421, the boss is not good, there is a wall behind him (below)
THERE IS REALLY NO SUSPENSE IN THE STRUGGLE BETWEEN HOT WEAPONS AND COLD WEAPONS, AND THOSE WHO CAN'T EVEN BEND DOWN THE IRON CAN KNIGHTS IN FRONT OF THE 7.62MM CALIBER RIFLED RIFLES IS SIMPLY A JOKE, EVEN IF THEY CAN'T PENETRATE THOSE BULKY TIN CANS, THE HUGE INERTIA IS ENOUGH TO KNOCK THESE TIN MEN TO THE GROUND. However, most of the time, those so-called heavy pig iron sheets cannot block the impact of the bullet at all, and those iron sheets that are blown open will also cause secondary damage to Yan zhΓ²ng.
As a knight who has experienced countless battles, Joan of Arc has long been accustomed to these things, but because of her foreign appearance, when she took over the command, the staff officers under the Great Devil were more or less resistant.
However, after the first wave of orders was given, these contradictions made the guys completely shut their mouths.
"Inform the other party first, give them fifteen minutes to evacuate, otherwise they will be killed." After studying the routes of the knights, Joan of Arc suddenly had the same feeling of strategizing that had existed in her mind many years ago: "Send a group of soldiers to set up machine guns on their retreat route from the front of the beachhead, leaving not a single one alive." β
This order can be said to have heard those Ming soldiers covered in white sweat, and they told others to retreat, and then set up a defense line on the retreat route, which can be described as inhumane.
"Shell this point with artillery first, and then put incendiary bombs in this area."
Joan of Arc ticked a few points on the map: "End the battle in an hour." β
Under her command, the naval guns began to block the retreat and another team of machine gunners were also deployed in place, although those knights were not afraid of death, but few of them were willing to make unnecessary sacrifices, but two of their retreat roads were blocked by cannons and incendiary bombs. All that remained was the retreat route that Joan of Arc had planned for them.
If it was a normal battle, they would definitely suspect that there was a deception, but since the other side had already issued an ultimatum, it also meant that they would not intercept it again. So most of the cavalry and infantry marched towards the preset line of defense.
When they reached the pass, they found that there were cliffs more than ten meters high on both sides of the place, and at the end of the road there were dozens of large iron cannons that could erupt fire.
The commander who took the lead understood what he meant. He immediately turned his horse's head and tried to run back, but when he turned back, he found that tens of thousands of soldiers were congested on the way back behind him, and at this moment, a shell hit the beach far away from them, and the machine gun began to make a rhythmic sound of tearing cotton cloth.
Chaos befell this army of the Lord without any suspense, and those in front wanted to go back, and those behind wanted to go up, as if two walls had slammed together. The infantry and cavalry, who originally belonged to the same unit, raised their swords and guns at their former partners.
Joan of Arc stood on the watchtower with binoculars and watched the chaos three kilometers away, a cruel smile on her lips. And the accompanying staff officer beside her was in a cold sweat, he would never have thought that this barbarian woman with petite eyebrows would have such a cruel Cheng dΓΉ.
"This is war." Joan of Arc put down the binoculars: "After thirty minutes, go down and clear the battlefield without leaving any prisoners." β
It was a breath of anger for Joan of Arc, and as she watched the family flags that often appeared in her nightmares fall one after another on the blood-stained muddy sand, she once again remembered the war she had experienced. If it weren't for these guys in the Holy See, I'm afraid the whole world would have changed the pattern.
An hour. In just an hour, the remaining 50,000 knights had all turned into a bubble on the sea, and there were less than thirty survivors, which was much more than all the casualties on both sides in the previous two days combined, and 50,000 corpses rose and fell with the waves, looking like a puddle of seaweed that came with the current.
"Put these thirty people back."
Joan of Arc looked coldly at the dozens of knights who had been escorted over and were silent. His eyes were full of disdain, and he said in French: "Go back and tell them how you survived." Remember, not because of the Lord Almighty, but because of my mercy. β
Benevolent. It's really ironic to use this word at this moment, but war, to put it bluntly, is a chess game that uses human lives as bargaining chips, nothing more.
Soon, when these people brought the news of their total destruction to the Vatican, the whole Holy See was in an uproar, and the acting pope pointed his trembling finger at the head of the knights in charge of the battle, and rebuked: "You waste, even 50,000 sheep will not be slaughtered in such a short time." β
The reprimanded regimental commander lowered his head and was speechless, he didn't expect that the most elite knights in the whole of Europe under his command would be killed within an hour, it was really clean, although there were less than thirty people left, but in fact there was no difference between it and total annihilation.
"Your Majesty, do you still have to hesitate?"
A cardinal said to the Pope with a deep face: "We can only use forbidden arts. β
The Acting Pope leaned back in his seat ...... the Forbidden Arts: "Go, as you wish." β
"Yes, but it takes about seven days to prepare for the forbidden arts, and in these seven days, we must agree to the requests of those devils." The cardinal also sighed: "Look? β
"Go, send envoys, and fulfill their demands."
In this way, when Siyuan and the Great Devil were discussing the theory of time and space travel fiercely, the Vatican's envoy arrived, but now the thoughts of these two people are not on this at all, and they are directly handed over to Joan of Arc from another world to solve.
However, the conditions she put forward were really amazing, first of all, she asked the Vatican to hand over all the libraries and materials, which was the task assigned to her by Siyuan, which was a qualitative task. But the second and third requests seemed strange even to the envoy.
"Send Joan of Arc here." Joan of Arc handed the armistice to the envoy, and then responded to the envoy's astonishment with a big smile: "Also, give me the Holy Grail." β
The pagan was okay to say, but no matter how you look at such a thing, the Holy Grail is a matter of importance, and the treasure that only successive popes can see is not something that he, a small envoy, can win.
"If you just say yes." Joan of Arc shook off her blue cloak. Handsomely walked up to the envoy and put the knight's sword in his hand on his shoulder: "This is an ultimatum, you have no choice." β
The envoy signed the peace document with his head down, and then returned to the Holy See with a determination to die, but he was not executed, and even the acting pope did not know what to do, and after a long time of hesitation, he finally agreed to hand over the chalice.
Early the morning of the second day after the armistice. The envoy returned to the Ming camp and handed Joan of Arc a fine wooden box, and then brought a stinking and bruised girl from the carriage outside.
When the two Joan of Arc looked at each other, suddenly the world seemed to stand still, and the two girls who looked the same looked like twins except for the different colors of their hair and pupils.
And the envoy next to him also noticed this, his face suddenly changed greatly, and then hurriedly left.
Siyuan, who was with Joan of Arc, leaned into her ear and whispered, "She looks the same as you!" β
"Yes, the same." Joan of Arc's voice was a little hoarse. The allomorph in front of her seemed to remind her of the torture she had suffered: "No...... She is me. β
After saying that, she walked up and gently supported the girl, humming a children's song in her hometown language that anyone could sing. After hearing this song, the other Joan of Arc was stunned, and then looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief, and said in a weak tone: "Who are you?" β
"I'm you."
After observing the circle, the Great Devil interrupted the meeting between Joan of Arc and Joan of Arc, and said with a smile, "Joan of Arc." Take Joan of Arc to take a bath and rest. β
"Okay." Joan of Arc turned to look at Siyuan and said with a smile, "I owe you another life." β
"What do you mean by ......" Siyuan patted her head: "Go ahead." β
And Joan of Arc actually ignored etiquette, righteousness and shame, came up and tiptoed and kissed Siyuan. Then he took the other Joan of Arc to the infirmary where he put on and took a bath and rested.
After she left, the Great Devil smiled and said, "Yesterday I was shocked by the inhumanity she commanded, but today I realized that she was avenging herself, woman...... It's terrible, and I can't let go of hundreds of years of hatred. β
"But after seeing that Joan of Arc. I'm sure that this is our parallel space, and if I'm not mistaken, even if I want to break the barrier, it can only be done in the same dimension. Siyuan touched his chin: "If it's a completely unconnected space, there shouldn't be a way." β
"No, no, no, all spaces are connected. That is to say, we can try to open many doors, but I don't know if we can still exist here if the physical body in the main space is annihilated. The big devil touched his chin: "The key question, what to do about this up and down?" It's not always possible to have rules colliding on both sides when connecting back and forth, which is too dangerous. β
"I said you two." Luo Shi leaned next to him and frowned and said, "Have you forgotten what the main mission is this time?" Looking for Xiao Yu! Xiao Yu! β
"Where to find it, Grandma. The information in this world is so unobstructed that there is no way to start. The big devil sighed: "Siyuan popularized radio in the Ming Dynasty in order to find her, but there has been no movement for more than ten years. This thing can only be fateful. β
Everyone knows this truth, but Luo Fu is really a little anxious, and he has been chattering about finding Xiaoyu since he came over yesterday.
When the three outsiders were talking, the angel lady who was caught walked out of her exclusive bathhouse with dirty clothes, and after seeing Siyuan, her brows actually stretched a little, but it was only so electric and flint and then twisted again, she slowly walked past Siyuan, with a faint fragrance of oranges.
"This little bird is very cute." Luo Fu hugged Siyuan's arm: "How is it?" Try to take it out? β
Siyuan stretched out his hand and quietly pinched Luo Fu's waist, and pointed to the big devil who was looking at Miss Angel's back intently, and Luo Fu suddenly nodded in understanding.
"Tomorrow we will be divided into three groups, Rashiki will be responsible for finding Xiaoyu, Joan of Arc will be responsible for collecting information, and the two of us will be responsible for traveling back and forth through the world. To you, how did you get in? β
"I can only come in by fusing my own ability consciousness with your consciousness, but this ability can only be used by me." The Great Devil retracted his gaze: "As for the rest, I won't be able to think of anything for a while. β
In this way, after everyone divided the work, Siyuan also began to calm down and think, there were too many people who died in this war, which made him a little uncomfortable, but there was no way to ...... As Joan of Arc said, they would not give up without subduing them all at once, and with the virtue of Europeans of this age, they would do some heinous acts if they were in a stalemate for too long, such as throwing smallpox, plague patients' clothes, blankets, and corpses into indigenous villages. The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty may not be able to resist these dirty diseases.
Of course, it would be nice to let Joan of Arc, a half-native, solve these things, and now there are two Joan of Arc......
"What are you laughing at?" The big devil squinted at Siyuan: "A ** smile." β
"Well, two Joan of Arc. It's funny to think about. I really have a relationship with Joan of Arc, I saved her once over there, I saved her again here, two worlds and two Joan of Arc......"
On the third day after the end of the peace talks, Siyuan and the Great Devil entered the Vatican Library, with Gabriel by his side, but now Gabriel has been removed from the Vatican, although the Vatican has said that the call to burn her is very high, but she has been following the Great Devil of the East, and there is no way to move her.
As for Michael, who said that he was going to check her body before, he was broken by a large-caliber machine gun bullet in the battle the next day and fell into the sea from the sky, and his life and death are still unknown.
Of course, this war also showed the whole of Europe that the angels who oppressed them for hundreds or thousands of years were not as invincible as they were rumored, which also made some royal states start to try to get tired of it. The first to bear the brunt was the Byzantine Emperor John VIII.
The Byzantine emperor sneaked to Siyuan at night, and told him that he had summoned all the emperors he had asked for, and that all but the Russian highway, which was two days away, had already taken up residence in his palace.
"Your Majesty, why don't you have a drinking party?" Siyuan smiled with a glass of rice wine and said to John VIII, who had just taken a bath, "The premise is that you have to let them all take a good bath." Well, the costumes, jewelry, I will provide you with it, as my greeting gift. β
"Huh?" John VIII was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean?" β
Siyuan smiled, took a box and opened it and handed it to John VIII: "This is a meeting gift for you." β
John VIII was surprised to open the box and find that it contained all kinds of crystal clear diamonds and crystals, all kinds of colors, shining brightly in the light.
"Oh...... Oh, my God. You really amaze me, is this the country of the East where the golden paving road is paved? That's enough treasure to buy all of Rome! β
Siyuan laughed secretly, what kind of treasures are these things, they are all artificial agate and artificial diamonds made by some big devils as abrasives and cutting materials, and some gadgets polished with bulletproof glass scraps, to put it bluntly, they are all garbage...... But in the eyes of the people of this era, these are treasures, okay?
"It's all trivial, and you deserve it. Of course, I'd like you to help me convey that as long as anyone is willing to be friends, I will have the same valuable gift for them. Siyuan patted John VIII on the shoulder: "The matter of the cocktail party, will I trouble you, okay?" β
John VIII hurriedly stood up and saluted Siyuan's chest: "I am very happy, and the bathroom you helped me build is also completed, I have to say that it is really a masterpiece in the world, I believe that everyone will be happy to take a hot bath in it." β
"No, I will make reparations for those who died in this war, and you will see you later, Your Majesty." Siyuan smiled and said, "Trust me." (To be continued......)