Bishop Gailius turned away, and was silent for a long time, his back looking thin and preoccupied, he must be engaged in a fierce ideological struggle at this moment, making difficult trade-offs between advance and retreat, weighing all kinds of subtle pros and cons.

The bishop who was born in the aristocracy must hope that one day he can get ahead and become the supreme above all people, the only walking spokesman of God in the world, so that the half-brother who still looks down on him must feel great to kiss the dust under his feet.

But reason clearly reminded him that once the power obsessed mind chooses to cooperate, it is not only a matter of success or failure, but from then on, his whole body and mind, including his soul, will have to go through painful torment and transformation, step by step frightening and cautious, which is far from the pure dream of dedicating his life to God as a child.

On the road to the pinnacle throne, I don't know when I will be able to put on the pope's gold-trimmed nylon robes, maybe I don't have a chance in my life, maybe I will die inexplicably in some unknown corner tomorrow, maybe I will become a puppet in the hands of the Count of Nijmegen at the mercy of others, maybe I really hold the real power of the pope, reign over all nations, and even the secular emperors and kings must obey the voice of the Vatican, all of this is only in a thought, gambling on my life and letting it go, Or perform their duties step by step, and slowly die of old age in the dilapidated capital of Germany.

"Let's go to Rome together, the journey ahead must be exciting." The Bishop furrowed his brow and said to me with a cheerful smile.

Bending the corners of my mouth and smiling, the boulder in my heart finally landed, and I quietly exhaled the breath that had been held in my heart for a long time, and my palms were sweating.

Just as the battle was about to end, Leonardo sent a secret letter to explain to me in detail the ins and outs of the whole ambush, it turned out that he deliberately revealed the itinerary of our army to the Duke of Normandy through spies, but concealed the news of the bishop's army, lured the self-righteous duke, ambushed the convoy of bishops who seemed to be the most well-protected, and then gave me the opportunity to tie the frightened bishop to his carriage, and at the same time get an excuse to counterattack Normandy and postpone his service to Rome, wronged the Duke of Richard, is more or less a half-pushed director's good play, although he did not discuss the script with the actors in advance.

It is much easier to frame and frame than imagined, and lies gush out as soon as the upper and lower lips are put together, and the whole person has always been the main force to promote the progress of human civilization.

Thinking that Qin Hui killed Yue Fei with a trumped-up charge, it can be seen that as long as you figure out and understand the mind of the superior, you say that the other party's strong sow can be passed, not to mention Leonardo's internal line, leaving clues that are so obvious that they can't be more obvious, all kinds of evidence point directly at the Duke of Normandy, and Archbishop Gailius, who has historical problems with him, made a ruling without a moment of thought.

"Attacking the clergy in a grand manner, and trying to ambush and murder me in the wilderness by any means, how can the insidious and vicious nature of the person come to this point without knowing it, it is simply outrageous to all civilized people!"

Bishop Gailius blushed and spoke the most vicious language he could think of, and in his hand as evidence that the ribbon embroidered with the Norman lion was about to be broken.

"Just because of some political discord, he has endured it for so long, and when he has the opportunity, he wants to cut down the grass and eradicate it once and for all, it is really arrogant!"

I stood aside and clenched my fists, pretending to be indignant, like a soy sauce character in the corner of a Japanese anime, but I yawned in my heart and didn't want to listen to him talk about it at all.

"Your Excellency!"

Estimating that the expression of my feelings was almost complete, I duly interrupted Bishop Gailius' saliva and wanted to do another round, and reminded him: "I have expanded the search range of the scouts to a radius of fifty miles, and if the enemy has not gone far, I believe that now the scouts have mastered the movements of the Duke of Normandy, and the cavalry of Nijmegen is already ready to go, and with the blessing of the Lord, they will surely win a great victory." ”

Bishop Gailius squinted at me, as if he did not expect the people below to do things so quickly, so nervous that I was annoyed that the action was too fast to arouse his suspicion, and the bishop looked down and thought for a while, and then I commanded with reassurance:

"We are on the side of justice, even if we are victims, we must uphold God's will to love the world, do not kill innocents indiscriminately, just arrest the main culprit Duke of Normandy and accept a fair trial, and the rest will not be careless."

After speaking, he patted me on the shoulder uneasily, as if emphasizing the essence of his benevolence, with tears flashing in the corners of his eyes, and his little acting skills were superb.

Crocodile tears! I disdainfully thought in my heart, I want to eat chicken and want to let the chicken live, how can there be such a beautiful thing in the world? War is a life-and-death contest, there is no room for negotiation between success and defeat, if justice and justice are useful, Song Xianggong will not be a thousand years later, still laughed out of the big teeth, the world may be as the book says, it has long been realized in advance ** into Datong.

"Don't worry! My lord, I know it. ”

Solemnly bowing to him, I deliberately exposed the Christ cross embroidered on the smock to remind him not to worry.

"Heretics are not the same as apostate brothers who have been bewitched by the devil, the responsibility of the Duke of Normandy, there is no need or reason for everyone to bear it together, Flender's army is waiting not far ahead, I have sent sentry horses to contact, I believe they are rushing to this side at the moment, please move lightly, try to meet them as soon as possible, I can concentrate on dealing with the rebels in Normandy."

Hearing that there were reinforcements in front of me, the bishop immediately came to his senses, and changed his face faster than turning a book, and he was reluctant to hold his hand just now, and now he hurriedly boarded the carriage with a few words of encouragement, urging the Templars who had just finished healing, and the phalanx of heavy infantry sent by Nijmegen to set off on the road, eager to grow wings and fly over, for fear that he would fall into some terrible trap if he took a step too late, and it was estimated that he would not want to make a long journey in his life, and nesting in a cage-like castle was the safest choice.

The scouts who watched the dusty bishop's convoy disappear around the corner of the forest road brought in Leonardo's nei, the skinny crossbowman who had slipped himself in the dirty grey cloth smock of the Normandy size one larger, still patting his heaving chest, trying to calm his breathing.

I looked at his characterless face and unobtrusive size, and suddenly realized that even if he slipped out of the tent of the barracks, no one would notice his small figure, and besides, he was still a veteran of this trade, and he had climbed a few mountain beams and shortcut to find our location.

"Don't rush, take your time!"

Rollo handed over the jug filled with ale, and the latter took it shyly, looked at me as if he were probing, and only took a sip after receiving a nod of approval, and then wiped the dirt from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve haphazardly, as if he was afraid of soiling the lord's valuables, and then began to report what he knew.

"The one who commanded this ambush was the uncle of the Duke of Normandy, Lord Count Sviki of Comon Castle, they received information that the convoy of Lord Bishop was your carriage, so they used the strategy of diverting the tiger from the mountain, diverted the troops protected in front, and concentrated their firepower to focus on the attack, they planned to win with one blow, but they did not expect to be burned to ashes by the mysterious fire oil and almost all the troops were wiped out, and the violent explosion could be heard even if the main camp was far away."

"Are there any enemies who have fled back? I thought they were all slaughtered, and there were still fish that slipped through the net. ”

The bull sighed in annoyance: "That earl runs faster than a rabbit, and has no knightly honor at all, don't ask me to meet him on the battlefield next time." ”

Letting go of the enemy's most important commander, the bull could only scold his mother and grumble, blaming himself for not tying his pockets tightly enough.

"After Count Sviki returned, he was scolded by the duke, and the angry duke almost pushed him out and beheaded, thanks to the persuasion of the other lords to spare him the death penalty."

"Almost all of the heavy cavalry dispatched in Normandy this time were assigned to the command of Count Svikki, but none of them came back alive, the loss of Nordic pure-blooded war horses alone is already astronomical, no wonder the Duke is dizzy."

As he spoke, the crossbowman took out of his bosom a simple map drawn on paper in Nijmegen and handed it to me, the latest specially treated paper, which replaced the expensive parchment that had been difficult to carry and write in the past, but had the disadvantage that it was scarce and could not be mass-produced, and that the price was only relatively cheap.

"The Duke of Normandy's station, about thirty miles northwest from here Pondua Farm, this is the camp map, some limited by identity can not be thoroughly explored, when I came out, the Duke was arguing with his subordinates whether to withdraw the troops, at that time I was wandering not far from the main tent, and the sound of their fierce quarrels could be heard hundreds of paces away."

"Thank you for your hard work, this information is very important, go down and rest."

I motioned for Rollo to prepare water and food for him, and sent the two of them away, before unfolding the dense map and analyzing it carefully.

"Judging from the defense map, the enemy really only built a simple command camp, with a place with its back to the hills, and there were no horses and archers not even arranged, and there were big holes between the scouts' cordons, which clearly gave us the opportunity to sneak attack."

The bull came over and glanced at it, and he was dazzled by the ant-like characters and straw-like words on it, and he simply didn't join in the excitement of the cultural people, and said with a big grin: "They must have thought that they could completely defeat us by virtue of the suddenness of the sneak attack, and even if they failed, they could quickly withdraw from the battlefield, so they did not make the necessary defensive arrangements, and there were flaws everywhere that could be exploited." ”

Kohler nodded thoughtfully, indicating that he agreed with the bull's analysis, but made a supplementary speech: "My lord, you have said an oriental proverb: be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, and also do a good job of preventing the enemy from showing weakness to me. ”

Tinsen, who had been walking in the jungle all year round, was not very good at marching and fighting, and he looked at the lush vegetation on both sides worriedly, and expressed his opinion: "No matter what decision is made, the enemy may have already begun to move now, and even if our cavalry takes a shortcut and advances at full speed at all costs, it may not be able to reach before the enemy retreats. ”

(End of chapter)