Robert nodded, and the two of them led the Knights' warriors in a charge. The Knights, who numbered thousands of men under the command of Joan of Arc, were like a giant fox, and they were close to the outnumbered British army.

Although it was an extremely brief contact, it was still splashed with bright red blood and the wails of the enemy, and by the time the British army reacted and wanted to pursue, the Knights had already run from a safe distance......

While Joan of Arc was entangled with the British forces outside the city, the second detachment led by Gilles de Ray also fought fiercely with the English defenders of Versailles.

There were more than 40,000 British troops stationed in Versailles, and less than a third of them went out of the city to meet the enemy, and the remaining 30,000 British troops gathered on the streets of the city, and the torrent of leather armor blocked the city's traffic!

The people of Versailles were dissatisfied with the width of the city's roads, jokingly saying that "the heart of France is full of delicate and fragile veins", but in reality the widest roads of such a large city would seem cramped, but the common people were unaware of this.

Just because the people weren't aware of it didn't mean that Jill wasn't aware of it, and he fought hard in the streets while glad that the city's roads weren't particularly wide.

Cavalry is good at charging in open areas, but that is under the condition of killing the enemy. When the disparity in forces is too large, the first thing to ensure is his own safety, and his task is not to take people and these British Yankees desperately, for them, as long as they are dragged until the Knights of the Guards enter the city safely, they can retreat.

"Bastards, let's go to hell and find my mother......" Jock, the captain of the third detachment, slashed his giant axe diagonally with blood-red eyes, and he gave his safety to the armor on his body, focusing all his attention on charging and killing in the crowd...... If it weren't for the thick heavy armor of his war horse, it is estimated that Jock would have been pierced into a bloody sieve by the British army's axe and gun.

Even so, his armor was covered in scars, and a few feathered arrows even stuck into his body, but Jock seemed to have fallen into madness, oblivious to the pain.

Jock didn't notice the wound, nor did he notice the ground behind him, where two downed British soldiers quietly got up from the ground and slashed him in the neck with their axes and guns as he tangled with the enemy in front of him.

Compared to the plate armor of the rest of the body, the armor on the neck of the knights is the thinnest, because the enemy must be constantly observed on the battlefield, and the neck is often protected by chain mail here. The axe can leave scars on hard plate armor, not to mention the fragile chain mail, and if it can't cut off his head, the sheer force can break Jock's neck bone!

"Calm me down, you guy!" Jill controlled his steed to crash into the attacking two, changing its trajectory before the axe slashed, the axe that should have been slashed around the neck slashed into Jock's shoulder, and the sharp blade sliced half the length of the axe.

One person was directly knocked down by the warhorse, and the other was only bruised, and the surrounding British troops rushed over at once, frantically attacking the injured Jock.

"Damn it. Jill scolded angrily, reaching out and pulling Jock's plate armor to pull him off the horse, and in the next second, more than a dozen axe spears stabbed through the horse's back, and the air flow was filled with a sharp chill.

With the force of the tugging, Jill suddenly jumped from his horse, and his whole body rolled in mid-air and rushed into the enemy group that had no time to react. The axe gun was indeed a powerful weapon, it was better in length and weaker in length, and in the face of Gilles de Ray's close attack, these axes and guns in the hands of the British army became an obstacle.

One by one, the sharp swords slashed through the bodies of the British, cutting off the leather armor and their bones, and even if an attack fell on Jill's body, at such a close distance, the axe and spear that could not fully exert their power could not penetrate the plate armor on his body.

Jock, who had escaped the fall from his horse, also stood up, picked up his big axe and roared and smashed into the enemy group, unlike the axe guns of the British army, the heavy battle axe would break bones and tendons even if it hit the body, not to mention the terrifying giant blade......

"You bastard is really overdone, I won't stop you if you want to die. Taking advantage of Jock's gap in pushing the British out of the way, Jill rolled back to the side of the warhorse.

"I may die, and that is also on the battlefield, this is the highest glory of knights, and Lord Joan of Arc will bless me. Jock said as he climbed onto his horse, "If you're still a man, follow me down this street, and our people can't die in vain." ”

"You don't even know your own mission and dare to teach me a lesson?" Jill said, swinging his sword to block the axe spear that stabbed over, after all, he was holding the sword in one hand, and he couldn't completely block the axe gun, and the blade of the axe grazed the edge of the plate armor, leaving a deep trace, "I press the battle line back, it doesn't matter how far I rush, it doesn't matter if we can occupy the block, it doesn't matter if we can occupy the block, our purpose is to hold back the enemy's forces, drag it down!

Jill was really angry, he didn't plan to go deep at first, according to his plan, as long as he wandered around the central line of defense to attract the attention of the British army, so as to facilitate his own retreat, but Jock directly led his men and horses to charge in one direction, if he hadn't caught up later, this guy would have been surrounded by people.

At this point, there is no way to quarrel.

"Maybe you're right. Jock said with both hands holding the long handles of his tomahawk, gasping violently, his heavy breathing could be heard through his visor, "But have you ever thought about the outcome? ”

"The more people we hold back, the safer Jeanne d'Arc will be, that's what you'd like to see. I'm in danger or Joan of Arc is in danger, I don't need to tell you which one to choose, you know......," Jock said with a smile.

"You're such a crazy bastard. Jill said lightly, "But I don't hate it. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and then each waved the weapon in his hand, and the British army around them was like an endless river and sea, and they were the stubborn stones that stood in the way.

A war horse suddenly ran over from a distance, passed through the battlering crowd, and came directly to Jil's side: "My lord, news has just come from the city that the Knights of the Guards who have come to support us have all entered the city. ”

"These officials have finally come in. Jill snorted, "How's the situation on Joan of Arc's side? We can't retreat if she doesn't leave the fight." ”

"Rest assured, the Knights are the easiest to retreat from in the open, and the situation on your side is a little more dangerous than that of Joan of Arc. ”

"Don't talk about these things that you don't have, you just say if we can retreat!" Jock's temper was already relatively impatient, and in addition, he was injured, and his tone was a little rude.

However, the herald didn't care about this: "As long as Lord Jill thinks it's okay, I can always fire an arrow to tell Joan of Arc to get out of battle, by the way, before coming here, our people found a warehouse where the British army stored supplies, which contained a large amount of food and some arrows, what should I do?"

"Thank you for bringing me such good news. Jill patted the herald on the shoulder, "Let's signal first, after the signal is given, notify our people to retreat, the rear team will change to the front team to break through to the original gap, as for the materials in the warehouse, take all the food away, take as many arrows as you can, and burn all those who can't be taken away, no matter how powerful these British longbowmen are, without arrows is equivalent to a sick lion with claws." ”

While a storehouse of arrows does not incapacitate these longbowmen, the enemy's loss in this case is your own victory!

"Okay, I'll do it. The herald said, and rode in the direction from which he had come.

While they were talking, a new wave of British troops had already pressed over, but at this time Jill didn't care about them anymore: "The rear team becomes the front team, retreat!" The people on both sides pay attention to cover, and I will guard the rear of the team!"

The knights turned around in the small street and advanced in the direction they had come, with Jill and Jock leading their own soldiers behind the ranks as captains of both teams. Although the cavalry can't move faster in a crowded neighborhood, it's still a little faster than the pursuers......

Seeing this, Joan of Arc said to Robert beside him: "The people in the city have begun to retreat, we can't entangle with them anymore, Robert, you go and integrate the team, let's withdraw too." ”

"Yes, Joan of Arc. With that, Robert ran to the end of the line under the cover of his own soldiers.

The British army in the distance also discovered this situation, but they did not know the meaning of the arrows, and while they were stunned, the knights had rushed out of the distance under the leadership of Joan of Arc, this distance, let alone pursuit, even the sharp arrows of the longbowmen may not be able to catch up.

"Damn woman!" the British commander angrily slammed on the city wall, looking at the devastated ground in front of the city gate, he couldn't help but curse angrily, "What the hell is this woman? If it weren't for her, Versailles would still be under our control, and with this as a springboard, our army could even fight all the way to Marseille...... Damn!"

The commander's statement was not unreasonable, the most elite knights of the Guards in France had been defeated by them, let alone those second-rate knights, but what they did not expect was that a team led by a woman would ruin their plans one after another.

Just as the commander was sulking at the head of the city, a herald-like man hurriedly came to him: "My lord, I have information for you. ”

As he spoke, the herald handed a black envelope to the commander.