Chapter 120: The Burning Rouen (Part 3)

At night, the city of Rouen is lit up, and city officials, wealthy merchants, and town militiamen gather in front of the town square for a banquet to celebrate the arrival of the Count of Cay and others.

Although the Count of Cay and the others had already left the city of Rouen during the day and went to the assembly place of their respective armies, preparing to lead a large army to attack Fort Rouen, the people of the city still celebrated the arrival of Cay and the others.

In their eyes, William was just a dry bone in the grave, and their new master would bring them greater benefits.

"Otto. Your Excellency Speaker Frank, it is indeed a wise choice to support Lord Count Kaye. I heard that the bastard William was beaten half to death like a wild dog by Lord Kay, and was hiding in the Castle of Rouen, shivering! A plump MP approached Otto with a glass of wine and said sycophantly.

"Haha, I believe that Lord Count Cay will definitely get the title of Duke of Normandy, and then we will be able to obtain all the autonomy of Rouen City, and we will not have to look at anyone's face anymore!" Otto. Speaker Frank drank the wine from his glass, laughed, and said.

Not yet to be Otto. As soon as Frank finished speaking, the ground of the square remembered the sound of horses' hooves like rolling thunder, and the violently shaking ground almost made everyone present unsteady on their feet.

Woo... Woo...

With the sound of a trumpet, the companion cavalry, knights, and Breton knights, who lined up in dense formations, lowered their spears and sprinted.

"Kill! Kill! ...”

With a burst of shouts of killing, three hundred cavalrymen nailed to the ground the town militia who stood in place and did not know what to do with their rifles, and more than a thousand horses' hooves tragically trampled over their bodies, allowing them to let out a low cry of death.

With a single charge, three hundred knights killed more than four hundred people on the spot, but they did not slow down at all, put down their broken spears, drew their Norman swords, and cut off the enemy's heads mercilessly.

Not far away, the high-ranking municipal officials who were stunned by this bloody and cruel scene had already collapsed on the ground, closing their eyes and waiting to die.

These officials and parliamentarians, who had been shouting, are now either lying on the ground and begging for mercy like wild dogs, or they are so frightened that they pee their pants and cry out loud in a panic.

William, who had led the killing, saw Otto. Frank's voice, the fire of hatred in his eyes was even stronger, and he didn't care that the other party was Annie's father, and waved his hand to order the other party to be killed.

Despite the ugliness of these businessmen and parliamentarians, Otto, as the Speaker. Frank was very stiff, not at all flustered by the dilemma of the end of the road, and did not have any intention of surrendering, so he just stood there straight.

With the crowd in the town square slaughtered, Otto. Frank was surrounded by knights, and William rode out of the crowd, his eyes falling on Otto. Frank chuckled and said, "Otto. Frank, did you think that you would have this day? ”

"William! I never regret what I've done, I just hate myself for carelessly underestimating your evil heart. "Otto. Frank looked up at William and said, "We need to live under a free, sunny land, and our power to dominate ourselves will be fought for by ourselves, not by you, by you nobles." ”

"That's why you're plotting a rebellion? Ridiculous, ridiculous!

You conspired with the nobles of Count Kay, but they were only conspiring with the tiger, and in the end you could not escape the fate of destruction.

I'm going to send you on your way today! William shrugged his shoulders and said with a puff of laughter.

With a wave of William's right hand downward, countless Norman swords were inserted into Otto. Frank's chest.

Watching Otto's body slowly fall, William shook his head lightly and instructed the generals: "Warriors, go and confiscate the property of the remnants of the rebel party, and you can get forty percent of it." Let's go! ”

"Oh!"

The knights present erupted in a tsunami-like cheer.

Looking at the distant backs of the cavalry, William nodded slightly, beckoned Osborne Steward and said, "Osborne Steward, Anne. Did Frank find it? ”

"I'm sorry, Your Highness William, we didn't find Miss Anne, and when we stormed Frank's house, there was no trace of any Frank family members." Steward Osborne shook his head slightly, and said in a regretful tone.

"No wonder Otto. Frank faced our encirclement without any flustered emotions. Presumably he had already found a way out for his family members, what a cunning old fox! William sighed.

Although William did not find his childhood sweetheart Anne. Frank, but at least he was relieved that she was safe and sound, and that he had saved himself from the embarrassment of meeting her.

In the middle of the night, dozens of Rouen municipal councilors and wealthy merchants contributed more than 1 million Triss gold coins, about 70,000 pounds of silver, which had to be distributed to the soldiers participating in the war, and the rest of the weapons, equipment, food, and supplies were countless.

Due to the urgency of time, William forcibly conscripted thousands of men to carry more valuable gold and silver currency, precious metal utensils, precious stones, cloth and fur, Norman swords and arrows, chain mail, etc., while the remaining food, supplies and cheap ordnance were burned by William, leaving nothing for the incoming rebels.

The movement continued unanimous until dawn, when countless gold coins and valuables were transported to Fort Rouen.

William's most important craftsmen have also collected more than 200 people, and there are hundreds of municipal management talents and business talents.

In William's view, talent is the most valuable treasure in the world, money can be earned, materials and weapons can be produced and looted, but in the Middle Ages, craftsmen and other talents were the most scarce, and they were generally kept in captivity in their castles by local lords.

It was only in the city of Rouen, where industry and commerce were relatively developed, that it was possible to gather so many craftsmen and talents.

William, who had not closed his eyes all night, had to work with Osborne's steward to instruct the soldiers and Minzhuang to pay attention to the loading of captured gold and silver supplies and personnel.

More than 200 ships, large and small, docked at the castle port in batches, with hundreds of sailors and more than 1,000 forcibly recruited people

Like an ant carrying it, it's busy.

Returning to Fort Rouen, William came to the window and looked at the towering cathedral in the middle of the city, and William's eyes showed a look of expectation.

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