My British Empire

The sun in the sky is very face-saving, trying its best to shine light and heat on the earth, but the two sides above and below the city of Orleans don't appreciate it.

The hot weather added a lot of difficulties to this war.

Even if the soldiers of Orleans City have invested a lot of energy, they still cannot stop the gradual fall of Orleans City.

In particular, the firing of a large number of artillery pieces and the desperate attack of the Catholic soldiers almost killed them.

The city wall, which was originally restored and relatively smooth, is now full of potholes, and the sackcloth on the faces of ordinary people looks very ugly from a distance.

Most importantly, the city gate, which had been safe before, suffered huge losses at this time.

The huge crash took more than three hours, and after killing and injuring hundreds of people, it finally came to the gate of the city.

The city gate of Orleans is made of thick wood, covered with a layer of iron sheet, which is black and shiny, and looks very strong.

It is not as tall and wide as in China, but it is very narrow and short.

Although Orleans has a good geographical location, its original intention of building the city was not for business, but as a fortress.

Although the citizens later won the right to autonomy, the city gates and the city pool remained unchanged, and the merchants still endured the queuing and slow pace.

But at this time, the narrow city gate was very useful during the war, and the heavy city gate became a difficulty.

However, in the face of such difficulties, the soldiers beside him, and even the Duke of Guise, who was in command behind him, still did not give up and came to break through at all costs.

So, after paying the price of almost every second of casualties, after half an hour of impact, the gate of Orleans finally came to an end and completed its own mission.

Under the continuous impact of the collision, the heavy and narrow city gate revealed a gap, which was as wide as a human head.

In this way, the morale of the soldiers who pushed the crashed cars was greatly increased, and they exhausted their strength to expand the results of the battle.

At the same time, the city of Orleans kept falling, like hailstones, in an endless stream.

boom! Boom——

The sound of the human body falling down was louder and more terrifying than hailstones.

Corpses fell from under the city, and some of them burst open directly. The blood seemed to be free of money, spreading layer after layer, and recoloring the land that was originally dyed black and brown.

Human heads, arms, thighs, and even spears, shields, and arrows were all moistened by fire oil, and under the city, they burned piece by piece, which was difficult to extinguish.

On a hot moon day, the sun's scorching was not enough, coupled with the intensification of some fires, the soldiers on both sides were sweating profusely, and a large area was wet on their bodies, and they didn't know whether it was sweat or blood.

In the rear position, the Duke of Guise stared intently at the front, he didn't even care about the messy beard, and the rest of his body was on the city of Orleans.

"Hurry up and inform. After the victory of the siege, we will plunder for three days, and the first climber, if he survives, will be a knight!"

"Whoever takes down any nobleman or even an officer will be rewarded with ten gold coins!"

"No one is allowed to retreat, and anyone who retreats without authorization will be killed by the gendarmerie!"

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A series of reward or punishment orders popped out of the Duke of Guise's mouth one by one, and the orderly was so busy that he was sweating that he couldn't take a sip of water.

"How about the English?" Duke Guise frowned, as if remembering something, and asked.

"My lord, the English side is slowly filling the hole. In less than two days, I'm afraid they will all come out!"

Hearing this, the Duke of Vendôme couldn't help laughing, the flesh on his face twitched, it seemed that he couldn't help it.

"Thanks to Mr. Morris from Paris for giving us advice, otherwise we would not have thought of such a good method, and more importantly, he also sent us a lot of food, which solved our food shortage problem!"

After the siege for more than a month, the city of Orleans still had enough food and grass, but the more than 10,000 Catholic allied forces were eating horses and chewing horses, and their food had bottomed out.

As he spoke, the Duke of Guise pointed to a restless middle-aged man, dressed as a businessman, cowering in the corner, but at a glance, he was a shrewd and smooth businessman.

"This is what I should do!" The businessman touched the smooth scalp on the top of his head, and said with a smile and a little nervousness.

"As devout Catholics, we should do what we can to deal with these heresies!"

The Duke of Guise squinted at his sly smile, smiled slightly, and said kindly:

"Mr. Morris, for your service to the royal family and our lord, after the city of Orleans is captured, I recommend you to His Majesty the King. The baron cannot run away!"

In this regard, Morris immediately showed a surprised expression, and quickly bent down 90 degrees, his forehead almost touched the ground, and quickly thanked him.

Then he walked to the corner consciously, without looking at him.

On the other hand, the Duke of Vendôme looked on coldly. He was not happy for a merchant to become a nobleman, but using a court baron to alleviate the food shortage was also a last resort.

At this time, news suddenly came from the front that the city gate was broken.

In this way, a smile appeared on the Duke of Guise's face, and the victory was assured.

After the city gate was breached, even though the opening was blocked, it was much more convenient when it came to reason.

Moreover, this was a real blow to the morale of Orleans City.

It can be said that victory is in sight.

Sure enough, not long after the city gate was breached, many Catholic troops climbed up on the top of the city.

Then, like ants, the Catholic army quickly nibbled away at the city of Orleans and gradually suppressed the Huguenots.

The soldiers behind also climbed up quickly, and then the number accumulated to a certain number. Before the city gate was cleared, the head of the city of Orleans was already occupied by the Catholic army.

In this way, the Duke of Guise and the Duke of Vendome in the headquarters immediately walked out, and under the support of the guards, they led the remaining two thousand soldiers and gave the city of Orleans a final blow.

At this time, the businessman from Paris quietly changed into a cavalry armor while watching His Excellency the Duke move forward, and followed the Duke of Guise silently.

Half an hour later, the Catholic soldiers at the head of the city went down to the city, and the Huguenot soldiers who were still guarding the gate, cooperated with the Catholic soldiers in front of the gate, and the gate was opened.

At this time, the Duke of Guise and the Duke of Vendome rode in front and entered the city of Orleans proudly.

Looking at the Duke of Guise about ten meters in front of him, the Parisian businessman Maurice took out a cylinder from his pocket and pointed it at the Duke of Guise in front of him.

When the city gate was dark, he narrowed his eyes, calmed down, puffed up his mouth, aimed at the Duke of Guise's neck, swayed his heart, and blew hard.

"Whoosh—"

The sound of piercing the air was covered by the shouts, and a short finger-length arrow directly hit the Duke of Guise.

His Excellency the Duke was opening his mouth, happily chatting with the Duke of Vendome beside him, when he suddenly felt a chill in his neck.

Then he rolled his eyes, revealing the whites of his eyes, and fell straight off the horse.