Chapter 119: The Little Lion Cub Who Was Driven Away (Part II) (Second Update)
Everyone present looked at the fallen Duke of Aaron, and their faces showed fear, and they opened their mouths wide and were speechless.
The Count of Kay threw away the blood-stained dagger with a flick of his hand, turned around and shouted to the crowd: "If you want to sit on the throne of the Duke of Normandy, which of you is the opponent of the Duke of Arran?"
If Aaron becomes the Duke of Normandy, including me, don't think about it one by one, and in the end you won't be liquidated by Aaron, and I'm afraid there won't even be a cemetery when you die.
If we don't get rid of Aaron, none of us will get Normandy! ”
All the nobles and nobles exchanged their heads and ears, and their faces showed approval.
"Lord Arlen, cheer up!" William picked up Duke Arlen's fallen body and said with a crying voice.
"William, leave Rouen!" Duke Arlen said to Osborne's butler again: "Send the child away!" ”
"Well, I promise you! Please don't talk and let the doctor treat you to stop the bleeding. William summoned a military doctor and said to Duke Arlen.
The veteran medic of William's medical team expertly cut open Aaron's clothes, washed his wounds with distilled spirits, and then took out a roll of gauze and wound it tightly around Duke Aaron's wounds.
"You are the knight of the Duke of Arne, please send the Duke of Arne back to the Duchy of Brittany!" William turned his head to look at the Breton knights who had arrived and commanded.
"Yes, Lord William!"
The knight summoned dozens of knights, carrying Duke Arun on a stretcher, ready to leave.
"None of you are allowed to go! William, you must hand over the dukedom to us today. When Count Kay found out that Aaron was about to be taken away, he immediately turned around and held out his right hand to stop him.
"Kay, you have not only harmed Duke Aaron, but also insulted me and my father, which is an unforgivable sin. Stay here today with these rebels! William stood up and ordered his soldiers to attack, saying hatefully.
"Well, hahaha!" Kay looked up and laughed, "Just you, wild dog?" I want your dog's life today! ”
Saying that, Count Kay and the nobles also drew their swords and led their knights to charge.
At this time, William's five hundred soldiers and nearly four hundred, including nobles, were in a battle.
Although the weapons on both sides are swords and shields, and the armor is also chain mail and Norman helmets, the experienced knights in the battle formation can resist the attack of the William Army with their number of combat skills and skillful battle formations, and can also form assault squads from time to time to kill and injure William's soldiers.
Although William's side had the advantage of troops, after all, most of the soldiers were young men, who had not been trained for a long time and did not have a lot of combat experience, so they were helpless against each other for a while in the face of this powerful knight and nobleman.
"Knights of Brittany, avenge Lord Duke Aaron!
Kill! Kill! Kill!!! "A nobleman from the Duchy of Brittany led nearly two hundred knights under his command to fight from the other side to the Cay side.
With the help of the new force, the soldiers under William's command were reinvigorated and their morale was high.
On the other side, Count Kay saw that his side was being attacked from both sides, and the situation was very dangerous, so he had to order: "Retreat, retreat!" Ladies and gentlemen, let's get out of here first, and when our army arrives, William won't be tied up, and the throne of the Duke of Normandy will still be ours! ”
The nobles around Kay nodded in agreement, turned around and ordered his knights to begin an orderly retreat.
Although William didn't want to let go of Kay and them so easily, seeing that his fellow cavalry and knights suffered heavy casualties, William, who felt sorry for the soldiers, waved his hand to stop them from continuing to pursue Kay and the others.
After completely expelling Kay and the others from Fort Rouen, William began to have his medical team begin to treat the wounded, while also giving the same treatment to the Brittany knights who participated in the battle.
"Young Master William, the results of the battle and the casualties have been counted, please take a look." Steward Osborne ran to William's side, handed him a roll of parchment, and said, "Twenty-two knights were killed and four were taken prisoner, while thirty-two of our soldiers were lightly wounded, thirteen were seriously wounded, and eighteen were killed, of which twelve of our fellow cavalrymen were seriously wounded and killed. ”
"The casualties are a bit big, for these rebellions, so many soldiers are killed and wounded, it's not worth it, it's really not worth it!" William looked at the list of the dead, gasped in distress, and sighed: "Especially my fellow cavalry, they are the officer seeds I have worked so hard to cultivate." ”
"Master William, please don't be sad! As long as we live, there is hope for revenge and reclaiming everything that belongs to the House of Normandy. Osborne comforted.
"You're right, Steward Osborne!" William nodded in agreement: "Sort out the team, we're going to get ready to leave!" Let the wounded and non-combatants leave Fort Rouen by boat and head to Evre.
As for the remaining soldiers and the knights of Brittany, gather quickly, we have something to do tonight! ”
"Yes, Master William!" Steward Osborne bowed, then turned to leave.
Standing on the tower of the castle, William looked at the Count of Cay and his party as they rode away, and his heart was full of worry, because he knew that the Count of Mortankay and the Count of Castle William the Younger had gathered a large army, and they might have set foot in the border area of the county of Rouen.
Time was running out for William to evacuate, especially since he was not going to leave Rouen by boat and return to Evreux, but was preparing to travel overland to Paris.
In William's mind, retracting into the county of Evreux was the last resort, and he still had one last card in his hand, if that person could promise to help William, then the rebellion would be put down immediately, and William would be able to secure the duke's throne.
"Otto. Frank, you city councillors who insulted my father before can only be washed away with your blood, and tonight is your time of death! William looked at the city of Rouen not far away, clenched his fists, and muttered to himself through gritted teeth.
In William's mind, insulting his father Robert was a more serious crime than insulting himself, and it was an absolutely untouchable taboo.
If it weren't for the fact that these municipal officials and councillors insulted Robert after his death, corrupted the Normandy army with money, and allowed Kay and others to enter the city of Rouen, William would not have murdered these people, at most he would have punished them slightly.
Reminds of Otto. William shook his head and left his children's private affairs behind, and the hatred in his heart made William make up his mind.