European Emperor Cultivation System

Chapter 42 Attack
"I said Bruno, the situation is urgent now, why did you take a special detour to Rouen." Bernard looked at Li Peijun who was looking around, and couldn't help complaining.

The five people riding horses in the crowd looked a bit dazzling. The news of Edward's capture of the castle spread in the city one after another. In the morning, the number of people in the Rouen neighborhood was also much less. Can't get out.

Of course, Li Peijun couldn't tell them that he made a special detour because the system gave him the task of exploring Rouen, but he just found some reasons to deal with it.

"No way, we just came here to investigate the enemy's situation, and then fill our stomachs, so that we will have the strength to fight when we are full." Li Peijun has been justifying himself, and everyone has been dubiously fooled.

Apart from the three common people, Catherine should be the one I see the least, but isn't it normal for a noble lady to see less often?Why can't I keep thinking about this shit.

Li Peijun began to look around again, not knowing when the sound of the task completion would be heard, and he caught sight of Catherine's side face without knowing it. Unlike the delicate and petite noble women in his impression, Catherine's body can only see perseverance and courage. The proficient horse riding skills are also comparable to Cohen's level. It seems that being a knight is more than just a word on her lips.

As if Catherine noticed that she was looking at her again, Li Peijun suddenly turned his head to the side again, his cheeks were still a little red, "Li Peijun, what are you thinking about?" Suppressed his restless heart.

"The task is completed, gaining physical strength +2, intelligence +2, and skill points +3." The mechanical voice came to mind as expected, and Li Peijun noticed that every time the system gave instructions, it was a boring mechanical voice, but it was no big deal, after all is the system under test.

"Level up to navigation." Li Peijun said softly alone, for fear that the partners around him would hear him and think that he was under some evil spirit again.

"Skills upgraded successfully, current navigation lv1."

"Everyone, the situation at the scene has been investigated. It seems that the city of Rouen has not completely fallen. At least it will take some time for people to surrender. We will go to Honfleur immediately to help the Duke defeat the pirates, and then lead the troops to kill them back. Edward's lair."

Li Peijun snapped his fingers and started heading towards his destination.

Morning, Honfleur, Château de Mesne
"My lord, it's not good, the pirates have appeared again." The orderly at the outpost ran back in a panic, reporting the emergency without even caring about the etiquette.

Megne walked out in small steps. In the English Channel in April, the early morning mist of the harbor had not yet faded, and she could faintly see a black shadow of a ship in the sea fog, slowly approaching the shore.

"Damn it, call Conte and Werther over." Meine hurriedly ordered someone to pass on the message, while he paced back and forth on the city wall.

Relying on their own sea and land strength alone, the pirates are still somewhat sure if they dare to confront the tough. The bad thing is that others just keep guerrilla harassment. The merchant ships and warships in China were left far behind due to their bulkiness, which has always been a headache for Mene.

"My lord, Conte and Werther have arrived." Meine hurried over to help, and quickly discussed the countermeasures with the two.

"It's okay, my lord, everything is on me, and I will definitely complete this important mission successfully." Conte is still as confident as ever.

His Excellency Werther on the side was a little worried, "I'd better go and evacuate the vendors, and gather the people who are at hand by the way."

Conte put his hands on Werther's chest, signaling him not to do so.

"Since we want peace talks, we have to show sincerity. Don't worry, I will definitely complete the task." A wave of honeyed confidence filled Conte's mind.

Witt spread his hands, feeling a little nerve-wracking, "The merchants still have to evacuate, as for the troops, I'll just tell them to hide."

Meine put both hands on the shoulders of the two, and nodded in relief, "That's all up to you."

"By the way, let's talk about the bottom line of our peace talks. There should always be a limit." Although Conte is not proficient in negotiations, he still has a little common sense.

Viscount Meine thought for a while, and there were a few wrinkles on his forehead, and finally he stretched out two fingers.

"The merchant tax burden for two months is about a thousand soles. This is my bottom line."

Conte understood what he meant, so he saluted and resigned, and Werther followed to make arrangements to prevent accidents.

"Mr. Conte, please stay." Witt called to Conte. The two had been good friends since childhood. Unlike Conte's self-confidence and liveliness, Witt was an introverted and calm guy since childhood.

"What?" Conte stopped and turned around.

"How do you plan to negotiate with those pirates?" Werther was a little puzzled, after all, he didn't usually see that Conte had an excellent speech talent.

Conte walked over and patted Werther on the shoulder, and then continued to take Werther on a short journey together.

"It's nothing. Pirates are usually just asking for money. In fact, I think it's the same for everyone. The most important thing is mentality and confidence. After all, the people you deal with are pirates who do all kinds of evil. Most people would be scared out of their wits." Yes." Conte subconsciously looked at Witt's side, and then spoke on his own.

"Kante, I hope you don't do anything outrageous. It's good to be close to things like money. Don't lose your life because of it." Witt was still a little worried, so he interrupted this guy, Kangte. Talk to yourself.

Conte turned his head, gave Werther a meaningful look, then turned back and continued to take small steps.

"It's okay, I'll come back alive, and maybe I'll get a lot of rewards when the time comes." Conte was not nervous at all at this time, and the expression on his face was completely relaxed.

Werther looked at him like this, and didn't know what to say in his heart.

"I'm going to do things first, and you should be careful." The two came to a fork in the road, and each went their own way.

The mist gradually dissipated under the driving of the sun, and dozens of light sails were gradually exposed to the view, slowly approaching the coast. The people on the coast had already fled after hearing the wind, and took away everything they could take away, leaving only empty space. houses.

Sir Conte kept shouting to the ships by the sea, and kept sending signals, which were information that only people on the water could understand.

"Is your chief there? I represent Normandy and would like to speak to him."

(End of this chapter)