Charles V was obviously stunned, but he was stunned for more than three seconds, and only heard the sound of clay pots breaking in all directions.

Countless clay pots fell from the sky, smashed into the various camps of the crusaders, and some of them were killed directly by bad luck, and if they were lucky not to be stoned to death, they were confused, completely unaware of what was happening.

The scene that happened in front of them was completely beyond the limits of their imagination and cognition!

It's true that these clay pots fell from the sky! But how could a clay pot fall from the sky?

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Alert! Charles V roared, he didn't know why the clay pot fell from the sky, and he didn't know how the expeditionary force came to attack at night without the dense scouts, but he knew that there was only one enemy in the expeditionary force here, so the night attack must be an oriental heretic!

The pungent smell of diesel fuel filled dozens of camps, and no one knew what it was, except that the enemy had smashed the pots into the camp with projectile weapons from a distance.

But isn't that child's play?

With a small clay pot, destroy the enemy by smashing people? Charles V thought that the pagan emperor commander could not be so stupid, but before he could think about it, he heard soldiers shouting in the camp!

"Heavenly! Heavenly! ”

Charles V involuntarily looked up at the sky, and then opened his mouth wide in horror!

I saw thousands of fire points appear in the sky, and under the reflection of the fire points, there seemed to be a monster in the sky that could not be seen clearly, but could be suspended in mid-air!

Torches soaked in tung oil fell from the sky and fell to the ground, igniting the fire oil that flowed out of the broken clay pots on the ground!

As we all know, the burning of diesel fuel is so fierce, at the moment when thousands of torches hit the ground, dozens of crusader camps instantly burst into flames, and almost in the blink of an eye, the camps became a sea of burning fire!

And at this time, the hot air balloon warriors in the sky are still smashing clay pots full of diesel fuel to the ground one after another.

Spectacular, indescribably spectacular, full of running crusaders, burning men rolling all over the ground.

Miserable, extremely tragic!

The battalion of millions of troops, how dense the soldiers were, trampled on each other, and the battalion screamed and drew swords and slashed each other.

It's chaotic, it's completely chaotic, and in the face of such a heavenly power that is almost impossible for human beings to contend with, human life is as humble as an ant.

One after another, the burning men ran to the ground and eventually turned into charcoal, and one after another mad crusaders were either hacked to death by others or hacked to death.

"Lord, have you abandoned your believers?" Bishop John's old tears, the surprise attack from the sky, the purgatory-like camp, in his cognition, can do all this only by miracles.

"Bang dang!" With a crisp sound, a clay pot smashed impartially on the top of Bishop John's head, instantly sending the most loyal servant of the Lord back into the Lord's arms.

Expeditionary Force Battalion.

Zhu Houzhao was dressed in military uniform, holding a ghost-headed broadsword, looking at the continuous fire of the crusader camp in the distance, and sneered: "Burning Chibi and burning the company camp are not as spectacular as tonight!" Someone, pass on the military order, the whole army raids, tonight is the last carnival of my great warriors on the land of Western Europe! Kill! ”

Drums! Bugle! Whoop! Tens of thousands of soldiers armed with muskets, ammunition on their backs, and grenades pinned to their waists, then rushed to the Crusader camp as fast as they could!

The dense gunfire, the roar of the grenade explosion, tens of thousands of expeditionary soldiers were completely killed!

Everywhere there were crusaders running around like headless flies, and the terrifying power of heaven had broken their guts, and now for the crusaders, there was only one word in their minds.

Escape!

Escape from this place of purgatory!

But there was a sea of fire on all sides, and the number of crusaders burned to death in this night attack was already incalculable!

Burning Chibi, Cao Cao claimed that 800,000 troops were burned and lost armor, but in fact there were only more than 200,000 troops, burning the company camp, Liu Bei claimed to be 700,000 troops, and the actual number was naturally far from enough.

However, in this battlefield, the number of crusaders is literally in the millions!

This is destined to be a war that will go down in history forever!

Kill endless enemies, shed endless blood, be burned, hacked to death, flee to the periphery to be shot, and the enemy soldiers killed by the explosion are as incalculable as ants.

This is a crazy slaughter, this is a battle of national fortunes between the East and the West!

The battle during the day had brought the expeditionary force to a near-defeat, and the night attack at night would have completely wiped out the last vestiges of the vitality of Western Europe.

After this battle, the expeditionary force of the Dawu Dynasty will no longer have the slightest threat to it, and even as long as Zhu Houzhao is willing, all the countries of Western Europe will tremble under his sword!

This is a battle with a huge disparity in power, and it is also a classic example of winning more with less.

With this battle, Zhu Houzhao is enough to become a god!

In fact, Zhu Houzhao has gone crazy!

In the past few years, Zhu Houzhao has never fought so happily, even if he cut down some of the routs who have lost the slightest fighting spirit and don't even have weapons in their hands.

At this moment, Zhu Houzhao vented the anger in his chest to the fullest, and the war knife in his hand had already been cut and curled, but it didn't matter, with his martial bravery, even if he used the blade of the blade, it was enough to use it as a heavy weapon......

If it weren't for the desperate pulling of the soldiers on the left and right, Comrade Zhu Houzhao would have rushed into the crusader camp and caught big fish in the sea of fire......

From midnight to dawn, the crusader camp, which stretched for dozens of miles, was completely reduced to ashes in the sea of fire, and as far as the eye could see, all of them were scorched corpses emitting black smoke, and many corpses that had not burned out the fat in their bodies were still blazing.

In addition to those who were burned to death, the perimeter of the camp was also densely packed with corpses, but these lucky escapes from the fire were also unlucky, because they broke through in the wrong direction and could only fall under the guns of the expeditionary force.

Zhu Houzhao was a little tired, and after landing in Europe, the most tested battle ended with the complete victory of the expeditionary force.

Zhu Houzhao pestle the knife and panting, fighting continuously for half the night, even an iron man can't bear it, now Zhu Houzhao only feels that there is no pain in his body, and his two eye pupils are full of bloodshots, but his brain is still in an extremely excited state.

"Hell is nothing more than that." Zhu Houzhao smashed his mouth and muttered: "With this war, who else in Western Europe can stop my pace, Holy See, I am here!"

Wei Bin hurriedly patted his ass and said: "Your Majesty is brave and invincible, and it is not easy to unify Western Europe to build a great martial arts foundation for all generations, and it will inevitably be famous and praised by the world!"

Zhu Houzhao wanted to kick this old guy very much, but he was so embarrassed that he had to give up and said: "Don't pat yourself on the back, go and show me, did you catch a big fish this night!"

"Slave obeys!"

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