Chapter 314 Warren Taylor and Andre
"...Our most beloved waterwheel knight Danjihed just fell into a pool of blood."
Sitting in a simple On the wooden box, Warren Taylor closed the "Saint Sun Expedition" in his hand and looked at the group of tearful teenagers.
"Read two more paragraphs."
"Yes, Uncle Warren Taylor, read two more paragraphs."
Sitting around Warren Taylor were seven or eight teenagers.
Wearing the simplest linen vests, exposing their bare wheat-colored arms, they sat cross-legged on the dirt, looking at Warren Taylor longingly.
The golden sunshine, the swaying reeds, and the slender fir trees are inserted in the green land.
Among the layers of reeds, the fishermen’s simple huts are standing on the river island.
The fishermen sang late, and the fishermen rowed their boats towards the shore.
Warren Taylor reached out and stroked the head of one of the children: "Tomorrow, you should go to eat."
"Read two more paragraphs, at least don't stop here!" The boy yelled.
"Yeah, I can't sleep at night."
"Hahahahaha." Warren Taylor threw his head back and laughed, his messy gray beard trembling with laughter, Laughing till tears came out.
He was this age when his son disappeared.
No, younger than this age, less than ten years old at that time.
"Go, go, don't let your papa and grandma worry."
Pull these teenagers up from the ground one by one, Valenteil urged them each go home.
Since the incident at the Blue Blood Monastery broke out, he has been running around spreading the news about the Blue Blood Monastery.
As the news spread more and more, people began to follow him, helping him spread the word and attack the church.
Unconsciously, more and more people followed him.
At first there were only a dozen or twenty, but then suddenly it increased to hundreds or even thousands.
So far, there are five or six groups of Saint Sun Army controlled by Warren Taylor, scattered in several townships, with hundreds of people in each township.
They relied on forests, rivers and reed marshes to attack everywhere, preaching the ugliness of the Thousand Valley Church while violently attacking knights, priests and even their families.
In the past, this kind of thieves had long been wiped out by the church.
Since the uprising of the Three Giants, the knights of Hotam County have been transferred in several directions, and their supervision was immediately relaxed.
Under the operation of Warren Taylor and others, many people secretly converted to the Saint-Sun sect or the Juano sect, and they could not tell the difference.
Thanks to the church and monastery’s appropriation of land, the direct lord of the farmers is the church.
Without the rapid suppression of front-line military nobles like knights, although more income has been obtained, the control power has declined.
In addition to paying taxes, a large number of villages obeyed the orders of the church and disobeyed them.
Not only did they hold back in the encirclement and suppression, but they even took in the Saint Sun Army. There were even situations where the night guard was a job and the Saint Sun Army was a life.
Due to the support of the people of Hotam and the water system extending in all directions.
These Saint Sun rebels relied on attacking supplies and destroying roads, delaying Prince Kong Dai for three weeks before sending troops.
This is the only thing Warren Taylor can do.
On the frontal battlefield, he could not defeat those extraordinary knights at all. The Big Three were his only hope.
"Those little carrots are looking for you again?"
A rough voice sounded from behind Warren Taylor's head. He turned his head and saw a man in his thirties with black hair and blue eyes coming from the fishing boat. Jump off.
The man opened the front of his shirt, revealing his furry chest, his eyelids were half-opened, and he had a thick knight's sword slung around his waist.
On the boat behind him, fishermen jumped out of the boat carrying several large boxes of food and property, and there was even a disheveled woman.
Valen Taylor rushed over unceremoniously: "Andre! What did you do again? Where did this woman come from?"
"Don't worry." Andre said with a smile, "I, Andre, am a pure man and can't do anything to force a good man to prosper. She is a poor person and came here by herself."
Revealing half of her white shoulders The blond woman smiled charmingly and winked at Warren Taylor.
Valun Taylor's forehead was throbbing with veins: "Oh, I'm a pig, I can't recognize who she is... Don't you know how dangerous we are?"
"Baby, You go to my room and wait for me." Andre's big hand slapped the woman's fat butt, and the woman screamed "Oh~" and walked towards the house.
"I asked you to investigate the whereabouts of Prince Condai, not to... do such shameless things." Valenteil looked at Andre's bohemian face and said There was a long sigh behind him. This is Andre, the second-in-command of the Hotam Saint Sun Army.
Although he is a refugee in France and a wanted criminal by the church, he is Valenteil's closest comrade-in-arms.
It can even be said that more than half of the current Saint Sun Army's survival and current scale can be attributed to the money-hungry and lustful Andre.
It was he who proposed using the name Shengsun, and it was he who led the strategy of hiding in the village community to attack the logistics.
Although he looks carefree and unreliable, in specific battles, he is quite reliable and often plays the church around.
Warren Taylor really has nothing good to do with this Andre.
"Don't worry." Andre patted Valen Taylor's shoulder hard, "I'm not doing nothing."
Valente Taylor looked around and led He walked towards the temporary wooden house outside the village.
Wisps of hot wind blew through the woods, and curls of smoke slowly rose from the reeds.
At the door of the wooden house, there were several guards wearing leather armor standing, but judging from the calluses on their hands and hairless calves, they should have just changed jobs not long ago.
After entering the hut, the two sat down, and Andre recounted the news he had heard in a concise and concise manner.
After listening to Andre's story, Valenteil touched his chin: "You mean, Prince Condai has left Feiliu Castle?"
"Yes, if If my estimate is correct, our useless prince Charles should have left Hotam County in the morning," Andre said sarcastically.
Valen Taylor then asked: "In which direction are they going specifically?"
"No need to ask, they must be going to retake the city of Gaobao." Andre He twisted his mouth and said, "If the civil war in Leia leads to the independence of Thousand Valleys, only Meliati can be the king."
"Why?"
"First of all, Meliati is a noble. She is the prince of Qianhe River Valley. It is considered a dispute within the noble world, but the method is disgraceful.
If nothing else, don't look at it. We all sing about Saint Sun every day, but those who have the ability to influence will be more inclined to Meliati.
Allowing a farmer to be a prince and a king, is it crazy?
Secondly, with the death of Duke Kush, only Meliati can be recognized by the Kingdom of France and the Kingdom of Norn
To the Norns, Meliati was one of their own.
For the French people, Meliati is the granddaughter of Grand Duke Hemaishi, and the independent territory is the territory of the Kingdom of Leia, which is double happiness.
It’s clear who they will support. "
Seeing a bit of frustration on Warren Taylor's face, Andre hurriedly comforted him and said, "Don't worry, if the Grand Duke of Hema Stone wins, the Holy Sun will indispensable have a Thousand Valley Metropolitan.
I propose to use the banner of Saint Sun, because Saint Sun is kind-hearted, and if he follows the Grand Duke, he will no longer have such a happy life. ”
"How many troops did they bring?"
"I don't know. Where can I get you the specific distribution of troops." Andre thought for a while and added, "But they left an order company in Flying Castle."
"Where is Rapid City?" Warren Taylor's starting capital was provided by Rapid City, and the "Saint Sun Expedition" in his hand came from Lady Catherine. Got.
“According to the replies from past businessmen, the two command companies that were destroyed after Gaobao City seemed to have finished their rest. At this time, they should all be attacking Anson Castle.”
Fort Anson was an important fort located upstream of Rapid City. Once it was breached, it would be possible to move down the river and capture Rapid City itself.
"Can it be defended?"
"Ansenberg is impregnable, but whether it can be defended depends on one person." Andre said without blushing, "Guard it for me, I can defend it until Charles dies of old age."< br>
Andre always called Prince Condai by his first name.
"Then do you think we can win? Can we farmers and small citizens win?"
"Let's go 50-50." Andre smiled without a hint of worry. He said, "Char's backer has fallen, and the Imperial Company cannot replace its members, so one of them will die.
He is now a rootless person, and he is unwilling to bet. The odds are too low, so he can only play at the table by himself.
The Grand Duchess leaned against the castle and rubbed slowly to see who could no longer hold back first.
We are too weak, don’t always think about quick victory, the hard-earned victory is also a victory. ”
After reporting the news, Andre couldn’t wait to sprint all the way to his house.
Leaning by the door, looking at the blood-red Nauan River, Warren Taylor’s heart I secretly prayed to the Holy Father and must hold on.
(End of this chapter)