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Home > Fantasy > Trafford's Trading Club > Chapter 2083

Chapter 2083

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When Mr. Jacques arrived with the militia of the Young Village, the mutated cavalrymen led by Leonbell reacted instantly.

This group of terrifying horsemen instantly besieged Mr. Jacques.

War horses, weapons, blood-stained armors, and murky white eyeballs … all of these elements formed a painting of hell in front of Mr. Jacques and the others.

They weren't facing the ferocious Burgundian horsemen; instead, they were facing monsters that were even more terrifying! They were like demons!

"I … I don't want to deal with these guys!"

Terrified, a young man with a wooden spear in his hand turned around and tried to escape after yelling. However, he couldn't pass through the armor of the horsemen.

He tried to lie on the ground and escape from under the war horse, but a war spear pierced his body … The horsemen on the war horse raised the war spear.

As a result, the young militia's body was lifted up high.

He struggled and screamed in pain in the air, but the more he struggled, the more his body slid down along the war spear.

The villagers couldn't bear to see this cruel scene, and many of them lowered their heads.

"Demons!"

Mr. Jacques was shocked, scared, and angry. His mind was blank, but his arms waved the weapon, and his body instinctively swung the sword at the horsemen.

He only practiced swordsmanship for a while, and he wasn't even a dabbler. However, even so, Mr. Jacques was one of the most powerful warriors in the village.

But at this time, a big sword directly cut Mr. Jacques' sword in half!

This sword was obviously more expensive than the one that Mr. Jacques brought to the [Rose Mansion] … This was an antique that Mr. Jacques collected in his house, and it wasn't as sharp and hard as the one that he lent to Luoqiu in the [Rose Mansion].

Although this sword was expensive, it was only an ornamental item.

At this moment, the big sword not only broke Mr. Jacques' sword, but it also knocked him to the ground … After falling to the ground, Mr. Jacques looked at the person who knocked him back in horror!

Leonbell!

The young cavalry captain of the Burgundian horsemen, the terrifying guy who could wield a two-handed sword with one hand … Leonbell was even scarier now!

Leonbell waved his big sword again as if he wanted to cut Mr. Jacques in half. However, a loud roar suddenly sounded!

"Run!"

A wooden cart used to transport groceries was rushing over at a high speed … The person pushing the wooden cart was surprisingly Mister Arthashis, who had come to Donremi Village as an outsider!

"It's you …" Mr. Jacques was in disbelief.

The wooden chariot, pushed by Arthasheth, directly knocked away the warhorses, creating a gap in the encirclement of the knights. Not only that, the wooden chariot directly crashed into the young captain of the knights, Leonbell!

"Run!" Mister Arthashis yelled.

Mr. Jacques and the group of villager soldiers were instantly alerted. Looking at the gap that was broken, they all rushed forward!

At this moment, Mr. Assaches took the torch from the wooden cart and waved it in front of the horsemen like a weapon … He didn't want the torch to be able to deal with the horsemen. He just wanted the torch to be able to startle the war horses and disrupt the horsemen's formation!

But unexpectedly, the horsemen on the war horses were the horsemen instead of the war horses.

— Are these horsemen afraid of fire?

Instantly, Mr. Assaches had this speculation … But he didn't have time to think about it. He turned around and lit the straw on the wooden cart. Then, he pushed the burning wooden cart and rushed forward again!

In Nan Xiaonan's words …

"What a fierce horseman!"

In the distance, the Witch of her sub-world couldn't help but be dumbfounded when she saw this scene. She had never imagined that this Lady Boss of Assashis would be so ferocious. There had been no movement at all before this, but he had rushed in as he pleased … and he had even succeeded in rescuing her!

"You should run too!"

The moment he pushed the burning wooden cart past Nan Xiaonan's hiding place, the boss of Arthashis couldn't help but roar … Nan Xiaonan almost cursed at him.

'I've been so … so well hiding here, why did you expose me!!'

But the horsemen who were in chaos soon recovered. At this moment, Mr. Assaches who was pushing the burning wooden cart was the brightest boy in the night. It was impossible not to notice him.

Seeing the horsemen who had regained their morale and were charging towards her, Nan Xiaonan crawled out of her hiding place with a dark face.

"You guys follow me!" Mr. Jacques turned around and said quickly, "We are here to delay the horsemen until the villagers can evacuate … They should have evacuated by now. We can use the terrain of the village to get rid of these monsters. They are riding war horses, so it won't be difficult for them to move in the village …"

Before he finished, the two horsemen broke through the walls of the houses and courtyards … They even broke through the houses of the villagers. They were not affected by the horsemen at all.

"This group of monsters! This group of monsters! "Jacques was so angry that he hurriedly scolded!

Nan Xiaonan also scolded in her heart.

— If only I could Xing Chuang once, I wouldn't be so embarrassed.

— Damn it, Miss Maid said it was because the rules here didn't allow it. But what did the rules allow? The horsemen like the undead appeared! You can't play like this!

"Get down!"

In the chaos, a familiar voice sounded … Hearing this voice, Mr. Assaches subconsciously remembered the moment when the exploration group first entered the forest and encountered the wild boar.

He almost didn't think much, and his body instinctively rushed to the road in front of him.

In the night sky, it seemed that someone threw an oil pot, and then a lit arrow was shot directly at the moment when the oil pot fell down!

Boom —!

The sealed oil pot instantly exploded into a ball of flame in the air … The flame immediately dispersed, and through the exploded oil, it directly sprinkled on the horsemen!

The oil attached to the horsemen's body, and the flame began to spread rapidly. The horses of the horsemen suddenly panicked and became difficult to control. Many of them directly fell to the ground!

"Over there!"

At this time, a young militia stretched out his hand and pointed.

Above the houses in the village, there was a figure quickly climbing and moving on the roofs of the houses … After a while, this figure once again threw an oil pot into the night sky, and then lit an arrow to destroy it.

The second oil pot made the fire more fierce. Only the sound of air breaking was heard, and one after another, sharp arrows hit the horsemen's face that was attacked by the flames.

Not every arrow could hit the center of the horsemen's forehead, but they didn't miss either … All the arrows were aimed at the horsemen's face, which showed the archery skills of the person who shot them!

Finally, after a round of attacks, the figure who shot arrows stopped. At this time, she was standing on the roof of the house closest to them.

Under the reflection of the moonlight and the flames, the girl who was holding a hunting bow and wearing a long dress raised the bow again, put the last arrow, and aimed.

The bowstring instantly contracted, and the last arrow in the quiver directly shot through the eyes of a horsemen.

"It's her … Jeanne! It's Jacques's daughter … "

At this time, Mr. Assaches raised his head and looked at the girl under the moonlight in a daze. He couldn't even connect the girl who saved them with her dress of the upper-class society.

"Jeanne, how could you …"

Mr. Jacques was about to say something at this time.

But the girl rushed to say first, "Father, now is not the time to talk about this … Hurry up and stay away, this group of horsemen is coming up!"

"What? Aren't they … "

Mr. Jacques was shocked. He looked back and saw that the flames on these horsemen had been extinguished.

Although these horsemen were almost thrown off their horses, they didn't seem to feel pain at this time … Even those who were shot in the face could still stand up!

Facing the horsemen who were approaching again, the girl suddenly retreated and hid in the blind spot of the people on the roof.

At this time, the girl quickly tore her long dress from the edge of her thigh, and then reached inside … Instantly, a long stone sword was taken out from her dress.

Holding the stone sword in her hand, the girl took a deep breath and walked to the place where she stood just now. She held the stone sword in her hand … [Sword of Victory] high.

"I saw a miracle!"

The girl's clear voice sounded under the night sky.

"I also saw [Saint Michael]! Faith will guide me and bring hope to people. The holy light will guide me until the evil is destroyed! "

"Because … I'm the pure white Saint Sword Envoy!!"

Instantly, a dazzling light was released from the stone sword and turned into a light beam that shot into the sky!



The flashing light not only illuminated the entire village, but also the fields and mountains near the village!

In the village, the dazzling light passed through the open doors and windows and invaded each house at the same time.

At this moment, in the house that was used to house the foreigners, when the light appeared and the girl's voice echoed, the servant girl's perfect appearance suddenly twitched uncontrollably.

The etiquette behind her seemed to be on the verge of breaking down at any moment … She even held her forehead with one hand and sighed heavily.

"I shouldn't have come, really. This is really … "

The servant girl suddenly had a feeling of social death … She turned her head and looked at Ke Lili who had lost her main consciousness because of the awakening of the destiny system. Ke Lili had become muddle-headed.

She was thinking about this problem.

'I should just forget about it and not install a machine for this servant girl …'





"I'm the pure white Saint Sword Envoy —!"

The girl's last words were like a chant. After the light beam from [Sword of Victory] disappeared, the clouds in the sky revealed a piece of holy white light!

Under the holy light, a huge light shadow appeared in the sky … At this moment, the light shadow held a long sword with both hands and slowly spread out the wings behind it … six wings!

"My God! It's an angel!! "

"[Saint Michael] … It's really [Saint Michael]!"

"I didn't believe it before, but now … I believe it!"

"Miracle, it's really a miracle!"

In the distance, the villagers of Donremi Village who were evacuating all knelt on the ground and put their palms together when they saw the huge angel's light shadow under the night sky … At this moment, they were worshipping it devoutly!

In the village, seeing the girl summoning the angel's light shadow, the young militia also knelt down and worshipped it devoutly under the holy light.

Mr. Jacques didn't move; he just froze and looked at his daughter who was holding the stone sword high with a complicated expression … On the other side, Nan Xiaonan frowned and was thinking.

Mr. Assaches looked as if he had seen a ghost, murmuring to himself, "Angel … Blazing Angel? [Saint Michael] … Isn't it the one in [Blazing Sky City]? So, is this place under the jurisdiction of [Blazing Sky City]? Where is this place … "

Holy light.

At this moment, Mr. Assaches also felt it. It was basically the same as the holy light he had felt from the [Saint] statue in the limited number of times he had been in the [City of Freedom].

However, the appearance of the holy light and the angel's light shadow didn't make the crazy Burgundian cavalry retreat … Instead, under the illumination of the holy light, this group of mutated cavalry became even crazier!

They roared at the sky as if they wanted to ascend to the heavens, as if they wanted to kill the angel … as if they wanted to destroy the holy light!

The angel was furious.

It waved its sword in the sky and slashed horizontally … A huge sword light swept down, and the Burgundian cavalry in the village were instantly annihilated under this huge sword light!

Shrill cries seemed to echo, but after the sword light passed, everything in front of them disappeared, leaving only a huge crack on the ground!

The cavalry that had almost wiped out the entire village disappeared from this world with a single blow from the angel's shadow.

The power of the miracle made the pious look on the faces of the people more and more intense … The girl holding the [Sword of Victory] on the roof of the building now had a rosy face.

She slowly exhaled, and the angel's light shadow in the sky slowly disappeared. In the end, only pieces of white feathers that emitted a faint light sprinkled down from the sky.

The girl reached out and picked up a feather that fell into her palm. The feather became like a snowflake and disappeared with a touch.

The girl took a deep breath, looked at the people, and said loudly, "From today onwards, you can call me [Saint Joan of Arc]! I am the agent of [Saint Michael], and I will lead you to drive the brutal Burgundians back to the origin of their ancestors! "

The people cheered and shouted the name of [Saint Joan of Arc].





At the farm of Donremi Village, the windmill observation platform used to grind flour.

Boss Luo was holding a piece of charcoal in his hand and drawing something on the drawing paper on the rack.

He was painting Donremi Village from this angle. He was painting the huge shadow of the angel under the night sky. He was painting the girl standing on the balcony with her sword raised high. He was still painting the girl's expression, making it seem very lifelike.

"Hmm … it feels a little off."

He said softly, then waved his hand.

The angel's shadow in the painting disappeared just like that.

Boss Luo probably felt satisfied with this, so there was a smile on his face.

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