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The Anglo-Prussian Holy War Chapter 20: Conquest of France (4)

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    At this moment, both the woods and the French soldiers were undergoing a huge test. Countless sharp blades falling from the sky continued to take the lives of their own soldiers.  There is no pity or mourning, only ruthless deprivation and bloodlust.  Dozens of bows and arrows were shot at a tree trunk at the same time. The two-meter-thick tree trunk actually made a slight snapping sound. This can only imagine the huge impact of Pullun's bow and arrow.

    The rain of arrows kept falling from the sky, and the French army almost didn't even have a chance to show their heads. The coverage far exceeded their expectations, leaving them no place to run even if they wanted to.

    Phew Phew!

    The last feather arrow shot out, and after piercing the eyeball of a French soldier, he was nailed straight to a wooden stake with his head.

    When the surviving French soldiers stood up in a daze, they found that both their front and back were covered with Pullen's arrows.  They are all buried head-to-head in the ground. Although it is said to be a ground made of piled stones, most of it is actually soil, which is why the land in front of you is created which is completely made of white feather arrows.

    The cold wind blew on the faces of many French soldiers, but they could no longer feel the temperature of the weather.  At this moment, more than 3,960 soldiers on the east side of the French camp's front line were all killed by Pullen's strong bow and arrow array.  The level of cruelty has surpassed the wars of the past generations, making these foreigners who have always been proud of close combat realize how powerful the collective power of the archers that they have ignored until now is.

    Corolle could not accept the cruel reality in front of him, although he had already realized it and arranged a corresponding response pattern.  Butthe more than 3,000 lives that have been buried in the sea of ??arrows are definitely not something that he alone can withstand.  Not only that, the iron-clad Three Lions and Leopard Army could never tolerate a legion commander who had lost nearly a third of his troops but failed to capture even a single enemy soldier.

    The hills were dyed red with blood. If we say that the conflict between the vanguard of the British and French armies was a passionate and passionate fight to the end, it was purely based on the spirit of faith and the defense of the country.

    Sothe hell-like situation in front of her right now is something Arturia can never understand.  There is no honor or mercy, just killing the enemy without leaving a single person alive.  Cruelty, ruthlessness and even loss of basic nature, all of this stimulates the morality that Arturia insists on.

    "Archers, move forward!" The Song Knight waved his sword and pointed directly at the south side of the mountain. Thousands of troops set off again and drove to the other side to continue their killing.

    Krol was completely panicked at this moment, because Pullen's archers were too strong, which caused a rare scene to appear on the battlefield that had always been dominated by close combat.  The archers who were once ridiculed as "cowardly and useless cowards" by the alien soldiers on this continent have now become the existence they fear most.

    Since the moment countries and civilizations first appeared on the mainland, no one has ever really paid attention to the existence of archers in the conflicts that break out all the time.  Because the skills of bows and arrows in this world are not yet mature and cannot meet the long-range and penetrating power required for battles between two armies, archers in general countries are mostly used to defend cities, and their numbers are still relatively scarce.  The members are usually local hunters and farmers, and the bows and arrows are extremely crude. Basically, any bow and arrow that can shoot out wooden arrows will be called a bow and arrow.  Even if what you have in your hands is a crooked old elm wood and a branch

    Because of the lack of archers and the sparseness of long-range combat, the main forces on this continent are mainly close combat.  And because chivalry is all the rage, this often leads to one-on-one situations on the continent during wars. This is why the system evaluates this continent as "strong individual combat capabilities, team combat waste, and craftsmanship skills."  Only the skills of the early medieval years (between 1076 and 1080)" are evaluated.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Corolle knocked on the armrest hard, with a regretful expression on his face. If he had known that these ridiculed trash gathered together would be so powerful.  Even if he was beaten to death, he wouldn't be so stupid as to leave the army stupidly waiting for them to ravage back and forth!  Moreover, the shooting range of Pulun archers is too far anyway?  !  Coupled with the fact that the craftsmanship is completely different from that of wooden arrowheads Damn King Purun City, where did they come up with so many novelties!

    And just when Kuror was filled with regret, suddenly there was a huge roaring sound from Pullen's side.

    The closely arranged huge shields, the shining and sharp spears hidden behind the shields, the silent but uniform movements of the Pullen Legion were like clouds in the sky.  A sense of ominousness and inauspiciousness hung over the heads of the entire French army.

    Thousands of Pulun's spearmen hit the ground with the butts of their guns at the same time, making the whole land tremble.  Arranged neatly and tightlyWith an infantry phalanx, the Pullen Corps quickly pressed towards the high ground of the French army.  At the same time, the thousand cavalrymen who were originally staying behind the military formation disappeared unexpectedly

    The closely arranged huge shields, the shining and sharp spears hidden behind the shields, the silent but uniform movements of the Pullen Legion were like clouds in the sky.  A sense of ominousness and inauspiciousness hung over the heads of the entire French army.

    Kuror hurriedly raised his head and looked towards the front of the formation, only to see that Pullen's army had launched an attack along the road cleared by the archers just now, and hundreds of well-equipped soldiers were rushing towards the hilltop.  Around the hills, Pullen's cavalry suddenly turned sharply around the gaps between the mountain roads. It seemed that although it was slow, it was indeed approaching the French army's main line quickly!

    The knights under the moon led nearly a thousand knights, with frosty faces and unblinking eyes staring at the three hundred blue-striped flags of the "Adoration of Saint-Denis" raised high in the French army's main formation.

    "The reason why Purun King City was destroyed in the fire was because of you! You actually forced my kingthe man I admired to the point where he had to burn the city to self-destruction!!" Since the Pren King City was destroyed in the fire, the Moon Knight said to  The French Empire's hostility has almost reached the level of undying hatred.  Whether it was the devastating blow suffered by the October Legion that he was proud of, or the sad scene of King Pulun burning in flames and turning into a pile of ashes.  All this tortured all the guardian knights day and night, and at the same time, it also pushed the Yuexia Knight's patience to its limit.

    With the silver sword in hand, any soldier who appeared in front of him in non-Pulun attire would basically have his head chopped off by the knight under the moon

    Under the moonlight, the knight controls his beloved horse and gallops on the rugged mountain road as if it were on flat ground.

    "Anyone who can move within our sight will be killed without mercy!!"

    A thousand cavalrymen shouted loudly and followed closely behind. They took off the wooden javelins on both sides of their horses and raised their hands to aim at the French army's main formation on the top of the hill.  Immediately afterwards there was a series of bursts of sound that cut through the air, and a thousand javelins fired neatly at Kuror's location.

    The rapid firing of the javelin caused the French army's main formation to suffer huge trauma immediately, because due to the defense of this formation, the soldiers stood relatively densely among the soldiers.  And because the battlefield conditions are gradually turning against their own side, these soldiers with unstable military morale have become closer to each other, giving themselves some sense of security and hope.

    But precisely because of this, when a thousand cavalrymen threw javelins at the same time, the extremely rapid offensive immediately caused hundreds of casualties to the French army.

    "ah¡ª¡ª!!"

    ¡°¡­Commander, leave quickly!¡±

    ¡°Withdraw immediately! Our {mission} has been completed!!¡±

    "Our army has completed the commander-in-chief's military order. Commander, let's withdraw quickly!! Pullen's offensive is too fierce!"

    The guards around him persuaded Corolle to retreat immediately, but Corolle, who felt that he was too embarrassed to face his compatriots in the army after such a disastrous defeat, refused to retreat even to the death.  The pride in his heart and the persistence of being one of the members of the Three Lions Leopard Army made him hold on to the seat with blood-red eyes, but he refused to swallow the word "retreat" that was in his throat and about to roll to his lips.  Went back.

    "Cannot withdraw" Corolle said these two words forcefully, making all the guards look sad.  "Thousands of Pulun cavalry can't escape!" If Coulor's words just now made the bodyguard feel sad and angry, then the next sentence is undoubtedly the end of the world.  That's right, if Pullen's thousands of cavalrymen retreated with their backs they would all be killed.

    And here is another triangular hilltop, going up and down.  No one can escape with the momentum of the downhill slope.

    "In that case, let's fight with them!" A certain guard said fiercely.

    The people around them looked at each other, their faces were ferocious, and they pulled out the swords at their waists with ferocious smiles.

    At this time, there was a sudden commotion in the French army's main line. I didn't know when a large number of Pullen spearmen had already clashed with the remaining French soldiers in the forest.  The entire hilltop was full of figures and bloody fights.  The defense on the east side was weak due to the rain of arrows from Pulun. Although there were still troops on the south side, the archers who rushed to Pulun in the south at this time had already aimed their arrows at them.

    "Kroll knows that if he doesn't attack at this time, he will definitely die. Since he is going to die, then he will transform himself into a devil and die on the battlefield!

    "Flag bearer! The whole army assaults, the cavalry goes out! Use the flag to convey the message to all soldiers, the time to be loyal to the empire has come! Fight for the honor of the motherland, and fight for our own survival!!"

    The flag bearer knew that this order already represented an order to fight to the death. With tears in his eyes, he waved "Holy Deeds" towards the other side of the mountain.Amid the miserable howls and loud war drums, the French soldiers on the other side of the hill all had ruddy faces and stared straight at the Pulun archers.
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