Perhaps in the Baltic coastal lands of the north, Arold is fighting to expand his power, but if one can look down on the entire map of Europa from a high altitude, one can find that a battle that will indirectly affect Arold in the future is taking place almost simultaneously, the Duke of the Kingdom of East Francia is also the main rival of Henry Henry the Birdcatcher, and the Duke of Arnulf of Bavaria is waddling on his horse, he takes the kettle handed by his hand and pours a sip of cool spring water, Behind him was an army of three thousand Bavarians marching through the winding Alps towards Italy.

"Your Excellency, we don't say hello to Henry, will we march into Italy to anger the king." Brother Robert, who was following the Duke of Bavaria, asked, and with a copy of his writings, he gained Brother Robert's trust and became the Duke's retinue and advisor.

"Ha, the sick old fellow should ignore him, and focus on Hugues of Burgundy, for only by defeating him will I be able to give my son the title of King of Italy." Although the Duke of Bavaria was also in his twilight years, he was unexpectedly healthy and ambitious, and when Huguer, the ruler of Burgundy and Provence, was in a quagmire for the throne of Italy and Rome, the Duke of Bavaria decided that his time had come.

"You're right about the Duke, but I think that instead of using force to seize the title of King of Italy, it is better to take the opportunity to blackmail Yuge in exchange for territory and interests, and we really don't need to use force to seize land like the barbarian nobles in the north." Brother Robert weighed his words and said that the Duke of Bavaria was not an easy man, he was more cunning than the dead Count Lausziz, and that the Duke of Bavaria had the nickname "The Wicked" in the mouth of the world.

"Hahaha, I know what you're thinking about, you've always been obsessed with that little earl, right? But don't worry, I'll help you get rid of that pesky bug after fighting for power for my son. The Duke of Bavaria reached out and touched his two whiskers under his lips, he had lost the struggle with Henry the Birder of Saxony for the king of the Germans, and the loss of the throne was the regret of his life, although Henry was now seriously ill, but he heard that his health was gradually improving, and the German princes were content with the status quo and refused to help themselves. In desperation, he had no choice but to set his sights on the rich Italian peninsula.

"Understood, Lord Duke." Brother Robert hurriedly lowered his head and said respectfully to Bavaria.

The Duke of Bavaria's march into Italy soon reached the royal palace of Saxony, and it was impossible not to take strict precautions against this main opponent, Henry, and Saxony sent the most spies and spies into the Duchy of Bavaria, of course, the Duke of Bavaria also treated Saxony in the same way.

"What's wrong?" When a royal attendant came across Prince Otto with a letter covered with fire paint, the royal attendant hurriedly handed the letter to Prince Otto, who took on the burden of government when King Henry was seriously ill.

"Smack~~." Prince Otto broke the sealed fire paint in half, and the letter was written by a local church priest in the Duchy of Saxony, containing the news that the Duke of Bavaria was leading an army to Italy. After reading the contents of the letter, Prince Otto was taken aback.

"Where's my father?" Prince Otto hurriedly took the letter to the courtyard of the castle, where Henry, who was gradually recovering, sat in the courtyard in the company of Prince Otto's wife, Princess Edgita, the empathetic Anglo-Saxon princess who was telling Henry about the elven legends from the British island.

"Why is Otto panicking?" Henry turned his head at the sound of the voice, the disease had taken a great toll on his body, and the doctors had tried every means to make him recover, but his previously strong body had become emaciated.

"Look at this." Prince Otto handed the letter to King Henry, who glanced at it and said nothing, though his face was thin. But his eyes were sparkling.

"It seems that Duke Arnulf thinks that I am already the one who entered the grave." King Henry smiled self-deprecatingly and waved the letter in his hand, in fact, Henry was secretly planning the conquest of Italy before he fell ill. The conquest of Italy would require the Pope to crown himself Emperor Caesar of the Romans, a true fulfillment of the ambition of the Europa Monarchs, a feat since Charlemagne, and the creation of a Holy Roman Empire to replicate the glory of the Western world, rather than the fragmentation it is today.

"It's so arrogant, how dare he be so disrespectful of our foreign policy." Prince Otto thought that the dukes could not bear to destroy the foreign policy of the kingdom in such a way. After the acquisition of the Lorraine region, the Saxony dynasty pursued a policy of stabilizing the friendly Burgundian and West Francian kingdoms, preparing for eastward expansion to subdue the Slavic tribes and confronting the Magyars, but the Duke of Bavaria openly defied this foreign policy.

"Otto, I want you to prepare a trip with Princess Edgita." Henry thought for a moment and said to Prince Otto.

"Travel?" Prince Otto and Princess Edgita looked at each other, and Henry's mention was unexpected, and traveling while Henry was not in good health was always a matter of concern.

"Don't worry, my own body knows it for itself. And I have ordered the knights of Saxony to come to the castle to serve me, so go with peace of mind and go through every inch of the kingdom to make friends with the dukes and nobles. Henry said to Prince Otto.

"Understood, Father." Prince Otto immediately realized that Henry was asking himself to find supporters, and although he was worried about Henry's physical condition, they had to prepare for what would happen after the Saxony dynasty.

"One more thing, send a letter to Hugg to show that we have nothing to do with this operation of the Duke of Bavaria." Henry continued to say to Prince Otto.

"Good idea, Lord Hugg is not so easy to mess with, let the Duke of Bavaria swallow the bitter fruit himself." Prince Otto had a smile on his face, the envoys sent by the fast horses were much faster than the army of the Duke of Bavaria, and soon Hugg in Italy would know that he was about to be attacked, and then the two powerful nobles would inevitably be caught in a war, and it would be a good thing for the Saxony dynasty to win or lose.

Prince Otto led his new wife out of Saxony on the orders of his father, Prince Otto, with his soft hair and a noble travel attire, rode on a tall steed with a gray cloak, and behind him was a rickety carriage and a hundred retinues carrying tongs and pots and various cooking utensils, and on the way to the territory of the local nobles, there would be large uninhabited forests and rivers, and they could only pitch their tents in the wilderness.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, I will be your companion on this journey, and I will protect your safety and that of Her Royal Highness the Princess." A young and heroic Saxon nobleman rode to Prince Otto's side, with brown eyes, a piece of chain mail and a sharp sword at his waist.

"Who are you?" Prince Otto looked curiously at the young Saxon nobleman sent by his father and asked.

"In Lower Hermann. Billund was a knight of His Majesty's Majesty. "Herman. Billon bowed to Prince Otto on his horse.

"Father is so cautious, what is there to worry about when we walk in the land of our kingdom but those robbers and bandits?" Prince Otto rode his horse down the dirt road, looking longingly at the vast expanse of land in front of him, and the spire of the castle looming over the mountain.

"You've forgotten the ambitious dukes." Herman. Billon reminded Prince Otto with a smile.

"Well, that's right, have you been on an errand with my father? How come I haven't seen you. Prince Otto glanced at Herman, who was with him. Billund glanced at him, he had a good memory Herman. Billund's appearance was unfamiliar.

"No, the truth is that I have just returned to Saxony, and for a long time I have traveled around many places and heard many things."

"Oh, let's hear it." Prince Otto also began to feel that this kind of travel was becoming more and more boring, and he was very interested in Herman. Billund's words are intrigued, and it's not bad to listen to the story on a boring trip.

"Actually, I followed a group of wandering knights around the kingdom, and we went to various principalities to participate in martial arts tournaments in order to improve our martial arts, meet different noble knights, and of course hope to gain the favor of the beautiful and elegant noble lady and lady, the knight we lead is named Victor. Yale, he's nicknamed Sir Mushroom, it's funny. ”

"Sir Mushroom haha, it's so much fun, Edgita you should also come and hear the story of this knight." Prince Otto, after all, was young, and he listened to Herman. Billon burst out laughing at his words, and involuntarily turned his head to Princess Edgita in the carriage.

"What dear?"

"No, nothing, go on, Sir." Prince Otto smiled and waved his hand, then turned his head to Herman. Billund said.

"We went to many places, but the continuous jousting tournaments made us feel bored gradually, and we longed for a real war, to be tempered in blood and fire and to be honored and rewarded."

"That's right, that's right, I feel the same way sometimes, sometimes I also fantasize that I am not the son of the king, but a knight wandering around and fighting on the battlefield, haha of course this is impossible, I am the son of the great Henry, I have my own duties." Prince Otto felt with this Herman. The more Sir Billund talked, the more speculative he became, as if the journey had begun to become interesting. (To be continued......) R1292