Black Joan of Arc was kicked by Attila, and at that time, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and the strength in his hand was relaxed, Darius had already broken through the barrier of the battle banner and rushed towards him. In a hurry, Joan of Arc hurriedly pulled out the thin-bladed sword at his waist to block.

In Joan of Arc's time, people of Joan of Arc's status would carry a sword with them, but it was the same thing as the commander's command knife, a weapon born to prove identity rather than for battle.

After all, in those days, Joan of Arc's main job was to provide the faith of the people and keep the morale of the army high. Although this example is not appropriate, she does act as an idol-like job.

War idols, where they are, soldiers will fall into a frenzy and fight for victory.

In the Anglo-French War, Joan of Arc did not make the British army suffer here. As long as she was around, the French were convinced that the gods were on their side. In that era of strong religious beliefs, the gods were sacred and inviolable. The oracle must be observed, even if it is broken.

As a result, Joan of Arc spent most of her time waving the flag rather than drawing her sword.

Today, suddenly Joan of Arc resisted the enemy, and had to pull it out, only to feel that the hilt of the sword was short and slippery, and he didn't take advantage of it at all, and was slashed by Darius's axe, and his wrist was numb, and the whole person was knocked out like a piece of paper according to his huge force!

Originally, the top of the dragon's head was not very suitable for foothold, and Fafner's defense was very weak now, so he was just about to step on the dragon's back to relieve the momentum, but he stepped on a piece of flesh and blood and fell down.

"Fafner!"

The downed Black Joan of Arc shouted unwillingly, and the sluggish dragon seemed to have just reacted, shaking its body, and Attila and Darius, who were standing on the dragon, only felt the ground shake, and the death elephant that had collided with Fafner also fell off the skeleton because of this action.

At the same time, Fafner stretched his neck and borrowed Black Joan of Arc, followed by the dragon's claws waving wildly, the dragon's tail sweeping, like a child throwing things in a tantrum, a huge and heavy attack slapped indiscriminately around him.

If it is an attack, then there must be a target, and it is not difficult to understand the opponent's attack target and dodge it. Can...... In the face of this kind of random wave, there is no discipline at all, but it is difficult to approach.

Yagi Yukisai stepped on the steps that Okita Soji had taught before, and finally rushed to Fafner's abdomen in one step, and before he could stab a sword, the whole castle shook because the claw blade fell, and the huge dragon claw grabbed at his head, and he had to retreat again.

Napoleon narrowed his eyes, snorted coldly, and pointed his pistol at Fafner.

"Volley! Help them! ”

"Yes! Your Majesty! ”

From the moment he met Napoleon, the more than 20 elite soldiers of the French army who accompanied him were completely impressed by Napoleon's momentum. This small young man, no matter how you look at it, is full of some kind of tall and majestic momentum, the temperament of an emperor.

The self-confidence in him that can't be said is like a magic spell, which makes people can't help but want to believe him.

With Napoleon's order, more than twenty muskets were aimed at Fafner's massive body. The bodies of all the French soldiers shone with a slight red glow.

That's a skill that's similar to a mana additive. Napoleon responded to the call as a strategist, and his abilities were not reflected in direct combat, but in auxiliary armies.

With a volley of French fire, the bullets strengthened by Napoleon easily shattered the scales and flew the flesh, each of which clearly dug a huge hole in its body.

On the one hand, it was Fafner who incarnated as a dragon zombie and gained strong immortality while his own defense decreased.

On the other hand, it is because of Napoleon's ability, under the premise of leading the army, will become incomparably powerful...... Curse.

A curse on one's own people.

It was the product of many victories in his career.

As long as he was there, the French soldiers were convinced that the battle would be won.

In the early days of the First French Empire, many European coalitions were formed to attack, but they were all defeated by Napoleon. Everyone was convinced that as long as Napoleon was there, he would be victorious.

This unprovoked trust eventually turned into a curse, wrapped around Napoleon's side, and turned into a curse of constant victory.

As long as they are under the command of Napoleon, everyone's combat effectiveness will be increased. This increase may not be worth mentioning for a servant, but for ordinary soldiers, it is different.

If you explain it in terms of game data, it is not [Increase by Percentage] but increase according to [Damage Data Increase]. Therefore, Napoleon's ability was especially suitable for leading a large number of soldiers, but not enough attack power to attack. With his amplification, each soldier can compete with the monster in terms of destructive power. Of course, it's just destructive power.

Moreover, on the level of cause and effect, the fate of Napoleon's troops is close to victory.

This is similar to Catherine's [Loki's Evil Play], which turns all [necessity] into [accidental]. The same is true of Napoleon's "victorious leadership", which is to bring [unnecessarily results] closer to [victory].

In a sense, as long as you pass the lucky decision, even if Napoleon takes a peasant to challenge the gods, he will win—of course, if you really fight against a god-level powerhouse, the lucky judgment will definitely not pass. In other words, it is often said that skills do not work correctly.

However, even if you don't rely on this Curse of Victory, the boost status of the warriors alone is enough.

A volley of muskets opened a series of holes in Fafner's body, and the whirring blood flowed like a gushing spring.

It was the first time that everyone had seen their attack so effective, and there was no doubt that it was Napoleon's strength, and their morale had increased greatly.

However, Fafner was beaten, of course, he was not very happy, roared, his tail crushed the ground, and with a whip, the rubble flew towards the French army like a cannonball!

No one panicked.

Because Napoleon did not give the order to flee.

The absolute trust in the commander broke through the sense of fear and made them stand there steadfastly. Wait for the boulder to fall on you.

"Speed up the reload!"

Finally, Napoleon's order came.

Not a retreat, but an accelerated reload.

No one objected, and no one tried to disobey the order.

Bang.

The boulder fell on the people, and yet, as if all of them were not bad, the stone fell on the body and shattered. Stone debris fell.

For one, the wall that Fafner shattered with his tail would not be too strong.

Second...... Yes, there is still Joan of Arc in them.

At the end of the procession, the Holy Maiden closed her eyes and prayed, and from her banner, a warm white light faintly enveloped everyone, like a thin garment of light.

(It's this!) The blessing of the saints! This battle! Can't lose! ）

All the French troops had such a strong fighting spirit in their hearts.

That's what Napoleon wanted to see.

If there is no will to fight, it is meaningless to be a strong soldier.

In the face of such an inhuman behemoth, first of all, we must not be afraid, and secondly, we must have the belief that we will win. In the end, it is enough to annihilate the enemy's living forces step by step.

"Fafner!!"

Black Joan of Arc, who was standing on top of Fafner's head again, shouted unwillingly, only to see that in the blood hole on Fafner's body just now, flesh and blood grew, filling the mouth, blocking the blood, and regenerating scales.

"Hey! Is Fafner the kind of dragon that is particularly resilient? ”

Yagi asked the only person in the know, Siegfried.

However, Siegfried just looked bitter and shook his head: "To be honest, I can't remember the specific details. I just remember that it was a particularly hard battle - this recovery ability, it shouldn't be so exaggerated. ”

Siegfried's words made Yagi Yukisai have a conclusion in his heart.

This is certainly an extraordinary ability to recover, and it must be that the enemy has made some kind of transformation of Fafner.