The Great Arcanist Who Traveled Through the World of American Variety Shows.

Chapter 589: Killing Merovice

In the battle, Merovi looked extremely ugly when he saw Richard, who was like a killing god, rushing forward as if he was in an empty space.

His perfect plan was completely ineffective in front of this person. However, even though he was gritting his teeth in hatred, Melovi still did not dare to confront him head-on.

Seeing Richard approaching, Merovich gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Retreat!"

Behind him, several knights who were completely different from the others were guarding him. These people were tall and strong, wearing better armor than the others, and they were guarding Merovice as he was about to withdraw from the battlefield.

These people are the Frankish Paladins.

The Franks have already converted to monotheism and built churches in Paris and Orleans. If this continues to develop, the Frankish Kingdom will eventually become one of the strongest monotheistic kingdoms.

It is also very important in the development of monotheism, and it also has the strongest knights of the future monotheism. It can be said to be the most powerful monotheistic organization besides the Roman Catholic Church.

However, although the Franks now believe in monotheism, their strength is far from as strong as it will be in the future.

These paladins were almost at the peak of the second level, and were only one step away from the third level. However, if there were no other adventures, these people would never be able to break through to the third level in their lifetime.

As the mythological era recedes, the upper limit of the world has been getting lower and lower. Although the limit of the human world is level three, it is almost impossible to reach this limit.

Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so few saints in the Vatican.

As soon as Merovice moved, Richard, who had been watching him for a long time, immediately ordered his men to shout loudly: "Merovice has escaped, the army has been defeated!"

A dozen people around shouted in unison, and the nearby Frank soldiers subconsciously looked back, only to see that the people under the original flag had withdrawn, and the chieftain Merovice had disappeared.

Seeing this scene, the Frankish army, which was already demoralized, collapsed instantly, and countless people dropped their weapons and began to flee.

The 20,000 Frankish troops lost all their will to fight and began to flee. The battlefield was full of Frankish deserters.

Merovi wanted to escape from the battlefield, but unfortunately, Richard had already set his sights on him. How could he let go of such a good opportunity?
He immediately led his soldiers and rushed towards him.

At this time, the army was defeated and there were chaotic soldiers everywhere. Merovice wanted to retreat, but there were also a large number of defeated soldiers around him.

It made it impossible for Merovi to increase his speed.

Richard led the Knights to chase after them quickly. The Frankish soldiers had long been frightened by Richard and did not dare to stand in front of him. They all dodged around. If they were slow to dodge, they would be hacked to death.

Seeing Richard getting closer and closer, Merovi suddenly panicked. He frantically urged his horse to escape, and directly drew his weapon to kill the fleeing soldiers blocking his horse.

However, this action directly angered the deserters. The deserters attributed the defeat of this battle to Merovice, and when they saw him killing the soldiers around him while fleeing, several deserters looked at each other and slashed Merovice's horse with a tacit understanding.

The warhorse felt so much pain that it knocked Merovice to the ground.

The guards around him quickly dismounted and helped him up, and one of them gave up his horse directly, wanting Merovice to escape on horseback.

But after this delay, it was too late and Richard had already caught up with everyone.

"boom!"

The warhorse suddenly charged forward, and Richard swept the hammer in his hand, knocking two cavalrymen who were blocking him off their horses. The armor on his chest was also smashed and deformed, and blood mixed with fragments of internal organs kept spitting out of his mouth. It was obvious that he was not going to survive.

Richard rushed forward without slowing down, and wherever he passed, his war hammer smashed and swept across. These elite Frank guards resisted desperately, almost willing to exchange their lives for their own.

But the person they met was Richard, the ceiling of this world's combat power. All resistance in front of him was no different from that of a baby.

The guards around Richard also rushed forward bravely. These guards, all composed of extraordinary knights, were simply not something that the Frankish paladins could resist.

The extraordinary knights could be considered inhuman beings, and all the resisting Fran soldiers were killed by them, clearing the way ahead for Richard.

Richard did not hesitate, his warhorse rushed out instantly, he drew the long sword from his waist, and the warhorse quickly rushed towards Merovi's position.

Accompanied by a flash of cold light, before Merovei could react, the cold light had already passed by like lightning.

Blood gushed out, and the Frankish Paladin who stood in front of him was killed without any resistance. Richard's strength was so amazing that the long sword in his hand could cut off the man and his armor directly.

In the eyes of the crowd, wherever Richard passed, all the enemies fell one after another. In just a breath, all the strongest Frankish Paladins were killed.

It can be said that the Franks’ centuries of accumulation were completely lost in this battle, and they completely lost the opportunity to establish the Frankish Kingdom.

Merovich was helped onto his horse by the guards and was about to escape, but before he could react, Richard's figure was already in front of him.

Seeing Richard, who looked like the killer god of hell, Merovi turned pale with fright, and subconsciously said, "Let him go." There was no expression on Richard's cold face, and the long sword in his hand flashed like lightning, flashing a cold light.

Stab it!

The entire battlefield seemed to be frozen at this moment.

The next second, a huge head flew up, followed by blood gushing out and spilling onto the ground. The headless corpse swayed slightly on the warhorse, then suddenly fell to the side and fell off the horse. Streams of blood soaked the ground red.

Richard killed several guards who rushed forward to die, then grabbed the spear and picked up Melovi's head, shouting loudly.

"Merovich is dead. If we don't surrender now, when will we surrender?"

"Merovich is dead! Those who surrender will be spared!"

"Merovich is dead! Those who surrender will be spared!"

As Richard's soldiers shouted, the besieged Fran soldiers dropped their weapons and surrendered. There was no power to resist on the battlefield.

A large number of Frankish soldiers either surrendered or fled in defeat.

At the moment when Richard killed Merovice, the destiny and luck that had gathered around Merovice's body began to dissipate. According to history, Merovice would become the founder of the Frankish Kingdom, and his son would establish the Frankish Kingdom.

But history was completely changed at this moment. Merovingian died, the Franks suffered heavy losses in this battle, and there was no chance to establish the Frankish Kingdom.

Looking at the raised head, more and more Franks dropped their weapons and surrendered. The cavalrymen around Richard began to chase the fleeing Franks.

At the same time, the Franks who were forced to follow Richard were extremely surprised. They had suffered heavy losses in the previous battles and wanted to escape several times. Now that they saw Richard win, they immediately came to congratulate him and expressed their loyalty to him.

Richard did not blame these fence-sitters on the surface. Instead, he comforted them and asked them to assist the soldiers in capturing the prisoners.

This time, the Frankish army of 20,000 was defeated, of which about 3,000 to 4,000 were killed in the battle, 6,000 to 7,000 surrendered, and some of the remaining 10,000 fled into the city of Orleans, while others fled in all directions and returned to their respective tribes.

Although there were still 5,000 Frankish troops in Orleans, after the battle outside the city, the Franks in the city had already become frightened birds, their morale was low, and they could not defend the city at all.

Richard did not rush to attack the city, but instead ordered his army to gather the surrendered Franks first. At the same time, he sent envoys to Orleans, demanding that the Franks in the city surrender. Richard promised to guarantee their safety.

On the other hand, in order to prevent these people from refusing, Richard also asked the soldiers to collect wood and prepare to build various siege equipment.

In the city of Orleans, in the meeting hall.

At this time, the hall was in chaos. More than a dozen Frank leaders were blaming each other, and no one was thinking about what to do next.

Just at this moment, a messenger came in and informed the news that Richard's envoy was coming.

The quarreling crowd suddenly quieted down. Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Facing Richard's army, everyone was unsure. At this time, Merovice's son suddenly stood up and said, "We still have the city, the city walls for defense, and 5,000 men. As long as we unite as one, we will be able to stop the Rhine Army."

"Think about it, you are all tribal leaders now, controlling everything in the tribe, enjoying delicious food, fine wine and beautiful women. But once you surrender, all these things will become someone else's!"

"Your soldiers, money, and women have all become someone else's spoils."

"Even your life is in danger, completely controlled by others! Have you ever imagined such a life?"

After hearing Merovingian's words, everyone thought of his description, and the scales that had originally wanted to surrender in their hearts were restored to balance.

"But can we hold on without surrendering?" asked another tribal leader.

"We can hold on. Richard's army only has 3,000 people, and the rest are just fence-sitters. Moreover, they have no siege equipment. We have 5,000 people in the city, plus we have the protection of the city wall, so it won't be that easy to defeat!"

"We need to take out money and food immediately to boost the soldiers. We need to go all out now, otherwise we will become prisoners!"

After hearing what Merovingian said, everyone was still hesitant, but decided to resist.

So they ordered people to distribute various kinds of wine, meat, supplies and money to the soldiers, hoping to boost the morale of the soldiers.

Merovingian, on the other hand, was playing nice with Richard's envoys, saying on the surface that he wanted to surrender, but he kept making demands on the conditions of surrender in order to delay time.

When Richard heard the messenger's message again, he had already guessed Merovingian's plan in his heart, but he was not in a hurry, after all, the siege equipment had not yet been built.

(End of this chapter)