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At the same time, the ground of the entire barracks was lit up in crimson, a combination of magic circles lit up, and the magic circles outside the barracks also shone brightly.

Previously used to hide stations.At this moment, the barrier specially arranged by Meilin was disturbed by the powerful magic power and destroyed with a bang.

"That's... what?" A group of soldiers stared at the scene in front of them in amazement, less than a thousand meters away from the camp of Jeanne d'Arc, in England's garrison.

The French garrison suddenly appeared in sight.There is also the red light that soars into the sky.

Over time, the red halo became more and more intense, gradually covering the entire Joan of Arc army garrison, and it was even impossible to see anything inside.

"YAAAA!" The sky-shattering dragon chant sounded suddenly, the surrounding environment was shaken, and a large number of rocks near the Joan of Arc's garrison collapsed and fell.The temperature in the air also quickly became hot.

Many soldiers sat on the ground in fright under the groan, wiping their faces from the hot sweat or the cold sweat from fear.

"Why..." A deep voice sounded, and the armored knight walked out of the main tent, and stopped in shock before he could finish speaking.

Talbot has been extremely angry recently. He was the commander of the English army responsible for besieging Joan of Arc. He was also the commander of the previous siege of Orleans, so it goes without saying.

In order to find the problem of this battle, another commander, John Fastov, has been demoted. Although he survived this time, he is considered guilty and meritorious.

The coalition forces of England and Burgundy, coupled with the betrayal of France, could easily destroy Joan of Arc.As a result, when he led the army, he searched for a whole day, but he still couldn't find Joan of Arc.

On the contrary, they captured a lot of scattered French troops along the way, and after learning from their confessions that Joan of Arc was here, they have been looking for it, digging three feet is not too much.

It kept him confused, not to mention that Joan didn't run away, even if she did, there would always be traces of the camp, and nothing was found.

The next day, when he was thinking about what to do, there was a loud noise outside the tent.After he came out... he finally knew where the Joan of Arc army had gone.

Not far from the English garrison, the French camp appeared, and a red halo covered the entire camp, gradually forming a shape.

Flame scales.With a ferocious head and a shocking roar, what Talbot saw after he came out of the tent was a scarlet dragon, which was roaring into the air.

The heat wave blew suddenly, and even many tents were ignited under the scorching temperature, but Talbot didn't care about it.He stared in shock at the dragon shadow that left a trail of scarlet waves.

Looking back, he could still see the dilapidated French camp. Naturally, he would not believe that the red dragon had attacked the camp. He hadn't noticed it for a long time. It could only be said that it was the means of the saint.

"Damn it, is it possible that she is really the messenger of the Lord?" The subsequent punishment has long been forgotten, and the situation in front of him has delayed Talbot's recovery.

The Crimson Shadow flew over the capital of Paris, Rouen in the center of Picardy, crossed the English Channel between France and England, and flew all the way to London.

Not only Talbot alone, countless people, knights, and nobles witnessed this scene with their own eyes.

The red dragon flapped its wings, causing a vertical and horizontal heat wave, and countless people were unable to react.

At present, although there are legends of dragons and witches, in fact 99% of the people, knights, and nobles have never seen witches, let alone dragons.

The public reaction in France was one of shock, but in England it was another reaction.

Chilong has a completely different status in England. Maybe the real history of Knight King Arthur has faded under the control of the Normans, but the legend will not disappear.

When Great Britain is in danger again, the red dragon will come and the king will return to save Great Britain from danger.

Although they would not believe that this dragon was the red dragon in the legend, it also reminded them of the long-buried legend.

What the king wants to save is Great Britain. When England was in crisis, the king did not appear, but now, except for Scotland, the whole of Great Britain is about to be occupied by England controlled by the Normans.

It might really be time for Wang to come back.

"Indeed, if it is this way, there is no need to do any publicity, and it is enough to remind them of it." Above the red dragon, You Feng and Mei Lin stood on both sides of Joan of Arc, chatting casually.

The magic has been activated, all that remains is to maintain and manipulate it.

"We still need a certain amount of publicity to make them confirm that Joan of Arc is this red dragon and Liya's reincarnation." The scorching wind blew past, and Youfeng's mood also fluctuated a little.

Although he is not interested in the king's position, what he wants to do now is to subvert a kingdom in an instant and build a stronger kingdom, which is still a bit fluctuating.

"I've been prepared for a long time, just wait for the moment it falls." Taking out the magic wand, Mei Lin said relaxedly.

Otherwise, it's good. Since it's going to be done, it must be done perfectly, and let the whole of Great Britain know that the person representing Liya... is back.

(Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket~) (To be continued.)

Chapter 890 The Sixth Final Battle

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"It's not perfect yet." It's not very far away from London, the capital of England. Meilin looked at Joan of Arc, and if she wants to be perfect, a certain symbol is the most important.

"Youfeng, is that yours?" Meilin asked, pointing to the sword in Joan's hand.

Originally, she wanted to do it herself, no one was more familiar with the sword than her, but before she did it, she realized that the power surrounding it was not just an ordinary weapon, which made Meilin subconsciously think of Youfeng.

She cared enough about Joan of Arc, and even put her treasures there.

"It's mine." After scanning the [Purple Moon Funeral Song] that had been kept at Joan's place, Youfeng also revealed it.

"I don't need to say what it looks like"

"If you didn't tell me, I almost forgot." Pointing a finger, the shape of the scarlet long sword changed immediately.

The shape originally used by Joan of Arc was more inclined to a rapier. After the change, the blade became wider, with a jewel-like blue hilt, and the cold light on the blade made people feel the bitter cold.

What impressed me the most was the text engraved on the bottom of the blade. It was not a common text in the mainland, but it was more similar to the text that surrounded the French barracks before.

"This is..." Joan asked suspiciously about the changing sword. She was used to that form, but she was not used to the sudden change.

"The sword in the stone is also known as the sword of choosing the king, of course it's just a form." Withdrawing his hand, You Feng said with a smile, although I don't know how many people still remember the appearance of the sword in the stone, but the change is always right.

Those Celtic families with a long history should still remember the appearance of the sword in the stone, and maybe even a painting of Leah.