On the tenth day of the siege, King Edgar was writing a manuscript of a parchment scroll in his tent when a messenger from Boas brought news of the Earl of Glamorgan's army.

"How many rebels are there at the moment?" The king put down his pen and asked the messenger.

"Your Majesty, we don't have much information, but it is said that Bishop St. David has appeared in the rebels, and in recent days there have been people joining the rebellion all over Dehebas."

Edgar began to groan, and in this way the nature of the war had changed, and a fatal problem was that the present position of the English was threatened on three sides by the addition of the Bishops of Glamorgan and St. David, and it would be self-defeating to remain in the siege.

"Ulf," the king called to the Danish guards, "get ready, we withdraw our troops to-night." ”

King Edgar then sent messengers to Malit, Moka, and others, telling them to keep a close watch over the northern strongholds, and to keep an eye on the destruction of roads and bridges in the vicinity. The King of England, who had always been calm and quiet, secretly ordered the suspension of today's excavation of the tunnels, and the defenders had been busy repairing the walls these days and had not noticed anything out of the ordinary.

Edgar continued to write, and he was working on a manual of swordsmanship, especially the use of new swords, which he had been very familiar with in his previous life, the daring adventurer Sir Richard Burton, and had heard his famous story of slaughtering his enemies after being shot in the face by a spear thrown by the natives of Africa, but in this book he did not adopt many of the insights of this suave swordsman, but based on the experience of recent years and the guidance of some Renaissance swordsmanship manuals, A sword system has been reconstructed. For example, unlike the experience of his previous life, in this era, many defensive sword postures are not static, and he needs to get rid of the idea of sticking to the whole line, and instead rely on swinging and other movements to block.

After writing this paragraph, Edgar seemed to have some inspiration, and he said to himself: "Since you can't hold all the lines, it's better to stab them out than to defend them still." ”

At this time in Chester Castle, the Earl of Mercia also received a message from Boas, and after learning of this new development, the Earl began to hesitate, the king's last order had been delivered six days earlier, and now he did not even know what was going on at the front. The King's instructions had always been to guard Chester and ensure the smooth logistics of the Northern Front, which meant that he could not send troops casually, but if he did not do something, the consequences would be terrible if the King fell in Wales.

Suddenly, Count Moka remembered a man, and he called his guard: "Leofwin, I need you to go to Hereford Castle." ”

A voice rang out from outside the room again: "My lord, the Spanish knight is here." ”

Because the news of the rebellion in Glamorgan was so shocking that Moka had forgotten about sending someone to find Rodrigo before, he recalled after being reminded: "Let him in." Go tell Guzrak again to double the guards tonight. ”

A tall figure soon appeared in the room, and after glancing at the curly foreign knight, the Count suddenly spoke: "There has just been news from London, King Alfonso of Castile seems to want to capture you and return home, and the reward is frighteningly high. ”

The knight's white face did not change in the slightest, except that his beard trembled slightly, and his sharp gaze immediately swept around, like a falcon on full alert. The room's huge fireplace enveloped the room in a golden warmth, but there was a chill in the air.

"Don't be so nervous, Master Campeiado." As if sensing the other party's suspicions, Count Mercia simply revealed his identity.

Hearing this, the Spaniard calmed down, and heard Count Mercia speak slowly: "Last time you seemed to say that you left your hometown because of a murder of a blood relative, right?" ”

The Spaniard nodded, so Count Moka continued: "I originally thought you meant an ordinary family vendetta, and I didn't take it to heart, but I didn't expect you to say that you were actually killing the king!" My Lord Campeiado, can you explain this? ”

"I served His Majesty King Sancho and defeated all his enemies, including his brother and sister, and Campeado's reputation is also related to the defeat of Alfonso on the battlefield. When His Majesty Sancho was killed, Alfonso returned to succeed him, and we suspected that he had conspired with Princess Uraca to assassinate King Sancho, and left the court. We had intended to contact the other lords and accuse Alfonso of his brother's murder through the noble Curia, but the enemy expected this, and in the next period of time, Princess Uraka's men began to attack our men......"

Knight Rodrigo didn't continue, and Count Mercia interrupted him with a gesture: "So what is said in this letter that you participated in the plot to kill the king is not true?" ”

The Spaniard's eyes were blazing and he firmly denied the accusation. The Count nodded: "I don't know if you're telling the truth, it's just that I need a warrior like you now, so no matter what this letter says, I won't hand you over." It is up to His Majesty to decide the matter later, and now I need you to set out at once with the militia of Derbyshire to join the Roger Knight of Hereford. I've seen the results of your training these days, and to be honest, if you can do half as much on the battlefield as you can train, then you really deserve the title of Campeiado. I don't care if you're called a regocide in Castile, but I'd be grateful to God if you could slaughter one or two of the Welsh mongrels at this time. ”

Knight Rodrigo left the castle, his face as harsh as winter, his palm pressed against his sword, as if there was a strong killing intent about to erupt. When he returned to the tent, he smelled the aroma of acorns, and it turned out to be the Derbyshire priest named Beotrick who was baking food with his attendants.

"My lord, you came just in time, we just found a little honey, how can you taste it?" Alva shouted happily.

"Count Mercia has just given the order, let our men prepare to go at once." The Spanish knight's words were like a blow to the head, and the two of them were instantly blinded.

Alva, who had been eagerly awaiting war some time ago, now looked a little reluctant, and Rodrigo went on to explain: "There is a rebellion in Wales, and we need to go south to Hereford Castle at once and prepare to attack Gwent, and in case the situation changes in the west, our order is to occupy the western pass of Boas and receive the king's main force." ”

The atmosphere in the tent suddenly became solemn, and even the clergyman, who had always talked a lot, realized that this time he was really going to fight.