Alfred, the youngest son of Baron Walton, paced anxiously back and forth in the tent with his hands on his hips, staring at the young man lying on the bed as he paced, "Descendants of nobility? John Neville, I am only the supposed heir, and you are the eldest son of Lord Latimer of Yorkshire, would you think that the words of a supposed heir are more useful than the words of a firstborn? ”

Alfred, who was 4 years older than John, still didn't seem to have shaken off the childishness of a big boy. William Parr, who was sitting on the other side of the bed, laughed out loud, "Alfred, if I were you, go find Your Excellency now and ask her to promise you." ”

"Okay, I'll go find my sister now. If she doesn't agree, you two must intercede for me. With that, Alfred turned and left the tent.

"John, are you ready? I don't think it's going to go well. William looked at Alfred's departing figure and spoke unusually calmly.

When it came to the impending covert operation to infiltrate Scottish territory, John was not at all sure in his heart. In the past, when I was a volunteer vigilante patrol cavalry in Richmond County, I mostly encountered landless vagrants, thieves, mobs, or drunkards who caused trouble. This time, however, the opponent was a well-trained Scottish army dressed in armor and armed with a variety of weapons.

John sat up from the bed and looked silently at William, who was sitting across from him, before he spat out a sentence, "William, I even think about how to kill the Highlanders in my dreams. It's just that this is my first time playing against the Highlanders......"

William, who was wearing a tight battle jacket, put down the handguard sword in his hand, picked up his armor and examined it carefully and smiled, "John, do you remember? Last night, we killed an entire camp of thieves. ”

"yes, I remember it very well. But we are the hands of the thieves while they are sleeping. ”

"Now, then, do you think Your Excellency will choose to enter Scotland during the day? If so, we would still be sitting in the tent at this time to rest, talking? ”

John looked down in contemplation for a moment, then laughed quietly, "That's right. I suppose Your Excellency will go in while the Highlanders are sleeping. ”

William nodded, "Alright, go over your cavalry armor, weapons, and other things, you can't bring any loud or glowing ones." ”

Until the end of the dinner, Isabel still did not agree to the family's young son's request to participate in the tonight's operation. After leaving the aristocratic dining room on the first floor of the conference hall, Ernest and Ernest went straight to a rectangular bungalow restaurant on the southwest side of the castle, near the city walls, for would-be lancers.

At this point, all those who remained in the dining room according to her orders immediately stood up and saluted her and Ernest. Isabel waved her hand to let everyone sit down, and after glancing at several mercenary cavalry sitting in the distance, she ordered William, who was seated, "William, let them leave, we have to borrow the captain's dining room." ”

When there was no one else in the dining room, she stood at the top of the long table and glanced at the crowd. Spread out his left hand and put his five fingers together to point to Ernest, who was sitting in the first position on the left, "Brothers, this is Sir Ernest, and Sir will be our guide into Scotland with us." ”

Then she said aloud: "Brothers, I didn't tell you when and where we will go to find out the news of the Highlanders in order to prevent it from leaking out. Do you know who is the most common type of person at the border? ”

John stretched out his right hand, looked at her and said, "Spy." ”

"Well, John was right." Isabel praised the other party, then looked at the others with a serious expression, "Now, I'll announce the time and place." Departing at 9 o'clock tonight, we're heading to the town of Dumfries, Scotland. ”

With that, Isabel turned her gaze to Ernest, "Sir, do you have anything else to say?" ”

Ernes nodded and stood up to look at the expressions of the dozen or so quasi-lancers in front of him, "Cavalrymen, now the Highlanders have gathered a large number of troops in Dumfries, ready to attack the border at any time. Therefore, we must be careful in our actions tonight, and we must not be discovered by the Highlanders. ”

Jazz's words caused many people present to turn their heads and ears. Isabel frowned and said solemnly, "Brothers, is there a problem?" If you want to quit, you can leave the restaurant now. ”

Seeing that none of the people got up to leave, Isabel nodded, "Okay, now go back and get ready." Don't bring anything that makes a noise, and smear your cavalry armor with a layer of mud. ”

As everyone left the restaurant, Isabel found Sir Alex Ferguson and Alfred standing outside the door, "Sir you...?" Come on in. ”

After the two walked into the dining room, Isabel looked at them with suspicion, "Sir, when did you and your squire come?" ”

Sir Alex Ferguson grinned, "Your Excellency, I only heard from you that if you don't want to go, you can quit." ”

"Well, Sir, did Alph beg you?"

"Yes, if you don't agree to take him with you, he can only come and beg me."

Isabel shook her head, "Sir, if you're willing to join, I'll let Alver go." ”

Sir Ferguson Congreve stroked his beard and laughed, "Your Excellency, after all these years, I can finally act with you again. ”

"Sir, go back and get ready, and leave at 9 o'clock. Remember, you can't take anything that makes a noise and smear your cavalry armor with a layer of mud. ”

"No problem." Sir Alex Ferguson turned his face to look at his attendant, "Alver, I'm satisfied now." ”

Alfred nodded, but asked in a low voice, "Sir, why do you want to smear the mud?" ”

Sir Alex Ferguson smiled, "I'll tell you when I get back." ”

By dinner, it was already dark. At this time, many places inside and outside Carlisle Castle are even darker. On the southeast side of the castle's annexed fortress, a dozen quasi-lancers, dressed in three-quarters armor plastered with thin mud, stood motionless on the side of their horses with light cavalry spears in their hands.

Heavily armed, Isabel Walton stood at the front of the group, her face covered in a mud-smeared silver humanoid mask, her body clad in a layer of mud-covered infantry half-length armor, and her usual two custom-made daggers still strapped to her waist.

By the light of the torches lit on the walls of the fortress, he looked solemnly at every face hidden under the armor, and said in a deep voice, "Tonight, not a single Englishman will die. We will return victoriously and get on the horse! ”

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