The world-devouring dragon

If history is like the starry sky, then there were countless bright stars throughout the Hundred Years' War between England and France, many of whom emerged as heroes and geniuses. However, all the brilliance accumulated over the past hundred years was lost to that supernova. covered by the brilliance.

——"Those Things in France"

Jeanne won. No matter how incredible it was, just a dozen days after arriving in Orleans, this country girl led more than 2,000 of her soldiers, together with more than 11,000 defenders in Orleans, toward The British army launched a counterattack.

The battle lasted for less than half a day. In the end, the British army lost about 9,000 people and fled in defeat. The French army to which Jeanne belonged only lost more than 2,000 people. The French generals planned to continue the pursuit, but Jeanne believed that this day was Sunday, the Sabbath day in Christianity, so she ordered the army not to pursue.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, after relieving the siege of Orleans, Jeanne continued to lead her army towards the occupied northern France. Wherever she went, many towns surrendered. Even if she occasionally encountered obstacles from the British army, she remained undaunted and continued. forward.

The British army, which lost more than 9,000 people, was severely damaged. After all, there were only 5 million people in England. In addition, the French army's offensive was so fast and violent that it was unable to organize an effective attack. Fight back.

On the way to the north, the French army fought with the British army more than ten times, winning consecutive battles without losing a single battle, and the British army was defeated.

"Paris! Paris!"

The enthusiastic soldiers cheered. The French soldiers who had been defeated by the British army regained their fighting spirit under the leadership of Jeanne. Everyone thought that Jeanne was about to regain the long-lost French capital. Even The British are no exception.

British troops all over France were restless and desperately gathering in the direction of Paris. The British rule that originally shrouded France like a gloomy dark cloud suddenly became unstable and was about to be defeated by this Lorraine village girl. Give life and death a posture that is overturned.

The French all said that this was a saint sent by God to protect the King of France; while the British cursed that she was a French witch who was good at witchcraft.

However, Jeanne at the French army station did not think so.

In the bustling military camp, cavalry on horseback and infantry holding halberds shuttled back and forth. Different from the hesitation and fear a few months ago, these soldiers were all in high spirits and high in fighting spirit.

Every day, a large number of French people came spontaneously to join the army. Everyone realized that perhaps this war, which had already been defeated, might be about to turn around.

In the center of the entire military camp is the military tent of the generals, which is protected by the entire army. Inside the military tent, a young girl who looks young and innocent is looking at the map in front of her seriously.

A country girl, less than 18 years old, is now in charge of a country's army. Even the famous generals have to listen to her opinions. How incredible.

However, no one dared to mock her as a "country girl" anymore. The whole of France was in awe of her, and she was replaced by a "saint".

Although the church has not expressed anything yet, many people already treat Jeanne as a saint in the scriptures.

During the march, there were even some villagers who boldly approached the military camp with their own pots and pans, begging Jeanne to touch these things so that they could turn into holy objects blessed by the saint, so as to protect themselves and their safety.

Of course, Jeanne flatly refused. She even emphasized to everyone in public that she was not a saint, but a Lorraine girl fighting for France. However, this had no effect.

At this moment, this Lorraine girl has to think about where to go next.

There were many traces of alteration on the map, and the Paris marked by the red circle was particularly eye-catching. However, looking at the location in the red circle, the girl hesitated.

At this moment, all the British troops in France are gathering towards Paris. Attacking Paris now may not be a good choice.

After a long time, she shook her head and looked elsewhere.

Lance.

It is the place where all French kings have been crowned. Only the king who is crowned in Reims is the king of France who is truly recognized by the public.

"Let's go to Reims first, and we'll fight in Paris next time."

After looking at the position of the red circle, the girl had already made a decision in her heart.

…

July 17, 1429.

Five months have passed since Jeanne appeared in Chinon, and only three months have passed since Jeanne led the troops to Orleans. However, in just these three months, the situation in France has completely changed.

The siege of Orleans was relieved, Reims was recaptured, and many towns returned to their territory.

The Dauphin Charles, who originally only occupied a small area in central and eastern France, nearly doubled his territory in one leap, completely getting rid of the previous precarious situation, and could even consider switching from defense to offense.

Everyone knows that at the moment, the crown prince's favorite is the Saint of Orléans, who gives almost everything she asks for. Even Arthur de Richmond, who is jealous of the French court because his brother is close to the British, is just because of her. Jeanne recognized his military talents and was given the opportunity to rejoin the French army.

However, today's protagonist is not the brilliant Jeanne, but the Dauphin Charles.

"Are there any wrinkles behind me that haven't been straightened out?"

Wearing the royal robes worn by the kings of the past when they were crowned, Crown Prince Charlie's face was flushed with excitement. He kept looking left and right in the mirror, either worried that his clothes were not neat enough or that the ceremony arrangements were not enough. good.

That nervous look was no less than that of a virgin on her wedding night.

However, for the crown prince, the current situation was something he had never dreamed of. He had gritted his teeth and put all his bets on the country girl, but he never thought that the reward would be So rich.

Although there is still a large area of ​​territory occupied by the British, and the Burgundians in southeastern France are also watching eagerly, it does not matter, because at this moment he can really be crowned in Reims like a French king.

In any case, doubts and lack of confidence in his identity as King of France have always been the biggest knot in Charlie's heart. Seven years after his father died, he has not been able to be crowned king, which makes him doubt whether he is qualified to serve as king. king.

However, as long as he can be crowned in Reims, it doesn't matter.

His heart was beating loudly and he took a deep breath. Someone beside him reminded him that the coronation ceremony was about to begin.

He carefully arranged his appearance for the last time, then stepped forward and entered the Cathedral of Lance.

"Woo..."

Surrounded by waiters and accompanied by low horns, both sides of the church were filled with nobles and generals who came to watch the ceremony. On the left were big nobles from all over the country, on the right were famous generals, and the one who made Na was wearing armor and holding a flag, sitting at the front of the generals.

As he walked in, many eyes turned to him.

At the top of the church, the archbishop stood there, holding the crown in his hand, waiting for his arrival.

After walking up to the bishop and talking one by one according to the coronation ceremony, the archbishop finally put the crown on Charlie's head. Violent cheers erupted from behind him. He turned around and looked at the many vassals and ministers in front of him. Generals, the excitement in Charlie's heart is beyond words.

Then, the young girl holding the flag walked out, knelt in front of him, and said happily.

"My king."

The girl who always insisted that Charlie was the crown prince finally said "king" to Charlie.

Listening to the sound of "King", Charlie felt as if he were in a dream. He had an inexplicable unreal feeling. He was already the king, no longer the crown prince who was frightened at that moment, but the king of France.

Yes, I am the King...I am the King!

Deep self-confidence filled the young king's heart, but he was completely unaware of it...

"Ho ho ho ho ho ho..."

In the church, accompanied by deep laughter, a black shadow that humans could not see immediately penetrated into his body.