Anyone with a modicum of knowledge will know that at this time, their French army continues to improve, and it is not impossible to fight with Joan of Arc to regain the last station. However, France, which had been suppressed for several years, had a feeling of horror about the British army for a long time, and even some of the main battle factions were hesitant to send troops or not.

As a result, all the ministers divided their divides into two factions, one faction immediately sent troops to regain the lost territory, and the other faction believed that they should act carefully and wait and see what happened.

The constant debate between the two factions has troubled Crown Prince Charles, who is now in opposition France, and it is difficult for him to judge which side of the advice should be followed, regardless of whether the troops are sent or not.

"I don't think it's better to be like this...... "In the end, Charlie, who didn't want to blame either side, came up with a compromise plan, "The line of fire continued to confront, and sent a part of the soldiers to confuse the enemy's attention, and at the same time let the general lead a team of 1,000 centaurs to make a detour to the British garrison at the fastest speed, what do you think?" ”

Charlie's plan made both sides fall into thought, and the steady faction thought about it, even if the queue of 1,000 people is lost, it doesn't matter the overall situation, but it's okay. The troop faction believes that although there are few soldiers, a thousand people are horses, and the rate will be greatly improved, and it is more beneficial to make surprise attacks.

It's just that with such a queue to attack the enemy's station, no matter whether you win or lose, the hope of returning to the world is quite subtle, and you will even have to bear the responsibility of defeat.

"Since the people around you are all peaceful, who will lead the way?" Charlie saw that everyone was silent, so he simply assumed that they acquiesced and asked questions.

This question, most of the people are silent, even if it is a general who sends troops, he has to consider whether he can complete this mission at the beginning.

"Let me go!" At this moment, a man with a thin face and a pale expression, as if he had a kidney deficiency, stepped out of the crowd.

From the very beginning, he was one of the generals who strongly advocated sending troops.

Charlie was overjoyed to see this, "Okay, then this mission will be handed over to you, Marshal Guildre!" ”

……

Joan of Arc's slow march allowed her queue to finally reach the outside of the British garrison after a few days, but it was also a way to recuperate, and the condition of the queue was at its peak, and with Joan of Arc in front, the morale of the soldiers was also unprecedentedly high.

However, looking at the British garrison from afar, Joan of Arc's mood was not better, as she imagined, the British army was the most sophisticated in defense this time, and it was almost impossible to replicate the last victory, and ......

"Or didn't you come?" There were no traces of the French army in the surrounding area, which made Joan of Arc very disappointed, she had greatly slowed down the rate of her march, and it turned out that in her estimation, if the French army had sent troops, it should have arrived at this time.

How?

"Wait! A bit of freshness......"

Just when Joan of Arc was embarrassed, Huang Zheng's voice sounded in her ears.

"Lord?"

Joan of Arc was taken aback, this was the first time she had heard Huang Zheng's voice in preparation for battle.

Since Huang Zheng said that he would not interfere in her affairs, in the past battles, Joan of Arc not only did not receive the instructions of the Lord, but also did not even know where the Lord was...... At this time, Huang Zheng usually hides himself, stays in his warm "home", and eats melons and watches plays from the perspective of God.

But this time, Huang Zheng took the initiative to find out that he was by Joan of Arc's side, which made the latter a little apprehensive.

Be...... Did something happen?

To stop the horror of provoking the questioning of the warrior after standing up, Joan of Arc did not dare to burst into a voice, but only questioned inwardly.

"I can't confirm it, but I feel a fresh ......" Huang Zheng replied to the British garrison in the distance, and there was an indescribable sense of uniqueness in his heart, the kind of feeling that he was most familiar with, but he couldn't find anything similar at all, to use an analogy, it was like a ** heroine who was already extremely familiar, and suddenly one day she changed and became a pure school flower in the school, this sense of disobedience that is both familiar and familiar.

There's something in the station!

Huang Zheng was so sure that even the suffocation of human experience was related to that thing, but he couldn't understand anything, even with his continuous origin knowledge and eyes that had insight into time and space, he couldn't accurately judge it, only a vague point of view.

This couldn't help but make Huang Zheng have a weak sense of urgency.

You must know that in this world, his status is worthy of the creation god, although his skills are still difficult to popularize the alien world outside the earth, but his fire can experience the origin and spread to every corner of the heaven and earth, so he is probably not the most powerful in this world, but he is definitely the most omniscient and all-powerful existence in this world.

Theoretically, there shouldn't be anything in the world that he can't understand.

And now, not to mention understanding, he can't even hold long-distance observations, there is a greater power to intercept his detection, and even this skill himself has a familiar and naïve feeling.

"Strike, Joan of Arc." Thinking of this, Huang Zheng ordered that since it was impossible to hold long-distance observations, he could only go to the nearest inspection, at least to be clear about what was going on and have the ability to target it.

"Now?" Joan of Arc hesitated, if she was the only one, the Lord told her to go west, she would not look east, but now, she led a procession, and had to work for the lives of more than three hundred stray soldiers, and at such a time the blow was of no use except to die in vain.

Huang Zheng naturally knew what she was hesitating, and said, "Don't worry, I'm not letting you die, it's just that my current situation can't be too far away from you...... To put it more simply, I've lost the ability to move alone, and I can only move on your own basis, and there are the freshest things in the station, and I have to check them myself. ”

"I see." Joan of Arc suddenly said, "In other words, would it be good to get closer to the station?" ”

"Yes, if the enemy does not pursue, useless battles will not take place." Huang Zheng nodded, "Although I said that I would not interfere in your battle, the premise is that it is limited to the skills of this world, if I find a skill that does not belong to this era or even this world, then I will personally get rid of it...... When the time comes, I'm afraid I need to borrow your body. ”

"Yes, I'm clear!"

Joan of Arc nodded heavily, and then, as soon as she gave the order, the three-hundred-man horse team immediately rushed towards the British garrison, Joan of Arc rushed to the front with the flag, and the two elite horse teams were at her mercy on both sides, holding the flag high, but Joan of Arc's flag was a lily pattern, and the flag of the two rogue soldiers was a poem.

Huang Zheng floated dozens of meters directly above the queue, looking down on the surrounding environment, although he said, his eyes were always fixed on the British garrison that was getting closer and closer, and at the same time, the unique feeling became stronger and stronger.

Gradually, when the distance between the two sides was less than a kilometer, a figure suddenly jumped into his field of vision.

It was on the walls of the garrison, and in the company of several British soldiers, a young man in a black suit, who was very handsome, with a proud smile on his face, holding a pair of clairvoyants to investigate the march of Joan of Arc's procession.

Looking at this man for a moment, Huang Zheng almost thought that time and space were out of order.

But soon, it became clear to him what had happened to his first child.

Gamer!

Whether it's a clairvoyant mirror or a suit, it's something that doesn't belong to this era, and the discovery of this kind of thing, except for the player, Huang Zheng can't think of anything else.

Yes, only in the face of the player, one's omniscient and omnipotent ability will be invalid, and only the player, oneself will not be able to hold accurate observations, because the player has a systematic guard.

In fact, the system is very attentive to the player's guards, at least, the vast majority of countless dungeons will not put the player in an extremely dangerous environment...... Take the first vice president of Huang Zheng's experience, at that time, the entire third-layer prison was broken and occupied by the prisoners, but there happened to be such a room that they could not occupy, this is not that the prisoners are incompetent, but the system about the player's guard, the system sets the room as a safe area, so that players have enough time and plan to start the plot.

In other words, before the adventure of the dungeon begins, no matter how strong the enemies in the dungeon are, they will not be able to kill even the players who are as weak as ants, and even if they can't be discovered!

After Huang Zheng experienced a death, he continued to think about a question: What is his current identity?

He has failed the player token, the storage space, all the props and identity that a player should have, and even the body can't be condensed, so what is he now?

But the god who created this world, but in essence, it was not he who created the world, but his actions that changed the trajectory of the world, which led to the system creating a new world based on him, and in this world, he was just a dead undead.

It's not a player, it's not a human, it's not even a memorial, it's just an undead who should have died, but ended up stealing life easily thanks to the help of others.

However, the world will not revolve around him in the end, even if he is gone, this world still exists as a copy of the system, and some players will be sent to this world by the system to hold all kinds of adventures, and they ...... To put it mildly, it's an NPC in the dungeon world, and to put it in the opposite way, it's just a bug waste product generated by drilling a system vulnerability.

Even now when the dungeon begins, even if the player has officially intervened in the dungeon battle, the system still blocks its own perception of the player, that is, ......

"Am I being killed as someone I shouldn't be?"

Huang Zheng smiled bitterly, "That's right, the player's death is borne by the system, after I die, the system bears all my rights and responsibilities as a player, but I myself didn't die completely, isn't this inconvenient BUG, since it's a BUG, of course it has to be dealt with, so ...... Even if I don't hesitate to destroy the entire one-sided class history, do you want the player to kill me? ”

In an instant, Huang Zheng was clear about many things, although he didn't know what kind of mission the player had absorbed, but judging from the previous perception barrier, he was undoubtedly standing on the opposite side of the system that granted the player a mission.

"Is this a system that is completely neutral after being completely out of the control of demons? If it doesn't work, you give it up, although it's not unreasonable, but, as a family...... It's really sad. ”

Huang Zheng closed his eyes gently, about the last time he died, at this time, he can slightly understand a little bit of what he couldn't understand in the past, such as sadness, resentment and unwillingness.

"That's probably what the people are called."

Muttering to himself, Huang Zheng waved his hand, and in an instant, the wind blew violently, and flew towards the queue where Joan of Arc was, the ascent of the queue was slightly blocked, and the flags held by the two horse teams were not burdened and fell to the ground.

"Put it away, don't show it."

When the two horses hurriedly wanted to raise the banner from scratch, Joan of Arc's ears sounded Huang Zheng's voice again, although she didn't know why, but she immediately ordered the two knights to put the flag away.

In mid-air, Huang Zheng looked at the player on the ground, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"But, don't underestimate me!"

In the past, he was a player to compete with his sub-self, but now his attitude has changed, and he will compete with the player as a sub-self, and the two seem to be not much different, but ...... The enemy is in the light, he is in the dark, and the good and bad in this are self-evident.

After hesitating for a long time, Yunkong Pavilion decided to explore Joan of Arc's skills first.

When the procession led by Joan of Arc approached the station less than two hundred meters, he waved his hand, and the archers who had been waiting on the city wall immediately bent their bows and fired arrows downward, and in an instant, arrows rained down.

This garrison was one of the most tense lines of fire between the British and French armies, and in some cases, even one of them could be removed, because it was both a continuous line of fire between the two countries and a direct link to British territory, whether it was used as a springboard to attack France, or to prevent French attacks, it was an extremely tense base of strategy.

In addition to having such a pivotal figure in the country as Duke Ainan, even ordinary soldiers have the most advanced essence, and then there are excellent constructions and rich grain and grass, even if they are helpless, they are enough to hold out for two or three months.

At this time, these archers on the city wall were also the most advanced group of archers in Britain, hundreds of arrows were shot down, all aimed at Joan of Arc's queue, there was almost no place to dodge, and even the horse team behind Joan of Arc was so frightened that they broke out in a night sweat when they saw this scene.

However, as Joan of Arc raised the banner in his hand, the chaste white dove drew a trajectory in mid-air, instantly surrounding all the warriors, and those powerful arrows seemed to shoot on a transparent city wall, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Oooh! Long live the Holy Maiden! ”

"Long live the Holy Maiden!"

"God bless France!"

The miracle displayed once again completely erased the sorrow of the French horse team, and made their fighting spirit and courage soar unprecedentedly, and they were so excited and happy that they even shouted in unison, singing the praises of Joan of Arc, singing the praises of the gods, and singing the praises of France.

On the other hand, the British defenders on the city walls showed terrified expressions one by one, they did have rich combat experience and excellent physical nature, but even mortals would still feel horror in front of their incomprehensible skills. And now, the invisible barrier, the earth-shattering shouts of the French, as if to report to them, that the gods are on the side of France, and if they are enemies of France, are they not against the gods?

On the battlefield, the rise and fall of morale is also relative, when the morale of one skill is soaring, the morale of the other side is bound to be weak, and now this is the situation, the French are high-spirited, and feel that there is nothing to be afraid of, and the British may not move, for fear of being blamed by the gods, and do not know what to do.

If there is anyone in the British garrison who can connect with the calm, it is Yunkong Pavilion, Joan of Arc showed a strong defensive ability, in his opinion, it is unreasonable, but the ultimate boss with a cost of up to 100,000 Ah, it is too cheap to even take out such a skill, but ...... Yunkong Pavilion also had a trace of doubt in her heart, according to Joan of Arc's current trend, it seemed that she was expected to simply storm the city gate and kill the station, was she serious?

No matter how strong and invincible she is, in the end, she has only one side, and the queue she leads is only a team of 300 horses, and in the station, she can recruit 5,000 British troops to participate in the battle at any time, under such a huge difference, she is really expected to capture this garrison by herself?

Even if she was fine, the horse team behind her would be dead!

Joan of Arc, what do you want to do?

When this kind of problem arose in the Cloud Sky Pavilion, Joan of Arc also wanted to ask in his heart: Lord, what do you want to do?

It turned out that Huang Zheng told her that this was just a feint, and she would retreat at a glance at the station, but the lord did not send an order to retreat, but let her continue to move forward, the war has been carried out until now, and the soldiers have been stimulated with high morale, even if there are only three hundred horsemen, the British army facing the garrison is not the slightest timidity, in this environment, even if she wants to retreat, it is a little insufficient.

Is this really just a feint?

Joan of Arc couldn't guess Huang Zheng's thoughts, and there was a trace of worry in her heart, and just as she was about to approach the city gate, two figures flew down from the city wall.

No matter what Joan of Arc had, the precious opportunity would not be missed by Yunkong Pavilion, but he didn't dare to take risks until he confirmed Joan of Arc's real skills...... Or that sentence, the boss that costs 100,000 game points is something that no player can despise!

Fortunately, Yunkong Pavilion not only has its own combat power, but also an extremely advanced puppeteer, and he has redeemed the craft of puppet production from the game space, and has been redeemed to the highest level, and the title of the puppet is - Karakuri Girl.

The characteristic of this type of puppet is that they don't need to be manipulated with a thread or any other structure, and each unilateral puppet can have self-knowledge after being formed, as well as a matching and strong combat talent, and the energy is continuous, and the puppet is not damaged, so it can continue to fight, and there is no difference between it and the real person, no, it is even twice as advanced as the real person, to say what are the shortcomings...... That is, this type of doll can only exist in women.

Karakuri girl.

Yunkong Pavilion used to be the most senior puppeteer.,The understanding, production and application of Karakuri girls have reached the point of being superb, and he can even produce Karakuri girls with the ability to conceive.。 It's just that he doesn't have much fun with the straw figures.,Didn't delve into this aspect.,Instead, he continued to study the combat direction.,And in the end, what he produced was a super Karakuri girl who connected a variety of combat abilities.。

Ice Rain and Evening Moon, these are the two Karakuri girls produced by Yunkong Pavilion with all the attainments of being puppeteers, the material is the highest level of demon body, with the ability to regenerate itself, and the energy source is the Philosopher's Stone, with the energy circuit of the Pole Tailai. In the process of production, Yunkong Pavilion deliberately downplayed their humane thinking circuit, and further enhanced their combat awareness and instinct, although it is not an innocent combat weapon, but it is well-deserved to say that the soldiers of the production are well-deserved.

The most frustrating thing is that Yunkong Pavilion also gave them a devil fruit!

Except that they can't swim, they have no weaknesses.

When the ice rain and the evening moon rushed down from the city wall towards Joan of Arc, Joan of Arc suddenly felt like a great enemy, and a deep chill made her almost tremble, and even Huang Zheng frowned.

At just a glance, Huang Zheng had already seen that the two girls who rushed down were not humans, but extremely special dolls, but after the system set up a barrier for him, before the real contact, Huang Zheng couldn't judge the skills of these two dolls, and only reported to him intuitively...... Joan of Arc was probably no match for them.

"Let your queue retreat first."

Huang Zheng said to Joan of Arc, although Joan of Arc couldn't figure out what was going on, but at this time she also felt a strong uneasiness, and almost without any hesitation, she let the front army change into the rear army and began to retreat.

This order to give the rising horse team caused a trace of chaos, at the moment when all the people were in high spirits and wanted to step through the enemy's city gate, how could anyone say that they would retreat, but the next moment, an infinite chill suddenly came.

It was a white-headed girl in a kimono, her originally gentle expression was extremely resolute under the sharp gaze, and when she floated down, a chill from the sky was released from her body, like a plague...... No, it was a plague doubly terrifying, and even Joan of Arc's precautions could not completely intercept it.

With the cold pouring in, all the soldiers on the scene were cold, and even the horses let out a mournful whimper.

It was only at this time that it became clear to the French horses why Joan of Arc had made them retreat, and indeed they were completely unable to fight in the face of such skill.

As a result, the horses turned their heads and began to retreat.

But Joan of Arc did not retreat.

She knows very well that the other party's indicator is herself, and she is the only one who can resist this strange chill, once she retreats, the other party may chase and kill her, and then under the terrifying cold, no one in this horse team can survive.

So she will not retreat, she must keep the enemy at bay.

Thinking of this, Joan of Arc's eyes also became sharp, and the sharp tip of the flag simply stabbed towards the white-headed girl.

However, Joan of Arc, who does not have a rich combat experience, misses it, and her enemies are not only white-headed girls.

Rumble!

At the same time, with a violent roar, another girl landed, a black-haired girl in a black kimono, who looked slightly younger than the white-headed girl, but her arrogance was even greater. When she landed, there was almost no pause, and the whole side rushed towards Joan of Arc like lightning, and her delicate white fist hit Joan of Arc's abdomen.

"Honkai Vajra Force!"

There is no fancy blow, and some only reach the speed of the peak, not to mention that Joan of Arc does not realize it, even if she has a plan, there is almost no way to avoid it.

Then, when the punch came closer, the space began to crack.

It was not space, but the absolute defense produced by Joan of Arc's experience of Huang Zheng's skills, but with this punch of the black-haired girl, the entire defense field collapsed instantly, and then clicked.

Joan of Arc was caught off guard, and the punch finally landed on her abdomen, and the faint sound of bones breaking sounded, which was the first time that Joan of Arc had been hit so hard after reaching her pure body, and the blood was spurting out, and the whole side was blown away.

At the same time, a blue-white figure flashed by.

The white-headed girl came first, and she was in mid-air, but her arms were hooked around Joan of Arc's neck.

"Die...... Eternal Ice! ”

Titicaca......