"Gentlemen! Do you have any other suggestions? As long as you can drive away the barbaric English! ”

Queen Mary nervously asked the ministers present.

"I think with the fortification of Edinburgh, we should be able to hold on for half a year, and we can use this time to ask our allies, the French, to help us defend against the English!"

Looking at the speechless crowd, Count Aaron could only make an opinion himself.

"No! My Count, the French is our ally, but she is also a tiger! ”

"Bringing a tiger into the house, although it can intimidate a hungry wolf that has broken in, but it is easy to let it in, but it is difficult to get him out!"

Bishop Bishop, who had been silent, suddenly spoke out, still in opposition, which couldn't help but cause others to think!

"My bishop, I think it's a good idea! I don't know what Count Argyll and Count Lennox think! ”

"This ......" Count Argyle did not expect this fire to be drawn to him, and was a little overwhelmed for a moment.

"Alas! Young after all! I don't have any experience! ”

Suddenly, everyone present sighed in unison.

He looked at Queen Mary, then at Count Arlen, and finally fixed his gaze on Count Arlen.

"At present, Count Aaron is still a little more experienced in governance, and it makes sense for him to do this, so let's agree!"

Looking at Count Arlen's weather-beaten face, Count Argyle was still willing to believe him in his heart.

"I also agree with Lord Earl Arlen's proposal, it's a good idea!"

With the consent of Count Argyle, Count Lennox also agreed, leaving Bishop Beaton alone to oppose it.

"Since most of us agree, let's go to His Excellency the Ambassador of France!"

"I wonder if the Bishop has any objections?" Count Aaron made a decisive conclusion, then turned his head and asked Bishop Biton in a gentle tone, who had returned to his silence.

Hearing the words of the Earl, Bishop Beaton opened his eyelids, his face was neither sad nor happy, and his somewhat cloudy eyes were full of helplessness.

Obviously, he had always been kind to England, but he was excluded by others.

"Nothing!" The bishop's voice was small.

"Then we will send someone to the French ambassador, Marshall. Mr. Woisel! ”

At this time, the English army, which had been refurbished all night, was about to begin its advance again.

As soon as the troops departed, the Duke of Edward called for a summons to the Earl of Wellington.

"My dear Earl of Wellington, how many cavalry do you have now?"

"Lord Duke, now I still have nine hundred and twenty heavy cavalry capable of normal combat, and more than one thousand and five thousand light cavalry!"

"Good! Mr. Count, I have entrusted you with an important task! ”

"I want you to lead your light cavalry directly to the city of Huntington, fifty miles away!"

Lord Edward's tone was heavy, and his face showed that he valued him.

"But, Your Excellency, we are all cavalry!"

"It's because you're cavalry that you want to take Huntington City!" Duke Edward spoke directly to him, his tone full of undoubtedness.

"The Scots are like wolves that have lost their heads, and even a pack of sheep can bully them."

"Their regent, Earl Aaron, is like a wolf with a head that has lost his guts, and now Huntington is a male wolf without a leader, as long as you scare it, he will be at your mercy!"

"So, this time it's a credit to you, my Earl!"

"Alright! My horse hasn't slipped yet! I'll go. The Earl of Wellington couldn't help but be excited when he heard Edward say this.

Duke Edward had just finished his breakfast cooked by the cook he had brought from home, and he was not used to eating the black bread in the barracks, and for the nobles, it was necessary to be different from the common people.

The Duke yawned softly, lifted the curtain of the tent, and saw a puff of dust rushing into the distance, and the whole barracks suddenly seemed in disarray.

"Hey! Bub! What's going on! Duke Edward asked curiously, in a very approachable tone, it was the guard next to him, a young man with brown hair.

As in China, those who can serve as guards next to high-ranking generals are not ordinary people, and ordinary people do not have that qualification.

Take Duke Edward as an example, the ones who can be arranged by his side are basically the heirs of those nobles who have no right to inherit.

However, now with the level of English aristocracy, most of them are now from knight families, and some places are from great gentlemen or big merchants.

These men were theoretically prepared nobles, the future ruling class of England, and his bodyguards, and there was no reason why Duke Edward's tone should not be mild.

"Lord Duke! This is Lord Earl Wellington leading the cavalry troops out of the barracks! ”

The guard bowed his head and explained, and the whole person seemed polite and full of aristocratic demeanor.

Duke Edward liked this aristocratic demeanor, which was a manifestation of their superiority.

The Earl of Wellington led the cavalry to Huntington at a gallop.

Huntington is like the city of York in England in Scotland, it was a large base for Scotland to resist the English invasion, so it also built walls.

So under normal circumstances, it would be a fool's errand to use cavalry to storm a city.

The Earl of Wellington had traveled thirty miles in a row, and finally came to the foot of Huntington.

Huntington's walls were thirty feet high, and there was a moat in front of the gate, and the moat was twenty feet wide as the Earl had observed, which was not a great difficulty for a medieval army.

The Earl rode on his horse and observed the scene from a distance on the walls of Huntington.

I saw that the army that should have been waiting for the battle was running around in a panic at this time, and there were only a few archers defending the main force of the city at this time.

And more crucially, on a section of the city wall of the frontal battlefield, the Count could only see more than a hundred heads surging.

"Hahaha! God forbid! It seems that the Scottish army has been wiped out in Pink Canyon! I've got the credit for this time! ”

The Earl of Wellington thought silently in his heart, but the corners of his mouth were inadvertently curled, and his right hand kept stroking his two black beards, and his eyes narrowed.

"Find someone who can speak Scottish, go and shout, and make them surrender!"

"Yes! Lord Earl! The herald on the side bowed his head and responded.

Soon, a very obscene-looking fellow probed into the eyes of the Scotsman, who seemed to have measured the distance, and stopped about three hundred paces from the wall.

"Brothers on the walls! Your Lord Regent has been captured by us, so surrender quickly! ”

"We are here because your Majesty the Queen is going to marry our great Majesty Edward, and we will be a family from now on!"

"Surrender quickly! Otherwise, our army of 30,000 will set foot on your Huntington! ”