The first to wade ashore from the boats were specially selected elite soldiers, who wore full-fur coats, which were not only cold but also waterproof, and until the 21st century, fur, one of the oldest forms of human clothing, was the only choice for the locals in the coldest villages of Siberia, and the downside was that the fur was very heavy, especially after being soaked in water. After stumbling awkwardly wading ashore, they rushed to the two nearby hills and occupied the nearest commanding height. Then came the light cavalry, who did not go ashore as the infantry as they did on horseback, and then scattered when they came ashore, and this time their task was not to reconnoiter but to deal with the enemy found by the infantry on the high ground at any time, so they were all armed.

When the green flag was waved on the hills, Adair led a large army of infantry ashore, each carrying a log in addition to their own weapons and equipment, which would help them float on the water and be used by the sappers to build the beachhead. There are also fireheads in charge of logistics who throw the entire barrel of mead into the water, and the others pull the barrel to the shore with hooks and give everyone a drink to ward off the cold.

Luo Yi watched nervously at their methodical movements, they had rehearsed this landing procedure three times in advance, but this time was always the most dangerous time for the army, and the scouts' eyes could not see a single qiē, if there were a large number of ambushed enemies nearby at this moment, the people on the beachhead would basically be at the level of total annihilation. According to Adair's account, the destruction of his people in the Orthodox countries several times was basically the result of being blown to an unfamiliar shore by the wind and then stranded on the beach, so Luo Yi was worried. I held my breath as they moved little by little to the shore and built a beachhead.

The position was gradually formed, and the logistics team members also started a fire on the beachhead. The landing soldiers were given a dry coat and a hot sugar water as a cold drink. Not only is the hot sugar water delicious, but the sweet stimulus of itself can both uplift the spirits. It can also mobilize the liver glycogen in the soldier's body to quickly add energy to the soldier's muscles. Of course, these are not necessary things, Adair thinks that it may be better to give each of them another glass of wine, but Luo Yi thinks that another glass of wine will not make it difficult for those soldiers who are too excited to fight across the sea to go crazy directly, so they only drink when they have just landed and have not yet fired, and the follow-up troops will only drink sugar water.

"It's your turn!" Francis urged.

"What? What? Luo Yi hadn't relaxed from her nervous state yet, she tried her best to look into the distance, for fear that the scouts would miss something, so she didn't recover for a while.

"It's your turn!" Francis said.

"Oh, oh." Luo Yi hurriedly stepped on the trembling rope ladder and climbed to the boat. No sooner had her hand been withdrawn from her clothes, and the harsh sea breeze had frozen her little hands red, and she had almost lost consciousness, but she had to use them to grasp the rough rope ladder and move it step by step, and at last, when she reached the boat, she hurriedly tucked her hand back into her clothes, but before she could sigh, Francis flew down, almost jumping into the boat.

"Oops!" Luo Yi exclaimed. "The ship is capsizing!"

"I didn't turn it over." Francis replied, "Besides, the water here is very shallow, and I can see that it is easy to swim through." ”

"I can't swim!" Luo Yi said angrily, why is this guy's athletic talent so good? Her own talent in this area cannot be considered bad. But she's been so busy, it would be nice to find some time to learn how to ride a horse, to learn how to swim – something she hadn't thought of before...... "Not everybody knows how to swim!" ”

"No, you can't learn." Francis said justifiably.

Luo Yi stood up with her hands on her hips and gave him a blank look (sadly, at her height. This can't do it overhead) "You teach me? ”

"Plop!"

……

"You ordered me to teach you." Francis said to Luo Yi, who was trembling by the fire, looking very innocent. "I didn't say that I would teach it later."

Luo Yi's eyes rolled even more, it was really a mistake to bring him out. There's an old ...... Well, the old 21st century saying goes, some people will pull you to the same level as him and beat you with his vast experience - but before deciding to ignore this guy for a while, she has to say to him, "Your way to teach swimming is to kick people into the water!" ”

"Yes." The answer came so quickly that Her Majesty the Queen of Neustria couldn't help but cover her face with her hands, what a ...... to communicate with this guy It's better to communicate with the Egg Pain Star Man! Communicating with him, Luo Yi felt that the egg hurt.

Little did she know -- Francis didn't tell anyone about it -- that he learned to swim, and that he was pushed down at first.

It's just that the person who pushed him didn't even think to teach him how to swim.

Francis's mother was a Newstrian shepherdess, from humble birth but beautiful, though no one now remembers what she looked like, what color her hair was, and whether her eyes were blue or brown - she was caught on a ship and transported back to their homeland when she was herding sheep. Because she was so beautiful, the man who caught her put her in his own house, and after a few months he caught another woman from somewhere else, and the shepherdess ended her short, tearful "happiness", and was betrothed by him to one of his slaves, but not long after she reached the slave's corner, her belly bulged, and she gave birth to a handsome boy, Francis, who herself died in childbirth, and was soon forgotten. Even those who hated her couldn't remember her name, maybe she didn't say her name in the first place, who knows? A lowly slave doesn't deserve much attention. Is there still a family in her hometown waiting for her return, does she have a young man who once loved her and saves the wedding money for her in vain, does they fantasize about a happy life together, does she also weave garlands in the summer like other shepherdessmen and wear them on the head of her favorite and solemn old sheep, and tear the petals of daisies...... Who cares about that? Hengzhu is just a few lowly people.

Her captor had no son, so Francis was treated better than a slave, and he was brought up by a wet nurse, and when he was older, and strong, and clever in speech, and the man had greatly increased his wealth and land, but still had no lawful son, and seeing that he was born with a dazzling appearance, and the color of his hair and eyes proved his blood, he began to confess him, and felt that he could be his heir, and he revealed this intention to his close relatives.

Then, Francis was wheeled into the pond in broad daylight.

He struggled desperately, but no one came to save him.

It was not until he sank that a passing servant pulled him ashore and threw him to the ground by mistake.

Fortunately, the child's body was weak, and not only did he not hurt himself, but he also threw the water out of his stomach, and his father was also present at that time, so he escaped with his life, but he no longer spoke eloquently. He became boorish, concerned only with jousting and hunting, impatient to listen to the words of his relatives and those nobles who might help him to ascend to the top, and fled from the great house at every opportunity, and wandered through the forests and wilderness, and thus he grew into a strong knight and a seasoned hunter, who knew nothing about the affairs of the court and the realm, and was disappointed in those who wanted to elect him, and thought that he was not only worthy of exaltation but also of the childish shepherdess in his head.

But no one knew that he was best at swimming—that those who had nearly drowned were usually afraid to approach the water's edge, but he forced himself to do so, knowing that he would not have such good fortune in the next conspiracy against him.

Everyone lamented his lost opportunity and hoped that he could be exchanged with him, but Francis knew that the first thing was to survive, and to survive was to have a chance, and the dead had no chance, and the dead would only be forgotten, just like his mother, whose name no one knew. He was not afraid of death, he would rather die in a jousting arena or on the battlefield, and those who killed him would remember his name, and what he did not want was to die in the conspiracy that spread all over the court, and those conspirators would only laugh in the dark corners, calculating how much gold, power, and land they would gain in this way.

He did not die in the jousting ring, but gained a lot of wealth and hatred through the jousting, and when he felt that he had earned more than the man had raised him, and those who hated him could not bear it anymore, he did not say goodbye, and wandered around the land of Neustria with his retinue, hunting and plundering while having fun, and living the same life as the average Neustrian nobleman of this era, the only difference was probably an ambition that burned secretly in his heart:" When will he be called my father and not my son? ”

It was very difficult to do this, for his father's life was a great achievement, but at first he had the support of his people, and could not be called self-made, and what he received from his relatives because of his half-breed origin was jealousy, hatred, and disgust, and the better he was, the less they welcomed him. And in this era, apart from relatives, where can he find his team?

With this question in mind, he wanders all the way to Turnest, where he meets the man who changed his life (actually two people). (To be continued......)