Melissa muttered, "Freedom? ”

Ye Feng shook his head slightly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Finally, Kara whispered, "Happy?" Carla believes that the greatest joy of being alive is happiness! ”

Ye Feng nodded slightly.

He got up gently, turned his back to everyone, and then turned back and said, "I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you." ”

The Sincambri people betrayed their strength, and long ago, the poor among them began to play the role of mercenaries, Ye Feng valued their ability to fight in the mountains, and he decided to hire a part to serve as his own mountain vanguard army, because Ye Feng did not know the specific situation of the mountain tribes now.

So he sent the members of the guard to recruit a thousand mountain people.

Guards struggled from mountain village to village to hire volunteers who were willing to take risks and thirst for money. In ancient times, in the fifth century, the Sudetenland Mountains were not a moat, but they were also an insurmountable mountain range.

These Sincambri people were very happy, and under the temptation of real money, came to this faraway place in Northern Hungary.

Now that a hundred or so people have arrived in Ye Feng's territory, these Sincambri people have no less courage than the Thracians, they are fanatical and warlike, and with a good set of equipment and weapons, they are the perfect mercenaries.

Like the famous civilian mercenaries in Germany, if these mercenaries dare to escape, they will be faced with a painful and slow death sentence, and a public execution! As a warning to all mercenaries and soldiers.

Ye Feng's tailor-made for these mountain people is the Dacia two-handed scythe, the Dacia two-handed scythe is a one-piece S-shaped metal sword, the blade is in the sickle-shaped interior, the use of this weapon is to swing at the opponent, by hooking the opponent's reaction force to slash the opponent.

The Dacians, who lived in the central region of Romania, fought against the Dacians by the Roman Emperor Trajan and suffered from such weapons.

Winter is gradually passing, most of the snow has melted, the green grass is showing its head, Ye Feng's busy and fulfilling winter life is gradually passing, and the tense spring life is coming.

Ye Feng lowered his head and asked a gray-robed priest.

"How is the construction of the ships going?"

The grey-robed priest's deep voice rang out: "The barons along the coast and along the river have built a total of 50 or 60 long ships, enough to transport the soldiers of a legion. ”

Ye Feng continued to ask, "What's the weather?" ”

The gray-robed priest's deep voice continued: "The weather is good, you can sail." ”

Ye Feng nodded, did not speak, and the plan to expedition to Britain was carried out quietly.

Alfred, Allen, Brandon, Uldin, barons and viscounts from all over the world, gathered at the castle at the mouth of the Vesy River in the Baltic Sea.

The Five Viscounts, Brian the Lion, Andy the Cunning, Bruce the Wolf, Carl the One-Eyed, and Carey the Silent One.

The lion Brian had a majestic face, wearing lion fur armor and shiny chain mail inside, and he and the rest of the four viscounts sat on Ye Feng's left side together. Ye Feng looked at all the people, pulled out the long sword on the waist of the lion Brian, and said lightly:

"Lend me a sword!"

Ye Feng spread out the map, pointed at Kent County in Britain on the map with a long sword, and then pointed to the Visy River and said:

"From Vesy Fort to Kent, I will send three auxiliary legions and one mercenary team in turn to conquer Britain, you!"

Ye Feng pointed to the five viscounts and said.

"You will be the battlefield commanders, and each of you will lead a hundred-man cavalry team. Go and command the auxiliary regiment to fight. ”

Ye Feng pointed his sword at Alfred and the other barbarians and said:

"As the deputy commander of the legion, you assist the viscounts in the battle."

Ye Feng inserted the sword back into the scabbard of the lion Brian and continued:

"And I, as commander-in-chief, will leave everything that goes to Britain and Northern Hungary to the gray-robed priest Caspar and the Roman advisor Hillary."

Many barons spoke out in unison against Ye Feng risking his life, but Ye Feng had already decided.

It was Hilary who knew the responsibility that Ye Feng had given her from Kuaima, and she was a little surprised, but Hilary did not refuse and quickly put herself into work.

The Grey priest was inferior to the bishop, but as the secretary of the apostle, he was arguably the closest to the core of the rule. Casper's faith is unquestionable, coupled with Hillary's checks and balances, as well as the checks and balances of barons everywhere, even Caspar has the heart to rebel, but also has a weak heart.

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After instructing and arranging the combat matters of the legion, Ye Feng walked out of the battle hall and came to the castle tower, but he was thinking about Attila, this year, it was the time of Attila's death.

The wooden walled city, Ye Feng looked at the gradually flowing Weixi River, the dense longboats on the dock, and groups of gray-robed soldiers patrolling. The breeze blows like a mother in people's faces.

The continuous waves, crashing against the pier, splashed the water droplets.

At night, Ye Feng was sleepless, he didn't fall asleep all night, but in his heart, what he was thinking about was not Britain, but Kara's innocent smile. There is also a room of family members, and in Ye Feng's concept, it is both family members who live under one roof.

The sky is slightly bright, and the weather is slightly cool. Ye Feng was dressed in a golden robe, with a lion head on his head, and Ye Feng first boarded the longship, which was similar to the Vikings' longship and had excellent sailing ability. Ye Feng stepped on it, and the shaking of the long boat made Ye Feng a little uncomfortable. Ye Feng's face changed, but he didn't speak.

Looking at the members of the Apostle Guard, most of them are a little uncomfortable, the originally majestic and mighty steppe lions now seem to have been drained of their souls, and the majesty is not there, on the other hand, those Saxons, Jutes, Anglos, and so on who are mediocre in horseback land battles.

But one by one, they are alive and vigorous, if God helps. It's as smooth as standing on flat ground.

Soldiers boarded the longship one after another, and the huge fleet began to set sail, along the ancient waterway, driven by the monsoon undercurrent, the fleet moved at full speed, Ye Feng couldn't remember how many times he vomited, anyway, Ye Feng was already prostrated and weak, let alone fighting, it was difficult to stand up now.

The same is true of the other prairie eagles, all sitting on the longboats with their faces blank. And Alfred and the other Saxons stood on the bow of the ship, feeling the pulse of the sea. Alfred grabbed the mast, and the wet cold wind blew through his helmet, a Saxon style that protected the skull.

Ye Feng sat on the longboat and asked breathlessly, "Has the released bird returned?" ”

Although Ye Feng is a marine idiot, he still knows whether the coast is close by whether the bird returns or not, after all, there is a similar story in the Bible, Noah's Ark.