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

After two days of dark clouds, it finally ushered in a cold and rainy day. The warm current from the Atlantic Ocean and the cold current from the northern grasslands converged over the Rosengarten Forest, forming an oblique front. The cold rain fell on the marching army, causing constant sneezing and coughing.

The guides sent by Griffith have marched with the army for three days, but they still cannot see the end of the forest. According to the guides, unless the Heavenly Father is willing to perform another miracle and divide the forest into a road, otherwise, going north and then going south is the only choice.

After three days of difficult forest march, the 6000 people led by Feng Sen finally joined the 3000 people led by Pepin at the predetermined location.

Marching in the rain made everyone extremely exhausted. There were a large number of sick people in the barracks. After sending out scouts to investigate and make sure that the Danish-Saxon coalition forces had not caught up, Feng Sen ordered to set up camp temporarily and rest for half a day.

At some point, a group of young priests appeared among the prisoners of war. They shuttled through the queue of prisoners of war, helped them march, and delivered news. After a whole morning of marching, rumors about Gisela spread quietly among the camps.

Sitting in a white tent almost the size of a pavilion, Pepin was wrapped in a blanket of animal skin, sitting by the brazier, pinching his nose, and gulping ginger soup.

Coughing twice, the hunchbacked Pi Ping slowly exhaled a mouthful of white hot steam, and put the clay cup that was still warm on the small table beside him. He looked down at his bruised hands, and sighed somewhat resentfully.

After these days of exercise and diet, the hunchbacked Pepin's X-shaped legs not only gradually improved, but also developed into O-shaped legs due to long-term riding. However, compared with the legs, Pepin's hunchback did not change much. According to Kang Dezhen's diagnosis, Pepin's bones have undergone irreversible distortion.

Pepin didn't feel bad. Although he was still working hard to improve his hunchback, he was not as crazy as before. After experiencing the Battle of the Settenkaner River and Hannover's remonstrance, although Pepin's bone distortion was still there, his mental distortion had improved a lot, and he no longer felt sorry for himself.

Unlike Pepin, who was anxious about hunchback before, now Pepin is anxious about his level of leading troops. During the three and a half days from departure to arrival at the meeting point, he felt for the first time that there were so many challenges in the march. knowledge.

How to line up, who goes first, who goes first, how to arrange time, how to set up camp, how to mediate the conflicts between low-level sergeants, how to distribute food and grass... Every day Pepin walks, he makes some new mistakes and learns some new knowledge. If it weren't for the veteran Han Shizhong beside him, he probably wouldn't be able to make half of the journey now.

Not arrogance. If Pepin were to lead an army of 1000 people on a march, he would be confident that he would be able to take them from Aachen to Paderborn, fleeing and falling behind would not exceed double digits.

When marching together with Han Shizhong’s [-] Jingnan Army, in addition to observing Han Shizhong’s arrangements, Pepin also secretly observed the Jingnan Army. He had already discovered that Feng Sen’s cavalry could charge with long soldiers with both hands.

The saddles of these Siris troops are erected at both ends, so that there is a point of leverage, and the shock of the impact of the long soldiers will not bring people off the horse. The invincible record of the cavalry of the Jingnan Army relies on their cavalry tactics (in fact, it is not, the heavy multi-purpose infantry is the core).

After discovering this, these days Pepin secretly tried to improve the cavalry tactics of the Frankish knights according to the difference in equipment, but he didn't have time to practice it.

Recalling the performance of the Jingnan Army on the banks of the Settenkaner River in his mind, Pepin sat in front of the brazier, sucking his nose while continuing to plan the new tactics of the Frankish knights.

Until a gust of cold wind blew him away.

"His Royal Highness Pepin." Feng Sen turned around and lowered the curtain with a slight bow to Pepin.

Pepin quickly stood up, nodded to Feng Sen with a smile and said, "Good afternoon, Feng."

Both of them sat down in front of the brazier. After exchanging pleasantries for a while, and talking about Heavenly Father and the weather, Feng Sen scratched his head and asked, "I heard from Captain Han that His Royal Highness is very interested in Takahashi Saddle?"

Pepin's face turned red instantly. People in this era already have the concept of "family heirloom". In Pepin's view, this kind of military weapon will not be passed on unless the father intervenes. , and stealing it by oneself actually gave Heavenly Father a little moral shock.

"Your Highness, you don't need to be ashamed." Feng Sen smiled and took out a Takahashi saddle from behind, "It's nothing, I have a ready-made one here, and these pair of stirrups, I gave it to Your Highness.

And the Eastern Prophet has a famous saying: Among the three people, there must be one person who has the quality I need to learn. Your Highness is willing to learn, and it can also strengthen our strength. How can I stop it? "

Regarding the spread of Takahashi saddles and stirrups, Feng Sen had a premonition that this was not a high-tech thing, and it would be better to be a personal favor sooner or later.

Besides, only seeing Takahashi's saddle and stirrups, at most Pepin was just learning some pawn skills. Feng Sen himself thought that he had barely touched the edge of the pawn situation. Machiavellian strategy and tactics.

Learned the hardware, without the blessing of the software, it is useless.

After taking the saddle from Feng Sen, the muscles on Pepin's face gradually relaxed. He lowered his head and stroked the saddle, with a touch of emotion in his eyes: "Your Excellency, you are really a generous and kind person."

"Not only that, but I also brought another gift to His Highness. It was originally intended to be given to His Highness at His coming-of-age ceremony, but now that we are on the verge of war and the situation is urgent, for His Highness's safety, let's congratulate His Highness in advance on becoming an adult." , Feng Sen took out a set of body armor and a pocket from the package behind him.

This set of body armor is similar in shape to the Jingnan Army, and is the masterpiece of the blacksmith Lei Jun recruited by Feng Sen. However, unlike the Jingnan Army, this set of armor has no armguards and capes, only body armor, and the pocket is not red but blue. Charlemagne likes blue.

"The armor is cold, wait for you to recover from your illness, and try wearing it again."

Looking at the well-made armor in front of him, Pepin opened his mouth, wanted to speak, but couldn't speak, the words gurgled back and forth in his mouth for a long time, and finally murmured: "Thank you, thank you..."

"The upcoming battle is extremely dangerous." Feng Sen gently stroked the cold iron pocket with his hand, "Your Highness, I came to you today. Besides offering armor and saddle, there is one more important thing, and that is the next action."

Hearing Feng Sen's words, Pepin quickly put away his emotions and sat up: "Your Excellency, please speak."

"Your Highness, what do you think is our chance of winning against Siegfried?"

Pepin's face immediately became serious: "When we marched in the forest, both the soldiers and the horses and livestock were extremely tired. After leaving the forest, if Lord Theodoric or Lord Hadrad can gather the remnants of the army, they will still have the power to fight."

"I think the same as His Highness. If Your Excellency Hadlard still has strength, then we have at least [-]% hope, but what if they are completely defeated?" Feng Sen tapped his pocket door lightly and issued a "ding" "Everything is gone."

"We can still mobilize reinforcements from Hanover. Lord Astolfo is also able to send troops after dealing with the Frisians, and the South is also mobilizing new reinforcements to rescue them."

"By then, it will be next spring, and His Royal Highness Charlie's food and grass can last for another month at most." Feng Sen said to the pale-faced Piping, "If Hadrad's side is completely defeated, then we The only hope is a miracle from the Heavenly Father."

"Your Excellency, there seems to be a solution?" After thinking for a while, Pepin fixed his scorching eyes on Feng Sen's face.

"Yes." Feng Sen pointed outside, "The remnants of Uda's army were all carefully selected by me. Most of them were elite soldiers under Uda and Elfgar, and some of them even participated in the battle. Veteran of a Saxon campaign."

"Are you going to recruit them? But, they are all heretics, how could they be recruited by us..."

"I can't control this at this time." Feng Sen lowered his voice, "Your Highness, do you know Sister Gisela?"

"Yes, she is Vidukind's daughter, I have heard of it."

"I'm going to marry her in a fake way."

"But it's not enough to make them loyal." Pepin replied puzzled.

"We can't guarantee absolute loyalty. Only Isaiah and his saints can do this kind of thing." Feng Sen pushed away his pocket and drew a balance on a small table with water. "People's hearts are like a balance. We and Vidukind each have chips. We need to use our chips to suppress Vidukind's chips to win their support."

"Then what chips do we have?"

"Gisela's blood, the prestige of the Jingnan Army, the desire for peace, Albion's seizure of power, and most importantly - the "Saxony Surrender Decree"." Feng Sen unceremoniously nodded his table, "This is our most important bargaining chip. With all due respect, the Gospel of the Heavenly Father cannot be taken by sword. On this point, His Highness Charles is indeed a little impatient.

Your Highness, I will announce my engagement to Gisela in front of them tomorrow. At the same time, I will also promise them peace for the next three years and expose Albion's seizure of power. However, this is far from the "Saxon Surrender The weight of the law. "

Pepin gradually understood Feng Sen's meaning: "You want me to promise to cancel the "Saxon Surrender Act"?"

"You are Charlie's eldest son, and your words are more credible than mine."

"But, but I have no right to..."

"I know, but now is an extraordinary moment. Sister Gisela is a nun who has kept her virginity for 30 years. In order to win, I also... I know the consequences of this incident, and I am willing to bear it with His Highness." Taking a deep breath, Feng Sen paused for two seconds, and finally he patted Pepin's hand comfortingly.

"Your Highness, I won't force you. If you don't want to, it doesn't matter. I can think of other ways, but... well, I know this is dangerous, so you should think about it."

Looking at Feng Sen's leaving back, Pepin clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white. As long as things were successful, he could add 6000 troops or even more out of thin air.

With 6000 people and [-] elite soldiers who had fought in battle, Pepin sat in front of the small table as if he was in a trance, without speaking for a long time.

Chapter 169 The Forest Conference

It rained all night yesterday, and the pattering rain made the whole forest fall into mist. In the primeval forest mixed with fresh green and dark, a few touches of bright blue and white suddenly appeared.

This is a rare highland in the forest. On the left side of this highland is a dangerous forest swamp. Two prisoners of war have fallen into the swamp and drowned while trying to fish.

At this moment, in the center of the highland, a platform about one meter high was set up. Several generals in the army and the little nobles from Frank's side gathered on both sides of the high platform. Their faces were filled with incredulous expressions. They had heard Feng Sen's intentional rumors for a long time, but now, they still couldn't believe it.

A believer of the Heavenly Father Church is engaged to a nun, and it is so open and aboveboard. Although this title is not recognized by the church, but in the folk nun, it has the meaning of "God's Bride". So what does Earl Fengsen mean? ?Ready to green up Heavenly Father?

Only when this incident happened clearly before their eyes, could they dare to believe it was true.

The nobles on the stage thought it was absurd, but the Saxon prisoners of war in the audience didn't think it. They were both panicked and joyful. Under the weight of rumors, the last hope seemed so precious.

During this day and night, Griffith and the priests told the news that Feng Sen and Gisela were going to be engaged to those prisoners of war who had prestige or had been the chief's personal soldiers.

You know, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Even if you switch to Europe or the Middle Ages and switch to this group of prisoners of war, there will be their small rivers and lakes. These people quickly became dozens of small groups according to their tribe, origin, and fellow villagers.

Of course, after understanding the situation, some "smart people" began to use their brains. It seems that the Earl wants to recruit us. Does he really think that marrying Vidukind's daughter can control us?Maybe fight back or even run away after getting the weapon?

When this thought arose, the majestic flood that day and the mysterious prophecy of the priests made the "smart people" shiver, but the "Saxon Surrender Decree" was like the sword of Damocles hanging over their heads, making them They are uncomfortable.

In the end, the restless little chiefs turned their attention to Gisela in the middle of the high platform. Can she really bring peace?

"Ah!" Gisela sneezed after changing the nun's black robe and feeling uncomfortable.

"Caught a cold?" Feng Sen put an animal skin jacket over Gisela's body, "There are too many insects and miasma in the forest, don't accidentally get sick."

Gisela's face was a little red, and she twisted her body uncomfortably. She was still not used to being so close to a man under the eyes of everyone.

"Jieshuai." Zhang Shicheng walked up to the stage with a few pieces of elm bark covered with orthographic characters, and saluted Feng Sen. "Except for those who are sick and unable to move, all the prisoners of war are here."

"Okay." Feng Sen patted Zhang Shicheng's shoulder, turned his head and held Gisela's hand, "Are you ready?"

"Ready."

"Then let's go."

Under the gaze of nearly 1 people, Feng Sen took Gisela's hand and came to the high platform.

"Saxon! I am the Siris from the East, the annihilator of the Vikings, the faithful believer of the Heavenly Father, the lord of Hamburg, Anthony von Losan." Feng Sen looked at the Saxon prisoners below with his head held high .

"I believe that you will also remember that I am the general who defeated five thousand with one thousand in Mount Santer, the general who defeated Elfgar in Uelzen, and the general who defeated you on the banks of the Settenkanl River. Compared with the first two, I believe you will be more impressed by the last battle."

Wherever Feng Sen's sharp gaze went, it seemed like a sharp sword swept across, and no one dared to raise their heads to look directly into his eyes.

"I tell you this because I want you to know that if I can defeat you once, I can defeat you the second time and the third time, just like I defeated the armies of Elfgar and Fulsen." Feng Sen Still expressionless, he shouted loudly, "Actually, I have given preferential treatment to the Saxons. If you talk to the bannermen who participated in the invasion of Denmark, you will know how we treat the pirates."

Speaking of this, Feng Sen paused, and finally said slowly: "I burned down their houses, took away their livestock, took away their wives and children, and piled their heads into a pagoda mountain!

I don't kill you because I know that although you are equally ignorant and ignorant compared to the barbaric Viking pirates, your hearts are kind and loving. I am willing to bestow upon you the glory of the Heavenly Father and slowly turn around you, a group of lost lambs.

But now, I have to tell you that I may kill half of you, or even more. "

After Feng Sen said this, the entire venue was completely silent for a second. No one moved or spoke. Time almost stopped flowing here, but in the next second, the sky-shattering noise stirred up countless birds.

"Give me my life, my lord, spare my life."

"Sure enough, he is uneasy and kind, let's fight, let's go!"

"He wants to kill us, let's go."

Looking at the chaos in the audience, Feng Sen waved his hand, and several security teams composed of North men entered the chaotic group of prisoners of war. In front of the clubs and shields, the noisy Saxons calmed down again after their noses and faces were bruised.

The priests and the little chiefs also loudly appeased the terrified and rioting Saxons, while the Jingnan Army soldiers standing on both sides of them with bows and arrows also took out their long forks and returned the Saxons who were trying to escape to their original positions.

"Did you see it?" At some point, Feng Sen appeared a big horn made of iron sheet, and he shouted loudly to the Saxon prisoners below, "Did you see it? If I want to attack you, you will have no chance to escape. You have been hungry for several days, and you are exhausted every day. You have no equipment and weapons, no queues and formations. If I want to kill you, it is as easy as spitting water."

"How can you not kill us?" A sharp voice came from among the prisoners.

Feng Sen followed the prestige, but he didn't know who asked. He turned his head and asked, "You might as well ask, why should I kill you?"

"Yes."

"Yes, why?"

"Your Excellency, do we have any intention of rebelling against you?"

"Your Excellency, why do you want to kill us?"

1 Chapter Seventy

"The reason is very simple." Feng Sen raised the iron horn in his hand and roared loudly, "You are all heretics. Although I didn't mean to kill you, you did mean to kill me. To sacrifice for the possible future believers of Heavenly Father Today's Heavenly Father believers, this is not the right thing to do."

"We didn't mean to kill you."

"Yeah yeah."

With a chuckle, Feng Sen walked slowly to the edge of the wooden platform, squatted down, and faced the Saxon prisoners at close range: "Do you really dare to say that you have no intention of killing me?"

He looked directly at a Saxon prisoner at the front. Under Feng Sen's gaze that pierced his soul, the Saxon prisoner lowered his head awkwardly.

"Heavenly Father believes that everyone is born evil. Without restraint, the evil in people's hearts will explode like a wolf out of a cage. Now you are under my sword, so you are grateful to me. When I take the sword away, you will hate me again."

Feng Sen shouted loudly to the crowd, "It is my butcher's knife that restrains you. When this butcher's knife faces Albion's army, can you guarantee that you will not have evil thoughts? Besides, can you guarantee that you will not have evil thoughts? Attacking from behind, what about the other people around you? Can you guarantee it?"

There were still a few prisoners of war clamoring for assurance, but after Feng Sen's words, they murmured twice, and finally their voices gradually became quieter.

"I know there are rumors among you that I want to kill you all. Originally, the purpose of this conference was to tell you why you were killed. There is a saying in Siris in the East: It is wrong to kill criminals without telling the reason!"

Feng Sen's hair was blown by the forest-piercing wind, and he pointed to the sergeants of the Jingnan Army on both sides, "These people are here to surround and kill you. As long as I give an order, none of you here will die, because I can't trust you, and you can't trust me either!"

Wherever Feng Sen's voice went, there was a chain reaction, and the prisoners of war began to be restless again.

"But—" Feng Sen raised a finger before the uproar sounded again. The moment the finger was raised, all the restlessness stopped, and all the Saxon prisoners looked helplessly at Feng Sen's stick of hope. "Goldfinger".

"However, the night before yesterday, Sister Gisela found me, and everyone knows who she is. She is the daughter of Vidukind, and she is also a Saxon. She begged me to spare your lives." Feng Sen spread his hands, "She told me, and she assured me that you are just lost, not real heretics.

But I also told her that we couldn't coexist because we couldn't trust each other.But she told me that before the saint came to the world, there was only filth and filth in the world. At that time, everyone did not trust each other, but Isaiah brought them love, so they could be united.

I said, they are heretics, time is urgent, we simply don't have time to spread the love of God to them to unite us.However, she came up with a good solution. She decided to use a little love to unite us first, and then slowly transform your love into the love of the heavenly Father after these hardships have been overcome.

You may not understand what the little love in my mouth is?In fact, it is very simple. After the death of the lord, why do you give allegiance to your lord or the relatives of the chief?Because you also love the chiefs, this love will be passed on to their heirs and relatives, this is your little love based on blood.

However, King Charles and I are not close relatives, and even only met twice, but he can trust me and hand over Hamburg to me to rule. This is based on the great love of the heavenly father.

You still can't understand this kind of big love, so you can only unite with me through small love and... small love. "

After Feng Sen's words, most of the Saxons on the spot fainted, but Feng Sen didn't care, because these words seemed to be addressed to them, but they were addressed to the Frankish nobles.

"Lord, what exactly do you want to say?" A priest who had arranged in advance stood up.

"It's very simple. You love people based on blood. As far as I know, in the land of Saxony, the highest blood status is the Great Chief Widukind of Saxony, and their daughter is Gisela." Feng Sen moved away and let Gisela behind him stand up. "If you are loyal to Princess Gisela instead of me. In exchange, I will be engaged to her. In this way, the big love and little love between me and Gisela will be united with your little love based on blood. More than half of the gap between them has been eliminated, so naturally you don’t have to die.”