The blue flying cape and light armor are not actually armor for women, but for some knights who are good at agility, but they are especially suitable for Joan of Arc.

In the barracks of the expedition, where more than 20 people walked, the soldiers on the left and right bowed their heads slightly, and the upper echelons may not believe it, but it is completely different for them.

The policy of fooling the people, the insight of the lower class is always different from that of the upper class.

In less than two days, under the deliberate propagation of Charles VII, the name of the messenger of the Lord and the Holy Maiden had already spread throughout Hinon, and even to all of France.

The Lord's messenger descended on France and led them to victory, not only to increase morale, but also to deal a blow to the enemy.

Getting closer to the tent, they could barely hear the shredded conversation from where they were.

"Everyone, I'm not late," the curtain floated, and the sound of iron boots trampling the ground sounded, looking at the dozen or so people in the camp, Joan of Arc said flatly.

The sound in the tent suddenly fell silent, except for some people, most of the generals knew that this military meeting did not inform the nominal commander, the Holy Maiden.

The Count of Dinoy looked coldly at Joan of Arc, Ghostly Wind, and the two knights who had entered the tent, and in fact he was extremely dissatisfied with this arrangement.

In addition to Joan of Arc, he was the second person in charge here, and he was supposed to be the commander of the expedition to support Orleans.

It's not that he is reluctant to accept the position of commander-in-chief, and it is no problem for him to be a deputy general, his body knows best, but he was overloaded when he broke through, and he has not recovered yet, if there is someone who can replace him, of course, it would be better, but the problem is that he can't accept a woman to command the whole army.

A girl who claims to be the messenger of the Lord, but according to the data, she was just a rural girl before.

Excluding the influence of the sainthood, what kind of dismal results will the rural girl lead the army? The success or failure of Orleans sealed the fate of France. He can't let it go.

The Count of Dineoy also understood the key to morale, so he did not say anything against it, and had already made the idea of setting up Joan of Arc in his heart.

"St.

"When will the barracks also allow women to come and go as they please," the silence was in place, and Gilles said coldly, just as he wanted to break the aristocrat beside him.

Commander Dinoy could still accept it, and suddenly changed to a village girl, even if it was in the name of a saint. How many people will be dissatisfied.

Looking at the ghost wind beside Joan of Arc, it was giving the male nobles a chance, and it seemed that they were talking about her, but in fact, even Joan of Arc was mocking together.

"You ......" Before the grumpy Bertrand could speak, there was a loud sound beside him.

"What are you talking about, I don't hear you clearly?" An iron long sword flickered in his hand, and Youfeng looked at the male nobleman stiffly with a black line on his forehead.

"I said"

With a crack, the iron sword broke into two pieces in front of everyone, and the creaking sound kept ringing. The two-stage iron sword was easily crumpled into a ball in the hands of the wind.

Cold sweat also broke out on the foreheads of the male nobles, and this was not over, the long swords that had been kneaded into iron balls were still being kneaded, and the area was getting smaller and smaller.

As soon as he touched his waist, the male nobleman realized that the sword was his, and it was also a delicate material, not only folded into two pieces, but also compressed into a sphere. This is no longer the category of normal people!

The air was surging, and the hair of the male nobles was suddenly scattered. The tent above him also had a large hole, far less destructive than a small ball could cause.

"What do you want to say" looked at each other with a smile, daring to violate his own taboos, and daring not to put his Joan of Arc in his eyes, this is not looking for him to clean up!

“…… It's nothing" Cold sweat soaked his chest, and the male nobleman subconsciously took a few steps back and bumped into Giles's body.

Gilles was also in a cold sweat. This Lori is a little too strong.,I was punched by him and actually walked out alive.,And then I didn't rejoice.,With this kind of guard.,The safety of the saint and others can be best guaranteed.。

"The military meeting has just begun. The Holy Maiden came at the right time," said Giles, who bowed slightly and was quite calm among the people present, with a smile.

"Please also ask the Holy Maiden to restrain her subordinates, this is a barracks, not a street," Count Dinoy also responded in a deep voice, expressing his dissatisfaction with what had just happened.

He recognized the strength of the other party, and he was afraid that he was stronger than him, but he couldn't mess around in the barracks.

"This is the sage I have specially invited to help, and the Earl of Dinoy knows the anomaly of the English army," Jeanne d'Arc retorted without hesitation when it came to the issue of the Wind.

"Oh? Sage? That's not something anyone can call it," the word sage also made Count Dinoy look at the wind strangely.

Unlike witches and magicians, who are heretics in the Lord's teachings, the sage is a symbol of wisdom that guides the emperor to the right path, and no one can ignore it.

A girl who is less than her chest can't tell that she's a sage, and I've never heard of a similar person among today's sages.

"If you don't want to scream, don't scream, who asked for you," said Wind, glancing at the Count of Dinoy, leaning against the stand of the tent.

"......" suppressed his anger, and Dinoir also persuaded himself in his heart that no matter what the identity of the other party was, it was enough to have strong strength.

"Now that the Holy Maiden has mentioned the anomaly of the invaders, the military council has officially begun"

"Those of you far behind may not know that the troops of England, in addition to the threat of longbowmen, also hide an anomalous unit"

With his hands pressed on the map of Orleans, the Count of Dinoy said in a deep voice.

This force was fleeting when it first invaded France, and because of the troublesome guys, it has not been dispatched much, and the front line knows very little, let alone the rear.

To be precise, most of what the front line knows has already been killed.

"They are not afraid of death, even if they have broken their hands and feet, they can still continue to fight, unless their heads are cut off, they are almost immortal"

"The defeat outside Orleans was met by them, and the four hundred elite Scottish soldiers who came to support were all wiped out, and I was seriously wounded, and I have not recovered."

The words of the Count of Dinoir made the tent cold.

The crown prince's chief of guard, a well-known knight in France, and an elite Scottish warrior, who fought against the English army all the year round, were also very well-known, and they were all seriously wounded or even killed in the first war, so they had to chill their bodies.

“…… Count Dinoy wasn't joking," said one of the male nobles, with a dry hair.

In the past, most of them thought that Count Dinoy had been ambushed by the other party and was seriously injured and broke through, which was not at the same level as what is said now.

The heart of any undead warrior would tremble in anyone's heart, let alone these nobles who were located in the rear of France.

"If there were such fighters, France would have let them be wiped out a long time ago, and we don't have to think about supporting or anything, just prepare to surrender."

"I don't understand why they don't appear on the battlefield, but they do" Count Dinoy was also puzzled, a weapon that could definitely break morale on the battlefield, but he had not heard of it a few times.

"Stupid, just a bunch of dead people," said the ghostly wind leaning on the stand unceremoniously.

"The resurrection is incomplete, the body is weaker than ordinary people, and it is not as good as an ordinary warrior to be cautious"

"As for why they didn't go to the battlefield, if the church is that the gang eats dry food, a large group of dead people appear, swaggering, not looking for a crusade"

"The church? Yes, we can ask the church for help," the male aristocracy said loudly.

The church has always given them the impression that they are people who believe in God, although their fame and status are noble, but there is nothing, and if there are dead, then the church may also have the power to destroy.

"Are you stupid, even the church won't easily do anything to a country in its heyday, not to mention that you don't have evidence" Forget it, let the church guys get involved, Youfeng feels that there is a high probability that something will happen to his side first.

"It's enough to cut off the heads of those guys, and it's still a question of whether it will appear if it will appear if it is a concern for the church"

Count Dinoy looked at the wind, regardless of whether the other party was a real sage or not, he had great strength, and he also understood the other party's abnormality, so it didn't hurt to call him a sage. (To be continued.) )

PS: It's hard to write seriously