The main gate was breached, a fact beyond doubt. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 As a result, thousands of Phries are crossing the crumbling walls, screaming the clamor of war and slaughtering with blood-thirsty butcher's knives in their hands.

The Phries were convinced that if they engaged in hand-to-hand combat, the brave and fearless Phrysians would destroy the Britons' army like a dead man. They've done this kind of thing once, and they've beaten them badly all at once. Then now that there are more people and more troops, the Britons naturally have no chance of winning.

Generally speaking, the moment the Phrysians crossed the walls, the victory of the war was already decided.

However, they meet Char, who is like a devil who likes to calculate humans.

"--Shoot the arrow!!"

One hundred and fifty British archers on the wooden platform fired a volley of arrows.

The speed of flat fire is faster and more accurate than that of projectile, and the lethality is naturally a little stronger. A single salvo sent the more than twenty Phries, who were at the forefront, to hell. But soon their vacancies were filled by double or even triple the number of Phries.

The Frithians rushed straight with a red glow in their eyes, screaming.

Presumably, with the intention of destroying the enemy's long-range forces first. But it wasn't easy, not to mention that the three hundred sword and shield soldiers and four knights of the Round Table stationed under the tower alone were enough for them. But at this time, Lancelot and Bediwell had already been ordered to go to West City and the other to the Tortoise Pattern Formation to make final preparations.

Replacing Bedwell and Lancelot as commanders here were Graheid, the fifth knight, and Paulas, the seventh.

"The whole army is ready for battle—!!" Grahide was a very capable knight with short blue hair. He wears holy armor and wears a covered iron helmet on his head. From the outside, it looks like a human wrapped in iron sheets, and its body is strong and powerful. And most importantly, he and Bedwell are close friends, and they both have the supreme respect for King Arthur.

The Phriesian saw that the British-looking commander had prepared for hand-to-hand combat, and the soldiers behind him were in the same posture as him. At the moment, the Friesians were even more eager to speed up and run, and the acceleration of the vanguard directly led to the acceleration of the follow-up troops.

The Phries invaded the city with great speed and then pounced on the British army.

The Phries, like a sharp blade, were about to smash the British defenses with a single sword.

However, on the way to charge.

A Phriesian running at the head of the race stepped on the softly ground, and then heard only a "snap" sound. The fragile branches hidden under the sand could barely support the weight of a grown man.

It was dark in front of him, and the Frithians fell headlong into the trap on the spot. The trench, which is four meters deep and five meters wide, is already filled with sharp spear heads and branches soaked in fish oil. As a result, the Friesian fell into it on the spot, and then the next second he was pierced through his head and body by numerous spikes, killing him instantly.

The rows of Phries in front of him were all unprepared.

In the blink of an eye, more than sixty enemies were killed. And more of the Friesians continued to charge ferociously at this moment, completely unaware of what was happening in front of them.

But not everyone is a fool, and some of the Phriesians have sensed that something is wrong with the troops at the front.

Almost subconsciously, they slowed down, and then slowly approached the edge of the trap.

When they saw the huge crater trap that surrounded almost the entire town, and the hundreds of compatriots who had died in the trap, they felt a tingling in their scalps on the spot.

"Oh no! There is a trap ......!"

There was a bang, and before the Friesian who had spotted the trap could shout, he was rammed headlong into the trap by the large force that arrived next. As a result, he knelt before he even had time to say his last words......

Unprepared, the troops of the Phries were trapped by Charyan's frenzied trap and killed three or four hundred men in one go. In the blink of an eye, the entire pit was filled with corpses.

Having said that, it was still a little short of enough to completely fill it, and by this time, the Friesians had already discovered the existence of the pit and did not dare to charge casually.

Soon the Friesians came up with a solution, that is, to move the ladder outside the city and kill it directly by stepping on the ladder!

At about the same time, the Phriesians outside the city gate had brought three ladders and placed them from one end of the trap to the other. Then the Phries attacked again, and the more than 3,000 Phries in the center divided into three groups and continued to attack the inner city. At the same time, the Britons began to fight back with bows and arrows.

"-Put!!"

Buzz!

Buzz!

The British archers unleashed their bows and arrows incessantly, aiming at the Phries, who were trying to climb up the ladder. Hand loose arrows shot, and in the blink of an eye, four batches of arrows were fired, but there was not much merit to speak of.

This time, Fries was a little smarter, allowing the soldiers with shields to cross the bridge first to seize the position. The soldiers in the rear, following behind the shielded soldiers, marched across the bridge together.

Most of the rain of arrows was fended off by the shields of the Phries, who were crossing the bridge in large numbers.

The leader of the Phriesian army, Callas, was already so angry at this time that his vanguard had lost four or five hundred men before he could even touch a single hair of the enemy, and he died so aggrieved that some of them could not even get together the corpses. But on the other hand, the Britons all shrank behind the safety to watch the show, and let go of the cold arrows!

"Damn, don't let me know who set up such a despicable defense!Otherwise, I'll have to pinch his eggs!No matter how strong he is, he won't stop until he dies!!"

Kalas said with a cold glint in his eyes.

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

At this point, Draco. D. Char is observing the whole situation from the tower. Suddenly, he shuddered involuntarily all over his body, making Char show an inexplicable expression.

"Hmm, in the middle gate of the second defensive circle, that group of Fries' actually attacked with a trap-avoiding ladder?"

Char had just been paying attention to the cavalry troops starting from the West Gate, so he somewhat ignored the battle situation at the Middle Gate. However, when he noticed that a group of Frithians had used the ladder to cross the trap, he immediately caught his attention after engaging in hand-to-hand combat with some of the sword and shield soldiers.

Behind the second defensive circle is the Tortoise Array, which is a huge pattern array and a closed array that blocks all other entrances and only retains the next entrance and three exits. The entrance is located at the middle gate, and the exits are all impregnable under the guard of British soldiers. Not to mention the five hundred pikemen stationed inside, and four knights of the round table as the guards of the town gate, it can be said that there is basically no worry in the short term.

However, Char didn't expect the enemy to use the ladder to get through the trap. This was much faster than his original plan to use the trap to slow down the enemy's attack, wear down morale, and strike at the edge.

"But I have to say that ......"

Char looked at the group of Phries, who had already been mixed up with the sword and shield soldiers, and a mocking smile appeared in his eyes.

"Dare to play bridge battles in front of the pikemen...... Okay, play with you guys. An order was issued, and the five hundred pikemen stationed in the tortoise pattern array were transferred out of three hundred, and the second knight Bedwell commanded immediately supported the second defensive circle of the middle gate. At the same time, an order was given to the grenadiers at the No. 2 position in the middle gate to prepare to discard the fish oil incendiary bombs - to give those bastards a gorgeous, hot funeral!"

Bediwell was now in the Tortoise Array waiting for orders.

At this moment, Bedwell looked up and saw a black and blue flag flying over the tower.

The black and blue flags did not sway from side to side, but up and down in a forward and backward posture. It means ordering the Black and Blue Banner troops to move forward and immediately support the sword and shield soldiers of the Second Defensive Circle.

After that, the black and blue pieces spared three rounds and then retracted.

"A circle is a hundred-name unit...... Three laps... Three hundred, spears, soldiers forward, support the second, defensive circle?" Bedwell read the meaning of the flag with some difficulty. After all, this kind of command method is the first time I have encountered it, and it has been practiced less than three times before rushing to the battlefield. But fortunately, Bedwell worked very hard, and was the most complete and most memorized of all the knights.

Bediwell's eyes sank, and he suddenly drew his sword in front of all the soldiers!

Bedwell shouted coldly to the pikemen behind him, "Assemble—the first, second, and third spears come with me." Fourth, fifth, continue to garrison the Tortoise Pattern! Everyone run for me and fully support the second defense circle!!"

Bedwell led a group of pikemen out of their original garrison and quickly moved towards the entrance.

Soon groups of wooden pikemen with a length of four or five meters rushed out of the tortoise pattern, and as soon as they arrived at the entrance, they immediately attracted everyone's attention. In particular, the long, thick "guns" in their hands gave the attacking Phriesians a very bad premonition.

The pikemen were divided into six rows, and five phalanxes formed a zigzag encirclement.

"Push them back to me!!"

Grahide, who had already been mixed up with the Fries, roared at the front. He led more than forty people to defend the Phries' ladder attack, but at this moment it was almost impossible to resist.

If it weren't for the pikemen coming to support in time, it is estimated that all 300 sword and shield soldiers would have died here. After all, melee combat is overwhelmingly disadvantageous for them. As for Char, in Char's opinion, it is still difficult for this group of soldiers who have not even had formal training to defeat a group of bloodthirsty bandits.

But when Bedwell came to the aid of 300 pikemen, the tide of battle was immediately reversed.