Cute Girl Guardian

"Yeah, Chinon is less than three days away from Orleans, so it's normal to hold a battle meeting now, what questions does the saint have?"

"No, it's nothing." Joan of Arc shook her head calmly and said softly.

"Military meeting, we haven't received any notice." After Gilles left, Youfeng said casually while sitting on the bed.

"It's normal. An outsider suddenly becomes the commander of the expeditionary army. Even if he has the name of a saint, there are many people who are dissatisfied." Joan of Arc said not too strangely.

The nobles often discounted the orders of the royal family. It would be surprising if there were no accidents, but she did not expect that such an important matter as the military meeting was not notified to her.

Looking at it now, more people regard her as a mascot to boost morale. (.)

Chapter 36 Military Council

The blue flying cloak and light armor are actually not armors for women but for some knights who are good at agility, but they are also especially suitable for Joan of Arc.

In the military camp of the expedition, where more than [-] people passed by, the soldiers on the left and right bowed their heads slightly in salute. The upper echelon may not believe it, but it is completely different to them.

The policy of ignoring the people, the perception of the lower class will always be different from that of the upper class.

In less than two days, under the deliberate dissemination of Charles VII, the name of the messenger of the Lord and the saint has already spread throughout Chinon, and even to the whole of France.

The messenger of the Lord came to France and led them to victory, which not only increased morale, but also dealt a blow to the enemy.

Gradually approaching the camp, from where Youfeng and the others were, they could barely hear the sound of chatter inside.

"Everyone, I'm not late." The curtains fluttered, and the sound of iron boots stomping on the ground sounded. Looking at the dozen or so people in the tent, Joan of Arc said flatly.

The voices in the tent suddenly fell silent. Except for some people, most of the generals knew that this military meeting did not notify the nominal commander-in-chief saint.

Earl Dunoy looked indifferently at Joan of Arc, You Feng and the two knights who entered the tent. In fact, he was extremely dissatisfied with this arrangement.

Besides Joan of Arc, he is the second person in charge here, and he was supposed to be the commander of the expedition to support Orleans.

It's not that he doesn't want to be the commander-in-chief, it's no problem to let him be the deputy general. My body knows best, but I overloaded it when I broke through, and I haven't recovered yet. Of course, it would be great if there is someone who can replace him. The problem is that he can't accept a woman commanding the whole army.

A girl who claims to be the messenger of the Lord, but according to the data, she was just a rural girl before.

Excluding the influence of the saint's status, what kind of bleak results will the rural girl lead the army?The success or failure of Orleans doomed the fate of France, let alone let him go.

The Earl of Dunoy also understood the key to morale, so he didn't speak out against it, and he already had the idea of ​​detaching Joan of Arc in his heart.

"Holy"

"When will the barracks allow women to come in and out at will?" Giles just wanted to break the silent atmosphere, and a nobleman beside him said coldly.

Commander-in-Chief Dunoy could still accept it.Suddenly replaced by a village girl, even if she bears the name of a saint, how many people will be dissatisfied.

Looking at Youfeng beside Joan, he is giving the male noble a chance.It seems to be talking about her, but in fact, even Joan of Arc is mocking together.

"You..." The grumpy Bertrand hadn't spoken yet, when there was a slapping sound next to him.

"What are you talking about, I didn't hear clearly?" A long iron sword flickered in his hand, and Youfeng looked at the male nobleman stiffly with a black line hanging on his forehead.

"I say"

There was a cluck.The iron long sword broke into two pieces in front of everyone, and the sound of creaking and creaking sounded continuously, and the two pieces of iron sword were easily kneaded into a ball in Youfeng's hands.

The male nobleman also broke out in cold sweat on his forehead. This is not over yet. The long sword that has been kneaded into an iron ball is still being kneaded, and its area is getting smaller and smaller.

After touching his waist, the male noble realized that the sword was his, and it was made of exquisite material. It was not only folded into two pieces, but also compressed into a sphere.This is no longer the domain of normal people!

The air flow surged, and the male nobleman's hair was suddenly disheveled, and a big hole was also broken in the tent above his oblique back, which was far from the destructive power that a small ball could cause.

"What do you want to say?" Looking at the other party with a smile, if you dare to break your own taboo, and dare not take his family's Joan of Arc seriously, this is not for him to clean up!

"...it's nothing." Cold sweat drenched his chest, and the male noble subconsciously took a few steps back and bumped into Giles' body.

Giles was also in a cold sweat. This loli was a little too strong, and she was punched by him and came out alive.Afterwards, I was not happy. With this kind of guard, the safety of the saint and others can be guaranteed the best.

"The military meeting has just begun, and the saint came just in time." He bowed slightly.Giles, who was fairly calm among the people present, said with a smile.

"Also ask the saintess to restrain her subordinates. This is a military camp, not a street." Earl Dunoy also responded in a deep voice, expressing his dissatisfaction with what happened just now.

He recognized the opponent's strength, and he was afraid that it might be stronger than him, but he couldn't mess around in the barracks.

"This is the sage I specially invited to help. Count Dunoy is also aware of the abnormality of the English army." When it came to the issue of Youfeng, Joan of Arc refuted without hesitation.

"Oh? Sage? Not everyone can call that." The word "sage" also made Count Dunoy look at You Feng strangely.

Unlike witches and magicians, they are all heresies in the teachings of the Lord, while sages are symbols of wisdom, guiding the emperor on the right path, and no one can ignore their existence.

A young girl who is not as tall as her own chest can't be seen as a sage, and she has never heard of a similar person among the sages today.

"Don't bark if you don't want to, who asked you?" You Feng said, leaning on the support of the tent, glanced at Earl Dunoy.

"..." Suppressing his anger, Di Nuoy also persuaded himself in his heart, no matter what the other party's status is, having strong strength is enough.

"Since the saint mentioned the abnormality of the invaders, the military meeting will officially begin"

"Everyone who is far behind may not know that, apart from the threat of longbowmen, the English army also hides an abnormal army."

Pressing his hands on the map of Orleans, Count Dunoy said in a deep voice.

This force was fleeting when it first invaded France. Because of the troublesome guys, it has not been dispatched much, and little is known on the front line, let alone the rear.

To be precise, most of what the frontline knew had died in battle.

"They are not afraid of death, they can still continue to fight even if their arms and legs are broken, and they are almost immortal unless their heads are cut off"