Cute Girl Guardian

Bringing the news back to Orleans can certainly boost morale, but only one squad is enough, and the transfer of the entire army is tantamount to putting Sanlu Fortress in danger.

Successfully captured Sanlu Fortress, if it was a conventional battle, the siege of Orleans was equivalent to lifting half, and the rest only needed to fight steadily, the probability of failure was not high.

But this is not an ordinary battle. England still has special troops, not to mention that there are still a lot of strongholds around the Sanlu Fortress, and it will take some manpower and time to clean it up.

The gate of Sanlu Fortress was destroyed again, even if it was temporarily repaired, it would not be as powerful as before. Jeanne's current subordinate, Dinoir, was not optimistic.

"After the Earl leaves, the troops in the fortress will also be dispatched to clean up the surrounding strongholds, and no troops will be left behind," Joan of Arc said calmly, looking at Dinoir.

"...to lure the enemy..." Dinoir was not stupid. On the contrary, as the commander of an army, he was very experienced in this area. If the fortress was empty, the English invaders might come back to counterattack.

"Saint, don't forget that army from England, even if you succeed in luring the enemy. It's hard to cause too much threat with the current army alone, maybe it will be really broken"

"It's just to wait for that army to come. Instead of worrying about when the opponent will appear on the battlefield, it is better to create opportunities for them to appear." Turning around.Jeanne said firmly.

At night, the sparsely manned Sanlu Fortress was waiting for the opponent's attack.

The Dead Apostles would not show up on the battlefield blatantly, which would be tantamount to exposing themselves to the church, and they would feel that it was more possible to do something at night.

"Please let me stay and fight together." The flames in his eyes burned.Dunoy had waited countless times for revenge.

Although I don't know why Joan of Arc is sure that the team will go to attack Sanlu Fortress, and it seems to have absolute confidence, but what happened before, and the firmness in Joan's words, made Dunoy subconsciously choose to believe.

"No one will stay in the fortress except me and Xiaoyou. This is also necessary to lure them. Please also ask the earl to return to Orleans with reinforcements."

The city is empty, and Joan of Arc is alone on the wall. As long as the English are not stupid, they will know that there is a problem.The possibility of sending that team out at night is not low.

Her intuition told her that the other party would definitely come.

"...yes" with an unwilling expression on his face, the team that defeated him so badly really wanted to fight again to avenge his former subordinates.

After repairing for several hours, the mixed light and heavy cavalry led by Dunoy set foot on the road back to Orleans again. The sound of horseshoes disappeared faintly, leaving a cloud of smoke in the air.

Not long after, Bertrand, Gilles, and Demes also led the remaining soldiers to go out to attack the small surrounding strongholds, and were ordered to bring three days of dry food, and were forbidden to return during this time.A small number of seriously injured soldiers were also escorted back to the rear.

You Feng and Joan of Arc were left in Nuo Da's fortress, sitting leisurely on the wall of the fortress.

"Does Xiaoyou think that the army of the dead will come?" Sitting beside Youfeng, Joan said with a little fatigue, it was her first time on the battlefield.It's normal to feel uncomfortable after another busy day.

"Joan of Arc feels that it will come, so it will come~" Youfeng said relaxedly, shaking her legs casually.

In his memory, Joan's ability has a strange ability of revelation, and it is difficult to express the ability to choose the most correct path for the achievement of the goal.

Anyway, she probably will come when she said she will come, right?

"They will come. But..." Joan frowned, how should I put it, it seems that strange things will happen, very weird things...

"It's good to be here, by the way, they found something good in Sanlu Fortress today." As long as it's not an ancestor-level guy, it should be fine normally.

Thinking of what he saw during the day, You Feng floated down, and after a while, he brought up a long and thin box and placed it in front of Joan of Arc.

"This is..." Aura of iron and blood came out through the box, Joan of Arc asked in surprise.

Open the slender box, the white battle flag is wrapped inside, and there is still a little bloody smell in the simplicity, although it has not been unfolded, but you can see it directly, and you can faintly see the red color of blood on the edge of the battle flag. It was the source of the bloody smell.

Leaving the long black box, the bloody white battle flag fluttered in the wind, even the peaceful Joan of Arc could not help but ignite a fighting spirit.

"Iris banner? Something different"

The pitch-black slender flagpole of nearly three meters, the white battle flag stained with blood, and the fleur-de-lis flag embroidered in the center, but it seemed a little different from the flags Joan of Arc had seen before.

"It seems to be the royal battle flag of the era of King Philip II of France 200 years ago. Later, it was defeated and became the trophy of Richard the Lionheart. It was given to the Duke of Burgundy as a token of friendship, but it was snatched by us before it was used."

Looking at the battle flag, Youfeng was also admiring, this has been promoted to the level of a heroic treasure, right?

Philip II can be regarded as one of the most outstanding kings in the history of France. He was born in the same era as Richard the Lionheart of England, Frederick of the Holy Roman Empire and Saladin of the Muslims.

All three are famous emperors who have left behind legends in history, and Philip II is even more outstanding, and it can be said that he ruled the roost for an era.

When he was born, the royal family was in decline, and the land that could be effectively controlled was less than one-fifteenth of the whole of France. It can be said that it was in a worse state than it is now.

Because of his birth, the decline of the dynasty was avoided, and France took the first step towards centralization.

By the way, the other three people are all dead, he is still alive calmly, and he is alive quite well, when Richard the Lionheart and Frederick's successor die, he is still not dead...

During Philip II's period, France fought countless battles, and the flag became a symbol.

Only when he lost in the last battle with the Lionheart King and was attacked by multiple enemies at the same time, the battle flag became the Lionheart King's trophy.

After that the Lionheart signed a five-year truce with Philip II, and then... he died. (.)

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Chapter 840 Brother-in-law?

"It seems to have finally come." Sitting in Joan's arms (don't ask why, this is an irresistible factor of the hero's body), Youfeng looked expectantly at the distance of the fortress.

Under the dark night, a dozen figures could be vaguely seen galloping towards the direction of Sanlu Fortress without any pause.

"It's a bit abnormal." Joan of Arc hugged Youfeng with both hands, the dead disciples below are too out of line with Xiaoyou's characteristics, too ostentatious, and there are only a dozen of them?

"Forget it, it's right to confirm that it's a dead disciple. Let's talk after the fight." Leaving from Joan's arms, Youfeng's body quickly turned into purple-black light powder, and disappeared in front of Joan's eyes.

"Next, no passage" The purple-black light powder re-condensed into a human figure, appearing in front of more than a dozen figures.

"Smelly brat, get out of here if you don't want to die!" The figure froze for a moment, then continued to charge towards him without slowing down, and a ferocious and anxious roar sounded at the same time.

You Feng frowned and found that there seemed to be something wrong with these dead disciples. The first reaction when seeing him was not to be on guard, but a more anxious reaction.