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Looking at the French knights who died tragically under the heavy arrows, Sir Talbot and Sir Forstoff, who were hidden in the team, looked at each other, and they both saw the joy in each other's eyes.

That's right, even if the French have changed, it's only in the siege battle. Those French people just mastered a certain method of breaking the city quickly, and they still want to fight the English in the wild like this?

What a joke!Is it a fake to be England's longbowman!

"You are worthy to fight against the English? Have you forgotten how the knights of Agincourt died?"

Seeing those French soldiers fleeing in a hurry, Sir Talbot couldn't help but sneered.

In the Battle of Agincourt 14 years ago, the French were all knights, forming an army of 6000 people, but only [-] knights and [-] archers were led by King Henry V of England— —But it was these five thousand archers who shot and killed all those invincible French knights, making them hate the battlefield!

It was also this battle that made the French lose their main force and even the king, which made the English go all the way south, and even the capital of France, Paris, was also captured.

This is the glory of the English, and also the glory of the longbowmen. It was this battle that established the supremacy of the longbowmen in the English army. The final decision was made by those who used big bows and heavy arrows, longbowmen!

Of course, looking at it now, the French seem to be back again, and even broke the siege of Orleans... But this does not mean that they are qualified to fight the English in the wild!

Within the shooting range of the longbowman, the English are still in the world!

"Keep hanging on to them and pretend we're exhausted and broken."

Sir Falstoff grimaced, too.

"But don't discourage them from continuing to chase, we still have to continue to bleed them...Which troop is going to chase us next?"

"The Department of Joan, it's the one that breaks the city the fastest."

After recalling the information brought by the scouts, Sir Talbot quickly calculated the enemy's marching speed.

"The nearest French have been beaten away by us, and only this team that advances the fastest can bite us... They will catch up with us in two days, and if they march quickly, it will take one day."

"One day...then let's surprise them."

Sir Falstoff grinned bloodthirstyly.

"We always have to bring something back to Paris. How about we take that woman's head back?"

For a time, the entire retreating team was filled with wild laughter from the English.

And a day later, Joan of Arc and the troops under his command finally bit the retreating "broken soldiers".

The Battle of Orleans, The Hundred Years' War of the Evil Dragon: Chapter 54 Chapter 54 Should be Remaining Brave and Chasing the Poor Bandits (4200 characters for tickets)

The English would not retreat so honestly, which Joan had expected.

Ahead is a small city named Patti. The retreating British army is currently stationed in the southwest of Patti City for a temporary rest. There are woodlands and pastures in that area, which is rich in products, but it is not suitable for camping and defending. ——As a camp, this place is too open, and it can even be called safe.

At least those low bushes are really not an effective cover. The French soldiers didn't even need a second to step over those bushes.

According to the reports from the scouts, the British army seemed very tired. People were drinking water, and they didn't even care about the approach of the scouts. A few arrows came, but they couldn't even organize any decent pursuit.

"Those Englishmen are too tired to pitch a camp."

This was the judgment of the scouts, and it was also the common judgment of most of the soldiers. Facing a group of tired soldiers who couldn't even do the most basic marching and camping in an orderly manner, they only needed to charge forward to defeat them on the spot.

But the question is... will it really happen?

Not necessarily, this kind of thing is not certain.Camping in a place where there is no danger to defend, no reasonable commander would make such a decision-even if he was tired.You must know that although stopping can restore physical strength, stopping in such an unsafe place may also kill them.

So, two situations, either these Englishmen are really exhausted, and they can't even take another step.either...

"There may be fraud."

Some experienced sergeants frowned.

"The English will probably ambush us with longbows and they will shoot us like a sieve."

"It doesn't matter."

There was still no expression on Joan's iron-faced face.

"This is the last main force of the English on the outskirts of Orleans. As long as we defeat them, the road ahead will be smooth!"

Saying this, Joan of Arc, who was wearing a double armor, raised the spear flag in her hand high.

"I am invincible! Go!"

"rush!"

Responding to Joan of Arc's call, the heavy armored warriors gathered together one after another, and soon formed a frontal formation headed by Joan of Arc - this is their most commonly used formation, turning the entire team into a sharp blade. The edge of the sharp blade is exactly the bravest Joan of Arc.

Being able to follow such warriors, is there any battle they can't fight?What battle is there that they cannot win?

What's more, what's in front of you is just a group of tired soldiers who are retreating.

"superior!!!"

Joan waved the battle flag, and under her leadership, the entire regiment of heavily armored warriors began to march towards the English camp.

The speed of the heavily armored warriors was so fast, and in just a moment, they had already seen those lazy Englishmen.

In the English camp, Sir Talbot and Sir Forstoff, who were hidden among the soldiers, also saw the heavily armored soldiers.

"Elite heavy infantry, no wonder."

The two looked at each other, and they both realized how those fortresses were breached before. Although those fortresses were well-defended, it would be quite troublesome if elite heavy infantry really attacked the interior regardless of casualties.Just looking at the double-layer armor per capita of these heavy infantry, we can know that the French definitely spent their money on this team, and they may even wipe out their entire family.

But...that's it.

Using elite heavy infantry as consumables can indeed achieve great results, but these elite fighters are not so easy to supplement—you only need to look at these fighters in front of you to know, although The appearance of wearing double armor is indeed brave, but the number of two hundred people is too shabby.

After breaking down so many fortresses one after another, the two hundred heavy armored warriors in front of them may have been the last force of the French to attack.

"Isn't it Joan... Women really don't know how to fight. It's fine to use heavy infantry as consumables to attack, but they dare to let heavy infantry charge."

Sir Talbot sighed.

"Then leave them all here, front row! No horses!"

Those seemingly lazy English soldiers turned over and got into the tents beside them. Immediately afterwards, the horse-repelling posts were pushed out from the hastily built tents. The row of land was placed on the front, and three low wooden walls full of spikes were built out of thin air!

What is no danger to defend?If there is no environmental advantage, then create your own advantage!

"Longbowmen! Array!"

Sir Faustoff also shouted, and then the soldiers who were drinking water also picked up the longbows at hand-the half-day rest had already given them plenty of energy, and such a short distance was against them. For them, there is no need to aim!

"preparation!"

Following Sir Faustov's order, the longbowmen drew their bows and aimed at the heavily armored warriors charging forward.

And those heavily armored warriors wearing double armor also saw the clusters of arrows shining with cold light not far away.

The fear of the English longbowmen made their scalps tingle instantly.

"It's a trap!"

Some experienced fighters have already reacted.

"The rout of the English is fake! They are lying to us!"

As soon as this remark came out, all the soldiers cast their eyes on Joan of Arc.

At this moment, they didn't even have time to think, and Joan of Arc in front of them, their chief general, was their brain and their real core.

And what will their leader do?

"I am invincible! Follow me!"

Pointing the gun flag forward, Joan of Arc was already the first to charge forward.

So, this is their will.

The main general has already charged bravely, so why do these soldiers need to hesitate, a woman has already charged forward, how can these men have any reason to retreat.

So, let's go, since you chose to follow, let's go, even if there is a dangerous rain of arrows in front of you, even if there are mountains of swords and seas in front of you... At least their leader is not hiding behind, at least their leader has always been at the forefront.

It doesn't matter if he is shot to death like this.

Just for this bravery...

"……Um?"

Many heavy armored soldiers raised their heads in doubt.

It stands to reason that they have already charged into the range of the English longbowmen, and those longbowmen should have already started to attack—from the time they entered the range until they rushed to the front, those experienced longbowmen could shoot at least three rounds of arrows Rain, but why until now...they haven't even seen a round of arrow rain?

No!It's not just that I didn't see the arrow rain!

Those longbowmen in the distance are even turning around!

"Turn! Turn quickly!"

In the English ambush camp, Sir Forstoff's hands and feet were already icy cold.

Just because, on the left flank of the ambush camp, the figure of a French knight appeared at some point!

And there are a lot of them!It looks like there are thousands of people!

"Hurry up! Come over and cover the formation! Reject horses! Are there any refusals!"

"The rejection of the horse is all in the front..."

Sir Talbot was already stunned, his eyes were lifeless, like a walking dead.

Just like all the longbowmen were in ambush on the front line, all the rejecting horses were also arranged in the front line-or in other words, they were not bringing many rejecting horses when they were retreating. The reason why they are carried is just to facilitate their quick array sniping.

Using the body as bait, and using fast to fight fast, this tactic has always been invincible against those greedy French noble knights.

But this time, their opponent was faster than them.

"kill!"

Baron Gill, who was riding on a horse, took the lead and was the first to break through the left flank of the English army.

Immediately afterwards, more cavalry and horses stepped into the battalion.

No, many of them are not even cavalry, and many of them can't even wield weapons on horseback - they are just regular infantry, but these infantry are now riding on horseback.And after realizing that they really didn't know how to slash on the horse, they got off their horses one after another and fought with the English sergeants on the spot.

But the English sergeants didn't know this. They thought that the riders in front of them were knights—even though many people had dismounted, that was the normal operation of knights in melee.Fighting with thousands of knights at close quarters...how could it be possible with their martial arts alone?

With just one charge, the English army fell into complete chaos. No one knew where they were, and no one knew where the attack came from. They only knew that the knights were charging in the face, and there were French knights everywhere!

However, it is not true that no one can see this trick.