At this point in the war, the final result is about to be revealed - after completing the latest round of command and control, Gilles also understands what he should do at the moment - draw his sword, boost morale, and then take the remaining few soldiers around him to stop the hoplites of about 300 or so.

It feels like a slightly difficult task. But if you don't finish it, you can't. Baron Giles' command skills are not bad. However, the martial arts only reach the level that ordinary knights should have. If you put it in the peasant soldiers, you can naturally fight one against ten. But if the opposite side is full of powerful knights, it will be a little difficult.

This skirmish was doomed from the beginning. The knights of the Norman army were much better than the garrison here in terms of equipment, tactics, and numbers. The fighting was completely one-sided, similar to the massacre.

Baron Giles fought very hard, very, very hard, but as the robes around him fell, the Baron's situation became quite bad - after he had just defeated one enemy, he had to dodge the attacks of several other enemies, but this time it was not completely successful. If it continues like this, then the head will be cut off by the other party.

Therefore, you can only swing your sword to block.

The knights of the Norman army cooperated with each other very well, which made the baron overwhelmed. At the beginning, there were a few other soldiers who could help him, but now the baron is on his own.

After more than ten minutes of high-intensity fighting, the baron was covered in scars, and the long sword in his hand was also dissatisfied, the most serious thing was that one of the tendons in his right hand was stabbed, trembling, and some could not hold the weapon......

It didn't take long for the baron's long sword to be knocked off, and his right hand was twisted at a strange angle, sending unbearable pain to the central nervous system.

"Damn—" But now wasn't the time to worry about that, as Gilles rolled on the bloody muddy ground, grabbed a mace with his fairly intact left hand, stood up, and then used the mace to block the slashes of the other two enemies on the other side. Then he turned sideways and dodged the thrust of another enemy - and immediately afterwards the marshal of France suddenly discovered a very sad truth.

On this highland, there is only one Frenchman left......

At this moment, the balance of war is completely tilted in favor of France. The Normans were divided into several small pieces, surrounded, and completely lost command. Although there are many Normans, the Celtic are still fighting bravely. But there are also some who start to wander their eyes and prepare to flee......

Probably less than ten minutes left, and in less than ten minutes, Artoria's Death Brutality skill will be invalidated. When the time comes, it will be a victory for France.

Baron Giles, however, seemed to have less than ten minutes left.

Still shouting, roaring, and wielding a mace with his left hand. But the truth is that because of the blood loss, this guy's eyes are so dark that he can't see anything.

It's just waving in the air.

"Damn it—fight, keep fighting!" !! Frenchman," the baron continued to cry out, as if he could not hear it at all. Maybe it's a previous impact. A buzzing ear.

But it's not without its benefits. The ears were buzzing like this, at least there was no need to hear the shrill loud mockery of the knights from the Norman army.

Gilles de Resis, Baron Laval, Marshal of France, killed in battle.

With the death of the baron, the three flags representing Free France were cut down by the Normans. The tide of the war was once again turning in favor of the Normans.

But that's about it.

The knights were still a little late. The rout of Norman's army is already irreversible. And the French army was demoralized because the flag was cut off. Both armies lost the courage to continue fighting. At the same time, the sky had darkened.

After another move, Joan of Arc and Artoria each jumped backwards and out of the circle.

"It's a little unwilling, but that's all for today. Joan of Arc said in a calm voice.

“...... Damn it. Artoria was equally unwilling. But if you continue to fight, there is really no point: "Sooner or later, I will kill you." After saying this, Artoria turned around, picked up an ownerless warhorse, and ran back towards the north, his army.

The night gradually enveloped the entire battlefield. Joan of Arc inspected her army and was slightly surprised to find that the soldiers' evaluation of today's battle was actually quite good.

"It's barely a victory. Although the price is very high. ”

"Well, if you count the number of deaths, it's actually a little more than the losses of our army. ”

And speaking of which, at the last moment, Joan of Arc's banner seemed to have been cut down. Baron Giles was killed in battle. ”

"But in the end, it was the Normans who fled. ”

"It's barely a draw. ”

"Don't think so, it's nice to get a draw from that horrible queen. ”

"That's right, yes, as long as it's not a loss, it's a win. ”

That's pretty much the way it goes. If it was a Norman who said this, he would have been dragged into the bushes by the people next to him and beaten half to death. But here is France.

"Ahahahaha...... That's it. Speaking of which, we're still alive now, and that's thankfully. ”

So, when did it start, the French saw a draw as a victory or something.

Joan of Arc sighed as she toured the barracks. I think the French are really soft.

Meanwhile. In the city of Paris. After receiving the message: "If the army is rout, the French have all fled." Never came back. About a third of the Bretons fled. The Normans and Celts were slightly better, but about a fifth did not return. I don't know if I got lost or was caught by the enemy. After such information, Artoria's mood became extremely bad.

"Damn it—damn it, damn it, damn it!!!! that damn woman!!!!" The scolding was mixed with the sound of the sword of victory and oath breaking through the air. All this proves that the current mood in Altoria is extremely unstable.

"Kill all the families of the French nobles!"

So, the Queen of Altoria issued such an order.

"But in this case...... will cause a backlash from the other party-"

The defense of the knight of the guard next to him was quickly interrupted by Artoria's sword.

"They fled and never returned—they were a rebellion! There is no need to be soft on traitors! Kill them and !!," Artoria shouted with great emotion, gesturing at the poor knight of the guard with her long sword that was as sharp as clay.

If an agitation does not control the power, he will die--he must die--Your Majesty, help!

At this moment, the knight of the guard looked at the strand of hair that had been inadvertently shaved off by the sword in the air. Cry out in your heart. But alas, Egil's words, will not arrive in another twenty days or so. So it's completely impossible to save you.

Therefore, the knights of the guards can only save themselves.

"Understood, Your Majesty, your subordinates will definitely complete the task!" first half-knelt down, avoiding possible unintentional attacks, and then made a promise against his will, so that the possibility of being killed by Chengxin in the future was reduced. As for the French, the bastards live or die in my business.

"Then hurry up and !!!"

So, as if they had been pardoned, the knights of the guard ran away.

Artoria felt so tired.

Physically and mentally exhausted.

It's like a student who has to show his parents after a bad grade. Or maybe it's a student who has received a home visit from a teacher, or a student who is going to school tomorrow because the winter vacation is coming to an end (which is the case for me). So future updates will only be available once a day).

In short, this is the kind of state. Originally, I really wanted to see Egil. But now I'm inexplicably a little scared.

"No matter - if he dares to laugh at me, I'll punch him hard in the stomach. So, with that, Artoria dozed off on the throne, where the back had been cut off.

"Haqiu ......" At this moment, Egil, who was blowing the sea breeze on the deck, sneezed. Then he said to himself, "It's a little cold." He wrapped his cloak tightly and walked back to the cabin. According to the established matters, his cheap sister must be wearing revealing clothes at such times, and will not leave in his cabin. But what is set is what is set up. In any case, Egil would not change his order. Because the Caribbean islands are much better there than Greenland......

That's it, in the twenty-odd days that Egil was away. Artoria made several more attempts to attack the area outside Paris. But in the end, they were all repelled by Joan of Arc with great difficulty. Over time. There was a mass desertion under Artoria. Maybe it's because of the massacre of the French nobles' families before. The nobility of the northern part of Île-de-France, which had been intended to wait and see, began to openly oppose Artoria's rule.

After such feats, Joan of Arc's army expanded once again. There are hundreds of thousands of French people who come here. Joan of Arc's actions against the Normans already had the support of almost everyone throughout France.

Of course, this certainly does not include Richard of Burgundy, and Edward of Aquitaine......

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