"Isn't Jofrois, Duke of Anjou, dead? Do you still have an army and want to fight me? During the march, William received this battle report in his hand, frowned, and muttered to himself.

"Master William, what's wrong with you?" Faller, who was following William's side, leaned over and said in concern.

"It's just a small thing, don't worry." William waved his hand, put away the battle report in his hand, and said to Faller: "It's just that Jofroy, Duke of Anjou, is still unwilling to lose, and after the surrender of his king Henry I, he still gathered the only thousands of troops in his hand to resist in the county of Tours, without any intention of giving in." ”

"Why don't you send a few good men to give the Duke of Anjou a good time. As long as he is dead, without this tough duke, the army of the Dukes of Anjou, who has only a few troops left, will not have the courage to confront you. Faller suggested to William with a smile.

"This method is really good, but this is the last way, I will first let Count Rodrigo lead the army to attack the county of Vendée, as long as this small territory is taken, our army can face off with the armies of the Duchy of Anjou and the Duchy of Aquitaine across the Loire, which is conducive to the defense of our army." William shook his head and looked at Faller, but finally gave Faller a meaningful look.

"Yes, Master William, what you have taught is that everything is done according to your orders." Fale, who was familiar with William's temperament, already knew what he was trying to convey in his eyes, and immediately blinked in response.

At this time, the situation has been decided, Henry I has succumbed, the Duchy of Aquitaine has been completely damaged by the army of Ferdinand I, and there is no strength to fight again, according to the news received by William, the Duke of Aquitaine, Gichiome VII, has decided to give in to William.

Now there are only two battlefields left to be solved, but the enemies in these two places are not strong, among them, in the western battlefield, whether it is the stubborn Duke of Anjou, Joufroois, or the two counts in the Duchy of Brittany, they are already dry bones in the grave, and they only need to spend some time to clean up.

As for the eastern battlefield, William needs to be cautious, in any case, the Duchy of Flanders is at least a grand duchy with 7 counties, and its military strength is only slightly worse than the Duchy of Normandy during the ten-year reign of Duke Robert, of course, the military strength of William's Duchy of Normandy is far greater than that of the Duchy of Flanders.

"Count Hubert, I think we will be at the front line of the county of Amiens in a few days, can you tell me who the general of the army of the Duchy of Flanders is?" William called Earl Hubert and asked him.

This question did not bother the Count Hubert, who was familiar with military affairs, but he replied calmly: "The commander of this army of the Duchy of Flanders is the Count Eustache of the House of Boulogne, and his fief is the County of Boulogne.

The 36-year-old Count of Bologne was a veteran of the war, having fought off Viking invasions on several occasions. ”

"An adversary to be taken seriously, Count Hubert, this time you are going to give me a good fight, and to cripple the Duchy of Flanders, so that they will no longer dare to act sneakily under my nose.

My next goal is to capture the county of Boulogne, a vast county bordering the counties of Erbourg and Amiens, which can serve as a bulwark and bulwark of Normandy, and I must get it. William instructed Earl Hubert.

"Rest assured, I am confident that I will defeat the 20,000 troops of the Duchy of Flanders." Count Hubert nodded to William and reassured, and then couldn't help but worry: "But if you forcibly seize the county of Boulogne, I'm afraid it will cause criticism, after all, this is only a border war, and I have not declared war on each other in Normandy and Flanders, and we have no reason or excuse to occupy the county of Boulogne." ”

"Am I not called 'bastard' by the nobles? In that case, then my outrageous behavior is understandable, after all, I am just an uneducated 'illegitimate child'. William said with a self-deprecating smile.

"Please don't say that, don't take yourself lightly, you are the most noble in our minds, the rightful heir of Duke Robert." Count Hubert hurriedly persuaded.

"Well, this is just my self-deprecation, I am who I am, and I am not affected by the words of these powerless nobles." William waved his hand and motioned to Count Hubert to reassure.

When Count Hubert had calmed down, William discussed military affairs and tactics with him, and it was not until the evening that they set up camp.

After more than half a long march, William finally led his army to the front line of the county of Amiens, at which time the Count of Richard, Baron Andrew and Baron Ferdinand were still facing each other on the front line, unable to push further.

After listening to the report of the Count of Richard, William also learned more about the situation at the front.

"So the army of more than 14,000 people led by the three of you led by the Knights of Evre, Rouen, and Eiburg cannot defeat the army of the Duchy of Flanders of more than 20,000 people?" William asked, with a puzzled look on his face.

He envisioned that the members of the Order would spend a large part of their time each year training intensively, and that they should surpass the Principality of Flanders in terms of discipline and organizational skills.

What's more, they are also equipped with thousands of sets of plate armor, plus several excellent generals such as the Count of Richhard, so many favorable factors add up, they still can't defeat the noble alliance of the Duchy of Flanders, which makes William can't help but think about the rationality of the knighthood system, whether it is really reasonable for each county to have a knight order now.

The system of this order seems to be that all the knights in the territory can mobilize the power of all the knights in the territory and can quickly form an army, but in the final analysis, the order is only a more powerful militia, and no matter how much William is armed, it cannot change the nature of its extraordinary army and levies.

"Master William, Master William..."

William's ear heard the call of Faller, and he immediately woke up from his musings, looked up at the Count of Richard and the others with a look of trepidation, and comforted: "It's not your fault, I don't blame you for my life, I'm just thinking about some problems." ”

William paused for a moment before he looked at everyone and said, "Tomorrow the battle to preside over the attack on the army of the Duchy of Flanders will be under the command of Count Hubert, and the knights led by the three of you will obey his arrangement and cooperate with Count Hubert." ”

"Yes, His Highness William." Hearing William's arrangement, the three of them said in unison respectfully.