"Knights, charge!" Joan of Arc waved her spear and immediately rode towards the center of the battle circle, and the unbearable knights, suppressed by the rain of arrows, followed her, screaming angrily and strangely. Under the attack of the two sides, the English longbowmen were like straw reaped by the Knights, and even if they wanted to escape, they could not outrun the galloping horses.

"Didn't you tell you to follow the back of the group, why did you rush here?" Jeanne d'Arc said to a frenzied Jill, whose eyes were faintly red and on the verge of detachment, as she stabbed to death a British longbowman who was trying to escape.

"I'm ...... Strictly according to your requirements...... Executed, but we happen to ...... rushed into a street with a relatively small number of people, and then ...... Just kill it. Jill said as he bent over his horse, panting for breath and knowing at a glance that he was lying.

Gil did storm a street with a relatively small number of people, but most of the British troops in that street were pikemen, and it was more difficult to deal with than the others. The main reason why he chose this place was to get to the square as soon as possible, although Joan of Arc did not say it explicitly, but her goal must be the most important points in strategy, and the square happened to be in it.

"Jill, this is the last time, not for example. Joan of Arc closed her eyes and sighed, her eyelashes long, curled upward, reflecting the light of the moon.

Gilles de Ray stared blankly at Joan of Arc, and the rate of his heartbeat suddenly became a little disturbed.

"Thank you though, if it weren't for you, our people would have sacrificed even more. Joan of Arc suddenly opened her eyes and said solemnly, startling Jill who had fallen into a stupor.

"Oh, no, Holy Maiden, that's what a subordinate should do. Jill lowered his head and said, as if he had done something bad and was afraid of being discovered by adults. He was twenty-four years old, much older than Joan of Arc, but in front of Joan of Arc, he was like a child who was criticized and encouraged by adults.

"All the members of the Knights obey the order! After taking the square, the pursuit must not exceed three hundred meters, and now the rest of the people and I will go to support the other blocks!" After expelling the enemies in the square, Joan of Arc ordered the people of the Knights.

She also wanted to attack the British camp on the other side of Versailles, but this was impossible, the men of the Order were already very tired after days of running and fighting, and if they continued to pursue, they would probably lose more than they gained. It was the last thing she wanted to see.

"Jill, you and the knights of the second detachment stay in the square, this is the order. After saying that to the others, Joan of Arc turned back and ordered Jill again, they were almost at their limit, just wait quietly in the square.

Gilles de Ray originally wanted to go with Joan of Arc, but when he saw the look of indifference in Joan of Arc's clear eyes, he gave up his rebuttal: "Well, rest assured, I will stay here." Please also take care of your own safety, for the life of the Holy Maiden is more important to us than for the rest of us......"

Joan of Arc stretched out her hand to interrupt him: "Everyone's life is important, so I must live well, and as for myself, it will protect me." As she spoke, Joan of Arc pointed to the Divine Armament on her body.

"Okay, I see, the members of the second detachment of the Knights, from now on, rest in place in the square, waiting for Joan of Arc to come and gather with the rest of the detachment. Gilles de Ray said to his teammates.

Joan of Arc nodded, then waved the flag gun in his hand: "Let's go, go help our compatriots......"

In the moonlight, the silver-armored girl led her knights to attack the place where she was still fighting, but her heroic and holy appearance was forever imprinted in the heart of Gilles de Ray. Watching Joan of Arc's figure disappear into the night little by little, Jill slowly lay on the horse's back, her face calm again.

He was originally the kind of girl who liked him, and his slightly melancholy temperament after calming down made him even more special among the people around him. As for the feathered arrows stuck in the armor, this is not to be bothered for the time being, as long as it can still provide him with protection.

Flying the flag gun of "Our Lord's Protection", the spirit of the knights suddenly became even higher, coupled with the reinforcements brought by Joan of Arc, under the attack from both sides, the British troops in one block after another were successfully expelled.

The light of the moon was fading, and by the time the sky shone slightly, half of Versailles' neighborhood was finally occupied by Joan of Arc's men.

"A thousand men from the Order will form a patrol to set up a temporary defense on the street leading from the square to the other side of the city, and the wounded will be treated by the team doctor in batches according to the severity of the injury, and it is important to ensure the health of the living......," Joan of Arc ordered after a night of fighting, gathering all the people around the square, and after a brief count of the number of people, she ordered.

After a day and a night of fierce fighting, the Knights were reduced by more than 4,000 people, except for a few detachments, most of the remaining knights were also wounded, in order not to affect the subsequent war, she decided to stop the expulsion of the British army first, and wait for the Knights to recover before continuing.

The British also suffered a lot of damage in the previous battle, the 5,000 longbowmen they arranged at the city gate were almost completely wiped out by Joan of Arc, and although the night street battle was brutal, the final killing of only twice as many British soldiers at the city gate was still the result of their death at the feet of their own people in the chaos.

The army sent by Edward the Black Prince is still more than 40,000 people, and if the Knights do not recover now, they will become very passive in the event of a counterattack by the British.

After arranging the men and horses of the Knights, Joan of Arc was escorted by several knights to an official's residence. The site was originally a residential area, but it was later bought by an official and rebuilt as his temporary residence. Therefore, when the British attacked, they only occupied the place and did not cause any harm to the people inside.

There are only a few grandmothers living in the interior of the mansion now, who are responsible for cleaning the house and other tasks, and the young maids have already fled back to their homes when the British army is attacking the city, which is also a matter of no choice, in that case it is too dangerous for them to stay here.

"Do you have any orders, Lord Joan?" asked the mame dressed as a chief maid, not only because of her status as a holy lady of Joan of Arc, but also because of the Knights' bloody battle last night, which expelled the British troops who had occupied the place.

"You don't have to be so polite, I just want to come and stay overnight for a few days, if you don't bother. Joan of Arc dismounted from her horse and took the reins of her horse. After all, she is a girl, although she can barely live in the barracks during the war, but it is always a little inconvenient, and now she finally has a chance to relax, so she naturally wants to take a good rest.

"Of course I don't bother. The head maid said excitedly, "This mansion was originally the temporary residence of my master, and I usually can't live for a few days a year, but I and some servants live here, but after the outbreak of the war, the maids fled a lot, and now there are more than a dozen of us left to take care of this house." ”

"Since you don't mind, I'll bother, but where am I going to put my horse?" Joan of Arc asked happily, out of the aura of a saint, she was just an ordinary girl of sixteen, and she didn't even dare to think about such a beautiful house before.

"I should ask you not to dislike the chaos inside, there has been a war recently, and the house is not as good as usual. The chief maid said with some embarrassment, "As for your war horse, there is a stable next to the mansion, not far from your room, so let's put it over there." ”

Joan of Arc nodded, and then led the head maid to the stables to place the horses in it, and then added fodder to it with his own hands before leaving. This snow-white war horse was also given to her by the bishop, and there was no stray hair on her body, and she was very obedient, in the words of the bishop, "only such a war horse is worthy of your status as a saint......

As for her guards, they also moved in under the arrangement of the head maid, but they lived on the periphery of the mansion, and they could be regarded as temporary guards for the mansion.

"By the way, Mama, can you do me a favor?" Jeanne d'Arc asked with the help of the head maid after tidying up her room, and then asked a little embarrassed.

"Tell me, if I can help, if you need to recruit female soldiers, I'll be the first to sign up. Mama replied earnestly.

Joan of Arc's face suddenly turned red, and she hurriedly waved her hand and said, "You misunderstood, actually, actually...... Actually, I want to take a shower......" Her voice was as thin as a mosquito, as if she was saying something embarrassing.

The head maid was suddenly a little stunned, she had always treated Joan of Arc as an unattainable saint, and only now did she realize that the so-called saint was just a child. Looking at the girl in front of her, the head maid suddenly thought of when she was young, what did she need to face at that time?

Life?love?

Maybe neither, but at least it won't be a brutal war, thinking of this, the head maid suddenly felt that her nose was a little sour.

"Isn't it okay?" looked at the melancholy expression on the head maid's face, Jeanne d'Arc asked weakly, her pretty eyes partially obscured by drooping eyelids, looking a little disappointed.

"No, no, no, of course not Joan of Arc, please wait a little while I'll prepare hot water and essence for you. The head maid hurriedly explained, and then trotted out of the room, it was really embarrassing for her, she could still run so fast in a maid's skirt at such an age......

Jeanne d'Arc was overjoyed to hear her request granted, and she threw herself on the bed and buried her face in the thick goose feather quilt. The soft goose feathers were warm and comfortable, so she couldn't help but rub on them like a kitten, but fortunately she had washed her face carefully before coming here, otherwise she would have gotten the blood and dust on her face on the quilt at this moment.

The preparations for the bath were quickly made, and to Joan of Arc's surprise, the maid had prepared a large bath for her! The water in the bath was filled with dried flower petals, and the steam made the room look foggy and psychedelic.

"This was originally the master's bathing place, but he hasn't used it a few times, if only it wasn't the time for war, I would be able to prepare fresh petals for you......," the head maid said, testing the temperature of the water with her hands, and listening to her tone, she seemed to be dissatisfied with the current conditions.

"Actually, you don't have to go through that trouble...... Just take a shower. Joan of Arc whispered, a little embarrassed, she never thought that the place where she was going to bathe would be so luxurious, wide enough to be used for swimming.

But it's too late to refuse now, so you can't waste people's kindness.

"God Arm" was taken off by her and put in the house, and now Joan of Arc is wearing an ordinary shirt and trousers, and her long hair that was originally tied into braids has also been put down by her, and from a distance, Joan of Arc looks like a girl at this moment.

The head maid walked up behind Joan of Arc and helped her untie her clothes, and as the clothes were taken off one by one, the girl's immature but budding curves were exposed to the air. Joan of Arc was a little embarrassed, and after taking off her clothes, she hurriedly jumped into the water with her hands on her chest, and the splash of water splashed, and the air suddenly diffused with a faint fragrance of flowers.

She soaked her whole body in the warm pool water, leaving only her head exposed on the water, and her long golden hair, which had not yet been soaked by the pool water, floated on the surface of the water like a peacock, which looked particularly charming.

The maid stood by the pool with Joan of Arc's clothes in her arms, her eyes red, but she held back her tears.

Although the head maid is old, her eyes are still very good, just when Joan of Arc jumped into the water, through her long flying golden hair, the head maid found that there were many bruises on Joan of Arc's back, one blue and one purple, these light or heavy bruises were left in the battle, although the "God Arm" can protect her body, but it cannot completely prevent her from being harmed...... This kind of experience is really cruel for a girl of Joan of Arc's age, and the cruelty is distressing.

"Mama, you just need to put the bath towel by the pool, I'm a little embarrassed to be stared at by you like this. Joan of Arc said with her hands on her chest in the water. Maybe the temperature of the pool was a little high, or maybe she was too shy, and Joan of Arc's skin was a tender rosy color......

"Ah, okay, I see, I wish you a nice bath. After the maid finished speaking, she put the bath towel and new clothes in a dry place, and then hurried out with Joan of Arc's old clothes.

After confirming that the head maid had left, Joan of Arc lowered the arm that was wrapped around her chest and ...... Swim happily in the pool. She is like a young mermaid, swimming in the warm water of the pool, showing her side as a girl......

Night fell quickly.

The warm moonlight shone quietly on the mansion, gilding every room with a silvery glow. From time to time, there was a sound of merry laughter in the dining room of the mansion, which was not seen in a long time.

Despite the wartime, the storehouse was well stocked with food, and the owner of the mansion would hand over the year's expenses to the chief maid before leaving every year, trusting her and on the other hand, she was the only one who could arrange the rations needed by all the servants in the mansion.

Although the maids had taken a lot of food with them when they fled, the part left in the warehouse was still enough for several banquets. In order to celebrate the arrival of Joan of Arc, and to give the poor girl a good replenishment, the maid had her men prepare a sumptuous dinner.

Bordeaux wines, brie cheese, and carefully smoked slices of ham, along with other sausages and vegetables, make for a small banquet. Freshly baked baguettes were cut into neat slices and served on a plate in front of everyone, and the head maid personally cut a slice of cheese for Joan of Arc and poured it with wine, so that when it was time to eat it, it was simply dipped in the bread to enjoy the wonderful compound aroma......

"It's so hearty!" said Joan of Arc, dressed in a pink dress and her hair still braided as before. She originally wanted to wear her own clothes, but they were all washed by the head maid, and they haven't dried yet, and even the "God Arm" has been carefully wiped by the head maid, and now it is blooming in the room with a divine glimmer.

"Although the host is not there, how can I let the guests be wronged, please enjoy it with peace of mind. The maid smiled kindly, and she wanted to touch the top of Joan of Arc's head with her hand, but in the end she only touched her hair, "If you don't like it, make this your home, and don't have to be so restrained." ”

Joan of Arc nodded, then ate the food in front of her. After taking a bath, she was too sleepy, so she slept straight to the present, and in front of the delicious food in front of her, the girl put down her reserve and enjoyed it.

Although she is a simple girl, Joan of Arc still eats very elegantly, at least much more elegant than the rough guards on the table. Although her movements are beautiful, she still eats quickly, which was practiced in the army.

"Joan of Arc, Lord Jill, the captain of the second detachment of the Knights, wants to see you. The door to the dining room was suddenly opened, and the knight in armor shouted inside.

Joan of Arc quickly ate the rest of the food on her plate, then stood up. At this moment, her temperament suddenly changed, even if she was not wearing "God Arms", the whole person revealed a sacrosanct and inviolable aura, "I know, let's go, take me to meet him." Mama, a dirty dish is in your trouble. As she spoke, she smiled apologetically at the maid.

"Rest assured, I'll take care of everything. The maid said respectfully.