The French army on the east bank consisted of five thousand troops led by Chen Jiujing's old acquaintance, Marshal Billund, and more than 200 noble generals under the Duke of Juyaz, almost half of the kingdom's elite soldiers pressed to the riverside.

Among these French riders, there was a very special man, his name was Montaigne Michel, a native of Bordeaux.

The family was a wealthy merchant who traded fish and wine, and his father served as a soldier in Italy during the Italian War and became a new nobleman; Montaigne was fostered in a peasant family and studied Chinese, English and sentence formation at the Collège de Guillenne...... Excuse me, it's French, Greek, and rhetoric.

Later, he worked as a judge in Bordeaux, until his father's death, inherited the domain and title, and then returned to Fort Montaigne, located in the countryside, to write books and retreat.

The reason for the retreat is that this person is very interesting, or this era is very interesting, the aristocracy is proud of serving the king from Rong, and Montaigne, who likes to write prose, is from a new aristocracy that urgently needs the approval of the old aristocracy, so that he is even embarrassed to call himself a scholar, only saying that he writes at will, and does not even do polishing.

It was not so much a retreat as an escape from society, a longing for a quiet and peaceful pastoral life, traveling around the world with nothing to do, and last year he was awarded a certificate of qualification, and was accepted as a citizen of the Roman city-state by the representatives of the citizens of Rome and the Senate.

At the end of the trip, Montaigne had planned to return to Bordeaux to become mayor, knowing the laws of the Mediterranean countries and being highly respected locally – the culmination of life for the descendants of a new aristocracy from the countryside.

And he also plotted to persuade Henry of Navarre, Montaigne's younger siblings, to convert to Protestantism, and he was a devout Catholic, which allowed him to mediate, after all...... Wars of religion, for whatever reason, were wars to divide France.

Especially next to Spain, which is not so friendly to neighbors.

It was a long journey, and while in Rome he had heard that Bordeaux was occupied by the Navarre rebels, so he waited until peace was negotiated. As a result, people walked on the road, but they heard something that was extremely counterintuitive: Bordeaux was still under enemy occupation, and the enemy was the Ming Empire from the East.

The idea of the East is a strange idea for Europeans, and this idea means that further east of Germany is the East.

Where is Daming? I don't know, but they've all heard about that magical land.

In the camp, Sir Montaigne, who was in charge of carrying wood and repairing the camp in the dark, was standing by the torches in full armor, and the foot knight who patrolled with his sword yawned to drive away his sleepiness, and when he got closer, he found that he was holding a strange map in his hand, and it seemed that the mystery that made him laugh was in it.

Out of concern, the knight approached and saluted, reminding in a young voice: "Sir, you should not stand under the torches, the Duke of Jouvalez thinks that the Ming knights who attacked the camp are still wandering around, and the attacks have already taken place three times, and no one can guarantee that there will not be a fourth. ”

As he spoke, the knight pointed to the helmet and visor, and even with a pig's beak helmet, Montaigne could still hear regret in his voice: "The three outstanding knights' armors were pierced by arrows during the attack, and we stabbed several of them, hoping that this would change their crazy thoughts of riding horses and rushing in front of the faces to fire arrows...... What are you looking at? ”

As if to strengthen his belief in his words, the knight's hand holding the hilt of the sword obviously used some force, and the knights of the decree who had been tested in the competition were not afraid to charge each other, but the Jurchens' surprise attack method that came at the same time as nightfall, the method of kicking the camp alternately, and the unique tactics of galloping in front and shooting with heavy bows in the face while taking advantage of the chaos brought heavy psychological pressure to the knights.

It's not 'knightly'.

In fact, they didn't know that Kangguru was also helpless in his heart, this method of warfare was actually more risky than hedging with guns, but this was a problem left over from history.

Of the Jurchen tribes, only the Yehe tribe attached importance to cavalry, and the rest of the tribes were mountain fishing and hunting infantry, which determined that the vast majority of the Jurchen warriors under Kangguru were not skilled in equestrianism, and even the Yehe riders were accustomed to galloping horses or simply riding heavy infantry and horse archers.

They are not like the nine-sided cavalry of the Ming Dynasty, which has always been in ruins, but the cavalry, the training subject written in the training book, specializes in charging with a fifteen-foot spear; The Jurchen tribes don't have this soil, but they can't play with a light bow here.

The knights of the French army are like the eight shells of the Iron King, so that the plate armor Tiefutu is now practicing spear charging, and he will definitely not be able to compete with the knights who have been trained persistently from childhood to adulthood; The horse galloped with a light bow, and it was like a tickle to others, and if you went out with an arrow, people would be fine, and they would take out a revolver with their backhand and knock you off the horse and cry and couldn't find the ground.

There were only two roads left for the plate armor and iron floating slaughter, a group of people armed with bones and golden melons, long knives and axes to fight, and another group of people entered the camp in a stacked formation to take the opportunity to shoot with heavy bows and muskets...... It's not that they shoot closely, in order to break the heavy armor, the heavy bow and heavy arrows can't shoot far, but they also have to get close to fight the opportunity to penetrate the armor.

It's hard.

"It's nothing, the world map made by the new German teacher Mr. Heinrich Binting the year before last, the world is a clover."

Montaigne not only stood under the torches, but he was not yet wearing a helmet, the high-topped helmet purchased from Italy along with the armor was set aside, revealing his head, which was almost bald to the back of his head, reflecting the light under the torches, but his eyes were gentle not like that of a warrior, and he handed the map to the knight with a smile: "You see, Jerusalem is in the center of the world, and the leaf on the right is Arasia, the leaf below is Africa, the leaf on the left is Europa, and there is a remote island outside Europa, which is the island of England. ”

"The island protruding from the lower left corner is the New World, and the easternmost point of Asia is India, and the world that Mr. Bingting paints is so big." Montaigne finally gave him what made him laugh: "A country that does not exist in the world has declared war on us. ”

The scholar, who had never recognized his identity, nodded, and the knight nodded in agreement, when he suddenly drew his sword from his waist and held it in his hand, and their eyes all looked out of the camp at the night where they could not see their fingers, because there was another rumbling sound of horses' hooves, and the soldiers carrying the wooden fence all took up their weapons and urgently assembled, and the knight immediately asked Montaigne to put on his helmet, and shouted to order a group of infantry to gather around him, and complained to Montaigne: "The world is always like this, and people can't sleep peacefully. ”

Montaigne put on his helmet comically, and it took him a long time to buckle the unfastened leash on his body and step on his horse in a rusty way, which already made him gasp for breath, not to mention the heavy riding gun...... Even so, he was optimistic by nature and did not forget to say two words: "Don't complain about the world, if we leave, he won't keep you." ”

In all directions, the camp was in chaos, most of the soldiers who had just fallen down and slept in their clothes rushed out of the blue and white military tent in a mess, and the sound of the Ming knight sweeping the wooden fence with an undulating whistle was close at hand.

This is their fourth attack on the camp tonight.