Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1896: The Iron Maiden (14)


Chapter 1896 Iron Maiden (fourteen)

Most of the French army was ready under the protection of shields, but the young girl stood at the forefront of the team with only a military flag and a long sword.

The "defensive" she also naturally became the target of public criticism—literally—the number of soldiers in the British army who took down this girl's head must be more than a hundred. People aimed at the girl's head to shoot arrows, and the arrow rain was less of a threat to other pharaohs!

The slings on the city wall are also being prepared, but the accuracy of the slings will inevitably drop on such a dark and windy night. The combination of wind and rain also made it impossible for the stones on the catapult to ignite smoothly. Even if they could be thrown, these stones would only use their weight to kill the enemy, and would not have the effect of igniting the French army in pieces.

The first wave of arrows hits. The crazy rain of arrows can ravage this girl, opening countless holes in her body. However, the girl disagreed. She raised her long sword, waved the flag, and blocked the first wave of arrows.

That would have been impossible. But the girl has a superhuman response, not only the long sword in her hand, but also the flying flag has become the most powerful and effective weapon in the girl's hands. She blocked the arrows one by one, and with just a few light steps, she avoided the dense rain of arrows that was almost impossible to dodge!

Shoucheng Ying** people must have never seen such a powerful technique of the Holy Maiden, so it is normal for them to be shocked. On the other hand, the French army is not used to it, because their saintess are possessed by gods, and those who are capable can not!

The first wave of arrows passed, with a brief pause. Not only because the soldiers had just shot a wave of arrows and had not had time to rewind their bows; it was also because the British soldiers were really frightened!

"It's now!" The girl suddenly shouted after dodging the wave of bows and arrows.

Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! ! ------------------------------ The French soldiers shouted in unison, and they suddenly rushed out from behind the shield formation, Another eight strong men, holding huge and heavy battering rams, sprinted towards the city gate! This steel-headed battering ram itself has wheels for additional support, but it is made extra heavy, so more people are needed to push it forward. The battering ram pushed by the eight strong men slammed into the door, which would cause a powerful impact, and they were going to use this impact to smash the city gate of Turiel!

Boom! ! The heavy hammer slammed into the huge steel city gate, which was equally thick, and the sound was deafening!

But the **** city gate actually held up the impact, it only moved half a minute, and even a thin child couldn't get through the open hole!

"Hoohoo, stupid French, do you think this level of battering ram will be able to smash our city gates?" The British commander sneered: "Let the arrows! What are you stunned for! Take them out!" Shoot as a hedgehog!"

The group of British troops who had been in a daze only acted again at this time, launching another wave of bows and arrows.

"Humph." Seeing that the first siege had little effect, the girl did not show impatience. With a low snort, she rushed to cover the retreating battering ram operators. The eight strong men needed to push the battering ram back and pull a certain distance before they could sprint again, using the acceleration and the mass inertia of the battering ram itself to hit the door. In the process, they were the most vulnerable and could only be guarded by that girl.

Joan of Arc did her best this time, rushing to block the battering ram operators, waving her sword and flag to block the rain of arrows. Because behind her is the person she wants to protect, she does not have the option of dodging the arrows, she must block all the arrows. Hundreds of arrows were bounced under her sword and flag, and few of them were able to break through her defense, but landed on the girl's armor and could not penetrate her armor, causing substantial damage to her.

But------

"Phew." A dark figure on the city wall smiled coldly and fired a black arrow.

Zha! As if guarded by divine power, Joan of Arc, who has never been hurt in the battle so far, not only did not notice this cold arrow, but also could not block or dodge it. The arrow shot straight at her, and she was only discovered when it almost pierced through her chest. In shock, she moved her body, and the arrow just stabbed her shoulder, barely piercing her heart!

"Ugh...!" The girl frowned and didn't speak. She looked up at the strange shadow on the city wall that emitted a cold arrow.

That's definitely not the son of man. The Son of Man can't hurt the current Iron Maiden. It was something other than human beings, something that had fallen into the devil's way.

"Phew." However, the girl wasn't surprised, and she didn't panic because of an arrow in the shoulder. She smiled coldly and plucked the arrow from her shoulder with one hand. Although the situation went wrong, her plan did not fail!

"杀啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊!!"------城堡两边突然响起了法军的战吼。

"What?!" The British commander was taken aback.

The frontal use of a battering ram to siege a city is just a pretense. The real goal of the French army was to take advantage of this dark and windy month to send two siege teams across the moat and launch raids from both sides of the castle! When all the attention of the British army was on Joan of Arc's side, trying to block her with a rain of arrows, the main force of the French army had actually set up the siege ladder and was climbing frantically!

The British soldiers with bows and arrows on the city walls had not had time to put down their bows and arrows to switch to melee weapons. The first knight who rushed to the city wall swung his sword and chopped off the heads of dozens of British soldiers!

"Defend!! Defend the city wall!" The British commander shouted loudly as he drew his long sword.

At this moment, the British army has no energy to deal with the French army on the front stone bridge. They have to stop shooting and fight the invading French army on the top of the city wall!

Boom! ! However, the huge impact once again shook Turiel Fort. The battering ram's strategy is not just a false pretense, and Joan of Arc also planned to break through the city gate from the front! The big men raised their battering rams for the second and third consecutive slams, and finally knocked open the city gate!

"Attack! Rush in!!" The Iron Maiden bandaged the wound on her shoulder as she held up the army flag and shouted: "Tonight is the time of the fall of Turliers! God bless France!"

The real battle begins, with the French pouring into the castle, while the British are caught off guard and are now fighting back in a panic. Despite the absolute advantage in numbers, the British army still lost a lot in morale. Facing the hundreds of French troops who had just poured into the city, they were losing ground!

"Sir, what should I do now?" The commander of the British army turned to look at the man in black beside him as if asking for help.

"Stay back in the dungeon. In the dungeon, we'll meet these French guys again." The man in black was the one who shot the saint with a cold arrow just now. This man's face was extremely pale, and under the moonlight there was a cold and strange atmosphere like a dead man.

"Understood." The British commander summoned his cronies and shouted: "Retreat from the secret passage into the dungeon! Lock all the secret doors! Don't let the French enter the dungeon!"

"Retreat?" The girl who had just rushed into the Turrell Fort and was leading a group of French soldiers was a little surprised when she saw the British army retreating.

"Why do you want to retreat to the deeper part of the castle?" The knight Demes beside the girl couldn't help but curiously said: "The gate has been lost, shouldn't these cowards escape from the back door of the castle as usual? What's the matter with retreating to the dungeon and waiting to die?"

"We will always figure it out." The girl hummed softly: "Gather the most elite troops and prepare to invade the dungeon!"

Meanwhile, in the French camp.

"What? You want to see the Saintess?" The Duke of Alençon looked curiously at the two strangers who were visiting.

One of them is a real stranger, the Duke of Alençon has never met this handsome blond boy; and the other, although he can be regarded as a stranger, the Duke of Alençon still knows—— That young man was a famous vampire hunter from the Myerson Brotherhood. It's natural that the commoners don't know Johnny Zuster, the vampire hunter. But the high society of France is inextricably linked with the Brotherhood of Melson, and the name of the vampire hunter, how could the Duke of Alençon have never heard of it. So even though little Juster wore a hood and tried to hide his identity in the French barracks, the duke saw through him at a glance.

"The two nobles have something to meet with the Saintess, and we would have been happy to introduce them." The Duke of Alençon then said, the old man who was over seventy years old still had the demeanor of the past: "But the timing of your coming is really good. It's too bad. The Lady Saint has already taken her army to capture Turiel Fort. If things go well, when Her Lady Saint returns triumphantly, you can come forward to bless her and celebrate her victory."

"Hmm..." Arthur ignored the Duke of Alençon~IndoMTL.com~ and looked thoughtfully through the fortifications of the position, looking at the battle-ravaged castle opposite. The French army had already captured most of the fort of Turrell, and the British army was retreating steadily, and it seemed that they had retreated to the interior of the castle. The remaining British soldiers who could not escape were only to be slaughtered. On the gray and dark stormy night, the screams in the battlefield were loud, accompanied by the symphony of weapons and the wailing of the losers, mixed into a symphony of death.

Then, the holy sword on Arthur's waist began to resonate.

To be more precise, it's the bladeless metal "scabbard" ringing. The light blue light on it became more and more conspicuous, and it became particularly noticeable in this French army position with poor lighting conditions and only dim kerosene lamps.

"Inside." Arthur suddenly interrupted everyone's conversation, pressing his holy sword with his hand.

"What?" Little Zust was a little surprised.

"An inhuman thing." Arthur had already understood the meaning of the shining blade, and he said indifferently: "Demon race. Vampire. I'm afraid it's still a guy at the true ancestor level. It's inside Turiel Fort."

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