Chapter 17 Section 1 Garter Saintess Sword
The sun was setting, and the twilight was sinking.At this time, the great city of Troyes was completely silent, there was neither noise nor smoke in the city, the dark gates of the city were tightly closed, and it was very desolate.More than three hundred paces away from the city, a vast expanse of tents has been set up, the tents are either white or gray, the sound of shouts comes and goes, and the flags stand everywhere, like a barracks where a large army is stationed.In the middle of the camp stands a large flag, on which is painted the gold-edged irises of the French royal family. The flag curls slightly with the night wind, making it very eye-catching.
Richard stared at the big banner for a while, sighed slightly, lowered his head, made a sign of the cross on his chest, and murmured: "May God bless you." At this time, he was in Troyes and outside the city. In a grove between the barracks, only twenty steps away from the outer fence of the camp, he lay down under a beech tree motionless, his legs curled up as tight as iron.
When a group of patrolling soldiers passed by, Richard secretly practiced lightness kung fu, kicked his legs violently, and suddenly moved his body lightly, like lightning, without a sound, he came under the fence after a few ups and downs.Without stopping, he twisted his waist, plucked the green onions from the dry land by castration, jumped onto the daughter's fence, slightly supported his right hand, turned over and jumped into the camp.These few movements of the rabbit ups and downs are clean and neat, showing the demeanor of a famous artist.
As soon as Richard landed, a soldier walked out of the tent, and the two happened to look at each other.The soldier was startled when he saw a man in black suddenly appearing in front of him, and wanted to shout.Richard didn't say a word, he pushed forward with both palms and spit out his internal energy.There was a "click" on the soldier's chest, and he immediately fainted to the ground.Seeing that no one was paying attention, Richard dragged the soldier into a corner, and said to himself, "I didn't want to hurt you, but for the sake of the soldiers and people of Troyes, please forgive me." , At this time, he shot and hurt someone, and his heart was very uneasy.
At this time, when the camp was changing defenses, Richard stripped off the soldier's clothes and put them on his own body. He walked out, bowed his head and kept his voice down, looking at the big banner as he walked. No one noticed any flaws along the way.After a while, he saw a plain white tent set up under the banner, more than twice the size of the surrounding tents. Two soldiers stood in front of the door with swords in their hands, with serious faces on their faces, presumably it was where the commander was.
Richard didn't dare to get close, so he had to go around quietly behind the tent, took out a dagger in his arms and quietly cut a small hole in the tarpaulin, and took a closer look.He originally thought that since this big tent was the commander's residence, it must be full of maps, wine, armor and weapons.Unexpectedly, the interior of the tent is very simple, except for the camp bed, there is only a statue of the Virgin Mary and a wooden cross without any decoration.A soybean oil lamp was placed in front of the statue of the Virgin, and a blond girl in a short linen robe knelt on the felt, bowing her head to the wooden statue and the cross in prayer, with a devout expression.
This girl was only sixteen or seventeen years old, tall and slender, with a pretty face, but there was an awe-inspiring heroism between her brows.Richard thought to himself: "To break the siege of the city of Troyes, it will fall on this girl. For the sake of her faith in the Lord, I will try not to hurt her life." He moved his feet lightly, planning How to sneak in.
Unexpectedly, the girl seemed to have a feeling in her heart, and slowly turned her head.Richard was startled, and before he could think about it, suddenly a shell passed through the gap in the tent and hit him head-on.In a hurry, Richard had to raise his hand to pick it up, but the shell was coming so violently that he couldn't control the strength, and he crushed it with a "click".This shell was originally a frivolous object, but the girl's toss threw it with a force like wind and thunder, the strength of her hand is really not small.
The girl stood up from the felt, straightened her clothes, and said coldly, "Where is the guest? Why don't you come in and tell me." Seeing that the luggage had been leaked, Richard straightened his chest, tore off the tarpaulin, and stepped into the room. Inside the tent, he said loudly: "I am Brother Richard from the Sistorian Order in Troyes, and I am here to pay a visit to the general." Richard saw that the blond girl was pretty and childish, but there was a broad knife hanging from her waist. Long Jian couldn't help but ask:
"That Jeanne d'Arc of Orleans...could it be you?" The girl smiled slightly, as a tacit consent.Her face was like a silver plate, her eyes were blue, and she was carrying a beautiful embryo.
The name of Joan of Arc is now well-known throughout France.She had a mysterious background and was born half a year ago. She turned the tide and led the French army to defeat England in several battles in Orleans, Jargeau, Beaugency, and Patys. Reims, the land of the emperor's dragon prosperity.Richard originally thought she was a valiant heroine, but unexpectedly, she turned out to be such a delicate and juicy little girl.He settled down and said earnestly: "The city of Troyes has been besieged by the general for three days, and the city has been terrified overnight. I implore the general, for the sake of fellow French compatriots, to retreat." As soon as he picked it up, he immediately reprimanded: "France is at stake now, and it's time for all the people to join forces with His Royal Highness to fight against the British dogs. Before you, the city of Troyes, you sat idly by and stayed out of the matter, but now you come to recite the friendship of your compatriots. Laugh?" The girl's voice was crisp and clear, and her words were so eloquent that it was hard to argue for a while.Richard hesitated for a moment and then said: "I have no right to comment on the state affairs. It's just that the people in the city are innocent, and I can't bear to see them suffer from military disasters. God has the virtue of good life. You and I are believers. I hope you will take care of them." Zhen De stretched out his hand to push his blond hair back to his shoulders, stared at him with his blue eyes, and then said: "As long as you hang the iris king flag on the top of the city and swear allegiance to the crown prince, I will naturally have no reason to send troops." Reasonable." Richard frowned and said, "I came here tonight to go out of the city privately to plead for the people, and I didn't have the authorization of the nobles in the city. I'm just a white monk, so I really have no right to make decisions." Joan of Arc pressed her hand on the hilt of her sword, Taking two steps closer, his eyes were sharp: "Our army wants to capture Lance and crown the crown prince. I don't have that much patience to waste here. If we don't open the city tomorrow, our army will do it. There is no way around this matter." Zha sighed and said: "If the general refuses to step back, I will only be offended." As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly made a move with both palms, as fast as lightning.He was a monk in the Sisto Order since he was a child, and he learned the martial arts of the Holy See in the Vatican.The Vatican sect has existed for thousands of years, and has countless believers. It has a very high status in the European martial arts, and the martial arts handed down are also authentic.What Richard used at this time was the Gospel of Luke among the Gospels of the Twelve Apostles of the Holy See.
The Gospel of Luke is good at fighting the slow with the fast. It is a unique skill created by St. Luke's painstaking efforts. It was praised by his master Jesus as "as fast as thunder, as if the father is angry".Richard made a sudden move at this time. With his mighty internal strength, he calculated in his heart that he would be able to capture Joan of Arc in one fell swoop, and then use her to threaten the French army to retreat.Unexpectedly, when he pushed with both palms, Joan of Arc did not dodge or dodge, but also raised her small Yingying hands, and greeted her abruptly.Richard was afraid that the force of his palm would damage her pulse, and was about to shrink back a little, but Joan of Arc pressed her tightly. The two clapped their palms together, and each took three steps back.Richard only felt that his blood was surging, and he could hardly stand upright; looking at Joan of Arc again, she looked as if nothing had happened, her complexion was still as crystal as jade, and she stood there calmly.As soon as they fought just now, Richard felt that the inner strength of the woman in front of him was straight and strong, which was the orthodox inner strength of Christ.Christ's internal strength is purely faith-based, the more faithful the faith, the greater the power of the internal strength. After this fight, it is clear that Joan's heart of faith in the Lord is better than that of Richard.
The matter has come to this point, and it is too late to regret.Knowing that there was no turning back, Richard stepped forward again, and unfolded the essence of Luke's gospel one by one.Between the two of them, five or six moves have been dismantled back and forth.The more Richard fights, the more frightened he becomes. Joan of Arc's offense and defense are quite methodical, and her martial arts are extremely exquisite.I rely on the strictness of the Gospel of Luke to be barely invincible.He knew that it would be bad for him to procrastinate any longer, so he switched to another version of John's Gospel, turned his palm into fingers, and made countless fingers, pointing at Joan like a violent shower.This time, even Joan was slightly surprised.
It should be known that the Vatican's twelve evangelical unique learnings are exquisite and profound.It is already a blessing for ordinary monks to learn one subject well. It is really rare for Richard to be able to learn both the Gospels of Luke and John at the same time.
Seeing Richard's real kung fu, Jeanne's face became serious, her hands fluttered up and down like angel wings, and her posture was indescribably graceful, gently brushing John's fingers away one by one.When Richard saw it, he was terribly shocked, and couldn't help shouting: "This...is this an angel punch?" Before he finished speaking, he had already received dozens of "bang bang" strokes on his left shoulder and right chest, and immediately fell. He fell to the ground, feeling sore and numb all over.When the guard outside the door heard the movement, he rushed in and pushed him to the ground in a hurry.Joan stopped her move, signaled to her subordinates, and said, "This man pleaded for the people and ventured into the camp at a risk. He is a righteous man. Don't embarrass him." Richard struggled to get up, dripping with sweat, and shouted, "Your Excellency and Belle!" What would Juyin call it?" This shout was beyond Joan's expectation.She told the guards to let go, and wondered, "How do you know I'm a Beguin?" Richard sneered and said, "If you want people to know, you have to do it yourself." When the Virgin Mary was pregnant, there was an angel of rejoicing He flapped his wings and fell from the sky, telling her that he was a virgin and that Jesus was coming to the world.In order to commemorate this sacrament, later generations developed this boxing method, which is called Angel Tongbiquan.It's just that this martial art has been lost for a long time and is little known.Brother Richard is addicted to martial arts like his life, and he has dabbled in all kinds of martial arts in Europe.He once saw the origin of this boxing method in a marginal note of an old "Bible", saying that there might be fragments of Beguin.
The Peguin Society is also a well-known sect in Jianghu, all of them are nuns, they usually keep a low profile and rarely intervene in martial arts disputes.At this time, he shouted out, unexpectedly guessing right.Joan's eyes flickered, and she suddenly pursed her lips into a smile: "You are really interesting. Seeing that your life is gone, you don't come to beg for mercy, but ask my teacher first. What a martial idiot." Richard said: "I'm ashamed, I just I have read a lot, but I have practiced less. If you say you are really talented, it is not worth showing in front of girls." Joan of Arc said: "You have been punched by my angel, and your blood is suffocating at this moment. It takes three minutes to relieve. If you walk forcibly, you may suffer from sequelae. You might as well stay a little longer before going back to the city." She asked someone to carry a wooden chair, and asked Richard to sit down with his support.Richard struggled a few times, and found that what Joan of Arc said was true, his limbs were as stiff as death, and he could only be manipulated by others.Seeing that he had sat down, Joan waved his hands to leave.Several guards were in awe of the little girl, and without asking a word, they all left the tent, leaving only the two of them in the tent for a while.Joan put the long sword aside, loosened the belt, and let her golden hair hang down her shoulders, which was gorgeous against the backdrop of the oil lamp.Rao is Richard's determination, and his breathing is also suffocated.Joan of Arc sat on the edge of the bed, touched the scabbard with one hand, and asked, "The angel's fist is the secret of my Beguin society. How do you know, monk?" Richard said: "I I saw it in an ancient "Bible." Joan of Arc said: "Do you like reading?" Richard said: "The monastery has a lot of books, so naturally there is no book that you can't read." Joan of Arc envied: "That's great. , There are so many books to read. Since I was young, I only know how to practice and pray, and apart from the Bible, I read too few other books." There seemed to be some regret in his eyes.
Richard suddenly sternly said: "Beguin will be far away on the banks of the Rhine, and he usually lives in seclusion, but now he suddenly intervenes in the affairs of France. What is his intention?" Joan of Arc said seriously: "Although I learned art at Beguin, it An authentic Frenchman born in Lorraine. Now that the country is in trouble, how can I stand idly by? This has nothing to do with the Beguin Society. But you, the monk, keep talking about the affairs of France, and Troyes is also a city under the rule of France. Enemy with the king's army?" Richard gritted his teeth and said, "Since I fell into the hands of the general, I only blame myself for my inexperience, so I let you handle it." Joan opened her eyes wide and said, "Why did I ever say that I would execute you? Killing Brother Richard, wouldn’t I be scolded by the soldiers and civilians in Troyes?” Richard was stunned: “General, do you recognize me?” Joan of Arc smiled and said: “The name of Brother Richard, although the little girl I’m not talented, but I’ve heard of it before. You helped the orphans and widows in Troyes, led the crowd to open up wasteland, farmed fields and accumulated grain, worked hard for decades, and turned the call to the poor people. You are called the ‘Saint of Troyes’, right?” These are all true things, so Richard said frankly: "Yes, it is the next one. God has the virtue of loving life, Saint Jesus has a compassionate heart, and the Holy Mother is merciful. These three are above. As a servant of God, I am This is how you should act." Joan of Arc patted the scabbard and was very grateful: "It would be great if the French were as knowledgeable as you, sir!" Richard sighed: "I think the general believes in my lord, but it is not true. Cruel people, why bother to besiege the city and block the roads, cutting off the livelihood of the people in the city?" Joan of Arc looked towards the direction of Troyes, with a look of disgust on her white face: "Sir, what you said is wrong, I led the king The northern army begged for the British dogs, sweeping up the world, but those nobles were on both sides, disregarding the safety of the people for their own self-interest. They are the real sinners!" She said later, her tone was full of resentment.Richard was silent when he heard the words.When Joan of Arc's army first besieged.A group of aristocrats in Troyes have ulterior motives and quarrel endlessly over the surrender and war, but the people in the city are short of food and clothing, suffering unspeakably.Richard was so angry that he left the city in anger and came to assassinate alone.Thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing: "What the general said is true. I just feel sorry for the innocent people. I can't bear to suffer from the military disaster." The war between Britain and France lasted for a hundred years, and the civilians were deeply tortured. Richard has witnessed the tragedy since he was a child. , I feel deeply.At this moment, when he thought of those common people suffering disaster again, his heart surged and his eye circles turned slightly red.
Joan of Arc stared at Li for a long time, stood up from the bed silently, walked up to him, leaned over and said in a low voice, "Joan of Arc empathizes with Li's thoughts and thoughts. The village where I was born was also destroyed by the war. I'm not the type to rely on my courage to kill, and I can't help myself... I just hope that this war will end soon." There was a hint of fatigue in his tone.Richard smelled the fragrance and was intoxicated.He looked at Joan's blue eyes, which were like two clear pools of water, and thought to himself that the general who is always on the battlefield is just a girl after all.
Just as Richard was thinking, a pair of warm little hands suddenly grasped his hands, and a burst of warm internal force was transmitted from his hands to Richard's body, and traveled all over his body.This internal force is harmonious and modest, where the rivers and lakes are, the blood is comfortable and alive, Richard suddenly felt that the limbs moved as usual, and he was greatly benefited, and moved: "Miss Joan, why waste your internal energy for me!" Joan urged to activate With Richard's blood, he turned around and walked to the cross, held up the statue of the Virgin Mary, and said with a solemn expression: "Brother Richard, I swore in front of this statue of the Virgin that I would restore the entire territory of France and save all people from fire and water. No regrets! If you believe me, please go back and urge them to open the city." Richard saw that although she had a strong expression, she couldn't hide the faint fatigue on her brows, and he couldn't help sighing to himself: France is a big country, but there is no hero. A knight, but let this slender girl shoulder the great task of restoring the country.
He hesitated for a while, not knowing what to do, so he crossed himself across his chest and murmured: "If you really want to open the city..." Suddenly, the tarpaulin above the two of them cracked. Voice.With a flash of silver light, a black shadow came straight towards Joan from top to bottom.This blow was like a thunderbolt, and the silver star fell straight down. Joan of Arc couldn't retreat, she leaned back, barely able to avoid the sharpness of the attacker, but she was cut off a few strands of blond hair.As soon as the black shadow fell to the ground, the second slash immediately swung out.Joan of Arc held the statue of the Virgin with her left hand, and her right hand was slightly propped on the ground. The whole person "turned over as a griffin" and bounced into the air, which was only a hair's breadth away from the black shadow's slash.
When the black shadow made the third cut, Joan of Arc jumped to the side of the bed in the air, picked up the scabbard from the side of the pillow with his right hand to protect his chest, greeted each other twice, and made a "clank".Only then did Richard see clearly that what the assassin was holding was an Irish sword with a straight spine and thin blade. Looking at it again, he was a half-bald and thin man with a white and beardless face, with downcast eyebrows and a sinister look. gas.
"Brother Langtailose!" Richard exclaimed, "Why did you come here?" Langtailose smiled secretly when he saw Richard, "Of course I came to meet you, Brother Richard, you and I will join hands Get rid of this woman, and the siege of Troyes will be resolved." Richard said urgently:
"I have negotiated with General Joan of Arc. As long as the city is defeated, she promises not to hurt the lives of the people, and there is no need to do anything." Langtailos said gloomyly: "If this is the case, then we must get rid of it as soon as possible." The sword With a flick of the flower, he rushed up again.Richard only knew that he was a wandering monk living in a monastery, he was usually taciturn, and he didn't know much about martial arts.At this time, he saw that Longtailos used the slashing sword like a master, and he couldn't help being surprised and angry.
At this time, the two had already fought together.Joan of Arc danced the scabbard in her hand, opened it wide and closed it wide, Wei Ran had the demeanor of everyone, but she did not draw the sword; Langtailos did not know where to learn the swordsmanship, vicious and vicious, with strange moves, and Joan of Arc could not control it for a while. hold him.Richard watched them dismantle a dozen or so moves, and suddenly thought of something, he was startled, a chill rose from his heels along his spine, and his eyes were fixed on Langtailos' moves.Although Richard's martial arts were not perfect, he was quite knowledgeable. He saw that there were some traces in Longtailos' moves, which involved a public case in the European martial arts hundreds of years ago, which really made him tremble with fear.
Seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time, Langtailos suddenly trembled his arm and twisted like a snake. In an instant, nine sword heads were transformed into nine sword heads, covering nine vital points of Joan of Arc.This move "Xu Dela Biting" is modeled on the Hydra snake Xu Dela, attacking nine moves in an instant, few people in the world can block it.Joan of Arc had no fear on her face, she frowned, flicked her right hand lightly, and pulled out the long sword from its sheath with a "shua".
This stroke was like a white rainbow piercing the sun, and the Son of God chanting. Longtailos and Richard felt a bright light sweeping across their eyes. When they looked again, the Irish sword had already been cut off.
Surprised and angry, Langtailos held the broken sword in his hand, and suddenly shouted, "This...is it the Sword of Garter?" Joan of Arc didn't answer, and changed to a cross sword technique.This set of swordsmanship was evolved by many knights and rangers during the bloody battles of the Crusades over hundreds of years, and is regarded as the most orthodox knights' swordsmanship.At this time, a young girl with a delicate figure came out, and the sword edge drew crosses one after another in front of her, continuously.Langtailose felt that the pressure had increased sharply, and he had no room to speak, so he could only fight hard.
After a long time, Langtailos felt that the opponent's internal energy was flowing continuously, and he knew that there was no hope of winning, and was about to withdraw, when suddenly he felt a palm behind his back, which scared his soul to death.It turned out that Richard was afraid of Joan's loss, so he ended up helping.He struck between his palms, and a "Sermon on the Mount" hit Longtailos' ears.Joan of Arc also made an attack at this time, and the long sword turned into a blue shooting star and pierced Longtailos' throat.This move came too fast, and with Richard pressing on every step of the way, Langtailose had no choice but to lower the chopping sword, shrinking his body, and slammed into Richard.
Richard struck with both palms hard, hitting Longtailos in the ribs.Langtailos swayed slightly and spat out a mouthful of blood.Although he was seriously injured, he managed to avoid the sharp edge of the long sword and avoid the pain of disemboweling him.The two of them didn't expect him to have such a desperate means to survive, and they both held back.Seeing this opportunity, Langtailos endured the pain, let out a long cry, jumped out from the hole in the roof, turned around a few times, and then disappeared into the twilight—not to mention anything else, this light-handed effort is amazing. A few paragraphs stronger than Richard and Joan of Arc.
Seeing that Joan of Arc was not moving at all, Richard asked anxiously, "Aren't you chasing after?" Joan of Arc said, "Don't chase after the poor. Besides, he was seriously injured and no longer a threat." She looked relaxed, as if she had just experienced a violent fight. .
This fight came and went quickly.Richard met Joan's eyes, and Joan first asked, "I heard you call his name just now, who is this man?" Richard wiped the sweat from his forehead, and replied, "He is a man from Beauvais. The wandering ascetic monk who came here has been in Troyes for more than two years. He lives in the church and rarely interacts with others on weekdays. I didn't expect that he would be a hidden master. I really didn't expect it." Joan of Arc He shook his head slightly, lowered his head in thought for a moment, and raised his eyebrows: "Beauvais? Isn't that occupied by English dogs and Burgundians? The monks from there are really suspicious. It seems that other than you, brother Richard, the city There are people here who want to kill me." Richard was a little embarrassed when he heard this.The city of Troyes stayed out of the war and had close contacts with the Burgundians and the British. It is not surprising that they sent spies to hide in the city.It's just that Richard didn't expect such a master to be placed beside him, and he followed him into the law camp.He suddenly thought of something, raised his head and asked, "Aunt Joan...uh, general, are you injured?" Joan of Arc laughed out loud when she heard Richard's sudden change of mouth. Said: "Fortunately, although he is good at martial arts, he still can't hurt me." She said it lightly, not taking it seriously, she paused again, looked at Richard, half joking and half serious : "But I still want to thank you for your help. Earlier I thought you and him were acting together in a play, and I planned to pierce the two of you with a sword." Richard heard that, cold sweat ran down his spine, and he could only embarrass I laughed a few times.Although this little girl occasionally shows her coquettish appearance, she is still the leader of an army.In his heart, he was deeply concerned about Narantelos' martial arts, and he always felt that he had seen it somewhere, and it was inconvenient to say it at this time, so he looked at the long sword in Joan's hand.He heard Langtailos call "Sword of Garter" just now, and he was very curious about this extremely sharp weapon.
Joan of Arc saw Richard staring at her long sword, and said with a smile: "Do you like this sword?" Richard said: "The Lord Jesus said that whoever wields a sword will die by it. But your weapon It’s not a special thing.” Joan of Arc said displeased: “Come and see if you like it, why bother!” She handed the sword to Richard, and a biblical motto written in Latin was engraved on the back of the sword: Justified by faith.The blade was long and slender, green and dense, and there was a slight chill at the edge of the blade.
Joan flicked the blade lightly, and the blade hummed, the lingering sound lingered for a long time, like a choir in the clouds sang holy tunes, and the syllables soared above the nine heavens.Richard heard it in his ears, and was intoxicated by it for a while and couldn't extricate himself.
"This... this is really a good sword." Richard sighed after a long time.Joan put the sword back into its sheath, stroked the hilt affectionately, and said softly, "This sword was given to me by my master. It is called the Sword of Garter, also known as the Sword of the Maiden. Do you know who Garter is?" Richard nodded Head, he is quite proficient in martial arts anecdotes, so he naturally knows this person's name.
Garter's full name is Hildegard, and she was a strange woman born in the Germanic region four hundred years ago.She believed in God all her life and was extremely intelligent. She knew everything about astronomy, geography, medicine, philosophy, and martial arts. Le, Garter was canonized as a saint by the Pope.At that time, women's status was low and they were often bullied. In view of this, Garter established the Beguin Sisters' Order on the Rhine River by himself, accepting women from all over the world, and teaching martial arts while serving God. A big school of martial arts.
"Patriarch Jiade once used this sword to sever love and defeat evil spirits. Only then did he achieve great achievements. This holy maiden sword is the treasure of the town courtyard of our sect. Master even lent it to me to help me save the country. How can I use it? Can you live up to her old man's expectations?" Joan of Arc stroked the back of her sword and muttered to herself.When Richard heard that the sword was originally a relic of Master Garter, he was greatly admired.
At this time, there was a sound of clanging footsteps from outside the tent, and a knight in heavy armor rushed into the tent.This knight has white beard and hair, but he was born with a thick back and a heavy waist, a lion nose and tiger eyes.Richard recognized him as the Duke of Dunoy, a general under the Dauphin's command.
The Duke of Dunoy looked up and saw the big hole in the roof and the side of the tent. He frowned and shouted at Joan of Arc: "General, just now the guards said that an assassin had sneaked into the main tent. Is there such a thing?" Joan put the sword in its sheath. , said lightly: "Yes, I have already forced you away." Duke Dinuwa stamped his feet and roared: "I said general, starting from Orleans, you have been assassinated at least seven or eight times, why do you never speak loudly?" Warn, call the guards to help? You are very skilled in martial arts, but you have no eyes for hidden arrows, and now the three armies are supported by you alone, so you can't rely on force to be brave, and you are alone in danger!" The lion's roar shook the ears of others, Zhen But De stood still, and calmly replied: "The ones who came to kill me are all masters in the world. How can those ordinary soldiers be enemies, and they will only increase casualties. It is enough for me to send them alone." Richard said Only then did I understand why Joan of Arc was assassinated twice in a row just now, but she refused to warn her loudly.Although this girl's martial arts are astonishing, the arrogance in her bones is really high.
The Duke of Dunoy squinted at Richard and asked, "Who is this man?" Joan of Arc said, "Oh, he also came from Troyes to assassinate me." Putting the sword around Richard's neck, she looked at Joan of Arc and said, "Is this man a spy from the Troyes?" Joan of Arc shook her head and said, "Brother Richard originally wanted to hold me hostage, but he understands righteousness. , has been willing to help our army open the city." The Duke of Dunoy refused to put down his sword: "Now that he is in our hands, he will naturally respond to our requests. After returning to the city, he may change his face." Richard was not afraid , Stiffed his neck and said loudly: "Duke Mingjian, I am a monk of the Citus Order. This time I went out of the city to plead for the people of Troyes, and has nothing to do with those nobles." The Duke of Dunoy shouted: "Do you dare to swear? "Richard raised his right hand, pointed three fingers to the sky, and said, "In the name of the Holy Father, if I speak half a lie, I will fall into the lake of hell and be tortured with the liar." I swear, then put down the saber suspiciously, turned to Joan of Arc and said, "General, you must be on guard!" Joan of Arc smiled and said, "I have my own points." After finishing speaking, she looked towards Richard, He pursed his lips and said with a smile: "So, are you really willing to help me?" Richard said: "As long as you don't harm the people, you are the army of God. I will help you as a general." Joan of Arc said:
"Why do you need to be called a general! Before the Lord, you and I are brothers and sisters. I dealt with that group of soldiers all day long in the army, and I was tired of hearing their generals and generals short. You have a priesthood, call me a sister That's it." General Dunoit snorted and turned to leave.Seeing that the old knight was a little angry, Joan couldn't help giggling under the candlelight.Richard's heart skipped a beat again, he quickly lowered his head to calm his mind, and secretly recited the names of the Father, the Holy Spirit and the Son.
Joan of Arc sent the Duke of Dunoy away, and said to Richard: "Your whereabouts have been leaked, it is inconvenient to stay in the camp now, I will send you back to the city." Richard quickly said: "Don't bother the general, I will go back by myself. "Joan of Arc said: "After such a toss, I don't feel sleepy. I will send you back to the city, and I will also go to patrol the camp. Don't talk about it!"Richard had no choice but to step out of the tent, waiting for her to change into commoner clothes and put on her armor.
When Joan of Arc came out in armor, Richard's eyes lit up, and saw her blond hair draped over a silver-white chain mail, her neck was snow-white, her indescribably heroic figure was heartbreaking.The two walked towards the outside of the camp side by side. When the soldiers patrolling along the way saw Joan of Arc, they all stopped to pay their respects, and all of them showed admiration.This barracks occupies a huge area, and there are 10,000 to 20,000 people connected to each other with luggage, tents, and flags.Since the battle of Azancourt, the French royal family has never gathered such a large army.Joan raised her hand and pointed at the fleur-de-lis flag, and said triumphantly, "Brother Richard, what do you think of my army?" Richard glanced around and secretly calculated, and found that this was already half of the elite French king's army. He couldn't help being surprised: " I heard that the Crown Prince and the Queen Mother Isabella are suspicious people, and the nobles under their command are all high-spirited, and they attach great importance to the reputation of the family. General Joan... Sister Joan, you are so trusted by them, and you have the military power alone It's really rare." Joan raised her chin slightly and put her hand on her chest: "When I came out of the mountain, my master gave me a token, saying that as long as I held this token, I would be invincible in the royal family. Back then, I relied on Carrying this token, he went straight to the Chinon Palace, and His Majesty the Crown Prince met with the Queen Mother, and immediately raised his tent to pay homage to the Commander, and all the nobles dared not have any objections." After speaking, Joan took out a gemstone from her bosom, the gemstone was as big as The goose egg, the purest blue, was tied around Joan's neck with a golden thread.When Richard saw the sapphire, his face showed a strange expression, and he couldn't help frowning: "There is a saying in Italy: beautiful clothes are hated by others. Girl, you are in a high position and have military power, so you will definitely be hated by others. You should not use such an important token." It's good to show others easily. What kind of person is Jesus, who was betrayed by Judas for thirty silver dollars, let alone you, girl?" Joan of Arc said proudly: "I belong to the fate of France, why do they hate me? Don't they want to return to the country? If there is such a treacherous person, I will use this holy maiden sword to kill him!" After saying that, he put the gem into his arms, held the scabbard tightly, and his eyes were as sharp as a sword.
Richard felt that the girl was very clever, but she had a superficial view of world affairs.But she was full of ambition at this time, and she couldn't listen to these words even if she thought about it, so she obediently closed her mouth and chatted some gossip: "When the world is peaceful, will the girl go back to the Beguin to learn?" Joan raised her eyes and looked Stars in the sky, Fang said for a long time: "At that time, I will go to Jerusalem and drive those Ottoman pagans out of the holy capital!" Richard curled his lips: "Until the end of the judgment, how can the pagans be killed completely? Girl, if you are interested Come to Troyes, I have several pieces of monastery land here, planting all kinds of peas, all of which are rare species in Europa. There is also a lot of fun in the garden." Joan shook her scabbard and smiled self-deprecatingly: " This holy maiden sword is the same as mine, it can only cut people, it is not a plowshare for plowing the fields." Seeing a trace of loneliness in her eyes, Richard was deeply moved.Other girls are still playing at home at this age, but she shouldered the task of restoring the country early, which is really hard.
When the two of them reached the gate, Joan of Arc stopped and crossed her heart reverently: "Brother Richard, I can only send you here. I hope you can persuade Troyes to open the city as soon as possible, to please the Lord." Richard also made a sign of the cross and said, "May the Holy Spirit of the Lord fill our flesh and make us perfect." Joan of Arc smiled and said, "I will lean on my sword here and see you off." Richard nodded his thanks, After walking a few steps, I suddenly felt something in my heart, and I couldn't help looking back.I saw the girl leaning on the sword with both hands, standing upright in front of the gate, motionless.The night wind blows, the blond hair flutters, indescribably alive, like a dazzling fire in the dark.
After returning to the city of Troyes, Richard first went to the residence of Langteiros, and found that he had never returned, and he probably fled Troyes far away, or hid in some British-friendly noble mansion.Richard gathered the brothers in the meeting and asked them to organize civilians everywhere, and went to discuss with the city lord overnight.Brother Richard has been preaching the gospel in Troyes for many years, and he is also in charge of planting agricultural grains. He is extremely loved by the people and has a high reputation in the city.
After his pros and cons, coupled with the turbulent public opinion, the city lord finally made up his mind.The pro-British forces in the city were indispensable and there was a lot of noise, but Citus would be inside and Joan's army was outside. They attacked twice and were wiped out overnight.
Troyes surrendered the next day and returned to the arms of the French royal family.Richard was relieved, but Joan was also very happy.Wang Jun's strength is weak, and he really doesn't want to waste his strength in such a small city.It's a pity that Langtailos has never been found, which makes Richard very annoyed, lest Joan of Arc will be in danger again.But Joan only had Lance in her eyes, and she never cared about the assassin at all, which caused Duke Dunoy to worry a lot.Joan of Arc's army lingered in Troyes for two days to replenish supplies.During these two days, Joan of Arc toured the whole city and gave speeches. The soldiers and civilians in the city came down to earth as a saint and worshiped her so much that many people volunteered to join the army.On the third day, the army finished its rest and left looking at the great city of Lance.
Wang Jun's vanguard started slowly, and Joan of Arc was riding a white horse, holding an iris flag, and hanging a saint's sword at her waist, walking proudly at the front of the queue.She saw Brother Richard in a gray robe standing on the side of the road with a group of Sittos monks from a distance, so she tightened the reins and rode over.
Seeing Joan of Arc approaching, Brother Richard made the sign of the cross and said, "Miss Joan of Arc, the journey to Reims is difficult. How about letting me read a rose prayer for you?" Knocking on the bridle, he replied loudly: "This time I went out to fight, and I was punished. The British dogs were terrified. Why pray! Even if you want to pray, you will thank the heavenly Father after taking back Paris!" These words were impassioned, Furious, the sergeants and civilians nearby were all excited when they heard this, and shouted at the same time: "Long live Joan of Arc! Long live France!" Richard was not knowing how to answer, when Joan of Arc suddenly bent down from the horse, with a delicate face Shi Shiran leaned over, as if to kiss him.Richard couldn't help but look embarrassed, and wanted to back away.Joan of Arc stopped halfway, and looked at the monk playfully, as if she was proud of her sudden prank.还没等理查说些什么，贞德轻启朱唇道：“理查弟兄，我营中还缺一个有见识的教士，你可愿随我去？”佳人相邀，气吐如兰。理查望着贞德碧空般的一对美眸，心潮一阵激涌。他忽想到修士戒条，不可迷失了信仰之心，只得强自压下，躬身淡淡道：“特鲁瓦正是劝农之时，我不能弃他们于不顾。将军麾下猛将如云，不差我一个小小修士。等到王庭光复之时，我亲酿麦酒，来与姑娘庆功。”他以为贞德会生气，不料贞德轻笑一声，在马上直起身来，金发一甩，重新举高王旗，大声道：“那么咱们就约定了罢。就请理查弟兄你为我日日祈祷，祷告王师早日北定巴黎！驱除鞑虏！”那一排西妥斯会的修士一齐手划十字，口宣圣号：“哈利路亚！”贞德口中呵斥，骏马扬蹄。理查目送金发少女越行越远，心中莫名怅然，直至看不见她身影时，那王旗仍在碧空下招展……