Medieval Europe was a chaotic place, bloodline, status, all of which seemed to be in order, but at the same time it was impossible to delve into it at all. The mistakes and loopholes in it can be compared to fishing nets, which leak through the seawater and catch only a few fish. Even compared with the genealogies inherited by Oriental China at the same time, the family system of those nobles seemed disorganized.

Of course, medieval Europe was also a place of order, and its order was only reflected in one aspect, and whoever had the big fist could hear his voice by more people.

For King Philip II of France and King Henry II of England, this truth could not be more obvious.

Henry II of the Plantagenet dynasty simply said that he was the king of England and the largest lord of France. His territory in France was even larger than that of Philip II, who was trapped in the "Île-de-France". The so-called Île-de-France refers to the area that the French king can actually control, which is only one-fifteenth the size of the whole of France, surrounded by unruly lords, including the existence of Charles II.

De jure dictated, if Henry II wanted to be the rightful king of England, he had to give up all his territory in France. Obviously, this was unacceptable to Henry II, so he didn't care about any legal reasoning at all, as long as he had a strong enough fist, no amount of gossip would affect him. In the same way, King Philip II of France would not allow the Capetian dynasty of France to continue like this, he wanted to break through the shackles of Île-de-France and wanted to do more.

Persimmon to pick up soft pinch, this is an old saying in the East, but for Philip II. He wanted to do it more difficult. At the same time, the effect is better for the move. That is, to recapture a series of territories belonging to France, such as Normandy, directly from Charles II. England to England, France to France. If Philip II had been able to do this, the rest would have been much easier. With all the territories of Charles II in France, Philip II's Capetian dynasty would have unprecedented strength, and the rest of the nobles would probably have to weigh their own situation. A united France even has the strength to wrestle with the Holy Roman Empire.

If it doesn't comply with the law, then use strength to shut up the law. It was the choice of King Henry II of England.

If you are strong. Then I will be stronger. This was the choice of King Philip II of France.

This choice escalated the conflict between them from 1180 onwards, and eventually, the two sides had to fight each other. It was a battle that took a lot of time, and there was never a single battle that could decide the outcome of the entire war, and it seemed that the two sides were attacking and defending each other, and it seemed that such a battle would go on forever.

Until the news of the fall of Jerusalem came, Philip II the fox and King Henry II of England were still entangled in the battlefield. As the king of the continent, it is impossible to keep a blind eye to the affairs of the world like those marquises. At the same time that the Pope knew the news, the two kings must have also gotten the news. But even so. The two kings still had no intention of stopping fighting each other. Such a battle is incredible, and the arrival of the Archbishop of Tyre is also to mediate this protracted war.

If a year had been in advance, the arrival of the Archbishop of Tyre or any bishop of the Holy See would have brought the war to an immediate end, even if it was 50 days earlier, and the thousands of knights of punishment and the same number of pious priests throughout Europe would have been enough for Philip II and Charles II to weigh their future. It's just that the disappearance of the Punishment Knight has made these two kings no longer have any scruples, even if the news of the arrival of the Archbishop of Tyre has already reached the battlefield, the two sides will still not truce because of this.

And Du Ruoxi and Du Juan's guard of honor was under such circumstances, when the early morning had just arrived, under the glow of the sun, they galloped directly into the center of the battlefield between the two sides. The distinctive white and red-edged cross flag of the Stuttgart Women's Monastery was unfurled in the wind, and under the cross, which was woven of bones, flames, water, and branches, was the words of the Lord to St. Flemann.

"What I Promised You"

At this time, the army led by King Philip II of France had just spread its wings, and the army of King Henry II of England was not yet fully ready to attack, and the noble knights had just finished breakfast, and their servants were still wiping their armor and riding spears. At this moment, the banner of the women's convent suddenly appeared in the middle of the battlefield, which could not help but surprise both sides.

Even dull generals know how to send a sufficient number of scouts on the battlefield to ensure that their armies are not unnecessarily threatened. The last time the Kings received news of the scouts, the Archbishop of Tyre and the saints of the Women's Convent were still resting a hundred miles from the battlefield, and it would take a day to reach the battlefield.

And now, while the two kings and their nobles were not in the know, the banner of the women's convent was waving in the center of the battlefield, and if such a team launched a surprise attack on itself? Such a thought made both kings shudder.

What's even more terrifying is that the Holy Maiden did not come alone, this is a huge team with a complex guard of honor, full of classical atmosphere and fighting spirit. Look at the female knight riding at the front, the women's monastery flag in her hand is like a cross raised high, the bright and neat armor on her body does not show any tiredness, she holds the flag high like a statue, no matter how strong the wind blows in front of her, there is no trace of this female knight wavering.

Behind the scaly-clad female knight, dozens of elven knights and lizard knights spread out like goose wings, staring at everything around them, and any disturbance would be immediately spotted by these knights. These centuries-old knights do not look old at all, and their longevity proves that these knights are still in the most powerful and glorious era of their lives. They were experienced and powerful, and their fellowship with Fryman made these knights strong, and although there were currently fewer than a hundred of them in the Holy Maiden, their presence was enough to terrify the heavily armed knights of Philip II.

After the Elven Knights and Lizard Knights, hundreds of werewolves surrounded the chariot of the Holy Maiden, and the armor covered in sharp steel thorns on their shoulders was the work of the Grey Dwarves and Dwarves. As for the weapons in the hands of these werewolves, the tips of those spears looked full of murderous energy, and the sun shone on them, and the reflections made Henry II's shooters secretly gasp.

There were only two chariots in total, and the knights and priestesses were scattered to protect them. However, the focus of the werewolves and elves was not on these two carriages, but on the more magnificent eight-horse carriage behind it, full of exotic troikas with a large number of wonderful moire carvings. Driving the carriage was a tall middle-aged man, beside him, there was actually a priest with an indescribable aura on his body, and from time to time a book of light cast from the priest's side floated out, he flipped it at will, without speaking, but it made people feel that he had a thousand pounds of weight.

If the appearance of the saints can still make the King of France and the King of England not too nervous, then this vehicle full of exotic scenery has made the two kings involuntarily raise their vigilance. As for the angel who appeared after the carriage, standing with his head down, overlooking all beings, and always silent, it made both sides of the battlefield feel weak. It was a terrible existence that had no breath of life, but it was impossible to take one's eyes off it, and he stood there, without any movement, without any drag or vehicle under his feet, just hanging in the air and following behind the exotic carriage, not far or close.

"My lord," Philip II, involuntarily drew a cross on his chest, exclaiming, "I have witnessed the presence of an angel, who is so powerful and merciful. Praise, my Lord. ”

Angels have attracted so much attention that the various beings that have entered the battlefield one after another have been less noticeable. However, Henry II on the other side of the battlefield was in the mood to watch these life-like teams, and an angel could change the battlefield, but not cause a radical transformation. The outcome of a war is ultimately decided by each soldier and knight who participates in the battle. And Henry II looked at the various lives that kept entering the battlefield, and his heart continued to let out a painful sorrow, if these lives could be used by him, then the title of the current king of England would have long ago become the emperor of Europe.

These silent, unmoved angels, observing everything around them at all times, all acting spontaneously and methodically, they are, and must be, the key to the outcome of a battle. Check out the battle groups in ancient Roman-style carriages, reined by dwarves and bowed by elves. Then look at the octopus-like psions with elite armor that even the Emperor would envy. There are also orc minions who have changed their appearance, but are still unusually strong. There are also life that flies in the sky, also with well-equipped life.

Even Frederick I, the Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire, would have to think twice when he saw such an elite procession. This is a well-equipped, experienced, strong-willed, and tacit army. They were the nightmare of every king on the continent and the treasure that every king longed for.

And now, this treasure has appeared completely on the plains of Normandy, in the battlefield between the two kings.

"Do not block the path of the procession of the Holy Maiden, do not block the direction of the Holy Maiden's progress, and do not try to interfere with the actions of the Holy Maiden. All that you do will surely be seen by the Lord, and you will pay for it when judgment comes! ”

Holding the flag high, the female knight who took the lead suddenly roared. (To be continued......)