Chapter 18 Chapter 2 Roland Hero Posts

Fontainebleau is only a few tens of miles away from Paris. It was originally the hunting lodge of Louis VI three hundred years ago, and it was very famous for a time.It is a pity that most of the palaces have been destroyed by the war, leaving only the broken walls covered with thatch for future generations to pay tribute to.From time to time, wolves and hares scurried among them, and crows flew hoarsely, making people feel desolate in their chests. On this day, a knight and his followers walked slowly through the ruins, looking around from time to time.At this time, it was almost dusk and the sky was dark. The entourage walked ahead with a long stick, and suddenly turned around and said, "Master, there is a lot of noise in front, it seems that there are people." Hearing this, the knight fastened his long sword around his waist and quickened his pace.The two turned around a half-collapsed palace and saw the remains of a collapsed fountain ahead.About ten people gathered by the fountain pool.

There were men and women in that group, and they were dressed in different colors. They were at war with each other, and the atmosphere was quite discordant.When everyone saw the knight coming, they ignored it. Only a bald man squinted and shouted viciously: "Little white face, where did you come from? Are you the spy of the British dog?" The subordinate was furious and wanted to curse, but the knight stopped him.The knight was only twenty years old, with flaxen hair and red lips and white teeth.He walked up to the big man, and said politely: "This is Theron, the eldest son of the Earl of Lordfindel of Avignon, a knight with a white belt conferred by the Pope." The big man glanced at him and saw a white belt tightly tied around his neck. Under the armpit of the breastplate, I know what he said is true.The Holy See is powerful, and the disciples of the Holy See are not easy to get along with, so the big man could only bitterly say: "Hmph, so he is from Avignon, after all, it doesn't seem like the Normans are all scum." A middle-aged woman next to her lowered her face. He shouted: "Man Wuna, who are you scolding!" The big man stroked his bald head and said, "So what if I call the Norman shameless and the Burgundian widow!" The middle-aged woman was furious and raised her hand Get three iron screws.The big man didn't expect her to shoot without saying a word, and couldn't dodge in time, but heard three crisp strings of "Dang Dang Dang".He took a closer look and saw that the three iron screws were all blocked by a Lute harp and fell to the ground.

A bard wearing a cuckold crookedly grinned between the two of them, and said to the middle-aged woman, "Is this eldest sister the second head of the Siren Sea Gang in Normandy?" The middle-aged woman said, "Exactly." The bard Said: "King Henry II of England was born as the Duke of Normandy. It is understandable for this elder brother to be suspicious." What's the matter with native people? Our Siren Sea gang doesn't have a soft bone who is afraid of death!" The big man still said: "Here are all people who are going to the hero meeting. If spies find out, it will be terrible. People from the north, Do you have a hero post as evidence?" The middle-aged woman stared and said, "I think you look like a guest on the throne of the British dog! Where is your hero post?" The two looked at each other again. To quarrel.The knight and his retinue didn't know what was going on, and stood aside silently.The bard said: "Brother, what you said is too biased. There are Normans in the north who practice adultery, and Burgundy in the south. They are all unreliable." The big man said angrily: "Where are you helping?" Side!" Before the poet could answer, the middle-aged woman sneered and said, "I'm afraid you don't have any hero invitations, so you just use these nonsense to perfuse." Seeing that the two were about to fight again, a chant sounded from the crowd : "Hallelujah!" The sound was like a church bell, grand and heavy, and the three of them were shocked, and they couldn't help but stop.A gray-robed dervish stood out from the crowd. The chant just now came from his mouth, and he used the roar of the Holy Gate of the Vatican.The dervishe looked around and said, "Everyone, don't argue. As long as you show the token together, can you tell right from wrong?" Everyone admired him for his profound inner strength, and they all nodded in agreement.

So the fakir crossed the cross and said loudly: "May the Lord of the sky save our souls and let us avoid all bad luck." Everyone said in unison: "Amen." The young women stretched out their right hands together, looked at each other, and their complexions suddenly softened. It turned out that everyone held a small wooden cross with an iris pattern and Roland's name engraved on it.The iris is the emblem of the French royal family, and Roland is the number one knight hero in French legend.The dervishe showed his face and said: "Since everyone has the hero post from General Joan of Arc, you might as well recognize each other. From now on, we will be kind brothers and sisters."

The big man touched his bald head and said with a little shyness: "Sajia...cough...my name is Stocker, and I was the vice president of the Paris Butchers' Guild. Since the British dogs occupied Paris, I fled to the south for Luo Cao. Kou. This time to restore Paris, but I am indispensable." The middle-aged woman also said: "My name is Catherine, and I am the second in command of the Siren Pirates. The English sealed off the Calais, and the fishermen in the past had to be punished. Tax, we siren pirates are not willing to be humiliated." The dervish turned to the bard and asked, "What's your name?" The bard plucked the strings, and his voice was melodious: "I'm just an idler. My little musician is not well-known, and her name is Carlyle. This time I heard that General Joan of Arc is a handsome girl, so I specially asked for a hero order to present her an ode to the restoration of Paris." Without announcing it, they also reported their names one after another, and the atmosphere was really enthusiastic.

"We are the Xuefeng Three Swords of the Alps Sword Sect." "Sarcano, deacon of the Lavender Order in Provence, pay homage to all heroes." "Aunt Karin of Dijon Abbey, may the Holy Spirit be with me." "Paris Professor Caracchino from the Department of Mathematics of the University came to help out with three disciples." After the introduction was finished for a while, the big man asked the dervish, "What is your name, monk? Where did you come from?" The dervish put down his hood, Showing a weather-beaten resolute face, he smiled and said, "My name is Richard, and I'm from Troyes." It turned out that after Joan of Arc left Troyes, she was in a hurry all the way, and broke through Reims in an instant.The Dauphin was formally crowned in Reims as Charles VII.Since then, the morale of the French army has been greatly boosted, and they have won consecutive battles for several months, and the troops have reached the old capital Paris.England's regent in France, the Duke of Bedford, saw that the situation was not going well, so he quickly rallied his army and launched a massive counterattack. The two sides fought a big battle in Paris and were deadlocked.Joan of Arc had few soldiers, and some of them were sent away by Charles VII to go to other battlefields. In the name of Roland, she spread heroic invitations to France, calling on patriotic heroes to come to help.This group of people, like Brother Richard, went to Fontainebleau to gather after receiving the hero letter, and then went to the front line in Paris.

As soon as the hero post came out, the hostility disappeared.The heroes then set up a bonfire, gathered around the fire and took out dry food to eat.Catherine took out several pieces of dried salted sea fish from the Pass of Calais, divided them into a dozen pieces with a pocket dagger, and handed them out to everyone. Stocker brought several cubes of salt meat. The cheese was also shared with everyone.Everyone ate and drank, and they were very affectionate.The bard took the opportunity to pluck the strings and sang "Stéphane de Paris". Brother Richard sat alone on the flower bed dozens of steps away, took out a piece of rye bread from his arms, and slowly chewed it with the water in his bag.Suddenly there were footsteps, and at this moment the young knight named Theron came over and saluted Richard as a knight.Richard said: "Little friend Theron, what's the matter?" Theron said: "Brother Richard, we will set off early tomorrow morning, when will we arrive in Paris?" Richard said: "If we don't stop in the middle, it will only take half a day Enter the king's camp." Theron was overjoyed: "So, at this time tomorrow, you can see Miss Joan of Arc...... is General Joan?" Seeing the young knight's eyes full of longing, Richard couldn't help laughing: "You Have you ever seen her?" Theron said: "No, but everyone in France does not know the name of General Joan of Arc. I heard that she is not only brave and good at fighting, but also a beauty. I came all the way from Avignon, just to I can see her beauty." Richard said with a smile: "Oh, so you are not for His Majesty Charles VII." Theron was embarrassed, knowing that he had said something wrong, and quickly changed his words: "For Charles VII, also for His Majesty." For General Joan of Arc. Brother, have you seen her?" When Richard heard him ask, Joan of Arc's pretty face floated in his heart, thinking that he would meet her again tomorrow, his face sinking like water changed slightly, and he nodded. nodded.Theron said: "I heard that her martial arts are also good. If it weren't for the knight's oath not to fight with women, I really want to compete with her." Richard couldn't help laughing, patted the young man's shoulder and said: "I can't count on this matter." Theron thought that the monk underestimated him, so he hurriedly said: "I have been taught by a famous family since I was a child. I am very good at riding a spear, a chain hammer or a long sword." Richard said: "What do you think of my martial arts?" Theron praised : "Brother, your internal strength is astonishing. I stood aside and could hardly stand." Richard pointed to himself, and then pointed to the direction of Paris in the distance: "I met Joan for the first time that day, and I only fought against each other. After less than ten moves, he was knocked to the ground, and I took the lead in the sneak attack." Theron was taken aback, for in his mind, Brother Richard's martial arts were already unparalleled, and he was vulnerable to a single blow in front of Joan of Arc.Richard said: "Plato once said that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people outside the people. The knowledge outside the circle is more extensive than that inside the circle. The ancients did not deceive me."

Theron blushed and dared not speak. In the early morning of the next day, the heroes assembled their queues and marched to Paris in a mighty way. Scattered people from all corners of the country continued to join in along the way. By the time they arrived in Paris, the number of this team had exceeded 80.The closer to Paris, the more devastated along the way.There is smoke everywhere, broken shields, broken bows and corpses can be seen everywhere, which shows the brutality of the battle.When the heroes came here, they all held back their voices and showed awe on their faces. Only now did they know that the power of soldiers is far beyond the comparison of the battles in the rivers and lakes.Brother Richard was compassionate and kind. At the beginning, he saw some dead people throwing their bodies in the wilderness and recited a few prayers. Later, the number of dead people became too much to read, so he had to give up.

This detachment had not yet found the French camp, but unexpectedly encountered a detachment of British troops, neither side was prepared.Fortunately, Brother Richard made a timely move and dispatched them in the middle. That group of English soldiers was no match for these quacks. With just a prayer, they wiped out the enemy and captured several people.Richard whispered in his heart that it was a fluke, if this group of soldiers were to line up first, then the loser would probably be this scattered knight-errant. Catherine has been a pirate in the North Sea for many years and is proficient in English. She went to interrogate a group of prisoners.It turned out that this company of soldiers had just been sent from England to aid the Duke of Bedford.According to what the captives said, the Duke of Bedford led the Knights of the Guards to the front line yesterday to inspect, but was trapped in a small castle by Joan of Arc's surprise soldiers. The castle rushed to save the Duke before Joan of Arc broke through the castle, and the French army also set up their positions to stop the reinforcements everywhere.

After listening to Catherine's translation, Brother Richard fell silent.The bard Carlisle said with a smile: "Friar, it's better to come early than to come at a good time." Richard was taken aback when he heard this, and then said: "According to your intention..." Carlisle said: "Going to the French army's stronghold at this time is also a good idea." It doesn't make much sense. There is a proverb in Central Europe, which says to act while the situation is right. You, monk, have read everything, so you naturally know it." Richard said: "You, you have an idea of ​​your own, but you come to push me away. Come to the front." The bard smiled slyly: "Hero post, all the heroes are summoned, what does it have to do with me." Brother Richard knows that the war is dangerous, although Joan of Arc succeeded in attacking the Duke of Bedford at this time, it will take a while But it is difficult to break the castle.Joan of Arc will be surrounded by the encirclement of the British army.He thought of the girl's blond-haired expression, and made a plan in his mind. He immediately called everyone together, briefly talked about the current situation, and raised his hands and said: "I am waiting to come to Paris to fulfill the will of God and the wishes of all people. Hero Roland will do his best that day. The three great sovereigns of the enemy Arabia finally shed blood on the battlefield and went to righteousness generously. General Joan of Arc saved the French national destiny as a young girl, and spread the Roland hero card. Since we accepted her hero card today, we should also follow the example of the sages, I went to the castle generously. I decided to go straight to the castle and help General Joan of Arc kill the Duke of England. The century-old battle will end with this battle! Which one of you will follow me?" Theron heard his blood boil, and took the lead to draw his sword and shouted loudly: " Kill the old dog, long live Joan of Arc!" The heroes were aroused by these words, and they also shouted together: "Kill the old dog, long live Joan of Arc!" Brother Richard was overjoyed to see that the army's morale was available.

So this group of people repaired on the spot for a while, had a full meal, and then took off the clothes of the British soldiers and put them on.Stocker was the vice president of the Butcher's Guild in Paris back then, and he was very familiar with the surrounding geography, so he led the team and went to the small castle in the dark.On the way, Richard climbed up a high slope to look down, and he saw dozens of torches everywhere. He couldn't tell the enemy from himself, so he was worried and urged the team to move faster.Relying on the cover of night and costumes, the team successfully passed several British blockades, and by midnight, the small castle could be seen from a distance.This castle is said to be a castle, but it is actually just a safari station on a hill.Catherine listened intently for a while, and said to Brother Richard: "There is a sound of shouting in the wind, there must be someone fighting in front." Richard gasped. It must have been a big deal to start a fight in the middle of the night.He hurriedly told the heroes to hold their breath, and drew out his weapon to touch it secretly. When they got close, Richard saw that the gate of the castle was open, and about hundreds of British and French soldiers were desperately fighting.Richard let the heroes hide in the side, not to act rashly.After all, Theron was young and couldn't hold his breath. Holding the hilt of his sword with both hands, he saw the French soldiers fell to the ground, gritted his silver teeth secretly, and suddenly roared and rushed into the formation.When the heroes heard this, they couldn't hold back anymore, they made a loud noise, and followed suit to kill them. The British army went in without knowing it, thinking that the reinforcements had arrived, and they became more aggressive, but they were cut down from behind by these people, and they were in chaos. Hastily turned the edge of the knife.Before they could explain, several knights were knocked to the ground by the crossbows of the French army.The scene was momentarily chaotic. Richard was in a hurry, and quickly used the kung fu of the Holy Gate's fire dragon roar, and shouted loudly in French: "Take off your clothes quickly." This roar can be heard clearly even on the battlefield. The heroes woke up like a dream, and took off their military uniforms one after another.Richard shouted again: "French soldiers, don't worry, we are the rebel army invited by General Joan of Arc, and the army will kill you soon!" Come over, try to rely on the number of people to wipe out.The heroes did not give in, and fought side by side with the French army, and fought into a group after two strokes. For a time, blood flowed and screams were everywhere.Relying on the profound skills of Luke's Gospel, Richard shuttled freely in the formation, but he didn't see Joan of Arc, and he was quite anxious.Suddenly he saw an old knight holding a chain hammer in the distance, fighting with four or five British soldiers in close combat. The subordinates and guards lying beside him were lying on the ground, presumably dead. Using the light of the fire, Richard discovered that he was actually the Duke of Dunoy, a fierce general under Joan of Arc, who had met him once in Troyes.At this moment, the Duke of Dunoy was out of breath, his white beard was stained red with blood, and his heavy armor was in tatters, almost exhausted.Richard rushed over, couldn't help but swung his palms out, lifted and unloaded, and within one move, two British soldiers fell to the ground with a muffled sound.He didn't want to kill too much, so he showed some affection and just knocked them unconscious. When the Duke of Dunoy saw reinforcements coming, his eyes lit up, and his right hand suddenly threw a chain hammer, hitting a soldier in the face.Immediately, he used all his strength to slam into the chest of another soldier, the man spurted blood wildly, the Duke of Dunoy was not afraid, took out a dagger and stabbed him in the heart, then wiped the blood on his face, and reasoned Cha said hello. Richard ignored the pleasantries, and hurriedly said: "Your Excellency, we have come to support you in response to the invitation of heroes. Where is General Joan of Arc now?" Duke Dunoit stroked the blood from his beard with one hand, and said: " We originally planned to send out surprise troops to attack the city at night, but unexpectedly, a large group of British troops came to rescue us and blocked us at the gate of the city. Lord Joan asked me to guard the gate here, and then entered the castle alone, now Life and death are uncertain." Richard said: "Where is the French army camp? Did they send someone?" The Duke of Dunoy said: "I sent someone to report, but I don't know the news yet." He grabbed Richard's hand Shoulder, said in a deep voice: "Leave me alone, quickly bring some people into the city of children to help her. If she dies, the great cause of the restoration of France will become empty talk. I can still hold on to this old man!" Richard "Yes With a cry, he had no time to think, and immediately called the nearby Theron and the bard Carlisle to rush into the city. Everyone hurriedly ran through the passage, and their eyes suddenly opened up.It turned out that the center of the castle was an open area. At this time, a circle of British soldiers surrounded the open area, each holding a big sword.Surrounded by a group of people in the circle is a blond girl, holding a green long sword, standing proudly, like the reincarnation of the goddess of war Wang Ergulei.There were more than a dozen corpses lying horizontally and vertically beside her feet, and those soldiers dared not approach because of their menacing aura. On a high platform above Joan of Arc, an old man in a red robe stood with his hands behind his back. He was firmly blocked by four heavy armored swordsmen in front of him. He was calm and solemn. He was probably the Duke of Bedford, a mountain town in England.Although he was trapped in the castle and couldn't escape, Joan of Arc couldn't get close for a while. When Joan heard the sound of footsteps, she turned her head slightly, and her eyes lit up when she saw Richard in the gray robe.A soldier thought he had an opportunity, roared loudly, and the sword slashed at his head. Joan snorted coldly, turned her soft arm lightly, and the sword light made a mistake, and the man was decapitated. Theron stared at Joan of Arc's slim back with bewilderment, seeing her in a tight siege, he said anxiously: "Miss Joan of Arc is in danger, let's help her!" Richard and the bard Carlyle shouted at the same time: "Don't act rashly, there is a Strange!" Theron was not willing to listen, holding the knight's sword high above his head with both hands, and shouted: "In the name of God, I am Theron, the knight with a white belt!" Move, the footwork is mysterious, and make way for a path.As soon as Theron stepped in, he immediately felt that there were enemies in all directions, and he was very panicked. Before he could use his sword move, the three big swords had already cut his chest and legs.At last he was wearing chain mail, so his lower limbs and head were not severed, even so, blood was still spurting wildly, and he fell to the ground. Seeing Carlisle from the side, holding the harp in his hand, he frowned and said, "Brother Richard, do you know what kind of formation this is?" .Richard's eyes moved, and he said in a deep voice, "This is Stonehenge in Westminster Abbey! I never thought that the Duke of Bedford's personal guards would be monks from Westminster Abbey." Westminster Abbey is the first sect in England. Hundreds of years ago, Bishop Kafuru of Westminster Abbey went to Salisbury Plain, meditated in Stonehenge for three years, and finally realized a formation method from the boulder. Become the town temple formation of Westminster Abbey.There are at least seven or eight people in the giant stone formation, and there are more than twenty people at most. It doesn't need high martial arts, as long as they cooperate skillfully, the formation will be like giant stones standing against each other, as stable as a snow-capped peak.Even with Joan's peerless martial arts, she couldn't break through this formation for a while. Joan of Arc turned around and smiled at Richard: "Are you here?" Seeing that she was under heavy siege, Richard was still calm, and couldn't help shaking his heart, and replied loudly: "Miss Joan of Arc, all the heroes have already agreed Your posts are fighting outside the city. I am here to help you!" Joan of Arc showed joy, raised her face and stared at the Duke of Bedford, and said, "That's very good, help me get the old thief's head quickly. "The Duke of Bedford suddenly said on the high platform: "Now our army is encircling from the periphery, why don't you run for your life and talk about how to kill the old man, isn't it ridiculous!" Small.Joan of Arc just sneered when she heard his words: "England's troops defending Paris are already stretched, but now they have mobilized more than half of them to rescue you. Our army has already taken advantage of the situation, and now I'm afraid it has already entered the palace." Duke Bedford's face turned pale. Yichang: "You attack me alone, is it just a bait?" Joan of Arc waved the Saintess sword, and shouted: "When you go to hell, think about it carefully!" As far as the front could reach, a flaw was immediately revealed, but in an instant, someone attacked from the side, forcing Joan to be rescued.The people in the formation, the ones in the front are tired, and the ones in the back make up for it, and the waves are as tight as the waves, without a single gap. Carlisle stood outside the circle and asked Richard, "Does the monk know how to break this formation?" Richard had been immersed in martial arts for a long time, and he had come into contact with a lot of anecdotes. The hero William Wallace also encountered this formation when he raised his troops against the British. At that time, he flew stones with long arrows and threw them far away in the air, disrupting the footwork in the formation, and then used dozens of big men practicing blue-faced skills Attacking all around broke the momentum, but now..." Carlisle said with a smile: "So, it's not a difficult task. Then please ask the monk to act as a blue-faced man for a while, and I will disturb the enemy's mind." Richard was slightly surprised, The origin of this bard is mysterious, and he is not very clear about the reality of his skills.But there was no other choice at this time, Richard said: "Just as you said, may the Lord be with you." After saying that, he turned around, using his palms with sufficient internal strength, he rushed into the formation. The moment he touched Stonehenge, the sound of a harp quietly sounded behind him.At the beginning, the sound of the qin was like a spring in March, and the more it was played, the higher it became.The soldiers in Stonehenge were a little dazed when they heard the sound, and their footwork unconsciously stepped into Carlisle's rhythm, as if they were dancing along with it. Although Richard didn't understand the rhyme, he knew that the sound of the harp was different from the roar of the fire dragon. The latter was forced by internal force and cost a lot of money;If it was Huolonghou instead, I'm afraid that if you can't hold on for a while, you will run out of energy. Seeing that the situation was not good, the Duke of Bedford said loudly: "Stop quickly, don't fall into the enemy's trick!" The soldiers stopped after hearing this.In just this moment, a big flaw appeared in Stonehenge. Richard cheered up and waved his palms violently. He switched to the Gospel of John among the twelve Gospels.This set of palms is tough and fierce, and is most suitable for melee combat.The group of soldiers standing in front of them fell to the ground at least, and their bones and bones were broken at worst, screaming miserably.In the formation, Joan of Arc also swung the Saintess Sword, making continuous moves with cross swordsmanship.The two of them, one inside and the other outside, both practiced the inner strength of Christ, and they cooperated perfectly with each other with one sword and two palms. However, the most important aspect of formation is rhythm. Stonehenge was led to the wrong rhythm by Carlisle's harp, and it was rushed by the two of them, and it immediately fell apart.Joan of Arc and Richard intertwined their eyes, and said at the same time: "Let's go!" The two of them jumped, broke through the formation, and flew towards Duke Bedford on the high platform. The heavy-armored guards beside the duke hurriedly blocked them. They were also knights and were very familiar with cross swordsmanship.They were about to dismantle it when they saw Joan of Arc stabbing it, but unexpectedly, the girl flicked her wrist and swiped a semicircle, suddenly turning into a Nordic Viking axe.The Viking ax method was produced in extremely cold places, and it was originally a martial art that Viking pirates were good at.Joan of Arc knew that the heavy armor of these knights was extremely difficult to pierce, so she used the sword as an axe, and used the back of the sword to slap violently. This slap infused Joan of Arc's holy maiden energy, and the leading knight was slapped three times in succession, dizzy from the shock, and fell off the stage with a thud.At this time Richard also jumped up. His palms at this time are deeply in line with the martial arts principles of Jesus' Sermon on the Mount.The three knights only felt that their palms were flying in front of their eyes, and that every attack was lightly relieved, and they couldn't make it. Richard separated the guards from the Duke of Bedford, and quickly shouted: "Miss Joan of Arc, don't miss this opportunity!" Joan of Arc stabbed Duke Bedford with her sword without hesitation.There was no one around the Duke of Bedford, and on the verge of extinction, he burst out with a burst of courage. He drew out his broad sword, shouted "God save my king", and went up to Joan of Arc. The duke's moves are sophisticated and steady, and they were originally very subtle.It's a pity that Joan's technique was superior, and when he slapped his backhand, he immediately felt that one arm was sore and numb, and the broad sword fell to the ground with a "clang".With one stroke of the Holy Maiden's sword, Joan pierced his throat and said, "Surrender without restraint?" The Duke of Bedford straightened his neck and said angrily: "If you want to kill, kill! In Great England, we only have war dead, and we will never surrender thieves! Joan of Arc sneered: "Then I will grant Your Excellency's wish, and let God judge your sins!" Just as she was about to stab with her long sword, a sharp palm force suddenly fell from the sky.This internal force came fiercely, even if Joan had a firm heart, she had to avoid its edge.As soon as the sword edge was withdrawn, the Duke of Bedford immediately clasped his palms together to clamp it, and he lowered his body and rolled down the high platform.Joan of Arc wanted to stab again, but it was too late, but he escaped when he saw blood dripping on the blade. Joan of Arc and Richard hurriedly looked down the stage. The Duke of Bedford had been helped up from the ground, and there were two more people beside him.Joan of Arc once saw Longteiros, who was trying to assassinate her in Troyes, and a tall and tall old man in black robes, wearing a lily crown, holding an oak staff, as thin as a skeleton wrapped in skin .When Carlisle saw the old man's face, his complexion changed drastically, his hands trembled, and he could hardly hold the harp. The black-robed old man looked up at Joan of Arc, and his voice was as sharp as a crow: "It turns out that you are Joan of Arc, and you really have an extraordinary shot. It's not surprising that my disciple was defeated by you." Langtailos showed a smile when he heard the teacher's evaluation. The color of resentment. Joan of Arc was on the brink of defeat, and she stared at the old man with resentment in her heart, "Who are you?" The old man said, "I am Pierre Cauchon, Archbishop of Beauvais, a humble servant of God." Brother Richard had heard of this man before. The name, I only know that he is a traitor who publicly responded to England's occupation of France, but he did not expect to be such a dry old man.He secretly squeezed Joan's left hand, signaling her not to be restless.The old man's palm just now forced Joan to return his sword to save himself, his skill is unfathomable. Ke Xiong squinted his eyes and looked at the long sword in Joan's hand, raised his finger and asked, "Saint Sword of Garter? What do you call Sister Gabriela?" Joan raised her eyebrows and said, "Stop talking, take your neck Come and try it and you will know." The long sword in her hand slashed, piercing the air with a sound, and the indescribable heroic spirit in the night sky was overwhelming. Ke Xiong said with a chuckle, "The Sword of Garter is a relic of Grandmaster Hildegard, but it was held by a witch. It really makes us believers heartbroken." When Joan of Arc heard him accusing herself of being a witch, she couldn't help being furious.Richard quickly pressed her shoulders and shouted for her: "Ms. Joan of Arc has witnessed miracles and talked with angels. She is a sincere believer in God. Why do you say she is a witch?" Ke Xiong said: "Christian martial arts The most important thing is step-by-step, steady and steady, without a few decades of skill, you can't achieve great success. She is only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, but she has such impressive martial arts. If it is not Satan's witchcraft, what else is it?" He said In a word, everyone around was surprised.In the Middle Ages, hunting witches was common practice, but there were some weird and extraordinary things, which were often thought to be done by witches.Ke Xiong made the accusation on the spot, although Richard felt it was absurd, he was at a loss for words for a while, not knowing how to refute it. Joan of Arc said: "Whether I am a witch or not is up to His Majesty Charles VII and the Pope to decide. When Paris falls, are you willing to argue with me in front of the royal court?" Ke Xiong laughed loudly: "You still expect someone to come to rescue ?” The sleeves of the robe flicked lightly, and several heads were thrown on the ground. The two screamed at the same time. It turned out that they were the French generals guarding the city gate just now. Richard recognized Storke and Catherine among them.Ke Xiong said: "I just passed by outside the city, and I picked a few here. Now the French army outside the city has no leader. When the English reinforcements arrive, you will all be captured without a fight." Joan of Arc looked at the group of robed heads. , lowered his head, weeping, but suddenly bit his lips hard, not to teach himself to cry.Richard felt miserable, and didn't know what to say, but Joan suddenly raised her head, and said to Richard, "Don't touch me, monk, and I swear to kill this man today, to avenge all the soldiers." She said firmly Unable to be dissuaded by Richard, he jumped off the high platform.Ke Xiong's eyes brightened, and he shouted: "Okay! None of you should interfere, let me come and meet this little witch!" Just as the words fell, the two had already fought together.This Kexiong's martial arts is the same as that of Longtailos, they are all weird and unpredictable, but compared with his disciples, Kexiong is a bit more vicious and sophisticated.Joan of Arc used the angel fist, but he could only fight him evenly.What's more, Ke Xiong's feet didn't even touch the ground, as if he was floating in mid-air, and his lightness kung fu was really good. The two fought faster and faster, only to see the shadows of people on the field, the blue light was vast, the others didn't talk about the moves, even the fists and feet could hardly be seen clearly, each of them was speechless.Only Richard could not take his eyes off his eyes, his face uncertain.Not long after, they clapped their hands together, and the two floated away three or four steps away.Joan was expressionless, but the blush on her cheeks had faded.However, the old bishop of Kexiong only hated to spit out the word "good kung fu" and then kept silent, as if he would spurt blood if he said one more word. At this time Richard also jumped off the high platform and grabbed Joan's shoulder.Joan of Arc was standing extremely straight, and Richard supported her shoulders, and then she leaned over slightly, frowning slightly.Richard only felt hot flashes in his palms, and it turned out that a layer of sweat had already come out of her shirt.This is no wonder to her, since the surprise attack on the Duke of Bedford, Joan of Arc has been fighting for half a night, no matter how deep her internal strength is, she cannot withstand this kind of consumption.Carlisle also came over and stood side by side, but kept his eyes fixed on Cochon. Langtailos saw the opportunity, and deliberately said in front of the Duke of Bedford: "Teacher, let me capture this witch!" Ke Xiong showed hesitation, thinking that I had just fought with Joan of Arc and lost both. , you good apprentice will pick up ready-made loopholes. When Joan heard this, she struggled to lift the sword and went to fight again, her body moved, but she gasped again and again, which showed that the injury just now was really serious.Richard leaned into her ear and whispered: "You have the right to adjust your breath, let me block it." Joan widened her eyes, she knew that although Richard's martial arts were good, she had to deal with Ke Xiong's weird kung fu It's worse.Richard saw the worry in her eyes, and smiled and said, "I care about myself." Carlisle said, "Brother Richard, you have to be careful!" Richard felt that his mood was a little weird, so he didn't have time to think about it, nodded, and stepped forward . Langtailos said contemptuously: "Brother Richard, I saw your martial arts clearly in the city of Troyes. It is better not to come out and die." Coldly said: "You, a descendant of Judah, dare to openly act wildly in the land of God and slander the saint, are you underestimating me to teach no one?" The voice was not loud, but it sounded like Like thunder. A thousand years ago, the Great Master Jesus climbed Mount Calgary and was greatly inspired to pass on the twelve Gospels to twelve disciples.Eleven of the disciples obediently followed the teachings of the Holy Son, and each had their own interpretations. Only the disciple Judas felt that his own martial arts was weaker than others, and was unwilling to ask Jesus to teach another one.Jesus rebuked him, so he became dissatisfied and made changes on his own.During the last supper of the Son, the twelve disciples rehearsed the Gospel exercises at the table.Jesus saw that Judas had tampered with the gospel, and changed his good persuasive fist to be vicious and unreasonable. Knowing that he had different ideas, he said, "Some of you will betray me." Judas was furious. He wounded the rest of the disciples, went out and called the Romans to lock up Jesus. From then on, Judas was excommunicated and was replaced by another disciple.However, the martial art reformed by Judas has been passed down, and it has become the thirteenth set of the twelve sets of Gospel magic skills.Theologians have always believed that Judas learned this set of martial arts from Satan, and it belongs to the list of evil arts that are strictly forbidden to practice.Richard had consulted the fragments of Nicaea's sword discussion, and knew a thing or two about this case.When he first saw Langteiros, he thought it was a bit weird, but he just realized it when he saw his teacher Kechon doing all he could. If this is true, not to mention that from now on France will regard Cochon as a deadly enemy, even the Vatican and the entire Christian world will not tolerate him.As soon as Ke Xiong heard Richard's words, he was shocked. Lang Tailuosi hurriedly said: "What nonsense are you talking about! My teacher is the archbishop personally appointed by the Pope, how can I practice that kind of devil martial arts!" Richard sneered: "You You can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me. If the Duke of Bedford knows that you, the vanguard who captured the witch, has an affair with Judas, it is still unknown whether England can tolerate you." After hearing what he said, Cochon said, in silence.The Duke of Bedford has always hated demons very much. If he knows that he is practicing the Gospel of Judas, his status will be lost at the least, and he will be sentenced to be burned at the stake. Ke Xiong flashed a trace of cruelty: "I will kill you all, so I won't be afraid of others knowing." Richard said without changing his face: "The Duke is nearby. Miss Joan and I just need to shout, and you kill me again." , is to be a thief with a guilty conscience and kill people to silence your mouth." Ke Xiong said angrily: "You kid, you are too deceitful!" Richard said: "Each and each other. It is convenient for others and convenient for yourself." 科雄看了他一眼，忽然推出一掌，理查身体很默契地朝后飘去，堪堪避过。科雄一举木杖，大声喝道：“此地太过凶险，朗泰罗斯，你快快护送公爵大人离开。这两个人，我来对付。”朗泰罗斯心领神会，搀着公爵朝外走去。贝福德公爵虽有些诧异，但也巴不得早早离开，便道：“如此，辛苦主教大人了。”转身匆匆离去。 待公爵离开，理查把贞德搀扶起来，让卡莱尔抬起晕倒的塞江湖隆，四个人跌跌撞撞也朝着城门走去。科雄却把木杖一横，阴森森地说道：“谁允许你们走了？”理查道：“刚才你我不是达成共识了么？我不说破你的师承，你让我们离开。”科雄脸上皱纹抖动，笑得十分开心：“你这蠢材！魔女近在眼前，我又岂会放过她？如今公爵已被我支走，你们还能去哪里指控！” 科雄黑袍一展，杖头晃动，朝着理查后心点去。他已存了灭口之心，一施招便是毒辣至极的招数。贞德已身负重伤，其余三人他毫不忌惮，是以放手攻来。殊料原本靠着理查肩头的贞德忽然转身，圣女剑锋就势一抖，霎时气象万千，凛然有上帝绝罚之象。科雄大惊，认出这是希尔德嘉德的圣灵剑法，是贝居因会最为精深的武学，想不到这少女连这套剑法也学会了。 只见圣女剑平平递进，璨若圣光，科雄方圆数十步内皆被剑锋所罩，正如上帝绝罚无所不至。圣灵剑法本来就是犹大福音的克星，加上科雄心存不防，一下子左支右绌，狼狈不堪。只听“唰”的一声，圣女剑扫过法杖，把杖头平平削掉。科雄面色一凛，当即把半截法杖掷向贞德，贞德用手一拨，他看准机会，右足点地，整个人一下子腾上城墙，头也不回地离去了。 理查见贞德一剑吓走科雄大主教，长出一口气，再看贞德，却心叫不妙。看来这套剑法耗力极巨，贞德面色已是白如初雪，全凭胸中一口真气维系。他连忙从怀里掏出一粒盖伦三灵丹给贞德服下，护住心脉，然后招呼卡莱尔走出城堡。 此时城外已经一片寂静，遍地尸体。想来是法军已被科雄击退，然后英军唯恐巴黎有失，护着贝福德公爵撤走了。理查也顾不得询问战场局势，就近寻了一处偏僻的农庄，把贞德与塞隆放下，悉心疗伤。贞德是内创，塞隆是外伤，两者施救手段截然不同，理查修士忙碌了一夜，方才收拾停当。 贞德沉沉睡去，到了次日中午方醒。理查喂了她些混了野菜的燕麦羹，贞德喝完面色总算泛起些红润，便环顾四周，第一句话便开口问道：“如今战局如何？”说着把搁在床侧的圣女剑紧紧握在手里。理查道：“刚才卡莱尔先生出去，探听到了一些消息。”贞德眼睛一亮，抓着理查的手臂道：“我军可曾攻陷巴黎？”理查踌躇片刻，方才嗫嚅道：“法军得了陛下敕令，已经后退二十里，巴黎外围尽失。”贞德一听，浑身俱震，再也坚持不住，晕倒在理查怀中。