Chapter 3: The Flying Dragon Legion
The group followed the guidance of Astolford and headed northwest, walking about three or four kilometers, Fujimaru Rika's feet were sore, Sakata Jintoki originally said that he would carry her, but for Fujimaru Rika, whose girl's heart had long been overflowing, he chose Asterford's Hippogriff.
The Hippogriff didn't take off, just walked on the ground, and Fujimaru Rika lay on it, pressing her body hard into the soft Hippogriff feathers, revealing a expression that was so sweet that it almost melted. Astolford led the Hippogriff in front.
Yagi Yukisai suddenly thought of a famous Chinese novel, Journey to the West...... Although he became interested in China's four famous novels because of "Fantasy Water Margin", except for Dream of Red Mansions, which was really a bit difficult to read, the other three books have finished reading the original works.
It's like watching the animation.,I think it's good.,Just go and look at the light original.。 After playing the game, I feel very good, and it's normal to go back and find the original - although the original work of Water Margin is completely different from the game.
The place where Astolfo was found was a small military camp disguised.
This place is cleverly hidden in the back of a slightly raised hill, with sticks and pieces of wood tied to rope, and then wrapped with grass blades and rattans, making a simple camouflage.
There were about thirty people inside, most of them were wounded, and everyone looked dejected, with the high nose bridge and sunken eye sockets unique to foreigners, and the thin cheeks caused by mental stress, to be honest, it was like a skeleton with a layer of skin on it, and there was no anger at all.
Some were still wearing chain mail, some were wearing military uniforms, some were holding swords in their hands, some were carrying muskets, and some were holding nothing, and they were all hiding in the shadows of the corners with their knees crossed and did not speak.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like an army that is dejected after suffering a defeat, whether it is armed or morale, it is all chaotic.
In this era, France should have basically completed the transition of weapons, from the traditional cold weapons army to a rather modern style army dominated by muskets and artillery. Therefore, judging from the appearance of these people still holding spears and swords, they should have found some self-defense in a panic when they fled.
"That and that! Hello everyone~"
Before Rika Fujimaru could make up her mind what to do, Astolfo hopped to the entrance of the cave and greeted the soldiers on the other side in French.
The soldiers were shocked when they saw someone enter, some even cried, and some trembled with their weapons, even though Aslertofo did not ease their tension at all until Aslertofo spoke French.
After all, the woman who had forced them into such a situation also spoke fluent French.
"That? Everyone...... Good? ”
Seeing that everyone did not respond, Astolfo showed a more relaxed smile on his face, waved his hands slightly, and walked inside.
"Don't come here!"
It's probably these two steps that have stepped into the part of everyone's heart that has been defended. Someone didn't hold back and pulled the trigger. With a bang, the smell of gunpowder instantly filled the air, which was originally a small camp, but as the air condensed, the overall atmosphere suddenly became tense. The bullet struck Astolford in the body, and the impact staggered her.
However, how could such a low-mystery lead pellet harm a servant who was essentially a spirit body? She patted her body, slapping off the metal that had been squeezed into thin sheets by the impact.
"Wow, wow, aaa!!"
As soon as they saw that there were opponents who could not even be dealt with with muskets, these soldiers immediately fell into a state of madness. Some people folded their hands and prayed tremblingly, while others knelt directly on the ground and shouted for mercy.
"Astolford!"
Yagi Yukisai couldn't stand it anymore, so he hurried in, and Mathew also protected Fujimaru Rika and led everyone into this small camp.
It's a good thing, so many people came in together, and there was a burst of crying in the camp, and it was impossible to communicate properly.
It took a long time for everyone to make these frightened birds understand that they were not enemies.
I have to say that Niijima Yae's cold, businesslike attitude, coupled with Mari's healing behavior - bandaging the soldiers' wounds - played a rather calming role, and the soldiers understood that their side was not a bad person.
"You, you...... Not really...... Isn't that the witch's helper? ”
A man who looked more or less an officer asked.
He had been cowering in the corner and shivering all the time, his eyes full of fear. However, he did not panic when Astolfo came in before, and now, he also took the initiative to stand up and negotiate with the Chaldean side. It can be seen that the officer is a little more imposing than the ordinary soldier.
"Witch?"
Fujimaru Rika didn't know why, she hadn't heard of any witches in the French Revolution.
After thinking about it, it seemed that Catherine was more compatible with the image of the witch, so she asked:
"Do you mean a witch in a black dress with very white skin and a black veil on her head?"
"It's not...... It's a witch in black armor and riding a dragon......"
Before the officer's words were finished, the soldiers around him began to tremble uncontrollably just by hearing these few descriptors.
"It's the Witch of the Dragon! It's Joan of Arc! Can't be wrong! ”
"Yes, it's true! Joan of Arc is really back from hell! She's come to seek revenge on France! ”
"Ahh......h Please forgive us! ”
The jumble of shouts and so forth erupted, and the officer's brows showed embarrassment, but they did not stop it.
Quite simply, in this state, it is useless to stop it. Even if they were forcibly stopped from speaking, the seeds of fear would have been planted. As it stands, it's only a matter of time before it takes root and gets out of control.
The water could be unstoppable, and if it was ordinary, he could still shoot one or two, and use force to forcibly suppress this fearful voice. But now...... Alas, if he really did this, it would probably be irreparable.
"The Witch of the Dragon...... Joan of Arc? ”
Matthew replied in confusion:
"Isn't Joan of Arc, the saint who saved France? And...... Joan of Arc is not from this era, is he? It should have been dead for a long time...... Slave? ”
Matthew, who knows something about history, suddenly discovered the core of the problem. However, before the officer could reply, Arash pulled away his bow with a solemn face. Aiming at the distant sky, from the end of the field of vision, a batch of black dots flew out.
"Something is coming. The number is about twenty, and it should be a bipedal wyvern. Subspecies of dragon. ”
"Dragons? Ahhh Help me!!! Run, ahhhh ”
As soon as they heard that there was a dragon, all the French troops panicked, even the officers, who panicked and grabbed their weapons, picked up a handful of military rations and ran away.
"Senior! Please instruct! ”
Matthew said urgently. From the gap in the shield, Fu Fu also let out a sound of Fu in agreement.
"Know! Everyone, protect the French army! In short, let's fight back this wave first! ”
"No problem, in this case, leave it to me as an archer......"
Before Arash could finish speaking, Astolfo smiled, "It's all up to me!" Let's go! Hippogriff! ”
As he spoke, he made a small jump, jumped on his partner's back, and with a command, the huge monster instantly rose into the air and responded towards the Wyvern Legion.