"So that's it." Everyone else nodded, and showed a "So that's it". After all, the profession of mercenaries is synonymous with capriciousness and betrayal, having milk or mother, etc. The Valangi people saw that the situation was not good. They wanted to abandon the Greek fever and change their masters. This is also common in the mercenary industry. Especially in the Italian civil war, a large number of unconventional mercenaries could even take commissions from the two companies at the same time, and then bid on the spot before the war started. This is such a top-notch thing.

Among the people, only Duke Charlie, who had a large number of mercenaries under his command, was a little embarrassed. But it was just awkward. It was absolutely impossible to ask him to say good things to the mercenaries.

"But, when did this come to your Majesty? I don't doubt your Majesty's judgment. I'm just a little curious." French King Philip II said.

"It was last night. To be precise, it was when I went back and was doing late prayers at Sister Joan of Arc. The other party sent me to find me. It was just that it was already very late.

So I didn't bother everyone to rest," Egil replied.

"So that's it, then there's no problem." Philip II smiled embarrassedly, but didn't say anything again. Because a very important information was vaguely revealed in the words of Egil just now: the whereabouts of his assassins who had never returned.

Last night, when others had eaten and drank enough to go to bed, Philip II was repeatedly awakened by nightmares. During the day, the scenes that made him feel extremely shameful again appeared before his eyes. Philip II was surprised to find that hating someone could produce such great power. Philip II also discovered that if he did not kill Joan of Arc, he would never be able to sleep peacefully in the future.

All nightmares were only one content. The damn witch broke into his palace, took away his crown and put it on his head. Then he kicked him off his throne with one foot. Philip II fought hard. But he was no match at all. He wanted to ask for help, but found that all his courtiers, guards and all the people of France were cheering loudly for the witch. No one was willing to help him. When Philip II was helpless, the picture turned again. Philip II found his upper body

He was bound and could not move. After a closer look, he was shackled on the guillotine. The sharp beheading knife was hung on his head. "Ah!!" Philip II screamed in fear. Then he woke up and was sweating heavily. Fortunately, there were many soldiers and nobles still making noise outside. His shouting did not appear abrupt. It did not cause any bad effects. However, the Shiguard who was still guarding outside was startled. He thought he had been an assassin. He rushed in immediately and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Philip II was fine.

In this way, Philip II, who had just calmed down, could not wait for a second.

Immediately I found a few assassins to assassinate Joan of Arc.

So, the fate of those assassins was very miserable~

This is not to say that Joan of Arc has done anything to them.

Although she kept the nun's robe outside, the armor inside, and the white Sword of Shining is just a place to reach next to it, this traditional habit. Joan of Arc easily cooked these fish. But as a nun, her temper improved a lot. If she could kill people, she wouldn't do it. Therefore, she just wanted to teach these assassins a lesson. Then she let them go.

But at that time, Egil happened to be with her.

So Egil chuckled and asked Joan of Arc if he could hand over these assassins to him. Because Joan of Arc took action too quickly, he didn't even know that these assassins were here to assassinate her. Thinking about it, Egil's identity was more likely to be assassinated by the enemy. So he hesitated for a moment and agreed to Egil.

Then there was Norman's most famous spy organization, the most famous torture method, and the assassins obediently gave their master a gift in exchange for euthanasia.

After learning about this information: they were sent by King Philip of France. The target of assassination was Joan of Arc. Egil was stunned for a moment. Just as Joan of Arc thought, he also thought that these assassins were here to kill him.

Afterwards, Egil thought about it and still did not tell Joan of this. He just explained to Nemulis that he would send more elite assassins to protect Joan of Arc in secret. Although Joan of Arc was very skilled, there were too many ways to assassinate a person. He didn't have to use a knife............

Then, just now, Egil vaguely pointed out the matter. There was a threat in his tone. However, he wanted to suppress Philip II and let him give up assassinating Joan of Arc. At least he had to give him a warning so that he would no longer act rashly.

Of course, Egil's statement is very secretive. Not to mention that others don't understand it. It's just that Zhenli II Shiwan muttered a little! Did he know that I did this? Or was he just guessing?

However, no matter what, Philip II finally decided to restrain himself a little for the time being. At the same time, he also knew that with Egil protecting Joan of Arc, coupled with Joan of his own skills, it would be absolutely impossible to accomplish just a few second-rate assassins.

"Then next, we will have to wait here for three days?" asked Cardinal Heard, the representative of the Pope.

"Well" Egil nodded: "I just experienced a big battle. The soldiers must have been extremely tired. They took a few days off. Then they tried to contact the Valangi people. If they could really fulfill the agreement, it would be just right. It wouldn't matter if they didn't fulfill the agreement.

We just forced the siege to attack the city." After hearing this, everyone had nothing to say, but staying idle was not a solution. So Duke Louli yelled to go to the forest next to him to hunt. The others, except for the cardinal who is a civilian, were not easy to participate in this movement. Egil also said, "It's not very comfortable. Just do whatever you want." They also responded with a loud response. They each brought a large number of guards and knights to drive the hunting dogs and falcons to abuse wild animals in the forest.

Only Egil and Cardinal were left here. In other words, the stake-dividing conference began.

"So I won the Naples! As agreed, Naples is my territory!!" First of all, Egil slapped the table and shouted.

"That was jointly captured by the coalition forces! Our Pope also dispatched tens of thousands of troops! Therefore, the city of Naples should be subject to joint control!" Bishop Hilde shouted tit-for-tat.

"This is completely different from what we agreed to...

Also, the little soldiers in your Pope Kingdom dare not attack or fight to the death. Are there any special codes that are similar!"

"Please pay attention to your attitude, Your Majesty Egil! I am the special envoy of the Pope! And the Pope is the spokesperson of Jesus Christ on earth!"

That's about it. Although the city of Naples has not been defeated yet, the two have had great differences on the issue of Naples' future ownership. This is not a good thing.

At the same time, Narcis in the city of Naples was also busy. Unlike the coalition monarchs outside the city, they were busy with entertainment. However, Narcis was busy boosting morale, trying to cheer up the Eastern Roman soldiers who were depressed as if their parents had died.

And be involved in the subsequent battle.

However, when this guy delayed time while tidying up the battlefield and burying soldiers, he also cleared out the bodies of the Eastern Roman soldiers of various positions and causes of death, and then buried them: he also had to comfort the Eastern Roman soldiers: "It's no big deal, we will win." When such words, the credibility and effect can be imagined.

Therefore, the effect of Nalcis boosting morale can be imagined. That is, it is not effective. It will take at least one or two months to restore the combat effectiveness of this group of Eastern Roman soldiers. And even if they barely recover, they will definitely leave behind a psychological shadow. In the future, they will inevitably develop fear when fighting against the coalition forces, especially the Normans, and even lead to the failure of some battles that should not have failed.

But Narcis had no choice but to not only not restore the morale of the soldiers. Narcis didn't even know how he should resist the coalition's offensive three days later when the coalition forces came to attack the city.

So, when Harold urged him to pay the money for the second time, Narcis gritted his teeth and gave most of his savings to this group of cunning, shameless, but extremely powerful mercenaries.

After that, Harold patted his chest and told him, "I have a plan to restore my concubine's spirit and defend the city to the death." Narcis was very surprised and dared not believe that such a smart Roman man could be helpless. Why did a foreign barbarian Neng Po have a way?

"What is the plan..." Nalsis asked suspiciously, but Harold laughed and said he would know in three days.

When Harold brought his guards back to his station, the confidants asked, "Boss, are we really going to make a desperate effort to help these Greek sissies defend the city?"
Chapter completed!