I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 628 Joan of Arc

"Are you okay?" Jeanne asked.

Mike came to his senses and quickly got up from the ground.

The stag was so tall that even when he stood he was only level with its back.

Mike can completely confirm that this kind of creature has never existed in the human world.

The eyes of this stag were very lively, not dull and stupid at all like the stags he had seen in the past.

Mike even saw a hint of pride in its eyes, as if it was saying, "Shall I leave?"

To be honest, he wouldn't be surprised if this thing spoke directly now.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Jeanne.

"You you."

His voice was stuttering and he couldn't speak at all.

"Mike!" Lina rushed over from one side, hung up Mike's neck and buried herself in his arms, crying bitterly, "I thought... I thought"

Her throat was choked, and she didn't dare to say the next words, or even think about it.

"It's okay, Lina, we're saved." Mike stroked her back to comfort her.

Lina patted her shoulder and complained, "I have already told you to sell our house and move to another city. I have told you that this place is unlucky, but you don't believe me!"

"Okay." Mike continued to reassure, "There are others here."

Lina reacted quickly. She calmed down a little, then turned her head to thank Joan.

"Thanks"

But she froze mid-sentence. She stared blankly at Jeanne's face sitting on the back of the stag, with a hint of absent-mindedness in her eyes.

Decades ago this city called Harinid was occupied by the Germans.

At that time, the Germans carried out a brutal looting in Harinid. Many people's wealth was plundered, houses were burned down, and women were raped.

Lina was still very young at the time and was hidden in the basement by her father to escape death, but her father died at the hands of the German invaders.

So Linna has always been afraid of the separation of her relatives.

Later, she relied on the food stored in the basement to survive. It was only on the third day that she dared to move inside the house, but only there. She lived with her parents' corpses for half a month.

During that half-month, Linna's ears were filled with all kinds of piercing screams and gunshots, as well as the sharp laughter of men.

Rolling firelight often illuminates the dark sky, and acrid thick smoke often mixes in the air.

Later, the smell of gunpowder smoke turned into the smell of blood, and the whole city was shrouded in despair, with corpses everywhere.

During that half month, she never had a good night's sleep. She even thought that she would die in that house.

It was not until the armies of West France recaptured the city.

On the day when the army entered the city, the sky rarely cleared up after being gloomy for many days.

At that time, the people in the city were extremely afraid of the army. Even when the West French army arrived, no one dared to come out to greet it.

The streets were very quiet, but there were many pairs of eyes secretly watching the troops entering the city.

Lina also leaned against the window and took a peek.

The blond woman riding a black horse and holding a flag gun caught her attention almost immediately.

She was the only woman in the well-trained army behind her, and she even looked young and thin.

But the aura exuding from his body is not inferior to that of the group of steel troops behind him who have just experienced the war and been trained by blood and fire. And being able to walk at the forefront shows that they are at least the top brass of the army.

Lina didn't know this at the time, but even she could tell almost immediately that she was the leader.

She ordered the troops not to enter residential buildings and disturb the residents. They even slept on the street on the first day.

This also made the Harinids feel that this army was completely different from the rest.

Later she learned that the woman's name was Joan of Arc.

Harinid was liberated under her leadership.

Everyone in Harinidd remembers her appearance.

When they learned that she had been captured in Germany, many Harinids donated money to the city government, hoping that the government could redeem Joan.

The vast majority of people do not understand politics, and their emotions are very sincere and simple.

Some people even want to contribute money even if they want to sell their houses.

At that time, Lina also wanted to sell the necklace her mother left for her and donate it.

But in the end they were stopped by people from the city government.

When the news of her death reached Harinidh.

That was the first time Linna knew how the "city" cried.

Dusty memories surged out of Lina's mind.

And the face he had seen when he was a child gradually overlapped with the face of the woman in front of him.

Her face was flushed with excitement.

He raised his hand, his voice stuttering.

"You are"

"Ahhhhh!!! Help! Help!!"

A group of people came running from the other side of the block.

Some of them had suffered injuries and were bleeding profusely.

The person running last fell to the ground.

And a bipedal flying dragon flew over from the other side and pounced on the man.

The man screamed in horror.

But also at this time.

"Peng!"

A cannonball passed over Mike and others and hit the wyvern in the head.

As the blood bloomed, the flying dragon fell directly to the ground and began to twitch violently, but after twitching for a while, it lost movement.

Mike came to his senses and looked behind him.

There was a soldier lying on a jeep holding a sniper rifle. This sniper rifle was very different from the sniper rifles of the past. The barrel was longer and thicker.

After shooting the monster, he spoke through the intercom.

"Report, the target can be sniped by anti-materiel sniper rifles, but conventional weapons are unknown."

It can be said that the army of West France takes these monsters very seriously.

This kind of anti-material sniper rifle can penetrate even the steel plates of tanks, and it is obviously more than enough to deal with these dragons.

It is said to be a dragon, but in fact the dragon blood in the flying dragon's body may not even be one percent.

There are too many such sub-dragons in the dragon world.

But even this less than one percent blood still gave this bipedal dragon invulnerable scales and sharp teeth.

However, although it is invulnerable, it is not as thick as a tank's armor.

... A large number of engine roars suddenly sounded on the surrounding roads, and the tracks under several mechas pushed them to this street.

Several bipedal flying dragons with human limbs hanging from their mouths flew over from the other side, and wanted to swoop down and grab the humans below.

But the next moment, these mechas all raised their weapons.

"boom!!!"

The roar of artillery shells came to Mike's ears, and he also heard the crackling sound of the mecha's joints as they relieved the recoil of the firearms. To be precise, the weapon in the hand of the mecha is not a firearm. It can be said to be a cannon, 35 mm, loaded with explosive armor-piercing projectiles.

The cannonballs hit the two-legged flying dragons, directly blasting a bloody hole in their chests.

They screamed in pain and scattered on the ground like broken strips of cloth.

Jeeps roared into the city one after another.

...For a while there were roars of guns and cannons everywhere, accompanied by the roars of monsters.

Some figures in camouflage uniforms appeared near the two vehicles in front. They dragged the people trapped in the vehicles out of the vehicles, and then let the troop truck behind them violently ram the vehicles blocking the road.

Military vehicles passed by, loaded with soldiers armed to the teeth.

The Gatling and various large-caliber machine guns mounted on several military vehicles kept firing at surrounding targets.

The people around them just stared blankly, and some people directly covered their mouths. Just now they were too scared to cry, but now they can't hold back their tears.

At this time, the mecha that Raman was riding in also came to this street.

As the mecha steam gushed out, the hatch above slowly opened, and Raman leaned out of the hatch, standing on the broad shoulders of the mecha.

Then, he grabbed a flag stuck behind the mecha. To be precise, it was a flag gun with a spear tip on it.

Of course, today's spear points are mainly used for decoration and are not suitable for combat.

This is the flag of the West French army, and it also represents the commander-in-chief of the army.

He threw the flag to Joan of Arc, and Joan of Arc caught it very nimbly.

The reason why Joan of Arc always carried a flag at that time was because she wanted the flag to become the rallying point of the army she commanded and to support the army's beliefs.

As long as the military flag does not fall, the army will never collapse.

But over time, because of the light brought by Joan of Arc, this military flag became one of her symbols.

On the battlefield at that time, all the soldiers believed that when she stood on the front line with a flag and gun to supervise the battle, they would surely win.

This is also the reason why Raman gave the flag gun to Joan of Arc.

"Next, this place is left to you." Raman said.

He looked inside the mecha and said, "Aemon, come and assist her in commanding the entire army."

A young man with brown hair came out from inside the mecha and saluted Raman.

"Yes, Chief!"

"He is my adjutant, and his existence represents my order." Raman said, "I also leave this mecha to you."

Although Joan of Arc's glory still echoes in the skies over many Western Frances, after all, decades have passed and Joan of Arc is no longer a soldier of Western France.

Therefore, the existence of this adjutant is very necessary.

"Where are you going?" Jeanne asked.

"Go to the city hall. The earthquake here has caused some interruptions in the communication channels. I have to deal with it." Raman said, "If according to what you said, these things appearing here are obviously just a group of cannon fodder who came to test, we have to Mobilize more troops and more powerful weapons."

He smiled and said, "I'm not like you, who always takes the lead in everything."

As he spoke, he jumped directly off an armored vehicle parked on the other side.

Then slowly move away.

Jeanne stepped on the back of the stag, slowly bent her knees and jumped onto the mecha's shoulders as nimbly as if she were flying.

"Your name is Aemon, right?" Jeanne asked.

"Yes." Aemon replied quickly.

He was very excited at the moment. He had grown up listening to the legend of Joan of Arc since he was a child.

However, he never thought that one day he would be able to work with Joan of Arc. When this kind of luck came to him, he felt that he was enveloped in a deep sense of happiness.

She looked at the flag gun in her hand. The flag was tied up with a rope and wrapped around the flagpole. She stretched out her hand to untie the rope.

But at this moment, a bipedal flying dragon suddenly jumped out from the roof of the building on one side.

The flying dragon opened its mouth wide and bit straight at Jeanne d'Arc, who was standing on the mecha's shoulder.

Eamonn reacted and quickly tried to take out a gun from the cockpit, but it was obviously too late.

But the next moment.

"boom!!!"

Under the gaze of the surrounding soldiers and survivors, Joan raised the gun with one hand and swept it to one side. Everyone could hear the explosion of the spear as it cut through the air.

Then, there was a loud bang.

The spear hit the bipedal dragon's mouth accurately, and the powerful force directly knocked the bipedal dragon into the building on one side, creating a deep pit.

She has managed the farm with Arthur over the years, and has learned more than just managing the farm.

The soldiers around him quickly reacted, raised the mecha's cannon, and fired another shot at the monster.

Then, a crisp sound came from the ears of these soldiers.

"clang!"

Joan of Arc placed the flagpole of the flag gun on the mech's shoulder.

During the metal clash, the Lorraine Cross was revealed to the eyes of the surrounding soldiers and survivors as the flag fluttered, just like a girl's hair fluttering in the wind.

A ray of sunlight tore through the foggy sky and shone on the flag and the girl's blond hair.

The white flag glowed, and the girl's blond hair also shone.

Her eyes were tough and filled with compassion, and her body seemed to exude a strange holy light.

Like a living saint.

The fate given to her by Char made her receive the blessing of heaven.

When she holds the flag and once again stands on the land of West France to lead the people of this land, fate will once again favor her.

Some of the veterans who had participated in the Battle of Verdun had a look of absence on their faces.

They seemed to see Joan of Arc on the battlefield of Verdun decades ago, holding a flag and standing on the hillside overlooking the war.

But this time, her brilliance was even more dazzling.

For some reason, the soldiers who were uneasy about facing those unknown alien creatures when they set out were now enveloped in a strong sense of security.

It seems that as long as they follow that flag, victory will be waiting for them ahead.

The people who fled here also recognized Joan of Arc standing on her shoulders, but they didn't know if what they saw was an illusion, so they stared at it in a daze, motionless.

But for some reason, tears kept spinning in their eyes, and their bodies began to tremble involuntarily.

"dad."

Shasha, who was surrounded by suspicion by Mike, couldn't help but ask.

"That seems to be Joan of Arc, right?"

Mike touched Sasha's head and whispered.

"Yes. And we were rescued too."

"The notification will go on and a temporary evacuation site will be established with the Lorraine region as the center. We don't know if the earthquake will come again, so we must choose an open place.

And with the Lorraine region as the center, we will clean up these sub-dragons in all directions.

But note that protecting the people is our first goal, and destroying these monsters hinders the second goal. "

Joan of Arc calmly gave the order.

Aemon reacted and shouted with a rosy face.

"yes!!!!"

　It’s a big chapter, and that’s probably the chapter tonight.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)