In the darkness of the night, in a two-story marble villa with a garden in the center of Lenebor, a richly dressed middle-aged man sat with his hands on his desk and his chin in contemplation, the light of a flickering candle shining on his eagle's face.

After a while, William's old acquaintance Victor. Motley tiptoed in, touched the non-existent sweat with his hand, bent down and said respectfully: "Your Excellency, Your Excellency, His Royal Highness William does not want to participate in the ballroom ball ball we organized. ”

"Victor, since the fish doesn't take the bait, let the guards retreat. By the way, Victor, what is His Royal Highness William's attitude towards us? The Speaker turned his head slightly and said to Victor.

When Victor heard this, he immediately nodded and replied respectfully, "Yes, Your Excellency Speaker." His Highness William was polite to me, but there was a disgust in his eyes. ”

"Oh...... It seems that this prince is not very good for our senses, and perhaps our cooperation with Count Kay of Mortan is correct, and it is in our best interest to capture William and help His Highness Kay ascend the throne. The Speaker sighed and said quietly.

"Yes, Speaker, your decision is wise. However, Willian is leaving Renebor for Evre tomorrow and we have no chance to do it again. Victor complimented, then bowed his head in some frustration.

"Don't worry, Victor. I have informed His Highness Kay of William's army information and the route of travel, and I think His Highness will be aware of our efforts. Hearing this, the speaker said with a confident smile on his face.

"Yes, Your Excellency."

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At about eight o'clock in the morning of the second day, William's soldiers had already rested, packed up their baggage, and prepared to set off.

William turned his horse's head and looked around to count his strength, there were 120 partner cavalry, 76 javelin hussars, 150 new infantry, 120 Swiss mercenaries, in just three or four days, William's strength expanded from only 160 cavalry to 466 cavalry and nearly a battalion of cavalry and infantry.

William smiled and nodded, with a proud expression on his face, and ordered, "Soldiers, prepare to go." Faller, Hubert, Osborne, Rodrigo, Jeffrey, Daniel, each of you keep order and lead the soldiers out of town. ”

"As you command, His Highness William." Faller, Hubert and other generals on horseback stroked their chests and bowed.

William was in such a hurry to get out of the city, and he didn't plan to inform Victor, the councillor of the city of Renebor, not only out of prejudice against this group of medieval profiteers, but also because William found a hint of danger in their words and deeds, and guessed that they would murder William himself.

Speaking of Victor, before William left the city gate, Councilor Victor jumped out from the crowd of onlookers on both sides, moved his fat body, ran over, and said, "His Royal Highness William, why did you leave Lenebor so early, did we take good care of it, and if there is anything that needs to be corrected, you can tell me." ”

William glanced at Victor without shaking his head, didn't bother to talk to him, and with an obvious meaning, he waved his right hand and ordered: "Continue out of the city and speed up." ”

Victor on the side. Mottley stood awkwardly and let out an embarrassed laugh.

Leaving the city of Renebor, William once again embarked on the road to Evreux, this time William's march speed was much slower than before, nearly twice the army was a huge test of William's ability to organize and command, fortunately with the assistance of the generals, William did not make a mess when he was a beginner.

In the evening, William set up camp with his troops, and this time William learned from the experience of the last sneak attack, not only using prefabricated wooden rafts to build a strong wooden fort camp, but also lighting dozens of bonfires outside the wall, and sending a dozen light cavalry to patrol everything within a radius of several miles in turn.

Beside the campfire, Faller approached William, who was baking apples, and said softly, "Young Master William, I didn't expect the bandits and rebels to become so active along the way, and there are no fewer than a few small groups of enemies encountered along the way today. ”

"Faller, do you remember the captives you captured after defeating the Vikings last time?" With that, William took a hard bite of the baked apple.

"Young Master, weren't those captives executed? Could it be that the attack was instigated behind someone's back? Faller pondered for a moment, looked questioning, and said.

"Well, it's true that the Vikings were instructed to do that. The Normandy family had been friendly with the Vikings for hundreds of years, and I could not think of a Viking fleet with which we had good relations except by being instructed to attack us. William swallowed a bite of the ripe roasted apple flesh and turned to reply.

"Wouldn't it be dangerous for someone to try to deal with us. Master William, do you know who it is? Faller said with a look of surprise.

"Hmph, I can't think of anyone other than Earl Kay of Moltan. This man is the son of my father, the sister of Robert, the Count of Burgundy in the Upper Duchy of Burgundy, and my eldest cousin, who claims to be the rightful heir of the Duchy of Normandy, does not recognize my heir status, and has since been a thorn in the side of the flesh, and he instigated the several assassinations I experienced as a child. William said with a hideous expression on his face.

"Ah, Young Master William, it's Kay, Earl of Mortan, what should I do." Faller was still a young man after all, and when he heard that a great nobleman wanted to deal with William, he was anxious like an ant on a hot pan.

William patted Faller's shoulder with his right hand and said with relief, "Don't worry, as long as Kay hasn't rebelled yet, he won't be able to send troops to attack us, at most it's just some bandits, pirates and rebels to deal with us, so we must keep an eye on it these days, and we can't give the enemy a chance to take advantage of it." ”

"Master William, please forgive Faller for his gaffe." Faller blushed and bowed his head in shame.

"Okay, go down and do it well, don't let me down." William patted Faller on the shoulder and said.

"Yes, Master William." As he spoke, Faller bowed and retreated.

After Faller left, William looked at the fire in a daze, to be honest, William didn't know how to deal with Kay, Count of Mortan, this guy not only has the support of many nobles in the principality, but also has the Duchy of Burgundy abroad as a backing, even his father Duke Robert did not dare to touch him, it can be said that the situation is very bad.

"Master William, everything in the camp has been arranged, please rest first." Butler Osborne walked over slowly and said.

William, who was interrupted by Steward Osborne, let out a cry of surprise and said, "Ah, Steward Osborne, I'll leave it to you here." ”

Saying that, William sorted out his mood, said goodbye to Osborne's butler, and went to his camp.