Lion Carol

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November 25, 1185 A.D.

William the Conqueror, the ruler of the Kingdom of England, was frail and old, and his life was approaching God's call. Realizing that his time was running out, William decided to completely solve all the hidden dangers within the kingdom before he died, and clear the way for his child, Wilhelm II.

So in November-March 1186, there was a political storm that swept the whole country within the English aristocracy, and a large number of nobles, under William's deliberate indulgence, let them attack each other, seize lands and pay taxes. William was also pleased to see the strength of the nobles in various places being reduced to each other, and at the same time he gathered a large number of people and soldiers to London to strengthen the defense of the royal capital and the royal family.

Nevertheless, the three thousand Northern Regiment of England and two auxiliary regiments stationed in Yorkshire were not affected by the storm of domestic affairs. Because William I always clung to the military power in his hands and did not relax, this also made some nobles with plans dare not act rashly.

However, both William I and the nobles knew that the death of the king was unstoppable, and it was still unknown whether the new king could resist the pressure from across the continent and the pressure of the French dynasty to ascend the throne. The nobles knew that William wanted to weaken their strength with the help of each other's hands, but why didn't the nobles use this opportunity to devour the weak and strengthen their own strength?

Moreover, the English dynasty itself was inextricably linked to France, and even if England eventually fell apart, these nobles would have been able to return to France to continue their allegiance to the King of France at the time.

In this way, a political storm that swept the whole country lasted for about half a year while the two sides looked at each other coldly.

And at the same time.

The Irish and Welsh entered into an alliance of Northern Ireland and Wales in October 1185, referred to as the "Northern Warriors" alliance.

Between October ~ November, when the alliance was reached, the Beishi Alliance officially announced its separation from the jurisdiction of the English Dynasty, and openly raised the banner of rebellion to send a signal of war to the rule of the English Dynasty.

In late November of the same year, the rebels of the Northern Warrior League captured Dublin, a fortress of England on the island of Ireland. Located between the Northern Ireland Islands and the British Islands, Dublin is located at the easternmost tip of the Northern Ireland Islands and is a central city linking the Scots and the English with local commerce.

Because long before the Norman Conquest, the natives of England and the Irish had been in fierce conflict for more than 200 years, and Dublin was also built about 123 years ago, it is rumored that the founder of the city was an ancient Roman architect, but according to later records, the Roman legions never seemed to land on the island of Ireland, so it is still a mystery who built Dublin first.

The fall of Dublin undoubtedly shocked the English aristocracy, and while the English nobles scolded the Irish and the Welsh for treachery, a large number of northern England nobles swept through their possessions and families, frantically pouring into the middle of England from the north to avoid the huge army of more than 1,000 infantry of the Northern Warrior League.

The Crown of England urgently ordered the Northern Legion stationed in Yorkshire to split up half of its men, about a thousand English soldiers and three hundred cavalry and knights in a mixed formation and march towards the island of Ireland. If you count the more than 1,000 entourages in charge of logistics, this expeditionary force has reached the scale of more than 2,700 people!

It can be said that at the present time, an army with more than 3,000 legions and capable of fighting the three major armies of the English in the north, west, and east at the same time has never appeared in the British Isles!

Even the Scots, the current strongest rivals of the English, have to admit that in a one-sided frontal battle, the chances of a crushing defeat for the Scots are far greater than the chances of victory. After all, the three major corps of the English alone had more than 1,300 heavy cavalry units combined! What's more, there are about 20,000 standing troops behind them, and about 30,000 peasant soldiers distributed in various places.

It is a well-established fact that the English were the strongest in the British Isles. So, in this clash between the English and the Northern League, the Scots did not intend to go in and intervene. First, the last battle for York City has greatly damaged the vitality of the Scottish aristocracy, and secondly, the recent internal politics of Scotland have also been very unstable, and the pro-British and anti-British factions have been arguing almost every day, so that the Scottish king has no time to worry about foreign politics.

The mixed formation of the English drove all the way in, and they first defeated the vanguard of more than 500 Welshmen, killing them in rivers of blood along the way, and the army was crushed for thirty miles. He then forced the remaining Welshmen to the city of Bedgellette, beheaded more than a hundred remaining soldiers in front of the Prince of Wales, and then piled up into a hill in front of the Prince of Wales.

The Prince of Wales did not dare to continue to resist because of the strength of the English troops, so he opened the gates and surrendered.

After a day of burning and plundering after the English soldiers entered the city of Bedgellert, the next day the whole army set out. As for the dead and wounded people and the women who were raped or adulterated in the city, they will not receive any sympathy or compensation.

News of the defeat of the Welsh vanguard by the English soon spread to the Irish islands, and the Irish-elected leader of the League ordered the remaining Union soldiers to gather in Dublin, intending to defend the city of blood for centuries until their blood was spilled.

December 23, 1185 - The mixed army of England besieges Dublin, and then engages a two-month siege with more than 700 Union soldiers and more than 500 local residents.

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Pullen 0/12/23.

Pulun King City, outside Dongcheng District - the first field army camp of Pulun Wangcheng.

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"Run!! Come on!! ”

Piercing and miserable screams came from behind him, and I saw a large group of men in cloth clothes running in the wet mud with their feet spread out! They looked back as they ran, and when they saw the group of devils in heavy armor and copper masks chasing after them, they were so frightened that they almost forgot to breathe, and their minds were full of the word "Run!" ”

But no matter how you run in this wet mud, you can't run fast, and the other party is also a member of the athletic Far Hunting Brigade, a member of the Praetorian Guard who is currently the October Praetorian Guard of the King of Puron. So in less than ten minutes, the first unlucky guy was caught by the Praetorian Guards.

"No, no, no, no, no, ah, ah, ah!!"

When the Praetorian Guards caught the first unlucky bastard, they slapped him directly from the back of the head into the mud, and then slapped the unlucky bastard in the mud with a piece of front! It is a fist to the flesh, but it cleverly avoids the vital points of the human body and the more fragile position of the bones, and achieves only "it hurts so much that you want to die" but does not hurt the fundamental damage.

In the eastern training ground, there were about forty soldiers, who were very gently "cared for" by the Praetorian Guards, everywhere in their bodies. And right next to this group of people, about three hundred soldiers were lined up in five rows, counting in order of high and low.

"See those unlucky guys?! That is, if you still dare to complain in training! Wow! Or the end of a delusional escape! The members of the army of King Pullon are not allowed to make any noise until they have received the order to disband! You're a fart who's got"-beep! I've got to hold it back! ”

The training instructor walked in front of these young former serf members, and shouted with a stern face. There was a hideous scar near his right eye, like a centipede crawling on it, and every time the instructor roared, the "centipede" writhed as if it had come to life! It looks particularly hideous!

"Do as the king commands! There are three hundred and seventy-three of you recruits! In addition, the last batch of members who had completed their primary training and promoted to the October Legion totaled two hundred and three! Most of them survived this basic physical training, discipline training, and team training before they were able to become a qualified Pullen soldier! ”

The instructor stood in front of the recruits, put his hands behind his back and shouted, "Look at your left!" Those logs were training logs that the king had personally selected and weighed sixty pounds each! You will fight one out of five people, divide into ten teams, and go back and forth around the entire royal city three times! Remember, if any of them fall behind or give up! Or maybe he shouted a bitter sentence or even something that shouldn't be said in the middle! Hey hey ......"

The instructor smiled coldly and pointed his thumb back.

All the recruits looked past the instructor and behind him.

"Ouch! Help me! ”

"No, don't!!"

"Mom!! Ahhh ”

A group of people fail because of mistakes, voices, or a variety of other reasons. The men were all driven into the mud pit and then received "cordial greetings" from members of the Praetorian Guard. Of course, this kind of thing can only be done by the Praetorian Guards, after all, they are the only ones in the royal city who have experienced the test of bloody battles and actual battles, and the others really can't do it.

Seeing the recruits like himself, rolling in the mud and being beaten, even if they fought back, they would be instantly overturned, and then they would be brutally "watched" by a group of Praetorian Guard members. The thought of those screams coming out of their mouths makes all the recruits shudder.

"Now! Pick up the shields around you! ”

The recruits quickly picked up the shield on the ground according to the instructor's order, and when they just picked it up, they felt their bodies sink suddenly, and the wooden shield in the hand of the good guy was at least 1 meter high and weighed nearly six catties. This is not the same level as the iron and wooden shields used by ordinary soldiers - this shield is heavier, stronger, stronger!

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