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"Mistress Blanche, what should we do now?"

Unlike the dimly lit main tent, the other tent in the barracks was bright and bright, with flickering lights, and from the outside, there were many figures, as if they were plotting something!

The dark figure inside seemed to open its mouth, telling something.

But ordinary people did not want to approach, and a dozen tall soldiers, with their eyes open, patrolled meticulously, so to speak, even Russell, the commander of the army, could not approach.

Because they are the knights of the church, their devout faith and daily exercise (brainwashing) make this group of church knights directly full of loyalty, and the bishop of the church is the only one who commands them.

So, many of the bishops inside sat upright on their own, relaxed and speaking freely, without the slightest fear of being heard, or not caring!

After all, in the entire camp, there are soldiers belonging to the church, and no one dares to come.

"After the rout in the morning, there were more than 10,000 people when they went out, and only about 2,000 people have returned so far, and the rest have either been captured or escaped, and we have reached a predicament!"

A lean bishop sat in a chair, his slender body was very different from the others, and he sighed vigorously, looking worried, while his eyes were on the white-bearded old man who was sitting beside him.

"Yes! Lord Blanche, we have failed today, how to walk next, please decide! ”

Bishop Hobbes on the side couldn't hold back the eagerness in his heart and said in a deep voice.

Bishop Blanche used to meet the Bishop of the Church in Rome as well as in the whole of Scotland, except for Archbishop David. Outside of Beaton, it is his prestige that is the greatest.

But because of his age, he has not come out and let Russell toss, or rather, he is optimistic about Russell's behavior and has a tacit attitude.

And today, after this big failure, everyone has to ask him to come out and call the shots.

"Ahem! Guys, I didn't want to come out in the first place! ”

Blanche's hair is all white, her lips are a little chapped, and she looks old, but when she speaks, she is very imposing and confident.

As he spoke, he glanced around with slightly narrowed eyes, and the bishops were staring at him one by one, moving with the movement of his gaze.

"However, today has come to the moment of life and death for the church, and as a servant of my lord and a member of the church, I cannot sit idly by!"

Blanche stretched out his withered right hand and said in a deep voice, a glint in his eyes.

"So, my decision is to surrender to the Englishman!"

"What?" "My lord, think twice!" The bishops on the side couldn't help but burst out with stunned expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

As soon as Blanche's words fell, the entire tent immediately sounded a voice of persuasion and questioning.

Blanche's thin face suddenly turned serious, and even looked a little angry.

"Guys, I didn't want to come out and was going to retire at home, but you invited me to come, and when I said it, I quickly questioned, then I'll leave now!"

Blanche angrily put down his sentence, leaned on his chair, and gestured to leave.

"My lord, it's all our fault, please stop, there's something to say!"

Hobbes blushed, leaned on Blanche's body, and persuaded.

The other bishops also seemed to know their mistakes, and they confessed their mistakes and made amends.

At this time, Blanche's face turned from cloudy to clear, and he smiled.

I saw him sit down slowly with Hobbes's support, raise his head, and say in a serious voice:

"I know what everyone thinks, and it's hard to accept surrender, but do we still have a choice?"

Blanche's rhetorical question made the tent suddenly quiet, and the silence was frightening, and the cold was heart-wrenching.

If you want to say that you can go back, everyone will go back a long time ago, but this group of stragglers looks brave, after they go back, they are just broken by the nobles one by one, so it is better to stay?

There must be a way out.

Isn't this someone coming up with an idea?

The silence of the crowd only made Blanche's voice more powerful.

"When I say surrender, I don't mean surrender to the nobles, but to the English!"

"Is there any difference between the English and the Scottish aristocracy? I'd rather surrender to those nobles! ”

At this time, one of the bishops held his face and said indignantly.

"Huh! Surrender to that group of nobles, I'm afraid we will be swallowed up without any scum left, and the nobles' discipline is comparable to the devil of hell! ”

Blanche sneered and said lightly.

But the king of England was different, and although the Anglicans were somewhat difficult to accept, they were better than their men like Martin Luther and Calvin.

At least, we, the bishops, it still admits it! ”

Compared to other Protestants, the episcopal system of Anglicanism is still preserved, it is not democratically elected, and many privileges are confiscated, which makes it unacceptable for these adults who have enjoyed power for so long!

"Moreover, I am sure that I can get the King of England to promise us that we will not confiscate all the church property, but at least leave a tenth of it to support the church!"

Blanche looked at him for a moment and continued, "If it were those nobles, I'm afraid we would be swallowed to the skin!" ”

"Surrender to the English, at least you can save some vitality!"

"But, Lord Blanche, why surrender? Can't we make peace? ”

At this time, everyone reacted, Blanche kept saying surrender, and his eyes were focused on his face.

Surrender and negotiation are completely two choices, one is no autonomy and the other is limited autonomy, and the difference is huge.

"Peace? Ladies and gentlemen, with our current strength, surrendering ahead of schedule is much more sincere than negotiating peace, and even more advantageous than negotiating peace! ”

"Besides, whether those nobles can agree to our surrender is still two words, after all, we are captured, everything is theirs!"

Blanche continued to tell, gradually eroding the confidence in everyone's hearts, seeing that their faces were decadent, Blanche's eyes inadvertently showed a smile.

"I'm finally done, and it's a lot of saliva!"

He remembers that a month earlier, a Scottish merchant had come to his door to ask for a meeting, and it was only when he was irritated that the merchant revealed his true identity.

His Majesty Edward of England had great respect for him, especially his current position, which was seriously inconsistent with his status.

So, through the mouth of the merchants, the young king promised him that if the Scottish clergy were persuaded to surrender to him, a bishop of Edinburgh would be inevitable!

You know, apart from the archbishop, the bishop of Edinburgh is the most powerful position in the Church of Scotland.