Caor's siege lasted less than an hour, but the subsequent battle was very difficult for Bourbon Henry.

In the past, in the French court, the cowardly Charles IX always called this cousin who seemed uninspiring and only knew how to play, and also experienced a crazy massacre of Huguenots led by the royal family and Duke of Gith at the wedding.

The bloody wedding of Bourbon Henry and Margaret in Navarra is the largest massacre in French history. On that night, more than 2,000 Huguenot believers who attended the wedding were killed in Paris. The massacre spread to France in the following two months, with more than 70,000 victims.

The bodies piled up in the river so that no one dared to eat the fish in the river.

The leaders of Huguenot were also killed one after another. Navarra Henry and Prince Conde Henry survived. In order to save their lives, they converted to Catholicism in front of the king and Gise Henry, and were spared from death with the help of Margaret.

As Charles IX joked about Navarra when he was alive, the battle repeatedly tug-of-war in the city of Caor, the guardian Earl Velzan was shot dead by Viscount Tirena of Navarra on the first night, but this actually aroused the courage of the defenders and militias.

People repeatedly tug-of-war at the twenty street intersections of Caor City. Every day, Huguenot soldiers with white background and red feathers were held high, caps and helmets and red feathers captured every street, square and intersection; every night, the defenders tried again and again to regain the important places they lost during the day.

After the death of the defender Earl Weizan, the garrison lost all the losses in the fierce street battle. Now the main force of the defending city is the citizens of Caor City.

Caor's defenders, militia and citizens were all Catholics. They were unable to fight head-on to the army of the Navarra Kingdom. Although the troops were not large, there were more than a thousand musketeers in the two thousand people, which gave them the advantage in narrow street fighting.

But the people under religious fanaticism are obviously even more frightening. They guarded each room and each room, put cold guns out, threw torches and even demolished the houses to throw stones and wood to block the invaders.

On the blue shield, the large gold chain of Navarra was painted on the blue shield and under the banner of the three-tooth rake of golden lilies, the siege army was siege for tooth.

At every window, they were willing to extend five or six muskets to set off, and at every door, they wanted to use the breech cyclone gun called the Franchiser in the Ming Dynasty to bombard a shell.

But they only had four field guns, and the gunpowder they carried was not enough to bombard them at high frequency, so they suffered heavy casualties.

The king was so scared that his face turned pale, but he forced himself to lead the way again and again, and he was about to stun. In a few days, he had been involved in as many battles as ten times. He even held the flag himself while repeatedly fighting for the streets. The flag was so big that he could not see anything. He insisted on standing in front of the battle formation.

His flag was riddled with holes. If it weren't for the best-quality plate armor on his body, he would have died of life.

During the street battles of five days and five nights, the Huguenots wanted to retreat more than once, and almost all rely on the courage of Bourbon Henry to fight the heroic battles of the palace nobles. Almost all the nobles became horse-drawn knights, and one of the best war horses was not left.

The head of Sir Morne, whose humerus was also Mr. Henry, was hit by a large rock that was knocked down from the second floor, and his helmet was broken and almost died. On the fifth day of the battle, Sir Schopp, who led his army to help, lay the foundation for victory, was smashed, which was extremely dangerous.

Viscount Tirena, the lover of Queen Margo among the Navarra nobles, had extraordinary courage to cuckold the monarch in battle. He was shot in the shoulder, but he killed the guard.

The dream of muskets and bullets shooting at him awakened King Bourbon Henry of Navarra. He sat up on the cold walls and floor tiles, and supported his heavy body against the battlements with his arm that was wielding his axe and waving his axe.

Ye Feng crawled into the gap in the armor, and his back was soaked in cold sweat made the king shudder. He looked out of the city and it was pitch black.

Darkness was the best news for him, which meant that Marshal Billon's counter-rebel army did not come.

In Caor City, half of the city became dilapidated through the repeated tug-of-wars of five days and nights. The torches burning on the streets reflected the broken walls and ruins in their eyes with dim light.

When he turned around, the envoy of the French king, who had strong limbs, stood beside him with the guard of honor representing the French king, as he had shown in the previous battle.

Teacher Mornie held the battlements and looked into the distance. The wound on his head was wiped away with a wet cloth, but the new blood was flowing down again and scabbed. In the dark night, it looked like a weird man covered with half of his face under the dark birthmark; Sir Saup patrolled the city with a torch in his damaged breastplate.

The voice of Viscount Tirena came from the city. Looking down, a viscount whose arm was unnaturally hanging beside him was taking the guards to supervise the people to repair the city gate.

As if hearing the voice beside him, Sir Morne turned his head: "Your Highness, we have received the queen's dowry. There are enough food and water in the city. We still have two thousand soldiers who can fight. As long as the city gate is repaired, we can guard for half a month even if Marshal Billon comes here now."

"You have gained the loyalty of Viscount Tirena with your magnanimity. This battle also strengthened the faithful believers in Protestantism with courage. The soldiers said that this was God's arrangement, leaving you unscathed in the rain of bullets."

"My heart is very damaged." Bourbon Henry knew that it was not the arrangement of the gods that left him unscathed, but all the expensive armor ordered from Spain, but he also expressed his thoughts: "I'm scared."

"Swordsmanship is not good, neither brave nor tall. When I hear the sound of muskets and cannons, my heart will tremble with fear. It is already a miracle that I can survive again and again."

Henry wiped his face and stood up with an axe. He was indeed as he said, not only not tall, but also looked a little short, and he was still scared: "They are the bravest citizens I have ever met."

The guards were killed on the first night, but the defenders and citizens guarded the lonely city and fought with them for five days and five nights... Not to mention the citizens, even the mercenaries with high prices did not have the combat power.

"It's not only brave, but also because this city is surrounded by rivers on three sides, and only the north is flat ground. We attacked the city from the north. They had nowhere to run and they had nowhere to run, so they could only fight with us."

Bourbon Henry blinked and realized that it was indeed the case.

He shook his head and said, "Anyway, do we still have a war horse that can stand up? Now we need to send a scout to see where the Marshal Billon and his army who vowed to hang the Huguenots without leaving all the Huguenots."

"Konde and others in the north do not obey the orders and will be defeated soon. This battle cannot continue. I plan to go back to Montauban to summon the army and try to fight Marshal Billon in the west near the coast to protect the city of Caor...they."

King Navarra paused and looked at the endless black outside the city: "I ask Margo for help from those Ming Empire troops, but will they join us?"
Chapter completed!