Abandon all fantasy, it doesn't matter whether you can really receive the oracle or it's a fake, start becoming a real person from today on, what Zhu Zhanzhen needs is a person of flesh and blood.

Joan of Arc was tied to the execution rack alone, surrounded by people watching the excitement. Her eyes were filled with the ridicule of countless people. They were waiting for the execution to begin and for the flames to burn like they were watching an animal show.

rise.

Indifference, ridicule, sadness, the moment the cross fell, she knew that her God would not come.

She stared blankly at the pile of firewood that was about to be lit, and there was a flag that she was proud of. The flagpole was broken and thrown into the firewood as part of the fuel.

She recalled that she was just a country girl, and she was yearned for seeing a knight on a horse. She set out with the belief of saving France. Even swords, guns and rain could not scare her, and even flesh wounds could not shake her determination.

It's just that the prince of France was afraid of her and broke her heart. The bishop expelled the devout believers from the church because of his own selfishness, but God did nothing for all of this.

The flames fell on the wood, and the flames burned slowly, gradually getting bigger, and the people cheered.

"Burn her."

"Burn this witch."

"Burn this devil."

Joan of Arc slowly closed her eyes amidst the yelling, seemingly accepting her fate.

"Maybe I should die..."

boom

While everyone was cheering, an explosion sounded, interrupting Joan's emo moment. The Ming Dynasty's warship arrived nearby.

The explosion was not far away, and the place of the explosion could not be seen, but thick smoke rose, and for a moment the sound of the Ming Dynasty's army coming in was heard, and a group of mobs began to run away.

People like Lady Catherine disappeared without knowing when, causing panic among the people.

Joan of Arc opened her eyes again and looked at the panicked people. She felt a sense of sadness in her heart, and a belief in survival surged out of nowhere. She shouted softly: "I want to live."

Then he shouted loudly: "Your Highness Neptune, I want to live!!"

She understood that she wanted to continue living.

Bang

A flagpole fell in front of Joan of Arc, and the man stood in front of her, the Ming Dynasty dragon flag fluttering.

"I can't hear what you said clearly."

Joan of Arc shouted with tears in her eyes: "I want to live."

The sword was unsheathed, a cold light flashed, and the rope binding Joan of Arc was cut off. Joan of Arc knelt on the ground. The surrounding elite Ming troops rushed directly into the venue and were dispersing the Yinggelan army surrounding Joan of Arc.

Zhu Zhanzhen placed the Great Ming Dragon Flag in front of Joan of Arc in the sun, turned his back to her and said: "If you want to live, you must live well. From now on, hold my flag. I told you about the Great Ming Dragon Flag."

Wherever the flag is, where the sword of the Ming Dynasty points, wherever you hold the dragon flag of the Ming Dynasty, I will always lead my army."
Chapter completed!