In This Life, I Only Push Joan of Arc

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's just your own saint, what does it have to do with us! We just want to ensure that people in this city are not harmed!"

"The Holy Lady is still—"

It's a pity that his shouting didn't last long, and his mouth was gagged.

Gildrey looked at the closed city gate in despair.

On the other hand, Joan of Arc, who was leading the soldiers to retreat, just wanted to enter the city, but found that the city gate had begun to slowly fall.

"Hurry up, the city gate is about to close!"

She commanded the people around her, and she also rushed over.

boom!

At this moment, the surroundings seemed to be quiet, and Joan of Arc used all the strength in her body to retreat, and the city gate fell like this, until it finally hit the ground and produced a burst of dust.

Her pace also slowed down with the closed city gate, and finally stopped and stood at the closed city gate. The people on the other side just watched all this coldly, and the people on both sides were completely isolated.

Joan of Arc just looked at the closed city gate for a while, and then a silent smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. On the other side of the city gate, Gildrey's voice could be heard shouting like tearing his throat.

It's a pity that she feels that these voices have become smaller at this moment.The world is quiet.

Looking back at the Burgundians who were catching up, they were dashing towards here with their weapons in their hands.

Joan of Arc put her left hand on the cross on her chest, she picked up the cross and put it on her mouth and gently kissed it, suddenly recalling all the bits and pieces of the past with Lon, those The good memories once left on the straw pile,

"I'm sorry, Lon, for not being able to accompany you to the end."

In the end, a

Is it you who is by my side right now...

Then she put away the cross and held up the flag in her hand, with an unprecedented determination and firmness in her eyes, that cry made people hear the determination to die,

"We have not been abandoned, we are always fighting for our country, soldiers, fight with me to the last second of life!"

"Fighting for France, we will die!"

She did not despair because of these, she was still shining her own light.

"Maybe you think we've been abandoned, but if we're down at the moment, we're just as cowardly people as they are!"

"Fight! Peace is always made with blood! I will not deny my sins, but my heart is clear!"

"I know what I'm fighting for and what I'm doing!"

"That's the only way in this cruel world."

"Fight! Cry out your anger!

Fight!Roar out your anger!

Fight!Give everything to our motherland! ! ! "

"We are soldiers, we are the ones who save this country!"

The sound of shouting spread throughout the battlefield. Those abandoned soldiers, those soldiers who showed confusion and doubts about life, suddenly ignited a majestic fire at this moment. They raised their weapons together, accompanied by bursts of angry roars. Sound sprints past.

Joan of Arc also joined the battlefield with their return.

The Burgundians noticed their charge slowed down,

"It's the Saintess of France! All are in defensive formation! They're only a few hundred people! Catch these guys alive for me!"

"That group of guys are really fools. They even locked their saintess outside the city gate to welcome the enemy. Hahahaha, are these guys the only ones who deserve to win?"

Without any confusion, Jeanne grabbed her weapon and rushed into the crowd.

Blood blooms, and she travels through these killings.

As the first bow and arrow passed through her bare feet, she stumbled to the ground, but she did not give up, her eyes were still full of fighting spirit.

Then countless spear stabs attacked, and Joan resisted it with some difficulty. The tip of the spear cut through her arm, so that she could no longer swing the spear in her hand. She took out the sword with the other hand and was still fighting. .

Until the end, he was covered in wounds, with the tips of a dozen Burgundians pressed to their throats.

The battle is over...

PS: God has abandoned her. People who still have doubts about the plot originally wanted to explain a lot to you. In the end, I suddenly felt that this sentence was more useful:

Everything...for Heizhen!

48. I am a collection of all evils in the world!

"Hurry up and redeem the saintess!"

Three days after Joan of Arc was captured, Gildrey didn't even know where the other party was captured, but he knew that the Burgundians didn't kill her.

After the news spread, the atmosphere in the whole city was not very good, Gildley hurried back, and wanted Charles VII to redeem her.

However, this time the latter was silent and did not speak.

"What's wrong? Why didn't you redeem the saintess?"

Gildrey had already realized something was wrong.

"That group of Englishmen said they would stop the war if we handed over Joan of Arc to them without redemption... They said they would point all blame at Joan of Arc, including the cause of the war And for various reasons, so that the war can be stopped..."