Ye Feng said in high spirits: "Kent is under my feet!" These depraved mongrels can no longer stop our legion's advance! ”

Ulding also raised his long sword proudly and said, "March!" ”

Five hundred knights, clad in stubborn and resolute faces, were followed by three entire auxiliary legions, these fierce Germans were armed with short axes, the iron axes were delicately carved with patterns, and a bird leaped out of the short axe, vividly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The footsteps are smuggling, the sound of fighting is loud, but the voices are lonely.

Ye Feng grabbed the reins, pointed at Kent City in the distance with his whip and said, "This is the prey of the wolves!" ”

Everyone laughed, and Alfred said excitedly, "Give us Saxons this glory!" ”

Brandon said dissatisfiedly: "You Saxons have won several glory, let's still be Anglos!" Brandon's rugged roar resounded through the sky, startling the birds.

Ye Feng held the hilt of the knife and said, "Anglos! ”

As if he had received divine grace, Brandon cheered happily and cursed in his mouth: "This opportunity is for us Anglos, and the Anglos will teach the Saxons what it means to be fierce!" ”

Brandon roared, "Anglos! Enter! ”

The footsteps of the mountains shook in unison, and the Anglos in a neat formation walked in unison, and even the expressions on their faces seemed to be the same, solemn and full of dynamism.

The army stretched to the edge of the sky, and the sky was full of dark clouds, and the momentum was overwhelming. The city of Kent was in sight, and when the walls were empty, Brandon frowned, but the burning blood in his heart made him not think too much.

Brandon yelled, "Attack! ”

Brandon's entire mouth opened and closed one by one, and the momentum was amazing.

The wooden siege car crashed and slammed open the gates, and with a clang, the gates were wide open, and the Anglos roared into the gates like locusts, but the city of Kent was empty, and Brandon felt like a punch to the air.

The Anglos were like brute cattle entering a porcelain shop, rushing in all directions, taverns, markets, granaries, and palaces, none of them were spared, all of them were looted, Ye Feng held the whip outside the city, listening to the reports of the guards.

The light horsemen rode into the city of Judt, and the Apostle Guard followed.

Ye Feng grabbed the reins and shouted, "Who let you set up for plunder!" ”

An Angler said without hesitation: "This is our Anglo tradition!" We have the right to dispose of our own loot! ”

The soldier said it rightly, he didn't care about Ye Feng's identity at all, as well as the black and white horse shield emblem on his body, Ye Feng was naturally furious, he drew his saber and slashed at the chest of the Anglo soldier, the Anglo soldier howled miserably and fell to the ground.

Ye Feng held his knife and shouted: "If there are raiders, there will be no forgiveness!" ”

The members of the Apostle Guard shouted, "Kill without mercy! ”

The momentum shook for nine days, and the Anglos who were looting turned back one after another, with a blank face, and Brandon walked in front of Ye Feng with a frightened face, but there was some dissatisfaction and anger in his heart.

Brandon whispered, "Lord Apostle, why is that? ”

Ye Feng smiled coldly and said, "Do you know the regulations of the Holy Text, all actions are under command!" I didn't order the looting, so why did I rob without permission? ”

Brandon said angrily, "I don't know! ”

Ye Feng snorted and said loudly: "You are the first offender!" Can't bear the criminal law! Now the attitude is bad, and the left and right will not take it down! ”

Two fierce men walked out of Ye Feng's guards and grabbed Brandon left and right.

Ye Feng sneered: "Punish this guy with a stick!" ”

The so-called stick punishment is to use a pillar with a smooth top to make people fart. Share. Sitting in the eyes and letting people die slowly, this is the criminal law of the Huns to deal with deserters.

Alfred and Alan also rushed over at this time, as well as the five viscounts.

They knelt down and pleaded, and Alfred said with tears in his eyes: "Brandon has no merit, but remember his hard work, spare his life!" Plus he's old! ”

Ye Feng pretended to be impatient and waved his hand, "Let's go!" ”

In fact, what is needed between monarchs and ministers is a tacit understanding, Ye Feng did not intend to execute Brandon in the first place, but if he is not punished and intimidated, where is Ye Feng's apostolic prestige? That's why such a drama of monarchs and ministers was staged.

Brandon also looked like he had been pardoned, and when he heard the stick punishment just now, even the battle-hardened Brandon had fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and his legs were almost weak.

Hearing the news of Ye Feng's pardon, Brandon said weakly: "Thank you, apostle!" ”

Ye Feng held the hilt of the knife and said, "The capital crime can be avoided!" There is no escaping the sin! Thirty lashes to set the record straight! ”

Brandon hurriedly said, "Thank you, apostle! ”

Thirty lashes was a piece of cake for Brandon, not a big deal.

Brandon, who was also a man, took off his chain mail, revealing his scarred back, and let the members of the Apostle Guard whip him without snorting.

The hot whip whipped Brandon in the back like this.

After letting the members of the guards maintain order in the city, Ye Feng immediately slashed his sword, like a lone wolf looking at the forest in the distance.

The Jutes have fully retreated from the edge of this world, and the enemies that Ye Feng is now facing are the Saxons and the Anglos, but they may not be friends, but the Saxons are standing in front of Ye Feng as an obstacle, a big stone.

When the sky darkened, Ye Feng ordered: "Let the soldiers rest and build a camp outside the city, and form a corner!" ”

The soldiers moved in an orderly manner, and the dense group of soldiers formed small groups to patrol the city walls, and they lit torches to illuminate the dark earth and the city. After all, the range of the glimmer is limited, but it can still reflect some parts of the castle.

The black city bricks are engraved with the vicissitudes of time, and the ruthless time erodes the castle, from the light of Rome in BC to the fire of the emerging barbarians now, this castle not only embodies the art of the Romans, but also records the ruthlessness of the years like a historical picture.

Ye Feng stood on the city wall with a knife in his hand, and fell into deep thought, whenever he was lonely, what he thought of was always his father's kind gaze, as well as the stern expression when he taught Ye Feng's craft, no detail could be mistaken.

The father said sternly and gently: "All the details will make up a magnificent workmanship!" ”

Ye Feng thought of this, a few lines of tears rolled down, in the rout of the Battle of Xialon, he did not cry, but like a god and a hero, he encouraged everyone, but on the day of victory, he cried, like a lost child, but who would comfort him.