"John, they're just country women and children, and they won't rebel." Isabel felt that John might have gone into a misunderstanding of thinking.

"Yes, godmother. But, when these kids grow up...... "John Neville seems to be making excuses for what he wants to do."

Isabel glanced at him, "Even when these children grow up, they may die of the plague, join the army and die in battle, or go to the South to become a hired hand, right?" ”

John nodded, and Isabel, seeing that he seemed unwilling, immediately said solemnly, "Remember, they are not rebels, and they have not committed crimes. If you kill them, I will also send you to the magistrate's court for trial. ”

"Yes, godmother, I see."

"After giving them some food and clothing, let them go to the forest across the pond."

The job after the battle was to treat the wounded guards and collect the spoils. Isabel had planned to use Matthew's camp to rest the guards of the Duke's Court for a night's rest, but there were too many corpses in the camp and the smell of blood was very strong, so she had to let everyone take the spoils and return to the edge of the forest to rest and eat something.

The crowd sat around the two bonfires that had been erected, grilling all kinds of meat and food over the blazing bonfires, and talked excitedly about the battle that had just ended to destroy the rebels. John Neville, who was eating, drinking, and smiling triumphantly, seemed to have turned his attention to celebrating the victory in the battle.

When he put a large piece of barbecued pork on a plate and handed it to Isabel, he smiled very happily, "Godmother, please enjoy it." ”

Isabel took the plate and looked at him with a smile, "John, you still have to be taught by the priest when you return to the county, I hope you can receive more education." ”

John took a piece of half-cooked beef, chewing the bloodshot beef and muttering, "Godmother, is it useful to learn so many things?" You see, I'm a vigilante now. ”

"Really?" Isabel placed the plate on her crossed legs and sliced off a piece of pork with a tactical knife and ate it. Then, he glanced at William beside him, and still looked very patient and whispered, "Well, you can ask William if it is beneficial to receive more education." ”

"John, don't study it, it's tiring to learn French, Latin, and theology." William said with a smile after drinking a large amount of malt wine.

"Huh...?" Isabel glanced at him with a strange gaze, and William hurriedly grinned, "I beg your pardon, Your Excellency, I was joking. It's just that the brothers are celebrating the victory in the battle, so John's study affairs ......"

"Well, well, now, celebrate the victory."

John cast a grateful glance at William, William nodded, stood up with the wine bag, glanced at all the guards present and said, "Brothers, we should invite Your Excellency to drink this glass of wine that represents victory, right?" ”

"Yes, without Your Excellency's command, there would be no victory in this battle!" The guards present laughed loudly and replied.

Listening to the laughter and excited voices of the crowd, Isabel was also a little excited, as if she had seen the celebration of the "Black Friars" after each raid for several years. Standing up with his wine bag and looking at everyone's faces, "Brothers, every ordinary person will succeed with an unusual idea. Grow up in adversity, stand with your brothers, pledge allegiance to His Majesty and His Highness the Most Honorable, and defend their honor, life, and territory! ”

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The celebration of victory continued for a long time, and it was not until after sunrise the next morning that the people began to slowly pack up their weapons, armor, horses, and booty and prepare to return to Richmondshire. Isabel came to William, who was packing up the saddle, and said with some embarrassment, "William, I did say that all the loot will be distributed to you and your brothers. It's just that I promised someone to give someone a horse with a full harness and a sword as a gift, so I ......"

William was a little curious about her attitude, last night's battle was originally Isabel led them to victory, and it was only natural that she wanted some loot. As he tightened the horse's belly belt, he looked at her seriously, "Your Excellency, you led us to win this battle, so you have absolute control over the spoils. ”

"If it weren't for the hard work of the brothers, the battle would not be won easily."

"Your Excellency, I understand what you mean. Rest assured, I'll pick the best loot for you. ”

Isabel nodded and smiled, and went to harness her horse. As everyone packed up their belongings and prepared to set off, a security army led by the magistrate of the town of Harrogate came to the country road outside the forest. The two hussars, who were at the front of the line, saw Isabel and the others from a distance and quickly reported the discovery to the magistrate.

John, who was already on horseback and was walking in front of the line with another light cavalry, spotted each other at about the same time. Immediately turned the horse's head and came to Isabel, who was behind, and after saluting, reported, "Godmother, there is an army from outside the forest. ”

Isabel was not surprised that the army had arrived, after all, Matthew, his gang and the entire camp were illegal and would eventually be purged by the magistrate who ruled the area. Riding on his horse, he straightened up and looked at the approaching army, "Well, it's probably someone sent by the magistrate of a nearby town, let's go over." ”

As soon as the two armies met on the path outside the forest, neither commander expected to meet someone they hadn't seen in a long time. Isabel began with a smile and saluted, "Good day, Your Excellency, Sir Francis." ”

It turned out that Francis Swift, the second son of Viscount Darlington, who had long been executed, had been knighted by Henry VIII and had taken up the position of magistrate in the town of Harrogate. Since the camp set up by Matthew and his men seriously affected the local social order in the jurisdiction of Harrogate, he decided to take men into charge of them himself.

However, he was surprised to meet his sister Caroline's family and close friends, and his former colleagues with whom he had worked a few years earlier. Pulling the reins, he gently stroked his beard and nodded with a smile, "Good day, Miss Isabel." ”

Sir Francis, with his thin face, thick beard, and a very ruddy and plump face, immediately caught Isabel's attention. She stared curiously at the other man's face and smiled, "Your Excellency, it seems that you are having a comfortable time in Harrogate, right?" ”