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Saying this, Du Bin raised his sword and slapped his horse, and he rode away.

Only the stunned soldiers and Joan of Arc holding high the gun flag were left.

"What are you still looking at! Keep marching!"

Taking the handkerchief from a militiaman, Joan wiped her face, then raised her gun flag high and took the lead.

The soldiers were all moved when they heard the sound, they almost instinctively chose to follow Joan's order, and the originally disorganized large team became orderly in an instant, and continued to march towards their destination.

Seeing that Joan of Arc took over the command of the entire army so easily, Baron Jill and Lao Luo in the team looked at each other in blank dismay.

"These are all my soldiers..."

Baron Jill muttered to himself, with a bit of struggle on his face.

But at this moment, Lao Luo patted him on the shoulder.

"Forget it, what's wrong with your soldiers... Soldiers always respect the strong, this kind of thing is normal."

"The strong..."

Baron Jill raised his head subconsciously, but he was facing Joan's sharp eyes that glanced over.

At this moment, Baron Jill even subconsciously shifted his gaze, not daring to look at him.

That's right, at this moment, he also vaguely felt what the so-called strong person really meant.

It's just that Joan's eyes didn't stay on Baron Gil for too long, what she scanned was all the troops following her.

"Not enough...not enough."

Joan of Arc, holding a gun flag, muttered to herself.

To catch up with that figure, her current strength is far from enough.

The Battle of Orleans, The Hundred Years' War of the Evil Dragon: Chapter 43

Facts have proved that Lao Luo's initial judgment was not wrong.

Due to the addition of the special task line of the first four rings, in this Battle of Orleans, the strength of Joan's side has indeed become stronger. Not only has the one hundred heavy armored warriors been added to the force, but even Baron Gil I chose to delegate power at the first time.

This is a situation that has never happened in the original mission line. You must know that in the original mission line, Baron Jill is more likely to handle affairs as the guardian of Joan of Arc. In other words, the original mission line Joan of Arc is more like an idol pushed to the front of the stage, while Baron Gil is the real producer who is in charge of dispatching troops.

Only this time, to Lao Luo's surprise, Baron Jill allocated all the troops in his hands to Joan of Arc without hesitation, allowing him to use them as he pleased.

"I'm experimenting with a very new style of play, that's why I did this... Don't worry, these are my pawns, I know it well."

When Lao Luo went to inquire, Baron Jill replied him like this.

At that time, Lao Luo hadn't realized what the "new style of play" Baron Gil said meant, but soon, he saw this so-called "new style of play" in the battle of Orleans.

"I am invincible! Go!"

Facing the British army besieging the city, Joan of Arc didn't even choose any weak link, but just rushed up to the enemy's formation head-on.

The English longbowmen shot heavy arrows from a distance, but they were blocked by the heavy armored warriors in the front row with their big shields. When the longbowmen wanted to launch the second round of arrows, they were met with a bullet more than one foot long. The snake spear flew towards him.

"Boom!"

The snake spears that flew towards them pierced through three people in an instant, which made the longbowmen panic. Seeing that the heavy armored infantry regiment had rushed forward against the rain of arrows, the longbowmen quickly withdrew to the army formation .

The thick large shield filled the gap in the formation, and sharp spears were erected on top of the shield. This is the best formation to resist the enemy's impact. The heavy infantry in the formation can stand still even in the face of the knight's impact.

But what they faced was not knights who relied on horses to attack the army.

But something more terrifying.

"open!"

Flipping the flag of the gun, Joan of Arc directly put the handle of the spear on the shield formation, and the huge force instantly sent the English sergeant flying with the shield. A gap!

This shocked the English sergeants. Long-term training allowed them to use the fastest reaction to fill the gap. The spears and large shields squeezed in, and they had already used the fastest speed.

But there was a petite figure who was far faster than them.

In just an instant, Joan of Arc, who had lowered her body, passed the oncoming gun forest, and got into the enemy's formation.

Immediately afterwards, the gun flag swept across.

"Om-"

The gun barrel made of steel carried tremendous force, and every place it passed was broken. The English sergeants who were hit hit their comrades, and these comrades who were hit bumped into more comrades... ...Facing this violent and brute force comparable to the joint efforts of dozens of people, the originally tightly packed English army was suddenly swept out of a vacuum circle!

At this time, the heavy armored infantry who followed behind Joan of Arc have also followed one after another.

"Scatter their formation!"

Ten militiamen who put on heavy armor roared frantically, and the weapons in their hands were no longer the spears they used to be—just like the heavily armored warriors behind them, what they were holding now was a spear that was more suitable for chopping. The big halberd, with its thick blade, is as fierce as an axe, and the spear point on the halberd head can also allow them to carry out piercing attacks at any time.

And when the hundred halberds were raised high, the killing storm began.

Between the ups and downs of the euphorbia, stumps and broken arms flew all over the sky. The hasty attacks of the English could not break through the double armor on these euphorbia warriors, but the euphorbia in their hands could easily smash the heads and helmets of the Englishmen. Split together.

This is no longer a battle, this is a one-sided massacre!

A bloody road was actually plowed out of the well-defended army formation of the English!

But this is still not the end.

"The rear team catch up! Hurry up!"

When the heavy armored infantry regiment followed Joan to tear apart the enemy formation, the soldiers belonging to Baron Gil also followed. With a large number of people, they launched a third wave of shock, widening the wound on the English formation again—— It was also this last shock that caused the morale of the English to completely collapse. They didn't know what monster they were facing, and they didn't know how many people they were going to face.

Impossible to beat, they can't beat.

"Escape! Escape!"

I don't know who yelled this sentence first, and then more and more English soldiers began to flee. They threw away their armor and armor, and dropped everything that would hinder their speed, just to make themselves run faster A little bit, and a little bit faster.

But the flying gun flag was faster than them.

"Boom!"

Some rout soldiers who couldn't dodge were directly nailed to the ground, staring blankly at those comrades who fled in a hurry. The Englishman still doesn't understand how they lost just now.

The Englishman closed his eyes until he stepped on his back with iron boots and pulled out the gun flag.

"Captain, your weapon."

The militiaman who drew out the gun flag walked towards Joan of Arc, and handed over the gun flag respectfully.

"The road leading to Fort Orleans has been opened, shall we continue to pursue the rout?"

"... Forget it, advance to the city."

Joan of Arc, who received the gun flag, took off her helmet and wiped the sweat dripping from her forehead.

"Soldiers also need to take a rest, it's almost enough to fight here today."

"Okay, Captain."

The militiamen took the order to leave and began to convey the next action to the French soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield.

Joan of Arc, also carrying the blood-stained white battle flag, came to the rear of the army and found Baron Gil.

"The road to Fort Orleans has been opened, we can enter the city."

"It's amazing...it's really amazing!"

Baron Gil, who had watched the whole battle, couldn't help clapping his hands in admiration.

"Using points to break the front and directly tearing apart the enemy's formation from the front, I didn't even dare to think of this kind of play before... It's worthwhile for me to hand over all those soldiers to you, or in other words, if you don't let you lead them, they won't be able to fight at all." I can't keep up with you."

Thinking of the scene of charging into battle just now, Baron Jill couldn't help but feel excited.

If he had doubts about these so-called "man of destiny" before, then he has completely believed in all of this now-there is no doubt that the person who appeared in front of him can indeed lead France to victory. The Saint Maiden who can save France!

"This is something only you can do! This is a miracle that only you can build!"

"...No, someone can do it better than me."

Jeanne subconsciously spoke.

This also made Baron Jill fall into silence.

Indeed, there are people who can do better. He has even seen it with his own eyes. Just walking in the world with that monster-like force will bring mountains of corpses and seas of blood. In front of monsters of that level, the enemy can't even maintain their sanity. Even escaping has become a luxury for them.

but……

No.

That man from a foreign land will not only destroy the sanity of the enemy, but also destroy the sanity of his own people. What France needs is a vanguard who can lead the army in battle, a general who can lead the army, not a devil who causes bloody massacres, even if the devil's No matter how powerful the power is.

The power of the devil cannot inspire morale. The devil is born to spread terror and fear. If you want to follow the devil to fight, it is hard to say who will be the first to fail, the French or the English.

"Is that so..."

When she noticed Duke Gil's silence, Joan of Arc had already realized the answer. Obviously, everyone's acceptance of that foreigner was still somewhat...

"Hey, don't be so discouraged."

Sensing that Joan's morale was a bit low, Lao Luo, who had been acting like a jerk the whole time, hurried out to work.

"There is a saying in my hometown that a tiger called Xiashan will always walk alone. Brother Bin is many times stronger than a tiger. It may not be a bad thing for him to act alone."

Looking up and down at Joan of Arc in front of him, Lao Luo couldn't help sighing secretly. Originally, he thought that in the missions of the first four rings, they had the greatest bonus to the team, but now it seems that the one who really got the huge bonus is Joan himself. ——You must know that in the original quest line, although Joan of Arc will fight bravely, she still raises the battle flag high to boost the morale of the soldiers more often.

But now...

Just look at this brave posture of breaking through the formation, is this still a human?

Obviously, this change has nothing to do with the previous mission of the Fourth Ring. It can even be said that this is entirely the teaching left by Dubin-God knows what kind of teaching will make a Joan of Arc who was originally just a support , It just developed into the current appearance like a tiger descending the mountain.

Could it be that this is influence?If you follow a tiger, you will also become a tiger?

"That...Mr. Luo."

Just when Lao Luo was thinking wildly, he heard Joan of Arc speak in front of him.

"Do you know where the instructor...is now?"

"Uh, I don't know."

Lao Luo choked for a while, and finally repeated it again.

"Don't worry, he's definitely fine... Or, it's better to let him go alone."