"Your Excellency, you must take heart, now is not the time to be weak!" Cain said anxiously as he observed the enemy's situation, but Joan of Arc still crouched on the wall with her head in her hands and wept. Although her identity is a saint, she is essentially just a sixteen-year-old girl, and the lives of more than a thousand innocent people are too heavy for Joan of Arc at this age.

In the distance, Jill had already engaged the British army completely, and even from such a distance, Cain could still hear the surging shouts of killing like mountains and seas. He now had to take care of Joan of Arc and observe the enemy's situation, and he had no time to give the order to fight.

"Don't be provoked by the British and lose your mind, Jill, our purpose is not to fight them head-on......" Cain muttered.

Except for the crossbowmen who put arrows on the head of the city to suppress them, the rest of the knights have been gathered together under his orders, and if there is any problem on the battlefield outside the city, he will directly lead people out of the city to meet them.

Originally, this task was supposed to be completed by Joan of Arc, but looking at her appearance, she would not be able to recover for a while......

The battle outside the city was bloody and cruel, but the battle inside the city added a strange elegance to this cruelty. Edward, the Black Prince, who had captured the central square, did not stop advancing, and he led his army of vampires to the city gate step by step.

With a soft "poof" sound, the extremely sharp and invincible will easily pierced through the knight's sturdy plate armor, and before the other party could perceive the pain, the sword had already been drawn. The knight's body still kept swinging the sword, but it fell straight from the horse's back as if it had been cast by a witch in some freeze-frame magic, and only after the sound of the heavy object falling to the ground did the wound in the knight's heart spray a huge amount of blood, like a blood-colored fountain that shot straight into the sky.

"This kind of killing is unpleasant. Edward, the Black Prince, revived the long sword in his right hand in disgust, causing the blood stains on it to drip from the blade, "The man's blood is so dirty, you can smell the sour smell through the air." ”

He seemed to be speaking to himself, and he seemed to be speaking to Pinkie behind him. Becky followed Edward the Black Prince in tight-fitting leather armor, the tight armor perfectly outlining her every arc, and she carried two chains in her hands, the tips of which were two sharp spikes a foot long.

The chains in the night were more secret than the viper, and as soon as Becky's hands were raised, two spikes flew into the throats of the knights, the most vulnerable parts of their bodies. The chains behind the spikes wrapped around their necks like pythons, and with a little force they could uproot the entire skull from their necks.

"Rest assured, I will not let myself be displeased with the smell of you. Becky said as she shook the chain in her hand, throwing the wrapped skull and blood on the ground.

Around them, the other vampire soldiers didn't have that attitude. They grinned and ripped the armor off the necks of their knights, then bit their throats with the screams of their prey, hot blood gushing from the knights' veins and flowing into the mouths of these monsters, multiplying their strength and desire......

"Monster...... These guys are monsters!" shouted one of the knights, who panicked, and then turned their horses' heads and fled in the direction they had come. The horses galloped extremely fast, but it was still too slow for those who had stepped into the land of death.

The huge war hammer smashed head-on the knight head-on with a whining sound, and the sturdy plate armor was directly smashed into it under such a violent impact, and the knight on the horse had not had time to see what had attacked him, and the world in front of him had fallen into eternal darkness in a feeling of emptiness.

"I'm sorry, everyone, this is not the way to go. Billy smiled, and then buckled the body stuck on the warhammer, blood mixed with broken internal organs flowing from the mouth of the dead knight, and the smell of fish suddenly filled the air around him, "This guy had a good dinner, he actually vomited so much things." ”

"That's you bastard who beat his entrails into a pulp. A dark golden light flashed around several knights, and then their bodies fell limply to the ground, and the blonde young man swirled the delicate dagger in his hand out of the darkness and said coldly to Billy on the side.

"Hey, you guy, can't you say something nice?" said Billy angrily at the young man, "I don't know why that guy from Sobis went to save you, well, it has nothing to do with me anyway." ”

With that, Billy picked up the hammer and walked towards the knights on the other side, and the young man with short blond hair put away the dagger in his hand, and there was no expression on his face. He still can't understand why Sobis is in front of him, even without the guy's protection, he is confident that he will survive Towell's attack.

"Nosy guy. The young man said lightly.

The team of more than a thousand people, unable to hold out in front of this group of monsters for even ten minutes, turned into a bleeding corpse, and the black prince Edward took out a handkerchief embroidered with a delicate pattern from his bosom and wiped away the blood beads on his face.

"Damn, damn it......" He scolded fiercely while wiping the blood-stained place, and more than 3,000 people stood quietly beside him, and they didn't dare to come out. Any blood other than the blood of women and children will be rejected by Edward the Black Prince, who believes that only the blood of women and children is worthy of his noble status.

"My lord, I have already asked clearly, there are about 10,000 French cavalry left in the city, and most of them are now concentrated near the city gate, what are you going to do next?"

"These things don't matter to Yu, what about the woman named Joan of Arc? Yu wants news of her!" Edward the Black Prince said coldly, his blood-colored eyes glowing a hideous red in the night.

The British had already captured Versailles long ago, and without Joan of Arc, the city would have become a springboard for his domination of France. But now Versailles has not only been recaptured by Joan of Arc, but also defeated his army several times, which has made the Black Prince Edward extremely angry!

"According to the soldiers, Joan of Arc is now above the main gate of Versailles, which is also the most heavily defended place in the entire city......"

"Becky. Black Prince Edward said coldly, "Remember, the defense of a mere human is not qualified to be described as strict in front of Yu, you just need to say where she is, Yu doesn't care about other things." ”

"Yes, sir. Becky said with her head down.

Black Prince Edward turned around, his blood-colored eyes looking in the direction of the city gate: "Attack, bring that damn woman to Yu, as for the life and death of the others, it is up to you to decide!"

"Do as you command!" replied more than 3,000 vampires respectfully in the blood-stained streets.

At the head of the city at the main gate of Versailles, Cain was leaning against a low wall to check the battle in the distance. Under the dark night sky, the land in front of the city gate was completely transformed into a chaotic battlefield. Just a few minutes ago, the continuous rain of arrows suddenly stopped, and after confirming that it was not a plan of the British army, he hurriedly sent 5,000 knights on standby at the city gate to the battlefield for reinforcements.

The sudden halt of the longbowmen's attack only means one thing, and that is that Gil has broken through the defenses of the opposing pikemen!

"This bastard boy actually did it. Cain clung to the somewhat broken wall, and his heart was filled with uncontrollable ecstasy, and after breaking through the blockade of the pikemen, the cavalry slaughtered the longbowmen almost one-sidedly.

After getting the news, Joan of Arc, who was originally in pain, gradually calmed down. She was now holding her flag gun, silently standing beside Cain.

"I'm sorry. Joan of Arc said suddenly.

"What do you say, I don't quite understand. Cain looked at Joan of Arc suspiciously.

"I was supposed to be on the battlefield over there, I'm sorry, but I was too weak. Joan of Arc looked up and looked at Caine with her eyes red from crying.

"You don't have to say that. Cain said lightly, "The battlefield is not a benevolent place, if you are sad for those who died innocently, you might as well think about how to face the enemy in front of you." They are dead, but it is because of the trickery of the enemy, and if you impose this mistake on your own shoulders, it will be too heavy. ”

As he spoke, Cain gently placed his hand on the top of Joan of Arc's head, "Yes, you are our holy lady, but at the same time you are also a sixteen-year-old girl, and such pain should not be borne by you. ”

"But I really can't help but feel sad, if it wasn't for my order, they probably wouldn't have died......"

Caine looked at this so-called holy woman with complicated eyes, and it was only now that he realized that the girl in front of him was so weak: "Lord Joan of Arc, please let go of your burden, from the moment they were driven to the battlefield, life and death were already doomed. We killed half of them by mistake, but at the same time we saved the other half, and that's enough, that's enough. ”

Looking at Cain's sincere eyes, Joan of Arc nodded silently.

"Something's wrong! Something's wrong! The defenses of the central square have been breached!" said a horse that suddenly galloped from a distance, and the knight on the horse howled hysterically as he ran.

In the open space near the city gate, more than a thousand Versailles civilians who survived looked at the rushing knights with blank eyes, and even forgot to flash a passage.

"Get out of the way!" the knight roared and pulled the reins of his horse, trying not to crash into the crowd in front of him, and the horse was dragged to its feet by him, neighing and scratching long marks on the ground.