Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

Ever since the start of the Franco-Prussian War, the bell tower of the Gothic Church of the Holy Cross had never rang. However, today, the white-haired Bishop was wearing a Mass gown as he stood in the strong wind, looking at the Orleans city in the flames with a sorrowful look.

Looking around, his vision was filled with what looked like hell. Flames, smoke, pungent blood … Corpses were strewn all over the place, and the groups of humans that were fighting were like an army of ants fighting for their territory.

In the distance, the sound of cannons rumbling could be heard. It was as if a thunderclap was sweeping across the battlefield. The shouts of the cannons were so loud that they even suppressed the sound of the cannons rumbling!

"My God! This should be the end! "

"My children! Although we have given our lives to God, we must not forget that this is our home! "

"It is their bread and wine that nourishes us so that we can serve God without any worries!"

"It's time to do something for them! We can't really become the parasites in the mouths of those revolutionary thugs, can we? "

"Ring the bell!" Let the voice of God inspire the warriors of France! Raise the cross! Joan of Arc... Palm Flag! "

Dang Dang Dang … A few priests pulled on the bell rope together. A loud and resounding bell sound suddenly rang out in Orleans, causing countless soldiers to forget about killing them. They subconsciously turned their heads to look for the source of the bell sound.

"Archbishop!" Quick, look... The archbishop of the Holy Cross! God bless the France! "

Countless French soldiers knelt and prayed to the church, tears flowing uncontrollably. Immediately after, a strange flag suddenly rose!

It was a cross, but what was different was that there was a small cross bar on the cross!

From afar, it looked like the Chinese characters were 'not here'. However, there was no longer a 'no' or 'no' below!

After putting down the telescope, Gan Bida started crying. The Cathedral of the Holy Cross has brought out the Cross of Lorraine... The flag that the Joan of Arc held in her hands all those years ago! "

"Wuwuwu …" Gan Bida knelt on the ground and cried like a child!

"Ah, motherland... Wu wu wu … France... My homeland... "Ahhh!" The crying and howling Gan Bida had completely gone mad!

The cross was the instrument of torture during the crucifixion of Christ, which was eventually consecrated by the Catholic Church as a sacred relic and symbol!

But all the crosses in the world were different. There were sculptured statues of Jesus on the Catholic cross and they were nailed to the cross.

The Protestantism, also known as the future Christian, was a cross made from a single pole, there was no image of Christ on it!

As for the Orthodox Cross, there was a cross above and below each of the horizontal lines. The one below was slanted, representing the direction of heaven and hell.

In addition to the three known crucifixes, there was another cross known as the highest grade of Catholicism, the Cross of Lorraine.

The top one was said to be a small wooden sign that had once been on the Cross of the Crucifixion. The sign said 'King of the Jews'.

This was the origin of Luo Lin's cross, and to the people of France, this holy cross had another meaning, because this was the flag of the cross that the Joan of Arc held in her hands all those years ago!

In the Hundred Years War of the English and French, if there were no Joan of Arc, perhaps the history of Europe would have been rewritten, and there would not be a country like France!

The Joan of Arc was of great significance to the France. This was the origin of the French Nation's spirit!

The Holy Maiden's banner had always been kept in the Holy Cross Cathedral, but they never would have thought that the church would no longer remain neutral in times of crisis. They had hung a flag and officially entered the war in the name of the French people!

The Lorraine Cross was fluttering in the wind, and at the top of the bell tower of the city's high church, the spirit of the Holy Maiden who had led the France to defeat England four hundred years ago had returned!

The entire army roared, the Orleans had already completely descended into berserk mode!

"Fight to the death, no retreat!" "They are willing to die just like that!" The three hundred thousand French soldiers were equally furious. The entire army immediately launched their final charge!

All the stone and pontoon bridges were filled with charging soldiers. The Prussian army's position was under an unprecedented pressure, and every street was densely packed with soldiers.

Amidst the sea of people, the Cathedral of the Holy Cross opened its doors. Dozens of priests were singing praises as they carried wooden crosses onto the streets, moving in the direction of the enemy.

"God bless you... A warrior from the France! "

"God bless us... France, my homeland! "

This was all about blessing, but everyone who heard it went crazy. That moment of fatigue, fear, pain, sadness … All the negative emotions had disappeared!

The three hundred thousand French army only had one thought in their minds, and that was to fight to the end, to the end, and to the end!

In the Prussian army Command Headquarters, Commander Halman's face turned pale with fright. He knew that the tide was out!

"Order..." The entire army began their retreat, retreating step by step according to the instruction manual … "

"The French are awake, at least in the south of France!"

"I'm afraid this war... Our army can only stop here! "Don't make any reckless sacrifices, let the various tribes begin to retreat according to their previous preparations …"

Under the orders of the entire army, all units began to act according to the instructions, all documents that could not be taken away from the headquarters at all levels began to burn, the engineers were prepared to destroy all the telegraph line before retreating!

The injured barracks was the first to head north on a horse carriage. The rest of the troops separated into their own troops and retreated towards the north!

A hundred thousand troops retreating to the north, this was a large project, if one was not careful, they would be chased down and devoured by the three hundred thousand strong army!

Only the strict Prussian Army could complete such a mission. The most tenacious troops in battle became the backbone of the forces at the back of the palace. They were like a boulder as they stopped the French army's violent attacks again and again, creating a chance for them to survive.

As the Prussian army retreated, all the flags in Orleans City were raised, and gradually, the entire city area was filled with tricolor flag flying!

Gan Bida's heart was extremely heavy, he walked nonstop to the northern shore, and looked at the corpses that were within reach, he suddenly let out a long breath!

"To …" "The Paris press release!"

"To …" All orders have been issued! "

"Orleans... The light has returned! "

With a thump, Gan Bida, who had not slept for three days and three nights, directly fainted onto the ground. Before he fell asleep, he said a few words, "You've trapped me to death …"

The Orleans's battle lasted for three days, with over 30,000 casualties in the Prussian army and 60,000 casualties in the France. However, after the war ended, the two sides' forces reversed.

Although there were many casualties in the France, their soldiers had gone from two hundred thousand in front of the battle to three hundred and thirty thousand after the battle.

As for the supplies, there were even more!

The war lasted until October 1870, when the stunned France finally began to wake up!