Continental Warriors Yoo Ma

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Viking longships couldn't carry tons of massive stone-shooting guns, so the English carried only a few dozen small cast-iron guns that were light enough.

I don't expect these artillery pieces to collapse the city walls and suppress the defenders at the top of the city.

The British artillerymen hummed and moved the artillery off the ship, chose a suitable position, and placed the artillery on the iron triangular gun mount.In front of the cannon, set up a shield against the rain of arrows.

Then he worked hard with the shovel and backing plate, and finally adjusted the firing angle of the artillery.

After this operation, the two armies under the city and on the city have fired more than ten rounds of arrows.

"Fire!"

The British artillery commander gave an order, and the roaring cannon sounded the horn of the siege of Chalon.

The first round of artillery bombardment blew up the city wall with rubble, but it did not result in much success.There were even a few stone bullets roaring over the wall and smashing into the city.

"Damn it! Milna bless..." After Dinois, who was commanding the wall, heard the sound of the cannon, he immediately lowered his body to avoid it.He heard the screeching sound of artillery shells passing overhead, and immediately raised his head to look back, and saw that two shells fell on the house near Notre Dame de Vauong, smashing a large hole in the roof.

Now King Charles VII of France and Philip III, Duke of Burgundy, are hiding in Notre Dame—no, they should both settle their hearts in Notre Dame, and take command.

If you are unlucky and the two monarchs are taken away by a cannonball, then this battle will definitely be recorded in "The History of the Most Bizarre Battle".

But Dinois had no other choice but to pray silently to the Brownian motion cannonballs of this era.

The city wall on the west side of Chalon City is the longest, and the terrain outside the city is flat and open, which is suitable for the army to deploy and arrange siege equipment, so it is the main direction of the British army.

He arranged the city's crossbowmen and a small number of firemen, as well as the king's guard who were still awake, all on this side.The other three sides were handed over to Volga.

"Seven saints bless the Seris! If it weren't for his cannons, the city would have been breached. At least for now, don't worry about the river side." Dinoy muttered to himself, clenching the long sword in his hand, Wait for the British to attack.

He could see that on the far bank of the river, there were several people dressed as spellcasters, tinkering with something.

These people wore antler leather hats and vestments woven from leaves. They held up the oak staff in their hands, as if they were chanting incantations and performing rituals.

"Count Armagnac!" Dinois shouted.

"Here, come and talk." Count Armagnac stretched out his hand from the tower and greeted Dinoy.

Dinoy ran into the tower, wanting to mock the other's cowardice, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

This winter, the noble Mr. Mage was attacked by the enemy for the second time, and he had to bite the bullet and go to the battlefield.He might not be in a good mood. Dinoy asked for help, so he felt it was more appropriate to show a friendly attitude.

Count Armagnac did not want to come to the front either.Wouldn't it be nice to stay at Notre-Dame de Vaughan with Charles VII?If a cannonball strikes, prop up a shield in time and earn an escort.

However, the king, the minister of the palace, and many nobles unanimously asked Count Armagnac to lead all spellcasters to the front line to defend against the enemy.He had no choice but to agree.

After the signing of the "Salon Agreement", Charles VII and Philip III reached a reconciliation, and those mutual plots and bloody assassinations in the past also turned into nothing.

The King of France even issued a special decree, announcing that from now on, French aristocrats must never call themselves "Armaniacs" or "Burgundians". Those who violated the rules would be deprived of their titles, or directly executed.

This time, most of Count Armagnac's relationship network was directly destroyed.From a faction leader that everyone respected and feared, he suddenly became an ordinary noble.

Although Count Armagnac has gained some prestige by virtue of his status as "Deputy Envoy of Peace", he will have to be a man with his tail tucked in from now on, and he will sigh in admiration of the king.

Dinoy pointed to the English spellcaster who was busy in the distance and asked, "His Excellency, what are they doing?"

Count Armagnac watched intently, then closed his eyes and carefully felt the change in free magic.

"Those people are Druids from Salisbury, members of the 'Stonehenge Order'." Count Armagnac took a deep breath and said, "What they are best at is manipulating plants related to plants. The magic of nature. Count Perrig, hurry up and prepare the kerosene."

Dinoy was stunned for a moment, and was about to ask Count Armagnac further. The Druid Order in the distance showed the answer in front of him.

I saw two green auras soaring into the sky, and the full of natural magic power spread rapidly.

Count Armagnac seemed to feel that all the plants buried under the snow on the entire plain were singing in unison to celebrate the early arrival of spring.

Two small saplings broke out of the ground in the Druid's constant prayers and grew rapidly.Almost in the blink of an eye, they turned into two giant tree men more than ten meters tall.

"Merlin!"

"Merlin!"

Thousands of English soldiers, arms aloft, hailed the name of Merlin, the most powerful legendary spellcaster in British history.

He is the spiritual leader of all druid orders in Britain.

The two tree men approached the city wall with heavy, slow, but unstoppable steps.

"Count Armagnac, can this thing break through the city wall?" Dinois was stunned.

The count shook his head and said, "No. The rituals of these druids are not complete. They can only keep the summoned treant alive for 10 minutes. However, as long as the treant falls by the city wall, the British will achieve their goal."

Dinoy took a deep breath and immediately guessed the intention of the British army.

The tree man's corpse is the bridge that leads directly to the wall!

"Count Armagnac, your mages are responsible for solving one tree man, and I will find a way to solve the other one." After finishing speaking, Dinoy left the tower without waiting for the other party to agree.

Having said that, it is not easy to kill the tree people before they get close to the city wall.The incident happened suddenly, and there was no time to prepare for war preparation materials such as kerosene.Now let people make preparations, and they won't be able to get it in a while.

If there are cannons, it can cause effective damage to the tree people.However, there has been no war for a long time, and the war preparations in Sharon, there are only two cannons on the west side of the city wall, and they are all rusted!

Fortunately, the messenger finally brought good news: "My lord, the Burgundians have come to support."

After a while, Dinoy saw a knight wearing a gorgeous ceremonial full-body armor, a bunch of colorful feathers on his helmet raised high, and a fancy burqa, coming to the city wall.

Behind him, there were about a hundred men dressed up.

These Burgundian knights were brought by Philip III and served as a guard of honor at the meeting.

But in the current situation, Dinoy couldn't be too picky. He muttered, "I hope these gorgeous roosters can come in handy" and went up to meet him.

"Count Perigueux, good morning. I am the number one knight under His Royal Highness Philip III, Nicholas Roland." The Burgundian knight raised his head proudly.

"I fought side by side with the Holy Lady, and defeated the undead army. Please leave this to me!"

"I used to defend Orleans with Jeanne, defeating the siege of countless British troops."

"I have seen the holy maiden leap up like a battle angel, the holy sword in her hand is dazzling, and she slashes the undead consul with one sword!"

"I've seen Jeanna take the lead, slashing open the gate of Turiel's fortress with a sword, and the defenders are scared to death!"

"Be careful!" The soldier's warning interrupted the childish boasting of the two nobles.

In order to cover the treemen, the British cannons opened fire again.Some shells smashed on the battlements, and the cracked stones scattered and splashed in all directions, making the defending soldiers flee.

And some shells flew into the city.Several of them hit a mansion on the south side of Notre-Dame de Vauong.

The wooden walls were blasted to smithereens, and the expensive home furnishings in the house were instantly turned into worthless garbage.The nobles who had taken refuge here for a while screamed and cried, and some lost their minds and grabbed the ground with their heads.Others knelt on the ground and prayed to the Seven Saints.

In the largest bedroom, the Queen of Anjou was pale and forced herself to remain calm.Beside her, the Crown Prince Louis was tense, forcing his composure, holding the undead staff tightly in both hands.

Although he grew up in turmoil since he was a child, it was the first time for Louis that he was so close to the battlefield that he seemed to be able to touch death.

"If it weren't for the weakness and stupidity of my father, how could I be in this situation? If I came to lead France, I would definitely do better!"

He pursed his lips, his heart had never been so eager for power and power, and he kept calling out the names of the gods.

However, that god is not one of the seven saints.

Suddenly, a voice that seemed to have slept in a distant ancient tomb for hundreds of millions of years resounded in the young man's heart: "Human, do you desire to create eternity?"

"Great Lord of Silence, is that you?" Louie stood up in excitement, almost wanting to cheer.

When he was young, Louis lived alone in a castle in the south, far away from the front lines and away from his parents.

One day, an old man shrouded in shadows found the lonely prince and gave him a broken necromancy book.

"Concentrate on your studies, search hard, and pray with all your heart! One day, you will be recognized by the Lord of Silence, and you will gain eternal power that transcends time."

Since then, Louis has become popular to collect all kinds of items related to necromancy.Even the teacher he chose for himself was a completely pragmatic Greek who didn't mind necromancy.

Louis didn't expect that today, in this small town full of gunfire, he actually achieved his long-cherished wish.

"Great Lord of Silence, I do! Grant me the power to control death!"

Louis shouted in his heart.

However, that cold and distant voice did not respond to the boy.

Click!

Just when Louis thought he had failed, the staff in his hand suddenly broke in two, then turned into dust and disappeared without a trace.

"Louis!" The queen heard the sound of heavy objects falling, looked sideways, and found that her son fell to the ground.

In the exclamation of the beautiful young woman, the fog gradually rose and gradually spread.

First the city of Chalon, then the plains of Catalonia.The two sides who were fighting soon found that they were already in a thick fog that seemed to be substantial.

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"This situation is very wrong!" The dwarf Sorin stretched out his stubby and sturdy arms and scratched, and found that the mist in front of him was like a wave of water, lingering.

"We all know that something is wrong, but so what?" the optimistic Castile knight laughed, "Anyway, this world has been humiliated by those celestial spheres, so let's make it through."

"Why does your metaphor feel so obscene? But it's true, let's fight the enemy back first. Unless the sky is slashed, the battle will not stop," Tspiciko said.

Their three infantry generals are deploying troops outside the camp to defend the camp.

The Albanian went out with his hussars.In such heavy fog, the visibility is less than 100 meters, and it continues to decrease. Only by sending out scouts can we grasp the situation on the battlefield.

And in the middle of the camp, Jean Brow was commanding the troopers to replenish the cannons with ammunition.

Originally, according to Ma Youfu's vision, a transport convoy of twenty four-wheeled carriages should be formed to transport ammunition from the camp and supply the artillery on the front line.

But time was short, and the plan had not yet been implemented.

After two rounds of grape bombs scattered the German mercenaries, Joan of Arc found that the shells and gunpowder had bottomed out and had to return to the camp.

So Fastov waited for a loneliness down the gentle slope.

When Joan of Arc's troops returned to the camp to supply supplies, Mayoufu was also paying attention to the battle situation in Chalon City.

Seeing that the Englishmen actually summoned two treemen who were more than ten meters high to fight, he couldn't help breaking a cold sweat for Dinoy who was defending the city.

Fortunately, Count Armagnac's mage team performed well.

This mage who specializes in fireball art led the crowd to launch multiple rounds of magic salvos, igniting a treant halfway.

However, the other tree man still rushed to the edge of the city wall.

It fell on the wall, and its short life came to an end. The corpse turned into a wooden bridge, connecting the city above and below the city.

The English rushed forward with a howl, and Dinoy also led the defenders to meet them. The two sides fought fiercely within a narrow range. The city wall turned into a flesh and blood mill, chewing and swallowing every soldier's life. .

Then, the fog appeared without warning.