"It's Lord Louie! Hurry up and close the gates! ”

Hundreds of cavalry, covered in blood, rushed into the city of Rennes like a whirlwind. The Norman infantry that followed them wanted to pursue, but they were unable to advance in the face of countless arrows falling from the city walls.

Despite their unwillingness, the Normans held their shields and slowly retreated. The main force of Rennes and the Normans ended with a narrow victory for Rennes and the withdrawal of Normans - however, this was only the beginning.

The battle has just begun.

……

Sinloth rolled off his horse, throwing aside the curled scimitar in his hand, and the Count lay on the ground, breathing heavily in Wren's air. The air in the city was by no means fresh and touching because of the recent influx of refugees, but it was much better than the disgusting smell of blood on the battlefield.

At this time, no one laughed at the Count's undignified manners - the hundreds of knights, who had been wrapped in a pale golden layer of anger and looked imposing, soon became dead dogs after rushing into the city, lying densely on the ground. With the support of the soldiers who surrounded him, he barely stood up.

"Lord Sinloth, this is not going to work."

The earl, who was lying on his back, felt someone stretching out his hand towards him in a trance, he subconsciously grabbed it, and stood up with a force on his hand. However, to the Earl's surprise, it was not Bismarco, the strongest member of the team, who pulled him up, but Roland.

Compared with the past, Roland's hair has turned a small part of grayish, and the corners of his eyes are a little more wrinkled, and he looks a little like a dying old man.

But the light in his eyes was so bright that people couldn't look at it directly. Now that everyone else is exhausted, Roland's body is still burning with raging anger, and pale golden points of light continue to float out of his body and fall on people's bodies, giving people a sense of reassurance.

"Roland, did you break through?"

"Breakthrough? How can it be. I'm still far from the realm of the sun, and I've probably drunk too much today, so I'm more excited...... Hahahahaha, speaking of which, the beer in England is really good. ”

The Count glared at the dishonest knight, and no longer cared about the stupid old bastard. Sinloth shook his head and looked at the queue beside him. Bismarcco, who is the strongest and has the protection of the magic sword, is in the best condition, and the calm middle-aged man has not changed his face, and he is trying to help the robes who have fallen to the ground up.

Overall, it was a successful battle. Except for Xia Li, who had the least armor, who injured her arm, everyone else only suffered some minor injuries. In terms of the knights' physique, a little wound treatment was fine - Desmond's armor played a great role here, and although the weight of the armor reduced some of the impact, the strong defense and relative agility were enough for the Count to ignore these shortcomings.

What's more, this time it was a light cavalry entanglement, not a heavy cavalry directly charging into battle.

"Daddy, daddy meow."

"Huh?"

Just as Xinlos was rejoicing in his heart, a crisp call came to his ears. The Earl looked down and saw that the one-meter-two Peatian was holding up a hideous human head covered in blood with his two paws, and his eyes were full of anticipation.

"Dried fish, dried fish!"

“……”

Xanalote is really an old monster who has lived for an unknown number of years, and it is easy to find Assasin's weakness, and the old monster can easily deal with a simple-minded cat like Assasin.

It's no wonder that Assasin likes to stay on the steppe so much, and with her elusive skills and the sharpness of Burning III, there is probably no one she can't assassinate - for Assasin, it's an innumerable number of small dried fish.

Are you really a cat?

Ignoring the expectant third girl, Sinloth took off his iron gauntlet and pinched Assasin's round face fiercely. Only then did he take out a few gold coins from his bosom and stuff them into his daughter's little paws.

"If you want dried fish in the future, you can buy it yourself."

A few gold coins were enough for Assasin to bury himself with small dried fish.

"Dried fish!"

However, the cats did not understand her father's good intentions at all, and the little girl puffed out her round face, and angrily stuffed the gold coins back into her father's hand, and continued to wave the huge head in her hand with a bloody face.

The little one seems to be reminding his dad of his promise in this way, reminding him of Xanalot's promise.

Swap human heads for small dried fish.

It's also thanks to the crazy woman Xanalot who can come up with this way to improve the subjective initiative of Assasin, a lazy cat, but Assasin likes to make trouble, and Cinlos has to make trouble, but after all, she is her own daughter, so she can't really raise a professional killer who cuts people with dried fish......

Thinking of this, the father, who had just finished the battle and was still wrapped in a thick bloody atmosphere, made a hideous smile at his three daughters.

"From now on, people can't change their heads for dried fish in the future."

In that case, let's completely dispel this stupid meow's delusions. Anyway, this guy is also a cat, and his temper is good and bad. Just coax this girl with balls of yarn and dried fish, and you can make her happy in no time.

"Trick meow!"

However, it seems that Sinloth has completely downplayed the importance of small dried fish in Assasin's mind. As soon as she heard that she couldn't exchange her head for a dried fish, the little girl's heterochromatic eyes immediately swelled with water. The aggrieved cats slammed their heads hard at the stupid father, and after doing this, she looked still unrelieved.

Relying on his flexible skills, the White Sect Elder jumped onto his father's shoulders in three or two clicks. Two slender calves held Daddy's neck in place, while her hands held Daddy's head. The girl opened her mouth and bit her father viciously on the head.

"Ahh Daddy is a big liar! Bite you ......"

"Hey, Assasin, let go...... Pain Pain Pain Pain ......"

The little girl, who felt deceived and greatly traumatized, had no intention of sparing her hand, and she viciously gnawed on the stupid father's head and vented the anger in her heart.

The poor earl had no choice, he had been fighting hard for a day and was weak, and he was met by Assasin, who was full of strange power, and in desperation, he had to turn on the kinetic energy control technique with all his strength, hoping that the madness of this stupid meow would pass quickly.

"Hahahahaha, Xinlos, your father and daughter have a really good relationship. That little bastard of my family, every time he sees me, he is like a quail......"

The Duke of Normandy, who wiped the blood from his face, but still had a thick bloody smell all over his body, came to his friend's side, and he didn't look at the head of the Norman pioneer scattered on the ground, and laughed like a sigh or a mockery.

And the scrambling Xinlos didn't have time to talk nonsense to him, just tried in vain to appease the cat on his head.

"A little envious, but ...... Oh, speaking of which, I haven't even gotten married, what do I envy you. ”

The noble son Lu Yi was no better than the two friends who looked like bloody people, he did not take the towel handed by the servant who came, but wiped the blood on his face casually, and came to the side of the two bad friends.

"It's a dangerous day, and I almost can't come back...... Fortunately, Sinloth ordered a retreat in time, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to get out...... William, you should be cautious next time. ”

"How can there be a safe place after the battle, if you don't advance, you will die...... Well, don't look at me like that, I know I'm really presumptuous today. But isn't there still you and Cynroth, Cynroth is very cowardly, and he will definitely not watch us die in vain. ”

“…… That's just as well. ”

Hearing the bad comments of the two bad friends, Count Fanzhuo looked at the two bastards with even more vicious eyes, but unfortunately because of the stupid meow on his head, he really couldn't afford to fight with these two bastards now.

It's just that perhaps what the three of them haven't realized is that after this battle, the relationship between the three has become even closer.

From the original allies with relevant interests, he began to march towards the dead friends - Lu relied on his position and popularity to gather the participating knights who should have fled, and William relied on his sensitivity to the battle formation to give full play to the power of this temporary cavalry. And because of the existence of Xinluos, who can control the overall situation, the risk on the battlefield is reduced to the extreme.

Perhaps, they were born to be friends...... Who knows.

"Assasin, you can't do this to your father."

God is pitiful, finally someone can't look at it. In a whisper as moving as fairy music, the three daughters of Fanzhuo, who were constantly making noise on their father's shoulders, were finally subdued.

Mariana, who had been waiting at the city gate for a long time, finally came to her husband's side, and with one hand she pinched Assasin's back collar and lifted her up.

"Let go of me Meow, Daddy lied to meow, Daddy is a bad guy...... Hmm, uh-huh. ”

After all, it was the mother who understood her daughter, and as a small piece of dried fish was stuffed into the girl's mouth, Assasin immediately fell silent. The girl who was lifted in the air just hugged the dried fish with both hands and gnawed happily.

Finally, saved.

"Honey, you're just too fond of Assasin."

"Daddy, Daddy!"

Listening to Mariana's slightly complaining words, the Count shook his head and smiled bitterly, but did not explain much. He hugged Nanoka, who was rushing towards him, and rubbed his bloodied face against her pink little face. Ellie was always a beat slower, and she only had time to hug her father's thigh.

"It's still Nanorca, it's fragrant and soft...... Hey, don't run, let me rub it for a while. ”

"Daddy is really ......"

While the father and daughter were laughing, the knights had already taken off their armor and came to the earl's side. This battle can be said to be thrilling, but after the cruel flesh grinding plate, it is indeed pleasant to see such a warm scene.

It's just that......

Perhaps unintentionally, although everyone was laughing, most of their eyes fell on Mariana and Nanorka, but few people noticed Ellie beside Sinloth.

"Dad should be very happy when he comes back from a victory...... Why...... However, I am ......."

……

In this battle, the wandering knights who participated in the competition really contributed a lot.

Of course, without the high-quality armor produced in Desmond, their casualties were no small either. Louy, of course, would not give up this good opportunity to buy people's hearts, and the son of the governor did not say how he did it. Just by looking at his joyful smile and the grateful glances of the knights, you knew that the young man had done a very good job this time.

But Louie's good mood ended there.

When he returned to the Doge's Palace, he was greeted with a terrible headache. The Norman army is overwhelmed, but Wren is leaderless, what should be done?

It has to be said that aristocrats are creatures who are very good at shirking their responsibilities. Before Louyi could pursue the troubles of the bastards who were stationed outside the city, but did not save them when they saw death, but took care of themselves and led their troops away, willing to keep the refugees behind them, and also let their troops withdraw into the city first, the nobles had already begun to preemptively strike.

And the other party's clumsy trick is right in the middle of Luyi's key point.

Now it doesn't matter why Norman is here, why the defenders haven't found any trace of each other, why there's no news of Governor Allen. The most important thing now is to keep Rennes.

As long as Wren is still there, then it is still too late to slowly pursue everything. And if Wren loses once ......

Governor Allen had already taken most of Wren's elite with him when he set out, and now that the Norman army was crushing the border, it was even better to concentrate all the forces in the city. And the serpent can't be headless, and before Governor Allen returns, whether he lives or dies, a commander must be elected.

And Louie, not the eldest son of Governor Allen.

If the name is not right, it is not good, compared to the city defense generals appointed when His Excellency the Governor left, and the high-ranking dukes, Lou Yi is really not confident.

This incident made Lu Yi very depressed, but there was no way, and the young man had to bite the bullet and make a fool of himself with those old fritters. Sinloth and William tried to help him, but unfortunately......

All in all, Wren, who temporarily repelled the enemy, was greeted by a long and difficult night.

……

"Vomit ......"

He should have fallen on the deck of the Unreal Battleship, vomiting weakly. And not only the patriarch of the Qiyan tribe, but also most of the warriors under his command.

The warriors who galloped on the grassland, even if a hole was opened in their bodies, would not frown, but at this time, like dead dogs, like their patriarchs, lying on the deck and vomiting.

However, they cannot be blamed entirely for their incompetence, after all, warriors from the steppes have never seen the sea. And it is no wonder that they can't bear the transformation from a smooth earth to a rough sea.

What's more, in order to return to Xinluos's side as soon as possible, the two deep seas completely ignored the consumption of mana and used all their strength to hurry. Two beautiful and strange women stood at the bow of the ship, they did not pay attention to the situation of the passengers on board, but steered the illusory gray battleship under their feet, broke through the waves, and quickly headed towards Wren.

The gray battleship, which was more than 300 meters long, was so misty that it was impossible to see its true face. Only a huge cylindrical object kept moving on the gray battleship according to a certain law, faintly telling people its true identity.

"Mazda Bless ......"

Altaïr, dressed in white robes, stood at the stern of the boat, gently turning the new page of the scriptures in his hand.

……

“…… I promised that after the defeat of Rennes, the troops would enter the city on their own and slaughter it for three days. My headquarters was the last to enter, and I would not stop it during the process. ”

"You can all be a testimony that I, Ivar, will not break my word."

The majestic man swept through the tent, but no one dared to look at him. He said his promise, feeling that the atmosphere in the tent that was close to stagnant became a little more lively, and then he moved his gaze to a black-robed man standing in the corner of the big tent.

The firelight in the jump, wearing a black robe, revealing only a glossy chin, a humanoid creature looked extremely eerie.

"It's time to fulfill our promise...... Your Excellency, ”

"Yes, Ivar the Boneless, the one your Majesty has his eye on." In a soft whisper, the black-robed man lifted the hood from his head, revealing a beautiful and shining blonde hair.

"And that's why I came to this world."

"I hope so."

(To be continued.) )