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

If you want to transform nobles into officials smoothly, Charlie can do the first two, but the latter resource is difficult. On the one hand, the Heavenly Father Sect despises business, and it is difficult to accumulate hard currency on a large scale. On the other hand, Europe itself is economically depressed at this time. .

The reason for opening the self-governing market is very simple. Since the merchants can get the woolen wool as a tax deduction, they naturally want to buy woolen fabrics. At this time, Charlie sends the woolen wool as part of the reward, so that it has currency value.

Besides, woolen cloth is a hard currency, and its price is relatively low.

In this way, at least the problem of money shortage will be solved, and some special woolen fabrics can even be produced. For example, they can offset more taxes than ordinary woolen fabrics, and they can produce quasi-credit currencies that exceed the original value.

Of course, this kind of circulation is limited to those self-governing markets for the time being, and ordinary aristocratic territories do not have these treatments.

Is it time to increase the production capacity of the workshop?Feng Sen needs a place to raise sheep. For this place, Friesland is good, Austrasia is good, and the best place is of course the British Isle.

It seemed that the plan to plunder Britain should be sped up. Thinking, Feng Sen returned to the general's residence in Hamburg. Before he reached the corridor, he saw Wang Sima, who was full of joy.

He carried a wild goose in his hand, and a red ribbon was tied around the neck of the wild goose.

"Wang Sima is this?"

"Don't blame Jieshuai, I'm here to propose marriage for my adoptive daughter."

"Your adopted daughter, why haven't I heard of it?"

"How could Jieshuai have never heard of it? The little girl is Aunt Li, the former treasurer of the West Britain ticket office." Wang Sima said with a smile.

Chapter 371 Dragon Boat Founding

"Ah-"

Arvo, who was sitting on the bow of the boat holding the dragon's head, sneezed.

"What's the matter, my lord, are you suffering from the cold?" A Gaelic warrior with red hair asked.

Arvo rubbed his nose and didn't speak. Just now, she suddenly had a feeling that something was wrong, as if something important happened somewhere in the distance, but she missed it.

The sea-blue moisture spread on the face, and the sea water was frothed by the hard bow of the ship, and a seagull above the head made a piercing cry.

The sky composed of dark clouds suppressed the gray cloud curtain. At the line where the water and the sky meet, canvases of various colors are shaking and clamoring. An expedition fleet composed of fifty large and small Viking dragon battleships, carrying a total of [-] Viking sea merchants, is in the The ups and downs of the waves.

These Viking warships are all good ships from the Hamburg shipyard. They are wider and stronger than the ordinary warships of those Viking amateur shipbuilders. If they are fully loaded, they can hold 3000 people.

It's just that this trip is for business, there must be some space for loading goods, and this business is very profitable, exchanging swords for gold coins is very profitable.

"Mrs. Alvor!" the North flagman holding two small flags at the bow shouted to Arvo, "Priest Wessett said that we are coming ahead, but our course is a bit off, we have to face the afternoon sun."

Arvo shouted impatiently: "Look, there's no sun in the sky, ask Weissette to lead the way, and we'll follow behind."

Turning his head away, Arvo continued to look towards the front of the dragon head battleship. In the gray mist, a line of blue and black cliffs had appeared in the distance.

Arvo is 20 years old this year. She still has long, broken golden hair, but it is covered with a net scarf and a helmet. From the black net scarf, a gold brocade headband is still tied with a slender braid.

Small braids hang down from her cheeks, just covering her big clear and innocent eyes, and a long strip of light red eye makeup runs from left ear to right ear.

Alvo is much bigger than before, not only in height and certain parts, but what remains unchanged is that she is still pure as before.

Originally, Feng Sen was not going to let Arvo lead the team this trip, but first, Arvo caught Feng Sen and begged him, and second, in order to take over the Jutland Peninsula in the future, Arvo had to show his prestige.

Pirate Queen felt like a good nickname.

In order to ensure Arvo's safety, Feng Sen dispatched a whole team of 50 dental soldiers to protect Arvo's safety, plus Xiao Agui gave military advice, saving his life is not a problem.

In addition, on the island of Britain, there is still a dark thread planted by the West Britain Company. Even if Arvo is really captured, as long as King Offa does not want to start the Hundred Years War between Britain and France in advance, at most he will ask for a ransom.

And as far as Arvo himself is concerned, although he is pure, he has a kind of beast-like cunning and intuition, which is stupid but useful.

The huge fleet was driving faster and faster. The ships broke through the sea wind. Under the cloudy clouds, the outline of the island became clearer and clearer. A small estuary appeared in everyone's sight.

"Here we are, here we are," shouted a Viking.

The rest of the pirates cheered, after all, it is too dangerous to sail on the sea in this era.

Under the guidance of Weissette, the warship quickly passed a reef area. The water flow gradually slowed down. Arvo stood up and looked into the distance. Here was the outlet of an inland river. Several tattered fishing nets were hanging on the treetops and rocks.

As the fleet approached, a human head suddenly poked out from behind the big rock. He looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old, with curiosity and fear in his eyes. As the warship approached, his eyes were attracted by the clearer dragon head on the warship.

The next second, his pupils dilated suddenly, and before the Vikings approached, he screamed like crazy and fled to the forest behind him.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Run away, coward, we are coming to kill your whole family soon!"

"Whoohoo-"

The sea water gradually turned from dark blue to light blue, and the water flow gradually slowed down. One by one, the dragon heads crossed the border between the river and the sea, and officially entered the British Island. A few crows flew over the woods, making an unpleasant noise. In the woods along the coast, small and white wild flowers bloomed, but no bees were seen to pick them.

The fleet sailed across the mouth of the river silently, without disturbing the slightest storm.

"Let Hongwote take the ten merchant ships and twenty warships to stop at the mouth of the river and set up camp." Arvo ordered, "Priest Wisette and I will continue to explore the way forward together."

Under the waving of the flag, the fleet was divided into two. One team camped on the river bank and released light cavalry for scouting, while the other team continued to move forward to explore the next river road.

On the quiet river, there are only crows and chirping insects, the breeze blows the leaves, and the grass on the river bank trembles.

"Mrs. Arvo." Xiao Agui lowered his head, reminded Arvo softly, motioning him to look at the woods by the river.

The river is not wide, and in such a quiet environment, the sound of horses neighing and footsteps trampling on leaves can be heard clearly. In the crevices of the woods, some living creatures move vaguely, trying to hide.

Arvo showed a naive and cruel smile: "Bar the boat."

"Port side!"

The long sails were furled, the oars were launched into the water, the Viking sailors sang boat songs loudly, and twenty long boats began to approach the shore.

"Look, Frey, they're docking!"

"damn it."

"We have to stop them."

Soon, two warriors appeared on the bank of the river with seven or eight peasants and soldiers. Panting, the peasants and soldiers chased after the horsetails of the warriors, and marched towards the place where the Vikings had landed.

"Stop, in the name of the sheriff of this place, I order you to stop!" A warrior shouted at the dragon-headed warships, "Stop all of them!"

"Stop your head!"

"Go away! Coward!"

"Will I stop the boat on your bed!"

Although I can't understand these Norse words, judging from the pirates peeing and showing their butts from the side of the ship, it is definitely not a good word.

"Damn it, Heavenly Father forgive me." A warrior rode a little closer and continued to shout at them: "You heathens, I won't repeat it a third time. According to King Offa's order, you are not allowed to park outside the market. You are not allowed to park here. I order you to stop."

The pirates continued to approach the river bank as if they hadn't heard it.

"Made!" The warrior took off his hunting bow from his horse, pulled it away suddenly, and released it instantly. The wooden feathered arrow hit the shield hanging on the side of Arvo's boat.

There was an instant pause in the scolding.

"Have you seen it?" The warrior's voice was full of joy and pride, "If you see it, go back quickly, otherwise, my bow and arrow..."

"Om-"

A mist of blood sprayed on the faces of the peasants and soldiers. When they raised their heads again, the warrior's corpse was slipping off the horse's back stiffly. Iron arrowheads emerged from the mouth and the back of the neck. A piece of bone stubble.

Before they had any further reaction, there was a continuous buzzing sound, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Amid screams and wailing, the warship docked on the shore, and the Viking warriors jumped into the water and pushed the warship onto the river bank.

Taking a breath of the air mixed with the scent of flowers and rust, Arvo jumped off the warship.

When Arvo first set foot on the land of Britain, Britain first laid a bright blood-red carpet for her queen.

Chapter 372 Tang Ji Team

The cloud was rolling, and the musty wind blew past the flag on the wooden castle. On top of a mound, there was a wooden stockade, and a wooden tower with a square pyramid stood on the castle.

About 500 meters away from the castle, there is a village. It is in the morning, and a few wisps of cooking smoke rise from the crooked wooden houses.

The farmer wakes up from his sleep, lies down by the stream and washes his rotten teeth with water, while the women hold the crying baby in their arms, stuffing sorrel sauce and cheese into the husband's black bread.

An old farmer opened the gate and was about to step out when he heard the sound of horseshoes, and he stopped immediately. Sure enough, two seconds later, a Saxon cavalry passed by him, leaving behind only a cloud of dust and smoke.

The dust and smoke mixed with the horse's neighing, followed the horse's tail for a long time, drew a long line on the dirt road, and entered the city of the wooden castle.

The knight passed through the dark corridor of the gate and entered the narrow small square. The servants held wooden basins and toilets, and there was steam and stench everywhere, and everything was orderly.

"Where is my father?" The knight got off his horse, asked a random attendant to ask, and then stepped on the rotten musty stairs to the second floor of the castle.

In the main hall on the second floor, Sheriff Reg Tedder sat at the table, holding a copper cup, enjoying the morning grape juice, while the Reverend Woodbert spread a blank sheet of paper on the sloped writing desk, with a feather What does the pen record.

"Father."

"Welcome back, my son, have you found anything?" Regted gestured to the attendant beside him, and the attendant immediately picked up a glass of wine and handed it to the eldest son of the sheriff.

"Yes, father, I have found the Vikings, but they have already plundered and left with their loot. Their ships are too fast for us to catch up."

Sheriff Ragted's eyebrows trembled: "How many of them are there, have you counted them?"

"No, they are too far away. I only counted about ten boats."

Pastor Woodbert's eyes were half-closed. Although he didn't speak, the corners of his mouth naturally curled somewhat solemnly: "Ten boats, each of which can hold 50 to 200 people. They have at least 500 people and a maximum of [-] people."

Ragget pursed his lips, let out a breath slowly, and said, "May Heavenly Father bless us, Woodbert, can't we just take them like this? Could it be that we just watched them die before us?" looting and roaming in the land of the

Woodbert opened his eyes helplessly: "Master Sheriff, these Vikings are well-equipped and elusive. They are by no means comparable to those robbers and thieves before. We must accumulate enough strength."

Hearing Woodbert's words, Raigted didn't feel relieved at all, and the wrinkles on his face gradually twisted together.

Seeing that the sheriff looked wrong, the pastor stepped forward to comfort him: "You have already asked your three brothers for help, for the sake of the heavenly father and the family, they will come to help us.

They can provide you with about [-] soldiers, which together with our [-] soldiers, is enough to defeat those shameless demons. "

"No, dear priest, you don't understand." Regted lowered his head to prevent others from seeing his resentment and fear. "They should have arrived five days ago, but they haven't arrived until now. They just want to watch my territory and people being slaughtered, so that they can divide up my property!"

The pastor immediately stopped him severely: "My lord, you can't speculate on your brother like this! You have to know that marching is already a troublesome thing, not to mention the heavy rain that collapsed the stone bridge..."

"Woooooo-"

The sound of the horn interrupted the conversation between the two.

"what happened?"

"I do not know."

"Go out and see."

Pushing open the door of the hall, Regted quickly came to the castle from the stairs, and saw that the gate, which was originally empty, was now crowded with people pushing vehicles, and the crowing of cocks and the crowing of sheep could be heard endlessly.

Grabbing an attendant from the side, Regted asked loudly, "What's wrong?"

"Someone saw the Viking's warship. They have docked and are heading towards our village."

"What?! How many are there?"

"I don't know. There are about three boats. These farmers don't know how to count."

Pastor Woodbert at the side quickly gave the possible number of people: "At least 60 people, at most 180 people, it should be just a small team, if the number is wrong, the number will be even more... Lord Lord, I suggest you close the gate of the castle and wait for your brother's support."

"Waiting for support, the enemy we face is at most 180 people, and we have [-] soldiers." Ragget's face gradually turned red, "I can't wait for support, my selfish brother may not come to support me If they are allowed to plunder at the gates of our castle, I am afraid they will have all the more reason to rob me of the sheriff."

"grown ups……"

"Stop talking, send troops!"

After a frantic assembly, three hundred soldiers walked out of the village gate on the slightly wet dirt road. They stood in a row of four, holding rectangular wooden shields, and carrying long and short swords, axes and spears on their shoulders. , a battle flag hoisted on a cross-shaped flagpole.

As if to see them off, fine drizzle began to fall from the sky, sparsely falling on the soldiers' helmets, mail armor, and armored uniforms, making a crackling sound.

In the continuous rain, several strands of thick black smoke rose up, pointing out the way for Ragget.

"To that location, set off!"

Accompanied by light cavalry on both sides, three hundred soldiers quickly walked a distance of about 400 meters, and they were within easy reach of the looted village.

The soldiers under Raigted also formed an oval square formation. Their formation was not even as good as that of the Northmen.

Opposite them, about a hundred Viking warriors formed a shield wall of Viking pig formations. Unlike the traditional pig formations, the pig formations here also added ultra-spearmen and crossbowmen.

After receiving Feng Sen's support, these original pirates quickly changed their costumes to Tang Ji, and established the Tang Ji Army, as well as the Banner Ding instructor of the North Banner.

Behind the Vikings, three wet haystacks were emitting billowing black smoke, while the people in the village were still running away scattered from the village.

They didn't plunder immediately, but lined up and waited in advance?

"Father, look there!"