One Hundred and Ninety-Five, It's up to You

Perhaps, what has happened during this period of time will make many people think that a long time has passed.

However, if you count carefully, the fact that they attacked Orleans with the French army, met Joan of Arc and Joan of Arc in Orleans, and finally escaped from Caster with Joan of Arc just happened the day before yesterday.

In other words, only two days later, Rozen visited Orleans again.

However, this time, Luo Zhen no longer only had Matthew as his partner, but also had five more cavalry servants as partners, and they came here together.

Having said that, Luo Zhen didn't have too many sighs.

Looking at the city exuding a more intense and heavy atmosphere, at this moment, Luo Zhen only had one thought.

"This time, I won't lose again."

As he spoke, Luo Zhen turned his head and looked behind him.

There, everyone stays together, ready for battle.

"Orleans..."

Joan of Arc tightened the holy flag in her hand, looking at the city that had a close relationship with her former self, there was a slight wave in her eyes.

Not only Joan of Arc, but even Jill stared intently, presumably feeling a lot.

The rest of the people are no longer as noisy as before at this time.

"Finally back here again."

"The last time we helped Joan intrude, we have been hiding behind the scenes to support, and this time we can finally attack from the front."

Marie and Amadeus made such speeches respectively.

"Is that guy there?"

Elizabeth stared closely in the direction of Orleans, her immature face was full of seriousness.

Even Qing Ji's little face was tense.

"A lot of wyverns..."

As Kiyohime said, the number of wyverns flying above Orleans is enormous.

"About five times more than when we attacked before... no,

At least ten times that. "

Matthew's tone was full of tension, obviously worried about the unfavorable situation.

Under such circumstances, it was Roman who comforted him.

"There are indeed a large number of life reactions and magic power reactions gathered in Orleans. The number is far from what it was before. But on the contrary, the nearby life reactions and magic power reactions have almost disappeared. Probably, the has brought back all the wyverns in the whole of France in order to deal with the threat here?"

In other words...

"All the threats and anomalies in this singularity are in that city."

Roman spoke quite seriously.

"As long as the attack is successful and the is defeated, the incident will be completely over, and both France and this era will be saved."

On the other hand, if you fail, everything is over.

Is this what Roman wants to express?

All the followers immediately exuded a sense of tension, but they also cheered up their fighting spirit.

Including Rozen.

"It couldn't be better."

Luo Zhen said such a sentence without hesitation.

after all…

"The once-and-for-all opportunity is right in front of you, and it's impossible not to grasp it tightly."

Luo Zhen glanced at everyone present.

"Success or failure depends on you."

Luo Zhen's words were exchanged for smiles.

Then…

"Let's start with us."

Jill pulled out the long sword worn at his waist and pointed it forward.

"attack!"

Accompanied by Jill's loud cry, behind him, all the French soldiers shouted.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Bathed in the shouts of the soldiers, Luo Zhen touched the command spell on the back of his right hand, and the corners of his mouth slowly lifted.

"Then, it's time for me to work hard."

With the appearance of these words, the command spell on the back of Luo Zhen's right hand shone with light.

The command spell of the second stroke gradually faded in Luo Zhen's hands, and finally turned into surging magic power, which filled Luo Zhen's magic circuit.

The battle begins here.

…………

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

When the shouts of the soldiers sounded, in front of the vast plain where Orléans was located, a scene of thousands of troops and horses appeared.

Soldiers held weapons and rode on horses one after another. While shouting, they rushed in the direction of Orleans, causing the billowing smoke and dust to roll up behind them, like ten thousand horses galloping.

Such momentum immediately aroused the reaction of the Wyvern Legion in Orleans.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

Heads of wyverns roared as if offended, and then flew out of Orleans one after another, as if covering the sky and covering the sun, they flew through the air and rushed towards the French army.

At first glance, this seems to be very similar to the scene when the French army attacked Orleans two days ago, no different.

However, after two days, the two sides have undergone great changes.

After two days of continuous fighting, the size of the French army has been weakened by more than half, with heavy casualties, and it has long since lost its power two days ago.

On the other hand, the Wyvern Legion, since all the Wyverns in France were transferred back, compared to two days ago, the number increased by not a little bit.

Coupled with the fact that ordinary soldiers are not fantasy opponents, the French army's attack is simply a reckless attempt to seek their own death.

If there are no subsequent changes.

"!"

The voice of the true name of the servant's release of the Noble Phantasm appeared like a ghost.

In the next second, the heroic and evil song turned into an invisible sound wave, which reverberated throughout the battlefield.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

The group of biped wyverns that swooped down from the midair like covering the sky and covering the sky suddenly stagnated in unison, and let out a painful roar.

"This is a song dedicated to the god of death. Even if you doubt whether Wulong's hearing can recognize this great rhythm, today is a special big show, so don't miss it."

Amadeus stood at the end of the battlefield, holding the baton in his fingers, smiling lightly while playing non-stop.

Under the effect of its treasures, even the servants will not be immune to the decline in their ability values, and they will even continue to be hurt. The mere sub-dragon group is naturally no problem.

As a result, the wyverns not only roared in pain, but their strength was also greatly weakened.

The soldiers of the French army rushed towards the group of wyverns, riding the heroic and evil sound waves, shouting.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang...!"

In the rear, the cannonball had already been fired, and landed on the group of dragons first, setting off layers of fire waves and blowing up the groups of bipedal dragons.

at the same time…

"!"

Countless magic circles spread out across the battlefield, turning into gates connecting souls.

"Aww!"

"Aww!"

Amid high-pitched howls, huge demon wolves emerged from the magic circle and appeared on the battlefield.

The number of magic wolves is extremely large, almost comparable to that of wyverns.

They all emitted a gloomy light from their eyes, and they rushed towards the two-legged flying dragons with quick and flexible steps like flying through the clouds.

Under the pain, the wyvern's legion couldn't react at all.

"Puchi!"

Suddenly, the sharp claws tore the dragon scales.

"Puchi!"

Suddenly, the fangs pierced the bloody skin.

Head after head of demon wolves pounced on the wyvern, biting and tearing down fiercely.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

Amidst the dragon's chant full of pain, blood spilled all over the ground.