1 February 27, Britannica. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The defense of the city of Glain was completed, and more than 1,900 British soldiers defended the city of Glain with absolute faith.

This time their opponents were again the Fries, and they were more than twice as bad as last time.

Last time the Friesians vs Britons were 2.5:1 and this time it was 4:1. After the defeat of the British army, their numbers were drastically reduced. Although the city of Grun was used as a defense of the city, the numerical disadvantage was still irreversible.

Less than 600 meters outside the city gates, the Phrysian army lined up in a scattered and dense formation, and slaughtered under the city of Glain in a fierce manner.

However, the Frithians did not immediately attack, and they sent several reconnaissance teams to try to explore the city around Grein. But it was already expected by Draco. D. Char, and the anti-infiltration team he formed were discovered.

The Phrysian sentinels tried to dig tunnels into the city, but there were no good means of digging in this era. Therefore, the Friesians used the most old-fashioned method of excavation by manpower, but manual excavation was time-consuming, not to mention that it was easy to be discovered by patrols.

After several Friesians were killed by the anti-infiltration team's bows and arrows, the remaining Friesian sentries had no choice but to turn around and run, returning to the camp in disgrace to report their failure.

But then the unwilling King of Phries sent four or five more harassment squads to try to test the situation in the city with a small number of troops. I have to say that his idea is really good and very strategic. But alas, this King Henbos met the even more treacherous and cunning Draco. D. Char.

A very high tower was built on top of the previous wooden fort, so you can see the situation in the entire city at a glance.

Char stood on the tower and watched as the Phries sent out a tempting army.

He frowned slightly, though he saw the Phries send an army close to the city of Glain. But only the strikers went first, and the army did not move. Therefore, he judged that this was a tentative attack, in order to find out the truth of his side.

"Your Excellency...... Are we going to meet them?" asked the guard on one side.

Char looked back at his guard. The soldiers he chose first were all civilians, loyal, and most importantly, they were not tired of their families, so they could follow them boldly everywhere to fight the world.

The guard formed by Char was different from King Arthur's Twelve Knights of the Round Table, and Char gave an order on the day it was formed. That is, his commands are the Word of God, which is only allowed to be carried out, not to be doubted, not to be questioned, and is a complete military dictatorship.

Char also gave the escort a name.

- SS SS.

It is said that the first vanguard of the Frisians outside the city wall was already approaching fifty meters of the city wall. For the archers hiding behind the walls, the enemy's infantry units were already within range. However, none of these archers could attack on their own until they were ranked.

- Ordered the soldiers of the first echelon to wait until the enemy approached and then attack with stones. Char said calmly.

"Yes!" the guard left Char's side and walked to a place where colorful flags were placed. After choosing a green flag, he walked to the front of the top of the tower so that the centurions under the tower and by the walls could easily see it.

With the vigorous waving of the guards, the green flag swayed rapidly, as if passing on some order.

Soon there was a strange sound from the other side of the city wall.

- Green Flag, Level 1 Attack.

At this moment, all the soldiers on the wall of the wall who were facing the attack of the Frisians. They all took out the stones that had been prepared and pinched them in the palms of their hands, and then when the enemy was already close to ten meters, everyone quickly threw the stones under the order of the centurion.

-- Show the enemy weak!

Artoria and her Knights of the Round Table hid behind the wall, and from their positions they could clearly see the flagpole markings emanating from the tower.

"Have you started?" said Bedwell.

"No, not yet. The Green Flag is the order for the lowest level of attack, and it should have been deliberately arranged by Char in order to show weakness and lure the enemy to take the bait. Presumably, it was a decision made because he was afraid of launching the first defense ring in advance to expose his strength, so that the enemy would not dare to fully press the mouse. Lancelot said with a very calm and rational analysis.

Lancelot continued: "That man is perfect everywhere, and his advice is endless. But greed alone is insufficient...... Hey, after I go back, I still have to observe this guy more. Don't let him mess too much under the king's nose. ”

Speaking of this, Lancelot's eyes involuntarily fell on the person in front of him.

The blonde legend almost did not hesitate to hand over the command of this war to Char, and her decisiveness seemed unthoughtful, but in fact it was a decision made after forethought. Because in Artoria's opinion, it is impossible for her to continue to lead the troops to win in this situation, so if she can't do it, it is better to leave it to someone who can do it to the extreme.

Apparently Drake. D. Char has many flaws in this person, such as being too proud, arrogant, and even rude to despise all the nobles. But only in military talent...... He was the most professional, step-by-step, and well-planned person Artoria had ever met.

So let's give it a go while here, and winning will open up a path to the future for everyone here. In addition, even if she loses, this will become her King Arthur's grave, and it should be for the sake of the warriors who have been dragged to death because of their incompetence......

Thinking of this, Artoria - no, it was King Arthur who gripped the hilt of the sword tightly in his hand, and her eyes flashed with a cold light like a sword. The momentum of the whole body was rising, and the momentum that was too sharp even steadily suppressed all the Knights of the Round Table around him, including Lancelot.

This is her King of Great Britain - King Arthur!

"-Throw !!" As the centurion drew his sword and roared, the enemies who rushed to two or three meters below the city were immediately hit by a dense rain of stones. Hundreds of boulders form a large net that surrounds enemies in all areas. And most importantly, these stones have been stained with human feces and carrion, and you will risk your life if you scratch your skin!

Uh--needless to say, this is Draco. D. Char can come up with a bad move. However, this was also a helpless move, because it was too late to cut down more wood to make improvised javelins, so I had to make up the number of stones that could be found everywhere.

There was a crackling sound, and many enemies were caught off guard by the rain of stones, and their heads were bleeding. More than 200 frontal enemies were forced to retreat, after all, they were only the poorly equipped vanguard troops, and to put it mildly, they were cannon fodder for the death reconnaissance of enemy fire. So after being hit head-on, they did not hesitate to retreat backwards like a tide......

"Don't stop! throw all the stones!" the centurion followed the order he had been given, not to stop until the green flag was lowered or the stones were empty.

The enemy was bombarded by the stones from the British side, and a few Frisians wore equipment plucked from the bodies of British soldiers, wielding iron swords and shields to block stones.

But after two nights of collecting in Britain and smashing a lot of large stones, the stones collected were not so easily emptied, so soon the stubborn Frithians had to be like the rest of their companions, and they came to their senses after being smashed all over their heads, and quickly trotted away with their heads covered......

Soon, the Frisians withdrew all the temptation troops, numbering less than three hundred, many of them wounded. In particular, the fastest person who rushed forward, the more he was attacked in front, the more dense the attack, and almost all of them were smashed and crawled back covered in blood...... And these people who have broken their skin and seen blood are basically saying hello to death, and as for whether they will be infected or tetanus, ask God.

Seeing the Friesian retreat, the soldiers on the British side immediately cheered.

The entire city wall was filled with the cheers of the Britons, as well as the venting and invective that seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

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From the tower, watch the vanguard of the retreating Phries.

Char squinted his eyes slightly and thought that the information had already been passed on, let's see if that King Henbos would be able to use such an inferior trick. However, a group of miscellaneous soldiers who have not even had military training should not think of the idea of sending scouts to survey the enemy's military intelligence in advance, right?

Shake your head.

Char felt that he should not underestimate his enemies so much. He thought to himself that even if the enemy was an idiot, there must be a necessary taboo, and here he would think that the enemy had won a great victory, and that the main force of the enemy had been destroyed by three-quarters of the enemy. That's why scouts were not sent to investigate...... Well, it is more appropriate to think about the enemy's IQ in this way.

While Char was thinking about this, the Friesian made a new move.

When the king of the Phries, Friese Henbos, heard that the enemy was attacking with stones, and he immediately threw his head back and laughed. It was as if for a while, even the unhappiness of losing his most elite pro-guard army had dissipated a lot.

"The little ones will give me all the city together!" King Henbos excitedly rode on his mount and shouted, "My fears have vanished, and the legendary Chosen One is nothing more than that!!!

King Fries was cruel and unscheming. The previous temptation to send troops was also a little bit of knowledge learned from other countries after many battles. But now that two steps had passed, and there was no third step to take, King Fries suddenly regained his true self. Can't wait to start a war.

"Karas, you lead three thousand infantry to attack the middle gate!"

Hembos said to the beast-like barbarian with a huge axe on his right.

"Phoseus, you lead three thousand infantry to attack their flanks!"

Henbos spoke to a man on his left with a greatsword, a rough appearance, and long hair.

"Follow the rest of the people, and we'll go straight into the city and cut off King Arthur's head!!" After dividing his troops into three, Henbos decided to personally lead two thousand soldiers into battle.

"Ahh

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-!!"