The knight king of the otherworldly moon

After the past few days, the large troops from the south have been landing one after another.

Soon, there will not be only 3 people here, but [-], and after a few batches arrive, the number will reach [-].

If you continue to wait and let yourself concentrate your forces to complete the siege, Maginot Fortress will not have the slightest chance of turning over.

But from the current situation, Charlemagne chose the most correct course of action.

Fight early.

"Not bad! With determination as a marshal."

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

For now, this is the best decision.

Even if you give up your advantage, you can still win.

On the contrary, to continue to wait is to...wait to die.

"My lord, there is absolutely no sign of a counterattack on the French side.

Don't they want to take Verdun back."

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

This result somewhat disappointed him, who was preparing for a big fight.

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

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

Lucifer put the document in his hand in front of them.

After his own vague tactics, using the knights to repeatedly walk a few times, coupled with the tone of his own disclosure, let others successfully think that the army they brought with them has fifty thousand.

Retaking Verdun from 5 people and taking back Verdun from more than 7000 people is not at the same level of difficulty.

However, if they wait any longer, they will not only have 5 people in their hands.

"It's a bit of courage."

After Gawain saw it, he said with a smile.

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

Now, a big battle is exactly what he wants.

"If they don't fight now, they won't even have a chance to fight later.

King, Lancelot has asked to fight."

Lancelot fully understood the other party's predicament.

Continue to wait, once the military's heart is disintegrated, they will fight again...to die.

The final battle is in these two days.

If you win, everything is fine, if you lose, everything is fine.

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

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

Lucifer stood up and said to the knights around him.

At this time, Argonaut and Kelar also came here from the south.

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

But considering the fake news he had spread before, many people were frightened, and no one would dare to act 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 goes fast and comes fast.

Inside the Fortress of Maginot, Charlemagne looked at the document at hand with a relieved smile.

The above order is very simple, let them fight to the death at all costs, and even if they all die in battle, it will hurt Britain's vitality.

The order itself was fairly straightforward to kill them.

In this room were Charlemagne's cronies and loyal generals, not a single member of the noble army.

"This is Wang's latest order."

Charlemagne showed them the order.

"In the end, there is still no way for Wangcheng."

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

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

Rumors of the fall of Verdun are already circulating in the army in front of me, and the reason why there has been no accident is because the following soldiers are still there: trust me.

But only these few days, once the time gets longer, the noble army, and the recruits themselves should be in chaos.

At that time, we won't even have a chance to fight hard."

Charlemagne spoke their questions calmly.

The time is still short, and the military's heart has not been shaken too much. In a few days, it may be another situation.

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

Especially Lucifer has a good reputation, and there is no black history of killing and surrendering.

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

Floresmart looked around and found that there was not a single member of the noble army here.

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

"Apart from that, is there any other reason?"

"..."

In a moment of silence, no one said anything.

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 coming back.

"Before, I had been thinking about how to defeat the King of Knights handsomely.

I have 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, the ink on the side spoke a little indignantly.

"It's not your fault, Lord Marshal.

If all the troops in our hands are regular troops now."

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

The troops in our hands are already as regular as we can get, no more."

"But the Britons have more."

This is the strange place of that ink, and the strange place of everyone.

If the troops brought out by the other side are also mixed troops like them, they are not as frustrated as they are now, but from the perspective of previous battles, the average quality of the other side's troops is much higher than theirs.

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

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

Dion sighed.

"five hundred.

There hasn't been a single Viscounte yet."

Flores Mart said mockingly.

It was not Britain that he laughed, but themselves.

Even the Prime Minister has only [-] and knows others.

Well, you don't even have to think about where the missing people have gone, it's on the opposite side.

"Tomorrow, I will prepare the most abundant delicacies for everyone, and let all the soldiers eat enough.

The day after tomorrow, it will directly fight with Britain.

Everyone, don't cry, although we have a low chance of winning, it is not without chance."

Charlemagne's last words cheered everyone up.

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

Montbane was the first to shout.

"What nonsense! Of course we have a chance of winning, as long as we win, then we can use our army to defeat the King of Britain. What are you afraid of?"

"Well said, barbarian.

The King of Britain is in Verdun, and the opposite must be Lengomiard, although she is the strongest knight in Britain, but she is far worse than the King of Britain."

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

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

This is definitely good news.

After all, no one in their presence dared to say that they could shoot down a god.

"Well, if you think about it this way, we have a high chance of winning.

Forty to thirty, the strength of our troops is ours, and the other's coach is not there."

Oliver said at the same time.

"Give your order, Master Marshal!"

Flores Matt also spoke at this moment.

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

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

The situation did not improve until the next day, because Charlemagne's generous reward gave the soldiers some confidence after they had eaten.

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

If Britannia is defeated, they will have a supplement.

The dead don't have to worry if they are defeated by Britain.

While Charlemagne was rewarding the entire army, Lucifer was not idle. Since he knew that the opponent had chosen the path of a decisive battle, he naturally did not need to stay in Verdun.

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

Originally, he wanted to sacrifice the nearest small noble in blood, but the other party 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, and there were only 2000 people left in Verdun for Wellington and Edward to garrison.

On the road leading to Maginot, Lucifer suddenly stopped and asked Atta, who had just led the team back.

"Is it all resolved?"

"no problem.

All resolved.

No one was let go."

Atta opened the electronic glasses on his eyes and nodded to Lucifer.

She had just been ordered to lead a team of 1 sharpshooters to deal with the surrounding dark whistle, and this was the fifth attack along the way.

"His Royal Highness's archery is really wonderful! The post on this road has been almost cleaned up.

Next is... the first half of the journey, and there are more than a dozen places.