After seeing Bishop Francis' camp, Zhao Fubo still had to admire that this guy was an expert in war. Although Europeans' war experts were a little worse than those of the Song Dynasty, he was considered good among Europeans.

Look at the camp he arranged, the wooden fences formed a camp where war horses could not impact. Outside the camp, there were also many large posters like wind and fire platforms. Although it was just some posters surrounded by wooden fences, which could be equipped with about 40 to 50 people.

But if you want to attack, you have to attack these sentry towers. This made Zhao Fubo a little regretful, because it had some impact on his night attack. I observed with a telescope and found that the distance between the sentry towers was about 100 meters per. The distance from the camp was about 100 meters, which just protected the safety of the camp and did not escape from a distance because the attacker cut off the retreat path.

"Manfred, will those large mailboxes retreat back to the camp after being attacked?"

Manfred raised his telescope and observed it for a while, probably he had to admire the other party's leading figure.

"It can be seen that the people who built this camp are experts. Those whistle towers, combined with the stone throwing machines in the camp behind, can withstand at least 500 to 1,000 attacks. But I guess if the strike is strong enough, they will be willing to return to the camp to receive protection."

Zhao Fubo turned around and waved to Sophia. She and her musket team had their main tasks in such night attacks, and the subsequent harassment. Then, now they could use her and her men.

"Sophia, bring your men with you, each 100 people, use firepower to drive them all back to the camp, so as not to affect the operations of the Yulin Army!"

Sophia was satisfied with this mission. Especially in today's harassment battle, they had watched others fight for half an afternoon, which made Sophia feel like she was like a nanny.

"Yes, sir!"

"Oh, Sophia, don't ride a horse, slowly get closer to the past, with a range of 150 meters. The main thing is to scare them back, do you understand?"

Sophia was somewhat dissatisfied with the rifle formation and the musket team had also been trained, so riding and shooting was also very interesting. Although at night, due to terrain, casualties may occur. But riding and shooting was indeed a very pleasant thing.

"Yes, sir!"

No matter how dissatisfied you are, the order is the order, and there is no price to talk about.

"Brother, I want to go too!"

Looking at Manfred's earnest look, Zhao Fubo reached out and pulled out the rifle from the holster beside the saddle, and took advantage of the situation to untie the bullet belt on his waist.

"Take this, what can your little snake hit so far!"

Manfred played the rifle while performing "reactive rapid fire", but before he was clear about his "attachment", he could not send him a rifle, and he would even ask for the revolver.

Of course, that would have been after Frederick II refused to let go of others, which led to the deterioration of the relationship. There was no doubt that Zhao Fubo would even subvert the Kingdom of Sicily by then. However, he would not kill them, but would take them all away and accompany Alyssa.

"Also, Sophia pays attention to which post is not retreating, send it to me with a signal and I will bomb them away!"

"Yes, sir!"

Sophia was really worried about Uncle Zhao Fu's untiring and catching up with her mother's "spoken" order, worried that Zhao Fubo would have advanced menopause.

At this time, in the military camp, Bishop Francis didn't even look at the supper he brought to his subordinates. He looked at the fire in the forward camp 10 miles away on the camp's post. The roar just now alarmed everyone in the camp, and they all saw it from the holes in the camp.

"My God, those guys are coming, look at what they have done! These pagan demons, they really sold their souls to the devil, and hope that God will give us mercy!"

It is not difficult to hear their fear from the conversation between ordinary soldiers. Bishop Bardoro, who was also shocked by the roar of the shell explosion, looked at the fire in the distance and secretly remembered all of them in his heart. But at this moment, in the dark outside the camp, a sudden crisp sound came out.

As the clear gunfire sounded outside, a series of alarm bells sounded in the camp. In order to deal with the night attacks, teams of cavalry also rushed to the horse circle to lead their horses. But when these cavalry lined up at the camp gate to move, some sentries looked in a hurry when they opened the camp gate.

They supported the crying wounded, and after they came in, the news of the devil attack spread throughout the camp.

"Sir, sir, they are slaughtering us. After the firelight recognized, some small things flew over and the hit people fell to the ground. The armor and shields were useless at all, many people..."

Bishop Francis, who arrived here, looked at the wounds of the injured, those wounds with a lot of blood, and the dim torches made people feel unblocked under the light of the dim torches.

"No, we cannot let them die outside, and send the soldiers in front of the post to retreat. The cavalry do not have to go out. We must wait until dawn tomorrow. When the light illuminates the earth, the power of the demon will become weak!"

When the Pope's power was greater than that of the secular monarch and when the "Inquisition" took charge of everything, Bishop Francis was finally the "brick" at this time, and his opinion immediately became an order.

The entire night attack was then similar to the night attack on the front vanguard. After the outpost was confirmed to retreat to the camp, the Yulin Army began their attack again under the intensive artillery attack.

This attack lasted quite a long time. It stopped until only 15 shells remained for each crossbow. The dense killing and flames made the entire Milan army's battalion chaotic. The sound of 50,000 people praying together almost surpassed the sound of shell explosions. Especially when the fire moved with the wind and the shells stopped people from extinguishing the fire, the whole night was like living in hell.

Fortunately, at about one o'clock in the morning, Zhao Fubo looked at the fire and was about to retreat with his men.

"Sophia, no one of them can sleep tonight. How did you arrange it?"

Sophia had probably arranged this kind of thing.
Chapter completed!