Black-haired Knight King of Chaldea

Chapter 370 Sudden attack!

The alarm sounded suddenly.

The bell tower that rang suddenly made a heavy and exaggerated sound.This seems to have been a very old bell tower that was about to be demolished, and it happened to be used as a siren.

Upon hearing this, the followers of Bordeaux raised their heads together, knowing that the enemy was coming.

In a hurry, Matthew did not forget to put the watermelon rind on the table well so that no one would step on it and slip.

Yagi Xuesai didn't expect the enemy to come so quickly. Now the followers on the Chaldean side are Martha, Alexander, Caesar, Leonidas, Arash, and the duo of Yagi Mash.The other helpers are Joan of Arc, Giorgios, Mozart and Kiyohime.

Looking at the group of flying dragons in the distance, Yagi Xuesai sighed regretfully: If only Siegfried was still there.

This amount of flying dragons, his treasure, can be dealt with with just one shot.

"Fujimaru! Go get in touch with Chaldea, anyone is welcome, and replace Siegfried!"

Yagi Yusai yelled at Tatsuka Fujimaru, loudly and seriously, and Tatsuka Fujimaru nodded dumbly. Although he didn't understand the current situation, at least he knew what he should do.

"Your Excellency Arash, Mash, please take care of Fujimaru's safety."

"Well, leave it to us."

Arash gave him a handsome smile. As a follower, he is not very conspicuous, but as a companion, he is extremely reliable.

With his super long shooting distance, as long as he is still here, he can kill any flying dragon no matter where it is.Where it is is not very important.

Arranging two people, Yagi Xuesai rushed out with a sword in hand.

Sure enough, in the east of Bordeaux, the dark sea demon army also rushed forward.The flying dragon army in the sky took the lead.The speed gap between the two legions is too large, so big that it makes people feel ridiculous.

Between these two speeds, several black figures were rushing towards them.

From this point of view, the commander this time is no match for Vlad III.

In war, it is difficult to combine troops with such a large difference in speed.

Even if it is to be combined, the speed of the two must be coordinated with each other.

Therefore, when Vlad III commanded, he chose all the flying dragons, and left all the sea monsters outside to fend for themselves. The low-intelligence sea monsters seemed to regard the black knight as their master, so they followed him. Crazy action.

And this time the commander didn't think about anything at all, probably just thinking: Ah, the more soldiers the better, right?That's it.

"Oh, it's a dragon! Very good! I've never fought a dragon before! Those muscles are very good! Compared with me, who is stronger?!"

The one who made such an eager sound was naturally Leonidas, the battle madman. The warrior with a gun shield was wearing a scarlet cloak, and on top of a golden helmet, his fighting spirit was burning like a flame...

No, no, this is not a metaphor, it is really burning!
"Oh, as expected of the king of Sparta, he prefers fighting to solve problems rather than strategy. But this is just right. I will leave the pre-war mobilization to you."

Saying so, the chubby Caesar wiped the sweat from his brow with a fine handkerchief, as if he had just undergone some strenuous physical exercise.

He came over here, looked left and right, locked on Yagi Xuesai, and said, "Ah, isn't this Yagi-kun? I'm not a very good saber anyway, so I'll go back to Chaldea and replace Siegfried." Come here, if the enemy is a dragon, he is much more useful than me, right??"

Caesar looked like he didn't want to work.

To be honest, this is what a military strategist should look like!Hide in a safe place and formulate tactics and strategies. If the enemy really comes, he must be the first to escape to save his life.

For a king who takes the lead like Alexander, Caesar can be respectful.

As a Roman consul, he had no interest in participating in the battle himself.

Anyway, he has already exchanged views with Alexander, and he has done everything he should do.That's fine.

Yagi shook his head helplessly, and told him to go to Fujimaru Tachika.Indeed, a Caesar who has no fighting spirit is really inferior to an excellent dragon slayer.

"Well, there are so many enemies, oh, it really makes my blood boil. I think of my old enemy Darius again. But these enemies can only be compared with Darius' Persian army in number."

The young king Alexander, resting his chin on one hand, was looking at the enemy army in front of him with a playful smile.Riding a tall horse, he is now in high spirits.

"Sorry for being late."

Joan of Arc and Martha were the latest to arrive. I don't know what they did. They looked disheveled, and Joan's hair was messed up. It really made people want to think about something they shouldn't think about.

Martha looked at Yagi's eyes, silently came over and punched him.

Knowing that his eyes had betrayed him, Yagi didn't even ask, but silently rubbed his head, not daring to say anything.

The generals gather together, and the followers are all here.

However, just having followers is not enough.

Even Leonidas, who had the most exaggerated difference in combat power among the crowd, had 300 people accompanying him at Thermopylae.

What about the French soldiers?
Could it be that he didn't even have the will to fight...

"Report! The soldiers of the Anti-Evil Dragon Alliance have assembled!"

A serious voice rang out, forming a neat phalanx, and the French soldiers rushed up carrying guns strengthened by white casters.

Leaving aside the fighting power, everyone is full of fighting spirit, with piercing eyes, completely different from what I have seen before...

In a word, morale is extremely high...

In war, the first thing to fight is weapons and equipment, and the second is morale.A unit with high morale can defeat a unit with low morale, and sometimes, under certain circumstances, morale can even make up for the difference in weapons and equipment.

It's hard to imagine that the French army can still have such morale after losing battles, encountering monster-like enemies, and facing sudden enemy attacks...

Yagi Xuesai froze for a moment, and suddenly thought of the look Caesar gave him before he left...

Yup……

This guy... isn't he the best at instigating others?

It seems that it was the same in Rome before, a few words can boost the morale of the slave soldiers to a climax, and then send them to fight...

This person's inciting ability has been upgraded to a skill of a follower, which is already similar to [spiritual suggestion] or [hypnotism]

It seems that this is what he said [what to do] before he left.

Incite the French soldiers, let them fight high.

Now, all the conditions are in place.

Equipped with magic muskets, the morale of the French army is high, the wise leader Alexander, and a group of highly capable followers.

This battle is not impossible.

(End of this chapter)