Continental Warriors Yoo Ma

It's just that the special wood produced in Sherwood Forest and used to make longbows cannot be supplied to the French army.

Fortunately, the North France Trading Company has found a substitute in Scandinavia through its own business network.

Compared with the original English version, the fake French longbow has a one-third shorter service life, but there is not much difference in power, range, and rate of fire, and it is already a usable weapon.

Of course, training a qualified archer is not something that can be accomplished overnight.

At least, Ma Youfu estimated that in the Battle of Paris, these longbowmen could not be put on the battlefield.

But it doesn't matter, after the Battle of Paris, there will be a battle to recover Normandy.After that, there was the battle to recover the Guienne area.

Bordeaux and other places in southwestern France have been ruled by England for 300 years since the Anjou Dynasty, and the residents there have long since disowned the French king.

It takes a little effort to gnaw down this hard bone, and there is also a stage for the newly formed longbow troops to play.

Moreover, helping the marshals to train a more professional infantry unit than recruiting militias and mercenaries is also to enhance the strength of these warlords in disguise.

After the recovery of Northern France, these generals with heavy troops in their hands will also give Charles VII a headache, so that they will not always focus on Ma Youfu.

After arriving at Reims Cathedral, the Archbishop warmly welcomed Joan and his party, and asked her about her travels this winter.

Regarding the sudden appearance of the undead army in the Roman era during the First Battle of Chalons, the Holy See concluded that "some kind of unusually powerful energy fluctuations of necromantic magic awakened the corpses buried under the ancient battlefield."

This conclusion is basically close to the final truth.But the only regret is that the source was not found.

After listening to Joan of Arc's story about the trip to Cologne, the Archbishop of Reims took out a map of Europe, found the city of Cologne on the Rhine, picked up a paintbrush, and changed the original yellow circle to red.

"The written information sent by the Holy See did not describe the alien enemies encountered in Cologne in detail, so that it is difficult for me to judge the level of threat caused by this celestial sphere convergence phenomenon. Now I have listened to your introduction. , I can be sure that this is a very serious disaster. If it is not handled properly, a kingdom is likely to be destroyed because of it.”

Joan of Arc carefully observed the map that the archbishop took out, and found that in addition to Cologne, Dijon, the capital of the Principality of Burgundy, the Dublin area on the island of Ireland, Asturias in the upper left corner of the Iberian Peninsula, and Hungary. The Carpathian Mountains region and the frigid Livonia region were all circled in red by the Archbishop of Reims.

"Archbishop, have celestial-sphere interactions occurred in these places this winter?"

"Yes. And they are all celestial sphere convergence phenomena that can cause serious damage. You have personally experienced the two celestial sphere convergences in Dijon and Cologne, so it should be clear." Archbishop Lance said, "The space barriers in this world seem to be getting weaker and weaker. Stable, that's why there are more and more celestial sphere convergence phenomena, and the scale is getting bigger and bigger..."

Joan nodded, and asked again: "Aside from red, is there a more terrifying phenomenon of the intersection of the celestial spheres?"

Archbishop Lance did not answer directly, but pointed to a paintbrush stained with black ink: "If there is a more terrifying phenomenon of celestial sphere convergence, a black paintbrush will be used. It will be enough to overthrow a huge empire and make the entire continent Endure the torment of death and suffering! The great and glorious Roman Empire back then experienced three consecutive black-level catastrophes before it fell apart and went to destruction."

Afterwards, he paused for a moment, and said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, we are not standing still. Compared with the ancient times, farmers today can produce more grain per acre, so they can support more believers of the Seven Saints." .Our swords are sharper than before, and our armor is stronger. There are also new weapons such as gunpowder... I believe that as long as everyone is united under the glory of the seven saints, no matter how terrible the disaster is, we can deal with it. Of course, If it really comes to the kind of crisis that no one wants to see, we need heroes to stand up and unite people."

Seeing the meaningful eyes of the Archbishop of Lance, Joan could only nod silently.

After leaving the cathedral, seeing that Joan was preoccupied, An Wen comforted her, "Jeanna, don't put too much burden on yourself. The confluence of the celestial spheres is not necessarily a bad thing. My ethnic group also came to this world through the confluence of the celestial spheres." .”

"Don't worry, An Wen, I won't feel any pressure. I don't think too much. I just follow the guidance of the Seven Sages and act on my intuition."

"I'll support you behind my back."

The two beautiful girls smiled at each other and walked towards Ma Youfu's manor.

After going through a harsh winter together, especially after fighting side by side in Cologne, they became good friends who could talk to each other and trust each other with their lives.

In the battle with the vampire lord, if An Wen's bow and arrow had not provided strong support, Joan of Arc would not have been able to approach the enemy smoothly and stab the deadly sword.

Fifty German knights went to the military camp outside the city under the guidance of the logistics officer.And the elf archery instructors also went to report to their respective commanders.

Not long after, there were only Joan of Arc, An Wen, and a few guards left in the team.

The two walked out of the city gate, and soon saw the iconic Renaissance Roman columns and vaulted roofs of Ma Youfu Manor in the lush and green suburban fields.

"It's almost here!" The blond girl who put down the burden of the image of the saint couldn't help cheering.

"Jeanna, do you miss my employer so much?" An Wen smiled, "But, although he has many shortcomings, in my opinion, he is the only man in the whole continent who is worthy of you."

"Please don't talk nonsense, An Wen!" Joan of Arc said with a blushing face, "It is rumored that the teacher is already engaged to the princess of Burgundy. Although others put a lot of dazzling halos on my head, in the final analysis, I am just a person from Donremy's country girl. If it weren't for the teacher, I'm afraid I don't even know the words now..."

Although she justified her mouth, a different kind of emotion still floated in the girl's heart.

Except for her father, brother and relatives, since Joan of Arc left her hometown and embarked on the road to save the country, the men she met can be divided into four categories.

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First, just like those German knights who insisted on coming to France as followers, they regard her as the spokesperson of the gods in the world.In the eyes of these people, the divinity in the girl is far greater than the humanity.

The second is high-ranking political figures such as Charles VII or the Archbishop of Reims.In their eyes, Joan of Arc's appeal is a powerful tool for controlling people's hearts.She is more political than human.

The third is those evil people who are corrupt, depraved, and devoid of faith.They want to achieve the purpose of blasphemy by defiled the girl's body.Such a person usually cannot survive for three seconds under the sword of Joan of Arc.

The fourth is the Englishman who regards her as the biggest threat and wants to get rid of her quickly.

But Ma Youfu is different from others.

Joan of Arc's keen intuition can feel that the other party treats herself as an ordinary girl with flesh and blood.

This made her feel very comfortable and relaxed, with a sense of security that she could put down all her burdens in front of Ma Youfu.

An Wen, who was on the side, saw the light in Joan's eyes and softened. She shrugged helplessly and said, "As an elf whose lifespan is much longer than that of a human, we pay more attention to a long-term and stable relationship. So we will only have one As long as the ceremony is performed in front of the sacred tree, they will be together for a lifetime. Therefore, I cannot understand the desire of you humans-especially men, to always take every opportunity to mate with as many opposite sexes as possible. Is this because A sense of reproductive crisis that comes with a short life? Anyway, I can't be unfaithful. But you don't seem to care too much?

Okay, let's go too far.As far as I know, my employer, the Marquis, has many women around him.And Jeanna, you feel that your identity is not worthy of the other party.So, are you going to be his lover? "

"This... I didn't think about it that much at all..." The girl's cheeks were burning badly, and she talked about him from left to right.

Fortunately, the two had arrived at the manor at this time, and ended this heart-pounding topic.

"Good morning, Didi, you are still as hardworking as ever, and you have started to grow your own vegetables?" The elf girl greeted the halfling housekeeper who was working hard in the vegetable garden.

Didi raised his head, saw the appearance of the person coming, hurriedly washed his hands, took off his mud-stained coat, and greeted him.

"Good morning, Miss An Wen, and Mrs. Saintess. It's really rare that you came back three days early."

"The Duke of Burgundy repaired the road and erected several new bridges, which made our return journey much smoother, so we returned to Reims three days earlier than expected in the previous summons." Joan of Arc explained.

Looking at the halfling dressed as a farmer, the elf girl asked curiously: "Didi, your monthly salary is one-tenth of mine, isn't it enough? You need to grow your own food like a farmer?"

A few days ago, I heard from the slightly drunk Ma Youfu that "In Seris, everyone has the talent to grow vegetables, and they like to grow vegetables in their own gardens. Because only the food harvested through personal labor is the freshest. Delicious." Didi felt that it was very reasonable after the untruthful words.

So the halfling butler, who had a high pursuit of food, started working as a farmer in the garden.

"In another month, the two beautiful ladies will be able to eat the vegetables I planted with my own hands." The halfling showed off the fruits of his labor all the way.

"So that's the case, then I'm looking forward to your results." An Wen nodded and asked, "Where is Lord Marquis?"

"Uh... Your lord hasn't woken up yet. He's been 'working' too much in the past few days, and he doesn't get up until noon every day."

An Wen didn't hear the meaning in the halfling's words, and still walked straight to Ma Youfu's bedroom.

I've been running around all winter, and finally got back to Lance, but you're sleeping?As an employer, Ma Youfu, shouldn't he take the initiative to welcome outstanding employees?

Joan of Arc is not familiar with human etiquette like the proud elf girl. After hearing Didi say that he invented several desserts, she went to the restaurant.

An Wen came to Ma Youfu's bedroom alone, and immediately smelled a strange smell after opening the door.

With a glance of her ruby-like eyes, she saw women's underwear scattered on the floor, made of never-before-seen lingerie.

One black and one white, there are two sets.

Where are the stockings?

Of course he didn't take it off.

That's the way to go.

On the big bed, the gorgeous velvet quilt was raised high, and it was still slightly undulating up and down. There seemed to be more than one person covering it...

An Wen, who had a keen sense of hearing, quickly turned red in her pointed ears.Before the elf girl turned around and fled, she heard the man's heavy voice: "You two stop smoking, it seems that someone has come in..."

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Time flies, and soon it will be early summer in June.

At this time, the climate in northern France was still cool, but the flames of war continued to smolder under the armistice agreement, scorching everyone in the game, sweating profusely.

After countless parliamentary squabbles and lengthy resource allocations, the English finally took action.

On June [-], the two fleets departed from the Port of London respectively.

One of the smaller convoys carried Edmund Beaufort, Earl of Somerset, nephew of the Archbishop of Beaufort, with his retinue and bodyguard.

This ambitious young aristocrat will land on the Cotentin Peninsula, and then head south all the way to the Mann region to carry out the withdrawal of troops agreed in the ceasefire agreement.

Another large fleet, escorted by the Royal Navy, sailed to Rouen.

The fleet consisted of 180 soldiers, 56 and [-] knights, [-] nobles, [-] clergy, [-] servants, a king and a saint.

Although there is some discrepancy between the age and the real history, King Henry VI, who is only 14 years old this year, will lead this huge team to Paris to be crowned King of France.

Since the Archbishop of Beaufort and the Duke of Gloucester both stayed in England and continued to fight for power and profit, they were unable to accompany them. Therefore, apart from the nominal supreme commander Henry VI, the actual leader of this team was Earl William Hogil.

For this rookie who has not made his mark in English politics for a long time, being able to play such an important role in the king's coronation ceremony will undoubtedly bring huge glory and political dividends to the family.

"As long as we firmly grasp this opportunity, maybe the Hogil family can win the duke's crown under my leadership!" Looking at the surging waves in front of him, Earl Hogil was overwhelmed.

The titles of dukes in England are all in the pockets of the royal relatives.The ambitious Earl Hogil wanted to break this unspoken rule and become the first Duke of England not of Plantagenet blood.

After the fleet arrived in Rouen, Earl Hogil accompanied Henry VI and stepped off the naval flagship "Royal Seven Saints".

However, the mayor of Rouen, who came to meet him, showed a flustered expression when he heard that His Royal Highness wanted to enter the city and visit the Rouen Cathedral.

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"Your Excellency Mayor, if you have any difficulties, you can tell us. There is His Majesty the King here, and Miss Elizabeth, so you don't have to worry about it." Earl Hogil said kindly.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, the mayor of Rouen had no choice but to say honestly under the watchful eyes of many nobles: "Your Majesty the King, the merciful saint, and other nobles. Now the Black Death is breaking out in the city of Rouen. Three blocks have been blocked, for the sake of your safety, it is best not to enter the city. It is the best choice to stop at the port and continue south."

Although the outbreak of the Black Death has ended, this deadly plague has not been cured in Europe, and sporadic outbreaks will occur from time to time.

After the outbreak of the Rouen epidemic this time, the mayor did not adopt traditional treatment methods such as "praying all night" or "cutting off the tongue of the blasphemer".

Through some unspeakable channels, he obtained a copy of the "Handbook of Sanitation Popularization and Disease Prevention and Control" written in French.

It is said that the author of this pamphlet is that Sirisian.

Although Ma Youfu is a hated enemy in England, he has to admit that this guy is indeed very capable.Although he accommodated many refugees in Reims, there was no large-scale outbreak of plague in the crowded refugee camp throughout the winter.

The mayor of Rouen, though loyal to England, was a native of Normandy and knew where his roots lay.In order to save the city, it is not impossible to learn from the enemy.

Now the plague in the city is under control, but Rouen Cathedral happens to be located in the epidemic area.

In his opinion, His Royal Highness the king just take a look at the tall Gothic spire of the cathedral from a distance, and don't put yourself in danger for some stupid interests.

When Charles VI heard the words "Black Death", his face turned pale with fright.If he hadn't had to maintain a minimum of kingly demeanor under the watchful eyes of everyone, he might have fled back to the ship long ago.

Other nobles also turned pale upon hearing of the plague.The desolate scene of ten rooms and nine empty rooms in London recorded in the history books because of the Black Death is really terrible!

Only one girl came forward.

Elizabeth Fisher, 15, daughter of a fish shop owner, is now a saint by profession.