379. Let the Tang people fall under the British long bow

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September 14th in the first year of Tianming.

The former city of Nolan in Wessex, one of the largest barns in the South, fell this morning.

The newly conquered hall was overcrowded by evening.

The victors hold their chests high like roosters and speak loudly, while the losers are penniless. Even if they have seats on the field, they only have a corner to live in.

The scene was divided into two groups,

The bishops and monks in the first row were sitting around the long table put together, wearing various robes.

The most colorful thing is the red robe, which can only be worn by the archbishop of England. The owner of this table is Archbishop Ulf.

The Seven Kingdoms are no longer alive, and only two archbishops are left, but Ulf believes that before tomorrow summer, he will be the only cardinal left.

The local county bishop wears red clothes, but with white sleeve robes. The white and red countryside is a lower level.

Monks need to restrain their desires, so they look calm on the face.

Yet in every mind welled the pleasure of inculcating the Protestant faith into the enemy.

"The mission has come, the destiny has come. This banquet will allow us to bring sacred teachings to unbelievers, redeem them, and redeem sinners."

A county bishop raised a silver cup. The red water in the cup was like blood.

They have invaded the South and are about to brainwash and even control it.

The five-year-old saint beside the archbishop was carried down by a servant.

After Joan of Arc was killed by Oran, she created a reincarnated saint, forged a second generation successor, and improved the mechanism. From now on, only the patriarch of the Vijay family can assign each generation of saints.

The function of this saint is like a puppet on strings. She will show false miracles wherever the master of the Celestial Dynasty hits her.

But today the monks had a program, so they rushed her back to bed early and asked the nuns to take care of her.

The light passes between each other in the eyes of the monks

"It is precisely because we have right faith that we will always be victorious. I will kneel at your feet forever and ever."

The first row's praises made the second row's emotions soar.

They were knight-soldiers who actually fought. After the victory, they immediately had a desire for land.

How much grain is needed for one acre of land, how many cattle are needed for ten acres of land, how much labor is needed for one hundred acres of land, and what kind of honor and enjoyment can a thousand acres of land bring?

They talked about their future expectations, and the smiles never left their lips.

"The sword forges immortality, the sword forges immortality!"

Oran's Immortal Sword is now the best sword in England, and the family motto is something that all English knights must remember.

"Create an immortal kingdom and conquer the end of the world!" someone shouted.

Where is the end of the world?

Now everyone knows that the East is the land where silk is produced and tea is produced.

Place my eagle flag all over Seris (meaning the East).

Let the Tang people fall under our long bow.

After drinking too much horse urine, the knights dared to say anything.

If a war really starts, the British Empire will have the current population strength.

The elite Huaixi Town Legion of the Tang Dynasty can defeat Great Britain.

The emperor's divine army was launched, and the powerful Knights Hospitaller in Britain were beaten to pieces.

"I won a knight's flag this time."

"What does this mean? I chopped down three people with my half-handed sword. Among my trophies, there are five bloody ears preserved with salt."

"Bah, is the war over? I can kill ten more, no, fifteen more."

The people at the two tables boasted different ideas, but they also overlapped.

Emperor Tianming is the god of all people, and his land should not be so small.

A band was temporarily formed, smeared with powder and started performing.

A part of "A Hundred Eagles Facing the Phoenix" was played, but there was no dancing. Some knights said it was too ugly.

The cheers grew louder and louder, until the roof fell off.

For every joy, there will be suffering.

The servants were busy in the corner. They looked at the rich food on the table, but could hardly taste it.

They were extremely hungry and could only pray that the local nobles would give them a few bites of food.

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The defeated noble looked melancholy, and the food in front of him was tasteless. .

Ulf loved sweets. There was a large bucket of honey piled on his table. He went to get it and dropped the golden honey on the mutton chops.

The crispy roasted swan and fish are fragrant with herbs and spices.

All the fruits that can be found are put on the table, from sweet and sour grapes to red berries,

These things mixed with the lamb chops greatly stimulate the taste buds.

My saliva is secreting and I keep chewing. The taste is so divine!

But it was just eating, and it was a bit less interesting. Ulf was very happy at the banquet. He stood up and clapped his hands to make everyone stop. Then with a solemn expression, he looked at every noble and monk present.

Some people were puzzled, and the ministers were nervous.

"The celebration continues, bring people up."

Ulf, obsessed with lust, was ridiculed for having countless illegitimate children from King's Landing to London.

And when this gift appeared, his absurdity was further confirmed.

A passionate voice, speaking shameless words.

Three noble ladies wearing monks' robes were brought to the banquet hall.

Everyone’s figure is like the serpent (Eve) in the Garden of Eden, their appearance has been modified and decorated,

But his eyes were empty, and beneath them, there was only endless fear.

The monk who brought them up warned in his ear: "Your husband's family members have all died in the battle. You are ruined women. You will become criminals or reincarnate. Just tonight's performance."

The ropes that bound them were untied, the three of them were rushed to the center stage, and the musicians stopped playing.

Ulf waved his hand, letting everyone greedily get close to admire it, and then shouted: "These pure and weak souls have suffered deeply, and you are honored to be a witness to the blessing.

Now, we will auction them off to the highest bidder to express our endless loyalty to the present!"

Silence is the best way to deal with it, everyone looks wonderful, whispers, and is confused.

The Archbishop's character began to emerge in everyone's minds.

Where did this first-rate Greek drama come from?

The nobles were stunned, and the servants were even more frightened, fearing that there would be weird shows, such as whipping the servants.

The Vikings had done this before when they invaded. People like me were as humble as grass and had no ability to resist.

The atmosphere of the banquet became gloomy and heavy, and the food began to taste bitter.

But this was short-lived, when one of the monks shouted: "Five silver coins, take off your burqa."

The accused lady forced a smile on her face, and finally complied with a provocative look.

Shit Knight Seven Good Things, I will do the right thing and will not let injustice lead to disaster. I will forget about it all.

Someone else increased the price, took off their shoes, and raised the hem of their clothes!

The bids shouted out became higher and higher, and the brutality in their hearts began to be let go.

Ulf was very satisfied. This was called a banquet. After corrupting these people and buying them off, who could compete with him for the position of archbishop in the future?

The saint can appoint reincarnation, but the archbishop should let a family continue it!

All generations are descended from his blood,

Just like the distant Crescent Cultists, they don't have any prophet blood. They are believed by others and hold high power.

This was Ulf's new ambition, and he began to act on it.

If Olan saw this scene, he would chop off his head and say he died violently.

But people's desires are endless, and he himself is crazy and cruel, let alone his subordinates.

"Take off the long piece, eighteen pounds!"

If the three women want to go to the extreme, that's not the case. But in this competitive state, the excitement of male competition keeps emerging. This game is really fun.

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At the same time, the Flying Snake Army, led by Aku, showed its fangs on the outskirts of the city after pretending to be defeated.

It's up to them to regain their dignity!

Twenty days later, the portrait of Ulf, who was lying on the bed, tied up, and chained with the pigs, was sent to King's Landing.

Named to be replaced by the princess.

Just to get a woman back? Useless.

Oran crushed the letter, took the princess with him, and led 300 people southward overnight.

On the way, he and the princess were in the same car together and behaved intimately (he did it forcefully).

When the border between the two armies was approaching, rumors about the princess were flying everywhere. Olan did not touch her, but people spread the rumors about his affair with the princess.

Even during the first envoy negotiation, the British envoy repeated Oran's words and said: "I will never forget the wonderful night I spent with him."

The vernacular is: I slept with your mother-in-law!

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