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Chapter 229 Raven

In the dark prayer room, the clergy in black robe knelt down piously, holding the cross hanging on his chest tightly with his hands, and trembling with his lips.

The sound of cannons outside the double walls of the White Tower came into the tower, shocking the senior residents of the Tower of London - for six hundred years, watching the ravens that had conspired and killed in the Tower of London.

England followed the Roman customs and prepared niches for ravens from slaughterhouses to the banks of the Thames to rely on ravens to clean up the stinking carrion and garbage inside and outside the city.

Especially around the Tower of London, these huge black birds with hook beaks can be seen everywhere in the treetops and city walls.

Because the open space outside the Tower of London is also a execution ground for the royal family and the nobles, the executioner's execution axe is called Raven Stone in English.

According to their tradition, prisoners who were beheaded under the raven stone were often abandoned on the execution ground to show punishment. Every bloody storm caused by the palace conspiracy was eventually eaten up by the black whirlwind caused by the rotten meat.

The clergy, who were covered in black robe, listened to the sound of cannons and the fighting sounds from afar, and looked through the small window of the prayer room toward the exterior wall illuminated by torches.

The high walls made it impossible for people to know the battle situation two hundred steps away, but the old monk's eyes showed a faint worry.

The crowd holding torches in the distance surged from the streets like a river, as if they had surrounded the enemies approaching the Tower of London. The monk did not care how long the battle outside the White Tower would last, nor did he care about the number of casualties of the defenders. He only hoped that the invaders would not use artillery anymore.

The cannons that were not threatening to the city walls sounded again and the raven flew away.

The clergy kept trembling and whispering a sentence: "The day when the raven flew away, the white tower collapsed, and the crown fell to the ground."

The monk should have gone north with the queen to leave London. For this war, it would be useless for an old monk who had been buried in the city, but he is still here because of this prophecy.

No one knows who kept this prophecy and why, but people believe it.

Two teams of guards in the White Tower retreated from the western wall where the battle was taking place, stepped on the green land where the Queen's mother's head had fallen, and quickly gathered on the east wall outside the ancient Roman city wall.

It was almost dawn, and the morning mist covered the monk's eyes with a vast layer of ashes. The battle in the city seemed extremely tense. For a long time, his back could not hear any shouting or roar.

Only the sound of weapons colliding and intermittent screams came from a distance, proving that the battle has not stopped.

He saw several knights leading a large group of people passing by the streets east of the city. After a while, the gates opened, and the soldiers in the Tower of London were shouting the name of Baron Charles.

It was not until this time that the monk's hanging heart finally fell, and he closed his eyes with relief - the guardian of the city is still there, and the London army has not been destroyed.

Baron Charles was wearing a black gold-plated armor, and his blood-covered eyes were slightly swollen under the lifted armor. At this moment, he empathized with the old monk.

The Tower of London has not yet fallen!

It is extremely troublesome to guide refugees to other parts of the city, and it is even no less than a fight with the Ming army with real swords and guns.

His troops were slowly entering the city, and more than 1,300 soldiers were preparing to enter the Tower of London to replace the guards of the White Tower that had not been sleeping all night. The Baron turned over and took off the plate armored guards worn on his right hand, and assigned the left and right garrison positions in the White Tower that needed to be careful.

Someone reported to him: "Sir, the enemy began to waver and intended to break eastward from the north bank of the Thames south of the Tower of London."

"Send people to the south wall to block the attack, tell the people outside the city to retreat eastward, and block them on the London Bridge."

Charles only narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment before making a decision. He yawned uncontrollably and said, "These enemies are very strong. You must surround them. Those who can kill them will kill them. The rest of them are willing to surrender - to instigate the defenders, you must figure out how to do it!"

The Baron had too many doubts.

The battle and conflict lasted for nearly four hours, and he had just figured out how the Ming army broke through the city of London.

Previously, based on the movement of the Ming army to quickly capture Westminster Temple as soon as it entered the city, he tended to guess that there were Ming army's supporters in the city, and seeing the defenders fighting side by side with the Ming army made him believe in this.

But he still couldn't figure out how this was done, and he never thought about it happening.

How could there be a London defender joining the enemy?

They have different faces and language barriers. They are easily mistaken and attacked in chaotic battles. How could anyone join the Ming army?

Fortunately, in Baron Charles' eyes, all this will soon be revealed with the surrender of Wei Jinzhong's troops.

In his opinion, there was no need for Wei Jinzhong to continue fighting.

There are only more than 500 left in this Ming army. Although their armor and equipment look better than the British army, the limited amount of that is not enough to make up for the energy consumption of the night's battle.

And on the wall on the other side of them, hundreds of longbowmen were performing standard precision shootings.

The defenders were gathering in the streets. Some of them were defeated in the previous pursuit, while others were killed mercilessly. At this time, they all regained their face and rushed to charge towards the Ming army.

The Ming army, which was alone and deep, could only form a formation and carefully defend and counterattack, which looked like balance now.

But in fact, there is very little balance in the military. Each unit has a different supply capacity for supplies, and no one can evaluate a unit with the support capacity behind the rear.

Outside the Tower of London, the battle continued on the streets and lawns about thirty steps wide. The defenders surrounded them from all directions, guarding the intersections of each street, making it difficult for Wei Jinzhong and the First Muye camp to escape.

Wei Jinzhong didn't know how many troops the enemy troops around him had, so he was going crazy.

Layers of people fell in front of the Ming army, but they rushed forward like a tide, making them return the same way, and more than 4,000 enemies followed behind, blocking all the gaps.

Under the Tower of London, there were places of death everywhere. Only Wei Jinzhong, who was left with a gap by the defenders, saw it and made up his mind to break through the river mouth.

However, the enemy troops in the north of the river estuary gathered at the river estuary and blocked the other side. Now the only thing that could allow Wei Jinzhong to transfer is the London Strange Bridge.

When climbing the London Bridge, Wei Jinzhong was thinking about reinforcements. He hoped that Ying Ming, who was napping in Westminster, would receive news that he could lead his army to rescue him.

After a brief battle, both sides suffered casualties and injured each other. Everyone's attention was on the suspension bridge on the London Bridge. As long as the suspension bridge was not put down, the Ming army would be dead in their eyes.

If you don’t come again, I’m afraid Wei Jinzhong will really die here as the City God, and he will have nowhere to escape.

Suddenly, there was a riot in the rear of the enemy, and the long-lost shouts of killing suddenly broke out from behind the defenders, and Ying Ming's reinforcements came.
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