See the light at the end of the tunnel.

As Joan of Arc has always believed.

"Despair is followed by hope (L'espoir vient apres de sespoir)!"

Beyond despair, there will be a bright future to wait.

Jorchos rode a Phantom Horse and wielded the Sword of Ascalon, neither Joan of Arc's Iron Stake and Karmic Fire nor the Mad Caster's summon could stop his progress.

With him in hand, it would be impossible for Joan of Arc's side to break through Tarask's defenses and cause damage to Rikka.

And that's not all, St. George just goes first, and Marda arrives later.

This time, Black Joan of Arc and Mad Caster had a hard time running. St. George and Marda are both Riders, and now that Fafnir is being held back by Siegfried and Perseus, it is impossible for them to outrun Tarlasque and Phantom Warhorses.

Even so, Joan of Arc didn't give up.

"Do you think you can defeat me in this way? Don't underestimate people! ”

She stopped her attack on Matthew, and the Evil Dragon Banner was raised high, calling out loudly.

"In the name of the 'Witch of the Dragon', dragon, obey my call."

This is the last hole card of Joan of Arc, which brings together the dragons of all France, forming an overwhelming numerical advantage.

Although the vast majority of them are wurms and dragon beasts that are not taken into account by the servants, they can still pose a considerable threat when their numbers go up. Coupled with a considerable number of mad servants, they still have an advantage.

Thousands of dragon beasts responded to Joan of Arc's call, and they all became furious, and the dragon's roar came and went.

However, the continuous roar of the dragon did not last long, interrupted by a more violent and louder sound.

Boom Boom!

Rumble!

It's like thunder, and it's a little more gunpowder than thunder.

It's artillery!

The most powerful weapon that mortals have mastered in this era!

The power of a single shot may be limited, but once a sufficient number is gathered, it can even surpass the high-level enemy Noble Phantasm!

In the midst of the continuous artillery fire, the number of drakes decreased at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"You, what did you do?" The frenzied Caster, who was in charge of monitoring the entire battlefield, exclaimed.

"You are not the only ones with an army!" Lixiang, who was protected by Tarask, poked her head out, and the metal ring on her wrist projected Roman's image, "Now, all the remaining forces of this country are gathered here, and the whole army is dispatched to defeat you!" ”

Not every Servant participated in the Battle of Montluçon, and not every companion needed to rest and adjust. They did not sit idle, but used the limited time to run back and forth, gaining more weight for the decisive battle.

At this moment, the French army that stepped into Orleans was the weight they had earned, ordinary humans who had not been taken seriously by Joan of Arc.

"No, it can't be, aren't they already - who are they, who are they? That damn king has been burned to ashes by me! ”

"You should be able to think of this person's name. The man who has always supported Joan of Arc, both in life and after death! ”

St. George said as he looked up into the distance.

At the end of the line of sight, a knight in silver armor was standing at the front of the army, giving orders.

"Don't stop shelling until the barrel overheats. The others prepare, take the squad as a unit, and charge with me! ”

"Hard, is it—" Joan of Arc and Mad Caster looked at each other.

Who was the first champion of Joan of Arc in the whole of France? Who gathers the scattered army by the ability to launch a counterattack!

The answer is obvious.

Marshal Gilles de Rice, Joan of Arc's staunchest ally!

The mad Caster who appeared in this era has always followed Joan of Arc, and how could the marshal himself who is still alive be inferior?

Indeed, after King Charles VII was burned to death by Joan of Arc, the French army fell into a leaderless state of confusion, and then was broken up by the raging dragons.

However, this army was the army that had recaptured Orleans. Even if it falls into chaos, even if it is dispersed, it is not completely incapacitated.

At the behest of one of their former commanders, Gilles de Les, they regrouped to prepare for a rebellion against the Dragon Witch, and succeeded in establishing a common front with St. Georges before the decisive battle.

Waiting on the periphery are not only St. George's, but also them!

When St. George's assault began, they also began to launch a general offensive.

Artillery fire comes first, soldiers follow.

The tactics of war were the same when the Orleans Championship was launched under the leadership of the Holy Maiden.

The counteroffensive has officially begun!

"Director, next-" Roman in the projection stood up to the side, as if to give up his position.

A glimmering arm grabbed him by the shoulder and pressed him back.

"You came up with the battle, and you're better suited to sit here and command than I am. You're doing a great job, Roman, I used to underestimate you, and then please. ”

"Yes, Director!" Roman nodded vigorously, "Now I declare that the battle has entered its final stage. ”

Immediately afterward, a flare that did not belong to this era was lit above the battlefield, and everyone who saw the signal began to act, no matter where they were, whether they had an opponent or not.

Somewhere in the wilderness, a dark-clad Berserker carried a sword rippling with lake light, pressing on Joan of Arc.

While swinging the sword, he repeats a person's name.

“Auther……！！！”

In desperation, Joan of Arc could only keep explaining and resisting.

"I'm not the King Arthur you're looking for! Knight Lancelot. ”

The sword marked by the light of the lake, the name called by the knight, finally reveals the identity of Berserker, that is, the famous "Knight of the Lake" Lancelot, the strongest knight of the Knights of the Round Table led by King Arthur!

Looking at him, it seems that Joan of Arc has been mistaken for King Arthur, and he has been chasing and fighting.

Lancelot was originally a top-level servant, and after the madness and spell bonuses, his strength, speed and other attributes were above Joan of Arc. And Joan of Arc, like Matthew, is heavy on defense rather than heavy on attack, although it will not be defeated quickly, but it is almost an impossible task to defeat or get rid of.

At this time, Roman sent out a signal for counterattack.

Just when Joan of Arc was in a hurry, but there was nothing to be done, several arrows broke through the air and hit Lancelot's body.

Although he failed to penetrate the armor and deal effective damage to the berserker, it caused Lancelot's movements to pause slightly, giving Joan of Arc a chance to breathe.

"Joan of Arc, you go first! Here's it to us! ”

Hearing this familiar voice, Joan of Arc immediately turned her head.

"Jill!"

That's right, it was the Marshal of France Gilles de Les who arrived, with his army.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or a deliberate arrangement of fate, Lancelot pressed all the way, and actually forced Joan of Arc to the periphery of Orleans, the route of the French attack.

The marshal who took the lead raised his arms and shouted, leading the charge!

"Everybody sees, Joan of Arc has been fighting. To protect us, to protect France, from those evil enemies! Such a person can never be a 'Dragon Witch'! Whoever wants to believe in her will lay down his life and come with me! For France! For Joan of Arc! Offensive! ”

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