Cornwall, Plymouth, Dorchester, Southampton, Havant, Crawley, Kingston...... These are all familiar English town names. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Louis VII's appetite was surprisingly large, and from the south of London, with the Thames as the dividing line, almost half of the southern part of England was swallowed by him in one gulp!

Since the beginning of time, since the Godwins took control of England, there has never been such a humiliating treaty!

When Alfred the Great recovered northern England and was famous and complacent, he probably never thought that his hometown would be ceded by his descendants a hundred years later!

But Magnus just agreed.

not only agreed, but also agreed very happily, quite a bit of a dump.

This made Odegar very dissatisfied.

The land of ancestors should not be wasted, although Europa does not say this, but those lands in England, Odegar's ancestors also once shed their blood for it. These lands, soaked in the blood of their ancestors and lodged with countless heroic souls, can they be said to give up?

This matter, if not handled well, the fragile mutual trust that has just been established between Odegar and Magnus will inevitably be wiped out immediately.

"Don't worry, Uncle Odega, we can still get these lands back."

Riding forward, Magnus managed to catch up with Odega, who was sulking alone, and pulled his sleeve to explain.

Actually, Odegar's feeling was not wrong, and Magnus was just throwing the blame.

As mentioned earlier, Magnus always had only one goal, and that was to survive.

But to live, to live a miserable life is to live, and to live a happy life is to live, but in the Dark Ages, if it is a miserable life, it is better to die. After all, even hell is ten million times better than the misery of this world.

So Magnus wanted to live happily.

And once he took down Brittany, Magnus felt that he was almost done.

Not hubris, not boastful, Magnus dared to say that if he was given three years, nay, five years, he would be sure to turn Brittany into the richest place in all of Western Europe.

The economic base determines the superstructure, and as long as there is money, it is not a good thing to eat and drink spicy - oh sorry you can't drink spicy food, this thing of chili pepper will not be introduced to Europe until the fifteenth century - but again, what can you do if you have money?

It takes money to raise soldiers, it takes money to raise horses, it takes money to buy equipment, and it takes money to maintain equipment, but we are not short of money!

When the time comes, directly arm a large number of well-equipped troops, whether it is to recover the country or to regain lost territory, or even if he turns against Louis in the end, Odegar will do all the dirty work, bloodshed, and murder; He Magnus just needs to lie in the back and get drunk and die......

That's what Magnus really thinks in his heart.

I have to say, it's too naïve.

And this pot seems to be able to be pushed on Odega, all the blame for Odegar's protection of His Royal Highness the prince all along, so that Magnus's thinking has not changed so far; is still stuck in the era when everyone talks about the rules on the table, only occasionally makes a black hand, and capital decides everything.

But it doesn't matter, as long as you have been on the battlefield and seen real death, I believe that those petty bourgeois ideas in Magnus's mind will soon be forcibly corrected.

“……”

Odegar pursed her lips and decided to trust His Royal Highness the Prince one more time.

After all, those lands are not under their control now, and they have exchanged a bunch of non-existent lands for the covenant, strictly speaking, they should still earn it.

This point, Odega can still figure it out after calming down.

The only thing that Odega was angry about was that His Royal Highness the Prince had lost again.

And in one fell swoop, they lost a third of their deposits!

At the thought of this, Odegar was eager to pull out a stick and smack His Royal Highness's ass severely.

"Don't be so angry, you see, it's a bit useful to spend five thousand pounds of silver, isn't it? At least, Louis VII supported us with a hundred cavalry, right? ”

It's good that Magnus doesn't say this, but when he does, Odega is even more angry.

If this cavalry unit were completely under their control, five thousand pounds of silver for a hundred skilled cavalrymen would not be a loss.

However, the point is that this cavalry has its own commander.

What do you mean? What do you mean?! What do you mean?!!

What's the point, I don't want you to use your cavalry as cannon fodder.

Moreover, this cavalry had other uses, for example, to oversee the army, and for example, to grab the spoils of war.

Odegar could already imagine that if he get, receive, and grab something valuable, he will definitely have a piece of the pie from these guys who are actually robbers called cavalry. If he doesn't give it......

The knight lord of the classical era, the long sword was sharpened brightly, and most of the family's land and real estate were snatched back by this long sword!

"Okay, okay, instead of complaining, let's think about how we can get along with the commander of this cavalry, after all, he still looks young, and he should be very easy to deceive."

Well, little young.

At Magnus's age, he really shouldn't have said that.

But if you look at it from Odega's eyes, it's really a young man.

Lefèvre, a young knight who hasn't even grown his hair yet.

This hair is not an adjective, but a big truth, for Lefèvre's age, he became a knight too early.

Ordinary people - this ordinary people are nobles, or at least knightly families - ordinary people become knights at the youngest age of twenty-one, but Lefèvre, he is not even eighteen years old.

Of course, rules are meant to be broken, just like William, the great enemy, who was knighted before he became an adult (1); However, Magnus really couldn't think of any illustrious background that would allow Louis VII to make this exception.

"Is there anything you two are up to?"

Perhaps Magnus and Odega's gaze at Lefèvre was too hot, and after only a short while, the young man's face could not be held back, and he took the initiative to ask.

By the way, Lefèvre actually spoke Saxon, although the pronunciation was quite awkward, but it instantly increased Odega's favorability by ten percentage points.

I can't see it, but I'm still quite versatile.

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just discussing how to have a good relationship with you."

Giggling, Magnus did not shy away from saying everything he had just thought, and Odegar's eyes immediately widened as big as a brass bell.

But this is Odega's understanding, talking to young people is to go straight, you must not go around the corner, as long as you are not engaged in a conspiracy behind your back, even if you say that you want to beat him in person, maybe you can still say no fight and no acquaintance after the two of you fight.

"No, no, no, you don't have to." Sure enough, hearing Magnus say something like this, Lefèvre waved his hand in a panic: "Your Majesty ordered me to assist you, if you two have any needs, just say it directly." ”

Good guy, all of a sudden, it's leaking.

Auxiliary, what kind of auxiliary is considered to be an auxiliary? There are friendly troops besieged, and I am not moved like a mountain of assistance, and there is also the assistance of sacrificing life and death for friendly troops, which is obviously too clear for Louis to say, let Lefèvre judge for himself.

But Lefèvre's phrase 'just say it directly' is tantamount to putting the reins in Magnus's hands.

Magnus and Odegar looked at each other, and suddenly became more enthusiastic.

"Come on, come on, how can you say that! You see, we will soon go into battle together to kill the enemy, so we will be comrades-in-arms, right? ”

"Mu ......"

Lefèvre, who didn't know what a routine was, didn't know how to resist under Magnus's unimaginable enthusiasm, and could only nod his head in confusion.

"You see, the Bible says that you should regard your comrades as brothers and sisters, and since we are comrades-in-arms, then we are brothers, aren't we? What's wrong with having a good relationship between an older brother and a younger brother? If you want me to say, we should kiss and kiss, come, my brother will take you to have a good time today. ”

“……”

Lefèvre, who didn't understand what it meant to be refreshing, was completely silent.

Note (1): William was a knight who was knighted at the age of fifteen.

PS: I'm so tired today...... Also code words...... There are two more chapters...... I want to die......

In addition, I want to try a little light writing, so I ask the book friends to express their opinions, and if there is something inappropriate, I will change it back.