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At this moment, Bedwell and Grahedeqing had turned into a pool of blood under them. The pit beneath his feet was completely filled with corpses by the Fries, and hundreds of corpses died in the area.

Five minutes earlier, the archers had shot all the arrows, and the sword and shield bearers had already pressed down on the enemy, inflicting considerable damage on the enemy. After more than twenty minutes of tug-of-war, more than 2,000 Frisians had fallen on the battlefield hill, and more than 400 on the British side had been killed, including more than 200 pikemen.

"—order, all throwers light incendiary grenades!, throw them at the pit and where the enemy crowd is at most!" shouted a bloodied centurion at the command of the tower.

Both Bedwell and Gherhead subconsciously looked back when they heard this.

And it was at this turn that Bedwell's bloodstained and slightly terrifying face was revealed. He still held a blood-dripping sword in his right hand, and the shield on his left hand was already scarred. This shows how much frontal pressure he had endured in the battle just now, and the archers who attacked with him shot all the arrows.

"Bedwell—orders are coming!" Grahyd kicked an enemy trying to climb up from the bottom of the pit, and with a slash of his right hand, he separated the corpse of an enemy in front of him.

But even so, the Phries continued to attack, and as the tunnels gradually filled with corpses, the Phries had several more avenues to attack and climb over the tunnels.

"—The whole army retreated in an orderly manner!, and the grenadiers prepared!" Bediwell shouted.

Bedwell thought to herself, "Now that the grenadier has been activated, this last trump card has been activated. It also means that Char's guy is going to make a final showdown. In addition, from the beginning, I felt that the shouting and killing in Xicheng District was very large-scale, and I don't know if Lancelot Qing and Wang Shang can hold on. ]

The remnants of the sword and shield troops, as well as the pikemen, gradually retreated according to Bedwell's orders.

As the troops in the vanguard gradually retreated, the Phrysians became agitated. They roared and launched wave after wave of more fierce attacks, in a vain attempt to tear apart the enemy's defensive line in one fell swoop.

Glass, the general of the Chinese army of the Friesians, was very lucky, and arguably very unlucky. He used nearly twice as many troops as the enemy, but was dragged to the defensive position of this gate for more than an hour.

In this more than an hour, the Friesians suffered heavy losses, and a large amount of morale was depleted, which had already made the already exhausted Friesian army even more vulnerable. If it weren't for Glass, who was still on the front line, the Frithians would have already begun to collapse.

However, the long-term persistence finally ushered in a turning point at this moment.

Glass at the time when he saw that the Britons had finally begun to retreat to the line and shrink their defenses. He was keenly aware that his chance had finally come! it was his only and last chance to fight back in full. Take advantage of the last 900 or so infantry who have not yet participated in the battle to win the victory!

On Glass's orders, the Phosius once again launched a full-fledged raid.

The ferocious assault allowed the Phosius to break through the forward position of the Second Defensive Circle and quickly advance towards the entrance of the Tortoise Formation.

A large number of Phries crossed the tunnels and obstacles, and they did not even use ladders to cross the traps, but simply stepped on the piles of corpses in the tunnels as if they were crossing the plains. And most importantly, at this moment, they still have more than 1,500 troops left, while the British side has less than 400 men.

"The second defensive circle has been breached!!"

"The troops are stationed at the entrance of the Tortoise Pattern Formation and lure all the enemies over!!"

In order to avoid the enemy from hot pursuit, and at the same time to give the follow-up troops time to deploy their formation at the entrance of the tortoiseshell formation. Once again, Bedwell and Graheid formed a golden combination, rushing into the Phriesian camp with a terrifying killing speed.

I saw a blue and white figure shuttling back and forth in the enemy formation, setting off a bloody storm everywhere I went. And most importantly, because of their appearance, which led to another setback at the end of the enemy's charge.

This gave the three hundred pikemen reinforcements who had just rushed out of the tortoise pattern, as well as the remaining forces of the second defensive circle itself, to form a third temporary defensive circle.

"-Flat gun!!"

Boom, the spear array turned on again. Three hundred pikemen and the remaining one hundred and twenty pikemen, plus the sword and shield men, who were largely disabled, formed a temporary defensive line. Although many people have already hung up their colors, they still insist on going all the way.

The British soldiers glanced at their companions, gasping for breath and their eyes red. But no one flinched or feared. Rather, they didn't care about life or death at this moment, and it was enough for them to be satisfied just to watch so many Phriesians killed.

Watching the two Knights of the Round Table unleash a bloody storm in the enemy camp, although their armor was torn and they had a lot of wounds on their bodies, they still desperately bought time for their civilian forces to build a defense...... This is an extremely rare scene in this era.

The British soldiers, with gratitude and the slogan "Glory to Great Britain!!", were voiced from the bottom of their hearts and their hatred of the enemy on the battlefield all the way to the distance.

The earth-shattering shouts behind them stunned the two Knights of the Round Table at the same time, and then they realized that it was time to leave.

But apparently the Friesians were unwilling to spare the two Knights of the Round Table, and more and more soldiers surrounded them from all sides.

Unfortunately, Bedwell and Graheidqing did not give the Friesians this chance. Since the two of them can join forces to kill in, they can naturally join forces to kill out.

Bedwell was in the vanguard, and Grahhead was in cover. With their skillful cooperation and superb martial arts, the two of them fought their way out of this environment surrounded by enemies. But the Friesians were not so easy to mess with, and in the process of killing, Grahide was unfortunately stabbed in the back six times......

However, the sturdy armor saved Graheid's life, but he was also injured and could not continue this high-intensity offensive and defensive mode.

Bedwell dragged the wounded Grahide on his way, with the Frisian army in hot pursuit.

And at this critical moment, Bedwell raised his head and suddenly shouted.

"-Grenadier!!!Throw incendiary grenades!Ignite the tunnel!!"

By this point, most of the Phryans had crossed the tunnel, and they did not know what kind of tricks Britain still had left.

They blindly followed the back of General Glass, all the way to the third line of defense that the Britons had improvised to build. But it was here that they were faced with a dense array of spears like raindrops, and the momentum of their charge was not stopped?!

It has reached a desperate critical juncture, and at this time, both the Britons and the Phosius have completely ignored it!

"Oh, ah!!" Glass parried the spear with his sword, and leapt into the pikemen's camp alone. The moment he landed, there was immediately a bloody storm. A large number of British soldiers did not expect that anyone could rely on their personal bravery to break through the defensive line, and they were a little panicked for a while.

"Sword and shield hand!!Give it to me!" When the centurion on the side saw it, he immediately led the remaining less than 100 sword and shield men to rush forward. While assisting the pikemen in their defenses, they are also the main force in melee combat to deal with those who cross the line of pike's defenses. So when Glass rushed over, the sword and shield men besieged it almost without hesitation.

"Kill them all!!Kill all the Britons!!"

Stimulated by the invasion of his own general, the remaining Phriesians charged regardless of it. They roared wildly and rushed into the spear phalanx one by one with their flesh and blood. Of course, most of them were impaled in the stomach or head on the spot, but a small number of Friesians were killed.

"For Great Britain!!No chaos!!"

"Top back!!Full TM to Lao Tzu top back!!"

"The Fifth and Sixth Spear Squads !! forward"

"-Whoa!!" The pikemen, who had been on the defensive, roared and stood up, desperately stabbing their spears back and forth, like bulldozers, trying to push all the Phrysians back.

The two armies fought, and for a moment they fell into a stalemate......

But this time will not be too long.

Because, at this time, Bedwell finally brought the wounded Graheide back to his camp.

Then Bedwell waved at the one hundred and fifty grenadiers standing on the wooden tower. The red-eyed Bedwell was now fed up with the madmen of the Phries, and he was more eager than anyone else to settle the battle quickly and perfectly, at least to have enough troops for a subsequent counter-attack.

After many battles, he hid the trump card of his strength.

- The Britannia Grenadiers finally made their way to the stage of history, and it was in this battle that they became famous.

"Ready!!!! "With a command, the incendiary grenades, which had been lit with oilcloth, were smashed downward by the grenadiers with all the greatest force. The place they chose was interesting, not to mention the place where the enemy was most concentrated, but also the place where the enemy's new forces were most concentrated.

The Frithians, who were fighting with the British spears on the ground, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

By the time they tried to find out where the bad feeling came from, it was already too late.

The burning fish oil canister had already rained down from the sky and swooped into the densest part of their ranks, and as it collided with the soldiers on the ground, the shattered crockpot splattered with a fishy smell of fish oil, all of which spilled on the surrounding Friesian soldiers.

Boom——!! fire ignited, the fish oil itself was flammable, and the ranks of the Friesians were extremely concentrated. If not, they would not be able to charge the spear formation with a numerical advantage. But at this moment, this formation has become their most important place.

The ferocious fire covered the center of the Phriesian formation in an instant.

A large amount of fish oil fired canisters were still on top of the Friesian heads, but a small portion escaped their target and smashed into the tunnel. Just as the fire pot ignited the firewood laid deep in the tunnel......

Thundered!!

A burst of fire ignited from the burning tunnel.

The Friesian forces were split in two in an instant, and some of the soldiers were trapped outside the tunnels and unable to pass through the wall of fire. The other part of the wall was violently attacked by the incendiary canisters, and a large number of Phausius people fell to the ground with a miserable cry. Trying to use the dust on the ground to extinguish the fire.

Unfortunately, canned fish oil is an extremely volatile fire-burning material, and once it is splashed, even if you jump into the lake, you will have to endure a moment of burning yourself, not to mention this meaningless dust.

Boom~~~

A sea of awe-inspiring fire rose in front of the Britons, and the Phosius had inadvertently consumed a third of their army, and gradually more than two-thirds of their numbers had been consumed by the fire as people alternated between people.

Everyone in Britain stared in amazement at the terrible scene before them, at the soul that seemed to be tortured in hell, and let out a terrible howl......

"Ahhhh

"Help!!ahh

"Water!!!!"

"Oh my face!!"

"Who's going to kill me!!!kill me...... Ahhh

Ferocious flames devoured the Phriesians mercilessly.

The scorching heat, and the burning orange flames, illuminated the somewhat demented faces of the Britons.

And rightfully so, since the real grenadiers appeared in the 11th century AD, a tactic invented by ****** during the Medieval Crucifixion. And it is rumored that they use not animal fat, but oil......

In this third century AD, this was the first time that this method of fighting, which had almost mastered the elements of nature, appeared, and it was no wonder that so many people were frightened.

"-Take advantage of the moment!!" was the first to react to the pikemen. They knew that this was the time for the final comeback.

Everyone exerted their last strength, shouting slogans and stabbing spears with fierce barrels, forcing the Phries into the burning pit behind them.

"How is that possible...... How can this be...... Has my army been defeated by this group of weak and incompetent Britons?!" Glass watched all this happen, and there was nothing he could do.

But as he watched his men and soldiers burned alive by the merciless fire, or driven into a pit of fire by the British pikemen, he still couldn't believe what was happening.

No way......

How is this possible!?

Glass watched all this with red eyes. Just a week ago the Britons were lambs to be slaughtered, and just a few days ago he had eaten the hearts of many Britons. They shattered and splattered like tofu under the onslaught of the Phries, and they were no match for their brave and fearless Phries!

But it's only been a week.

Why were the Britons able to come up with so many means of defense, and why did the British people who admired chivalry have so many offensive and defensive strategies? Why do they take every step as if they want to restrain them to death, and don't give each other a chance to get close at all!?

And why...... Why are they several times when they think they can get close or decide the winner in one go? Those damned Britons will use new tricks to thwart their ambitions one by one?!

Glass watched in despair as his troops were thrust into flames......

"When did it start...... Our battle is completely in the hands of the Britons............"

At this time of Glass's extreme despair.

A flash of white light.

Glass only felt that his body was light, and his whole person's vision rotated 360 degrees and rolled into the sky.

In that moment.

It was as if he saw a tall tower in the center of the town.

And on that tower stood a young man with black hair.

There was no reason, but Glass sensed it in that moment.

The culprit who caused all this in front of me.

The boy who watched with contempt and contempt as his army was slaughtered.

His eyes were full of ridicule and toying with them Fries, without a hint of kindness.

It's like playing with human life in the palm of your hand......

"Demon King. ”

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Poof, the headless body spewed out a stream of bloody arrows.

With a grim expression on his face, Bedwell silently put away his sword.

The moment he turned around, Bedwell said.

In this way, the revenge of the Twelfth Knight will be avenged. ”

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