Herbert's bedroom was very small, and the bed and cabinet were very close to each other, causing Zhou Yu to think that this guy's identity was the kind of god who dedicated his life and property to the cause of alchemy, and he was clever but obscure, and he was startled when he walked out of the bedroom.

Outside, there was a huge, library-like circular room, with countless tall bookcases arranged in rings, one ring after another, and the innermost ring was the table, each of which contained alchemical materials and equipment, and from the air, the room should look like a target.

Herbert's bedroom was really a warehouse, and there were many small rooms like that around the big round room, and he had a real home, but he usually lived here and rarely went back.

There were quite a few apprentices, and there were more than twenty people in the room, all of whom were very young, the youngest was about six or seven years old, and the oldest was about twenty years old.

"Teacher, didn't you go to Spain? When did you come back? What's wrong? Herbert's eldest disciple walked over and asked with a worried expression.

"Philip IV does not want to repay the debt, and has taken a fancy to the property of the Knights, has fabricated a crime, and ordered the arrest of the Templars in France early tomorrow morning, you can find a way to spread the news, do not wait for a reply, do not care whether anyone believes it or not, let as many people as possible know about it, I will personally go and tell the chief of the regiment, you pack up your things here, and transfer the notes and important books, just in case." Herbert paused and immediately walked towards the door.

Zhou Yu followed behind, wearing the robe given by Herbert, thinking about the appearance of himself wearing the knight's armor, thinking about what might happen next.

He thought that the six-pointed star would not work, who knew that he would be transported to Paris in 1307, he didn't know much about the Templar Order, and he was not familiar with this history, so he didn't know what would happen, of course, even if he knew, it was useless, after all, it was Herbert's dream, and there would definitely be discrepancies with real historical events.

This place was created by Herbert's subconscious, and there is no spatial connection with the city of Rome where they stayed before, it is a second dream in the real sense, since it is an environment created by the subconscious, it must be full of malice for them, Zhou Yu is most afraid that they stay in medieval Paris, but the subconscious stays in modern Rome, whether it is time or space, it is not easy to do.

Herbert walked to the gate, pulled open the heavy gate, and walked out, there was someone guarding the door outside, wearing leather armor, supposed to be a probationary knight.

This was not the heyday of the Templars, and at the Battle of Saint-Jean-Acre in 1291, the Templars were devastated, but their fortune was not greatly damaged, and the word "rich" can only be used to describe the debt owed to them by the King of France, which alone shows how much wealth the Templars had, which was the source of their devastation.

At this time, Paris already had the Louvre, that is, the royal palace of Philip IV, Notre Dame Cathedral had not been completely built, the Palace of Versailles would take more than 300 years to break ground, and the Arc de Triomphe of the Lion would take another 500 years to start construction.

The white robes and the red cross on the chest were the hallmarks of the Templars, and Herbert and Zhou Yu did not have a red cross on their white robes, but the style was similar to the knight's robes, so it was very noticeable, the Templars were not allowed to own private property, these robes were issued to members of the Order to wear in private, and they were only worn on business trips with ten red letters on the chest.

Herbert was carrying a bag in his hand, which he had brought back from Rome, and Zhou Yu had already seen it, and that bag contained two pistols and hundreds of rounds of ammunition, and was obviously ready to open it.

After walking for more than twenty minutes, they arrived at the headquarters of the French Templar Mission.

The gatekeeper outside the headquarters also showed a look of surprise when he saw Herbert, Herbert greeted them, walked in with Zhou Yu, and came to the room where the head of the regiment was.

The last Templar commander, Jacques de Molay, was an old man with long hair and a long beard, about sixty or seventy years old, with a gray beard, but his body still looked tough and strong, and when he saw Herbert, he was stunned for a moment, glanced at Zhou Yu, and frowned again.

"How did you get back? I just received your letter from Spain. Jacques put down his pen and asked Herbert.

On the table in front of him was a map with several arrows, all pointing to Jerusalem, and it was clear that the old man was still working on a plan to regain the Holy Land and rebuild the kingdom of Jerusalem.

"Philip IV will carry out the arrest of the Templars early tomorrow morning, and the Templars in France are in danger, and we must evacuate immediately." Herbert said in a deep voice.

"How do you know?" Jacques jerked to his feet, his brow furrowed even tighter, he was tall and imposing, and when he stood up, it was as if an iron tower had risen from the ground.

"It's a long story, but we have to act as soon as possible, and leave first, as long as we can concentrate our forces and return to the island of Cyprus, they will have nothing to do with us." Herbert spoke out the plan he had come up with over the years.

"The Holy See already knows the news?" Jacques said as he picked up the brass bell on the table and shook it vigorously.

Herbert shook his head: "The Holy See doesn't know Philip IV's plan yet, even if it does, it's useless, after catching us, Philip IV will put pressure on the Holy See, and finally ...... The Pope will also betray us. ”

"It can't be! Why? Jacques was about to put the brass bell back on the table, but in his distraught, the brass bell slipped out of his hand and fell on the table.

"Because the Pope also needs our possessions." Herbert was unusually calm.

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man of about thirty years old entered the room, nodded to Herbert, and looked at Jacques.

"Send someone to monitor the movements of the French army, and all the knights are in armor and waiting for new orders." Jacques said to the young man.

The young man answered, and immediately turned and went out.

Herbert frowned and asked, "You didn't order the evacuation?" Don't you believe me? ”

Jacques shook his head and said: "If Philip IV wants to act, he must capture the knights in the entire territory of France, and it is at the same time, we don't have time to notify everyone to escape, it is pointless for these two hundred knights in Paris to escape, it is better to resist and make a big scene." ”

Zhou Yu nodded secretly, the attitude of the Holy See was ambiguous, if something really happened, they would have to come forward to make a statement, the Knights Templar is a Catholic military organization after all, even if you want to be greedy for the wealth of the Knights, you have to consider your reputation, before all the backbone of the Knights Templar are arrested, the charges are confirmed, and they are sure that they cannot turn over, the Holy See does not dare to easily oppose the Knights.

"Okay, then resist." Herbert understood Jacques's intentions and said, "We can retreat to England, Philip IV is preparing to go to war with England, and as long as we promise to assist England in the war, they will welcome us." ”

He was referring to the famous Anglo-French Hundred Years' War.

Jacques thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, go to England, Cyprus' attitude is getting stranger and stranger." ”

All the countries of Great Britain had Templar detachments, and the situation between Britain and France was already very tense, and the enemy of the enemy was the ally, and the British would welcome the Templar Order.

"Then we will also go to armor, it is better to gather all the knights in Paris, the French army is likely to seal the city, if the strength is not strong enough, we will probably not be able to break out." Herbert was starting to get a little nervous, he had already made an impact on history, and there were bound to be unforeseen circumstances to come.

"Who is he?" Jacques asked, pointing at Zhou Yu.

"Someone you can trust." Herbert didn't go into too much detail.

Zhou Yu really wanted to roll up his sleeves, show his arm armor, and said that he was Assasin's person, think about it, forget it, wearing knight armor is more important.

Following Herbert back to the first floor and into a large room, he saw a lot of chain mail and real Templar robes.

The knight's armor is very heavy, light twenty or thirty kilograms, heavy seventy or eighty kilograms, only worn when riding a horse, otherwise it is difficult to move, all knights only wear armor when they are cavalry on the battlefield, usually wear a suit of chain mail, a robe only, even wearing a knight's helmet is very few, most knights just pull the hood on the chain mail, and then wear a hat to fix it.

Although he was a little disappointed, Zhou Yu was still very happy to put on the chain mail, put on a robe with a cross on his chest, picked up a spear, and suddenly remembered the lucky E of the spearman since ancient times, and hurriedly put it down, took a thick-backed short sword and hung it on his waist, and took a small shield, and walked outside the warehouse with a bang.

When Herbert also came out with his chain mail on, he leaned over and whispered, "How is it?" Do you feel it? That special being. ”

Herbert shook his head with a grim expression.

More knights entered the warehouse and began to dress, and the two returned to the office of the chief of the regiment in order not to get in the way.

Jacques was issuing an order for all the Templars in the city to report to the city, and each knight had a special person in charge of informing him, and he looked a little uneasy,

Herbert was also a little nervous, clutching his bag tightly.

Zhou Yu felt that it was almost time for Herbert to realize that this was a dream, and if he was more awake, he might be able to feel the existence of the subconscious, but he was worried that Herbert's memory of being transformed was too deep, and he recognized the identity of the Templar, and did not believe his words at all, and became suspicious of him, which would be even more troublesome.

After thinking for a while and having an idea, he leaned over to Herbert and whispered, "What do you think of superpowers?" (To be continued.) )