Outside the camp on this plain, sharp wooden stakes are connected into fence walls. This is a relatively simple wooden village. The village wall is only about one person high, and the sharp wooden stakes buried on the ground have become the best defensive weapon outside the village wall.

Chen Xiaolian and his three-person carriage drove all the way. Before they could reach the gate of the village, a team of cavalry rushed towards him.

Chen Xiaolian noticed that these cavalry were wearing light breastplates, and the leading cavalry was carrying a bright red double lion flag on the tip of the spear in their hands.

Chen Xiaolian's eyes immediately changed!

The red double lion flag... Chen Xiaolian has seen this flag. And...

Just when I went to Miaoyan for dinner, I saw it in an oil painting in the countess's mansion.

He remembered that oil painting...the painting was the ancestor of the Countess, William I, the founding king who conquered England and founded the Norman dynasty.

The Norman family flag?

Chen Xiaolian's expression became strange.

The outfits of the three people who contacted him and the tire spare tire were automatically transformed into their current appearance by the system, and... the Land Rover SUV also turned into a carriage.

So……

In addition, I have now seen a huge military camp in the era of cold weapons, and the Norman family flag in front of me.

There are also instructions when the system releases the copy task...

Battle of the throne!

"So that's the case? You're having a lot of fun now." Chen Xiaolian touched his nose and smiled bitterly.

The cavalry rushed to the carriage, but they did not show hostility.

Chen Xiaolian immediately pulled the reins and stopped the carriage.

The leading cavalry sat on the horse's back and looked at Chen Xiaolian and the other two. His eyes swept over Chen Xiaolian and the other three's outfits, and then glanced at a tattered flag hanging next to the carriage.

Okay, let's just count it as a flag. Chen Xiaolian's opinion seems to be just a piece of broken sheepskin hanging on the wooden pole of a carriage, and it was painted like a ghostly talisman on it and it was a messy pattern that I couldn't understand.

"Are you from the mercenary grain collection team?" The cavalry's helmet was pressed down very low, just covering his eyebrows, and his face looked fierce. He grinned and showed a yellow teeth. It was obvious that there was one missing in the front teeth: "What good thing is found?"

He leaned out his spear without hesitation and picked it up on a piece of linen behind the carriage.

Chen Xiaolian unexpectedly discovered that behind his carriage there was half a bag of cereal under the linen, and there was actually a leg of lamb.

"It seems you have a good harvest, boys." The cavalry was obviously a leader or something, "but there were a little bit of stuff. At most, it was only enough for a team of people to eat two meals."

Chen said, he just looked at this guy carefully.

"Why, is the standard for recruiting mercenaries so low now?" The guy suddenly saw the spare tire. Especially when he saw that the spare tire was missing an arm, he said unhappy: "Why are even recruiting guys with only one hand? It's so damn!"

"This knight master." Chen Xiaolian immediately leaned forward and sat in front of the spare tire, with one hand on the back, gently shook his hand at the spare tire, and tried to speak to the cavalry leader in a polite tone: "Although he only has one arm, it is also useful."

"Hahaha! I'm not a knight master." The cavalry leader was obviously happy because he was called a knight, but he quickly shook his head and said, "What a country bumpkin. I'm a cavalry of the Norman Legion. Not a knight! Where are you from? Do you think the person riding a horse is the knight master? The knight master will not wear leather armor like us."

When he was happy, he seemed to have forgotten that the spare tire had only one arm.

"Okay, you guys go back to the camp quickly!" The guy waved his hand: "The grain collection team has almost come back. But it seems that the harvest is not very good. It seems that you will have to go to more places tomorrow."

Chen Xiaolian's heart moved. Seeing that the cavalry were about to leave, he suddenly spoke again: "Master, please wait."

"Hmm?" The cavalry leader glanced at Chen Xiaolian.

Chen Xiaolian immediately pulled up the cloth on the carriage, grabbed the lamb leg from above, then leaned over and hung it on the saddle of the cavalry, trying to say with a humble smile and tone: "Can you ask you something?"

The cavalry leader glanced at the legs of lamb on his saddle, and the fierce expression on his face turned into a satisfied smile: "What do you want to know? A country bumpkin?"

"When will this... officially start?" Chen Xiaolian tried to ask a very vague question, and then added: "You know. We mercenaries are all trying to get some benefits."

"Greedy guy." The knight leader glared at Chen Xiaolian and cursed: "You mercenaries are all a group of greedy vampires. Madmen who want money but don't live."

However, although he cursed a few words, he still told some of the situation.

"You are lucky and met me. My brother was in the Duke's personal guard and he told me a news. The courageous he was urgently summoning the army, and the nobles who were loyal to him, and the free people were gathering in London, and they would probably come soon to go to war with us... But this was the news from two days ago, and I don't know when they will come, maybe tomorrow, maybe a few days later, only God will know."

Speaking of this, the cavalry leader looked at Chen Xiaolian, probably because he felt that the value of the information he revealed was enough to match a leg of lamb. Then he shouted and took the cavalry behind him to leave quickly.

Chen Xiaolian touched his chin and looked at the figures of the cavalry in the distance, and was slightly ecstatic.

The tire spare tire has fought side by side with Chen Xiaolian many times. I have known his nature for a long time and knew that there must be a reason for Chen Xiaolian's intentional weakness just now, so I kept silent.

At this moment, Tire asked, "How is it? Have you asked anything?"

Chen Xiaolian nodded with a serious look: "I think...it's probably certain."

He exhaled a long sigh: "Brothers, we... should have been thrown back by the system a thousand years ago. If my guesses, plus the cavalry told us just now, and these news are combined, I can probably be sure of one thing: we are about to face the founding battle of the Normandy dynasty in England!
Chapter completed!