My British Empire

The next day, the city government of Rennes fully accepted the conditions, opened the city gates, and began to welcome the British army into the city.

On this day, the sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds in the sky. Only the light wind still lured the tall trees standing straight upright and lifted the long blue hair of the young girls.

The city gate was lowered, and the city government on both sides let the city guards stand on both sides as guards, or guards.

The high-level British army headed by the Marquis of Edinburgh wore military uniforms, raised their chins, rode a big horse, and marched into the city of Rennes with their heads held high and their chests high with the gentle movement of the horseshoes.

Following them was the Royal Army of the United Kingdom of Britain in red uniforms.

They are clean and tidy, imposing, with vigorous steps, eyes looking forward, and "da da da" rhythmic strides, giving people a high-spirited spirit, and they seem to be the teachers of the king.

In everyone's impression, Britain has always been famous for its lobster soldiers.

But, in fact, it was just the Barot style of the 17th and 18th centuries. The British army at this time was not much different from other countries.

Since it is a unified army, they also wore unified military uniforms.

The upper body is a red and white striped shirt, the lower body is black trousers, and a flat hat is worn on the head.

What is more conspicuous is that they all have a piece of armor on their chest to protect their hearts, which shows that although they have moved away from the medieval armor model, they are still deeply affected.

With guns in their hands, the British soldiers began to enter the city gate with neat and rhythmic steps.

After the temporary darkness of the city gate, the scene presented to the British soldiers was exactly this:

The organized citizens held flowers in their hands, smiled on their faces, waved their arms, and yelled about the English people.

There are a large number of people standing on both sides of the street, both men and women, lively and lively, as if they are participating in some lively religious activities.

This welcome scene greatly encouraged the British troops who were walking in neat steps.

"Hey man, look, it's nice of these people to welcome us so warmly!"

A tall and thin soldier moved his lips in understanding, twisted his neck, and said to the soldier standing next to him.

Compared with other ordinary soldiers, he is like walking on stilts, making people look up.

"Yes, it's really good. Look at those little girls, they are really fascinating!"

The soldier of average height raised his head slightly, looked at the tall man, said a few words in response, and then said in surprise:

"Oh my God! Your height is... mesmerizing!"

Feeling that he discriminated against others, he finally chose a word to describe it at random.

"Oh! Thank you so much for your compliment!" The big man curled his lips helplessly and turned his head back.

Another person who has advice about his height.

But in the welcome team, the organized citizens were very enthusiastic, as if they were not welcoming the invaders, but an army of their own country.

Of course, the citizens welcome that although it was organized by the city government, after learning that the British army no longer looted the city, their dislike for the British army disappeared.

In addition, their curiosity about the British army made them come out of their homes and take a look at the Englishman who conquered Brittany in less than a month.

Just when Brittany sounded the clarion call of complete liberation, the Normandy area was in constant war.

In other words, since he sent an envoy to ask for help, but only brought back a few hundred cavalry, although Earl Gabriel of Rouen City was a little disappointed, he didn't show it, and instead made a big deal of it.

For a while, the news that the British army had come to support resounded throughout the city of Rouen, and the shaking morale of the army suddenly stabilized.

Everyone believed that this was just the vanguard of the British army. It would not be long before a large number of British troops would arrive to rescue the city of Rouen.

The Duke of Guise, who was attacking, naturally felt the morale of the defenders increased, and for a while, the battle became more and more anxious.

In the blink of an eye, more than three weeks had passed since the city of Rouen was besieged, and the patience of the Duke of Guise had run out.

"Come here!" "Yes, my lord!"

The Duke of Guise looked ahead and said fiercely: "Order the 3,000 people prepared in the rear to join today's siege team. I will attack Rouen with all my strength within three days!"

"Yes!" The orderly agreed bluntly, and then left quickly.

"Your Excellency, those three thousand people are guarding against the English, and they cannot be easily evacuated!"

On the side, Antoine de Naval, King Navarre and Duke of Vendôme looked at the Duke of Guise's order in surprise, and asked immediately.

"I don't have the patience to wear it out. England is currently staying in Le Havre, and I will definitely not be able to come to Rouen for a while!"

The Duke of Guise endured the anger in his heart and explained.

"In three days, concentrate on capturing this city, if not, I will retreat!"

Hearing this, Antoine was silent. The city had consumed a large number of soldiers, and indeed it could not continue.

Later, the Rouen defenders discovered that the attacking Catholic army was more powerful than before. They could barely resist the attack, but now they can't resist it.

And the English cavalry, who had been fighting guerrilla outside Rouen, harassed the French camp wantonly when they saw this.

However, the French army took a defensive position and concentrated their efforts on attacking the city of Rouen.

"Lord Earl, I can't hold it anymore, I really can't hold it anymore!" An orderly came to the Earl's Mansion bumpily, with scars on his body and tattered clothes, and said in a crying voice:

"The Catholics have completely attacked the city wall. We can only defend the stairs, fighting and retreating. It won't take long for the city wall to completely fall!"

"What?" The kingslayer's face changed greatly when he heard this, and his body trembled non-stop. If Rouen City was captured, wouldn't he and his whole family die?

"Hurry up and ask all the guards on the mansion to go up to support, and then ask all the nobles in the city to launch guards and climb up the city wall together!"

After panicking for a while, the earl recovered immediately, and he said loudly to his butler.

"Let all the men in the city go up, take up weapons and go to the city wall to support, and we must keep the Catholics out of Rouen!"

Seeing the Earl's appearance like this, the butler immediately agreed, and stepped forward to give instructions.

And just after the Duke of Guise ordered the 3,000 people defending his rear to evacuate, only a patrol team of dozens of people was left as an early warning force.

The Alexander knight, leading more than 6,000 British troops, quietly came to the foot of the hill ten miles away from the French camp.

More than 6,000 British soldiers sat neatly on the ground, waiting for orders.