"Are you alright?" Joan of Arc asked.

Mike came to his senses and quickly got up from the ground.

The stag was so tall that even when he stood up, he could only stand at the level of its back.

Mike was absolutely certain that the creature had never existed in the human world.

The stag's eyes were very bright, and there was no dull stupidity in the stag he had seen in the past.

Mike even saw a smug look in its eyes, as if to say, "Shall I leave?" ”

To be honest, it wouldn't be a surprise to him if this thing spoke right now.

He slowly looked up at Joan of Arc.

"You, you."

His voice stuttered a little, and he couldn't speak at all.

"Mike!" Lena pounced on the side and hung Mike's neck and buried herself in his arms, crying, "I thought . . . I thought it was "

She choked in her throat and didn't dare to say anything next, not even to think about it.

"It's okay, Linna, we're saved." Mike stroked her back to soothe her.

Lina patted her on the shoulder and complained, "I said a long time ago that I would sell our house and move to another city, and I told you that this place is unlucky, but you don't believe it!" ”

"Alright." Mike continued to reassure, "There's someone else here." ”

Lina reacted quickly, relieving herself a little, and then turned her head to thank Joan of Arc.

"Thanks"

But she was stunned halfway through the words, and she looked at Joan of Arc sitting on the back of this stag in a daze, with a hint of distraction in her eyes.

A few decades ago, the city called Harinid was occupied by Germany.

At that time, the Germans carried out a brutal looting in Harinid, where many people's wealth was plundered, houses were burned, and women were raped.

At that time, Lina was still very young, and her father escaped hiding in the basement by her father, who died at the hands of the German invaders.

So Lina has always been afraid of the separation of her relatives.

Since then, she has been living on food stored in the basement, and only dared to move inside the house until the third day, but only there. She lived with the bodies of her parents for half a month.

For half a month, Linna's ears were filled with all kinds of shrill screams and gunshots, as well as the men's shrill laughter.

The billowing light of the fire often illuminates the dark sky, and the acrid smoke often mixes into the air.

Then the smell of gunpowder turned to the smell of blood, and the whole city was enveloped in despair, and corpses were everywhere.

She hadn't had a good night's sleep for half a month, and she even felt like she was going to die in that house.

It was not until the army of West Farland recaptured the city.

On the day the army entered the city, it was overcast for many days, and the sky was rarely clear.

At that time, the people of the city were so frightened of the army that no one dared to come out to greet the arrival of the army of West France.

The streets were silent, but there were many pairs of eyes sneaking into the city.

Lina leaned against the window and peeked at it.

And the blonde woman riding a black horse and holding a flag gun at that time attracted her attention almost at a glance.

She was the only woman in the well-trained army behind her, and she even looked young and thin.

But the aura emanating from his body is not inferior to the group of steel troops behind him who have just experienced a big war and have been trained by blood and fire, and they can walk in the forefront, indicating that they are at least the top of the army.

Lena didn't know this at the time, but even she could tell at first glance that she was the leader.

She ordered the army not to be allowed to enter the residential buildings, disturb the residents, and even slept directly on the street on the first day.

It also made the Harinids feel that this army was very different from the rest of the army.

Later, she learned that the woman's name was Joan of Arc.

Harinid was liberated under her leadership.

Everyone in Harinid remembers her as she was.

When it was learned that she had been captured in Germany, many Harinids had donated money to the city government in the hope that the government would ransom Joan of Arc back.

The vast majority of people don't understand politics, and their emotions are sincere and simple.

Some people even want to sell their houses and have to pay for it.

At that time, Lina also wanted to sell the necklace that her mother had left for her, so she donated it.

But in the end, they were stopped by the city government.

At the time of the news of her death reached Harinid.

That was the first time Lena knew how the "city" cried.

Dusty memories surged out of Linna's mind.

And the face I saw when I was a child in the past gradually coincided with the face of the woman in front of me.

Her face flushed with excitement.

He raised his hand, his voice stammering.

"You are"

"Ahhh!!hhh Help me! Help me!! ”

A group of people ran over from the block on the other side.

Some of them had already suffered some injuries and were bleeding profusely.

The last man fell to the ground.

A two-legged wyvern flew from the other side and pounced on the man.

The man screamed in terror.

But it's also at this time.

"Peng!"

A cannonball slashed over Mike and the others, hitting the head of the wyvern.

Under the bloom of blood, the wyvern fell directly to the ground and began to twitch violently, but after a moment of convulsion, it lost its movement.

Mike came to his senses and looked behind him.

On the stomach of a jeep was a soldier carrying a sniper rifle, which was very different from the sniper rifles of the past, with a longer barrel and thicker.

After shooting the monster to death, he spoke over the walkie-talkie.

"Report, the target can be sniped by an anti-materiel sniper rifle, but the conventional weapon is unknown."

The army of West Farland can be said to take these monsters very seriously.

This anti-materiel sniper rifle can penetrate even the steel plates of a tank, and it is obviously more than enough to deal with these wurms.

It is said to be a wurm, but in fact, the dragon blood in the body of the bipedal wyvern may not even be one percent.

There are so many wurms like this in the dragon world.

But even the less than one percent of the blood still gave the bipedal wyvern its invulnerable scales and sharp teeth.

However, although it is invulnerable, it is less than the thickness of the tank's armor.

…… Suddenly, a large number of engines roared along several surrounding roads, and the tracks underneath several mechs propelled them to the street.

Several bipedal wyverns with human limbs hanging from their mouths flew from the other side, trying to swoop down to grab the humans below.

But the next moment, these mechs all raised their weapons in their hands.

"Boom !!"

Mike heard the roar of cannonballs in his ears, and he heard the joints of the mechs screeching as they eased the recoil of the guns.

To be precise, the weapon in the mecha's hand is not a firearm, it should be said to be a cannon, thirty-five mm, loaded with explosive armor-piercing shells.

The cannonball hit the wyverns, blasting a bloody hole in their chests.

They screamed in pain, scattered like strips of rags of cloth on the ground.

Jeeps roared into the city.

…… For a while, there was the roar of guns everywhere, accompanied by the roar of monsters.

Some figures in camouflage uniforms appeared near the two cars in front, and they dragged the people trapped in the car out of the car, and then directly caused the troop carrier truck behind them to violently crash through the blocked vehicles.

Military vehicles drove by, loaded with soldiers armed to the teeth.

The on-board Gatling and various large-caliber machine guns on several military vehicles were constantly firing at the surrounding targets.

These people around them just stared blankly, some of them directly covered their mouths, just now they were so frightened that they couldn't cry, but now they couldn't hold back their tears.

At this time, the mecha that Raman was riding in also followed closely behind the street.

As the mech's steam gushed, the hatch above slowly opened, and Raman leaned out of the hatch and stood on the mech's broad shoulders.

Then, he grabbed a flag stuck on the back of the mech, a flag gun with a tip on it, to be exact.

Of course, the tip of today's spear is mainly used for decoration and is not suitable for combat.

This is the flag of the West Francis army, and it also represents the commander of the army.

He threw the flag to Joan of Arc, who was nimble in catching it.

At that time, Joan of Arc always carried a banner because she wanted it to become the rallying point of the army she commanded, so that it could support the army's beliefs.

As long as the flag does not fall, then the army will never be broken.

But over time, because of the light of Joan of Arc itself, this military flag has become one of her symbols.

On the battlefield at that time, all the soldiers believed that when she stood on the front line with a flag gun and supervised the battle, they would be victorious

This is also the reason why Rahman gave Joan of Arc the spear.

"Next, I'll leave it to you." Raman said.

He looked inside the mech, "Aemon, you're here to help her command the entire army." ”

Inside the mecha, a young man with brown hair came out and saluted Laman.

"Yes, Chief!"

"He is my lieutenant, and his presence represents my orders." Raman said, "I'll leave this mech to you too." ”

Although Joan of Arc's brilliance still reverberates in the skies over many West Farlands, after all, decades have passed, and Joan of Arc is no longer a soldier of West Farland.

So the presence of this adjutant is necessary.

"Where are you going?" Joan of Arc asked.

"Go to the city hall, the earthquake here has caused some disruptions to the communication channel, and I have to deal with it." "If, as you say, these things that are here now are clearly just a bunch of cannon fodder to test the situation, we need to mobilize more troops and more powerful weapons. ”

He laughed, "I'm not like you, I'm at the forefront of everything. ”

As he spoke, he jumped directly from an armored car parked on the other side.

Then slowly move away.

Joan of Arc stepped on the back of the stag and slowly bent her knees, jumping onto the mech's shoulders as nimbly as if she were flying.

"Your name is Aemon, right?" Joan of Arc asked.

"Yes." Aemon hurriedly replied.

He was very excited at the moment, he had grown up listening to the legend of Joan of Arc.

But he never imagined that he would one day be able to work with Joan of Arc, and when this luck befell him, he felt himself enveloped in a deep sense of happiness.

She looked at the flag gun in her hand, the flag was tied up with a rope and wrapped around the flagpole, and she reached out to untie it.

But at this time, a two-legged dragon suddenly popped out of the roof of one side of the building.

The wyvern opened its blood basin and bit straight at Joan of Arc, who was standing on the shoulder of the mecha.

Aemon reacted and hurriedly tried to take out a gun from the cockpit, but it was obviously too late.

But the next moment.

"Boom !!"

Under the watchful eyes of the soldiers and survivors around her, Joan of Arc swept her spear to the side with one hand, and everyone could hear the crackle of the spear as it sliced through the air.

Then, there was a loud bang.

The spear smashed the bipedal wyvern into the mouth with precision, and the powerful force directly smashed the bipedal wyvern into the building on one side, directly smashing out a deep pit.

She has been managing the farm with Arthur for many years, and she has learned more than just managing the farm.

The soldiers around reacted quickly, raised the cannon of the mech, and shot at the monster.

Then, a crisp sound rang in the ears of these soldiers.

"Bell!"

Joan of Arc placed the flagpole of the flag gun on the mech's shoulder.

In the midst of the metal clashes, the Lorraine Cross fluttered with the flag and revealed to the eyes of the soldiers and survivors around it, just like the hair of a girl fluttering in the wind.

A ray of sunlight tore through the foggy sky, shining on the flag and the girl's blonde hair.

The white flag shone brightly, and the girl's blonde hair was equally shiny.

Her eyes were tough and compassionate, and her body seemed to radiate a strange holy light.

Like a living saint.

Char's fate gave her the blessing of heaven.

When she once again stands on the land of West France with the flag in hand and leads the people of this land, fate will once again favor her.

Around him, some veterans who had fought in the battlefield of Verdun in the past had a look of distraction on their faces.

They seemed to see Joan of Arc on the battlefield of Verdun decades ago, standing on the hillside with a flag in hand overlooking the war.

But this time, the brilliance on her body was even more dazzling.

For some reason, the soldiers, who were nervous about facing unknown otherworldly creatures when they set out, were now shrouded in a strong sense of security.

It seems that as long as they follow the banner, victory will surely await them in front of them.

The people who had fled here also recognized Joan of Arc standing on their shoulders, but they didn't know if what they had seen was a hallucination, so they watched in amazement and remained motionless.

But for some reason, tears kept rolling in their eyes, and their bodies trembled involuntarily.

"Daddy."

Sasha, who was held in suspicion by Mike, couldn't help but ask.

"That seems to be. Joan of Arc, right? ”

Mike touched Sasha's head and whispered.

"Yes. And we were rescued too."

"Tell me to set up a temporary shelter in the Lorraine region, and I don't know if the earthquake will come, so I have to choose an open place.

And with Lorraine as the center, clean up these wurms in all directions.

Note, though, that protecting the people is our number one goal, and eliminating these monsters is the second goal. ”

Joan of Arc calmly gave the order.

Aemon reacted, shouting with a ruddy face.

"Yes!!!"

A big chapter, and that's probably it for tonight

(End of chapter)