European Emperor Cultivation System

Chapter 37

"It's a large group of cavalry, at least two thousand." The three of Tiddell lurk in the blind corner of the road, watching everything silently.

Bernard looked at the direction of the cavalry and the speed of the march, and calculated it by himself.

"March in a hurry, and the direction of movement is probably where we started before, that is, Rouen." Cohen has already judged it.

"And there are familiar faces, but I can't remember where I saw them." Tiddell pushed aside the leaves and found a figure he had seen before in the crowd.

"Why are they going to Rouen so late?" Bernard was a little puzzled.

"Anyway, in all likelihood, something big is going to happen. Let's take a small path and go back to the castle." After observing the situation, Tiddell hurriedly urged them to leave.

"What about Bruno?" Bernard was still worried about Li Peijun's safety.

"The situation is urgent now, let's talk about it after this incident." At this time, every second must be raced, and Tiddell hurriedly dragged Cohen and Bernard to copy the path.

On the other side of the forest, a lonely figure galloped quickly on the muddy road with slight rain.

"I always have a bad premonition, and there are more than one." Li Peijun didn't know what he was worried about from the beginning.

"The mission appears, guard the castle."

Li Peijun wiped his face with his hands to even out a clean area, with a hint of worry between his brows, and the whip in his hand was pumping faster and faster unconsciously.

"Tonight will be bloody night."

Late at night, on the outskirts of Rouen, the Château de la Baron de la Morne
"Finally caught up." Tiddle stroked his rain-disrupted hair,

"There's not much time left. It's important to wake up the baron first, and organize an emergency mobilization of the whole city by the way." After finishing speaking, Cohen slapped his horse on his horse with a whip, and the two followed closely behind.

Sporadic oil lamps were lit in the castle, and people gradually woke up from their sleep.

"What? You said a large number of cavalry are approaching Rouen?" Baron Mona did not dare to slack off after hearing the message from the maid in the inner chamber. He quickly got fully armed and the castle's alert quickly rose to the first level of combat readiness.

At the foot of the mountain, a cavalry unit was approaching.

"General, the Highland Castle is ahead. This time, the Marquis Edward entrusted us with the most critical task, which is very important to us." While reporting the situation, the subordinates flattered the boss.

The man looked at the tiny castle in front of him, and he couldn't help laughing, "Now that the Marquis Edward is now the Duke of Normandy, I, William, can be promoted to an earl at least."

"Yes, yes, what your lord said is, hurry up and organize an attack."

"By taking down the Highland Castle this time, we will cut off the surrounding fortresses one by one, and then we can slowly defeat them one by one." William felt the expectations of Marquis Edward when he assigned this task, and he was immediately confident. .

Baron William observed the terrain of the site. Apart from the fact that it is built on the hillside and has a height advantage, there is nothing else to worry about.

"Horse refusal formation?" William looked at the gate of the castle, which was already covered with refusal formations.

"General, look, there are quite a few militiamen on guard up there." The man under his hand pointed to the crenellations on the city wall. The torches were connected one after another, as if they had been waiting for them there.

"They seem to know that we will come. Do you want to report the situation to the Marquis?"

William glanced at him, as if he was very impatient, "Don't talk to the Marquis Edward about trivial matters, it makes us very incompetent, let me tell you, I don't believe that my three hundred cavalry are still not level He is just a small stronghold."

William pulled out his saber, pointed at the castle on the high ground ahead, "Come on, this is just a stepping stone on the road to glory."

"As you can see, they are really here." Baron Mona observed the battle situation from a high position.

"Prepare to meet the enemy." With an order, the knights and militiamen in the city mobilized collectively.

The moat outside the city gate is very narrow, and a horse with a slightly stronger jumping ability can cross it with a single leap.

The horse rejection formation at the gate of the city played a certain hindering role, and William had to spend time clearing these roadblocks.

"Damn it, light the torch." Since this was a rapid march and a night attack, the subsequent siege troops had not yet caught up. In addition, God also helped Baron Mona and the others a lot. The muddy ground delayed the overall mobility of the cavalry.

The wooden sticks wrapped with cloth strips were quickly piled up at the gate, as if smeared with turpentine and animal oil, the fire quickly spread all the way to the city gate.

"Hurry up, carry water to put out the fire, hurry up, everyone, throw heavy objects down." The militiamen and knights shared a common hatred, some carried water to put out the fire, and some kept throwing blocks of wood and stones down the city.

William's troops suffered heavy losses, coupled with the rainy and humid environment, the fire was naturally suppressed to a certain extent, and the city gate would not burn down for a while.

"General, why don't you retreat first and organize the siege after the siege equipment catches up." His subordinates suggested to him that it should be a wise move from the current situation.

"No, fight to the death for me. Prepare the cavalry archer, aim at the guards at the top of the city, and shoot them down one by one." William planned to storm the castle.

"Atel, how long can we last?" Baron Mona looked at the enemy's offensive, and it was only a matter of time before the castle fell.

"At least half an hour, at most an hour." Atel drew out the arrow that had just been shot into his arm, suppressing the pain to explain the urgency of the situation.

"Is there a way to contact the Duke?" At this time, if there is a support soldier, the enemy's siege can be lifted, and they can be attacked in a counterattack.

With his lips pressed against his teeth, Artel struggled to make a sound, "Now we are completely out of contact, and we don't know the situation of the enemy's follow-up troops."

The Baron sighed helplessly, "Okay, I understand."

The fire at the gate of the city was still spreading, and the thick hemp rope tied to the suspension bridge was also engulfed in the flames. Casualties on both sides were serious. William's side had been attacking, and Mona's side was planning to defend to the end.

"Aim there and shoot me." Just as William drew his sword to knock away the stones that fell on him, he was hit by a falling piece of wood on his shoulder. Fortunately, the armor was solid and did not affect the battle.

Lord William raised his sword and pointed at the sling rope of the shadow looming in the flames, and soon there was another volley, and the suspension bridge broke with a bang, and the blazing suspension bridge fell down with a bang.

"Together, rush in." William looked forward to the moment and finally rushed in, braving the fire.

After a round of storming, the two sides lost more than half of their troops and lost the protection of the terrain and city walls. Baron Mona, who was obviously at a disadvantage in terms of numbers and equipment, became even more critical. The main fighting force entered the stage of street fighting again.

"Don't use your pots and pans as shields, my iron hooves are not kitchen shovels." William trampled down the guard's militiaman, with a sharp knife of rain and dew across his throat, accompanied by bursts of horseshoes. Splash all over evenly.

"Everyone, retreat to the inner fort." In the street fighting, you are simply the prey of others. In front of the iron hoof, you can only be hunted. Only by building a new line of defense can you delay as much time as possible.

The remaining personnel evacuated to the inner fort one after another to continue guarding. William looked at the more dilapidated city defense in front of him, with disdain written all over his face.

"Look at me to educate these stubborn guys." William fiddled with his sword, letting the rain wash away the blood stains on the blade, emitting an aggressive cold light under the moonlit night.

(End of this chapter)