Chapter 135 Two Little Cocks
As soon as the atmosphere in the tent dropped to freezing point, King John Henry III put down his wine glass and looked coldly at Henry VII in front of him. He clearly remembered that if it weren't for this guy who led the Templars in front of him, he would not have lost the opportunity to become the leader of the entire army. And this time, it was definitely different from the previous Crusades. This time it was to expel demons from the East. If it were successful, the reputation brought by this incident would be very, very high.
Henry III also stared at the same time. He did not expect to see King Henry III of John in the tent of Count Artowa. He also had no good feelings for him. Because when he did not understand the power of his opponent, he was eager to be the commander of the entire army, which was really a silly statement.
King Henry III of John was actually not smart. Otherwise, in the future, Simon De Mondford and the Fifteenth Baron would not have been forced to sign the future Oxford Ordinance, and therefore had a civil war with the army led by Simon De Mondford and was defeated in the civil war. If it weren't for his son Edward's Public Relations Department later escaped and reorganized the army loyal to the king, he would have defeated Simon De Mondford.
Seeing that the two looked like roosters, Earl Atuva, the very coordinator, immediately snapped his fingers. His servant appeared beside him when he heard the sound. Did you see that? Another distinguished guest came to get a few more bottles of good wine!
When the servant brought out a few more bottles of beautifully printed wine, Earl Atouva smiled awkwardly to dilute the smell of gunpowder between the "two little roosters". Read the full text of Song Qi Persian Gulf
"Ah...uh... this is wine from those devils. No matter what they believe, their wine is really good. Song Qi Persian Gulf full text reads so... Please sit down with me together, and I'll tell you something you don't know!"
It was not until this time that Henry King John III and Henry VII looked at each other with a warning, then sat down, reached out to take the fine wine that Earl Artuva had already poured into the crystal wine glass. Of course, his eyes were all looking at Earl Artuva, and they wanted to hear what he would say that they didn't know. All chapters of the Persian Gulf of Song Qi
"You two, I'm afraid you don't understand that the battle in front of you is not easy to win. We are not retained in the early stages of the battle, and if the three of us are not united, then I can be sure that we will all be in big trouble!"
Henry VII understood the words of Count Artowa because he had seen the power of Zhao Fubo's army with his own eyes. If all chapters of the Song Qi Persian Gulf were as they had mastered in advance, if the city of Turin was defended by Zhao Fubo's subordinates and the Holy Roman Emperor Frederick II at this moment, it would definitely be a battle of corpses everywhere. The novel rankings may not be able to win even after paying a huge price.
The only advantage is that because there are plains near Turin City and there are enough Popes. Then they can be surrounded and surrendered by the method of losing food. The complete novel rankings is even in his mind. This is the only way. Because facing such a fierce firepower, it is definitely not easy to climb to their city walls. It is expected that corpses are everywhere.
"Hmph, a pagan..."
The Earl of Artowa had not spoken yet, and Henry VII had already expressed his dissatisfaction with the following words.
"A pagan can defeat hundreds of thousands of Crusaders with only a few thousand soldiers. Your Majesty, you only have tens of thousands of troops under your command. Do you think you can defeat him by yourself?"
“Bao…!”
King Henry III of John slapped the table, and his hand was pressed on the hilt of the sword, thinking that if Henry VII provoked again, he would kill him regardless of his relationship with the Pope. In response to his reaction, Henry VII picked up the cup like a challenge and took a sip of the wine in the cup. At the same time, his hand was placed on the hilt of the sword. Even if he fought, he would not be afraid of an old man.
"Your Majesty, this is absolutely true. Just think about why my brother did not return to France after returning from Arabia, but followed the pagan, and I think you should understand that it was a terrible guy. Speaking of which, you have to thank Henry. If it weren't for him, I'm afraid you would cause your army to suffer a serious loss at the first time!"
These words calmed down King Henry III of John, and he carefully recalled everything that Count Artowa told him. When he calmed down, he also understood in his heart that if he led the entire army in the face of such a powerful enemy, then the English army would definitely become the main force. Although King Henry III of John was not smart, he was definitely not a fool. After understanding the situation, he could still treat what was happening rationally.
"I understand what you mean, but I hope we can discuss these things in advance. If we hadn't sat together and drank, I was already wondering whether we were still working together!"
Although they admitted in their heart that they were right, apologizing was not the right way. As a king, he had to make some mistakes and make some mistakes. Earl Artowa and Henry III both picked up the cups. The crystal wine glasses in their hands clinked together and made a soft sound.
"Of course, your majesty, of course we are all working together!"
When Earl Artowa said this, his face was full of smiles. He and Henry VII did not expect that the English army would suffer too much damage at this moment, after all, he was still needed after the war. As for himself, he was carrying all kinds of cavalry. I believe that if this cavalry would not climb the city wall, Henry VII brought the Knights Templar, so naturally he didn't have to worry.
The only problem is that if they rely solely on the power of the two of them when distributing their interests in the future, they would be a little weak. This is the reason why the two of them joined forces to stop King Henry III of John from consuming all their subordinates in the struggle in order to gain command.
Since he was talking, Henry VII no longer targeted King Henry III of John, but instead told him about his defeat in Palermo.
"... Before the attack, everything was done in a normal manner. But when the charge began, our cavalry could not touch the defensive formations they made of great powers. Most of them were fired by him halfway, and those things that would turn into fireballs were lifted away. It was lifted away. My Majesty, do you understand? Such a fireball could lift a heavy-armored knight into the air!"
Listening to Henry VII's vivid narrative, King John Henry III completely believed in their description of the power of Zhao Fubo's weapons. At this time, his heart was filled with a sense of luck, and he thought it would be better not to command the entire army!
Chapter completed!