'It seems that I have to find a way." Gregory VII sighed secretly in his heart while laughing with the Archbishops beside him.

On the other side of Hui, the Norman Emperor Egil's response strategy was as follows: On the territory of the former Republic of Genoa and the current Principality of Milan, south of the Alps, commanding the Milan army organized with great effort, and the Duke of Francisco, who had more than 7,000 Northern Italian mercenaries, when this guy was distressed by the absurd order of the pope to climb the Alps in winter, unexpected people appeared in his barracks.

It was November 22. Francisco received the order from the Holy See, asking him to cross the Alps despite the severe winter cold. The Duke of Milan muttered: 'Is that guy crazy? The door can enter the Alps in this season, even if he can cross it. What can he do if he can pass it over because of the severe winter cold. Then he was killed by the emperor. After all, the door is just a priest, and he doesn't understand the war at all..."

‘That’s true.” This sound came from Francesco.

'Whose door! Who is there?'" The Duke of Milan is a mercenary leader. Although his skills are not top-notch, he is not bad. However, it is such a person who is close to him. The Duke's heart suddenly jumped, then he suddenly leaned back and rolled on the ground. Si Shi grabbed the sword next to the bed and shouted to the corner where the voice appeared.

'No, please don't be too nervous. I have no malice. Please don't call your guard over, because this will be troublesome." Opposite, from the Yinyi where the light cannot be exposed, a man wearing dark brown clothes, lowered his head, and covered half of his face with a hood appeared. He first bowed to Duke Francesco, then spread his hands to show that he had no malice.

‘Show your identity quickly! I won’t believe in a person who hides his head and doesn’t even dare to show his face.” Although he made such a gesture, Francisco still maintained a vigilant attitude. Si Shi was ready to shout loudly at any time, let the guards who were loyal to him who were guarding outside the camp come in and catch this mysterious guy.

‘Ah, that’s it, it’s not a big deal anyway.” The man’s mouth curled up, smiled, and then stretched out his hand, and took off his hood as Francesco stared at the Si. He showed an ordinary face: ‘The appearance of the lower part is very ordinary, or disappointed the Duke. As compensation, I think my identity will interest you. The lower part is the Norman Empire, the sacred, supreme, Messiah and Emperor of all mankind, and the messenger of the Lord Egil.” After saying that, the man who claimed to be a messenger took out a heraldry ring imitating Egil from his close-fitting pocket. He showed it to Francesco as evidence.

'It's true." The cunning Francisco had already thought of it before this. At this time, the person who came to find him was either his enemy, his killer sent by his competitors, or his current enemy, Emperor Norman. The mercenaries, merchants, and the enemies of the nobles who were not allowed to attack him several times before. He knew that their subordinates had absolutely no such elite, and they could not speak out without any alarm, and touch the masters around him. Then, the most likely one was the subordinates of Emperor Egil, the terrifying spy force.

‘Hmph…, the enemy country is not expected to be divided on the battlefield, but he sends people to the dark night. If he is not an assassin, what kind of door can it be!” At this moment, Francesco was already cheering in his heart for God’s appearance, and he calculated all the price of his rebellion against the Holy See, and the chips in his hand. However, this guy still said this day.

'You are really..." Seeing that Lan Huo was so stubborn. He had already passed the intelligence system to analyze the other party's personality clearly and was amused and crying. He wanted to sting him a few words, but he was worried that he would anger the guy and not be able to complete his mission. So he had to continue to smile: 'Look, Lord Duke, when you just complained about the Roman Catholic Church, I could hear it clearly from the side."

"Francisco's old face turned red. Then he said toughly: 'Even if this is the case, how can he work hard and fight desperately. Even if he fails in the end, he can still be ashamed of his heart and protect his glory. This is much better than a shameful surrender to the enemy!"

When Norman spys almost laughed when he heard Francesco say such words. Although he tried his best to hold it in, his disapproval still made Francesco feel that he was insulted.

However, before Francisco expressed his dissatisfaction, the subordinate of Egil, who was particularly skilled and sharp-mouthed, spoke up: 'It is the knight's way of death in battle for glory. But I am forbidden. You were a mercenary before, and then became a merchant. Although you have the title of duke, this is just your disguise. You are still a mercenary and a merchant in your bones. No matter which of these two professions, you will not value any honor."

'Are you mocking me?' Francisco pretended to be angry. Si Shi thought to arrest this guy first and shut him down for two days to eliminate his spirits. The Duke of the Gu looked angry and prepared, waiting for the other party to say something wrong, so he drew his sword and called Si Shi to do it.

‘No, no, no, it’s not the case at all.” However, the next sentence from the Norman messenger made Francesco laugh.

'Precisely because of your excellence, because you are an excellent merchant and mercenary. Therefore, it is natural that a big man like you will not be bound by so-called glory and loyalty. What merchants pursue is the greatest benefit. As an excellent merchant, you will naturally not know this. I feel that since you have anticipated the failure of the Roman Catholic Church, you will naturally defect to the empire without hesitation. What I am right? Francescos Forza of Milan

Your door" "I have a premonition, I want to be angry today." Qiu Shaoyun, who was lying on the grass, said. "I also have a premonition, I was shot while lying down." Huang Jiguang, who was crawling forward, said. "I have a premonition, I want a bunker." Dong Cunrui said while charging forward. "I have a premonition, I want to kneel down." Qin Hui murmured to himself. "I think you all black all the time!" Lord Bao laughed. "I think I want a eunuch..." Sima Qian quietly shed tears. "You wait

I'll eat a bowl of Rexiang..." Mao Anying picked up the pot silently. Meng Jiangnu touched her tears, "You don't wait for my husband to come back after moving the bricks." "You guys, you're so young, wait for me to take a plane!" As she said that, Kim Jong-il picked up a stone from the ground, hiding his merits and fame. "The child is about to be born! Why don't there be any pliers?" Dr. Bethune, who delivered the female soldier in the Anti-Japanese battlefield, was sweating profusely, and his assistant Liu Ming was also very tricky, "By the way! Use pliers! Liu Ming!" "Dayu! Hurry up

Click to go home! I haven't been back for three years! You like to be a father!" When I got home, Dayu saw the newly born fat son crying loudly in his arms, and shed tears happily. The British philosopher and his wife were fighting fiercely in bed, "No, I'm going to x" Mr. Bacon looked embarrassed, "Ba!" Mrs. Bacon slapped in the face, "You won't change your posture!" After changing his posture, Bacon was still brave. After the end, Bacon lit a cigarette and sighed. "Position is strength!"
Chapter completed!