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Chapter 331 Nobility and Lowliness

The news of Joan of Arc's arrest also reached Zhu Zhanzhen's ears, which was not surprising.

After Joan of Arc was captured, the French did not try their best to rescue her. Instead, they seemed to sit back and do nothing. Ultimately, they were willing because Joan of Arc's personal reputation was so high that even the French king and prince were afraid of her.

Her followers regard her as a saint of God and their savior.

This made the French king restless. This mentally ill man was always thinking that someone was going to persecute him. He ordered several times to kill Joan of Arc, but because of the protection of the ministers and the prince, his order could not be issued.

As France regained more lost territory, Joan of Arc's reputation became higher and higher. Many French soldiers only recognized Joan of Arc and not the king and the prince. This made the French prince extremely afraid.

The arrest of Joan of Arc this time made him see Joan of Arc's overwhelming reputation, and all the soldiers and people in France would risk their lives to save her. He was worried whether the France in the future would be their France or Joan's France.

In the end, the French prince had no right to rescue Joan of Arc, and instead let Joan be sold to France. Now he is leading the French people to rescue Joan of Arc in the name of the prince. At this time, the French people are famous, and the French people are surrounding the prince.

On the contrary, his power increased greatly.

Kill two birds with one stone, kill two birds with one stone.

The killing of donkeys has long been a traditional activity in various countries, but those who have done something great will not end well.

What a pity for a little girl like Joan of Arc. She has made so many sacrifices for France, and she has so many wounds from swords and swords. How sad she feels now.

When Zhu Zhanzhen learned about this, he said to Duke Humphrey without expression: "Duke Humphrey, do you still have any loyal subordinates in London?"

"Your Highness, what do you want to do?"

"I want to save Joan of Arc."

"Ah?" Humphrey was stunned on the spot. This was too difficult. It meant that he had to go deep into the hinterland of London. And why should he save her?

The people of England hate Joan of Arc deeply. Now that she falls into their hands, Joan will definitely die. And the people of France will definitely fight against the people of England because of Joan's death. For them, the people of England will die.

Wouldn't it be better to be attacked from both sides?

Humphrey then thought about it and thought that Zhu Zhanyi came to avenge Zheng He. He originally thought that was an excuse. Zhu Zhanyi just wanted to capture Ying Gelan, but at this time Zhu Zhanyi said that he wanted to save Joan of Arc, but let him

He felt that perhaps Zhu Zhanzhen's biggest purpose was to avenge his best friend. He couldn't understand what kind of friendship this was.

"Your Highness, there are still some of my more loyal and reliable subordinates in London." Humphrey answered truthfully. After being the regent for so many years, you can't be without any knowledge at all.

And he instantly understood that he was willing to help Zhu Zhanyi to rescue Joan of Arc, because rescuing Joan of Arc would not be harmful to him. On the contrary, if Zhu Zhanyi really wanted to avenge Zheng He, then he would control Yinggelan in the future.

The chances are even greater.

"Make arrangements to rescue Joan of Arc, and I will give you double the reward for selling Joan of Arc to Ying Gelan."

"Yes, Your Highness." Humphrey responded loyally.

Humphrey rolled his eyes and said: "Your Highness, my daughter, Windsor has admired Your Highness for a long time, can I arrange for her to sleep with His Highness?"

This good father was about to send his daughter to his door. He had mentioned this matter in a subtle way before, but this was the first time Humphrey said it very directly.

He is good at caring for his wife and daughter.

Zhu Zhanyi understood what he meant. He wanted to strengthen the relationship. They had already revolted. He had no way out. He could only follow Zhu Zhanyi to the end. In this case, let his daughter follow Zhu Zhanyi.

Wouldn't it be nice to have the title of a concubine?

But after getting in touch with Zhu Zhanzhen during this time, he didn't like this Windsor.

But it's not a physical dislike.

Windsor is very beautiful, even in oriental aesthetics. But underneath her beautiful appearance is a bohemian heart. She is just like an English singer, gorgeous and dignified, but any spirit they flaunt on the surface is not true on the inside.

It's completely rotten.

Moreover, Windsor has extreme fighting thoughts. She is willing to do whatever Zhu Zhanzhen asks her to do. She was like an obedient little wild cat in front of Zhu Zhanzhen without wearing anything underneath.

But no matter how obedient the little wild cat is, it is still a wild cat. Does she obey Zhu Zhanzhen’s instructions because she is obedient?

Wrong, just because Zhu Zhanzhen is the only one who would give orders to her like this. She likes the feeling of being commanded from a high position. She is just looking for excitement.

Do you dare to marry such a woman back into the harem?

But in order to appease Duke Humphrey, Zhu Zhanzhen nodded and said: "Let Windsor come to my palace tonight."



At night, Zhu Zhanzhen stayed in the empty hall, where he usually held meetings. He sat alone in front of the hall, holding a rope in his hand.

At the other end of the rope was Windsor with a collar. At this time, Windsor was still wearing a luxurious skirt, but she was crawling on her hands and feet, like a docile puppy.

"That's where your father usually stands." Zhu Zhanzhen pointed to a place, and Windsor crawled over. She seemed to enjoy the feeling of being trampled on.

After a while, the hem of her skirt became wet, and her face turned red. Pulling the rope on Zhu Zhanzhen's hand, she came in front of him, raised her face, and drooled slightly.

...(this chapter contains 10,000 words)

The antonym of lowliness is nobility, which does not conflict with the elegance and beauty of appearance or the dignity of behavior. Some people are immersed in lowliness and cannot extricate themselves, while some people face nobleness and live towards death.

Joan of Arc was being imprisoned on a high tower near the river. She looked out the window, the moonlight was bright, and she was covered in mud. What chilled her most was that she would accept the judgment of his god.

The door of the cell opened, and two English guards came in to force Joan out.

Joan of Arc knew that what she was about to face might be severe torture or inhumane torture.

But she straightened her back and walked out on her own. She still firmly believed that the monarch she said she was loyal to would come to save her, and the Prince of France would definitely try his best to save her, so she could not lose her will just now.

She thought she would be taken to a dark cell full of torture devices and undergo physical and physical torture.

But she didn't expect that the place she was brought to tonight would be a brightly lit and majestic church.

The church is in the classical style, covered with a huge dome and magnificent murals. It was once a church made of wood. It was later destroyed. People built the church with stones. After the stones became ruins, people rebuilt it.

Built this magnificent church.

When she saw the church for the first time, Joan of Arc, who had always been very calm and fearless, suddenly started struggling. Her already messy body kept twisting and turning in an attempt to make the guards comfortable, and she screamed hoarsely.

: "No! You can't judge me, you have no right to judge me!!"

She is not afraid of physical torture, and she can survive any amount of suffering, but now the Ingelan people plan to kill people and punish their hearts. They want to use the god that Joan said she believed in to declare Joan guilty.

For a believer, this is no more painful than killing her. For a person who has always believed that her god will come to save her people, this is more painful than torturing her with fire.

But how could Joan of Arc break free from the chains? She was tied up and brought to the church.

In the church, Lady Catherine was wearing the Queen Mother's luxurious dress, and the little king beside her was wearing the king's clothes and wearing a crown. Duke John, Owen Tudor and others were all lined up on both sides. Countless British nobles were watching with sneers.

Joan of Arc, the archbishop of England, wore a red cloak to show her status.

Joan of Arc was still struggling: "No, no, no, you cannot represent God, and you have no right to judge me."

The bishop signaled the guards to gag Joan of Arc to prevent her from disrupting the order, and from the beginning they had no intention of listening to Joan of Arc's defense.

After the solemn prayer, the archbishop slowly opened the heavy book in front of him, drew a cross on his chest, and muttered: "I will judge you in the name of God, Joan of Arc, you have violated God, you are an indiscriminate murderer."

Innocent devil, you are the messenger of hell, you have betrayed your faith."

The gagged Joan of Arc whined, and for the first time a helpless look appeared in the resolute girl's eyes. She looked at everyone present, with a look of help in her eyes. At least let her speak, let her

She pleaded her case instead of undergoing an undefendable trial in the church.

It's a pity that no one took pity on her.

The archbishop pointed to the book and said: "Joan of Arc, there are 70 crimes against you. You are really a woman full of evil. You are the incarnation of Satan and a slave of the devil. Your hands are stained with blood."

He angrily scolded Joan of Arc, and Joan of Arc's eyes were bloodshot, so full of hatred, the anger of a trapped animal.

"In the name of the Holy See, I will judge you for some of your crimes."

"You claimed that you saw the angels, Saint Catherine and Saint Mariette, and received revelations when you were thirteen years old. You said you could predict the future. These are all lies. Did you predict that you would be defeated and arrested?"

"You boast that anyone who disobeys you will die under the sword of your subordinates. You use this method to prove that you enjoy the rights given by God. You say that everything you do is in compliance with God's revelations and orders. You are insidious.

Vicious, ruthless, bloodthirsty, rebellious and domineering."

"You let countless devout believers in Ingeland die under your sword. The devil painted on your flag caused discomfort among the knights."

"After receiving the revelation at the age of seventeen, you ran away from home against your parents' wishes. Your parents almost went crazy because of this. You have rebelled against your parents and violated the commandment of honoring your parents."

"You lied that the throne of France should be inherited by Charles. You violated the sacred treaty and intended to take the throne of France from our great king. You are a despicable and shameless person."

"You said you still maintained your virginity, but you dressed in men's clothing, which goes against what a woman should look like."

There is no need to accuse Joan of Arc, and the two countries are still at war. This trial aims to deprive Joan of Arc of her status in the hearts of believers and label her as a heretic.

At this time, a knight wearing golden armor walked up to Joan of Arc. The bishop said: "This is our Templar. His sword has been baptized by holy water. If you are really a messenger of God, if you are really

He has seen angels, and the holy sword can never harm his devout believers."

As he spoke, the Templar's long sword was unsheathed, and he stabbed with the sword. Blood spattered, and the sword left a deep blood mark on Joan of Arc's shoulder.

Blood spattered on the Templar's armor, and the Templar's heart dropped. He was really worried about what he would do if his holy sword really couldn't hurt Joan of Arc.

How can flesh and blood resist sharp tenacity?

Joan of Arc's shoulder was pierced by an arrow before, and now the other shoulder was pierced by a sword. The girl felt pain in both shoulders and fell into a pool of blood.

Doctors came immediately to stop Joan's bleeding. They had already made preparations and would not let Joan die in this church, because it was not enough.

The church member in charge of recording couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Can the bishop allow mortals to plead their case?"

But his words attracted a glare from the Queen Mother and a glare from the Bishop.

"Your crime cannot be slandered. After the resolution of our church, we will convict you in the name of God. One month later, you will be taken to St. Wang Cemetery for confession. You will confess your crime in the presence of all devout believers.

, you will die in the fire, repent sincerely, maybe God can have mercy on you."

After the archbishop said these words, Lady Catherine led the little king to Joan of Arc. The luxurious lady looked condescendingly at the dirty prisoner with contempt: "I thought she could be so beautiful, let so many

French men follow you, but they are just plain-looking. French men really have never seen a good-looking woman in these years."

After saying this, Lady Catherine stretched out her hand

snap

snap

Two slaps fell, and he said resentfully: "Humph, the men of France actually have to rely on you, a woman, to lead the war. After you die, our British army will retake our territory, and my son will be crowned as the leader of the war."

You legitimate king of France, you and the false gods you believe in, go to hell."

Joan of Arc wanted to bite the woman in front of her, but she couldn't do it.

After an unnecessary trial, Joan was exhausted mentally and physically. She was taken back to the tower where she was imprisoned and thrown into a cold cell. She collapsed on the ground. Today's situation seemed to make her more uncomfortable than killing her.

.

She looked at the moonlight outside the high window. The moon still looked so holy, never contaminated by the dust of the world.

"God will definitely come to save me." Joan of Arc still believes it to this day.

She dragged her tired body towards the window. It was a narrow window. An adult male might not be able to climb out, but there was a height of more than 20 meters outside. What would happen even if she climbed out.



At night, two figures quietly came outside the tower where Joan of Arc was imprisoned, and whispered: "This tower is too high, how can we go up?"

"How did I know that with so many guards here, it would be too difficult to save her."

"I don't know what the Duke is thinking and why he wants to save this man. It's a thankless task."

"It is said that the Ming Dynasty man gave the order. Does this Ming Dynasty man have some relationship with Joan of Arc? I heard that the two of them knew each other before."

"But you can't go up here."

Bang

While the two were talking, there was a sound of something falling from a height.

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