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Baron Gil muttered to himself, he only hoped that his judgment was wrong.

But the facts proved that he was still too conservative.

"Paris! We will take Paris back!"

During the military meeting the next night, Crown Prince Charlie nailed the dagger to the map in front of everyone.

"We're going to drive out every Englishman, every single one left!"

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The Battle of Orleans, The Hundred Years' War of the Evil Dragon: Chapter 53 Chapter 53 Siege of the city and overthrow the stronghold

"Paris! We will take Paris back!"

"We're going to drive out every single Englishman!"

As soon as this remark came out, the generals who participated in the meeting immediately felt their scalps go numb. Although they, as nobles, had already vaguely expected it when the crown prince gave the reward, they never thought that the crown prince would be unreliable to this extent.

Opening their mouths means recovering Paris. This is not just a level of military incompetence. Although they just broke the siege of Fort Orleans and even took down Fort Augustine, this does not mean that they are really able to counterattack Paris.

That's Paris, the former capital of France, and the solid city defenses can't be compared with a hastily built front-line fortress, not to mention that the middle between Orléans and Paris is all dangerous enemy-occupied areas.

If you have to fight, it's like letting a lion cub, not much bigger than a dog, challenge an adult giant bear just after defeating a hyena!

This is simply impossible to win!It may even ruin the good situation directly!

What's more, there are rumors that a black dragon appeared in the English army...

"Can't fight, in short Paris really can't fight."

A group of generals hurriedly comforted the crown prince, Charlie, and finally persuaded the overjoyed crown prince.

It's just that the proposal was rejected for the first time, which made Crown Prince Charlie somewhat unhappy.

"Haven't we already been able to defeat the English? Why can't Paris be defeated... Forget it, if Paris can't be defeated, should we push it to the head office outside Paris?"

"Outside Paris..."

The generals immediately understood what the crown prince meant.

The so-called outside of Paris refers to the Reims Cathedral, which is the most important church in France, and it is also the place where every French king is crowned—if Crown Prince Charles wants to establish his legal status , then you must go to Reims Cathedral to be crowned and coronated, this is a must.

Therefore, even though Crown Prince Charlie didn't say it clearly, these generals also understood the crown prince's careful thinking.

To be honest, it was not surprising. In fact, when the crown prince rewarded him generously, they all had a vague premonition.It is obvious that the only thing that can be worth their crown prince's investment is to let them play-but attacking Paris is too outrageous, and it is not a task they can accomplish at all.

So looking at it this way, hitting Lance... doesn't seem unacceptable?

"In short, since the English have been defeated, let's not give them a chance to breathe, continue to attack, and take advantage of this good opportunity to continue attacking them!"

Saying this, Crown Prince Charlie's face showed a bit more fortitude!

"I will sit on the front line, please perform well!"

"Yes! Your lord!"

All the generals responded loudly.

This time, it’s not a scene. After all, what Crown Prince Charlie said is indeed true. You must know that while carrying the heavy responsibility of besieging Orleans, Fort Augustine is also the largest fortress on the front line of the English—in other words, the largest. The Augustine Fortress was breached, and the remaining small forts and fortifications seemed too easy to chew.

Yes, they did not get the glory of breaking the Augustine Fortress, but cleaning up the remaining small English strongholds, isn't it also the work of the dragon?

This is the work of the dragon...

The rewards are simply unimaginable!

"Done!"

This night, I don't know how many generals secretly made up their minds.

Before dawn, these generals had already set off with their troops to attack those English strongholds.

Now that the lid of the pot has been lifted, it's time to divide the meat and eat. The military achievements are all at your fingertips. How can these generals be willing to be inferior.

"So are you going too?"

Just looking at Joan of Arc who was packing up his luggage, Baron Gil knew that he had asked an unnecessary question—even if the crown prince hadn't given an order at the pre-military meeting, the holy girl would probably lead the team by herself.

After all, it was only a few days before Joan was healed. Now that the injury has been healed, Joan naturally has no interest in continuing to listen to the boring flattery among the generals.

There is only the battlefield in her heart, and she was born for war.

The entire team was divided into two echelons by Joan of Arc. The first team was naturally the heavy armored warrior group led by Joan of Arc. Due to the reputation of Joan of Arc breaking the Augustine Fortress, many soldiers came here especially. The samurai group has also expanded to 200 people-their combat mission is to follow Joan of Arc to attack the city and destroy the enemy with the most violent gesture.

Then there is the regular combat team led by Baron Jill. Similarly, because of Joan's reputation, this team has expanded to 2000 people-those who have not been selected into the heavy armored fighters also have their own tasks, that is, After Joan of Arc broke through the fortress, she took over the city defense as quickly as possible to ensure that the surrounding area of ​​the fortress could be brought under actual control.

As for Lao Luo, because of his inconvenient movement, he was also incorporated into this team, serving as Baron Jill's assistant to advise and train the newly joined soldiers.

To put it bluntly, he was a bastard. After all, Baron Jill himself had experienced many battles and did not need others to advise him. However, Lao Luo obviously liked this position very much.

"Did you see my leg? It was broken by a stone cannon! The crown prince said I was fierce!"

Facing a group of new soldiers, Lao Luo put on his old qualifications, bragging about his leg injury every day, not to mention how happy he was.

As for Dupin...

"Are you leaving again?"

Seeing that the stranger in front of him had already put his luggage on the horse, and even brought out the black-haired and blue-eyed man as a servant, even though Joan of Arc knew that what he said was nonsense, she couldn't help but subconsciously speak at this moment.

Maybe she was expecting something, something she couldn't explain herself.

"Yeah, I'm leaving."

It's a pity that the stranger in front of her didn't see her expectation. The figure holding the halberd just got on the horse, and his movements were indescribably chic.

"It's still the same, three wolves, I will play wild around, remember to call me if you need anything."

"……Um."

Taking a deep breath, Joan swallowed back all the words she wanted to say.

This is the ethos in the army. When a man is about to go to war, a woman can't talk too much. Too much talk means too much entanglement, and it will make a man uninterested in fighting—this is the case during battle. It is a very dangerous thing, after all, any negligence means death.

"So, good luck."

When the first ray of sunlight fell in the morning, Joan of Arc was holding a spear and flag like this, watching the figure carrying a halberd whipping his horse.

"You will definitely win, and I look forward to your triumphant return."

"I also look forward to your triumphant return."

The halberd and the gun flag touched lightly.

Between the sound of gold and iron, the fast horse riding far away rides Juechen.

"Wait for me! Sir! I'm not on my horse yet!"

The Englishman, who had changed his name to Jin Yuehan, hurriedly chased after him, and Joan on the side couldn't laugh or cry when he was in a hurry.

However, after the Englishman known as the translator also galloped away, the smile on Joan's face quickly disappeared.

Yes, she will also return triumphantly.

"Go out."

The moment the steel visor was buckled on her face, Joan's expression was like the iron mask on her face, and there was no sadness or joy.

"Let's go!"

The first to roar was the Heavy Armored Warrior Group. They were all veterans who followed Joan of Arc to charge into battle. They knew exactly what kind of hero they were following in battle, and their unparalleled bravery would surely bring victory in the war!

"Let's go!!!"

The soldiers who were assigned to the second echelon also roared. Although it was difficult for them to get in touch with the frontline battles led by Baron Gil, they were all looking forward to it after hearing the rumors. On the battlefield, I saw the heroic figure of the holy girl sweeping thousands of troops.

And the holy girl they adored did not disappoint them.

The posture they saw was far more courageous than what was said in the rumors.

On the first day of Joan's expedition, Fort Yaerjo was captured.

On the third day of Joan's expedition, Fort Morne was captured.

On the fifth day of Joan's expedition, the fortress of Beaugency was captured.

On the seventh day of Joan's expedition, Suffolk, England's frontline commander, announced the withdrawal of troops.

"It's pointless to continue to defend those fortresses. You have no idea what kind of monsters we are facing."

The Earl of Suffolk, who had escaped in the Battle of Augustine, was sitting on the throne with disheveled hair at the moment, and the smell of alcohol could still be smelled ten steps away.

"I've seen it, I've seen it in Augustine, one person can break through the city gate, what we are facing is not a human at all...a giant dragon! Only a giant dragon can deal with such a monster! Where is our giant dragon !"

"...Is he crazy?"

The two noble knights sitting below the Earl of Suffolk looked helpless. They were Sir Talbot and Sir Forstoff. They had led troops all the way from Paris to participate in the siege, but who could Thinking that waiting for them here is an old man who has been frightened crazy.

The Earl of Suffolk was so frightened that he could even utter nonsense like the giant dragon. Just looking at this crazy posture, it was obvious that he was no longer suitable as a frontline commander.

However, there is one thing in the other party's words that is correct, that is, it is indeed meaningless to continue to defend the front-line fortresses—especially after they knew that the three front-line fortresses were captured in one day, as mature generals, their first Immediately knew that this battle could no longer be fought.

Perhaps the French have gained more troops, or it may be that the French have mastered a new type of siege method. Of course, it is also possible, as the Earl of Suffolk said, that monsters appeared among the French... But no matter what Which kind of rumor it is is not what they want to consider right now. They only need to know that some unknown changes have taken place in the French.

The enemy has undergone unknown changes and has become unexpectedly brave. Of course, he must retreat first to preserve his vitality-after all, only by knowing the enemy and the enemy can he win the possibility. Rushing to fight an unknown opponent is tantamount to sending himself to death.

"So, retreat."

Under the joint order of the two jazz, all the English troops on the front line began to actively shrink.

Of course, the retreat is a retreat, but this does not mean that the English sergeants will throw away their armor and armor. Under the conscious order of the two lords, all the retreating English sergeants brought sharpened logs—although This heavy load greatly slowed down the retreat of the English sergeants, but it made the French knights who wanted to pursue them suffer a lot.

"The French are coming! Get ready!"

Seeing that the French knights were about to charge forward, the English sergeants hurriedly put these logs together. After some nailing, these logs seemed to have become solid horses!

Immediately afterwards, there was an oncoming arrow rain.

The arrows with heavy arrows are three feet long, which is almost equivalent to a short spear. The English longbow, which is as tall as a man, endows these heavy arrows with enough kinetic energy, and the close distance makes them The French knights couldn't avoid it—just in an instant, the sharp arrows pierced through the armor, penetrated into the flesh and blood of the knights, and brought them off the horses.

Although the knights had long heard of the ferocity of the longbowman, they never imagined that this kind of attack with a big bow and heavy arrow close to the face would be so terrifying.

Didn't they come to eat meat?Why did it suddenly become sent to die?

"Like to chase? Then let you chase!"