Chapter XXVIII
On that day, many people saw Magnus and Grand Master Chauncey talking late at night, but what they had talked about, the two men, one kept silent, the other kept secret. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Magnus is a prince, he doesn't want to say it, naturally no one dares to go to trouble, but Chauncey's side, even his most trusted No. 1 and No. 2, have not been able to knock out the slightest bit of news from Chauncy's mouth.
The only thing that can be revealed is that one day Changxi was drunk, crying and laughing, only saying that it was about to develop, but he didn't know anything about the specific content.
No matter what the rumors say, going to bed late at night is the eternal truth. And to be honest, it's the bigwigs who have the leisure to still worry about money, treatment and other issues, ordinary soldiers, who fight life and death during the day, just want to have a full meal and sleep at night.
After tonight, I don't know how many people will die on the battlefield tomorrow.
Then, it was early the next morning.
"The battle plan is like this, we are divided into two teams; A detachment led by me, consisting mainly of the Praetorian Guard and the wounded, will be stationed in place, on the one hand, to care for the wounded, and on the other hand, to prevent the enemy in the city of Saint-Malo from joining up with the Duke of Brittany; The other team is led by General Odega, and all the others who can still move are included in his team, and you will go into the jungle and search for traces of the Duke of Brittany, does anyone understand? ”
As the old saying goes: the third watch cooks, the fifth watch moves forward, and the two shifts in the middle are not only the time for the soldiers to eat, but also the most important thing is for the soldiers to solve physiological problems.
After all, no one wants to lead an army full of and urine.
Taking advantage of this gap, Magnus gathered all the leaders, including Odega, Chauncey, and the leaders of the small mercenary group, and told him his plan for the day.
Of course, as soon as his plan came out, it was almost opposed by all the mercenary leaders.
There are many reasons for opposition, but to put it bluntly, the mercenaries don't want to die.
The power of the cavalry charge, they had already seen very clearly, such a well-trained and well-equipped army as His Royal Highness the Prince was so vulnerable in a well-armed positional battle, not to mention their rotten spearheads.
"I fully support the opinion of His Royal Highness the Prince!"
However, some people want to contradict it.
This man is Chauncey, the head of the mercenaries, their natural leader.
The other mercenaries stared at him incredulously.
But Chauncy just didn't mean to be ashamed, not only was he holding his head high, but he also repeated loudly: "Our Carol mercenary group is completely obedient to all orders of His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”
What the hell did he pour you with Ecstasy?!
Now, even No. 1 and No. 2 can't help but move away from Changxi.
Having said that, everyone understands that if Magnus hadn't given Chauncy Tianda, Chaunsi would not have jumped out to take it all in.
People don't suffer from widowhood but unevenness, you engage in transactions, sneaky forget it, you still have to swagger to say it, a picture is afraid that others don't know, aren't you asking for trouble?
But Magnus was just going to get in trouble, and let Chauncy settle it.
He was giving Chaun Xishu prestige.
At the end of the meeting, the leaders of a group of small mercenary groups could not reach the two big heads of Magnus and Chauncey, and although they were reluctant, they finally returned to the team honestly.
Seeing that the leader of this group of mercenaries was honest, Magnus relieved himself and prepared to carry out his real plan.
That's right, from the very beginning, Magnus didn't put his hopes on this group of mercenaries. The reason why they were dispatched was just to establish the prestige of Chaunse, as I said before.
Magnus was really counting on Lefèvre, a hundred miles away.
So, a hundred miles away, and Magnus has no cavalry, how is he going to contact Lefebvre?
Let people learn from the Greek Fidipodes and run a full marathon?
No, no, no, it's just too slow, and it's too unsafe.
Magnus's method was to release a carrier pigeon.
The use of carrier pigeons to send letters is not a patent of Magnus, the East does not matter for the time being, in the West, Europeans have discovered this principle as early as ancient Rome. In the Middle East, pigeon communications are even more outrageous - a sultan, Norreddin Mohammed, went so far as to establish a network of pigeon communications between his capital, Baghdad, and major cities, so that he could receive important news from the whole country at any time.
However, Magnus wanted to use carrier pigeons, and there was one important condition missing.
The reason why a carrier pigeon can deliver a letter is that it wants to return home.
To put it simply, it wants to return to where it was born.
And Magnus, he is a stranger to the entire continent of Europa, and he does not have the conditions to establish a communication network of carrier pigeons without knowing it.
At this time, Magnus had to thank King Louis VII of France.
It is worthy of being an old fox who has been sitting on the throne for thirty years, although he has been defeated repeatedly in this life, but he can still sit on the throne after losing people, which is a kind of ability in itself.
A well-developed spy network is also part of the capability.
This is not Magnus's spy network formed by hiring street children, but a deep web that has been tempered by time and spent a hundred years by the Capet family throughout France.
If England had not perished, the men of the first king Harold would have such a deep net.
In fact, Magnus was thinking about waiting for Louis VII to ask for some pigeon breeders after the war. With the cooperation between the two sides, Magnus thought that it would be a big deal to give more money himself.
After all, carrier pigeon communication, which in ancient times, especially in ancient wars, occupied an advantage that was too great.
While Magnus was thinking, several carrier pigeons were already flapping their wings with his expectations, and flew to the west, where it was in the direction of the city of Nantes.
And on the other side, the city of Nantes.
The whole city fell into an eerie silence.
This is also an order, but it is made with blood and human heads.
"Hey, look at what I found again, I'll just say that the rich merchant must still have stock, so you don't believe it."
A cavalryman said triumphantly, and behind him, more than a dozen cavalrymen were dressed in red and satin, but opposite him, there were envious and jealous eyes of a group of cavalrymen.
"Come on, what's the use of just having money, it's better to find a woman! Otherwise, let's go and give the woman who took the turn yesterday again? ”
One of the cavalrymen said sourly, which immediately caused a burst of laughter among the cavalry group.
"You don't think you're crushing, are you?"
"I didn't say it, I'll snatch it back for you now, find you a priest again, and let's drink the wedding wine today!"
"Yes, yes, when the wine is finished, let's take another round to ensure that everyone is happy."
The tone is cheerful, the atmosphere is lively, but the words spoken are extremely cruel.
But this is the norm in the Middle Ages (early period), the norm that everyone has become accustomed to, the norm.
Just like the cavalry who said that he drank wine first and then reincarnated rice, this kind of **** play was commonplace throughout the Middle Ages (early period), and no one would feel that there was anything abnormal at all.
Moreover, if a woman is dissatisfied with her husband, she can even openly seek a lover - provided that the husband passes a test of finding a naked woman to seduce, and if the husband is not emotional, then he is sexually impotent, and then the woman is liberated.
So, Yanagishita Megumi or something, really couldn't survive in the Middle Ages (early period).
However, among such a group of 'normal people', there is really one 'abnormal'.
Lefèvre.
The first nineteen years of his life were filled with martial arts and loyalty, and in order to facilitate control, Louis VII even instilled in him a head full of chivalric virtues, which made him quite unaccustomed to the actions of the veterans in front of him.
But there was nothing he could do, and when the veterans were deflated, he hid in the prayer room of the local church and begged God to forgive him for his sins.
So when he received Magnus's letter, he couldn't have been happier.
Finally, there was something serious to do, instead of watching this group of cavalry commit their sins.
"That's it! Don't talk about it! I hope you don't keep thinking about how to ride a woman and forget how to ride a horse! Now, get on your horses, and let us put an end to this war! ”