When the army moves, the earth shakes and the mountains shook. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Frisian army of nearly 10,000 surrounded the entire town of Britain like a dark cloud that covered the sky. They took advantage of their numerical superiority to attack from three sides, trying to break through the enemy's fragile defenses in one fell swoop.

The Frithians over there struck with a roaring pace of aggression......

When Char stood on the top of the tower and saw it, he immediately issued an order quickly and accurately.

"--Red alert, First Ring of Defense activated!"

The guards around him immediately ran, waving four blood-red flags on the tower.

"--Red Banner!The Northern Army is ready!!"

There were shouts from the northern defensive line.

"--Red Banner! Prepare for the Yugoslav Army!!"

Shouts were heard from the southern defensive line.

"--The Eastern Army has begun!!," the centurion shouted angrily.

The garrison on the eastern wall also served as the gatekeeper of the town. All the British sword and shield infantry were stationed here, as well as one hundred and fifty archers hidden under the battlements.

The centurion, dressed in red armor, walked briskly past the wall, and at a glance saw the vast enemy force outside the walls. Just by looking at it, the centurion felt his scalp tingle, there were too many of them, and the speed of the movement was simply amazing.

"Archers ready!!" One hundred and fifty archers, under the command of the centurion, each lit the tarpaulin of the arrows, and then drew the attack to the sky at one hundred and thirty degrees. That's just enough distance.

"Put!!"

Buzz~!

Buzz~!

Rockets shot into the sky, trailing long tail flames over the heads of the Phries. Then the unmistakable plunged headlong into the first defensive ring a few tens of meters from the city walls.

The rocket soon ignited the fish-oil-soaked firewood hidden under the cover.

A long corridor of flames rose into the sky.

The large army of the Phries plunged into the flames in three directions.

But what is surprising is that they are too numerous and charge too fiercely. Unexpectedly, with the advantage of numbers, the walls of fire that had just been ignited not long ago were trampled and extinguished!

And what is extremely nonsense is that their pace did not stop there, but rushed over more excitedly!

"-What!?" The Knights of the Round Table, hiding behind the wall, stared at the scene in amazement.

The Fries' attacking momentum like a tiger descending from a mountain, coupled with the trampling of nearly 10,000 people and trampling the power of nature under their feet, really frightened many people.

On the tower, Char watched this scene and twitched the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Sure enough...... Winter still has a great impact on fire attacks. Is it because the temperature is too low that the ignition point is falling, so the maintenance of the flame is not enough?" Char thought to herself.

At this time, the British's offensive was hindered not long after it began, and it really dealt a blow to many people.

But soon new orders appeared on the towers.

"Red and green - inner city battle! Everyone retreats to the second defensive circle! Let's abandon the main walls and let those bastards jump right in!"

Char decisively abandoned the offensive of the First Defensive Circle, and immediately issued an order for all the British soldiers stationed in the "Trap Wall" to retreat to the Second Defensive Ring of the town. At the same time, the troops in the west of the city were ordered to prepare for a lure operation to share the pressure on the north, south and east of the guards.

"Introduce the Sword and Shield troops into the Vanguard Defend 1 position in the 2nd Defensive Circle, and at the same time let the archers enter the 2nd position. Then he ordered the pikemen to enter the tortoise pattern formation and prepare for a hand-to-hand meat grinding. ”

"With another order, all the Knights of the Round Table withdrew from the defensive positions of the walls. Let them follow the sword and shield troops into the second defense ring to fight together. In addition, let all the cavalry of the cavalry unit leave Xicheng and immediately rush to the battlefield, and after attracting the enemy's attention, lead to Xicheng District. Secondly, let the soldiers in Xicheng District prepare for the fire attack. ”

"Then give the order, let Lancelot Qing lead fifteen sword and shield soldiers to the West City, and the command of the battle there will be handed over to her. Then let Bedi Weiqing enter the tortoiseshell array and lead the spear troops. The northern and southern defense areas retreated, they don't need to continue to defend the city wall, and they will also enter the tortoise pattern formation together!"

Char stood on the tower, giving orders one after another.

Although there was an empty air in front of him, a 3D holographic digital map had actually been generated in his mind. And on this map, all the enemy and the enemy are marked, and even the combat units and strength are visible.

This theory, like the library of the times in his mind, is a mental simulation of collecting information and then organizing it.

And Char relied on this way as if he had started the Tianyan mode to mobilize and deploy the entire battle situation.

However, there is also a weakness in that it cannot be updated in real time. Unless Char counts it every time he looks at it, and he has to re-divide the destructive power of his own side according to the difference in class and combat power. This error can only be high, not low, and once the assessment is wrong, and the error of underestimating the combat level of the enemy's troops is very likely to cause a partial collapse of the entire battle situation, or even affect the entire battle situation.

But for now, there is no such risk.

The British Quad Front completely abandoned the defense of the city walls. Soon after they had retreated, the first Phriesans had already reached the bottom of the city walls with homemade ladders.

"Kill it!!Kill all those Britons!!"

As the leader of the Chinese army who stormed the main gate, Kalas is a general with a good sense of awareness. But you can't expect much wisdom from a bloodthirsty barbarian people. Although in normal times, Kalas may have noticed a hint of strangeness, such as why the enemy retreated so quickly, why the attack was not stopped by the enemy on the way, and why he attacked under the city wall so easily.

In fact, these are already in the minds of the Phries, who are frantically climbing the ladder and intending to enter the city to go on a killing spree.

Callas led his 3,000 infantry to capture the walls, and more than 400 Phrysians took the walls and towers in the first place. But because they were taking it so quickly, most of the Phries were still waiting to attack on the periphery.

By this time, many of the Phries, who had been waiting for a long time, had already climbed over the walls and launched an attack on the inner city.

"No, we can't let the Phriesans enter the city first. Otherwise, our trap will be exposed in advance!" Lancelot shouted with a frown.

Lancelot stands under a wooden platform about four meters high and one meter wide. These platforms were built improvised and did not appear to be very stable. However, if it is only used to prop up a platform that is regarded as a high ground, it still doesn't matter to this extent.

One hundred and fifty archers stood on the high platform, including some grenadiers who also carried "incendiary bombs". And underneath these archers is the first position of the so-called Second Defensive Circle.

Position 1 was garrisoned by three hundred sword and shield soldiers, who lined up in six formations to guard the entrance to a tortoiseshell array less than two meters wide that stretched infinitely throughout the town. And this is their second circle of defense.

"Don't worry Lancelot, let's follow the plan. Bedwell said with one hand on Lancelot.

At the same time, Char, who was on the tower in the center of the town, also issued an order.

A red flag and a purple flag appeared on the tower at the same time.

"- Purple Red Flag?"

Lancelot frowned slightly, he had never heard of this order.

But Bedwell, beside him, seemed to understand something, and he silently drew a longbow from his waist. It may come as a surprise that Bedwell was a nomadic poet before becoming a Knight of the Round Table, and that he had developed an excellent archery during his time as a nomadic poet.

Perhaps it was for this reason that Char gave him this somewhat dangerous and overly exciting task.

"Wait, Bedwell, where are you aiming?!"

Lancelot shouted in surprise.

Because at this moment, Bedwell was silently aiming at a certain bulge under the city wall with a lit rocket.

Hidden under the weeds and branches is a black wooden barrel. It is an extremely dangerous and epoch-making superweapon. However, it is a pity that it cannot burst out with greater power after many processings, and this super primitive material that can break the class class can only be used here by this primitive means - black powder.

Bediwell held his bow in both hands and said, "Drake. D. Char said. He was not afraid of any threat in the world, but only the contents of that barrel had the power to destroy the entire world. So when we decide to see this power for ourselves, we must be prepared to the highest degree. ”

"What preparation?!" Lancelot asked, frowning.

At this time, Bediwell had already aimed at the powder keg, and his right hand was slightly loosened.

- Poof, the burning rocket turned into a red light and shadow, and after disappearing in an instant, it was already inserted into the black powder keg at the foot of the city wall in the next second.

Knowing this time, Bedwell finished the last sentence faintly......

"Cover your ears. ”

“............”

Just when Lancelot was still wondering why he was covering his ears.

The next second.

............

The entire battlefield fell silent.

The shouts of the Fries, the sound of the charge.

The nervous and heavy breathing of British soldiers.

The sound of a flame burning......

Char's voice issuing the command......

Bedwell closed her eyes tightly and squatted with her head in her hands......

and Lancelot's demented expression.

It was all covered in a deafening explosion, and a light of the Lord of War that obscured the entire battlefield.

Boom Boom Boom !!

The loud explosion shook the town.

The force of the explosion tore over the entire city wall, blasting a large hole three meters wide. And by the way, it took the lives of more than a hundred Phries, plus a group of Friesians and ...... British. (Mostly scared.) ）

This is a terrifying attack like a creator, and the originally lively battlefield instantly plunges into an eerie silence.

Lancelot was dumbfounded for a long time. Even if he was well-informed, he had to widen his eyes now, looking at the huge gap in the city wall with a bewildered expression.

And it was at this time that Bedwell detonated the powder keg buried in two other places with two consecutive arrows.

The already crumbling city walls suddenly suffered great damage.

The explosive power of the black powder was not to be underestimated, and half of the city wall was blown into the air, and by the way, more than 300 nearby enemies who had climbed the city wall were swept away. And it's the kind where the corpses can't be gathered.

The initial shock and fear did not stop the Phries' yearning for killing.

It was only a few minutes later that the Frisians, who had come back to their senses, fell into a state of complete madness. Not only did they not fear the power of gunpowder, but in this bloody environment where the bombed corpses were all shattered, the brutality and bloodlust in their bones were completely stimulated.

"Hahahahaha, stupid Britons! The Evil God personally helped us open the city walls, and it was very noble that he only took the lives of more than 400 people. Ah, what a great and generous evil god, the little ones follow me along the breach!!!" Calas shouted suddenly.

I have to say that Callas's sudden appearance really shocked most of the Phries. Everyone believed that it was the Evil God who had just stepped in to help them. Suddenly, one by one, they rushed forward with a scream.

"So, the pieces have fallen, what happens next?"

Bedwell put down the bow and arrow in his hand and said slowly, at this time, the three hundred sword and shield men behind him had silently drawn their swords and set up shields to form a phalanx.

"For Britain!for King Arthur!!" roared the centurion.

"Ahh

These warriors loyal to Britain stood shoulder to shoulder, stacking their shields on top of each other. They formed a wall that was difficult to defeat with their modest bodies.

The archers on the wooden platform behind him also drew their arrows and aimed them at the Phries, who were frantically pouring in. Although their palms were nervous at this moment, cold sweat was breaking out, but they still gritted their teeth and persevered.

"Preparation-!!"