Blood flowed like a stream, dyeing the grass and flowers along the bank red, making the ground as red as hell.
Ella took a handful of soil that was not stained with blood from a distance and sprinkled it on the face of the baby who was in her mother's arms and had been disemboweled along with her mother.
Izcoatl has disappeared, and the complex tunnels make tracking extremely difficult.
"Amy," Ella suddenly asked, "If they are still hiding in the tunnel, they may not be discovered by Izcoatl, and they may not die, right?"
"If they continue to hide in the tunnel, even if they don't meet Izkoatl today, they will be caught out by Izkoatl tomorrow." Amy comforted Ella softly, "Your Majesty, you don't have to blame yourself. You made the right decision."
Ella stared at the corpses with their hearts dug out, and after a long time, she said lightly:
"Increase the escort manpower and send all Winchester's soldiers out to escort the villagers. In addition, let several villages gather together and move forward, don't separate one by one. Amy, your Fenrir is fast, you Can you take charge of commanding this escort operation?"
Amy was stunned: "I have no problem. But Your Majesty, aren't you going to take command yourself?"
Before Ella could speak. An English servant hurried over with an urgent message: "King of Sweden! Something bad has happened! The King of Knights, the King of Knights, is dead!"
"What did you say?" Ella's calmness that she had been trying to maintain was shattered at this moment, "Say it again?"
"King of Knights, he's out of breath! He hasn't breathed for several minutes!"
"Why at this time!"
Although Alfred's death was already expected, Winchester was in a state of agitation now. If the news of Alfred's death spread again at this time, it would lead to unpredictable serious consequences.
"Amy, I'll leave the escort to you. I'll go back first!"
Ella climbed onto her horse and hurried forward for a short distance. Suddenly, she thought of something and turned the horse's head back to Amy.
"Amy, I almost forgot to mention that this place is not far from the sea. Go and help me prepare something. Send it to Winchester City as soon as you are ready."
"what?"
"Something only you can get your hands on."
Ella leaned into Amy's ear and whispered something. After arranging this matter, she turned her horse's head again and rushed towards Winchester anxiously.
Alfred's palace was dark. Ella jumped off the horse, pushed away the obstructive guards and servants, and ran all the way towards Alfred's room.
"Where is Alfred? Where is his body now? Where is it?"
Ella roared and pushed open the door, only to see Alfred lying on a chair, dying and smiling at her. After a brief daze, she turned around and vented her pent-up anger towards the servant who reported the news:
"What's wrong with you? Huh? I asked you to say it twice! Twice!"
The servant timidly poked his head out and was stunned when he saw Alfred sitting on the chair: "I...I confirmed several times that I was not breathing. It wasn't just me, There are many others..."
"This kind of information can be transmitted incorrectly. What do you do for food? Huh? Drag him down and give him a hundred lashes!"
Alfred, who was lying on the chair, made an extremely weak voice: "Scipio, this is not their fault. There was indeed a time just now when I felt like I was falling into the bottomless abyss. Now this...I'm afraid It’s a brief flashback.”
Ella hurriedly comforted: "Alfred, don't say that. You go back to bed and lie down until Paracelsus comes..."
"I know my body best. Even Paracelsus cannot revive the dead."
Alfred smiled miserably. Half across the room, he stretched out his hand as if to caress Ella's head.
"Calm down, Scipio, calm down. You are so anxious and so fierce, it doesn't look like you anymore."
"Alfred, I..."
"I have heard everything that has happened in the past few days. The armistice agreement, Izcoatl, and your decision."
Alfred seemed tired, his eyes gradually lowered, and his voice became softer and softer,
"I still had a little strength...and could do a little bit to help England...so I got up."
"Alfred! You should lie back on the bed now!" Ella scolded, "As long as your knight is here and I am here, you can rest!"
"Big... something bad is going to happen!"
Another urgent message came through. The messenger rolled up to Ella and shouted:
"There has been another riot in Winchester City. The palace, the palace has been surrounded by angry crowds!"
"What did you say?" Ella shouted again, "Where are the guards? How could you let things develop to this point?"
"The guards...the guards were all sent out by the King of Sweden to escort those farmers. The manpower left in Winchester City is not enough!"
Ella stamped her feet anxiously: "What do they want?"
"They want to drive all those farmers out of the city! Still, they are still shouting..."
"What are you still shouting about?"
"Still shouting... I will... send you to the gallows for violating the law and usurping power."
Alfred laughed helplessly.
"I made you laugh, King of Sweden. But this is the situation in Winchester. This is the capital of England, and most of the residents are respectable people. It is impossible to accept the decision to let the peasants in and drive them out. There are soldiers here, so they don’t dare to move. As soon as you transfer the soldiers away...cough, cough, cough, cough..."
Alfred suddenly coughed violently and coughed up a lot of bloody phlegm. But he pushed away the servant who rushed over, wiped his sweat and said: "Bring a stretcher...I still have some strength...carry me to the balcony."
When Alfred appeared on the balcony, the crowd pushing the guards suddenly stopped. Alfred didn't say a word, just looked at everyone in silence from the balcony. His silence seemed to have an invisible force, causing the noisy crowd to gradually quiet down.
Then Ella realized that just as she was the King of Sweden, Alfred was the King of England—the real King.
"I just heard you guys saying, catch the King of Sweden?"
——Alfred's feeble voice could no longer be conveyed directly to everyone, and a servant could only repeat his words loudly on the side. But even so, every word in these words is still extremely intimidating.
"Are you kidding? Do you think too little of me, Alfred? I am the king of England, the only king! Even if I am bedridden, it is always me who makes the decision, not what King of Sweden!”
——Taking controversial decisions into their own hands.
"Do you know what the Black Death is? Do you know how many people in the Alemannic Federation have died from this disease? If you don't know, just look at me! Look at me on the stretcher! Even I in the palace can't I was spared. If you leave the patients in the city and take care of you one by one, will your life be so hard?"
——Let citizens realize the necessity of driving away the Black Death victims.
"Let farmers continue to live in farmhouses? Then where should your sick relatives live? If the farmhouses can't be vacated, do you want to tell me that I can just throw the patients directly into the ditch? Ah? You tell me, where should they live? "
If these words were spoken by Ella to people in England, I am afraid they would cause a lot of opposition. But when Alfred said it, there was silence below.
"Me, Alfred, I am also suffering from the Black Death! So next, I will also be sent out of the city! However, this does not mean that I will go outside to wait for death! The medicine to treat the disease is already being shipped from Sweden Hang the King of Sweden on the way to Winchester? Do you want to kill me and all the troublers?"
"Wait a minute! King of Knights!" Ella said hurriedly to the side, "You don't need to leave the city together..."
"If I don't say that, they won't accept it. Anyway, I don't have much time left. It doesn't matter where I live."
Alfred looked at Ella and laughed hard.
"Next... England will be left to you to protect."
(End of chapter)
