Because of this, Joan of Arc decided to enter the city and try to persuade the Burgundians to surrender.

"Your Excellency, the clothes you want have been found."

After the soldier handed over a few clean coarse clothes, he withdrew.

Joan threw a coarse cloth to Gilderre, and she said unceremoniously: "Jill, I'll see you at the gate of the camp later, I plan to sneak into the city to find out information."

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

Guildre held the coarse cloth dress as if holding a sacred object, and left with a solemn expression.

After seeing Gilderrey leave, Joan took off her armor and crown, untied her hair, and tied it into a rustic braid.

Then she put on coarse cloth clothes.

After looking at herself for a while, Joan closed her eyes.

Afterwards, the majestic and sacred temperament on her body changed rapidly, and gradually became ordinary and unobtrusive.

When she opened her eyes again, Joan of Arc had a simple and innocent smile on her face, as if she was a real village girl.

She rubbed her face and looked at her reflection in the water.

"No, it's still too compelling."

Jeanne shook her head.

Although his temperament has changed, his outstanding appearance will definitely cause trouble.

After thinking for a while, she had some ideas.

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After ignoring the strange eyes of the soldiers in coarse clothes and arriving at the gate of the camp, he saw a figure at the gate of the camp. He froze for a moment, and almost didn't recognize Joan of Arc who had changed his appearance drastically.

"Jane?"

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Chapter 63 The Wanted Knight

In Gildre's eyes, he saw a village girl.

Wearing a rustic braid, and there are leaves and a little dirt in the hair, which looks dirty.

The clothes on his body were also a little messy, with mud splashed on them.

His face was also gray, except for a pair of bright eyes.

Joan frowned as she looked at Gilderrey who had just changed into a coarse cloth.

Anyone who is not a fool can see that he is definitely not a farmer.

Whose farmer has such a clean appearance?Whose farmer has such a different temperament?

She thought about it, and then Gildrey was covered in mud.

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"stop!"

The soldiers guarding the city stopped two peasants who seemed to be trying to enter the city.

A farmer looks submissive, keeps his head down, and seems very timid.

And the other peasant woman was so dirty that she could only see a pair of bright eyes.

"Please, can we not enter the city?"

The peasant woman asked tremblingly.

"..."

The soldiers always felt that the two peasants were a little strange, but they couldn't tell what was so strange.

"You have to pay to enter the city!"

He stretched out his hand, signaling the two to pay quickly.

"Okay, okay, my lord."

The peasant woman held a basket in one hand, covered with a piece of patterned cloth, and under the patterned cloth were some round protrusions, as if there were some eggs underneath.

Then she reached into Brie and pulled out some coins.

Putting it in his palm, he counted out a few coins with some reluctance, and handed them to the soldier.

"Is that enough, my lord?"

Looking at the coins that actually cost more than the entry fee, the soldier smiled with satisfaction.

"You seem to be going to the city to sell things. Today is a good day for you."

"You can go to the market in the north of the city and have a look, maybe you can sell your things at a good price."

He pouted and motioned for the two to go in quickly.

"Thank you sir!"

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