The Saxon dynasty of the Holy Solomon's Empire, by the time of Otto II, had produced three emperors, all three of whom were ambitious emperors, and none of them were Ken'an.

Emperor Otto's grandfather, Henry I, was nicknamed the "Sword Without a Handle" for refusing the anointing ceremony of Solomon Catholicism when he ascended the throne to show that he would not follow the order established by the Holy See.

Emperor Otto's father, Otto I, encountered a once-in-a-lifetime civil strife in Italy and Canada, so with the help of the Florentine faction, he crossed the Alps and entered Italy and Canada, deposing the then Pope John XII and replacing Leo VIII as pope.

It was accompanied by the signing of the Ottonian Treaty of Privilege, the most famous of which stipulated that "the pope shall be absolutely subordinate to the emperor".

As a result, as soon as Pope Innocent came to power, he tore up this agreement that humiliated the country, and directly regarded it as if he had never signed a similar agreement.

I tore it up, you tear it, you have a kind of bite you want to bite me?

Of course, Otto I did not bite Innocent, firstly, the golden opportunity like last time was gone, and secondly, he received a batch of technical assistance from the Holy See, and then it was the urgent task to seize the time to develop national strength.

However, the HRE Empire was not an empire after all, and the loose feudal system led to the fragmentation of the principalities, while the Franconian system of taxation exacerbated the imbalance in regional development.

Burgundy, Lombardy, and Bavaria in the south soon became rich through foreign trade with the Holy See, while Saxony and Lower Lorraine and Bohemia in the north remained extremely poor.

It is said that at one point, in order to build a factory park in Lower Lorraine, Emperor Otto I even had to deign to borrow money from the Wolf family, which he borrowed for three years......

In the long run, don't talk about "concentrating on big things", it's good that the empire doesn't split itself.

According to the arguments of the party leaders in the forum, by the current Emperor Otto II, due to the long-term trade deficit, the foreign debt of the HRE Empire has reached a certain terrible point of imminent explosion, and there is no ability or sign of curtailment at all.

At the same time, the southern principalities began to show signs of division. The Duchy of Bavaria is not bad, after all, it is blocked by the Alps with Italy.

The Wolfe family had been trading with the Solomon people of Lombardy for a long time, and even the intellectual and cultural "Latinization" began, and I heard that the people of Burgundy even began to think of themselves as "high Franks".

Therefore, the mess facing Emperor Otto II today is that he can either continue to endure humiliation, keep his head in obscurity, endure huge foreign debts and the separatist tendencies of the southern principalities, and first try to reform the feudal tax system (Your Majesty, the laws of the ancestors are immutable!). Let's talk about building national strength.

Either he will directly turn his face, first overturn the Wolf family who betrayed his ancestors (which is equivalent to tearing his face with the Holy See), and then take advantage of the great victory to conquer Italy and Canada again, and take his father's "entry" route again.

In the end, Emperor Otto chose the latter. No one knows how much of this was his own political decision, how much was the common will of the upper echelons of the empire, and how much was influenced by some unknown mind.

The Empire's war machine was rumbling into action, and there was no turning back until it was smashed to pieces.

Two dragons flew overhead, setting off a fierce and majestic wind, and according to the ancient oath of the Saxons and the Salakli dragons, the two dragons would follow the emperor in his southern expedition to Italy and Canada until his campaign was completely successful or completely defeated.

The soldiers marched forward with their heads held high. A few days ago, when everyone was resting, they were still dissatisfiedly discussing "when Your Majesty will be condemned by God", and now they have begun to enthusiastically "make the empire great again".

It can only be said that the people at the bottom are too easy to fool, and they can be dealt with with a casual incitement.

A few bladed warriors rode horses in front of them, saying that they had been ordered by the emperor to teach everyone to sing a song called "God bless my emperor Otto".

Asker: ..................

Obviously, regarding the small actions made by the dukes behind their backs, as well as the general resentment of the soldiers of the various principalities, the emperor seems to have already taken measures to deal with it. Speeches, singing military songs, and all kinds of means are endless.

So the soldiers began to sing along, at first a little absurdly, but then they all lit up:

Our great Emperor Otto,

We pray for the emperor to be long,

We wish you good luck always.

May that laurel crown be immortal,

To him is the wreath of victory......

This tune is still quite interesting, even the girls sang along, Asker opened his mouth meaningfully, and said that this task process is too long, so many days are just walking along the road non-stop, watching the scenery, and singing collectively, how do I remember that there should be several tasks along the way?

Towards evening, the group arrived at Pomarolo, a small canyon deep in the Alps, with a small town of Latins and Franks.

(Latinos can be seen as a mixture of ancient Solomon and other peoples)

The army of the emperor and the duke, as a matter of course, occupied the best buildings in the center of the town, and a large number of knights rented the town's homes, and the low-level soldiers, of course, had to find open space outside the town to camp, and the camp tents were planted from one end of the town to the other, and from the mountains there was a sea of flags and tents everywhere.

The Green Sword Mercenary Regiment entrusted Eleanor's relationship with Asker's knighthood, but also found a citizen to live in the town. The hostess was a widowed Latin woman who was raising two children on her own and was almost scared to death when she saw the mercenaries come in.

Nuo and Eleanor hurriedly went up to stuff her with money, so that they could comfort her. No's kind Latin, in particular, put the poor woman at ease.

"There are only two rooms upstairs, which can be assigned by the distinguished guests, and the living room on the first floor can also sleep several people. The children and I will go to the cellar, and the children will not run around and will never disturb the rest of the guests......"

The woman said cautiously, and Nuo and Eleanor hurriedly comforted and said no, you just need to live in one room, and we will live in another room.

The woman was stunned by these words, and grabbed the two children at the hem of her clothes, and her dark eyes rolled slightly. Although he didn't dare to speak, his eyes kept on the girls and Asker.

Didn't my mother say that only husbands and wives can sleep in the same room after marriage? So these sisters are the wives of that brother?

Wow, that's amazing, there are so many wives?!

The children's thinking is always simple, and they immediately regard Asker as a "powerful person".

Novo and Medea read the thoughts of these two children, and they couldn't help laughing.

When the anxious woman had gone upstairs with the child to bed, the girls also planned to go to another room and go back to the island of the furnace to sleep.

"Eleanor?" Nou finally walked up the stairs and looked at Eleanor, who was still standing in the living room.

"I'm keeping vigil in the living room today." Eleanor said.

"Vigil? There's no need. Nuo was a little surprised, "It's all knights outside." ”

Eleanor shook her head, apparently decided.

The two children looked at her and gave her some kind of bad premonition.

She inexplicably remembered the girl who had been robbed of food and died outside the city of Thessaloniki; and the girl in the village of Berg who laid a wreath for her, only to be killed in the rat plague...... They all used to look at her with such pure eyes, curious and friendly.

In a sense, I feel like a child's nemesis.

Even if it was just in case, she wouldn't be inactive this time.

If any danger is going to come in through the door, it will inevitably pass over her first.

Back on Hearthfire Island, No, who told Asker about the matter, asked with some concern:

"Asker, can you ......?"

"I can't be prophetic." Aske shook his head, but in his memory, there are indeed many tasks to be performed in this main story.

"Well, I'll keep the ancient books outside today and stay in my room." Finally, he said, "If something happens down there, I'll go there in time to support Eleanor." ”