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"Master Duke! It's not good! It's not good!"

The voice of a guard suddenly came over.

"Calling! They're calling!"

"Has the soldier come over?"

The Duke of Burgundy regained his energy immediately, and at this moment he even clenched his fists excitedly!

Yes!That's it!As expected, that team has completely run out of food!

It was because they were out of food that they rushed towards him regardless, and after eating their last meal, they used their last energy to attack the Burgundian army—just like a beast caught in a trap would It's like struggling desperately, just because they have seen their dying fate!

And now, that soldier is obviously doing this kind of thing!

This is but a flashback to the dying!

"Since he's calling! Let's get out of the way!"

The Duke of Burgundy laughed.

"Have you ever hunted wild boars? Don't stand in front of wild boars! Everyone run faster! Be careful not to be hit by pigs!"

"Do not worry!"

"It's all little things!"

"He will definitely not be able to catch up with us!"

The nobles and knights who followed the Duke of Burgundy also laughed. During this period of time, they were all used to similar orders-at first they somewhat resisted, thinking it was an insult to their bravery, but Only after they truly saw the terror of the soldier did they realize that it was clearly the Duke's sympathy for them.

In order to keep them useful, the Duke even personally ordered them to retreat.

It is really disgraceful to escape by yourself, but being led by the Duke to escape is called a strategic shift, not to mention that they are indeed using strategy. Pig arch?

They have all participated in hunting, so how could they make such a low-level mistake.

The correct way is of course to run around the wild boar, exhausting the last bit of strength of the wild boar!

"Run! Everyone, run!"

All the sergeants following the Duke of Burgundy didn't have the slightest intention of being chased away at this moment. Their faces were full of cheerful smiles, and those who didn't know thought it was a spring outing.

And the small group of people in the distance has also rushed over.

"Hahaha! Do you think you can catch up with us?"

The Duke of Burgundy, who had already turned his horse's head, turned back and shouted, he was so high-spirited at the moment.

So what about a warrior who can defeat hundreds of people, but he still can't escape his strategic plan!

All the soldiers loyal to the false king are already like this, presumably the same is true for the false king. The only one who can really control this land is himself who is so talented!

The Principality of Burgundy will become the Kingdom of Burgundy in his hands, or even the Burgundy Empire!

"We will come to shoot arrows at night! The land of Burgundy will drain your last drop of blood!"

Facing the group of beleaguered men and horses in the distance, the Duke of Burgundy issued a fierce declaration of war.

"This is my domain! None of you will go to Chinon!"

"We promise you!"

On the horseback in the distance, the same shout came back from afar.

"We promise you!"

"Hahaha! You all saw it, he said he promised me!"

The Duke of Burgundy was so excited at the moment that he even rubbed his palms regardless of etiquette.

"Even an eagle soaring in the sky will bow its head to others, and even the strongest warrior will bow to me!"

"Not going to Chinon! We are not going to Chinon!"

On the horseback in the distance, the shouting came from afar again.

"Not going to Chinon! We're going to your house!"

"Hahaha! You all heard it! He said go to me...huh?"

Seeing the cavalry roaring past in the distance, the Duke of Burgundy was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, the face of the Duke of Burgundy turned pale in an instant.

"Catch up! Stop them!"

"what?"

The nobles and knights of Burgundy were still a little stunned, they didn't understand what the order meant for a while.

Isn't it all done?Haven't all the tactics of boiled eagles been successful?The soldier himself said he agreed to them, how could their Lord Duke still...

"They're going to Dijon! They're going to fight the capital of Burgundy!"

The Duke of Burgundy waved his whip anxiously, at this moment he only felt his scalp go numb.

"Move quickly! Otherwise, the house will be gone!"

The Battle of Orleans, the Hundred Years' War of the Evil Dragon: Chapter 28 Chapter 28 Tactics Across the Ages

Facts have proved that the mobility of a huge army is still far worse than that of a small team with only a dozen people.

When the entire army completed the U-turn, the small group of people had already run far away. This time it was the Duke of Burgundy's turn to be the pursuer, and he also couldn't catch up no matter what he did - he used the horsepower to run before. After passing the opponent's traveling horse, but this time the opponent also changed into a war horse, and he lost even the speed advantage.

Moreover, he has to keep the formation neat.

If you don't keep it, you must know that the soldier may come back at any time. If the two sides collide head-on, the Duke of Burgundy can be sure that his head will be chopped off and hung on the flagpole in less than 30 seconds. superior.

This is the horror of excessive personal force. A soldier alone is an army, but whether it is in terms of mobility or the speed of tactical changes, it is far beyond the reaction limit of an army.

"I hope it's okay, I hope it's okay..."

At this moment, the Duke of Burgundy can only pray. He can't even catch up with him, and he has no means to restrict the opponent.

The messengers have been sent out. These light cavalry are responsible for notifying the villages, towns and castles along the way. They will inform the local area to prepare for defense as quickly as possible-although facing a fighter of that level, the so-called defense I don't know what's the use, but it's better than nothing. What if the soldier saw the closed gate of the castle and just gave up?

Although this kind of thinking of expecting the other party's kindness is quite unreliable, the Duke of Burgundy can only think so now.

"What? They really didn't attack your castle?"

When passing by the first garrison stronghold, the Duke of Burgundy unexpectedly heard good news—but he immediately realized that this was by no means good news.

Just because that group of people did not choose to attack the city, it can only mean that they have already gone straight to Dijon, the capital of the Principality of Burgundy!

"Quick! Faster! Faster..."

The Duke of Burgundy was on his way non-stop, but the news from various garrison strongholds and villages and towns along the way let him know that he was still pulled away for at least half a day-in half a day, even a large army would not have time to break through a city. A city, but for a top fighter, it only takes a few breaths to climb over the wall.

What's more, as the capital of the Principality of Burgundy, Dijon is a big city with many people living in the city, which means that the gates of the city cannot be closed around the clock.

If the city was still open when that soldier passed by...

"My lord duke has passed out! Help me! Help me!"

A group of personal guards and knights rushed over, fearing that the Duke of Burgundy, who suddenly lost consciousness, would fall off his horse and die. It was two slaps on the head, which allowed the Duke of Burgundy to regain consciousness from a coma.

"Where am I?"

The Duke of Burgundy on the horse was still a little dizzy.

"Didn't I go back to Dijon... Oh yes! Dijon!"

The Duke of Burgundy, who came back to his senses, quickly raised his head.

"Quick! Let's go back! Quick! Quick!"

This time, the Duke of Burgundy didn't even bring the army, but only the bodyguard cavalry and elite knights, one man and two horses, regardless of horsepower - such rapid galloping would cause damage to the horses, but at this moment the Duke of Burgundy had already He didn't care anymore, he just wanted to lead the team back to Dijon and his capital as quickly as possible.

Fortunately, when he chased all the way and finally arrived at the city of Dijon, the city gate in front of him was closed tightly.

This could not help but relieve the Duke of Burgundy, especially when he saw that the defenders on the city wall were intact.

"Open the door for me!"

The relaxed Duke of Burgundy yelled at the top of the city.

"Also, have you seen that group of people? A knight led ten cavalry, escorted a woman, and the leader was a soldier in common clothes. Did you see them?"

"We... saw it."

The defenders on the city wall seemed a little hesitant.

"My lord, you..."

"Open the door for me first! Don't talk so much nonsense!"

The Duke of Burgundy continued to shout while calming down the scattered breathing caused by the rush.

"Since you have seen it, do you remember which way they ran? North or west?"

"They, they..."

The defender's voice trembled more and more.

"They're in town..."

"Oh, I mean, so they are... what? In the city?"

The Duke of Burgundy almost jumped from his horse in shock.

"Then open the city gate and let me in! How can you put that kind of monster in... Wait! Tell me where those monsters are now!"

"Let's go, that monster has taken people away."

When the word "monster" was mentioned, the defender's voice trembled a little, obviously he had already experienced a lot.

"But, but..."

"But what? You open the city gate first!"

The Duke of Burgundy suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Obviously this is his city, why haven't the defenders on the city wall opened the gate yet?

"He can't tell anymore, let me tell you!"