The trend of the war is similar to the Battle on the Thames back then. Artoria's army also became weaker, and Artoria himself wanted to charge and regain the battle by killing generals and snatching the flag.

Therefore, Artoria's goal at this moment is to privately be called the Saint by the French people and soldiers, and publicly be respected as the commander-in-chief of Joan of Arc.

Kill it. Then cut down the three flags. Then the morale that the French army relies on to maintain will collapse. Pull away the gorgeous skin named nationalism, and the mob is still a mob.

"So, I'm sorry for a girl of my age. For the sake of my face in front of my family, I'll ask you to die."

Artoria muttered without any sincerity, as if it was an apology, and then she laughed and continued to charge.

The goal of the war is now extremely clear.

"That woman wants to kill Joan of Arc! Hurry up and protect her!!" The Frenchman was not a fool. Naturally, it could be seen that Artoria changed the direction of the charge, and where was the target.

It has to be said that Joan of Arc was much more popular with his own army than Artoria. After discovering her target, the French soldiers charged and killed him without hesitation, blocking Artoria without hesitation, hoping to block it with their flesh and blood.

However, without any suspense, such efforts can only delay the speed of Artoria's advancement a little. That's all.

"Please avoid it for now-" Seeing this situation, the guards around him fought to the death, but they were like a mantis armed with a chariot, and they did not play any role at all. The queen's strength was even stronger than the legendary one. Even Laher, the first warrior in the French army, was not her opponent. Baron Giles drew his sword to protect Joan of Arc first, and looked nervously at the advancement of Artoria and the heavy cavalry under her command. Then he turned his head and persuaded Joan of Arc in this way.

"How can this be done?" Joan of Arc shook his head and refused Giles' suggestion: "The soldiers are fighting desperately, but as the commander, I want to escape at the last minute? It's absolutely not possible."

"But if you don't leave, that monster will come here!" Giles turned around and shouted at Joan of Arc, "No one can stop her! She will kill you!"

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

"You are Joan of Arc - the saint in the eyes of the French! As long as you are still alive, the French will be inspired and continue to fight!" Gilles was sweating impatiently. The shouts of killing came from his ears were getting closer and closer. He turned his head again, but found that the opponent's knight had dismounted and fought, and the vanguard was only thirty meters away from here.

"Quick, Joan of Arc--" Giles turned his head again, but found that Joan of Arc was not behind him, so scared that he almost screamed. But he heard Joan of Arc's voice coming from front of him.

"My friend of Giles. Don't forget, I also have armor on my body, I also have a long sword in my hand, I am also a warrior-I can kill people."

With such a declaration, Giles looked incredibly at the woman who had been with him for several months and looked weak and pulled out her waist. Most people always thought it was a long sword of decoration. Then the sword was like a meteor and stabbed the enemy knights who rushed towards the opposite side. Each stroke was just a slight click on the opponent's chest and then a pull. The armor on the opponent's body was directly pierced like nothing. Before the opponent could react, a blood flower burst out from his chest. Then he fell down without any suspense...

"This skill... is unheard of." Giles was surprised, as if he was a disharmonious feeling like a rabbit kicking an eagle and a sheep eating a wolf. However, the same was true, this disharmonious feeling also made Giles feel extremely beautiful. While watching Joan of Arc fight bravely, Giles felt that something was sprouting quietly in his heart...

"I'll give you the command of the battle. My friend." Then Joan of Arc's words made Giles wake up from his fantasy, and then I remember that he is still on the battlefield.

"I understand." Seeing this, Giles knew that there would be no result if he continued to argue. He agreed in a deep voice.

The battle continues.

After several hours of high-intensity combat, the soldiers on both sides began to feel tired and their morale declined to varying degrees. Especially the French in the Norman army. At this moment, fleeing soldiers had appeared. Some soldiers even turned against each other and joined the French army. Even the nobles could not stop them.

On the contrary, the French army became more and more braver in the battle. Especially after Joan of Arc's tactics played a role and the formation developed in a favorable direction to the French. The French army was as strong as rainbows. After expelling the flank light cavalry, the French heavy cavalry launched several charges on the Norman flank, and each charge greatly damaged the number and morale of the Norman army. If it weren't for Artoria's stunts, the soldiers would not collapse for any time, then Norman and the Celtics should have already appeared deserters.

But this will not be a solution after all. The effective time for Artoria's death and tyranny is four hours. Nearly three hours have been taken now. In other words, in about an hour, Artoria's army will run away in large numbers. Unless, before this, Artoria can find an effective and exciting method.

For example, kill the enemy commander.

On the battlefield, kings are against kings.

At this point, Artoria was a little breathless, probably because the previous battle was too intense - of course, Artoria was also reflecting. Sure enough, this kind of intense activity had not been carried out for a long time, and her physical fitness was slightly reduced.

"Are you that Joan of Arc from Orleans?" At this time, Artoria didn't want to fight anymore. Perhaps because the other party was a girl about the same age as her, she felt it was very new. So she started chatting with her on the battlefield.

From this we can also see that Artoria is extremely confident in her strength. She believes that as long as she takes action, the other party will have no chance at all. So before that, it is better to ask a little about what she is interested in.

"That's right." Joan of Arc waved his hand and put his sword back into the sheath. He leaned back with his right foot, and his whole body was in a bow shape, but he was ready to continue fighting at any time.

"Why do you stand up? Want to show your talents? Want honor, status, or money? A noble title, a wealthy fief, or something else?" Artoria continued to ask.

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

Difficult to understand.

Artoria is hard to understand.

Because she never believed in such things, and never thought that a person could be so selfless. It was not for jealousy or any other reason. It was because of pragmatism that Artory believed that everyone was an egoist. She could not imagine that there would be a strange idiot like Joan of Arc in this world.

But, if Joan of Arc was indeed such an idiot.

Then she should have killed her even more.

"snort--"

The next moment, the sword light suddenly appeared! The black magic patterned sword in Artoria's hand and the white shining blade in Joan of Arc's hand intersected, and the black and white sword light instantly covered the surrounding range several meters!

Both sides drew their swords at a very fast speed. In the blink of an eye, thousands of moves were used. Artoria found that the wrist power he was proud of seemed to have no effect on his opponent. The opponent's moves were slender and stretched, like a flowing water. He did not fight head-on with him at all, but used clever techniques to remove his strength. The defense was quite close. However, one or two counterattacks were as unstoppable as a mountain torrent, and the hardness and softness were extremely strong.

At the same time, Joan of Arc was also shocked by Artoria's strength. During the first encounter, Joan of Arc was almost shocked by her power and could not hold the hilt of the sword. Artoria's terrifying offensive like a storm made Joan of Arc unable to deal with it. Joan of Arc, who had originally specialized in defense, could only take the defensive completely. At the same time, he tried his best to find opportunities to counterattack. Even so, there were many times when Joan of Arc broke through his defense line by the opponent without paying attention, and almost got his head and head apart...

"Strong enemy." After a while fighting, both of them gave their opponents such an evaluation in their hearts. At the same time, they were more careful and worked harder.

However, the current situation is beneficial to Joan of Arc. The French army has already gained the upper hand by relying on its advantages in formation and number of people. Under the command of Giles, the French army gradually completed the encirclement of the Norman United Army and firmly divided and eroded it.

Therefore, Joan of Arc can take the defensive position, and as long as he persists for a while, the French army will win. However, Artoria must continue to attack and kill his opponent before his army collapses.

However, Artoria is Artoria after all, and the Queen of Celtic is not such a good person to meet. Taking advantage of the time of fighting weapons, Artoria quickly retreated several steps, and then shouted to the knights who were watching the battle next to her but could not get involved: "What are you waiting for?! Keep charging! Cut down the three enemy flags!!"

Norman, the Celtic Knights woke up as if they were dreaming, and continued to charge towards the top of the mountain.

"Damn it-" Joan of Arc naturally understood the meaning of these flags. He wanted to stop them, but was once again entangled by Artoria.
Chapter completed!