"Defeated!"

"Defeated!"

Just as Mennowa was about to tear open the scroll at the bottom of the box to fight back, Joel, an old fisherman who had been hiding since the battle began, reappeared.

His body was pitch black and burning, and his face was full of numb black soot, and he was obviously brought a little by Wu Xin's "fireball technique".

This look and his screams are really suitable for shaking the hearts of the army.

"Everyone, run for your life! It's not worth dying here for the delusions of the governors! ”

"Run for your life, don't die in this Black Continent!"

"Let's go home, let's go home."

The soldiers of the First French Republic were the best soldiers of this era.

They have discipline, ideals, and a sense of mission.

But even then, today they are already close to the limit.

It's not that they haven't seen powerful hostile mages, before today, most of the soldiers have seen the so-called "God's Fury" unleashed by Wu Xin, and they have been injured a lot.

Several veterans, even fighting the Austrians, had seen a stronger mage, who was able to extract water from the human body and turn it into a terrifying blood element.

That's how a French general died.

But such spellcasters are only encountered in the great battles that determine the fortune of the country, and even if they do, the probability of ordinary soldiers being attacked by them is extremely small.

Not to mention being attacked several times, most soldiers only have the opportunity to see magic in their lives.

On the battlefield, powerful magic is directed towards the corresponding strong.

Today's situation is too difficult for them.

In a battle of tens of thousands of people, a mage who can throw four or five rounds of "God's Fury" appears, and in a battle of hundreds of people, a mage who can throw four or five "God's Fury" appears. are two completely different things.

Although Wu Xin's aim was extremely poor, he had already killed more than twenty people, and at least half of the remaining more than seventy people were also burned to varying degrees.

Joel's shocking shout was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Finally, the French fled.

They scrambled to exit the estate. Retreat towards the boat on the riverbank.

Although Menuis shouted loudly, it was useless, he had the intention to kill one or two defeated soldiers, but in the end he still did not start.

This time it was not the soldier who was at fault, but him.

Although in terms of the scale of the law and order war, dispatching more than 100 people is a fairly standard method of action.

Led by General Menois himself, it is even more rare and of high standards.

But Menois still has to admit it. The responsibility for this defeat is him, and if he had brought half a company more, it would probably have been different.

Although the French army was embarrassed, such a small number of manpower was still drawn.

If that was the case, Wu Xinbacheng chose to run away directly, and then lurked to find an opportunity to join the British.

Of course, he was also extremely dissatisfied with the reconnaissance work that his colleagues were responsible for, a Bourbon warlock had lurked in Egypt, and they still knew nothing about such a powerful warlock.

"Don't panic, everyone. I can bring everybody back to Cairo. He said as he used the "Level 2 Summoning Technique" to summon two ferocious badgers.

The female ranger also shot repeatedly. Block the pursuit of the enemy.

The Ottoman army was slow to react, and their middle and lower rank officers were much lower in quality than their enemies, and it was good to be able to flee without taking the lead, and they basically had no ability to observe the battlefield.

So until the French disengaged with them, they were still confused about the situation.

Until this point, many people thought that their end was coming.

Why did the enemy suddenly fail?

Most people felt that there were burning and exploding everywhere. For those who are far away, it is only the French caster who keeps casting spells.

The combat power of the casters on both sides has always been dominated by the French side.

After all, the caster on the Ottoman side is the lord and the master, while the caster on the French side is a comrade. It's the revolutionaries.

Besides, they roughly know the strength of their lost dogs, as if there is a master who can perform "acid splashing".

The one who can perform the "wrath of the gods" must be the French.

Most of the Ottoman troops, both Egyptians and Turks, were terrified by the explosion.

They were all worried that the next moment, that terrible fireball would fall on them.

And those who hid in the warehouse were no different from ostriches burying their heads in the sand, huddled in warehouses without a second exit, in fact, waiting to surrender with great fear.

France had a much better reputation than they did in this regard, and there were very few cases of prisoners being put to death.

Napoleon built numerous forts in Egypt, especially along the coastline where the British might have landed.

And he is not satisfied, he is still engaged in infrastructure construction, expanding roads, and shortening the reaction time of the French army, so manpower is always available.

Anyway, being a coolie in Napoleon is no worse than being a caliphate's soldiers, although it is definitely not enough to eat and not warm to wear, but there is no need to work hard after all, right?

This is also another factor in their lack of combat power.

But today, these unfavorable factors have been reversed by Wu Xin.

"Firewalk" provides mobility, "Fireball" provides attack power, and Joel, who has been dormant for a long time, unleashes his final psychic attack.

He almost single-handedly destroyed this encirclement and suppression of Menua.

But he couldn't help with the pursuit.

He also had a fireball technique, but rolled off the grain pile, and the injury in his knee worsened.

Not to mention that he was also severely burned, although it sounded a little bizarre, but Wu Xin's resistance to fire was actually very limited, and his flame absorption ability couldn't even completely absorb a fireball technique.

Of course, he can use his faith to transform his body and make himself completely immune to flames.

Relatively speaking, the cost of this kind of suitable transformation is very low, but Wu Xin has a certain psychological resistance to strengthening his ability to resist fire, and he feels that there is no tactical suddenness.

Anyone who knows even a little bit about his background will give preference to Frozen attacks when dealing with him, and if he can withstand the cold, it will be the real advantage. Of course, the ability of the cold resistance series requires too much strength.

The faith generated by the believers in the port of Tripoli is really insufficient, and it is very difficult to maintain a Kessler head, and this powerful priest has not yet recovered his "core" strength, which is really not the treatment that a loyal minister deserves.

Thinking of this, Wu Xin took a breath and pulled the emotions in the air into his body. Then he found that at this time, he could feel that the power of the flames in his body was growing at a fairly rapid rate, and the whole manor was burning after a few fireballs, and the fear of the French soldiers and the courage of the Ottoman soldiers were all because of the fire.

In these hundreds of people, the power of faith generated in this half hour is almost comparable to the weight of the port of Tripoli, which has a population of tens of thousands, for several days.

However, Wu Xin needs to rest, and his obsidian viper also has to guard himself.

But there are people who are desperate to show their presence.

Villefort, who had been fighting Taiping Fist, was impatient to pursue the enemy at this time.

He cast a "secondary flame blade" on Villefort who ran over, and Wu Xin was very clear about Villefort's performance. But considering that he was a French anyway, Wu Xin didn't embarrass him too much.

Both Cormona and Yara wanted to stay behind to protect Wu Xin, but Wu Xin insisted that they pursue them as well.

"With Muhammad Ali here, I will not be in any danger." Wu Xin was quite sure that there would be a good reward for killing that French general.

Wu Xin's own leg is too painful, otherwise he would definitely have to hunt down and kill that French general, more important than the reward is the impact on the subsequent battle situation, and he has already been mentally prepared for the subsequent development.

Since he makes people think that he is a prince of the Bourbon family. Then Napoleon, once he knew about it, would definitely come to deal with him personally.

This cape of a gold lily on a blue background. The difficulty of the mission has been locked to the extreme, and it also gives him the best chance to change history.

Killing this French general will make the battle much easier to fight later.

On this plane, the death of one elite-level combat power may bring a decisive result.

But Menuis left a dozen men by the Nile to protect their contours, and the soldiers rested for a long time. I also took the time to eat some dry food, and I was in good condition, which was quite difficult to deal with.

Most of the Ottoman army was dazed, and Murad Bey's voice had long been out of voice, and now he didn't know where. Now Wu Xin can only see one Muhammad Ali.

Muhammad Ali was capable of pursuing, but he felt that killing a few enemies was not as good as protecting Wu Xin.

What could be more important than co-opting this powerful and daring warlock?

"I don't need to be treated, give the magic to His Highness Xibo!" He asked his only pastor to give Wu Xin the only one to "treat minor injuries".

Now he also suspects that Wu Xin may be a certain prince of the Bourbon family who is interested in restoration, and only an exiled prince has such a useless spell casting material.

Spell casting is also too rare in this plane.

Although the current Bourbon family's plate is down, but the thousand-year-old royal family, who dares to say that people will definitely die?

It's definitely not wrong to tie up a relationship.

He was right, although the French Revolution had hurt the Bourbon family, there were still decades of thrones behind the Bourbon family.

Wu Xin knew his thoughts, and he couldn't refuse his hospitality after several efforts, and finally let the priest perform magic on him.

Muhammad Ali is by no means confused, but his position dictates that his optimal strategy is different from that of Samsara.

For Wu Xin, of course, it was to kill and wound as many French officers and soldiers as possible, because he knew that the final decisive battle was close at hand.

For Mohammed-Ali, strengthening the relationship and seeking the long-term is the right choice.

Both sides have enough judgment, but they can't exchange information and can't form a joint force.

Wu Xin saw that this Muhammad Ali was determined and had a clear mind, so he could only let go of his thoughts in the end, and instead expressed his gratitude to him: "This time it is really thanks to you, if you hadn't outflanked me in time, I might have been in danger." ”

"Your Highness Xibo, what are you talking about?! If it weren't for your earth-destroying magic, we would have been killed by the French. Muhammad Ali immediately looked disdainful, "This time thanks to you, you are the lifesaver of all of us." ”

He was basically right, except for one thing, that someone else might die. But he certainly could have escaped.

The mage armor on his body has not undergone any real tests, and not many people have been affected by the detachment because of attacking him.

His tactics are to be strong when they are strong, but in fact, he did not exert his combat power today.

Of course, even so, Wu Xin still clearly saw that he was much stronger than Murad Beyi.

Not only Murad Bey, but the entire Egyptian nativist faction was so disappointed in him. Until now, they still don't know what to do.

Murad Beyi may still be in the warehouse and has not been squeezed out, and several other high-ranking Mamluks are like the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, constantly prostrating and praying around Wu Xin, searching their stomachs and searching for words to praise him, but they just refuse to pursue.

Although Wu Xin said a lot of morale-boosting words, he couldn't restore their courage to fight, and in the end he could only look at them helplessly, he was extremely thirsty, and he really couldn't move.

In the end, Colmona and Villefort chased them out. They are basically Turks, of course, most of Turkey is also prostration, even if Wu Xin's charm and achievements make them brave, they are really powerless.

But even Wu Xin, who was extremely unfriendly to the Ottoman Empire, had to admit that the battle just now undoubtedly showed that although the Turks were not as good as the French, they were still a force that dared to fight.

The performance of the Murad Beyi and Mamluk soldiers was simply too poor, and Muhammad Ali and his Turkish soldiers were the strength that Wu Xin had to rely on.

War is, of course, a continuation of politics. However, we should not only stress politics and ignore military affairs, and completely ignore the actual military situation. If you act only according to the grand strategy, you will eventually become a tree without roots.

However, Wu Xin must not allow the Ottoman Empire to profit, which is really difficult.

At this time, Muhammad Ali began to direct the extinguishing of the fire again.

Although the soldiers were tired, they were forced to get up and fetch water, and the Turkish officers whipped the Egyptians on the ground.

And the manor house by the Nile has quite a few cisterns. He could still put out the fire.

His behavior made Wu Xin very embarrassed, and he wanted the fire to continue burning.

An excuse is not hard to find, but it is bound to damage his appeal among the Copts, and the owner of the manor, Joel Sr., has just been burned to death, but his wife and son are still alive. At this time, he was fighting the fire with the remnants of Zhuang Ding.

Wu Xin still used his Coptic identity, and could only watch as the source of his faith began to shrink.

Fortunately, at this time, Murad Bey finally squeezed out of the warehouse, took out the leader's faction, and drove away all the Turks who commanded the Egyptian soldiers to fight the fire: "What are you tossing around? Let the soldiers rest well, we will get out of the manor quickly, the French will come back at any time, we will still continue to move in. ”

This is, of course, an excuse, and after this wave of Menunow's purge is repulsed, it will definitely take time to regroup the troops.

He said that he also remembered Wu Xin, after all, he was such a mainstay, as long as he was not blind, no one could ignore it, and he also consulted Wu Xin's opinion a little: "Brother Xiboxian, do you see if we are like this, this manor will be burned if it is burned, and when we get rid of the French, we will get them a bigger manor, and Feng Qiaom's son will be Mamluk." ”

He said it easy, but it was a blank promise.

And although he was asking Wu Xin's opinion, in fact, his subordinates had dispersed in a hurry and fled directly from the manor.

But this is exactly what Wu Xin wants, of course, Wu Xin will not really open his mouth to support him, just cover his chest, as if he can't stand the smoke.

At this time, Villefort also returned, carrying in his hand the head of a woman, which should have belonged to the female ranger lieutenant, and he was wearing the ranger's leather armor.

"The general ran away, and the equipment of this female ranger has no hints, so she can't take it out of the mission." Villefort was sorry that a piece of leather armor was a good trophy. "It's a good thing to be able to increase agility."

"It's good to be able to use it in this mission, there are other prisoners, and I will torture them later, and learn about the deployment of the French troops." Wu Xin nodded, and the result was quite acceptable.

On the other hand, Villefort had already helped Wu Xin out of the manor.

The fire raged and eventually engulfed everything in the manor, leaving nothing but ashes and charred bones. (To be continued......)