Baron Jill couldn't help persuading him.

"Even if it is to reassure them... If you don't accept it, they will only think that you are going to do something to them, and they will think that you are trying to get more from them. So even if it is for themselves , but also a symbolic charge."

This is not the words of Baron Jill's family, but the general consensus of the nobles at the moment. They have already fought desperately, so why can't they take property from those civilians to supplement military resources.This has always been the case from ancient times to the present, and this has even formed a certain customary rule.

"But...it's always been like this, isn't it right?"

Joan's eyes closed slightly.

Whenever she thinks of the civilians who sent supplies, she thinks of her hometown, and those folks who are impoverished under the disaster of war and war, but are still alive and strong.

She really couldn't do it if she was asked to collect property from such people.

"I've made up my mind."

When she opened her eyes again, Joan's gaze became firm.

"Don't take anything from them, don't take any of their belongings... If they must do this, then do it, give them the equipment we seized, sell them the armor we replaced, so that in the When they encounter danger, they can at least have some ability to protect themselves."

"This……"

Baron Jill had never heard of such an outrageous decision. He could take it away for nothing, but he insisted on selling something to the commoners—but at this moment, he didn't dare to say a word of dissent.

Just because, at this moment, he vaguely saw the shadow of that foreigner in Joan's line of sight.

That's right, he remembered, when he first met this angel of strength, he had also endured such a time - obviously that foreigner could take everything from him by force, but he had to take two bottles of alchemy potions. sell him.Of course, in terms of the result, he still took out a lot of gold coins, but in terms of the process...it seems to be useful?

It is indeed useful, at least in name it sounds a lot better.

"I understand."

Baron Jill felt that he had already understood the meaning of this holy girl. He could only say that he was indeed a rising star. He was ruthless to others, but he was even more ruthless to his own people. Commander"!

"I will definitely sell the equipment we eliminated at a good price, and those poor ghosts don't even think about leaving a single copper..."

"What are you thinking! Is this what you understand?"

Hearing Baron Jill's words, Joan stared angrily.

"Didn't you understand what I said? At least let them have some ability to protect themselves! Are you trying to let them and the English deal with us by taking away their last copper coin?"

"Ah this..."

Baron Gill choked and couldn't speak.

Baron Gil was still in a daze until he walked out of the camp. You must know that he is in charge of the second echelon, and he is also in charge of all the logistical affairs of the Ministry of Joan of Arc—yes, many of the captured weapons and equipment are redundant, and those The second-hand armors that were replaced were useless, but at least they were still usable, and a lot of equipment was repaired as if it were new.

Right now, these high-quality weapons and equipment are going to be distributed to those poor ghosts directly...

"A sin..."

Baron Jill rubbed his head in pain, but he didn't dare to say no.

It's just because, with successive victories, Joan's prestige in the army has also deepened day by day, and now everyone in Joan's department will unconditionally implement any order of Joan, even if it is him.

However, the execution of the order belongs to the execution of the order, but it hurts, and it also hurts.

Thinking of this, Baron Gil returned to his rear barracks.

But when he just entered the door, what greeted him was a large glass of ale.

"Don't be sour, let's have a drink."

On the stretcher with thirteen battle flags planted, Lao Luo handed over a glass of beer, which had been completely worn out.

"What's wrong with you? Didn't you win all the battles?"

"You are happy..."

Baron Jill took the ale casually, and he had become familiar with Lao Luo during this time.

"You don't know how outrageous the order our holy girl gave just now..."

Having said that, Baron Jill simply explained the current situation, including the things brought by the people, and the discussion in the camp just now... In fact, he didn't expect Lao Luo to solve this matter, but It would be a good thing to have someone to talk to.

It's just that after Lao Luo heard about this, he didn't show any understanding at all, but laughed out loud.

"You are too small!"

While drinking ale, Lao Luo patted Baron Jill on the shoulder.

"You're just framing yourself, and only money is left in your eyes... But money is not everything in this world. Yes, the weapons and equipment we give out right now are indeed more valuable, but you have Didn't you think that they would also pay the corresponding things?"

"...the corresponding thing?"

Baron Gil was taken aback.

"You mean..."

"The so-called exchange must be equal. If there is any inequality, there must be some hidden price that you haven't seen."

Seeing that Baron Jill was looking at him in confusion, Old Rawdon, who had nothing to do, immediately pretended to be.

"What you gave away was only some weapons and equipment, but what you got in exchange was what the people wanted. When all the people here start to support us, do you still think this is a loss-making thing?"

"This……"

Baron Gil's eyes lit up.

He was taken as a fool when he was the head of logistics before, but now Lao Luo reminds him, as a nobleman, how could he fail to understand this point-compared with some weapons and armors, the will of the people is obviously more important After all, even the best weapons and armor need people to use them, and the people who support them are not the best source of soldiers?

"I have fully understood! How to operate this matter!"

Thinking of this, Baron Jill rushed out of the camp excitedly.

"They want to fight for their homeland! They want to fight for their own peace!"

"Ah, isn't that quite clear?"

Lao Luo, who was drinking ale, laughed. Now that he is inconvenient to move, he can only use this method to try to survive the last time of the mission.

He finally understood that as long as he didn't go out and treated himself as a corpse, he could avoid bad luck as much as possible—although in the Battle of Pati, his wheelchair was directly smashed into a stretcher, but that After all, it was only a minor injury, not just killing him.

Well, everything is coming to an end.

Lao Luo remembers very clearly that if the official mission line is to be completed, the player will follow Joan of Arc to Reims. At the moment when the crown prince is crowned in the Cathedral of Reims, in the glory of the French sergeants, the players will be in Joan of Arc. In front of a group of generals gradually turned into points of light, and returned to the character space - and now there is no obstacle between them and Lance, the mission is about to end, and the painful curse entangled in him is finally It's over.

"This is a treasure..."

Thinking about what he gained in this special mission line, Lao Luo couldn't help laughing.Originally, he just wanted to get a team support item to be satisfied, who would have thought that he could get such a rare thing as a real name treasure-he had already figured out how to brag to his team friends , with his real name treasure, he is definitely the well-deserved first echelon among the current players.

"There can't be any problems, right? Is this mission still stuck and I can't get out?"

Thinking of this, Lao Luo continued his bad behavior.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that when Jeanne d'Arc finally occupied the Reims Cathedral, an accident really happened.

"how is this possible……"

On the sacrificial altar not far away, Crown Prince Charles had already put on the crown under the ceremony of the bishop, and was officially crowned as Charles VII. Joan of Arc, who had made the most contribution, was the leader of the new generation of generals, wearing his helmet and armor Standing beside the crown prince.

The pure white gun flag is fluttering in the wind, that is the direction of victory.

But at this moment, Lao Luo only felt a chill down his spine.

Just because, when he looked down at his hand, he didn't see any light.

He didn't disappear.

The task is not over yet.

The Battle of Orleans, The Hundred Years' War of the Evil Dragon: Chapter 56 Chapter 56 There will always be shadows under the lights ([-] characters for tickets)

The task is not over, and everything is not over.

The crowd was cheering, they celebrated the victory that belonged to France, and the crown prince Charles, oh, should be called Charles VII now, the new king of France was also extremely happy, wearing a crown on his head in high spirits—and Joan of Arc , at this moment, he has got his wish, and has truly become an indispensable mainstay of France, and even single-handedly created the restoration of France!

Holding the pure white gun flag high, Joan of Arc was suddenly in a daze.

Once upon a time, although she also had the desire to save France, it was just a word of mouth from a country girl. As for whether she could do it or how to do it, she hadn't thought about it at all—it was precisely because In this way, after realizing the cruelty of war, she even doubted herself for a while, and felt that she could not do all this well.

But now...

She did it after all.

It was done, and it was finally done. The crown prince has been officially crowned, and France has reached the first step of restoring the country.

But this time, instead of relying on that foreigner, she achieved all this with her own hard work and hard work.

"By the way, what about the foreigner?"

The voice of the new French King Charles VII sounded beside Joan of Arc.

"You guys are in the same team, right? I remember it was mentioned in the military newspaper that he also had good results? Where is he now?"

"He should still be chasing and killing those Englishmen outside."

Thinking of the figure carrying the eucalyptus and patting the horse away, Joan shook her head and laughed.

"It may take some time before we receive this good news."

"yes……"

Charles VII also sighed.

Everything in front of him is just like a dream, and Charles VII still feels a little unreal - you must know that just two months ago, he was just an exiled prince who was forced to "southern tour", and almost no one recognized him As the king of France, everyone only calls him "Crown Prince". In other words, as long as he has not officially ascended the throne, he is not worthy of being a king.

Successive kings of France had their coronation ceremonies in Reims Cathedral, and he was no exception. But if he wanted to be crowned himself, he had to break through the heavy front of the English—but if he had such strength, those from all walks of life How could the nobles not recognize his status as king?

If he wants to gain the support of the nobles from all walks of life and increase his military strength and strength, he must first come to Reims Cathedral and be crowned king, but if he wants to come to Reims Cathedral to be crowned, he must first increase his own strength and strength. The strength of the army has won the support of nobles from all walks of life.

This two-headed situation drove him crazy for a while, and he couldn't think of any solution to this situation. As the English soldiers approached, he could only sit in the Château de Chinon. Holding the identity of a crown prince, waiting for the moment of losing everything, even death.

However, at this moment of despair, God did not abandon him.

That was the rumor he didn't believe the most. He never believed that some inexplicable people would comply with some inexplicable destiny to save France in those inexplicable ways—you must know that this is a battlefield, this is a war, and it is about fighting to see Blood, how could it be possible for a few rumored "people of destiny" to handle it?

However, now that he has become Charles VII, he finally realized it.

Those rumors may really have some kind of authenticity.

Just because he is really crowned and crowned now, and he has really become the king of France.

And all of this is inseparable from the three characters he accidentally sent to the front line.

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