Chapter 224 [Competitive Copy]

In the cavalry's statement just now, there was a keyword captured by Chen Xiaolian. ※%※%,

The fake king Harold.

In addition, I saw the Norman family's red double lion flag...

Then it is not difficult to infer the conclusion.

Chen Xiaolian had roughly said about this history before.

It should be October 1066 AD.

Before, something happened in England, the last king died of illness but had no children.

During his lifetime, the king promised two different parties that he would pass on the throne to each other.

One of them was the ancestor of Xianyin, the master of the Norman family at that time, the great nobleman with the title of duke, and William was the cousin of the dead king.

The other person is the brother-in-law of the dead king, who is the brother-in-law, whose name is Harold.

Both of these guys claim to have the power to inherit the throne.

But the king's brother-in-law, Harold, was a native of England, and was in London, so he was close to the waters and immediately inherited the throne after the king's death.

Xianyin's ancestor, the Duke of William, was more miserable to him in France, and Normandy was his territory.

William was very annoyed by his opponent's lead and he invaded England from France with his army across the sea!

And this is...

Battle of the throne!

"William? The ancestor of Xianyin?" Tire looked at the spare tire, and the spare tire remembered something: "I remember we discussed before that since the sword in the stone is preserved in the hands of the Norman family... it is very likely that the legend of King Arthur is based on William's life and deeds..."

"That's right." Chen Xiaolian nodded: "This Duke William is indeed a very powerful character, his military talents are very outstanding. He is also the first king to unify the entire England by force. So, I also guess that the later story of King Arthur was a legend created based on him."

After a pause, Chen Xiaolian said slowly: "Looking at the moment... it seems that the system's setting is to automatically assign us to the Norman family camp. In other words, our current identity should be Xianyin's ancestors and soldiers in the army under Duke William."

"So, the so-called throne battle means that we want to help William defeat Harold and seize the throne? We have to ensure that William cannot die?" Tire immediately thought of this.

"I think this is the case." Chen Xiaolian nodded.

Speaking of this, Chen Xiaolian suddenly frowned.

In this way...

This copy task seems to be too difficult.

Because... the final outcome in history was that William won a great victory. Not only did he win the war, but he also killed Harold's formation on the battlefield!

In this case, even if the three of you and the spare tires do not take action, they just stand aside and watch the show, and follow the course of history, the result will be the same.

William won the throne.

Then... this dungeon task is too difficult.

Chen Xiaolian didn't think he had the good luck that Xia Xiaolei was as stunning as he was. He could just sleep casually and get through a copy.

...

The system automatically assigned Chen Xiaolian and the other two to William's army.

William's army was divided into several parts. He himself was the Norman Legion owned by the Duke of Normandy. His two Allies, namely the Brittany Legion and the Flanders Legion, were the French lords at that time, and were favored by William to help in the war.

In addition, William also recruited a large number of mercenaries to help him fight.

Obviously, the identities assigned by Chen Xiaolian and the other two were one of the mercenaries.

The sheepskin flag on the carriage seemed to be the identity symbol of a mercenary group.

So Chen Xiaolian and the other two were not blocked when they entered the military camp in a carriage. The defenders symbolically checked their identities and carriages, and waved their hands to let go.

After inquiring along the way, I learned that the place where the mercenaries were stationed is located in the southwest corner of Muzhai.

The mercenaries were obviously mostly mobs, and the tents here were all varied and looked messy.

Chen Xiaolian walked all the way and saw some mercenary soldiers, who lifted their pants and pissed directly beside the tent.

He even saw a pot of dinner hanging next to a fire not far away.

Some soldiers brought water from the river in the distance.

This was a medieval era, and the army was far from the strict discipline of later generations.

So Chen Xiaolian could see people playing in a mess all the way, and some drunk soldiers were singing and dancing.

There were dirty soldiers fighting in the mud, and there were people betting betting next to them.

This place doesn't look like a military camp, but a vegetable market.

Most mercenaries are dressed in rags. Few people wear metal armor, most of them use leather armor. Some even wear thick cloth robes directly, but they are covered with layers of layers on their bodies.

After entering the camp for a moment, I saw several soldiers wearing uniform styles coming over.

These soldiers also had shields in their hands, which were clearly marked with the Double Lion Badge of the Norman Family. Obviously, these were regular troops of the Norman Legion.

These people came to collect food.

The mercenaries took on the work of the grain collection team, and according to their regulations, half of the food collected must be handed over to the Norman Legion.

Chen Xiaolian sighed immediately after learning the news.

This William is so cruel!

He is not the king of England now, he is considered an invader.

And he allowed these mercenaries to rob the land in England, and then the robbed goods received, the mercenaries could get half of it as their reward... and also half of it had to be paid.

This is equivalent to having his military expenditure left.

Use the property of the enemy's people to pay a portion of the military expenses.

It's simply too cunning.

In fact, what Chen Xiaolian didn't know was that William did it more ruthlessly.

The reason why he could bring such a huge army, follow him across the sea to invade England, and even pull allies from the other two legions was that he made a promise.

If he seized the throne of England, he would grant some of the land of England to these allies and nobles, just need them to be loyal to themselves and admit that they are kings.

This is equivalent to... taking the enemy's property to pay yourself the war military expenses!

These soldiers took away the only half bag of grain from Chen Xiaolian's carriage and Chen Xiaolian did not stop him.

Perhaps this obedient attitude made the other party very satisfied. The soldiers also guided Chen Xiaolian and told Chen Xiaolian where his tent was.

It was a very ragged tent, and at most it could only squeeze two people side by side. If there were three people, you could only sit down.

The fire at the door had been extinguished. There was only a pile of ashes. What made Chen Xiaolian frown the most was that there was a smell of urination here.

"The hygiene situation in the medieval army was so terrifying." As a military fan, the spare tire couldn't help but complain.

Chen Xiaolian glanced at the spare tire: "It is recorded in history that although William's army won the war, before entering London after the war, dysentery broke out in the army."

"I'm not surprised at all about this sanitary condition. They drink raw water directly." The spare tire sighed.

"This is the Middle Ages. The productivity is low." Chen Xiaolian frowned and shook his head: "You have to burn the fire when drinking boiled water. If you have to send a large number of people to cut down firewood. If you have all drunk boiled water, the firewood you use every day will need to add a huge amount of manpower and material resources. Do you think drinking boiled water can be changed by just a commander's order?"

Chen Xiaolian and others took a look at this broken tent and were no longer interested in getting into it.

They simply sat outside, and no one seemed to be close to them anyway.

Obviously, this small mercenary group of Chen Xiaolian and the other two is not very prominent here, and their location is also very remote. No one comes to compete for it, and no one will look at them more.

"Let's discuss it now."

The three of them sat around the fire. Chen Xiaolian was too lazy to go out to find firewood, so he directly removed a wooden board from the carriage, pinched it into several pieces with his bare hands, and then set the fire.

Chen Xiaolian looked at the spare tire in front of him: "Let's discuss. What should we do next."

"We don't know much about this history." Tire shook its head: "You'd better decide, you are the leader of the group, we will execute your orders... Little Face, we all believe in you."

"Yes, leader. I have long admitted that you are the real leader. I will execute whatever you say." The words of the spare tire warmed Chen Xiaolian's heart.

He remembered that when he was fighting in front of the museum, the spare tire finally jumped out of his hiding place and rushed towards himself who was in desperate situation... This guy really regarded himself as a brother who could entrust his life and death.

"Okay. Then I'll give you a brief introduction to what I know."

Chen Xiaolian pondered for a moment and said slowly: "According to what we know now, I probably speculate that we are in William's army.

The upcoming war should be William's final battle in the process of fighting for the throne.

The famous Battle of Hastings in British history.

The battle took place in October 1066.

The two sides of the war were William and Harold.

The troops on both sides are about 6,000 to 8,000, which can be said to be equal.

The place of war…this place should be called Hastings.

The result of the battle was that Harold died in battle, William won, and laid the greatest foundation for seizing the throne.
To be continued...