"You won, Maurice. Welf. I admit that you are different from other Italians, you Lombards are good. Theowulf let go of the tomahawk in his hand and said sincerely.

Hearing that Theowulf succumbed, Morris let go of the sharp blade against the opponent's neck, looked at him and asked, "Theowulf, according to our agreement, I have won this duel, and you and your English mercenaries will join my mercenary group." ”

"I'm not going to go back, Maurice. Captain Welf, I will join you with my siblings, the same mercenary group on this great expedition. Theowulf nodded sincerely.

"Oh, victory, master's victory." Ian. Wright shouted excitedly and ran to the dueling arena with cheers.

Ian. Wright's cheers instantly detonated the atmosphere on the field, and countless mercenaries watching the battle cheered one after another. Welf, holding him high with both hands, cheered.

Today's protagonist is undoubtedly Maurice. Welf, who won everyone's respect and cheers with his superb martial arts.

"Maurice, congratulations, you won this duel, you actually won this English warrior known as the 'Boneless', Seowulf, I really sweated for you." Igino. Delamarck smiled and came to Morris's side and congratulated.

"Theowulf is indeed a formidable opponent and an admirable warrior, and I was able to defeat him today because of God's blessing." Morris. Rather than be complacent at the praise of his friends, Welf became humble.

It was in Maurice and his friend Iginault. While Delamarck was talking about sex, Theowulf came to Morris and the others with about two hundred English mercenaries under his command and said, "Maurice. Welf, my siblings, and the most elite of the English mercenaries, numbered two hundred and thirty.

According to our agreement, my brothers and I will be at your command and command from this day forward. ”

"Welcome, Theowulf, you are my friend and my brother, and your brother is my brother as well. Welcome! "Morris. Welf and Theowulf hugged each other affectionately, opened their arms, and said with a smile.

"Brother! Brothers! Brothers! ...”

At this moment, everyone raised their hands and cheered, as they said, everyone is now a sibling.

"Seowulf, Igino. Delamarck, counting two hundred and thirty English warriors, we will have a total of six hundred mercenaries on hand, which is a far cry from the task given to me by Steward Osborne to recruit two thousand mercenaries, and we have to find a way to do it. "Morris. Welf looked at the two of them and said solemnly.

"That's easy, Maurice, there are still many warriors on the other side of England who are willing to participate in this mercenary recruitment, you can take them for yourself." Theowulf suggested.

"Yes, not only can we recruit in England, Germany, and Spain, but French mercenaries are also a good choice." Igino. Delamarck nodded in agreement.

"It's not going to work." Maurice shook his head, looked at the two of them and said, "Steward Theowulf, Igino, and Osborne, please ask me to recruit enough local Italian mercenaries, who will be the vanguard of this expedition and use the advantages of local operations to clear the way for this expedition, which is why I was appointed as the head of the Italian mercenary group." ”

"Great! It's exciting that we're going to be at the vanguard of this expedition. Theowulf exclaimed, his eyebrows fluttering.

"Maurice, this is a shortage of fifteen hundred, and it is not easy to recruit qualified Italian mercenaries in such a short period of time." Igino. Delamarck was not so optimistic, and there was a worried look between his eyebrows.

"You don't have to worry about this at all, I'm confident that I can raise fifteen hundred people in a short period of time." Morris. Welf said with a confident laugh.

"Yes, yes, my master is the son of the Duke of Lombardy, and his mother is the sister of the Duke of Verona, and she is very influential in northern Italy, and it is easy to recruit fifteen hundred mercenaries." Ian. Wright puffed out his chest and looked proud.

"Is it true?" The expressions on their faces were full of doubt, and they couldn't help but ask Morris.

"It's not what you think it is, don't listen to Ian. Wright is talking nonsense. Morris shrugged his shoulders, waved his hand and said:

"I'm none other than Albert Ezo, Duke of Lombardy. Morality. Esther's bastard, have you noticed my last name?

I'm not a de. A member of the Esther family, but with my mother, Greendovin, who is part of the Welf family.

I grew up with my uncle, Duke of Verona, Guelph. Welf grew up under his tutelage, and my father didn't want to admit me, he already had a boy, a true heir.

There was no place for me there, so I had to come to Normandy in order to obtain glory and nobility, and to show my father how good his bastard son was. ”

Welf couldn't help but confide in his background, and his face was covered with sadness.

"I'm sorry, but we brought up your sadness." Igino. Delamark said apologetically.

Theowulf was equally apologetic and made amends to Morris.

"It's none of your business, Igino. Delamak, Theowulf, you are not wrong, and there is no need to apologize to me. Morris shook his head.

"If only you could cheer up, you are the leader of our Italian mercenary group, and you can't be defeated." Igino laughed, patted his arm and said.

"I can't wait for when we're leaving." Theowulf asked with some excitement on his face.

"Let's prepare for two days, and then take a part of the cavalry south to the Duchy of Lombardy and the Duchy of Verona, where I have some close nobles, and with their help, I believe we will be able to recruit the right people soon." Morris. Welf looked at the two of them and nodded in command.

The next day, Morris. Welf resigned to Osborne's butler.

"So you're going to the Duchy of Lombardy to recruit Italian mercenaries?" Steward Osborne was a little puzzled and asked patiently.

"Yes, if we want to recruit enough mercenaries, we will have to make a trip to Italy." Morris replied in a solemn tone.

"Okay, I promise you." Steward Osborne pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "I will send Mephistopheles, one of the Sauron brothers. Sauron is leading a company of cavalry with you to Lombardy, wishing you the best of luck on your journey. ”

"Yes, I promise a smooth return." Morris. Welf assured in a solemn voice.