PS: The starting point of pit your sister, pit me for two chapters in a row, isn't it fun?

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At this time, the Teddington Bridge is no longer a petty fight, pretending to slash me, I will stab you.

I don't know when it began, the knives on both sides are one point heavier for you to cut, and one point for me to cut hard. The scene gradually became chaotic.

For the Saxons, France is more hated than the British, after all, Britain has always been the object of aggression for them, although it is now planted in the hands of Britain, but the habit of seeing Britain as a weak person still exists.

But this was not the case with France, for which France was the complete opposite of Britain, who invaded them, conquered them, and turned their country into a vassal state of France. So in their hearts, they hated France more than Britain.

The reason why they helped France design Britain before, firstly, was because they wanted to live, anyway, France is also their current country, if they succeed, they can survive after all, at least it is much safer than in the hands of British.

They knew very well what they had done in Britain all these years, and how much the Britons hated and hated them.

The second one is probably unwilling, after all, being defeated by Britain, who has been underestimated and bullied before, no one will be reconciled, so I want to take revenge by the hand of France.

However, after the cordial exchange between you and me, the humiliating memory of the Saxon people who were conquered by France slowly came out, and the friends around them were constantly killed, and the Saxon captives who hated France were even more resentful.

As a result, the original small fight, the trap that lured Britain to the bait, was slowly fired, and under the gradual strengthening of the Saxon captives, the French were also fired.

Originally, they sulked because they were blocked on the bridge by the Saxon captives and couldn't move forward a single step, but they had to listen to the orders of their superiors, but the Saxon captives did not know how to increase their attacks and kill so many people on the French side, how could they not be angry? Of course, there would be other people's relatives and friends in this.

The French army, which could not move because it had been blocked on the bridge for a long time, also began to counterattack because of Clotaire's words.

At first, it was because of the explanation of the superiors that they could not kill the Saxons, and they held a breath of anger in their hearts, but now with the orders of their superiors, what else do they need to take into account?

Allies?

And just after France began to exert its strength, the Saxons really couldn't do it, after all, no matter what, the number of people in France far surpassed them, even if they added Britain behind, even if they had to fight for consumption, they were far from their opponents.

In no way, the Saxons began to retreat, and naturally, the British army in the rear also began to gradually retreat, and France has now completely abandoned the Saxons, anyway, in their hearts, it is the same whether there are Saxons or not, and when they reach the other side, they can completely annihilate Britain.

"Let's get started. Leah said to Gwynaville behind her. Then he said to Soler, "Let the soldiers above the fleet prepare." ”

"Hmm. The two replied at the same time.

Soon, the British fleet moved the logs one by one and threw them down the river.

"Everybody, within ten breaths, all went into the logs. Then Soler's voice was heard.

Gwynaville took her bow, pulled up a rocket, and shot it into the sky. Since there were no other people's arrows at this time, Gwynaville's flaming arrows were so conspicuous at this moment.

The French army took the arrow as an attack, and Clothire and the officials next to him frowned slightly when they saw it, and they were about to say something, but they were attracted by a loud noise.

Turning his head to look over, I don't know when, a huge stone of seven or eight meters appeared on the canyon, which fell straight into the river and cut off the river.

Crotair was puzzled, he didn't think that the other party would do this, but even so, could the river cross the embankment of four or five meters?

In the upper reaches of the battle between the two armies, there is a canyon, the river passes through the canyon, and the stone walls of the canyon on both sides are sandwiched by the river water, leaving a gap that is not too big, about seven or eight meters, compared to this wide river, it is very small, so where the river hits, it can turn up huge waves.

Originally, Crotel didn't care, because the water there was too little for the river, and although it could rush into a big wave, it would not affect them in any way.

Moreover, he had sent special personnel to check the situation of the river embankment before, and found that the water surface was still four or five meters away from the river embankment, and he really couldn't think that this little bit of water in that canyon could spread across the river embankment, and he saw that the British army was also above the river surface, so he relaxed and didn't think about it.

And when the loud noise disappeared, the turbulent river was intercepted, and suddenly there was a huge wave, and the water level instantly soared. Of course, it is still difficult to climb over the embankment of four or five meters.

However, as the waves churned, Crotair looked at the scene in disbelief with horror in his eyes.

Crotaire looked at the surging flood in front of him, with a look of horror in his eyes, and there was no blood on his face, the water that he thought could not cross the embankment actually rushed down Yes, these rivers did not cross the embankment, but they washed the embankment alive.

"Retreat, retreat. Crotair immediately yelled at the officials beside him, who also had bloodless faces. But it was too late.

The moment the embankment was washed away by the water, huge logs flew out of the embankment, and the water in the sky seemed to fall into the sky, swallowing the earth.

"They actually hollowed out the embankment and filled it with logs. Crotaire muttered as he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

Crotair finally understood that the embankment had been hollowed out by the opposing army, and that a hollowed-out embankment looked the same on the outside, but the water was intercepted, and the churning waves hit it, where could it still hold on?

Looking at the river like a giant dragon, Clotaire looked at the barracks ahead, and the British fleet in the distance had already been swallowed up by the flood. Looking at this scene, Crotaire was horrified, could these people really be so ruthless?

But it soon became clear to Crotaire that he was wrong, that the flood had indeed swallowed up the opposing fleet, but in the midst of the tumbling river, round logs had emerged, and these logs had floated on the water, shaking, and were constantly churned by the waves, but they would not be swallowed up by the water.

It turned out that the other side was not logging to build ships at all, but to make these round wooden balls for self-defense.

rumble

The lower stream was cut off by boulders, and the raging flood rushed down the collapsed embankment, and the 150,000 troops brought by Clotaire, one by one, bloodless, began to riot, running frantically towards the shore, and the rebellion retreated, so that the screams continued.

However, where could their speed compare to the speed of the flood, and before they had run far, the flood that covered them completely swallowed them instantly, and the screams continued, but they were soon overwhelmed by the flood.

The soldiers on the Teddington Bridge were because Lea particularly seized the opportunity to wait until all the British troops retreated to the river bank before the river embankment was broken, so although a small number of Saxons still went ashore, the rest and the 50,000 French infantry behind them were completely swallowed up by the insurrection of the river.

Crotair looked at all this with a bloodless face, the 150,000 troops he brought this time were the elite troops of France, which he was ready to capture Britain in one fell swoop, but now there were at least 140,000 troops in the river, if he lost these people, then France would not be qualified to conquer the world for at least ten years.

And no matter what happens in the future, he only has about 10,000 people around him now, and this is still in order for him to stay to protect himself, if he loses the 140,000 troops, when the other party attacks, he will be in danger.

Leah stood on the bank of the river, quietly looking at the tumbling river in front of her, and said to Gwynaville behind her: "The real celebrity is the one who is the real famous man when he talks and laughs, so what am I this time?"