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Chapter 169 Alchemist takes action, whirlwind mark!
Before passing Crecy, there is a port called Calais.

After Edward captured Crécy, he laid siege to it.

From a trade point of view, Calais is a very important place.

Because French ships sailed from this port, this caused great damage to British trade.

When Edward captured Calais, he relied on siege.
Although archers had considerable deadly power in medieval wars, they were useless against the huge stone walls of medieval castles.

The heavy machines made for hurling stones were of little use.

Even artillery fire had little effect on the huge stones of the wall.

When the British besieged the city, they brought along two or three cannons bought from the Yuan Dynasty, but they proved to be of little use.

Because the cannon at that time was more like a gunpowder catapult.

Therefore, in medieval wars, Europeans generally believed that the only way to capture a town was to cut off its food supply.

The English did the same thing at the time, and after besieging Calais for nearly a year, they successfully forced Calais to surrender.

When it comes to Chinese wars, ladders, battering rams, and human wave tactics are all important. No matter how strong your walls are, I can still attack them.

However, in a war where a country cannot even muster an army of 10,000 people, the cost of siege is simply unimaginable.

So in the eyes of the British, the French king must have chosen to besiege the city like they did, and Calais had already stockpiled enough supplies for the residents to live on for three years.

They even developed farmlands and estates that were able to achieve a degree of self-sufficiency.

This was all due to the population drop caused by the Black Death. The original disadvantage turned into an advantage in this defense of the city.

On the other hand, in France,
Supplies for a large army (3) were extremely expensive, and they simply did not believe that the King of France could hold out for three years besieging their tiny city of Calais.

The King of France looked at Calais, who had been on high alert, with anger in his eyes.
It was with the help of this small town that the English army continuously advanced into France and plundered a large amount of French land.

Even in the following 200 years, France tried hard to regain this land, but never succeeded.
It was not until the end of the Middle Ages and the form of warfare became mainly based on firearms that the land was regained. However, Calais had no value at that time because the Middle Ages had ended.

But the Middle Ages were not over yet.

The British soldiers on the walls of Calais did not realize the seriousness of the problem. They looked at the French army below and laughed loudly:
"Come here, attack the city if you can."

"With such a large group of people, you will definitely be attacked by monsters at night. Without the protection of the city, you are simply courting death, haha~"

Charles V was too lazy to argue with them.
He drew out his sword, a grim smile on his face.
Then he immediately turned around and looked respectfully at the black-robed wizard at the back of the team, who was obviously dressed differently from the knights, and said respectfully:

"Sorry to trouble you all."

The leader held a staff with a light green blood orb on the top and performed a ritual that he didn't know where he had imitated before. He raised his head and said:
"It is my pleasure, your majesty, all for the Lord."

He stepped forward alone, holding the staff tightly in his hand and muttered:
"Holy power, grant me the protection of wind. Let the spirit of wind surround me and protect me from all evil and harm. Spirit of wind, please listen to my call and use your power to build a solid barrier for me, so that I can shuttle freely in the wind without fear of any challenge!"

As he finished chanting the spell in very standard Mandarin, a strange blue rune lit up on his body.

As the rune glowed, an invisible whirlwind surged around him and enveloped the wizard.

Whirlwind mark!

After activation, a certain amount of wind will be generated around you, which can blow away arrows and other things around you.

Most arrows will miss the user, but of course if they are too close they will pierce the whirlwind and hit the target.

Simply put, this is a wind shield that can block long-range attacks.

This is a second-level blood magic mark that uses the Wind Mark, the mentor-level Qi and Blood Orb, the Demon Slate, the Evil Spirit Tears and other high-level alchemical materials. As long as the strength of the Wind Shield is not broken, it can blow the incoming arrows back along the same path.

In MC, being too close basically means a distance within 3 squares or even shorter.

The English army's shooting from the city walls was destined to be unable to get close to the alchemist's body.

The black-robed wizard calmly opened his shield and walked towards the city of Calais.

The English troops on the city wall were somewhat confused.
They looked at the alchemist who was walking towards them leisurely with a look of question marks on their heads.

"Haha! Brothers, that guy should be here to persuade us to surrender. They don't think we will surrender without a fight, do they?"

Unless the city is too simple, it is equivalent to the safe zone in the game. Therefore, few lords will surrender without a fight. In an era when chivalry is prevalent, surrendering without a fight is shameful.

However, a knight guarding the city suddenly noticed something was wrong.

"Look! That guy didn't stop, he's still walking towards our city wall!"

"Stop, you trickster, if you move any further we'll draw our bows!"

However, the black-robed alchemist turned a deaf ear to the shouts of the defenders on the city wall and continued to approach the city gate as if taking a walk.

A trace of anger flashed across the face of the English knight:
"Longbowmen! Release your arrows! Shoot him to death!"

Upon receiving the order, the defenders drew the bowstring without hesitation and aimed at the black-robed alchemist.

"put!"

Following the knight's order, the archers instantly shot arrows at the alchemist.

The corner of the city guard's mouth showed a trace of disdain. No matter what tricks the opponent played, in front of absolute strength... What!?

The city guard's eyes suddenly widened.
Dozens of arrows shot towards the black-robed wizard. Even though the hit rate was not high, there were still seven or eight arrows hitting the wizard's body.

However, just as the arrow was about to hit the wizard,

An invisible force instantly changed the direction of the arrow and it flew straight back to its original trajectory!
"How can it be!"

"┗|｀O′|┛Ouch~~!"

There was a cheer from the French camp, and the British troops defending the city showed shock on their faces.

Several soldiers who were frightened and had no time to react were instantly hit by arrows. Even though the injuries were not fatal, the fear of this mysterious power made them tremble all over.

The knight shouted angrily with a ferocious look on his face:
"Impossible! He is using witchcraft! Keep shooting!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers hurriedly shot arrows at the alchemist again.

Without exception, all arrows that approached the alchemist returned to their original paths.

"Witchcraft, no, black magic..."

The soldiers looked at the black-robed alchemist approaching the city with a look of horror on his face.

The original fighting spirit felt particularly frightened by this mysterious power.

The city guard knight shouted loudly:
"Don't be timid! He is alone. If he dares to climb the city wall, he will be killed without a burial place!"

However, the alchemist who arrived at the foot of the city did not climb up the city walls. Instead, he calmly took out a handful of arcane dust and started drawing on the ground!

(End of this chapter)