"Well, good. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Zheng Fei's mouth responded, but his footsteps stopped in place.

A few dogs barked, coming from the solemn and quiet Tower of London, and he couldn't help but raise his head: "There are dogs here?"

"Nope. After a pause, the king continued, "Strange, isn't it? The cry came from the black crows, who had a skill of imitating the barking of dogs." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a dozen big black birds flapping their wings and flying from the top of the castle, hovering in the sky for a while, and finally landing in a clearing, walking.

Zheng Fei frowned, staring at the black figures, and thought: It seems that the legend about the black crow in the Tower of London is not fake.

The Tower of London is regarded as a witness to the rise and fall of the British royal family over the centuries, and the black crow inside the tower is regarded as a "sacred bird" related to national fortunes, and has an unimaginable status.

Legend has it that there was an old edict in England that the country would also perish on the day the black crow disappeared from the Tower of London.

It is said that during the reign of Charles II, the number of black crows was extremely large, not only hindering the view, but also affecting the observation of the celestial phenomena by the people in the tower, so Charles II ordered the extermination of these annoying big black birds, but was opposed by the old minister, who explained this old order to him.

It was the time of the English Civil War, and Charles II did not dare to take any chances, so he finally decided to keep six of the crows, which also gave rise to the most special type of work in the whole of Britain - the crow officer. The exclusive nanny of this group of black crows is not for everyone, and there is a strict selection process, which must be a retired officer who has served in the British army for more than 22 years.

Because this is related to the fate of the country, the enthusiasm of the British to compete for the crow officer is very high.

It is no exaggeration to say that in the minds of medieval England, the black crows of the Tower of London were a belief in the fortunes of the nation, and in some ways they were even more important than the status of the church.

"Do you still want to visit the tower?" Seeing Zheng Fei staring at the crow, the king coughed lightly and reminded.

"Let's go. Zheng Fei retracted his attention and smiled at him.

The king could not guess his thoughts, and looked at him meaningfully, and lowered his eyebrows.

Afterwards, escorted by the Royal Guard, they entered the Tower of London, which was haunted by a mysterious atmosphere.

At the moment of entering the door, Zheng Fei suddenly thought of a question.

Last night, Brad was sent by him to keep an eye on the king, the king is here, where is Brad?

You must know that Brad is his most powerful helper, one of his most trusted friends, and the only one who knows his secrets, but nothing must happen.

But now it seems that something is clearly wrong.

He stared at the back of the king in front of him, a hint of anxiety drifting through his eyes.

I can only take one step at a time, and first find out the secrets of the Tower of London, and then say, there are Spartan warriors here, and I am not afraid of the king's rash actions.

The Tower of London is indeed not a place to admire and relax, both the layout and the atmosphere of the tower are deeply oppressive, especially heavy.

Walking through the corridors, you can see the stone cells on both sides, the prisoners inside have long been tossed and turned, they have received the harshest punishments, many of them for treason, and there is only one possibility to see the light of day, that is, the Tower of London has fallen. The fall of the Tower of London meant another change of dynasty in England.

Passing by a cell, the king stopped, with a disgusting smile on his lips, and leaned his face in the window to peek in.

"How does it feel, great Henry VI?"

Hearing this mocking tone, the prisoner raised his head, glared at him with utter disgust through his messy hair, and did not bother to speak to him.

Henry VI, the former King of England, ascended to the throne just nine months after his birth, and became King of England and France after the death of his maternal grandfather, King Charles VI of France.

In the ensuing 100-year Anglo-French War, England lost the war and lost all its territory in France due to the emergence of the legendary heroine Joan of Arc.

After the war, Henry VI fell ill and Duke Richard of York was declared regent to handle government affairs on his behalf. The Lancastrian family could not tolerate this, and relied on the support of the great feudal lords in the northwest to abolish the regency, and a long melee between the two sides began.

Because the Duke of Richard of the York family strongly demanded the right to inherit the throne, a vigorous British aristocracy was launched, which was later called the War of the Roses, which came from the family crests used by the two families, the red rose and the white rose.

In 1460, Henry VI was captured by Duke Richard, who declared himself King of England, but was killed in battle soon after, and Richard's son Edward entered London to take the throne. (The current King)

Henry fled to Scotland, where he was captured again and imprisoned in the Tower of London, where he remained until now.

"Henry, do you want to kill me now?" the king sneered, continuing to provoke him.

But he never waited for Henry's resistance even a word, and Henry leaned against the stone wall and quietly thought about his own affairs, which would alleviate his pain.

Feeling bored, the king stopped teasing him, told the guards not to make him comfortable, and then took Zheng Fei to continue the visit.

"You see, there's really nothing here but prisoners. ”

If Zheng Fei hadn't insisted on visiting, he probably wouldn't want to set foot in the Tower of London for the rest of his life, because he thought it was an ominous place.

However, Zheng Fei deeply felt that the mysterious calling power that shook him last night became more and more intense, as if he was getting closer and closer.

Is there a fork in the road, left or right?

"Come this way. The king lifted his foot and walked to the left, his expression flashing with fleeting concern.

Zheng Fei noticed that his choice was a bit deliberate, as if he didn't want to take himself to the right.

"Well, why don't you go to the right. Zheng Fei said expressionlessly.

Hearing this, the king's gaze suddenly became sharp, and he quickly pressed it down, squeezing out a trace of an unnatural smile.

"The cell on the right had just executed a few prisoners a while ago, so don't go. ”

"But I want to see it. Zheng Fei could see what he was trying to hide.

Silence, confrontation.

This time, however, the king did not indulge him again.

The king's face gradually became majestic, he took a deep breath, walked slowly to him, stared at his eyes and curled the corners of his mouth, and lowered his voice: "You know, there is a limit to the monarch's concessions, you better save some face for me in front of my Praetorian Guard, otherwise, I will do anything to maintain majesty." ”

In his voice, there was an extraordinary determination.

Zheng Fei pondered for a moment, glancing at the hundreds of Praetorian Guards nearby, and there were at least two thousand stationed in the Tower of London.

Hard fighting will not work, but it can allow the Spartan warriors to take the king as a hostage, but now is not the time to tear the face, this kind of behavior is tantamount to openly provoking the whole of London and even England, just for a mysterious summoning force that I don't know exists, it's not worth it.

After thinking about this, he smiled: "Okay, listen to His Majesty, let's go to the left." (To be continued.) )