The fog that the knight had hoped for did not fall again, but the freezing rain fell from the sky, and Rodrigo wrapped himself in a crimson cloak, revealing only white gauntlets and hand armor, holding the reins, and walking deep and shallow on the muddy road.

A breath of warmth exhaled from its own body, entering the surrounding cold, the noisy convoy of the past was silent at this time, and the huge wheels wrapped in iron were like heavy ploughs, leaving deep scars on the road.

Fortunately, the Franks couldn't strike in this kind of weather, Rodrigo thought: their horses couldn't charge on such ground.

Outside the high walls of Abbeville, a Pontiyo man came into view, and Knight Hugue, son of Count Guy Straddled his horse in a loose position, approaching almost with a limp.

"Thank God, my lord, if it weren't for your squire, we would have thought it was a Flemish." Hugue's hair was wet, but he seemed to be in a good mood, and Rodrigo knew he was excited about the things in these vehicles.

"Hopefully this rain hasn't ruined anything." Count Rodrigo replied, unsurprisingly seeing a nervous expression on his face.

A greedy fool.

The fool then changed his expression, as if he had seen a resurrected dead. Rodrigo sighed, and the Pontilio man spotted Roger.

Roger, Earl of Hereford, looked helpless, the old bishop who had just gotten out of the car did not understand the "feat" of his noble escort in the past, so he naturally did not understand the reaction of the two.

"It's ......" the Spaniard tried to break the embarrassment.

"The butcher of Breteuil!" Hugg shouted loudly, and the pikemen on the stone wall, thinking that something had happened below, poked their heads out of the battlement wall to look.

"Hello, Xiaoge." Count Roger greeted in a cold tone.

Hugg felt his legs tremble, and he could barely get out of the saddle, the last time he had seen this demon was at that terrible wedding, when he was lying in a pool of blood, helplessly watching a Norman knight with a bull's neck drag out a woman who screamed and resisted, probably to anger the knight, and in the blink of an eye his throat was cut and fell to the fishy stone slab.

At that time, Hugg was just a child, and was held hostage by Roger, and was later released back to Pontilio because of his father's private dealings with Roger.

"This is His Excellency Bishop Wachester, and Lord Hereford is escorting him to Rouen." Rodrigo explained the reason for Roger's appearance.

"I ...... I...... Gotta go in first. Hugue fled the plague and returned to Fort Abwehr, leaving the convoy in the rain outside.

When he appeared for the second time, his face was obviously a little unwilling, but Rodrigo pretended not to see it, and began to wait for the convoy to pass, and he immediately held his sword, like a sculpture, and Hug was much more uneasy, and a pair of eyes were always fixed in the direction of the Normans, and when the bishop's cart and Roger's war horse disappeared into the door, Rodrigo clearly heard him let out a long breath.

Once inside the castle, Rodrigo summoned Alva and gave the knight a word of advice, before following a Frankish maid into the hall.

"I heard, adults want to cross the river?" Count Guy sat in a luxurious chair and asked casually, his voice like that of a grown boar.

Count Rodrigo let one of his attendants remove his iron armor skirt for him, glanced at Roger, who was sitting tall, and replied calmly: "I'll be back in a few days, don't worry." ”

"Is there any news from Robert of Flanders?"

"Not yet, but the Danes are here."

Count Guy nodded slightly, and then asked no more, but Hugue looked incredulous when he heard that Rodrigo and Count Roger were going to cross the river.

A maid began to change Rodrigo's dry clothes, and when she touched the count's muscles, the Frankish girl's face flushed, which caused Guy to laugh.

"You must be careful of that woman when you cross the river, especially you, Lord Roger." Guy grabbed a rabbit leg from his plate and reminded him as he tore it, and Bishop Warchester, sitting in the high chair, looked asleep, as if affected by the glass of wine he had just had.

Roger smiled wryly and took a cup from the embroidered scarlet cloth and nodded his head to show acceptance of his master's kindness.

Hugg didn't dare to say anything at this time, because of the priority restrictions, he didn't even get a seat, but only acted as the old bishop's "acolyte", and from time to time he secretly glanced at the Norman. He heard every word of his father's words, but he still felt that this Norman was simply crazy, and he had changed himself, and at this time he would not go to the other side to throw himself into the net.

When the guests had dispersed, Count Guy summoned his son to his side.

"What are you wearing?" The Count looked dissatisfied when he saw his son.

"That's what Parisians wear." Huge replied innocently, his velvet robe glittering with gold threads that spread all the way to the sky-blue leggings.

"You look like a Rouen cousin!" Guy commented bitterly, and at this moment, the three maids entered the room.

"Strip naked." The Count commanded in a tone that could not be resisted.

For a moment, they looked horrified, but the count's solemn appearance compelled them to obey.

A strong man, three girls thought at the same time, it seems that tonight will be a long time.

"What do you think of them?"

Yuge glanced at it: "I like the one on the left." ”

"It's too skinny." Guy shook his head, "What did the king say?" ”

"Philip wants us to let the Flemish pass."

"Does he want to fight?"

"It doesn't look like it, he was scared to death when he mentioned the King of England."

"And how much is he willing to pay?" The Earl of Pontilio had a playful look on his face, "Tell him the price the English offered." ”

"He said William of Normandy would pay us."

"Nonsense, I'm asking, how much is Philip willing to give us!" Guy suddenly became furious, and the three girls began to tremble.

"I ...... I do not know. Huge stammered, not daring to look at his father, not daring to say that he had accepted a bribe from the king and then lost everything in his gambling.

"Rubbish!" The Count waved his hand, "Take your skinny sheep away now, maybe you can prove that you are still a man." ”

Yuge lowered his head, and Nuo Nuo wanted to retreat, but suddenly, he saw his father pointing to the middle one again.

"Take her with you and send her to the Spaniard's room."