After a moment of contemplation, the King of France, known as the fox, smiled.

"Indeed, the invisible faith is more terrible than the visible enemy, and no king likes an uncontrolled saint."

After talking to himself, Philip II destroyed the letter with the help of a candle next to him.

October 1......

When Joan of Arc's army arrived on the outskirts of Paris, he received a letter from Philip II, claiming that the local nobles of Orhão had rebelled, and that the Genoese army was marching north from the south, hoping that Joan of Arc would send part of the army to the rescue.

Although Joan of Arc knew that in such a decisive battle, any insignificant force was extremely valuable, but Philip II was a king after all, and the evaluation of Joan of Arc in France changed from a lifesaver to a savior, and finally to a self-respecting and unruly general, if he didn't go this time, Joan of Arc would inevitably be attacked by more gossip!

"Send some troops to support!" Joan of Arc ordered his most trusted comrade-in-arms Lahair, to lead 4,000 troops south to support, these 4,000 people were basically the first volunteers to follow Joan of Arc, both combat effectiveness and loyalty are very high, Joan of Arc sent them to Philip II before the war, and also had his own plans.

At the same time, most of the French nobles in the French military camp received a secret letter from Philip II......

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Artoria is in a very bad mood, of course, because of Randy's mistakes.

After the meeting, Randy didn't complain about Artoria at all, but Artoria still felt uncomfortable, as if she was a head short in front of Randy.

That's not the point, the point is ......

"Recently, the Scottish side seems to be a little restless, you can go and take a look!"

Randy uses this reason to hope that Artoria can leave.

So Artoria was furious, in every sense of the word.

"Now that the war is about to begin, and you let me go to England, isn't this an escape? Last time it was just a spur of the moment, this time I'm definitely going to win! ”

It's because you can't win that you let you go.

Although it is believed that this war will never be won, there is a difference between losing and defeating.

If Randy commands, he can save some face for himself, and the final result will probably be the same as the previous battle between Artoria and Joan of Arc, undefeated and defeated.

But if you add Artoria, it will be difficult to defeat unless Randy sells his teammates.

If it's too obvious, someone will find a problem!

Either Randy is a brain-dead and his previous victories are all lucky.

Either Randy loses on purpose.

No matter which result it is, Randy doesn't want to see it, so Randy deliberately took Artoria away, although such a high-end combat power can't be used very heart-wrenching, but compared to the entire Norman Kingdom, it's better to let Artoria be wronged.

"Don't do that, dear, count me in begging you." Randy was a little helpless.

"Who knows if you'll kiss me and me with that woman after I'm gone." Artoria looks like a wronged little animal, and she looks very cute.

Randy hugged Artoria's thin waist and comforted me softly, "Obedient, I still have something important to do here, and you will distract me by my side." ”

While saying flickering words, she stroked Artoria's hair, and breathed beside her ears by the way, speaking of which, Artoria has not carried out normal physiological activities for several months, and the loneliness of late night is also one of the reasons why she has been extremely irritable recently, and she doesn't want to leave Randy, so Randy teased her a little like this, Artoria felt that she couldn't do it, and her eyes were blurred, so she was picked up by Randy and put on the bed, The surrounding maids had already disappeared when the husband and wife were gossiping, so there was no need to be afraid of others seeing it.

In fact, it's nothing to see, the entire Norman kingdom has a population of nearly 10 million, so I can choose a few that meet Randy's aesthetics, it's a big deal for everyone to play together, even if Randy suffers a little, speaking of which, there were many maids who had such an idea before, but Artoria was careful and looked at Randy's death, and when Artoria went to France, and Aurora came to talk to Randy all night, so there was no chance at all.

Artoria subconsciously lifted her leg and wrapped it around Randy's waist, they had practiced this action thousands of times, so they were extremely skilled, and Randy was not the kind of casual person, it was also because of Aurora's tight view, so he had not carried out normal physiological activities for several months, and Artoria's slender and powerful legs felt a little uncomfortable as soon as he wrapped around him.

Before the entertainment, it is still necessary to get down to business.

Artoria finally agreed to Randy's words and decided to disband the Breton army and take England and Celtic troops to England to destroy Scotland.

"Crunch crunch crunch ......"

Or you can have fun while talking, doesn't it mean that the Celestial Empire likes to talk about business at the wine table?

"I'll make you a fief when you hit it, but the officials will be appointed by me, and the taxes will be divided into half of me." Randy assured Artoria of this.

"Squeak squeak squeak squeak......"

"Huh?" Artoria doesn't seem to be happy with Randy's lack of generosity.

"Crunch crunch crunch ......"

"The kingdom is so big, why don't you need money?" Randy explained.

"Squeak squeak squeak squeak......"

"But ......"

Artoria patiently kept from screaming, as it would make her feel like she was losing, and tried to stabilize her mind so that she could at least barely think, and not become a blank brain because she felt too comfortable. Of course, this is actually very laborious work, so Artoria is a little out of step with Randy and gradually loses ground in the discussion.

"Crunch crunch crunch ......"

"Anyway, if you give it to you, most of you will go to recruitment, and you won't be creative at all."

"You're necrotic......"

Artoria blushed, clamping Randy's legs and exerting force directly, making Randy feel as if he was entangled in some kind of giant python, although he had exchanged for a high-level physique, he still felt unusually uncomfortable, and his lower body seemed to be completely unconscious.

"It hurts! Relax!! ”

"It's useless yourself!!"

That night, Randy redeemed himself a master-level physique, because Randy felt that if he didn't exchange it, he would definitely not survive tonight.

Thereupon......

Day 2......

After a brief reunion with Randy, Artoria tears goodbye and takes her army to the British Isles to abuse the Scots.

And the intrigues and wars on the French continent have just begun......

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The Norman Kingdom and the Kingdom of France submitted war letters to each other, during which Randy also asked the envoy with great interest about the situation of Joan of Arc of France, height, weight, skin color, hair color, appearance, and hobbies, etc., which made the envoy feel that this guy was not here to fight, but to propose.

And for the envoys of the Norman kingdom, Joan of Arc also asked a lot of questions.

Have you eaten well lately? Is it warm or not? Can you sleep or not? What's the mood?

Let the messenger have a feeling of caring for her husband and son.

When the French envoy described Joan of Arc as a woman with a pale golden single ponytail, fair and delicate skin, about 1.6 meters tall, wearing white half-body armor and wielding a pure white sword, and possessing a divine aura, Randy commented:

"Underage thin girl, it turns out that your commander looks like this......"

When the Norman envoy replied: "My king has eaten at least five steaks and a dozen loaves of bread every day, and about two jugs of wine every day, and his favorite sport is to ride a horse in a full suit of armor, and in addition to playing chess and discussing philosophy with Wang Mei, and in terms of sleep, except for this morning, I seem to have a little bit of sleep, and I am quite energetic every day." ”

Joan of Arc was a little speechless: "Why didn't he eat and die?" ”

Randy politely asks the French envoy to bring some gifts to Joan of Arc.

One was the latest style of a silk evening gown from Gothenburg, with a full set of jewels to match, and a gold gem-encrusted stick that didn't look much like a weapon.

The messenger was a little baffled, and then went back, and truthfully relayed Randy's words to Joan of Arc, and gave the gift to Joan of Arc, the French generals didn't have any other ideas, but were surprised by Randy's generosity, and the other party just asked about Joan of Arc's figure on the front foot, and the back foot can make clothes, Norman's tailor is really amazing, and so on!

The actual situation was that Randy was surprised that the other party was about the same size as his wife, so Randy only used a ready-made dress, and other than that, the French generals just felt as if they had seen that stick somewhere.

"It's used to drive sheep, because it's usually a wooden stick, and this one is gold, so I can't see it!"

Joan of Arc was born as a shepherdess, and the props she used before were naturally more familiar than a group of French generals from noble backgrounds, seeing the generals showing sudden expressions, Joan of Arc's heart moved, thinking: The other party is probably reminding me of my identity, a woman, and at the same time a peasant girl who lives by shepherding sheep, in order to hit the morale of our army.

"I think our peasant girl should go back and herd the sheep obediently."

Speaking of which, there have been similar voices in the French army!

Joan of Arc looked at the two gifts with disdain.

Drawing the white sword at his waist, he slashed the silk evening gown, the golden club, and the gift box table where they were stored in half with a single sword.

"I don't accept gifts from invaders!"

Joan of Arc uttered a sentence that was considered a famous saying, withdrew the aura of the saint, and ordered the French nobles and generals who were shocked by their superb swordsmanship: "Take these things away and distribute them to the meritorious soldiers." ”

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October 5, 1102 A.D.......

The date of the promise between the Norman Kingdom and the Kingdom of France!

50 miles outside of Paris, the armies of both sides set up their lineups, and the battle began!

As was the case in the Middle Ages, the war still began early in the morning, even though the weather was not good and gloomy today.

Joan of Arc knew that the Norman Legion was strong, and the Norman Iron Cavalry was even more famous in the world, and if he wanted to win, he still needed to adopt defensive and counterattack tactics according to the previous way of fighting.

Joan of Arc's army has been honed through countless battles, large and small, and although it is still far from the veterans of a hundred battles under Randy's command, these irregular armed personnel are much stronger than ordinary bandit mercenaries.

Early on, when Randy had just proclaimed the king of Norway, Joan of Arc had already begun to study Randy, knowing that the other party was a cunning and cruel enemy, much more difficult to deal with than Artoria, and with the previous first battle on the outskirts of Paris, it was clear that the other party would not make the same mistake again.

So this battle should be very difficult!

Joan of Arc thought so, and arranged the army like this......

Different from before, the six-column array, the front row is the most elite, wearing chain mail, holding a long-handled hook axe to form a dense formation, but it is similar to the Scottish Highland pikemen, at the same time, the hook axe can be cut and stabbed, the manufacturing is simple and efficient, and there is a certain armor-piercing ability, so it will be favored by Joan of Arc and become a weapon equipped by the main force.

Between the second and third columns, there were several relatively high slopes, where a group of Italian crossbowmen hired by France were deployed, and Joan of Arc hoped to use them against the Norman longbowmen.

And the second, third, and fourth columns were still made up of the volunteers.

Although the equipment has been slightly enhanced, most of them are equipped with spears and leather armor, and a small number of scythes, short swords, hand axes, and morale are very good, and the combat ability of individuals has also increased a lot, but the tactical aspect has not changed much, and they are all rushing to fight bad battles as before, and such troops add up to more than 20,000, accounting for two-thirds of Joan of Arc's army.

The fifth column is where Joan of Arc is, and at the same time is the elite of the reserve, with two-handed war hammers and elite soldiers wearing heavy chain mail, a total of more than 1,000 people, who are the elite of Joan of Arc's army.

In the sixth column, Joan of Arc placed the French knights here as a last resort and a counterattack force after a successful defense.

Seeing that the French army on the opposite side was neat and well-dressed, Randy withdrew his monoculars and nodded. I thought to myself:

Just catch a group of peasants to practice can produce results, Joan of Arc is worthy of her reputation, especially what surprised Randy was Joan of Arc's attributes, the dominance of six stars is not high, and the command of excellent infantry generals +2 infantry is nothing, the key is that virtue and piety are two high scary!

The virtue of fourteen stars can basically guarantee that the army will never collapse.

The piety of the sixteen stars can make the vast majority of cardinals die of shame.

"What a scourge!"

Randy glanced through the binoculars at the three signature flags and the shadows under them, and said something indistinct......

Affirmation, the battle still has to be fought.

Randy promised to lose this battle, but he didn't show that he was really willing.

Some of the necessary means and struggles were needed, such as throwing in all the light cavalry at the beginning.

Six thousand light cavalry, including three thousand professional hussars skilled in mounted archery, this is the light cavalry force that Randy is proud of, although the open space outside Paris is not large, and the Western European Plain does not have a wide and flat terrain for the light cavalry to gallop like the Eastern European Plain, but it is enough!

The hussars were like locusts, overwhelming, only one of them looked at the face, and a round of heavy arrows shot down the hook axe men without shields on the opposite side, and the hussars retreated directly with a whistle, and the roaring Finnish light cavalry rushed forward with a snowy saber.

"Steady! Don't panic! Clench!! ”

The French aristocratic commander on the front line shouted, ordering the hook axemen, who were a little stupid by the opponent's attack, to stabilize the formation, while the Italian mercenary giant shield crossbowmen also pulled the crossbow strings at the beckoning of the mercenary leader.

These heavy crossbows looked similar to the scarf used by Randy's crossbowmen, and they were also used to wind with their feet, and their attack power was quite good, and the crossbowmen concentrated on several hillsides, condescendingly past the first array of hook axemen, and fired at the Finnish light cavalry in a dense row.

The Finnish light cavalry was covered with light leather armor, and the horses had no armor, so they naturally could not stop the crossbow arrows falling from the sky, and no matter whether they were shot by people or horses, they could cause great damage.

However, this group of Finnish light cavalry just dared to play with their lives, and this round of people turned on their backs, and the blood and corpses not only did not make them afraid, but aroused the brutality in the bones of the Finns.

The light cavalry roared wildly, and let out a wolf's howl sound, and rushed into the hooked axe array that had just been scattered by a round of arrows, and then the swords fell on the heads of the people, and the hook axe soldiers also resisted, cutting down a large number of light cavalry.

(End of chapter)