Along the way, there were soldiers cleaning up the battlefield and Flemish knights screaming and tying up the booty, and the knights with titles were given the opportunity to sack the shops outside the lord's castle, which were full of valuable gadgets that blinded them.

Due to the limited carrying capacity, they can only try to pick up some valuable goods, and leave a few for their comrades who have sacked the outer city to try together, so that this group of greedy ghosts can choose between interests, which is even more difficult than flying with full armor and knights.

Many people pick and choose and don't know what to take away, so they have to put it in and out repeatedly, check this and look at that, and always can't make up their minds, like a stinky beautiful girl who goes out of the house, entangled in the clothes, shoes and hats to bring, and always feels that there is one less baby at the bottom of the box.

"My lord, please stop, don't go any further."

Rollo came running from the front, stopped us, pointed to the castle of the lords in the distance, and explained: "I don't know how many enemy archers are still in ambush in the shadows, and your presence now is tantamount to putting yourself in danger. ”

I nodded, ordered the soldiers to dismount and put martial law on their horses, and sent two scouts to get in touch with the merchants in Utrecht and ask them how things were going.

The house beside me was once supposed to be a palatial mansion, and judging by the vines that had been carefully planted by the gardeners on the stone façade facing the street, the owner of the courtyard must have been a vassal and elegant man, and he should have been a powerful man with deep pockets to own such a large residence on the main street outside the lord's castle.

It's a pity that the tree is so popular, and his home has now become an empty haunted house, and the Flanders knight has three floors inside and three floors outside, and has searched the yard up and down, even under the stone bricks that are paved on the ground, and when he left, he did not forget to burn down the house full of messes and destroy the evidence of his robbery.

The battle in the castle continues, billowing black smoke is rising from the windows of many rooms, and it is gradually spreading from the bottom to the top, and the top few rooms that have not yet smoked may still be fiercely contested between the enemy and us, but it is almost as futile as a mantis arm, and it will not have any impact on the whole battle situation, and Utrecht has undoubtedly fallen!

"Lord Earl!"

Someone called me from afar, and the cavalry around me immediately drew their weapons and tensed, staring in the direction from which the voice came.

In a short time, a group of Utrecht merchants in fat robes, supported by slaves, panted out of their carriages or palanquins, carrying bulging cloth bags in their heads, as if they contained some mysterious little object, which aroused my curiosity.

"Lord Count Friesland was killed by his own rebels, and it was with great difficulty that we found the severed head of the rebels, and hurriedly sent it to you."

The fat man with the cloth bag was none other than Myers, and he was panting and pale after walking so many steps, most likely frightened by the tragic situation of the battlefield.

"The Earl's family is extinct, and several heirs of the direct line are all blocked in the room by the rebels and burned alive, and the corpses are twisted together, and it is impossible to tell who is who."

I didn't think that this group of businessmen was so ruthless, it can be seen that they can do anything in pursuit of profits, not some good stubble, and you must be careful in your dealings with them in the future, I silently told myself in my heart, but with an approving expression on my face, I solemnly took the cloth bag containing the earl's head in Myers's hand, but was so shocked by his subsequent words that I almost threw the bag on the ground.

"The Countess is still alive, she has not gone far from being wounded, and she has been caught by our men, ......you see," said Myers, narrowing his hard-to-find eyes and gesturing to me with a desperate gesture.

Me: ".................."

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The castle after the fierce battle was littered with dead corpses, and the arrows became the best ornaments for the cold bricks, densely packed everywhere as far as the eye could see, like clusters of blooming lilies.

The citizens of Utrecht, who had been temporarily taken to serve as miscellaneous servants, were cleaning up the devastated battlefield under the watchful eye of the soldiers of Nijmegen, pulling out the weapons stuck in the corpses, extinguishing the burning flames, washing away the dirty blood that had become viscous with clean water, driving away the crows that occasionally fell to peck at the eyes of the dead, and throwing the dead into the wagons to be pulled out of the city for burial.

They carried out their work one by one, like a machine tightening a clockwork, and they were silent step by step.

I carefully avoided the blood flowing on the ground, and tried to pick a clean place to put my feet, and many mosquitoes, flies and insects landed on it, greedily sucking on the rare meal.

Wherever I went, the soldiers on both sides bowed to me, and the citizens of Utrecht, for the most part, were so sad and insensitive that I felt strange in my heart, thinking that I was a Japanese devil who had done all kinds of evil, cursed like a plague.

The Countess was confined to a room on the upper floor of the castle, and her husband and children were brutally murdered by a traitor paid by the merchants, and their bodies were either decapitated or reduced to ashes, leaving not even a small object of mourning.

It is said that the Countess was organizing the guards to make the final resistance, so she was able to escape by luck while she was on the front line, but in the end she was still besieged by the rebels and failed to commit suicide, and was unwilling to be taken prisoner.

The place where the Countess was locked up was supposed to be one of the few complete rooms on this floor, and at the door next door to her, there were still traces of the fire, and the ashes on the floor were mixed with water and stirred into mud, dripping and dripping, probably just extinguished.

The soldiers at the door, apparently armed attendants hired by the merchants, saw the arrival of their master, and immediately flashed aside respectfully and opened the door to the room.

A pungent smell of soot hit the face, causing everyone to retreat unnaturally.

The person inside had his back to us, his slender body curled up in a small chair, the hem of the white skirt stained by dust and blood was torn into the shape of a strip of rag, and it was covered with a torn fine chain mail, which was specially customized at first glance, not big or small, wrapped in a concave and convex figure, and the long black hair was simply tied into a ponytail, like a waterfall pouring down, highlighting the otherworldly temperament of the whole person.

It is the proper demeanor of a nobleman to be polite to a lady, and I think I am very elegant, so I bowed generously and decently, and introduced myself:

"Honorable Countess, I am Count Randy of Nijmegen, and I am sorry to be your husband's enemy, who has been defeated despite his heroic resistance, but I am deeply impressed by his unyielding spirit, may God appease his noble soul who has gone far to heaven."

With that, I stood there waiting for the Countess's answer, and the lonely woman must have been holding back her grief, but her heart was afraid to death.

"Your words are indeed very touching, the knight of the high wind and the bright festival will not be offended, and besides, you are the victor who is admired by all."

It took a long time for Madame Count to answer slowly, her voice high and crisp, but she deliberately clapped her hands to show her inner disdain, and every word she said was obviously sarcastic about my unscrupulous means.

"If you can defeat me on the battlefield, maybe I will admire you even more."

The Countess turned slowly, and when I finally saw her face, I almost cried out in surprise......

It's her!

The woman who caught a glimpse at the Berlin banquet, the woman who mistook me for nothing at the time, was the attendant of some big man! The woman who haunted me for a long time!

Instantly felt that I had experienced the ups and downs from the scorching heat to the cold winter, my mouth was so dry that I couldn't say a word of the beautiful words I had just thought of, so I could only stand there in a daze, how embarrassing it was.

"Forgetful, you finally remember me?"

The Countess casually threw her ponytail behind her back, tilted her head and stared at me and smiled, the faint contempt that floated down her eyes, tormenting people to the point of madness, but the sensuality of her spear roses stimulated the adrenaline secretion even more, and made me dizzy and unsteady on my feet.

"God forbid, I didn't expect the two of us to meet again so soon, and in this way."

She remembers me!

She remembers me!

When I heard the answer, my mind was full of peach blossoms, full of these words, I was so excited that I was about to fry, and Luo Luo on the side thought I had epilepsy and was nervous.

"Of course, how could I forget you, the Countess, who is as elegant as Magnolia."

I said to her shyly: "It has been a long time since the last parting, and the countess's graceful temperament is still unforgettable. ”

Now it was the countess's turn to be puzzled, she stared at me inexplicably, and made sure that the conversation just now was indeed directed at her, but obviously it was Chiluoluo's teasing, and immediately fought back angrily:

"I think you have mistaken the man, or that the fighting has made you uneasy, we only had a brief fight during the night attack two days ago, and I almost ended the war early, how can I make a fool of people, God finally favors the despicable invaders."

It turned out that she was the one who fought me on the embankment that day!

At that time, I couldn't see the true face of Lushan, and once admired the other party's vigorous skills, I didn't expect that the seemingly weak countess had such a powerful kung fu, and dared to take risks alone, this unusual courage is really admirable, compared with those noble ladies who pretend to look forward to Prince Charming.

"It turned out to be ......"

While my eyes widened, I pointed at the countess very rudely and couldn't speak, and it took me a long time to realize my faux pas, and I quickly apologized:

"Forgive me for my rashness, noble lady, it was indeed a misfortune that we did not accompany you to the best of your life."

The Countess smiled and nodded at me very decently: "Compared to your gorgeous rhetoric, the fighting skills on the battlefield are not so admirable, and I beg your pardon for my faux pas, noble Earl." ”

She teased me-for-tat, without any regard for her status as a prisoner, which showed that she was desperate for a quick death, and did not want to be humiliated and become a disgrace to the Frisians.

(End of chapter)