Chapter 219: The Soul of France

"Who are you?" Captain Stone Tower was awakened by the sudden sound, and looked at Emily standing in the doorway with wide eyes and some disbelief. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Info came to his senses and noticed that outside the door, an English soldier was lying outside the door, blood flowing, and his body was still trembling slightly.

"The one who wants your life." When Emily saw that the English soldier sitting in front of the captain of the tower was about to draw his weapon, she immediately aimed the crossbow in her hand at the opponent, and the sound of shaking sounded, and before the captain of the tower could react, an arrow pierced the head of the English soldier.

"You,,you,,you." The captain of the stone tower watched his companion collapse to the ground like a dead dog, a little stammering and speechless, and the wooden wine glass in his hand finally slipped to the ground with a dull landing sound.

Emily unhurriedly drew a crossbow arrow, wound the arrow, and then said: "Don't think that a temporary occupation is equal to eternity, most of the civilians are afraid that you have not resisted, it does not mean that they are willing to become your pigs, when the seed that calls their hearts to desire appears, every true French will embrace her, we French are not pigs, because we always know who we are, even if you rule us for decades or hundreds of years, you cannot erase the will of France." ā€

Emily aimed her crossbow at the Captain of the Stone Tower and continued, "Now it's time for you to pay for all this stupidity, and see how powerful this will power is that has been suppressed for so long. ā€

Time seemed to be moving very slowly at this moment, the tavern owner felt like he was in a dream, a sound of arrows piercing the air came into his ears, and the Englishman in front of him, who had been bullying the village of Turmo, fell down slowly, the tavern owner looked down, the Englishman's eyes were still open, he was hit by an arrow in his throat, his hands were spread out to both sides, and he was very unwilling to die.

"Thank Heavenly Father, thank Heavenly Father." The tavernkeeper immediately closed his eyes, made ritual gestures with both hands, and muttered uncontrollably, thinking that his wife and children, who were hiding in the basement, could finally be out of danger. When he opened his eyes and was about to say a few words of thanks to Emily, the tavernkeeper suddenly realized that Emily had left the tavern without knowing when she was missing.

"The first village." "The second village." "The Third Village" "The Fourth,,怂 Along the way, Emily wiped out all the five-man garrisons stationed in the stone tower in every village she passed, and finally encountered obstacles in the fifth village.

More than 100 young men in the village had just been assembled by a dozen English soldiers to prepare for one of the mining sites in the mining area, but Emily was in the way of the road.

Looking at the more than 100 French people who were connected by a string of ropes, Emily's heart once again ignited anger, and the anger that had just been vented by dozens of people with blades resurfaced on her face.

"Ha, what did I see, a French bitch, you see, this bitch actually has a weapon in his hand, what is this going to do, a woman wants to kill us?" The Englishman who led the team didn't even pull out the weapon at his waist, and watched Emily in the middle of the road mock at his companion wantonly.

The eyes of the hundred or so French people strung together by the ropes were numb, and even if Emily appeared in front of them, few of them raised their heads to look ahead, the daily labor had exhausted them, and they had no time to think about more things, and their eyes were only working and begging for food, trying to keep themselves alive.

"You were once soldiers of the French army." Emily ignored the taunt of the England captain, but looked at the numb Frenchman and said loudly, this sentence immediately attracted the attention of many people, and many people's empty eyes suddenly regained a little brilliance, but soon dimmed again, especially when they saw that Emily was a woman.

"My dear compatriots, my brothers." Emily said as she threw away the crossbow arrow in her hand, drew the slender knife at her waist, and began to walk slowly forward with a loving look.

Seeing this, the England captain sneered: "I actually took the initiative to come, who of you, go and play with this bitch." ā€

As soon as the words fell, an English soldier with a plate axe stepped forward and said with a smile: "Let me come, I am tired of cutting the hands and feet of those pigs who will not resist every day, and this woman just makes me change my mood." ā€

Seeing the captain of England nodding in agreement, the English soldier with a plate axe strode forward and ran over with a wicked smile.

"What a stupid woman, if you beg for mercy now, I can still let you die again, my axe will not have any hesitation for women and children."

The English soldier swung his axe, ready to slash forward, "Don't speak? Then you go for it,,,怂 ā€

A sharp blade sounded, and the English soldier holding the axe still maintained the posture of raising the axe, but he was surprised to find that Emily did not know when, and had disappeared in front of his eyes, and then, he felt a sharp pain in his waist, and the whole person immediately fainted.

With two dull landing sounds, the captain of England stared wide-eyed as his soldiers were instantly beheaded, and then fell to the ground weakly, finally understanding that this woman was not a fancy existence that was useless, and the blood spilled from the corpse stimulated everyone's eyeballs, showing that this woman was really capable of killing.

"Don't run away from yourself, don't sink in." Emily flicked the blood from the slender knife as if she had just done something insignificant, but she still maintained her original expression and continued to look at the bound Frenchman and chant. "Please wake up, please wake up,,, can those rudimentary ropes really bind you? It is your hearts that are bound, it is the hearts of the French that are bound, please remember the name that makes you powerful, and break free from the shackles of consciousness. ā€

When the captain of England saw the Frenchman who was beginning to listen to his spirit, he immediately shouted: "I can't let this woman go on any more, kill her." ā€

Hearing this, several English soldiers immediately raised their weapons and besieged Emily.

"Expelled from this land, all the demons who want to rob us of our freedom of will." Emily swung her weapon and instantly stabbed all the besieging hers to the ground, then pointed her slender knife at the sky and shouted, "Expel them, in the name of Joan of Arc,,,怂 ā€

As if possessing magical powers, the bound French heard Emily shout the name, and everyone's heart seemed to be suddenly filled with something, and the tired body seemed to be washed by the holy light, and immediately needed to vent and release.

Blood and the oaths of the past spurred them on, and at this moment they finally realized what they were doing, how far they had come, "Can the rudimentary rope really bind you?" It is your hearts that are bound, and it is the hearts of the French that are bound. ā€

"I'm ashamed to be willingly enslaved by aliens."

"I deceived myself and everything I saw."

"Who gave us pride and glory, and then we ourselves lost it all?"

"That person, the one who gave us hope, our hero, belongs only to our hero."

"Take back the glory, get back the qualification to live, take back the pride that belongs to France."

"Joan of Arc !!" A Frenchman was so stimulated that he finally couldn't help but cry out, and then kicked at the Englishman next to him.

"Where my sect goes, the soul of France !!" Continuous shouts began to appear in the ranks, and the remaining English soldiers were kicked to the ground one after another, and the scene immediately began to become chaotic.

"How so?" The England captain was also kicked in the ass, and fell in front of Emily in a flat sand goose manner, and when he looked up, he saw Emily's stabbing blade in an instant.