The world-devouring dragon

(I think I’m crazy for still coding during the Chinese New Year... It’s better to just forget about the Chinese New Year. After all, it’s already the Chinese New Year and no one reads novels.)

However, reality finally slapped the noble general hard. A few days later...

"Baron Bertrand!"

The noble general who was resting in the tent where he was camping heard panic sounds outside the tent, but then, an attendant broke into his tent and shook him desperately, causing him to wake up in a daze.

"Did the British come?"

Looking at the attendants in front of him, an unknown thought suddenly flashed through his mind. Could it be that the British discovered them and launched a sudden attack?

"No, it's not..."

What do those rangers eat? He said angrily in his heart, and stood up suddenly, not caring to listen to the attendants beside him. He didn't even have time to put on the armor on the side. He only had time to pick up the weapon beside him and hurriedly got out of the tent.

Then...looking at the scene in front of him, his face was also stunned.

Because, the country girl whom he denounced as a flower vase was in the middle of the camp, surrounded by many soldiers, accepting the kneeling ceremony of another unknown knight.

"Saint of Lorraine, in the name of De Auron, I am willing to join the king's army led by you."

In front of the country girl, the knight said seriously.

"what's going on?"

The baron was thinking blankly, and it wasn't until the attendant next to him caught up that he was able to understand what happened from the attendant's mouth.

That knight heard about the deeds of the Saint of Lorraine, and then tried to lead his own team of more than a hundred cavalry and infantry to join the king's army voluntarily to save the city of Orleans, which was besieged by the English.

Hearing the news, even Bertrand was surprised. More than a hundred infantrymen were nothing, but a considerable number of cavalry mixed among them was a force that should not be underestimated. This typical noble lord, usually even The crown prince had difficulty mobilizing them, but could this country girl really mobilize him?

But even in the face of such a surprise, the country girl did not show any special joy, she just said happily.

"God will help us win."

As she spoke, she clasped her hands and prayed devoutly. And looking at that country girl, Bertrand couldn't help but reconsider her value.

"Although she is just a country girl, maybe she can really mobilize some troops and play some role?"

Bertrand thought thoughtfully...

But the reality was far beyond his imagination. In the next few days, squires, nobles, and even farmers from all over France spontaneously joined the king's army, ranging from hundreds to as few as There are more than a dozen people, and you can often see someone joining the army four or five times a day.

After marching for more than 20 days, this 700- to 800-man army not only did not reduce in number, but continued to expand. The number directly increased to more than 2,000 people, not counting some troops who were declined due to insufficient equipment. Until now This team really looked like an army.

The doubts and worries about Jeanne that originally existed in the general's heart also faded away. At least, this army was formed under the call of the Saint of Lorraine. Without this Saint of Lorraine, I am afraid who would There is no confidence that these seven or eight hundred people can win the victory, while more than two thousand people have a little weight.

As for Jeanne, she didn't feel anything was wrong.

For her, it was as simple as following God's will, walking to Orleans, and winning.

…

And on the afternoon of April 25, under clear skies, the army finally reached Orleans... the frontline city that tried its best to resist the English army.

It was a huge city far beyond Jeanne's imagination. The city straddled the Loire River and dominated the largest river in France with great vigor. It had solid city walls, numerous ships, and was firmly guarded. At the forefront of the battle between Britain and France.

It was stuck here like a steel nail, making it impossible for the British to sleep peacefully unless they pulled out the steel nail, let alone marching south and annexing the entire France in one go.

This is a battle related to the fate of the entire France. The survival of France and even the fate of the entire world will be decided in this battle.

After the fall of Orleans, the King of England will take over France and shock the whole of Europe. From then on, even the Emperor of the Shinra had to listen to the voice of the most powerful country in Europe. From then on, the Renaissance, maritime hegemony... countless countries, and even the fate of the entire world would change.

There is no doubt that this is a turning point in human destiny.

In the sky, God looked down at the battle and remained silent.

On the bottom of the sea, the black figure on the icy throne rested his hand on his forehead and stared at everything on the ground leisurely.

At this moment, the mortals still know nothing about this. In their view, this is just a power struggle between two kingdoms on the earth, and they are still ignorant of the far-reaching impact of this battle. It was many years before they could truly realize what this battle had decided.

On the ground, the generals began to decide to temporarily set up camp outside the city. The British army had been besieging the city of Orleans for a long time, but there were still an estimated 10,000 troops. With more than 2,000 people, they were simply throwing eggs at rocks.

"Repair it first, wait until dawn the next day, and then unite the defenders in the city."

This is the common opinion of all the generals. As for the Saint of Lorraine holding the flag?

Is it okay for her to be an inspirational idol and participate in military meetings? Better stop talking nonsense. This was actually Charlie's opinion. He was not crazy after all. Although it was crazy to let a country girl become the commander-in-chief, he did not give Jeanne command power, but still let these generals command the army.

However, the girl who came wholeheartedly to save Orleans naturally refused to do this. Orleans was right in front of her. She couldn't understand why the generals stopped. She had a big quarrel with them for the first time, and finally left the military command angrily. department.

"As long as you stay there and do nothing, the honor will be yours."

Many generals looked at the girl with wide eyes and a childish face and said sarcastically.

"Without me, you can't command this army!"

But facing the generals' ridicule, the blushing girl retorted in a rare loud voice, then turned and left.

The generals looked at each other, shook their heads, and ignored her.

But not long after, they suddenly heard a low bugle sound coming from outside the big tent, as well as many noisy footsteps and shouts.

"what happened?"

They were shocked and hurried out of the tent to check the situation.

But in the camp, among the many soldiers gathered around, the young girl was wearing armor, riding on a white horse, holding high the flag embroidered with fleur-de-lis, and shouted loudly to the soldiers beside her. .

"Soldiers! In the name of France, in the name of God, we have arrived in Orleans! Now, follow me! Save Orleans!"

The sharp female voice, which was still a little immature, was particularly unique in the all-male military camp.

But the figure standing on the white horse was unusually solemn and sacred, as if an angel had descended into the world.

Without any unnecessary nonsense, Jeanne looked at the soldiers in front of her, waving the flag in her hand, and rushed her horse forward to rush out of the camp. The soldiers who followed her just looked at each other, and then followed her closely. Then rushed out.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

There were shouts of killing everywhere in their ears, and the generals looked at the scene dumbfounded, and one of them couldn't help but say.

"Crazy, crazy, crazy!"

But at this moment, they were already on the verge of death. The generals gritted their teeth and could only try their best to restrain the soldiers, and then followed the crazy woman to kill the city of Orleans.

…

Deep under the sea, in an ancient temple.

"Ho ho, ha ha ha ha ha ha... interesting, what an interesting mortal."

Staring at everything on the earth, looking at the British and French armies fighting together, the black shadow on the cold throne couldn't help but laugh.

"Father, are we going to help those British troops?"

Next to him, the beautiful waiter who was always silent asked immediately.

But listening to the words of the waiter beside him, the black shadow was noncommittal.

"Help those British troops? Haha, Mona, there is no need."

As it spoke, it raised its head and looked at the distant sky.

"Do you think that this time God helped the French, so I will help the British to fight against God? You are wrong. This time, I will also help the French and help France win..."

The low voice spoke, but at the end, the inexplicable mockery in the voice became more and more intense.

"It's just, whose France is this France? It's interesting, it's really interesting... hahahahahaha..."