Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

"Your skills are good, but your eyesight is terrible!"

Dian Wei slashed Joan of Arc back with a single move and lifted Charlemagne II off the ground.

"Charlemagne!" Upon seeing this, the twelve warriors gathered by Charlemagne II immediately rushed forward to gang up on Dian Wei.

Although they initially disliked this madman who called himself Charlemagne, they had come to recognize his leadership after so many years of war.

"Step back! You are no match for him. Leave this to me. You go and lead the troops into battle!" Joan of Arc unfurled her holy banner, blocking the twelve warriors.

Her expression was grave. Everything had happened too fast; she couldn't even stop it. She could see that Charlemagne's all-out attack had hurt Dian Wei, but only hurt Dian Wei.

The damage caused was not as severe as the injuries Dian Wei had sustained from her attack.

Joan of Arc's expression suddenly changed, and she turned to look at the area far behind her, a strange sense of tension rising in her heart.

"General Dian, the Marshal has ordered that we hold off the enemy for a quarter of an hour at all costs!" Lu Xun's personal guard rushed over from behind and loudly relayed Lu Xun's military order to Dian Wei.

"Hold the enemy at all costs?"

Dian Wei was startled, and then pounced directly on Joan of Arc. For Lu Xun to give such an order, it was obviously the most critical moment. So Dian Wei didn't think twice and immediately split into two to attack the Knights of St. Michael in front of him.

"you……"

Joan of Arc was extremely anxious, and her angry words were stuck in her throat before being interrupted by Dian Wei's double halberds striking her hard.

Although she didn't know what had happened in the rear, Joan of Arc's sixth sense told her that Gilles de Rais must be in danger and she had to find a way to get back to his aid.

But now Charlemagne II has been knocked unconscious and captured by Dian Wei, and the morale of the Holy Knights has plummeted. If it weren't for Joan of Arc as their holy banner, they might have already been defeated by the original Emperor's guards.

Joan of Arc was overwhelmed; no one but her could stop the brutal slaughter by the duo of Dian Wei and Xing Tian.

When Gilles de Rais and the two legions of the Knights of St. Michael and the Holy Knights were placed on opposite ends of the scale.

Even Joan of Arc was unable to make the right judgment.

This problem, akin to the trolley dilemma, seemed to instantly become a matter of complete choice for Joan of Arc.

"God, please tell me what I should do!"

Joan of Arc prayed silently, and when she could not make a choice, she could only turn to her gods for help.

But the gods did not appear, nor did they help her solve her current problem.

"God, what should I do?"

Joan of Arc waved her holy banner, her face showing no emotion, but Dian Wei, who was fighting her, sensed Joan of Arc's confusion from her moves.

"Your mind is in turmoil!" Dian Wei pointed out Joan of Arc's problem incisively.

As a god who had broken through the boundaries, Joan of Arc was in a state of mental turmoil, and her aura and attacks were no longer as sharp as before.

Without the intervention of divine will, Dian Wei found it easier to withstand Joan of Arc's attacks, no longer feeling as overwhelmed as before.

Meanwhile, Xing Tian's Dharma Image has already begun to dominate the Holy Knights. Compared to the Holy Knights of St. Michael, the Holy Knights who lost Charlemagne are clearly an easy target.

Xing Tian's almost freakish strength terrified them, but what frightened them even more was that Xing Tian would never back down. No matter what kind of damage they inflicted on him, Xing Tian would only swing his giant axe and frantically hack and slash at all the enemies within his field of vision.

Joan of Arc was overwhelmed; if she blocked Xing Tian, ​​Dian Wei would begin to exert his power, and if she blocked Dian Wei, Xing Tian would unleash a massacre.

Joan of Arc faced Xing Tian with some despair, watching helplessly as Dian Wei was freed.

Everyone, including Dian Wei, charged at Joan of Arc and her knights with an almost frenzied ferocity.

This surge is only temporary; when their momentum wanes, that will be the time when Dian Wei and his men go from strength to weakness.

As long as Joan of Arc and her comrades can hold on, they will surely be able to turn defeat into victory.

But Joan of Arc and the others didn't have time.

Lu Xun personally led the charge, forming a four-sided encirclement with Ling Tong, Ling Cao, and Zhu Ling, determined to kill Gillespie, who had made a wrong judgment out of concern for Joan of Arc.

Gilles de Rais, now surrounded, was certain that Lu Xun's target had always been him, and that Joan of Arc was safe.

Once Gilles declaring that Joan of Arc was safe, Gilles de Rais's intelligence once again prevailed.

He clearly understood that he only had one path to take: to fight his way out of the encirclement and reunite with Joan of Arc, combining their abilities once again to find a way to victory amidst the impossible.

"You want to kill me? Not so easy!"

Gildre's eyes were filled with madness; he absolutely could not allow this war to fail because of him.

I absolutely will not allow myself to hold Joan of Arc back.

"Everyone, follow me!"

Gildre drew his sword and roared, leading his personal guards and reserves to charge directly at Lu Xun in front of him.

"Hmph, another wrong decision!"

Lu Xun snorted coldly. Sure enough, without Joan of Arc by his side, Gilles de Rais, his defeated opponent, was no match for him at all.

Since Gildre has misjudged the situation once again, don't blame him for being ruthless.

Lu Xun directly commanded his troops to avoid them, allowing Gilles de Rais and Joan of Arc to reunite.

But after Gildre crossed the encirclement, Lu Xun made a sudden move, cutting the legion behind Gildre in half.

Lu Xun commanded the encircling army on all four sides to annihilate this remnant force, and then began to mobilize the main army to continue pursuing Joan of Arc, forming a pincer movement with Dian Wei.

"Today we will wipe you all out!"

Lu Xun laughed triumphantly, venting his pent-up anger at Joan of Arc for arbitrarily ruining his plans over the past few days.

When Gildre attempted a forced breakout, Lu Xun had already deployed his men to cut the allied forces into pieces. Although the distance between them was not far, they had completely lost contact.

"Hahahaha!" Lu Xun was extremely excited at this moment, constantly controlling the cloud energy to perform the burning secret technique.

Weaken each point of attack with the burning technique. Although we can't spare the time to eat up these small groups of troops that have already been cut up, as long as we defeat Joan of Arc and capture Gilles de Rais, these troops will immediately lose their fighting ability.

Lu Xun was also extremely wary. The opponent was not a powerful empire like the Ming or Tang dynasties, but a loose alliance of several large and small kingdoms.

Yet, despite being a loosely organized interest group, these soldiers displayed the same willpower as the regular Xinghan Army.

Even the soldiers whose formations had been broken did not give up immediately. Instead, they cautiously continued to probe, trying to rejoin their main force.

This put Lu Xun in a difficult position, forcing him to slow down his attack and constantly adjust his formation.

During this time, Joan of Arc and Gilles de Rais reunited.

After Dian Wei had completed his task of holding the enemy back for a quarter of an hour, he retreated without hesitation. Joan of Arc did not pursue him, but instead chose to gather the nearby soldiers who had been cut off from the enemy lines.

Lu Xun avoided battle, allowing Joan of Arc to gather her forces while he himself accelerated the annihilation of those small groups of troops.

At this moment, Joan of Arc was surrounded by more than 20,000 people, but the situation collapsed immediately.

"Your Highness, I have failed your trust!"

Gilles de Rais knelt before Joan of Arc with a sorrowful expression. The war was already lost; the moment they fell into Lu Xun's trap, the situation had already begun to deteriorate.

"It's not your fault, the fault lies with me. I was blocked by the other party, which destined this situation to happen."

Joan of Arc shook her head with a hint of bitterness. The combination of Dian Wei and Xing Tian was like a dimensional attack, and she couldn't comprehend their power at all. Lu Xun himself wasn't confident of victory, but he still placed his bets on Dian Wei and the Imperial Guards of the Yuanzhu Emperor.

Lu Xun was only 50% sure, but he went all in.

He bet that Gilles de Rais didn't have Joan of Arc's abilities, and that Gilles de Rais couldn't see through his scheme.

Lu Xun used himself as bait to lure Joan of Arc away, separating her from Gilles de Rais, and then defeated them one by one, completely turning the tide of the situation from its initial disadvantage.

"General Dian, what are the losses?"

Lu Xun constructed a communication channel through the clouds. At this moment, he had grasped the situation and no longer needed to communicate with Dian Wei through messengers as before.

"The losses are not significant; most people are only injured, and there are currently nearly 4,200 men available for combat."

The Imperial Guards of the Former Emperor were indeed badly beaten, but their extremely exaggerated armor allowed them to ensure their safety even when they were completely suppressed by the enemy.

Even most of those who lost their fighting ability were not killed in action, but were knocked unconscious by psychological attacks.

If they hadn't followed Lu Xun's orders and relentlessly pursued their opponent, their losses would have been at least halved. When facing a psychological attack, a full-scale defense would have been even more effective.

Dian Wei's answer pleased Lu Xun. The loss was less than he had expected, and his chances of annihilating Joan of Arc were three times greater.

The two sides have reached a strange stalemate, with both sides within the encirclement enjoying peace and quiet, adjusting their formations accordingly.

But everyone understood that this was just the calm before the storm, and both sides were making their final preparations.

"Gildre, prepare to break out to the north!"

Joan of Arc finished her prayer, opened her eyes, looked at Gilles de Rais in front of her, and gave the order.

Gildre was about to speak up and try to dissuade him.

Although the north was the direction they came from, it was now firmly guarded by Lu Xun and several legions. On the other hand, only Dian Wei and another auxiliary legion were arrayed in the south.

But the moment Gillespie saw Joan of Arc's eyes, he swallowed all his doubts and objections!
"As you command, Your Highness!"

At this moment, Joan of Arc's eyes had completely lost their human brilliance, leaving only a detached divinity.

"No matter who is ahead, I will lead you across!"

Joan of Arc did not give a passionate speech; she only made a promise, a firm vow.

With just one sentence, the soldiers, who had been bewildered by the situation, completely abandoned their confusion, and their eyes were filled with fervor to follow Joan of Arc.

"Really?" Lu Xun was completely dumbfounded. The other side's aura was so high.

This was beyond his comprehension.

Although the opposing side is clearly at a significant disadvantage, judging from their momentum alone, it seems as if Lu Xun's side is on the losing end.

"What the hell!" Lu Xun's face turned ugly.

It can bring an army's morale to its peak in an instant.

This ability, which goes beyond comprehension, often signifies something.

"A war god!"

Lu Xun had suspected Joan of Arc of having problems before.

Now it seems that was indeed the case; he said that Joan of Arc could always see through his spiritual talent.

If Joan of Arc was a military goddess with incomplete memories, or rather, an inheritor of all the military goddess's knowledge, then everything makes sense.

It's not surprising that a military genius could achieve any level of skill.

But regardless of Joan of Arc's situation, the situation is now in his hands.

"Capture a military genius?"

Lu Xun became excited; this might be the closest he had ever come to defeating the God of War in his life.

At this moment, the timing, location, and popular support are all on his side, and his chances of winning are as high as 90%.

"Forward! Our lord is here! We will surely win!"

Joan of Arc waved her holy banner, and all the soldiers behind her roared in anger.

"Fire arrows!"

Lu Xun gave the order with a cold smile. Now that the offensive and defensive situation was reversed, he would never let go of this opportunity to kill the God of War.

The crimson light spread along the clouds, and Lu Xun, who now controlled the cloud formations of his army, could use them to do even more.

He filled all the clouds into a secret technique—burning the camps.

Lu Xun, as one of the arsonists in Jiangdong, had a particular fondness for arson.

My favorite technique is the burning technique.

This secret technique from Parthia was developed to its fullest potential by Lu Xun.

The illusory flames spread along the clouds and then shot up from the void, as if to devour Joan of Arc's army in one gulp.

All of Joan of Arc's soldiers, including Joan herself, felt their strength slipping away.

Despite feeling the intense heat of the flames and the loss of power, Joan of Arc remained completely unmoved.

"Our lord is here! No one can stand in our way!"

A divine radiance emanated directly from the holy banner in Joan of Arc's hand, carrying her intense will and covering all the soldiers. There were not many words, only one thought.

Kill it!

No matter what opponents lie ahead, just charge forward!
"Break it for me!"

At this moment, Joan of Arc was like a god. A beam of holy light directly shattered more than a dozen soldiers in front of her, and she rushed towards Lu Xun as if she were in an empty place.

"Today is truly unbelievable!"

Although Lu Xun already knew from Dian Wei that the holy banner in Joan of Arc's hands contained the embryonic form of the imperial will.

But no one told him that Joan of Arc could directly unleash this power.

He now seems to be facing the swan song of an empire.

"Suppress them with all our might, we absolutely cannot let them pass easily!" Lu Xun's eyes revealed immense apprehension.

If Joan of Arc were allowed to leave like this, it would be like a dragon entering the sea, and things would get out of control.

Just as Lu Xun was using the burning cloud energy to suppress the attack, Joan of Arc raised the holy banner in her hand and began to burn the nascent form of the imperial will.

"We have no rivals ahead!"

The illusory flames were swallowed by the sacred light, and a soaring momentum rose from the ground, with a pillar of light reaching the heavens and the earth announcing the birth of a miracle.

Lu Xun's face turned completely ashen; he had been outmaneuvered by Joan of Arc...

Joan of Arc ignited the will of the Empire through his hand. (End of Chapter)