European Emperor Cultivation System

Chapter 142
"Your Excellency, I didn't expect your manor to be full of vitality. It doesn't look like it was just looted at all." In Nathan's impression, the looting must leave a mess, but the manor is thriving, as if from Has not been disturbed by the flames of war.

Li Peijun was surprised at first. He knew that he was pretending to be dilapidated at the beginning. He guessed that the tone was not like a question, but a bit more teasing, so he responded: "Thanks to the Earl's meritorious service, the development of the manor has been good. , The enemy did not find the materials we hid, but just walked through the scene in a hurry."

"Hey, it's just that this woman has been kidnapped a lot by the other party. You can see that she is almost all old men." Li Peijun confides in tears, and Nathan also expresses deep sympathy for this.

Nathan encouraged: "It's okay. When the cavalry breaks down the city wall of Hafleur, there will be as many women as you want."

The army was already exhausted, and Nathan didn't think about preemptive strikes. According to the Earl's order, he only needed to wait here for the follow-up troops to join him.

In order to make the best use of every skill, Li Peijun did not rush to scan the enemy with battlefield insight, but tried to speak out of Nathan's mouth.

"Your Majesty, this army is majestic and majestic, but it seems that there are a little less people. Is the Earl divided into two groups?" With a few temptations in his words, Li Peijun asked pleasantly.

Nathan looked bitter, and quickly waved his hands and said: "You are newly appointed, and the fief is on the border. It's normal that you don't know what's going on in the city. Your lord Earl has been worrying about taxation work, and even the head of the vanguard The money was only collected today, except for the 450 iron cavalry, the others are all subordinates with no fighting power, eh."

This was exactly in Li Peijun's arms, and he hurriedly expressed his loyalty, "I am willing to share the worries of the Earl."

Nathan is also convinced of this, "Your supply work this time has a long way to go. Although these thousands of people are only stationed for a few days, they can eat you into debt. It's not just the great lord Exclusive."

Li Peijun said disapprovingly: "For the expedition, logistics and supplies are naturally indispensable. You are also tired. Let's take a rest first, and I will order someone to prepare some food and wine."

"Then thank you, Your Excellency." Nathan thanked.

If he had known in advance that it would be so smooth, Li Peijun would have poisoned the food without using a knife. Right now, he had no choice but to treat him with good wine and meat, and he estimated that he would wait until after dark to act.

"Your Excellency, the wine and meat here are really good. I have never eaten such a fine meal in Caen." Nathan was very satisfied, and he ate the meat with big mouthfuls, and then swallowed the wine. Repeatedly amazed. "Good wine paired with good meat is wonderful."

Li Peijun chuckled, and said a few casual words in agreement. Compared with Harfleur's special offerings, what Nathan and the others ate were nothing more than ordinary air-dried meat and fruit wine. Ordinary dishes add a touch of unusual flavor.

While drinking and chatting, Li Peijun kept trying to get the other party's information, flattering while toasting, "How is the situation with the Earl, what should we do next."

Nathan, who was drunk, obviously regarded Li Peijun as his own, without any precautions, he directly revealed the plan, "I don't know how many people will be able to gather in the end, I think it will be 3000 at most, but this small As for Hafleur, is it laborious? I don’t understand either.”

Grief flashed in his eyes, and Nathan drank the fruit wine in the cup, "In my opinion, six hundred cavalry is enough to sweep away, anyway, it's just a round of robbery, with such a large-scale dispatch, it really counts It’s a little bit outweighed by the loss, there are loud voices of opposition in the city, just because I’m afraid that this time I won’t be able to do what I want, and instead I’ll stumble.”

After a sneer, Nathan felt relieved, "Hey, Mr. Earl, you must not make any mistakes, or my good days will be over."

Li Peijun on the side immediately comforted me: "It's okay, it will definitely be successful, please stay in my mansion tonight, everyone, everyone, let me flourish."

Anyway, it's not my own residence, and it doesn't matter if I let anyone live in it. Thinking of the body odor on the owner's clothes, I think the bed is not very clean, so I might as well sleep in the church.

On the other hand, the mansion is not big in the first place, and the number of people it can accommodate is also limited. The ones that can be assigned tonight are also prominent nobles. This move is tantamount to screening for myself in advance, so that I can concentrate on processing.

Seeing Nathan's refusal, Li Peijun was still relentless, "There is only so much I can do for the earl, I hope that Caen's army can defeat the enemy as soon as possible, welcome back our faith, and let God shine again A new bright light."

Hearing the praise, Nathan became elated again, and agreed, "It is really the Earl's great fortune to have such a loyal vassal like you in Caen. If everyone can do their best like you, don't say Harfleur, even the duke..."

Under the influence of alcohol, the half-drunk Nathan started to talk nonsense. Fortunately, the emperor is far away now, and the powerful nobles are no different from the emperor. Li Peijun just reminded him symbolically, and did not deliberately Blocking, it is still up to him to vent wantonly.

Medieval aristocratic wars are not like modern wars. Wars are often just a large-scale frontal battle, not a persistent war of comprehensive national power consumption. After hearing about Caen’s poor financial situation, Li Peijun suddenly developed the desire to fight a protracted war idea.

If he chooses to go this way, it will be a lose-lose result. It is obviously not cost-effective for the newborn Hafleur. Now that the situation is developing in a direction that is beneficial to him, Li Peijun is not in a hurry to fight a protracted guerrilla war.

The nobles held evening prayers as usual. The pretended young monk did not lose his composure at all, and presided over the whole ceremony calmly. Under Li Peijun's instruction, he recited blessings and eulogized the bravery and fearlessness of the soldiers. The melody resounded throughout the church, and everyone was bathed in the baptism of the holy light.

"Your Excellency, may God be with you." After finishing the prayer, the refreshed Nathan exhaled alcohol and waved to Li Peijun. And the low-ranking knights leaned against the manor and set up a simple tent to sleep.

The bright moon hangs solemnly high in the star-studded night sky. As the snoring gradually rises, the manor returns to its former silence. The solemn killing intent surges in this ordinary night. Hidden in the shadows, gathered in an inner room of the church.

"What's the next step, do you want to do it?" A figure approached the meeting table, and the voice of the inquiry was deliberately suppressed a lot.

"Of course, isn't that what our goal is?" Li Peijun looked around at the audience and nodded firmly.

　No recommendation next week, another week of stand-alone TAT
　　


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