European Emperor Cultivation System

Chapter 48
Dawn, Honfleur

"The salted fish you make is so delicious."

In Li Peijun's sleep, he kept thinking about the words Catherine said when she looked back for a moment. The moonlight was reflected on her golden curly hair, and her cheeks loomed in sight. These words were gently revealed between her lips. The appearance is haunting.

"Bruno, wake up."

Li Peijun felt as if someone touched him, but he ignored him, turned his body on his side and continued to sleep.

"Wake up."

Bernard pressed Li Peijun's body with one hand, and pulled out the pillow from Li Peijun's arms with the other and put it back to its original position.

"You bastard, it's fine to report a pillow when you sleep, and you're still cuddling tightly, and your saliva is dripping on it."

Bernard had nothing to do with him, so he got up first, Li Peijun was messed up like this, and he woke up from his sleep in a daze.

Li Peijun squinted his eyes toward the lighted window, and it seemed that he couldn't feel the bright light, which was no different from the night.

"What are you doing, it's not dawn yet."

Li Peijun complained softly twice, turned sideways, buried his head under the quilt and continued to sleep. Bernard looked at the sleepy guy and didn't want to say anything, so he just left the door first.

"Before doing business, of course, drink some wine."

Bernard brought back some grain wine from downstairs. The brewing process in Honfleur is slightly saltier than the wine in Rouen, but Bernard doesn't care. , just enjoying it to the fullest.

"Bruno, wake up."

After finishing his drink, Bernard blew in front of Li Peijun with a mouth full of alcohol, which could be regarded as waking Li Peijun up.

"What are you doing again, it's easy to suffocate." Li Peijun quickly got up and pinched his nose, and also raised his middle finger incidentally.

"I'm sleepy, let me catch my breath." Li Peijun got up, first hammered his back with his hands, and then put his hands on his hips to relax his muscles and bones. After all, he used to not sleep until noon and didn't get up for lunch, but now he People get up even before the sun is seen.

Seeing that Li Peijun had finally come to his senses, Bernard went to knock on the doors of the other two rooms. Tiddell and Cohen were almost awake, and Catherine was still a little listless, but compared to Sleepy Li Peijun is much better.

"Let's go now." Li Peijun yawned, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and went downstairs to lead his horse towards the gate of the city.

The half-asleep Li Peijun almost fell off the horse when he straddled the horse. Fortunately, he woke up suddenly at the last moment, clamped the horse's belly, and got on the horse again. I stared wide open for a few times, not daring to fall asleep anymore.

"Mr. Witte, good morning." Li Peijun saw Lord Witte at the city gate and greeted him warmly.

Witte also responded enthusiastically, "Your Excellency Bruno, where are you going?"

"Go and support the Duke in fighting the rebels."

"That's a pity, I hope you can stay and help us fight against pirates." Werther expressed his regret.

Li Peijun couldn't deny it, "Let's see each other by fate."

With a smile on his face, Witte called to the soldiers guarding the city to lower the city gate, and watched Li Peijun and others go away.

"Your Excellency Bruno, see you when you have time." Werther shouted into the distance.

Rouen, Fortress of Casada
"My lord, are you comfortable resting?"

Richard had already packed his clothes and walked out of the bedroom, while Scott was already waiting in the conference hall.

"The taste is not bad, with a bit of charm, the old bones are almost too much to eat."

The Duke licked his lower lip, showing a satisfied smile.

"According to the local plan, an attack can be organized before dawn, and we have received news from various strongholds, and we can respond soon."

Scott spread the principality distribution map in front of Richard, and kept pointing at various marking points.

"In addition to the original troops, the lords of these nearby fortresses will also support them."

"Very well, Scott, well done." Normandy couldn't help applauding.

"Wait for the final battle. This Edward's butt is still hot, let him prepare to try the taste of the dungeon."

Scott still had some doubts, "Now, should we attack the city of Rouen or the palace."

The Duke was also entangled in this question, frowning and lost in thought.

"You lead some people to fight Rouen, and the rest of the troops follow me to fight the palace."

Duke Richard's eyes widened with anger, he clenched his fist and slammed the table, vowing that Edward would die without a burial.

Rouen, the Palace of Normandy
"My lord, last night's action was in vain, what is the plan now." Roland seemed to have not had a good rest last night, and his expression was a little haggard.

Edward flipped through the files in the city, and asked Brandt for some information.

"When will the reinforcements from Compiègne arrive?" Edward asked Count Roland again after he understood it clearly.

"It will probably arrive this morning, but most of them are infantry." Roland told Edward everything about the situation.

Edward bowed his body, buried his head between his hands, "withdraw all the cavalry from Rouen, and draw some of the supporting infantry to supplement them, and defend the palace with all our strength."

"Huh? So what if Rouen is attacked before the reinforcements arrive." Both Roland and Brandt had the same doubts.

"Don't worry about it. If it fell before then, we should defend this place with all our strength. It is impossible for them to surround the palace for a long time."

"Also remember, those disobedient Sirs of Sally will continue to be stationed in Rouen, don't call them back."

Edward got up, pulled the corner of the tablecloth from the table and wiped his shiny silver armor.

"The duke is much calmer than I imagined. He probably gathered a lot of nearby nobles to attack together today."

"Then what should we do?" Roland panicked.

"Don't worry, the castle in the palace is very strong. Even if it is a siege weapon, it can't be defeated in ten days and half a month. There are enough food, weapons and personnel in the city. This is a war of attrition, and the gang of nobles are not Stupid, I won't follow him to consume myself all the time."

"If I really can't hold on, I will withdraw to Compiègne and start over. My life can last another ten years."

"It's impossible for me to fail. Everything about Richard will eventually be a thing of the past."

Edward's eloquent response dispelled Roland and Brandt's worries.

"Everything is ready, and we are at the command of the Duke." Both Roland and Brandt hurriedly performed a homage salute to show their loyalty.

"Very well, that old man should be eager to tear me to pieces the first time he sees me. I just want to be angry with him." Edward didn't like this guy who only knew how to talk with his fists.

On the other side, a lowland near Rouen

"Everything is ready, and all are at the Duke's command." The nearby lords who received the news and rushed over all swore their loyalty to Duke Richard.

"Scott, it's up to you." The Duke encouraged the underachievers as always.

"Army attack."

(End of this chapter)