"This weather, it's really damn good, it's daytime, but we can't see the sun, if you want to say it's night, it's not pitch black, it's like the chaos is just blooming." A nobleman who accompanied the Duke on the hunt said that he was from Colonham, that he was a Count of Gardner in the south, that he was related to the Emperor, and therefore indirectly to the Duke of Ulrich, and that he had a beard that resembled the horns of a bull, so that others privately called him Count "Horns", because it was one of the most recognizable external features for him. According to his own account, he had participated in many heroic expeditions, defeated many infidels who tried to plunder his territory and Colonam, and hey, he killed many heretics! He had also participated in the Emperor's war with the Laccadians, but his ship had fallen behind, so he had no credit to show off, so when he heard of the rebellion and rebellion in Neustria from the clergy, he decided to join the Orthodox royal crusade against the lawless people. Like the nobles of Colonham, he learned some exaggerated and cumbersome adjectives from his priests and the courts he visited, and eagerly used them whenever he had the chance.

Hearing his words, the Duke only laughed twice from his throat, and did not comment at all, if this cloudy day and light snow were counted as the beginning of chaos, then his hometown was in a dark cave for half of the year. Yes, the reason why he insisted on going out to hunt after such a long delay had changed a hundred and eighty degrees from the mind he had when he first ordered to prepare for hunting. When he ordered to hunt this morning, he was thinking of the entertainment of the nobles, after a series of things with old Scott. When he saw the snow again, he thought about the past when he was a poor chief in the Far North. Braving the ice and snow to lead the crowd to hunt in order to survive. At that time, if he had encountered the weather like today, he thought that the gods had blessed him.

Oh. Now he believed in only one god, at least nominally, without which his daughter would not be able to marry the orthodox king, and he would not be able to marry these foreign nobles, but would fight them to the death when he met them. Therefore, he renounced the faith of his ancestors and no longer sacrificed living people for them, and now he is not allowed to make sacrifices to other gods.

Duke Ulrich did not regret his choice, since he converted to Orthodoxy. His wealth and power had increased so much that those who hated him dared to curse him as a heretic in the dark corners of his back (and they had good reason to suspect so), yet he was able to promote one of his private clergymen with no background to be the archbishop of Neustria in broad daylight, and to manipulate the buying and selling of ecclesiastical office. In the past, he made his fortune by robbing churches, and now, he makes his fortune by auctioning church positions. After he sells a position to one person, if the second person offers a higher price, he will not hesitate to take that position from the first person and transfer it to the second person. In this way, he amassed as much property as he had in the past when he robbed churches. At the same time, it discredited the Church of Neustria and plunged into the abyss of corruption and depravity even more than in the past. It is conceivable that the Grand Abbey was extremely dissatisfied with this practice, but the Duke of Ulrich believed. Before he had gained power in Neustria, the Grand Monastery had used the same method to collect money, and he. It was from them that I learned this approach. He was not afraid to speak these words to others, for he knew that the Church of Neustria, headed by the Great Abbey, hated him and his practices. But their own butts are not clean, if it starts today. If the various positions of the Church were truly practiced by the virtuous rather than the wealthy, it is not clear whether the loss of the Duke of Ulrich was greater, or whether the loss of the Great Abbey was greater......

His path to power and wealth had now suffered some minor setbacks, but for the Duke of Ulrich, who had struggled from a poor chieftain in the Far North to become regent of a country, he was confident that the current predicament was only a minor setback. After all, in response to the call to "support the orthodox royal family and recover Neustria", the number of people gathered here in exile has reached an unprecedented number, and the duke is sure that Neustria, since the beginning of the world, has never encountered such a large army, and they are all nobles and servants of various countries who are proficient in martial arts, not just peasants who are randomly pulled from the field, and there are nobles from afar who keep coming every day to enrich their ranks. The Duke had no doubt that they would be able to crush the ridiculous Neoneutria in one fell swoop—yes, the old mercenary Abu claimed that they had a good army, but would they be the opponent of such an army of mostly skilled and well-armed nobles? It's impossible!

Moreover, now that the Pope of the Eternal City has finally made an attitude and stood on the side of the orthodox royal family, their power to recover Newsteria is undoubtedly stronger. As soon as they set foot on the land of Neustria, whether it is the indigenous nobles of Neustria who have been cleaned up by the new government, or the local church of Neustria in the line of the great monastery, they should be grateful to him Duke Ulrich. At that time, with the double aura of restoration and the Pope's recognition, they will not be his opponents at all!

Thinking of this, the Duke was in a good mood, and he didn't care about the Earl's rambling and fuss, let alone the distress of being in a foreign land. They rode their horses slowly, because the hunters and the people who managed the dogs wanted to go out into the wilderness before them to drive the beasts in front of them for them to shoot - Kangxi's daily shooting of three hundred rabbits, naturally, was not that he was walking in the woods and saw a rabbit shoot one, but that the pheasants and rabbits were driven from a large area to a small place for the emperor to shoot a day in advance, and in that case, it was also very difficult to shoot the air—part-time hunters in some places also used this method to hunt.

The hunters had set up nets to prevent their prey from escaping before the Duke and the others arrived, and the nobles did not have to ride their horses into the dangerous marsh to chase their prey, but only waited for their retinue to drive the prey out of the marsh for them to shoot. Those retinues who were very proficient in driving away prey all took brass bells and other ringings and prepared to go to the front to drive away the prey, because hunting in the swamp was a temporary idea, and there was no preparation in advance, so the duke and the others could not hunt as soon as they arrived, but had to wait for them to drive away the prey.

The Duke and the others, some of whom were still on their horses, and some of whom had already put their spears on the ground, for they all felt that it would be a long time for their prey to be driven over, and they were so relaxed and happy to talk and pass the time of waiting, when suddenly a violent rattle sounded in front of them.

"What? Did you find a big prey? "The Duke had been on his horse, and he was the first to run up the hill ahead, while the Neustrian forward scouts were swooping down on him! (To be continued......)