The King of Knights in a Different World

After these few days, large troops from the south have landed one after another.

Soon, there will be not only 30,000 people here, but 60,000, and after a few batches arrive, the number will reach 100,000.

If you continue to wait and let yourself concentrate your forces to complete the siege, the Maginot Fortress will not have a slight chance of coming back.

But from the current situation, Charlemagne chose the most correct approach.

Fight early.

"Not bad! Has the decisiveness of being a marshal."

Lucifer put down the information in his hand, and said with a smile.

For now, this is the most correct decision.

Although giving up one's own advantage, it is possible to win.

On the contrary, if you continue to wait, you are...waiting to die.

"My lord, there is no sign of a counterattack from France at all.

Don't they want to take Verdun back?"

It was Gao Wen who spoke. He squatted outside for two days, but he didn't realize that the other party had the idea of ​​counterattack at all.

This result somewhat disappointed him who was about to do a big job.

"That's only if they can take it back.

Look, the opponent is ready to fight to the death."

Lucifer put the document in his hands before their eyes.

Through my own vague tactics, using the knights to walk a few more times, coupled with the tone of my disclosure, I made others think that the army I brought was 50,000.

Wanting to take back Verdun from 50,000 people and taking back Verdun from more than 27,000 people is not at the same level of difficulty.

However, if they wait any longer, they will not only have 50,000 people in their hands.

"It's kind of courageous."

After Gao Wen saw it, he smiled and said.

If the other party keeps withdrawing, he will despise the other party instead.

Now, a big fight is exactly what he wants.

"If we don't take advantage of the decisive battle now, they won't even have a chance to fight in the future.

King, Lancelot begs to fight."

Lanceros understood the plight of the opponent very well.

Continue to wait, once the morale of the army collapses, they will die in a decisive battle...

The decisive battle will be in these two days.

If you win, you will have nothing to worry about, if you lose, you will have nothing to worry about.

However, at that time, the other party may have already died, so there is no need to worry so much.

"Relax, my knight, we will not be late for this battle."

Lucifer got up and said to the knights around him.

At this time, Agguivin and Kailar also came here from the south.

The general situation on the south side is in charge of Drake.

But considering the fake news he had spread before, many people were scared out of their wits, and no one would dare to take action against him at this time.

If you don't take it down, two-thirds of the territory will be yours sooner or later.

no.420 make up your mind

News comes and goes as fast as it goes.

Inside the Maginot Fortress, Charlemagne looked at the documents in his hand with a relieved smile.

The above order is very simple, let them fight to the death at all costs, even if they all die in battle, the vitality of Britain will be greatly damaged.

The order itself was pretty straight forward telling them to die.

This room is full of Charlemagne's confidantes and loyal generals, not a single member of the noble army.

"This is the latest order from the king."

Charlemagne showed them the order.

"There is still no way out in Wangcheng."

After seeing the letter, Roland said with a wry smile.

"It's not that there's no way, it's that we don't have the time.

Rumors of the fall of Verdun are already circulating in the army. The reason why no accidents have happened is because the soldiers below are still there: trust me.

But it's only these few days, once the time goes by, the noble army and the recruits themselves should be in chaos.

At that time, we will not even have the chance to fight hard.”

Charlemagne calmly narrated their questions.

The time is short now, and the morale of the army has not been shaken too much. In a few days, it may be another situation.

At that time, those nobles who are afraid of death will definitely surrender in order to survive.

Especially Lucifer's reputation is good, there is no black history of murder.

"Is that why you didn't let the noble army participate in the meeting this time?"

Floresmat looked around and found that there was no member of the noble army here.

Think about it too, if those people hear the news, they may be in turmoil tonight.

"Besides, is there any other reason?"

"..."

In a moment of silence, no one said anything more.

They didn't blame Ah Fu for not coming back to fight with them, on the contrary, it was the order of the marshal, and they didn't want Ah Fu to come back.

"Originally, I was always thinking about how to defeat the King of Knights handsomely.

I tried many ways to do this, but to no avail.

Probably the most useful thing we can do right now is...complete this order."

After Charlemagne finished speaking, Na Mo on the side spoke a little angrily.

"This is not your fault, Marshal.

If all the troops in our hands are regular troops.”

"It's not like you to make excuses for yourself, Mo.

We have as many regular troops as we can get, nothing more."

"But the Britons have more."

This is where Namo is strange, and it is also where everyone is strange.

If the troops brought out by the opponent were also mixed troops like them, they would not be as frustrated as they are now, but judging from the previous big and small fights, the average quality of the opponent's troops is much higher than theirs.

"That's because there is no privateness in their country.

There are strict regulations in the king's law, even if the prime minister and marshal have more than 500 private soldiers, it is considered a serious crime."

Dion sighed.

"five hundred.

Not as many as a viscount leader."

Flores Matt said with a sneer.

It was not Britain he laughed at, but themselves.

Even the prime minister has only 500, so I don't know anyone else.

Then there is no need to think about where the missing people go, it is just opposite.

"Tomorrow, we will prepare the most sumptuous delicacies for everyone, so that all soldiers can eat their fill.

The day after tomorrow, we will directly fight against Britain.

Don't cry, everyone, although our odds of winning are low, it's not like we have no chance of winning."

At the end of Charlemagne's words, everyone was cheered up.

His words made the other people feel a little... better.

Montebain yelled first.

"What nonsense! Of course we have a chance of winning. As long as we win, we can just wave our troops and defeat the King of Britain. What are you afraid of?"

"Well said, savage.

The King of Britain is in Verdun, so the opposite must be Rungomignard, although she is the strongest knight in Britain, she is far behind the King of Britain."

At this time, Roland also thought of a way to boost morale.

They had been disturbed by the fall of Verdun before, but now that they think about it, the one in Verdun is Lucifer, which means that they will not meet Lucifer now.

This is definitely good news.

After all, no one among them dared to say that they could shoot down a god.

"Well, if you think about it that way, our odds are pretty good.

Forty versus thirty, we have the advantage in strength, and the opponent's coach is not there."

Oliver also said at the same time.

"Give the order, my lord marshal!"

Flores Matt also spoke at this moment.

In this way, the morale of these high-level people was temporarily saved.

However, under this dark night, the soldiers below became more and more worried about the fall of Verdun.

This situation did not improve until the next day, because Charlemagne rewarded them generously, and the soldiers felt somewhat confident after eating their fill.

As for food that might be wasted, they don't have to worry about that at all.

If Britain is defeated, they will be replenished.

If defeated by Britain, the dead don't have to worry.

While Charlemagne was rewarding the whole army, Lucifer was not idle, since he knew that the other side had chosen the path of decisive battle, he naturally didn't have to stay in Verdun anymore.

Considering the possible accidents, before leading the army to leave, Lucifer took the initiative to attack in the direction of the royal city once.

Originally, he wanted to sacrifice the blood of the nearest little nobleman, but the other party just ran away.

After making the appearance of preparing to march towards the royal city, Lucifer immediately led the army towards the direction of the Maginot Fortress. There were only 2,000 people left in Verdun for Wellington and Edward to garrison. .

On the avenue leading to Maginot, Lucy Felton suddenly stopped and asked Atta who had just led the team back.

"Is everything resolved?"

"no problem.

All resolved.

No one was let go."

Ata opened the electronic glasses on his eyes, nodded to Lucifer and said.

She has just been ordered to take a team of 1 sharpshooter to deal with the hidden whistle around, this is already the fifth attack along the way.

"His Royal Highness's archery skills are really wonderful! The sentries on this section of the road have almost been cleaned up.

Next is... the first half of the journey, there are still a dozen places.