At the end of the Tang Dynasty, it was a feudal town, but in Western Europe

But if you lose, your pearls, your animal bones, and your dagger all belong to me, how about it? "

Bjorn's eyes widened, and endless hatred burst out from between his teeth: "Okay!"

The two round forks were released, and Bjorn stood up, panting heavily, grinning ferociously while moving his arms: "Coward, I'm going to beat you until you cry!"

Chapter 229 Bjorn's Happy Life

Bjorn spent his first night at the summer camp whimpering, and he even wet most of the straw pillow.

The wrestling and swordsmanship he is proud of seemed like a joke in the hands of that not-so-tall young man. He was like a rag doll in the hands of his sister, who was thrown around by the Saxon bumpkin, and was even thrown into the dung on purpose. In the heap and on the shit.

Bjorn was even fed several mouthfuls of shit or mud, he couldn't tell the difference!

It was at the gate of the summer camp. In the end, everyone gathered at the gate to watch Bjorn make a fool of himself. At that moment, he wanted to cry and throw himself into his father's arms like in the past, or leave directly and return to Buer Baihu.

But he couldn't do it, his uncle's sentence "Don't run back crying" seemed to be right in front of him, he couldn't do it.

Therefore, he could only vomit and cry, and watched as Pearl was decapitated, his body was divided, made into broth, and he gave all the new bannermen teenagers a good meat.

Bjorn waited until the soup was completely cold before drinking it crying, and from that moment on he swore to take revenge on that Saxon bumpkin.

Lying on the straw bed, looking at the moon in the sky, Bjorn sniffed his nose and wiped the tears from his face. Even if he wanted to leave, he would do so after taking revenge!

Lying on the big bunk with a piercing hatred, enduring the stinky farts and beriberi around him, Bjorn thought of ten thousand ways to torture Feng Hansi, until late at night he finally fell asleep slowly, and continued to torture Feng Hansi in his dreams.

The dream didn't last long.

Not long after closing his eyelids, Bjorn heard an annoying ear-popping sound.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Get up, get up! Everyone get up!"

The young soldiers led seventeen or eight soldiers into the gate. They held golden gongs and beat them frantically, while those soldiers held rattan canes, and when they encountered young people who wanted to lie in bed, they slapped them hard on their bare skin.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-"

"Are!"

"Ow! Ow!"

The chaotic noise kept ringing in the wooden camp. Driven by the canes and golden gongs of the instructors, the teenagers were forced to leave the sheltered camp, and ran in the morning howling ghosts and wolves under the bright stars and moon.

"What are you doing? Hurry up, didn't you have dinner last night?" Riding on a horse, an instructor with a cane in his hand chased after the bannerman teenagers. They ran around the school field like this. From time to time, a few teenagers fainted by the side of the road and were carried away by the medical instructors who had already prepared.

They ran many, many laps in this way, until the day was completely bright, and the bannerman teenagers were able to stop, but the instructor did not allow them to sit or squat at all, but forced them to walk slowly. Allow them to rest.

The place of rest is a steaming wooden barrel, and there are many tall trapezius aunts holding bristle brushes, and barbers waiting with razors in hand.

After stripping off their clothes and throwing them into hot water, brushing them with a bristle brush, front, back, left, and right, and shaving with a barber's razor, the entire camp seemed to be a prison for reform-through-labor prisoners.

The young man who was as tired as noodles naturally had no strength to resist, and Bjorn even fell asleep in the hot water bucket without even noticing that his head was bleeding from a razor.

After getting out of the bath tub, the teenagers came to a grass shed with their clothes on, and received military uniforms of three sizes, small, medium and large, according to their height, shortness, fatness, and thinness. The cross-shaped iron star embroidered on the forehead is quite nice.

After putting on these clothes, with the help of the auntie, the cuffs were fastened, the belt was tied and the forehead was wiped, Bjorn's somewhat numb brain gradually recovered.

Although these clothes are very simple, when everyone puts on the same set of clothes, a sense of comfort arises out of nowhere. Although these clothes are made of coarse linen, they are not exquisite, but rather abrasive and rough.

The next step is the tedious work of the team. The Banner Boys present came from four thousand households in the South Saxon Guard. However, due to the construction at the beginning of this year, the total number of the Banner Boys present was in the early [-]s. According to Feng Sen’s instructions, they were divided into five teams. Each team appointed a young soldier as the team leader, and they ate and lived together.

Each team is divided into five fires, and each fire has a fire chief, who is elected by themselves.

Standing on the high platform, Feng Sen watched with great interest the teenagers below who were clumsily assigned to various places, and started the chaotic election work.

The reason why Feng Sen organized the summer camp for the Bannerman teenagers was very simple, because he was almost desperate for the ideology of those first-generation people. These people's support for separation of power and enfeoffment is hard to shake, and all their goals are to be their own lords.

As for imperial power and loyalty, what is loyalty?Why should I obey you?There are even primitive believers who want everyone to be the village head and no one should hinder anyone. They have never tasted the sweetness of the great unification, so naturally they will not support the unification.

And these teenagers are still a blank slate. Although they grew up in an unfavorable environment, at least they still have potential. Feng Sen has nothing to choose. His goal is to turn them into neo-feudal fighters with Central Plains characteristics.

At this moment, Feng Sen's eyes were focusing on a corner of the school grounds.

"Do you still want to be the fire chief? Bjorn the pig!" Looking at Bjorn who raised his hands high, a Viking teenager who knew the inside story taunted loudly, "We all saw you at the gate with our own eyes. Someone who eats shit and even cries, I'm sorry, but I can't do it if I want a person who eats shit and cries until he's my fire leader."

Bjorn's face quickly turned red, and he strode up, and the first brawl of the summer camp broke out.

Feng Sen shook his head, and while coming down from the high platform, he said to a Shence Army warrior beside him: "You used to be the instructor of the Shence Army recruits, and you know more about training than I do. This time, I will trouble you, Instructor Ning."

Ning Chong immediately cupped his hands and said, "I'll do whatever I want."

"Remember what I told you?"

"Remember, let them fear the cane more than the sword." The warrior summoned by Feng Sen from the Central Plains finally found a place to use after being idle for half a year, and naturally replied happily.

"Very good." Feng Sen nodded, put on a slightly arrogant smile, and walked slowly in front of the group of teenagers.

"I am Feng Sen, Duke of Saxony. I am here to supervise you. Don't call me Lord Duke, but Feng Jijiu. Do you hear me clearly?"

"clear."

"Son of a bitch, haven't you eaten yet? Speak up!"

"Clear!"

"Well, very good, the few in front of you now are all student soldiers from the Hamburg Academy who have participated in the army and participated in actual combat. They are your senior brothers. They are your best, big brother!

If you have something you don't understand, you can ask them, and they will tell you kindly.Now, please introduce yourself, everyone!From you, start! "

2 Thirty Chapters Queen Fastrada

Ingelheim, in what the Franks often called Austrasia.

Austrasia is a Frankish geographical term, meaning the land in the east, which means that this is where Frank’s dragon veins are located, and it is the ancestral land, and the rise of the Carolingian Dynasty began with serving as the palace minister of Austrasia.

It is centered on the Rhine and includes the basins of the three tributaries of the Mosel, Main and Meuse rivers.

It borders Friesland and Saxony in the north, Thuringia in the east, Swabia and Burgundy in the south, and Neustria, the core region of Frankia, in the southwest.

As the land of Longxing of the Great Frankish Dynasty, its number of nobles and power is actually somewhat similar to that of the Yingchuan Group under Cao Cao. Although the nobles of East Frankish (that is, Austrasia) belong to Charlemagne, they still maintain a certain degree of independence.

This is why Charlemagne has been trying to win over this part of the nobles. In the original history, because there was no Feng Sen, in order to suppress Saxony, after the death of Queen Hildegard, Charlemagne had not even shed tears. The aristocratic woman Fastrada from Austrasia married to maintain the situation in Saxony.

The two got married in 783, and shortly after they had sex, Charlemagne broke through Detmold and pursued the enemy, leaving only Fastrada and her father, Count Rudolf, at Fort Eresberg.

In the slightly cold mist in the early morning, 19-year-old Fastelada was only wearing a blue gold-trimmed singlet and a long skirt, shivering unavoidably. The blanket wrapped around his abdomen, and only slightly resisted the cold.

Fastrada is very beautiful, and many Frankish youths in Austrasia will be sucked in just by looking at those blue diamond-like eyes, not to mention her graceful figure and golden hair.

On the day Fastrada got married, countless Frankish youths shed tears.

The sun gradually emerged, and the fog gradually dispersed. In the palace in Paderborn, Fastelada paced back and forth in the yard. In the stone hall with colonnades and domes, her figure was a bit deserted.

It was too cold.

She was waiting for the arrival of Charles. After the Frankish King Charles returned from the victory in Saxony, he inspected Friesland and toured the entire East Frankland non-stop.

After waiting for nearly six months, Fasterrada finally got the news that Charlie was going to pass by from Paderborn. Fasterrada immediately followed her father and rushed here from Eresberg. She couldn't wait to bring this good news to the man who was a round older than her.

Yes, they will have a baby.

This child will be Fastrada's hope. If he is a boy, then in the next 50 years, he will at least get the position of abbot or even an archbishop, and may even compete for the supreme throne.

Although Charles was in Italy, when he and Hadrian III crowned Pepin of Italy as King of Italy, the future succession was basically determined.

But after all, I am the queen. A cunning look flashed in Fastrada's eyes. At least this child can get the king of Austrasia, which is what he deserves and deserves.

The first ray of morning sun sprinkled on the ground, and a continuous sound of footsteps finally reached Fastrada's ears, cutting off Fastrada's vision of the future.

coming.

Fastrada immediately took off the annoying beaver fur, straightened her back intentionally, trying to make the bulge of her abdomen more obvious, and a gentle smile appeared on her face.

The first person to appear in her sight was his father, Count Rudolf. The count had gray temples, and his face was cloudy and uncertain, which made Fastelada a little uneasy, and an ominous premonition lingered in his heart.

Sure enough, under the leadership of Earl Rudolph, supported by two maids, one on the waist, a pregnant woman with a big belly appeared in Fastrada's vision, and Fastrada's smile froze for a moment.

The girl, who was one year younger than Fastrada, gave her a provocative look, then turned and walked towards the royal garden beside her.

Taking a deep breath, Fastrada suppressed the hidden anger in her heart. She clenched her fists, walked quickly to her father, and asked in a low voice, "Who is this?"

"This is Adalinda, a Saxon woman. It is said that it was a gift from the Earl of Eresberg to His Highness." After finishing the first sentence, Count Rudolf lowered his voice and secretly followed, "I heard that she is very fond of His Highness."

Fastrada's face twisted a little, she tightened her throat, her voice became thinner: "This slut (harmonious) woman... let's not talk about her, where is your Highness?"

Count Rudolph shook his head, and handed a letter to Fastrada: "His Royal Highness just asked this Ada Linda to come to Paderborn to recuperate, and he has already rushed to Brittany, and I heard that there is something wrong there.

Your Highness also wrote you a letter and asked me to forward it to you. In addition, several young children of His Highness have come to the vicinity. According to the Frankish tradition, my daughter, you have fulfilled your duties as a mother and raised them. "

"What about my pregnancy? Have you told His Highness?" Fasterada continued to ask while opening the letter.

Count Rudolph replied with some helplessness: "I said, His Highness is very happy, and said that he will come to see you after he finishes dealing with Brittany."

The smile on Fastelada's face was a bit forced, and she lowered her head to read the letter written on the Siris paper.

"Fastrada:

I am healthy and my adopted son has brought me good news from the Saxony region, the borders of these regions are very secure, it is a great victory and Paderborn will be very safe.

Under the leadership of the bishop of Istria, the Father has granted us a three-day litany, starting on Monday, May 5, with fasting and almsgiving, Mass and hymns at the command of the priest to pray for victory, and I wish you too Such prayers can be held.

I am surprised that I have not heard from you since leaving Regensburg, which makes me wonder that you need to be closer to my court.

I have sent my sons and daughters, Rotrud, Adortrud, Louis, and Rudhead, with their court teachers, the priest Alisee from the Eastern Empire, and Sister Anselma from Laon.Please make sure you take good care of them.

I have informed my eldest son, Pepin of Barcelona, ​​that he will see you next year or the next. "

Fastelada's eyes were a little hot, she sniffed, trying to block the roaring tiger in her heart, but her anger and loss almost made her tear up the letter.

But this loss was suppressed within three to five seconds. Fastrada put on a gentle smile and asked the servant beside him, "Where are the children? Where are they? I can't wait to see them."

Chapter 231 Street Slippery Crusaders

In the south of Frank, there is a mountain range stretching for 450 kilometers, which is the famous Pyrenees.

This peak, which will define the future border between France and Spain, now also marks the border between the Iberian Peninsula and the Franks.

The Pyrenees runs from east to west, high in the middle and low on both sides. Iberia in the south of the Pyrenees is hidden behind the mountains, but the two passes in the north and south are easy to defend and difficult to attack, and Gibraltar in the south The strait guards the gateway to the Mediterranean Sea.

If it weren't for Iberia's proximity to the sea and mountains, Feng Sen would like to call it the Guanzhong of Europa. Unfortunately, in Europa, civilization can only be achieved with the sea, and the Mediterranean Sea provides it with an extremely convenient commercial channel compared to the Central Plains.

The Pyrenees are low from east to west and high in the middle, while Iberia is also high in the middle and low on both sides, which prevents the warm current from the Atlantic Ocean. Coupled with the barrier of the Pyrenees, the climate on the side of Iberia near the Mediterranean is arid and the precipitation is scarce.

The Spanish border of the Carolingian Dynasty was established here, including the coastal part between the southeast of the Pyrenees and the north side of the Ebro River.

The hunchback Pepin's destination this time is Girona in this area.

Riding on the back of a Hequ horse gifted to him by Feng Sen, the hunchback Piping wiped the sweat off his face with a towel. Looking into the distance, the mountains in the distance were looming, while the cows and horses at the foot of the mountain were as big as ants.

Walking all the way from Aquitaine, after entering the land of Iberia, the eyes are full of a desolate scene. On the side of the road, you can see large tracts of deserted farmland and blocked canals everywhere.

Witnessing the scene in front of him, Pepin licked his chapped lips thoughtfully.

He now bears the title of Governor of Barcelona, ​​but Barcelona is still in the hands of those desert herders so far, so he is just an empty commander.

Although he has the title of being able to command the sixteen lords of the border region, the essence of the sixteen border lords is sixteen Basque bandit villages and half-cultivated half-bandit tribes, and the rest of the power is in the hands of the Duke of Aquitaine, Joso.

At present, the forces that Pepin can actually control are estimated to be only the more than 200 crusader knights behind him and his [-] guard wing cavalry.

Yes, as the first crusade on this historical line, its scale and movement were small, and its appeal was weak, not as good as the civilian crusade on the normal historical line.

To be honest, if that Crusade was called the Civilian Crusade, then Pepin's Crusade should be called the Second Son's Crusade or the Bastard Crusade.

Although there is a letter from Alcuin, because Pepin is regarded as an ominous hunchback, the crusade did not get much attention. Only some nobles, villains and rangers were recruited in Aquitaine and Northern Italy.

Most of these people came from aristocratic and manor families, but their status in the family was not high. They could not inherit the territory without status, and could not become priests without education. There was no way, they were stuck there.

They often appear in the image of the country swindlers, doing nothing, causing trouble, waiting for their father to die, in order to obtain a small piece of land to become rich peasants or simply become wandering knights or mercenaries. In order to drive away these social instability factors, these people became the first batch of crusaders.

However, their equipment is good, most of them wear chain mail, and at least have a horse or a donkey, the weaponry is much better than that of the civilian crusaders, but the military discipline is even worse. The trick.

During the two-month march, Pepin had to study the "Sima Law" and Feng Sen's military notes, severely rectified military discipline, and even beheaded a dozen heads, so that this group of social dregs could be calm and obedient. The hardships and games during the period are even more indescribable.

But in any case, the hunchbacked Pepin was recognized by this group of sneaky knights. Three hundred armored cavalry were already considered good combat effectiveness in this area.

Under the scorching sun, Pepin glanced at the calm blue sea, and then continued to lead the limp knights behind him.

It's almost here, Pepin told himself in his heart, and at the same time recalled in his mind the relevant information that Alcuin told him before he left.

The Iberian Peninsula used to be the ruled area of ​​Carthage. At that time, the famous Carthaginian general Hannibal took the route of Pepin to enter Iberia. He rode a war elephant (?) forcibly crossed the Alps and entered the hinterland of the Roman Republic.

Shortly after defeating Carthage, Iberia was also brought into the bag by the Romans, and they ruled for more than 600 years, successfully Romanizing Iberia and heavenly Father.