After calming down, the Duke of Normandy knew that King Harold and his navy were still in the north and repairing in York after the war with the Vikings, so he had to take the opportunity to expand his victory and vent his anger at being teased by Allen just now.

William, who had suffered so much from the invasion of England, was now finally at last.

The rest of the Norman's journey was smooth sailing, with God's help. His fleet set sail quickly, and seven hundred ships lined up on the sea, heading for the land of his heart, and without a single soldier, even closer to London than King Harold of England had—except for the fact that the wars that were carried on board pulled much more manure than they had imagined, and the Normans on board suffered greatly......

A few hours later, the tide was rolling and surging against the rocky beach on the shore where the Crawhurst village militia had been stationed, and William's huge fleet had reached the shore with a smooth sail.

However, unlike the unusually smooth just now, William, who was coming ashore after the guards, suddenly stepped on the gravel without warning and lost his balance and fell to the ground, he directly pounced on the mud, and the roots of his ears with some abrasions on his face suddenly turned red, and he raised his head to look at the guards who were turning their heads to look at him a little stunned.

This did not seem to bode well in the minds of the god-believing guards, who looked at their leader with a frown.

However, as a duke with a great reputation, William, who was actually better at politics than he appeared, quickly grabbed a handful of pebbles on the ground with both hands, and he knelt on the beach and looked at his guards and said, "By the grace of the Lord, Lao Tzu has taken control of the land of Lao Tzu's kingdom!"

Facing the sun, William, who was slightly embarrassed, roared excitedly with a face full of joy: "Now England is in the palm of Lao Tzu's hand." ”

The guards, who had just had a worried look on their faces, nodded happily at their leader.

It was a classic moment for William as a statesman, a dog that could have been a bad omen that foreshadowed his possible return from the mud, and with William's witty response, it turned into a god's blessing for the longevity of his rule.

But this is undoubtedly a curse for the Anglo-Saxons living in Britain.

A day later, in the south of England, the village of Crohurst.

The black goats with long white marks on their faces were pleasantly half-squinting and chewing on the leaves that had been bitten off the trees, and the peasant women with white scarves wrapped around their heads plucked the green fruits from the trees and put them in their clothes.

Tofi's new wife, Judith, with her long, honey-haired curls, laboriously harvested the ripe grain, and the young men of the village had gone to the militia.

She licked her chapped lips and looked around, how she was looking forward to Tofi's appearance at the entrance of the village, it was the farming season, it stands to reason that the king should release them back to their hometown, not only her, but all the village women were longing for the return of their husbands and sons.

She was very tired by this time, and in the absence of men, if she wanted not to spend the next year in the famine, these women had to work hard in the fields, doing the work that should belong to men.

Unfortunately, their long-awaited relatives did not return, and on the outskirts of the village, the Norman advance force was already eyeing the village that was about to be slaughtered like lambs.

Merlin, a little boy in a white linen robe, carrying a bucket of water, saw the hungry wolf invaders through the gaps in the leaves, and let out a piercing scream that alarmed the peasant women who were working hard in the fields, and they looked in the direction from which the screams came.

"Let's go. Now that the prey had been alarmed, the invaders no longer hid their bodies, and the Normans broke into the hamlet as the leaves shook violently at the command of a leading knight with black pot-covered hair.

Realizing what had happened, the peasant women screamed and hurried back in the direction of the village.

The young child sat on the ground crying, and was picked up by his mother, and the people screamed and fled in all directions, and Merlin, who had just screamed to wake up the villagers, nimbly hid in the thatched hut of his adoptive father, that is, Judith's father, Æthelwolf, and looked out through the crack in the wooden door with a frightened expression.

The remaining men in the village were too old to resist if a few tried to resist, and they would be killed by the Normans cleanly and easily, and the rest could only crouch down with their hands raised to show that they would not resist, in order to have a chance to survive.

The Norman soldiers who had broken into the village had already grabbed the peasant women from behind, and then carried them on their shoulders and threw them to the ground at will, throwing them all into a heap.

"Don't kill!" Seeing this, the red-haired knight who was reprimanded by William, Duke of Normandy, for his mistake in training to chop cabbage, hurriedly stopped him, "As long as they don't resist, don't kill these women." Again, he emphasized.

But these soldiers did not do more than kill, one soldier ripped off the skirt of a good-looking peasant woman, and the smooth legs of the peasant woman were suddenly exposed, and the peasant woman screamed in terror and gritted her teeth to resist. The soldier impatiently knocked him down with a punch and wanted to continue the assault.

The red-haired knight noticed the situation, and angrily ran forward and grabbed the soldier by the back of his clothes, dragged him over, and threw him with a punch, which then threw the stunned soldier to the ground.

The red-haired knight grabbed the soldier by the collar on his chest and warned, "I said try not to hurt anyone!"

Frightened, the peasant woman fled in a hurry, and before she could even lift her clothes, she threw herself into the gathering place where the captured women had gathered, where her children and the rest of the village were thrown under the wall.

In front of the heavily armed Norman soldiers, the men and women of the village were easily separated, and the women had to huddle together.

Merlin's wooden door was kicked open by the leading knight in orange armor with a pot lid on his head, and he glanced at Merlin gloomily and stopped paying attention to him, but pulled the messy hair out of Æthelwolf, causing him to fall to the ground in embarrassment, and then drew his long, glowing sword and pointed it at Æthelwolf.

Tofi's wife, Judith, watched her father helplessly from a distance in the women's quarter, her hands clutching the hem of her chest. She couldn't help but cover her mouth with her hands, lest she scream and make the scene worse.

The Knight of the Pot Hood put his knife on Æthelwolf's neck, then stomped on Æthelwolf's shoulder, and in a gesture that would kill him at any moment, he asked in Anglo-Saxon with a pronounced Normandy accent: "Where are the men?"

Æthelwolf looked at him without saying a word, and after a few seconds, he was kicked to the ground by the other party, and the Norman soldiers who followed the knight let out an excited and cruel laugh, Merlin, who was hiding behind the door, saw this, and his body couldn't help but shrink back, hesitating whether to rush out and fight with the other party - but as if telepathically, Æthelwolf's hands behind his back shook Merlin again and again to stop his impulse.

Seeing this, Judith gritted her teeth into a fist and forcibly controlled herself from crying.

After repeated cross-examination, Æthelwolf did not say a word, and the appearance of oil and salt did not enter, so that the Knight of the Pot Head turned his head and asked the red-haired knight, "Show them your red hair, and perhaps he will be willing to tell you." ”

Eutyler, the descendant of the Muggle man who had gone to Normandy to become a court poet in the Hufflepuff Tavern.