The course of the war was similar to that of the Battle of Thames. It was also Artoria's army that tended to be weak, and Artoria herself wanted to charge, saving the tide by capturing the flag.

Therefore, Artoria's goal at this moment is to be privately called a saint by the French people and soldiers, and publicly to be respected as Joan of Arc's Commander-in-Chief of France.

Kill it. Then cut down the three flags. Then the morale of the French army would crumble. Putting aside the flamboyant, named nationalist skin, the rabble is still a rabble.

"So, I'm sorry for the girl who is about the same age as me, for the sake of my face in front of my family, please die. ”

Artoria muttered something that seemed to be an apology without any sincerity at all, and then laughed and continued to charge.

The goal of war is now very clear.

"That woman wants to kill Joan of Arc! Hurry up and protect her!!" The French are not fools. Naturally, it could be seen that Artoria had changed the direction of the charge, and what the goal was.

It must be said that Joan of Arc was much more favored by his own army than Altoria. When the French soldiers discovered her goal, they rushed desperately and killed her, and did not hesitate to block Artoria, hoping to block her with their flesh and blood.

However, there is no doubt that such efforts can only slightly delay the pace of Artoria's advance. That's all.

"Please stay out of the way for a moment—" Seeing this situation, the surrounding guards fought desperately, but they were like mantis arms as cars, and they didn't play a role at all. And the strength of that queen is even stronger than the legend. Even Lahair, the number one warrior in the French army, was no match for her. Baron Gilles first drew his sword in front of Joan of Arc, nervously watching Artoria and her heavy cavalry as she progressed. Then he turned his head and persuaded Joan of Arc like this.

"How can this be?" Joan of Arc shook her head, rejecting Gilles' suggestion: "The soldiers are fighting desperately, and I, as the commander, am going to escape? ”

"But if you don't leave, that monster will be killed!" Gilles turned and shouted at Joan of Arc, "None of us can stop her!

"All French people can give their lives for the motherland, why can't I?" Joan of Arc continued to refuse.

"You are Joan of Arc - the saint of the French! As long as you live, the French will be inspired to continue fighting!" said Gilles, sweating profusely. The shouts of killing in my ears were getting closer and closer. When he turned his head again, he found that the opposing knight had already dismounted and fought, and the vanguard was only thirty meters away from here.

"Come on, Joan of Arc—" Giles turned his head again, only to find that Joan of Arc was not behind him, so frightened that he almost didn't scream. But he heard Joan of Arc's voice in front of him.

"Gilles, my friend. Don't forget, I have armor on my body, I have a sword in my hand, and I'm a warrior - I can kill. ”

With such a declaration, Gilles looked in disbelief at the weak-looking woman who had been with him for months, pulling out her waist, most people had always thought it was an ornament of the long sword, and then the sword was like a meteor, stabbing at the enemy knight who swooped at the opposite side, each time only lightly on the opponent's chest, and then pulled. The armor on the other party's body was directly pierced as if it were nothing. Before the other party could react, a blood flower burst out of his chest. After that, he fell down without any suspense......

"Such a trick...... Unheard. Giles was astonished, as if he had seen a hare kicking an eagle and a sheep eating a wolf. But again, this sense of disharmony makes Gilles feel unusually beautiful. As she watched Joan of Arc fight, Giles felt something creep out in her heart......

"I'll leave the matter of commanding the battle to you. My friend. Joan of Arc's words brought Gilles to his senses, and he remembered that he was still on the battlefield.

"Understood. Seeing this, Giles also knew that no further argument would lead to anything. He agreed in a deep voice.

The battle continues.

After hours of intense fighting, the soldiers on both sides began to feel tired. and varying degrees of demoralization decline. Especially the French in the Norman army. At this moment, there were already soldiers who had fled. Even, some soldiers turned against each other and joined the French army. Even those nobles couldn't stop it.

On the contrary, the French army became more and more courageous. Especially after Joan of Arc's tactics played a role and the formation moved in favor of the French. The morale of the French army was like a rainbow. After driving out the flank light cavalry, the French heavy cavalry launched several charges on the Norman flank, each of which greatly damaged the numbers and morale of the Norman army. If it weren't for Artoria's stunts, which would have kept the soldiers from collapsing for a while, then the Normans and Celts would have already deserted.

But if it goes on like this, it is not the way to go. The effective time of the death tyranny of Artoria was four hours. It's been almost three hours now. In other words, in another hour or so, Artoria's army will be massively fleeing. Unless, before that, Artoria can find an effective way to uplift.

For example, kill the enemy commander.

On the battlefield, king against king.

At this point, Artoria was a little out of breath, presumably because the previous battle was too fierce - of course, Artoria was also reflecting. Sure enough, I haven't had such an intense activity for a long time, and my physical fitness has decreased slightly.

"You're the Joan of Arc of Orleans?" At this point, Artoria didn't want to fight. Maybe it's because the other party is a girl about the same age as himself. So I think it's fresh. So I chatted with her on the battlefield.

It can also be seen from this that Artoria is extremely confident in his own strength. thinks that as long as he makes a move, the other party will have no chance at all. So before that, it's better to ask a little bit about what you're interested in.

"That's right. Joan of Arc waved her hand and put her sword back into its sheath. With his right foot back, his whole body is bowed, but he is ready to continue fighting at any time.

"Why do you want to stand up? You want to show your talents, you want honor, status, or money, a title of nobility, a rich fief, or something else?" Artoria asked.

"I want to save the people of France. Joan of Arc replied truthfully.

Incomprehensible.

Artoria is incomprehensible.

Because she never believed in this kind of thing, never thought that a person could be so selfless. Not out of jealousy or anything else. It's Altori's pragmatism, the belief that everyone is an egoist. She couldn't imagine that there could be such a strange idiot as Joan of Arc in this world.

But, take a step back, if Joan of Arc is such an idiot.

Then she should be killed.

"Hmph—"

The next moment, the sword light burst out! The black demonic sword in Artoria's hand and the white shining blade in Joan of Arc's hand intertwined, and the black and white sword light instantly covered the surrounding area of several meters!

The speed of both swords is extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, thousands of moves are right. Artoria found that her vaunted wrist strength seemed to have no effect at all against her opponent, who had a slender and long-stretched, flowing water, not at all confronting him, but unloading it with skill. The garrison was quite tight. Occasionally, one or two counter-attacks are as unstoppable as a flash flood, and the combination of rigidity and softness is extremely strong.

At the same time, Joan of Arc was also shocked by Artoria's strength. In the first encounter, Joan of Arc was almost overwhelmed by her strength. And Artoria's fiery terror also left Joan of Arc struggling to cope. Joan of Arc, who was already focused on defense, could only be completely defensive. At the same time, try to look for opportunities to fight back. Rao is like this, and there are many times, Joan of Arc was not paying attention to the other party's defense line, and almost lost his head......

"Rivals. After a short time of fighting, both of them made such an evaluation of their opponents from the bottom of their hearts. At the same time, be more careful and work harder.

However, the situation is now in Joan of Arc's favor. The French army, relying on superiority in formation and numbers, had gained the upper hand. Under Gilles's command, the French army gradually completed the encirclement of the Norman army, and firmly divided and encroached on it.

Therefore, Joan of Arc could go on the defensive, and if she held out for a little longer, the French army would be victorious. Artoria, on the other hand, had to continue to attack. Kill your opponents before your army collapses.

However, Artoria is Artoria after all, and the Celtic queen is not such a good person to get along with - taking advantage of a sword fight, Artoria quickly retreated a few steps, and then shouted at his own knight, who was watching the battle, but completely unable to intervene, "What are you waiting for?! Keep charging! Cut down the enemy's three flags!!"

Norman, the Celtic knights woke up like a dream, roaring and continuing to charge to the top of the mountain.

"Damn—" Joan of Arc understood the significance of the flags. He tried to stop them, but was once again entangled by Artoria.

"Your opponent is me, little girl. Artoria said in a slightly smug voice......

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