Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

At this moment, the soldiers led by Joan of Arc became a unified whole. Illusory shadows appeared in the sky, surging forward like a tidal wave crashing down on the Starry Sky Army.

The towering pillar of light and the overwhelming momentum all demonstrated the strength of Joan of Arc's army.

“A miracle…” Lu Xun almost gritted his teeth to pieces.

Even the wisest can make a mistake. He wanted to stifle Joan of Arc's path to miracles, but instead created the very predicament she had to face to achieve them.

Even if it's just an explosive miracle, or even a level achieved only by burning the will of an empire.

But a miracle is a miracle. No matter what the future holds, they must now face an unsolvable problem.

How to withstand an army of miracles.

Without giving Lu Xun more time to think, Joan of Arc began to act.

"Kill them all!"

Joan of Arc pointed the holy banner at the Starry Sky Army in front of her.

The oppressive influence of the clouds persisted, and the predicament of being surrounded on all sides remained. Yet, even so, the morale of the army led by Joan of Arc continued to rise.

No matter the situation, there's no need to think about it anymore. If there's no way forward, then cutting through the enemy is the way. Everything else is easy now, except for this mindset!

"Concentrate all your arrows and take her down!"

Seeing Joan of Arc leading the charge, Lu Xun coldly issued his orders.

At that moment, a barrage of arrows burst forth, and an entire legion of archers emptied their entire quiver of arrows in an instant.

Without dodging or hiding, Joan of Arc charged straight into the heavy infantry's main camp, braving a hail of arrows.

The light emanating from the holy banner blasted away countless arrows.

At that moment, Joan of Arc charged forward on her horse, plunging into the enemy ranks. Her holy banner fluttered, sweeping away several heavy infantrymen.

The force of the impact, like a meteorite striking the earth, made Lu Xun clearly feel Joan of Arc's will—unyielding as iron and as strong as steel.

It was arguably one of the most brilliant wills he had ever seen in all his years, but no matter how great or brilliant the opponent was, an enemy was still an enemy.

Hundreds of elite heavy infantrymen charged forward, using their weapons to block Joan of Arc's advance and their attacks to force her to stop.

Both sides were prepared to fight to the death.

Joan of Arc's will was unwavering. At this moment, all the soldiers of the Knights of St. Michael were convinced that following Joan of Arc would bring victory. With a fanatical and fearless spirit, they surged into the defensive line built by Xinghan like a torrent.

There is only one thing to do: follow Her Highness the Holy Maiden and slay the enemy before us!

"Die!"

The soldiers of the Knights of Saint Michael naturally lowered their stances and wielded their two-handed greatswords in a flurry. Pure power was unleashed at this moment, disregarding their own injuries. The air exploded the instant the fierce force passed through the greatswords.

The greatsword, burning with holy flames, fell with irresistible destructive power, its near-unprecedented destructive force slicing through all defenses.

The miraculously enhanced two-handed greatsword slashed down, and the heavy infantryman who stepped forward to block it was cut in two, shield and all.

The sword light swept across like a wall, without suppression or need for parrying; we used our lives to slay everything in our path.

At this moment, all skills and tactics became meaningless in the face of the Knights of St. Michael.

No army could withstand the advance of the Knights of St. Michael.

Even the spearmen corps assembled by Lu Xun, with their dense forest of spears, could not stop the advance of this miraculous legion.

The spear could not penetrate the holy light armor covering the soldiers of Saint Michael, while the two-handed greatsword swept across, cutting the spear in half as well.

Swords and spears had lost their value in this brutal war, and the Miracle Legion broke through Lu Xun's defenses with overwhelming force.

Many soldiers even began to deliberately give way to Joan of Arc's advance.

Lu Xun showed no surprise whatsoever.

Most of his soldiers were recruited locally in this world. Even if they had been trained to the level of dual talents, there was still a significant gap between them and the regular army of Xinghan.

The most fundamental difference lies in the difference in will between the two sides.

Even when facing an invincible enemy, the soldiers of Xinghan would not flinch in the slightest. However, these conscripted soldiers came from cities that had already been incorporated into the Xinghan Empire.

But they are far from being true Xinghan people.

It is virtually impossible for such a legion to stop the Miracle Legion's advance.

For the soldiers following Joan of Arc, even if the enemy outnumbered them many times over, even if they were pierced, even if they were struck by axes, they would still fight their way through the obstacles in front of them.

There is no reason, nor is a reason needed.

Even if the enemy outnumbers us many times over, even if we are pierced, even if we are struck by axes, we will still cut through the obstacles in our path.

The direction Joan of Arc ran in, raising that sacred banner, is the direction we will take to victory.

I will not fail, I cannot fail, and I do not want to fail!
They were willing to give everything for Joan of Arc, simply because she saved them from despair.

No need to think, just follow behind Joan of Arc, and crush any enemy that stands in your way.

"kill!"

The two-handed greatsword swept across, and the Star Han soldiers in front of them were forced to retreat in disarray, completely unable to withstand this extreme violence.

"Surround and kill them!"

Lu Xun's expression was indifferent. It was impossible for Joan of Arc to stay today, but it was also impossible for Joan of Arc to leave just like that.

Lu Xun immediately ordered the abandonment of blocking Joan of Arc's advance and instead concentrated forces to charge forward from both sides, targeting the soldiers behind the Knights of St. Michael.

Miracles are hard to stop, so let's avoid their sharp edge and firmly restrain the soldiers in the rear.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Joan of Arc led the soldiers of the Knights of St. Michael to break through Lu Xun's encirclement.

However, most of the soldiers in the rear failed to break through and were entangled by the soldiers commanded by Lu Xun.

Upon seeing this, Joan of Arc turned and charged back into the fray to rescue the soldiers.

When they broke through the defenses again, most of the soldiers had already been rescued.

Just as Joan of Arc was about to launch a third counterattack, she had to stop.

However, this time their real opponent had already surged in from behind.

Seeing Dian Wei and the Imperial Guards of the Former Emperor charging towards them, Joan of Arc hesitated for a moment.

The Imperial Guards of the Former Emperor were not opponents that could be easily defeated; their seemingly unshakeable defensive power left an indelible impression on them.

If they were blocked by Dian Wei and then completely surrounded by the army, even if it were a miracle, their chances of survival would be slim.

In particular, the fierce aura emanating from Dian Wei caused even the Saint Michael soldiers, who had already entered the realm of miracles, to feel a momentary sense of fear.

Xing Tian and Dian Wei, working together, actually killed nearly five hundred of their soldiers. Looking at the large army that was gradually closing in, Joan of Arc was caught in a dilemma.

"My lord, what should I do?"

Faced with this situation, Gildre immediately roared, "Your Highness, leave immediately! I'll cover your retreat!"

Joan of Arc hesitated for a moment, but when she met Gilles de Rais's resolute eyes, she made the right choice for them at that moment and turned to leave.

She cannot fall; the kingdom still needs her.

They have already paid a cruel price in this battle, and they absolutely cannot allow the flame of the Knights of St. Michael to be extinguished here at this moment.

If they can leave safely, Lu Xun will have to carefully consider whether he can afford the huge cost if he wants to use troops again.

Lu Xun absolutely could not accept a Miracle Legion engaging in guerrilla warfare.

They could even achieve a complete strategic victory simply by leaving, as all the centrists who were previously wavering would eventually side with them.

As he watched Joan of Arc turn and leave, Gilles de Rais laughed. Since this war had been lost at his hands, it was now up to him to bring it to a close.

"This road doesn't work!"

Gildre turned around and organized the remaining soldiers to re-form a battle line to defend against the Star River army.

The roar echoed across the battlefield.

This was momentum, this was might. Accompanied by this roar, the soldiers covering the rear roared wildly, unleashing a terrifying aura.

A distorted, radiant light seemed to emerge from every soldier.

Joan of Arc's heart skipped a beat. She quickened her pace, broke through the soldiers who were cutting off and surrounding the scattered legion, and reorganized the cut-off soldiers to retreat towards the city.

Looking at Gilderley covering the rear, Lu Xun couldn't help but show a hint of admiration on his face.

Even if the enemy is defeated by him, soldiers who can take on the responsibility of covering the rear are still worthy of praise.

They were all loyal and righteous people who knew of death but were still willing to challenge it.

"What a group of loyal and righteous men!"

Under Dian Wei's protection, Lu Xun rode his horse toward Gilderey.

Fighting these people who are determined to die is not worth the effort, so he wanted to try to persuade them to surrender.

"General, if you are willing to lay down your weapons, I can promise you that I will treat the prisoners well, and I will immediately stop the pursuit and head back home!"

Upon hearing Lu Xun's conditions, Gildre had an idea.

He knew in his heart that even if they fought to the death, it wouldn't last long, and the other side would still be able to take advantage of the situation and pursue them in a very short time.

Joan of Arc's Miracle Legion is now complete, but both the nascent imperial will and the reorganization of a large army will take time. If Lu Xun could be sent back home, it would definitely buy Joan of Arc more time.

Lu Xun certainly didn't have good intentions; only when the external threats dissipated could the internal problems be exposed.

Taking Joan of Arc head-on was too much trouble, so Lu Xun planned to use some underhanded tactics to alienate Joan of Arc from her followers.

The God of War is incredibly difficult to defeat on the battlefield, not to mention that Joan of Arc now commands a legion that has achieved miracles and holds the nascent form of the Imperial Will.

Lu Xun originally felt that this battle was a sure thing, but Joan of Arc showed him with her actions that even a crippled military genius was not someone he could fool.

This time they created a miracle legion; Lu Xun dared not imagine what kind of trouble they might cause next.

"We are willing to surrender!" Gildrei finally decided to surrender, but his condition was that Lu Xun immediately return home.

Lu Xun agreed to the request.

Both sides understand that this deal is mutually beneficial, but it is the best option for both at the moment.

Gillespie bought Joan of Arc time, and Lu Xun also bought himself room for underhanded tactics.

When Charlemagne II awoke, Lu Xun had already returned to their farthest city.

"Gildre, have we won?" Charlemagne II asked almost reflexively when he opened his eyes and saw Gildre.

Gilles de Rais did not answer. Charlemagne II, sensing the uncontrollable internal energy within his body, understood everything.

"What's going on now? Where is Her Highness?"

Charlemagne recalled the last scene in his mind, his face filled with bitterness.

He considered himself one of the strongest men in the world, but he never expected to be defeated with just one blow.

"Her Highness successfully broke through the encirclement. I stayed behind to cover the retreat and was captured, which bought Her Highness the opportunity to organize a large army. We are now in the enemy's main camp!"

Gildre briefly explained the situation.

Charlemagne II digested everything in a matter of moments.

“You don’t look like a prisoner at all,” Charlemagne said, frowning slightly as he looked at Gillespie sipping his tea.

They weren't in a dungeon, nor were they shackled. Their room looked very clean, clearly having been well-maintained.

“They want you and me to surrender and persuade Her Highness the Saintess to surrender,” Gildre said calmly.

"You agree?" Charlemagne's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

"Use your brain! If I agreed, I wouldn't be staying with you!" Gildre felt the murderous intent and looked at Charlemagne speechlessly.

“These past few days, that man named Lu Xun has shown me the people under their rule… I have to admit, their lives have become more comfortable and prosperous…”

"You should understand what this means..."

A thoughtful look appeared on Gilderey's face, and Charlemagne II also frowned.

He was just impulsive and reckless, not stupid.

He understood the unspoken meaning in Gillespie's words.

"Are you saying that everything we knew before was just misleading public opinion from the officials in the capital?"

"I'm not sure, but at least they aren't the demons of legend. On the contrary, the lives of the people in the capital are even more miserable..."

Guildray fell silent as he thought about the documents he had seen.

“But it has nothing to do with us anymore; we are just prisoners now!” Gilderley poured Charlemagne II a cup of tea.

Charlemagne II picked up his teacup and drank it all in one gulp. He sat down in his chair, somewhat dejected. Just as Gilderey had said, there was nothing they could do now. Even if they were treated with courtesy, it wouldn't change the fact that they were prisoners.

"Baron, I've come to see you!" Lu Xun's voice came from outside, and Charlemagne II immediately stood up and assumed a fighting stance.

The moment the door opened, Charlemagne II lunged at Lu Xun, intending to take him hostage.

But the moment the door opened, a large hand grabbed his neck and threw him back into his seat. (End of Chapter)