Chapter 61 The Turning Point of Destiny (Happy New Year)
(I think I’m really crazy when I’m 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 beside him. 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 salute 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 had happened from the attendant's mouth.
That knight heard about the deeds of the Saint of Lorraine, and then tried to lead more than a hundred of his cavalry and infantry teams to spontaneously join the king's army to save the city of Orleans, which was besieged by the English.
Hearing this 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. Looking at the 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 continued to join the king's army spontaneously, 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 including some troops who were declined due to insufficient equipment. Until now
This team really looks 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 we can win victory with these seven or eight hundred people, while more than two thousand people have some 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.
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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's like a steel nail stuck here. The British can't sleep well unless they pull out the steel nail, let alone march south and annex the entire France in one go.
This is a battle that concerns the fate of the entire France. The survival of France, and even the fate of the entire world, will be decided in this battle.
With the fall of Orleans, the King of England will take over France and shock the whole of Europe. From then on, even the Holy Roman Emperor has to listen to the voice of the most powerful country in Europe. After that, the Renaissance, maritime hegemony... countless countries,
Even the fate of the entire world will change as a result.
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 leisurely at everything on the ground.
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. They are still ignorant of the far-reaching impact of this battle. Many years later, they
Be able to truly realize what this battle actually 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 basically fighting against a stone.
"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 inspiring idol and participate in military meetings? Let’s stop talking nonsense. This is actually Charlie’s opinion. He is not crazy after all. Although letting a country girl become the commander is already crazy, but he
Jeanne was not given command, but these generals were still allowed to 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 mockingly.
"Without me, you can't command this army!"
But in the face of the generals' ridicule, the blushing girl retorted in a rare and 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 the low sound of bugles 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.
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"Soldiers! In the name of France, in the name of God, we have arrived in Orleans! Now, follow me! Save Orleans!"
That shrill 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 is unusually solemn and sacred, as if an angel has descended into the world.
Without any unnecessary nonsense, Jeanne looked at the soldiers in front of her and waved the flag in her hand. She rushed her horse forward and rushed out of the camp. The soldiers who followed her just looked at each other and then followed her.
Then he rushed out.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
There were shouts of killing everywhere in their ears. The generals looked at the scene in stunned silence, and one of them couldn't help but say.
"Crazy, crazy, all 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.
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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..."
He spoke in a low voice, but at the end of the sentence, 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..."