Chapter 1896: Steel virgin (fourteen)

Chapter 1896 Steel Virgins Fourteen
Most of the French army was prepared under the shield's protection, but the girl only held the flag and the sword, standing at the forefront of the team.
"Unprepared", she has naturally become the target of public criticism - literally - the British army to win the girl's first-level soldiers, certainly more than 100 people. People aimed at the girl's head to shoot arrows, and the arrow rain was not so big for other threats!
The slinger on the wall is also being prepared, but the trebuchet will inevitably fall in accuracy on such a high black night. The wind and rain also make the stones on the slinger unable to ignite smoothly. Even if they can throw it out, these stones only use the weight to kill the enemy, and they can't get the effect of igniting the French army.
The first wave of arrows came. The crazy arrow rain can marry the girl, and there are countless holes in her body. However, the girl did not agree, she raised her sword, waved the flag, and began to block before the first wave of arrows.
That was originally impossible. But the girl has a superhuman reaction, not only the sword in her hand, but even the flying flag has become the most powerful and effective weapon in the girl's hands. She relies on her sword and her flag to bring the oncoming iron. The arrows are blocked one by one. She relies on a few light steps to avoid the arrow rain that is almost impossible to dodge!
The defending English people have certainly not seen such a powerful skill of the saints, so it is normal for them to be scared. On the other hand, the French army is not used to it, because their saints have a god-like body, and they can't!
The first wave of arrows passed, with a moment of pause. It’s not just because the soldiers just shot a wave of arrows, they haven’t had time to pull the bow again; it’s because the British are really scared!
"It's now!" The girl suddenly shouted after she evaded the wave of bows and arrows.
Haha, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah! ! - The soldiers of France shouted together. They suddenly rushed out of the team after the shield, and they were composed of eight strong men. They held huge heavy siege hammers and sprinted toward the city gate! The siege hammer built by this steel head has its own supporting wheel, but it is made extra heavy, so more people are needed to push it forward. The attacking hammers that the eight strong men pushed on the door will have a strong impact. They will use this kind of impact to break the gates of the tolls!
Boom! ! The heavy hammer hit the huge, huge steel gate, and the sound was deafening!
But the city gate actually supported the next impact, it just moved half a point, the open hole even a thin child can not drill!
"Where, stupid French, think that this level of siege hammer can defeat our city gate?" The British commander sneered: "Let's throw! What are you doing! Shoot them into hedgehogs !"
The group of British troops who were in a daze only acted again at this time and fired another wave of bows and arrows.
"Hey." The girl saw little effect on the first siege, but did not show impatience. She snorted and rushed to cover the siege hammer operators in the back. The eight strong men need to push the siege hammer back and pull a certain distance to sprint again, using the acceleration and the mass inertia of the siege hammer itself to hit the door. In the process they are the most vulnerable, and can only be guarded by the girl.
Jude was almost exhausted this time. She rushed to the front of the group of siege hammer operators, waving long swords and military flags to block the arrows. Because behind her is the person she wants to guard, she does not have the choice of dodging arrows, she must block all the arrows. Hundreds of arrows were bounced under her sword and flag. Few of them were able to break through her defense, but fell on the girl's armor and could not penetrate her armor, causing substantial damage to her.
but--
"Call." There was a black shadow on the wall and a cold smile, emitting a black arrow.
tie! As if it is guarded by divine power, Joan of Arc, who has never suffered a little damage from the battle, not only does not realize this cold arrow, nor can it block or dodge it. The arrow shot straight at her and was discovered by her almost instantaneously through her chest. Under the shock, she moved her body, and the arrow just stabbed her shoulder, barely wearing a sword!
"Hey!" The girl frowned, didn't talk, looked up at the wall and gave the strange shadow of the cold arrow.
That is definitely not the son of man. The son of man can't hurt the current steel virgin. That is something outside the human body, something that has broken into the magic.
"Call." However, the girl was not surprised, nor was she panicked because she had an arrow on her shoulder. She smiled coldly and pulled the arrow on her shoulder in one hand. Although the situation has made a few mistakes, her strategy has not failed!
"Kill, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!!" - The battle of the French army suddenly sounded on both sides of the castle.
auzw.com "What?!" The British commander was taken aback.
The use of siege hammers to attack the city on the front is just a scorpion. The real goal of the French army is to take advantage of the high winds of the month and send two siege teams to cross the moat and launch a raid from both sides of the castle! When all the British troops focused on Joan of Arc, trying to block her with the arrow rain, the main force of the French army actually set up the siege ladder and climbed wildly!
The British army with bows and arrows on the head of the city had not had time to put down their bows and arrows and switched to melee weapons. The first knight who rushed to the wall waved his sword and cut down the heads of dozens of British soldiers!
"Defensive!! Hold the wall!" The British commander shouted as he pulled out his sword.
At this moment, the British army had no energy to deal with the French army on the front stone bridge. They had to stop shooting and fight against the invading French army on the top of the city wall!
Boom! ! However, the huge impact once again spurred the castle of Tully. The strategy of the siege hammer is not a false scorpion. Jude here also plans to break the city gate from the front! The big men raised the second and third consecutive slamming of the siege hammer and finally knocked the gate open!
"Attack! Rush in!!" The steel virgin bandaged the wound on his shoulder and shouted at the flag: "Tonight is the time of the fall of Turle! God bless France!"
The real battle began, the French army poured into the castle, and the British army was stunned, and now it began to panic. Despite the absolute advantage of the number of people, the British army still lost a lot of morale in the face, facing the hundreds of French troops who had just entered the city, it was defeated!
"Mr. What do you do now?" The commander of the British army turned to look at the black man next to him as he turned to help.
"Retreat to the dungeon. In the dungeon, we will come back to this group of French monks." The black man was the guy who had just shot the saint with a cold arrow. The man's face was very pale, showing a cold and strange atmosphere in the moonlight.
"Understood." The commander of the British army called a confidant and shouted: "Retreat from the secret passage into the dungeon! Lock all the secret doors! Don't let the French enter the dungeon!"
"Retreat?" Just rushed into the town of Turtle, and was leading a group of French soldiers, and it was a bit strange to see the British army retreating.
"Why do you want to retreat to the castle more deeply?" The Cavalier Demes, who is next to the girl, can't help but curiously said: "The gates have all fallen. Shouldn't the widowers escape from the back door of the castle as usual? Retreat to the dungeon Waiting for death, what is it?"
"We will always understand." The girl whispered: "Collect the most elite people, ready to break into the dungeon!"
At the same time, in the camp of the French army.
"What? You want to see the saints?" The Duke Alençon looked curiously at the two strangers he visited.
One of them was really strange. The Duke of Alençon had never seen this handsome blond boy; while the other person, although a stranger, knew the Duke of Alençon - the young man was famous. A vampire hunter from the Melson Brotherhood. It is a matter of course that the civilians do not know the Nichols, the vampire hunter. But the upper class of France and the Melson Brotherhood are inextricably linked, the name of the vampire hunter, how the Duke of Alençon may not have heard of it. So even though Xiao Zuster was wearing a hood and trying to hide his identity in the French military camp, the Duke saw him at a glance.
"The two nobles have something to see the saints, we were willing to introduce them." The Duke of Alençon said that the old man who is over 70 years old still has the grace of the year: "But the timing of your visit is too much." Coquettish. The virgins have already taken the army personally to attack the tomb of Tully. If things go well, when the virgins return home, you can come forward to bless her and celebrate her victory."
"哼" Arthur did not take care of the Duke of Alençon, but thoughtfully through the fortifications of the position, looking at the castle that was being smashed by the war. The French army has already captured more than half of the Trelleborg, and the British army has retreated and seems to have retreated to the interior of the castle. The rest of the British soldiers who could not run away were only allowed to be killed by the slaughter. In the dark night of the stormy night, the shouts in the battlefield shook the sky, accompanied by the crosses of the soldiers and the sorrows of the losers, mixed into a symphony of death.
Then, the holy sword at Arthur's waist began to resonate.
More correctly, it is the metal "sword sheath" that has no front. The light blue light on it became more and more conspicuous, and it became particularly eye-catching in this French position with poor lighting conditions and only dark kerosene lamps.
"Inside." Arthur suddenly interrupted the conversation and pressed his holy sword with his hand.
"What?" Little Zuster was a little surprised.
"Inhuman things." Arthur had already realized the meaning of the blade's radiance. He said indifferently: "The devil. The vampire. I am afraid it is still a true-level guy. It is inside the castle of Tully."