, and he repeated the sentence numbly. Apparently, it was the name of his lieutenant and close friend.

"Your Excellency, General! We've got to organize a second attack! Napoleon had no choice but to repeat it again.

"Ah~huh~" General Dopp said perfunctorily in a daze, and it took about three seconds before he regained his senses, his eyes were full of sadness and heartbreak, and he could no longer live up to his self-righteousness and (chūn) smugness, "Whatever you want! Just do what you want! He said to Napoleon gloomily. Then his gaze was fixed on the sky again, sometimes crying, sometimes giggling, apparently caught in the memories and unable to extricate himself.

"Soldiers, do you believe me?" After receiving his approval, Napoleon came to a small slope and addressed the newly defeated French soldiers.

"Napoleon! Napoleon! Long live Major Bonaparte! The soldiers told Napoleon the answer with cheers.

"There, look there! Many of our comrades fell there! Napoleon pointed to the small Gibraltar fortress road in the distance. As if remembering something terrible (qíng), the French soldiers shuddered in unison.

"Soldiers, I know you have suffered a lot in this war! The British have fortresses, and we don't! So we failed, but only temporarily! We are brave and fearless citizens of France! We have overthrown the king, we have overthrown tyranny, and nothing can stop us! The walls of the Bastille will not work! This little fortress is no good either! Napoleon encouraged the soldiers in the audience.

With Napoleon's speech, the gloom caused by defeat and casualties began to decrease in the eyes of the French soldiers, replaced by the anger of revenge and the color of hope of (rè)earnest, and Napoleon used his personal charm to rekindle the fire in the hearts of the French soldiers! That's the charm of Napoleon!

Napoleon first divided the artillery into two parts, half of which was suppressed (xìng) fire, and the other half began to march with the large force towards the fortress of Little Gibraltar.

This time, the French army came in an orderly manner, and Napoleon seemed to give new life to the French army, and to put it bluntly, he was the soul leader that the French army needed! Upon approaching, the French artillery began to fire at the British (shè) in the gap, and gradually shelled to widen the gap.

It was only when the British army inside was crushed by the artillery (shè) that Napoleon ordered an infantry regiment to begin marching into the fortress of Little Gibraltar! As Napoleon said, the cannon is the god of war! With the help of artillery fire, the French army stormed the fortress with an unprecedented record of zero casualties, and groups of infantry began to enter the fortress in an orderly manner, and climbed to the top of the city, easily annihilating the British artillery units and seizing control of the city walls.

The British army in the fortress was only a little more than 4,000 people, and they were defeated by the French army at the head of the city who occupied the high ground in turns.

This may be the first time that Napoleon commanded a large army of 10,000 people, but this is only the beginning, under Napoleon's leadership, the French army will also step through the mountains, snowy deserts, and break through the walls of cities and fortresses. Under his leadership, the French army will be invincible, become a true European legend, and go to true glory!