European Emperor Cultivation System

Chapter 84
When it was still daylight, Li Peijun and Werther's troops were already ready to go. In fact, Li Peijun didn't have much rest last night. He spent most of his time studying the lord's skills, but he would take a nap when he felt sleepy.

According to the intelligence exchanged between the two parties, Kovic will only end the tax collection work on Honfleur today. At the same time, he has no knowledge of what is happening outside at this time. As long as he is eliminated in one fell swoop, he can permanently No future trouble.

Li Peijun assigned a part of the surrendered noble knights to lead Werther's command. The plan was that Werther would break into the city gate first and launch an attack, and after absorbing the firepower of Kovic, Li Peijun would lead his army to make a surprise attack from the rear.

"Wait until you see three rockets rising from the sky in the city, that's the signal for the final charge." Werther discussed with Li Peijun.

Li Peijun nodded, and the assembled troops were divided into two groups again. Werther led the noble knights, and Li Peijun led the mercenaries.

"So, what are you going to do now?" Cohen asked puzzled.

The troops bypassed Honfleur again, preparing to attack from the flank.

"It's nothing, just follow the established plan and kill them all at once." Li Peijun smiled.

Witte's troops rushed into the city again, and happened to encounter Kovic's tax collection team again.

"Kante, you are moving those baggage, be careful I cut you down, you were like this yesterday, and you are like this again today, why can't we wait until the fight is over?"

Witt watched Kante rushing to grab the supplies, but after stopping him, he cursed again.

"Oh, what are you talking about, I didn't wake up early in the morning, and I will be more energetic if I look at the money more." Conte argued vigorously.

This time, because Werther was with him, Conte himself was embarrassed to issue an order. After driving away the tax collectors, he insisted on ignoring the confiscated materials, and the army continued to kill directly.

Kovic's side was also prepared for a long time, and fierce street fighting broke out between the two sides. This time Witte's side was really fighting hard. At the beginning, the battle line could be pushed forward a little bit. After Kovic stabilized his position, he then It was pushed back.

"Conte, fire up and shoot the rocket." Witt turned his head and shouted at Conte.

Conte took out the flint in his pocket and rubbed it against the arrow he had prepared long ago.

"Damn it, why can't it light?" Conte struggled to scratch back and forth several times, but the arrow didn't move.

"What the hell are you doing, light the fire." Witte looked back and cursed again, seeing that there was no movement behind.

Conte nervously wiped the flint off the ground, but the arrow still had no sign of igniting.

"Maybe, maybe it's because the flint was soaked in sweat when I put it in my arms before, and it can't be lit now." Conte wiped the bean-sized beads of sweat, and then took out another flint and rubbed it.

"I fucking really want to come here and stab you to death now. I told you to put these things into the leather you. You're good, it's all filled with Sol."

"Really, I really want to burn all your Thors." Witte pulled away from the battlefield and ran towards Conte.

"Go away and let me do it."

Witt snatched the arrow from Conte with one hand, and directly took out his own flint and steel.As soon as they passed by, the three arrows were ignited at the same time, and Vitra nocked the arrows, sending all three rockets into the sky at once.

Li Peijun outside the city focused on driving the joint operation to observe the position of the friendly forces, and Tiddell beside him was the first to see the signal sounding from above the city.

Upon receiving the information, Tiddell immediately elbowed Li Peijun and said, "The friendly army has given the signal, let's go."

Based on the location and marching trajectory of the friendly troops, Li Peijun judged the general direction of Kovich's base camp and marched into the city.

"If you kill one nobleman, you will be rewarded with one Thor. If you kill ten people, you will be rewarded with land." Li Peijun shouted loudly.

It is more effective to draw a real pie for these mercenaries than shouting Sparta's fighting spirit.

In the city, Kovic is still in the dark at this time.

"Werther is a lifeless guy. I didn't provoke him, but he provoked me instead. If you really don't teach him a lesson, he won't know his mistake."

Kovic angrily took the case, thinking that this guy was just trying to fish in troubled waters to make some money, but he didn't expect that now he was planning to fight with him to the death.

"We must wipe out all the rebels." Kovic came out with his sword, ready to have a decisive battle with Werther.

"Conte, I'm not talking about you, you're fucking good at swordsmanship." Werther couldn't help but praise.

Conte adjusted his helmet calmly, and said, "When I was in the manor, my favorite things were counting money and practicing swords, haha."

"When you have time, teach me two tricks."

"It's easy to talk about money." Conte shrugged and smiled.

Although Conte is an iron-fighting pig teammate, he is a first-class strongman in swordsmanship. He has played hundreds of singles and has not lost so far.

Previously, Li Peijun and Werther's surrendered noble knights had a marked decline in fighting will after encountering the main force of Kovic. Some even secretly changed their flags after seeing the strength gap between the two sides.

"Ok, why is it you?"

After accepting the surrender of the noble, Kovich was surprised to find that the noble who was supposed to stay in his fiefdom had just turned out to be his enemy.

"My lord, I...I was also helpless and forced. The fief was attacked, and the enemy was too powerful, so I surrendered as a last resort." Oak complained hypocritically again.

Due to the urgency of the war, Kovic didn't have time to listen to Oak's long speech, but he only learned about what happened outside the city in the past two days from his mouth.

After listening to the whole thing, Kovic took a breath. He didn't expect the enemy's attack speed to be so fast, and he was in a critical situation right now.

"Concentrate your firepower first to defeat the rebel army of Witte, and then deal with the guys outside the city."

Kovic made a decisive decision and accelerated the pace of attack again, leaving only a small number of people to hold back Li Peijun's troops.

The offensive on Werther's side was contained, and even began to retreat steadily. At the same time, Li Peijun's mercenary regiment also exchanged fire with the enemy near the entrance of the city.

"It seems that the enemy doesn't pay much attention to us, leaving only a few people to deal with us."

Li Peijun raised his sword and fell, sweeping away the last enemy blocking the way. The whole battle took less than a minute.

This group of mercenaries who were tempted by the benefits turned into a bunch of head harvesters at this moment. They enjoyed the smell of blood and were satisfied with the thrill of killing.

Driven by huge interests, the corps slaughtered all the way. The shadow of Satan appeared in the minds of those knights who resisted. This army led by the devil released all their sense of oppression and fear in an instant.

Before Witte's front army completely collapsed, Li Peijun successfully double-teamed and completed the final encirclement.

"Your Excellency Kovic, what a coincidence, your subordinates are not as brave as you imagined, and their heads are just ordinary commodities that can be measured by Thor."

Li Peijun shouted at the surrounded Kovic, his tone full of ridicule and banter.

"You devil, God will not forgive you, just wait to go to hell."

Li Peijun laughed and said, "You don't need me to take action, my people will rush to chop off your head. After all, your head is worth fifteen soles."

"God? God is coerced by you, and he sings praises for you everywhere, and washes away your sins for you. Who is the devil?"

"I am the one who really brings peace to this land, the most devout believer of God." Li Peijun raised his sword and looked around, and gave another order, launching the horn of the final charge.

"You..." Kovic was just about to curse back, when suddenly there was a stabbing pain in his back, and a dark sword pierced out from his chest.

"Oc, you..."

Kovic spoke with the last of his strength, and suddenly a sense of powerlessness occupied his whole body, and he fell off the horse.

"My lord, oh no, Your Excellency Kovic, I was forced to do nothing. The enemy is too powerful, so I have no choice."

Oak looked at Kovic, who had passed away, and tried his best to squeeze out a tear of regret.

After the death of the main general Kovic, Kovic's troops were leaderless and defeated by Li Pei's army in one fell swoop, and the battle in Honfleur achieved a comprehensive victory.

(End of this chapter)