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"I'm ashamed, I should be the one protecting you." Sang Song followed with a smile.

Just a few steps away, the seemingly stable Pantheon Square has come to the front line of the battle, with artillery fire flying, projectiles whizzing, shouts of killing, and bugles blasting the sky.In Paris today, there is no place that is not a battlefield.

The floating corpses filled the Seine River, the smoke of the fire blackened the walls of Notre Dame de Paris, and there are still several burning flames in the Palace of Versailles that have not been extinguished.In the once beautiful Paris, there was only the most restless sonata.

The only ones left here are the soldiers, determined to live and die with the city, no matter how many kilometers the enemy's heavy artillery advances, no matter how close the shells explode, they will not retreat.

"Your Majesty, why did you come to the front line!"

Gildre was riding a war horse, and was anxious to direct his allies into the bunker.

"You're talking as if we still have a rear." The blond girl asked unwaveringly about the iron and fire on the battlefield, "How's the situation?"

"I'm afraid it won't last long. Even if we can last until dark, the consumption of supplies will definitely run out."

Paris, which is isolated and helpless, cannot turn the tide after all.

Joan of Arc looked from a distance, no matter from which angle the city of Paris was crumbling, the capital of France was about to be conquered by the enemy.The [-] garrison fought bravely and achieved a loss ratio of two-fifths, but they still couldn't stop the flood of the Prussian-Austrian coalition forces...

Suddenly, the blond girl's eyes lit up as if she sensed something, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Enlightenment of this skill is enough to be an afterthought...

Boom!

There was a bang, which represented the appearance of the first shell to bombard the city of Paris!The houses collapsed, the flames rose, and the outermost buildings were destroyed, which immediately created a favorable terrain environment for the cavalry charge.

"All charge!"

When Tate gave an order, his roar seemed to gamble his entire life as a soldier, and he wanted to capture the Wall of Sighs.

The 5000-strong Prussian-Austrian Allied Forces came up in black, and they vowed to give the crumbling city a final blow and let the glory of France sink into the Seine River.

The tide of soldiers charged from the side, and the commander of the coalition army rode a tall horse, arrogant.He raised his head, sharply gazed at the crowd, and met the eyes of a pair of dark blue pupils in Paris, facing each other tit for tat:

Jeanne Darc, the leader who has guarded Paris so far with a steely will, is really extraordinary.Her eyes are like Lake Baikal. Her elegant demeanor also contains bottomless thoughts. The most important thing is that the ideal spark of that young man is burning brightly, which is enviable.

It is such an enemy that cannot let her grow up!

"In order to avenge His Majesty Louis XVI, the brave fighters will surely defeat the rebels." Tate raised his saber and shouted:

"We are a team of diligent kings!"

At this time, Tate saw the corner of Joan of Arc's mouth curled up, that smile was full of contempt and confidence of victory.She slowly raised her arm and made a fist lightly.

boom!

A bunch of fireworks whizzed up from behind the city of Paris, exploding with brilliant brilliance.There was another bang bang, and bundles of fireworks rose from all directions around Paris like the beating of war drums.

These are not festive fireworks but the signal flares of the French army!Representing the governors of all parts of France!North African Garrison, Canadian Garrison, Indian Garrison, and Provincial Garrisons - all in position!

At the critical moment, one hundred thousand reinforcements joined forces in Paris.

"You translate for me, what the fuck is called Qin Wang's teacher!"

Joan of Arc was finally looking forward to the arrival of the reinforcements and was immediately overjoyed. With a golden knife, she raised one foot and stepped on the rubble, and arrogantly gave the coalition commander a middle finger.

The war correspondent Paulina faithfully recorded this scene. Such a precious historical material has become the opening ceremony of the Paris counterattack recognized by later generations.

At that time, the first ruler of the French Republic, Jeanne Darc, expressed the aspirations of all Gauls with a gesture:

Our great country is back and you are screwed!

Chapter 310

One hundred thousand French elites rode horses and galloped on the endless plain beside the Seine River.The flag of the golden root iris fluttered high, with a pure heart of defending the country and going forward.

These reinforcements, either the troops stationed far away in foreign countries, or the combatants of the French fleet across the world, or the garrison assembled from all over France, they spontaneously chose to gather under the banner of Joan of Arc.

Louis XVI couldn't do this, and Louis XIV couldn't achieve the popular response!

Joan of Arc just stood here, but a full [-] French soldiers rushed to help the battlefield with enthusiasm, without hesitation, and went through fire and water.

The Battle of Paris shocked the Europa continent. In this battle, countless heroes who sacrificed their lives were affected, and they wrote an indomitable battle song of the Gauls. The whole world can hear the passion of the Marseillaise.Even if no one appealed, all Gauls knew that "our homeland is in crisis, and our homeland needs us." Therefore, they moved forward tacitly towards Paris.

It was the concerted resistance of the French army and the people that shocked the whole world, and it was the free soul that shone brightly.

Joan of Arc is the most shocking factor. Who would have thought that the former Saint of Salvation would become the defender of Paris in one fell swoop.At the beginning, many people did not recognize the status of Joan of Arc, thinking that the title of "First Consul" was nothing more than a usurper.

However, Joan proved herself with actions!

France needs a leader who cares about the country and the nation, and must have a will of steel.Before the Battle of Paris, it was Joan who ordered the evacuation of the people to resettle the old, weak, sick and disabled.After the war, it was Joan who refused to surrender and conveyed the strongest voice of France to the world.

Everyone remembered the heroic girl with blond braids and deep blue eyes, who was the house that supported the Kingdom of France in times of crisis.

Such a leader seems to be a hero who conforms to the times, as if to respond to the desire of the French people!In people's minds, Joan of Arc has been with the will of France, which is a symbol of indomitable spirit.

How is the French first ruling?How about the King of France?Joan of Arc is the only leader recognized by the Gauls in this era.

Respond to Joan of Arc, unite and defend Paris!

"For the sake of the homeland, drive away the enemy!"

In the light of dawn, the sound of shouting and killing shook the sky, penetrating the clouds and shaking the mountains and rivers.Hundreds of thousands of soldiers, who traveled through thousands of rivers and mountains, finally gathered outside Paris. They saw the enemy who invaded the motherland, and they vowed to revenge with blood.

Join the army and wipe out the enemy regardless of your own life!

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Under the sun, the vanguard of the reinforcements collided with the Prussian-Austrian coalition forces, and all the people turned upside down, and the smoke and dust that rolled up even covered the sky.After a face-to-face meeting, the French army broke through the defense of the coalition forces like a broken bamboo.

Both sides came and went, with swords and swords and guns firing, and the sky was dark for a while.

Hayasaka Ai has never seen such a scene. In the ancient Arthurian period, even if an enemy of the size of the Roman Empire collided, there was no scale of more than [-].

There was a surge of pride in her heart, as expected, this is worthy of the grandeur of Europa Universalis, this is the stage that the No.1 pure love fighter should have!

You know, there are a total of 13 soldiers from the Prussian-Austrian Allied Forces and the French Legion on this plain!

Hundreds of thousands of cavalry are gathering in arcs of smoke and dust towards Paris.Looking at this era, only a big country at the level of France has such a majestic military force, which makes the world change.

"Martial music and banners! The Garrison of Paris—ready to charge!"

Joan of Arc tore away the Phnom Penh battle flag with a loud clap, and gave an order to mobilize the entire French army.

This time, the three thousand soldiers were completely aroused.Their pent-up emotions needed to be vented, and they wanted to give the enemy a taste of the power of the Gauls.

charge!With the earth-shattering shouts of killing, three thousand garrison troops rushed forward and tore open the front of the Prussian-Austrian coalition forces.The bayonet was bloody, harvesting the lives of the enemy soldiers one by one. The garrison was like a sharp cone chiseling through the coalition forces and heading straight for the main position.

Tate wanted to return to the defense, but it was too late, and the coalition forces had already collapsed.

One hundred thousand reinforcements rushed forward aggressively, and what arrived earlier than the army was the roar of heavy artillery. The sound of explosions was endless, and the roaring shells fell on the crowd and set off a huge shock wave. A large piece of blood was mutilated when it exploded.

On the vast plain, the North African garrison was the first to come into contact with the Prussian-Austrian coalition forces. The sabers wielded by the soldiers pierced through the corpses, causing the enemy to fall like wheat.

The clicking, clicking sound of the blade entering the flesh meant that the French army didn't even bother to shoot, and used cold weapons to clean up the target directly.

Before the charge, the coalition soldiers were already exhausted, hungry and lacking in food and clothing... Now, facing the current pressure of a 5000-strong army, the coalition forces have been terrified, not to mention the equipment and baggage. There is no difference between [-] people without cohesion and [-] lambs.

"I surrender, don't kill me—ah!"

"I want to go home!"

"Run, the French are coming!"

In an instant, the army was defeated like a mountain, and even the well-trained Prussian-Austrian Allied Forces could not stop the trend of collapse!

Seeing that the general situation was over, Tate quickly waved and ordered, "All remaining elite guards, prepare to retreat!"

"It's late—"

A steaming crimson flame cut through the abyss and gully, rushing from the city of Paris to the center of Commander Tate's position at lightning speed.Parting the ground, a raptor swung its tail and ripped apart the surrounding heavy artillery.The air wave spread, the high temperature swept across, and a mushroom cloud bloomed in the coalition center.

Joan of Arc stepped on the twisted steel corpse, and a tall and straight figure slowly emerged from the flames, proudly looking down on the world, overlooking the surrounding enemy troops waiting in full force.

"You are surrounded."

The blond girl was in the center of the enemy line, and the reinforcements in the distance were surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside, but Joan of Arc uttered such bold words, as if she had surrounded the elite of the coalition army by herself.

Tate's face was livid.

He remembered that he was full of ambition to go out, but in the end he only failed. After this battle, I am afraid that Prussia and Austria will be in turmoil.All of this is just passing away, and even my own life is just a candle in the wind.

"If we lay down our arms now," Tate seemed to be 20 years old, begging bitterly, "Can you...can you let us go?"

"When did the people in those villages take up arms? Did you just let them go?"

Joan of Arc shook the battle flag, and the thunderbolt rolled into the golden iris flower pattern of the battle flag.Then, the girl slowly pulled out the sword of Durandil from her waist, she wanted to taste the pleasure of the blade, and asked the holy sword to drink blood.

To report grievances directly, to pay with blood.

All things are born to support people, and people have no virtue to repay the sky-kill!

Chapter 311 Great Victory in Paris

"Protect the General!"

With a swipe, the magician accompanying the army launched a bombardment spell.The surrounding guard fighters also surrounded Tate and retreated, and launched an attack at the same time!Rumbling sounds came and went, and the burst of firepower in this short period of time was no less than that of multiple heavy artillery firing together!

Hayasaka Ai remained motionless, she didn't need to move at all when she stood there, and the enchantment effect of the Noble Phantasm Banner protected her unscathed.

What kind of defensive power can the anti-magic power up to EX level be transformed into by the Noble Phantasm?

Ai Hayasaka didn't know the answer, she didn't even try to find out where the limit of EX-rated skills was, or the limit didn't exist in the first place.With such a level of firepower, it is worse than scraping.

The edge of the sword of Durandil has been drawn out, and under the blessing of Joan of Arc's magic power, it sweeps all directions!No matter how the guards attacked, it was just a mayfly shaking the tree.

Tate gradually despaired, and he became even more desperate when he thought of the decadent Habsburg dynasty behind him.

"Joan of Arc, why, why does France have a leader like you!" Tate roared unwillingly, "It's because of you!"

Jeanne shook her head.

"I am not a heroic leader. In the era of progressive heroism, the historical view of heroes is no longer applicable to the present, and the struggle of class historical views has brought France back from the ashes. You are not wronged if you lose to the most progressive force of this era."

"The Great Revolution will bring more epics. The wonderful things are still early, but you can't see them."

Hayasaka Ai leaned on the sword with both hands, and gently brushed across the sharp blade, causing the wind to surge and form a majestic power.The sword of Durandil hummed in its master's hand. It sensed the radiant soul of its master, and it couldn't wait to respond.

According to legend, Roland, the most valiant knight under Charlemagne, received a sword from the angel Gabriel. The knight Roman reported this to Charlemagne and wanted to offer the treasure, but the king appreciated the loyalty of his subordinates and rewarded him with the sword. to the knight.Since then, the sword in Rome's lifetime of battle along with his legend has been regarded as the sword of a paladin protected by angels and God.

However, after the eighth century AD, the Frankish kingdom faded away, and Roland became heroic, and his sword was nowhere to be found.

This disappearance lasted for 1000 years.