After some exchanges, Zhan Qingyue knew that the person opposite was the management of this group of soldiers, what they called the generals and marshals.
Those few people chattered some test words.
Zhan Qingyue only fought five or six people in a team, and Han Yiyun, who was standing next to her, was dumbfounded.
While several generals were discussing, Han Yiyun secretly approached Zhan Qingyue's ear and said, "Yueyue, what were you talking about just now? It scared me to death. I'm worried that they will be detrimental to you."
Zhan Qingyue shook her head with a smile.
"Brother Han, the place we come to is called the Kingdom of Fas. They said this. I happened to have learned it before. These generals were torture and testing me just now. I completed it successfully. Just wait, I will see you soon. Up to their top.”
Han Yiyun naturally understood what time he was referring to before, and he looked at the little woman next to him with bright eyes.
We all agreed that we would protect him in the future, why did he protect me again?
Han Yiyun chuckled twice, with little stars in his eyes, and his admiration for the little woman in front of him became even more profound.
as expected.
After the generals on the opposite side finished their discussion, they slapped Zhan Qingyue for a while and took the two of them away.
After leaving the front line, they boarded a very simple carriage.
The carriage had only one bare board.
The two of them sat on the board and cuddled together, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. I'm afraid this place's national power is not that strong.
Soon we arrived at a splendid mansion.
A general who seemed to be able to speak well led the two of them into the mansion.
The general cheered again, and Zhan Qingyue quickly nodded in agreement.
When the general turned around, Zhan Qingyue whispered in Han Yiyun's ear: "Brother Han, this is De Boer's mansion. De Boer is a prince of Fas. Come in later." After that, we little stars shouldn’t listen and let’s see what they want to do.”
Soon we were in the hall.
Zhan Qingyue looked at the two middle-aged men sitting on the left and right sides. They were showing off their wealth in a very low-key manner.
It's just that this homely aesthetic is really hard to appreciate.
Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun very cleverly followed the example of leading the general and walked towards the two people in the hall.
The general quickly stood aside and let Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun out.
The man named DeBoer looked to be in his thirties, with a square face, and his ears were completely invisible from the front. His curly hair showed off his strange temperament.
The person sitting opposite him was named Gretel. Looking at the sarcastic look, she looked at the two of them with squinted eyes. From this look, she was probably not a good person.
Han Yiyun's hand hidden in his sleeve gently pulled Zhan Qingyue's hand and glanced at Gretel.
Zhan Qingyue immediately understood what he meant and immediately became more respectful.
"Guests from afar, you have come at the right time. I hope you can bring us great technologies and magic weapons from the east."
"The Kingdom of France welcomes you."
Zhan Qingyue agreed with a smile on her face, she finally had someone she could talk to.
Although these awkward words sounded to them as having a ridiculously low level of discernment, at least they didn’t have to work hard to speak English anymore.
"Ms. Zhan, since you are from the Great Zhou Kingdom, and seeing that you own such a big ship, you must know a lot. I heard that the women there are proficient in everything, which really impresses me."
DeBoer took the lead and asked a variety of questions, eager to ask about relevant human geography science and technology.
However, Zhan Qingyue's reaction really surprised him. She was not just an ordinary woman, she was like a treasure.
The smile on De Boer's face was almost broken, and his eyes turned to look at Zhan Qingyue with admiration.
"Hmph, De Boer, are you too happy too early? Although they do know better, how do you know that they will be loyal to us? They are just two people picked up from the shore. What if they are an enemy country? spies, we’re doomed.”
Gretel's face was full of displeasure, and every word she spoke was aimed at Zhan Qingyue.
When De Boer asked questions before, he raised his nose and raised his eyebrows.
Are you now unwilling to cover up even the last trace of cover?
Han Yiyun stepped forward and stood next to Zhan Qingyue.
"Gretel, I don't care what you say, but you can't slander us two. We are innocent. If you are worried, just let us go. We will never frame you."
Han Yiyun's tough attitude immediately made Gretel feel dissatisfied.
He gritted his back molars angrily and said, "The guests from afar have just arrived and haven't rested yet. How can they say they want to leave? This has caused us to be inhospitable to our guests."
Han Yiyun had no intention of giving him a good look. He firmly protected Zhan Qingyue behind him with a straight face, preventing Gretel from seeing her with her disgusting eyes.
Zhan Qingyue looked at the increasingly tense atmosphere on the scene and became anxious. He was too busy to take a step forward and stood side by side with Han Yiyun.
"Okay, okay, everyone, please stop saying a few words. You know in your hearts whether we are innocent or not. The right path will tell the horse's strength, and time will tell the people's hearts. No matter what you think, we are standing here."
Seeing his courage, DeBoer's eyes became even more appreciative.
There will never be a woman like this in the entire French country. Now she has come from afar, so she must be cherished.
"Ms. Zhan, I'm so sorry. We can't let you go now. We are at war in France and need manpower. Now that you are here, please help us."
De Boer looked at Han Yiyun with a serious face: "Han Yiyun, you have gone to the county to become a soldier. If you have the ability to become a general, I will be very happy to make you a general."
Han Yiyun's face was extremely ugly, but it was hard to say no at this time. After all, these superior power holders would never tolerate others disobeying him.
Han Yiyun reluctantly agreed.
Zhan Qingyue said quickly: "Your Highness, I am willing to follow my husband to the battlefield to help."
Although DeBoer was a little reluctant to put such a talented person on the battlefield, he had no choice but to agree after seeing the two of them singing along.
After leaving this gorgeous mansion, Zhan Qingyue's breathing became easier. She held Han Yiyun's hand tightly.
