Continental Warriors Yoo Ma

If Ma Youfu is an unauthentic member of the Seven Saints who pretended to convert, then Fausto is a radical who completely opposes the Seven Saints belief.

He is not a heretic, nor is he a heretic, but he hates the hypocrisy of the church from the bottom of his heart.This concept has a lot in common with the unbelievers.

Fausto was fostered in a monastery when he was a child, and was indoctrinated by an ascetic monk with the radical view that "women are all sinful".But a little older, in adolescence, as his body developed, Forstall also became interested in sex.But he couldn't get in touch with the opposite sex in the monastery, so he naturally embarked on the road of no return to fencing.

Later, because of being coerced by a high-ranking bishop, Fausto became a plaything that was dredged every day, and Fausto's character became more and more distorted. Finally, he awakened his extraordinary power, slaughtered the monastery, and fled back to his father.

Rodrigo is a mercenary who regards burning, killing and looting as commonplace and has no moral bottom line.He fostered his son in the monastery, and also hoped that the other party would have a relatively normal growth environment, so that he could become a qualified nobleman and inherit the family business in the future.No matter how much you earn, being a wool soldier is not a long-term solution.

Who knew that his son was actually led astray by those damned priests!

Rodrigo had no choice but to keep his son by his side and let him start his own business.

As a result, Fausto, who had distorted his psychology in the monastery, and continued to experience killing and destruction on the battlefield, naturally became the current appearance with a human face and a beast heart.

Rodrigo's transition from an ordinary woolen soldier to the status known as the "Bandit Emperor" is naturally not accidental.He has a very keen political sense, not only knows how to grasp the political wind, make friends with powerful people, but also see through the general trend.

He knew that with the complete end of the Hundred Years' War, the good days of free mercenaries would also come to an end.

Today, the wool soldiers can still run rampant in France by virtue of their superiority in force, but this situation is bound to be unsustainable.

Just as fish need water, mercenaries need war, otherwise they cannot survive.

Rodrigo originally planned to go to Italy or return to Iberia if he couldn't get along in France.But the news of the Southern Crusades made him see a new way out.

If he can conquer the Maghreb, he, the "robber emperor", may become the supreme monarch who truly rules a country!

Knowing that Charles VII was afraid of his own strength, Rodrigo definitely wanted to take this opportunity to send the woolen soldiers to North Africa to fight.

Naturally, Rodrigo didn't want to be used by the king of France and the church as a weapon. He and the heretics fought to death in the hot desert, but in the end he was picked peaches.

Therefore, Rodrigo wanted to negotiate with Charles VII and the Pope in exchange for military expenses and war supplies on the condition that he lead the woolen soldiers to leave France.There was also the promise to make himself king after the Crusaders won.

In order to show his sincerity, after November, Rodrigo temporarily restrained his subordinates to prevent them from continuing to do illegal things.

But Rodrigo's good son, Fausto, obviously does not have the concept of putting the overall situation first.If his heinous crimes are made public, the "robber emperor" will be extremely passive.

But Fausto obviously had a different idea from his father.

"I won't join the shitty crusade! When the old man and those religiously brainwashed nobles go to North Africa to eat sand, won't our chance come? The whole of France will be our hunting ground!" Fausto raised his arms yelled.

The deputy head Bayange persuaded: "Since this is the case, we should keep a low profile. When the Marquis of Lamanche is on the other side of the Mediterranean, we can do whatever we want, even chop his lover into pieces and feed it to your warlord." Beasts don't matter. But now, the other party is coming to Paris to meet the King of France, we should avoid it appropriately..."

"Don't worry, I believe in your ability to clean up the traces and hide your whereabouts. It is impossible for Ma Youfu to find..."

Before Fausto could finish his sentence, there were a few muffled noises outside the brothel wall.

Although these wool soldiers are cruel and bloodthirsty, their military quality is indeed good.After noticing the abnormality, he immediately dropped the wine glass, pushed away the girl in his arms, grabbed the weapon casually, and moved closer to Fausto.

But it didn't work at all.

Several fist-sized metal spheres fell into the messy courtyard and exploded in half one after another.

Ripples of transparent magic power quickly swayed from the metal ball, covering the entire brothel.Whether it was a mercenary or a prostitute, or a handyman or a bustard, they all closed their eyes and fell asleep.

"Sleep?"

Forstall wears a badge of fortified will, by which he resists the effects of spells.Knowing that someone was coming, he immediately began to summon war beasts, preparing for a desperate resistance.

At this time, the door of the brothel was opened, and a man with black hair and black eyes, only a little older than Fausto, walked in.

He saw Fausto chanting a spell quickly, opening a rift in the courtyard to a second plane.

The crack grew rapidly, and there were bursts of stench and the roar of dragon beasts from inside.

"Oh, do you want to summon those beasts again?" Compared with Fausto, who was facing a big enemy, this man was quite relaxed.Seeing that the opponent's summoning spell was about to be completed, he just raised his hand and pointed at the crack, and chanted in the standard and extremely fast dragon language: "Dimensional anchor, hold!"

A gray light shot out from the fingertips, directly sealing the crack that Fausto was about to open.

Afterwards, Fausto saw a fist of a middle-aged Italian man hitting his face quickly.

Chapter 310

Seeing Donatello punch Fausto to the ground, Ma Youfu raised his eyebrows slightly: "I can't tell."

"Punish the wicked with your own hands. It's a very refreshing thing. Would you like to try it?" Donatello rubbed his fists and said.

"Let's forget it." Ma Youfu shook his head and asked the soldiers to tie up Fausto.With his hands restrained and unable to direct the magic with the spell-casting gesture, he lost the ability to cast spells and was no longer a threat.

When Fausto regained consciousness from the dizziness, he found that his subordinates had been tied up one by one, kneeling neatly in the yard.

Ma Youfu's guards are very efficient. Whether they are sleeping soundly on the belly of a prostitute, or want to escape over the wall when the situation is not good, or hide quietly, all the mercenaries working for Fausto were tied up and caught. yard. .

"Okay, let's do it."

The guard who received Ma Youfu's order walked up to a mercenary with a dagger, stabbed it into the opponent's heart, twisted it, and pulled it out.

Blood spurted.

Seeing their companions being executed, the mercenaries became agitated. Some cursed, begged, struggled, cried, and yelled at Ma Youfu.The content is nothing more than "I am willing to make atonement", "I have someone above me" and the like.

But it didn't help.

The fear of death began to spread.Although these wool soldiers were bloodthirsty and brutal, they didn't know how much blood was stained in their hands, but when the knife hit their necks, they collapsed quickly.

Even Fausto, when he saw his adjutant, the Tatar who could ride continuously for five days and five nights, and even sleep on horseback, fell to the ground without saying a word, and his eyes gradually became slack, he felt very sad. Feelings of fear arose.

"You...do you know who I am? Do you dare to do such a thing, have you thought about the consequences? Are you ready to endure endless anger?" Fausto stared at Ma Youfu.

Youfu Ma didn't pay attention to this aggressive look.He responded flatly: "The gay son of the robber emperor, before I came, I had already inquired clearly from the girl called 'Miss Fox'. By the way, before you do the massacre of the village, what do you want to do? Are there consequences?"

Hearing this rhetorical question, Fausto immediately guessed the other party's identity: "You are Ma Youfu?!"

"If you answer correctly, you will receive a special prize from me: the death penalty, and the special treatment of hanging street lamps after death."

After knowing the identity of the other party, Fausto was not so afraid: "Master Marquis, I think we can talk. I am willing to use all means to make up for the loss caused by my previous absurd behavior. If you think I am not worthy enough, so my father can come forward. I can persuade him to assign at least [-] elite mercenaries to serve you. You are about to participate in the Crusades, and you will definitely need these people..."

In Fausto's cognition, nobles are a hypocritical and greedy group whose interests are paramount.Ma Youfu was able to rise rapidly in a short period of time, so he was naturally the most greedy and hypocritical individual among the nobles.Ma Youfu called the door for nothing more than losing face and a tax source because of his attack.

In the eyes of the nobles, the lives of hundreds of villagers are nothing more than renewable assets. As long as they offer enough attractive benefits to make up for Ma Youfu's loss, then this matter can be settled.

"Can you call your father here now?"

Seeing that Ma Youfu seemed to be tempted, Fausto nodded quickly: "Of course. I have a wooden raven in my arms. After injecting magic power and activating it, it will fly to find my father. My father should be in the Louvre now, with the King of France Discuss withdrawal. He'll be here soon."

A guard stepped forward, fumbled in Fausto's arms, found a bird-shaped wood carving, and handed it to Ma Youfu.

Ma Youfu checked and found nothing unusual, so he injected a little magic power into the wood carving.

The raven woodcarving immediately came to life and flew away from the brothel.

Forstall let out a long breath.Although all his subordinates are dead, as long as his life can be saved, the future can still be looked forward to.Even revenge on the Siris is not impossible.

But Ma Youfu's next words shocked him to death.

"Gag the perverted fag. All ready to fight!"

"You..." As soon as Fausto opened his mouth, his mouth was tightly stuffed, and the exclamation that had just reached his throat could only be swallowed again.

"What does it mean to be ready to fight? Could it be that he intends to kill my father here? He is simply crazy!" Fausto was horrified.In terms of daring, the Marquis of La Manche is much stronger than himself.

Ma Youfu's guards dispersed one after another, occupying the favorable terrain in the brothel, condescendingly bringing the entire courtyard into the encirclement.

As long as the enemy enters the yard, they can use the various magic grenades newly created by Ma Youfu to give the opponent a taste of what is called the "superior firepower theory".

Fausto, who was used as a bait, was thrown in the hallway and guarded by ten holy knights and four priests belonging to the Purification Court.

There was a burst of heavy metal footsteps.The Mark I golem, which was waiting outside the brothel, also entered the yard.It walked under a big tree on the left, entered the standby state again, and its huge body quickly disappeared.When the enemy is lured into the yard, this killing machine in ambush can break the stealth state and deliver the fatal blow to the enemy.

Seeing such a battle, Fausto was terrified.He had a vague feeling that even an experienced elite like his own father would find it difficult to retreat unscathed.

"Lord Marquis, I have to admire your guts and imagination. Using this idiot to lure out his father, the 'Bandit Emperor' Rodrigo, and then solve the problem of the wool soldiers once and for all, such a crazy plan is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Come out." Donatello laughed.

"It's just a matter of improvisation. If you think the plan is crazy, why do you agree to it?"

"Because the possibility of success is very high, and the benefits obtained are great. As long as Rodrigo is solved, the wool soldiers in France will no longer be able to condense into a force strong enough to contend with the king, and can only be defeated one by one. Although This will cause temporary confusion, but it is a very positive move for the long-term peace of the entire country."

Seeing Ma Youfu and Donatello talking about planning without shyness, Fausto's heart became colder and colder.In the eyes of the other party, he is already a dead person who will not reveal secrets.

When his father came, it was the end of his life.

Just as Fausto was getting more and more desperate, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

"I am Henry, the Sheriff of the Old City. What happened inside, and why is there a strong smell of blood?"

This voice was heard in Fausto's ears, as if salvation had come, and it almost brought tears to his eyes.

The university district and the Latin Quarter on the left bank of Paris are called the new city because they were built in a relatively short period of time.Relatively speaking, the Right Bank is naturally called the Old Town.

As the magistrate who governs half of Paris, Henry is very powerful. If you want him to be accommodating, the starting price of bribes is fifty livres.

In order to have someone to take care of him when he was having a good time in Paris, Forstall gave Henry a hundred livres in one breath.

Now, Henry is Forstall's last hope for rescue.He thought that one hundred livres was the most worthwhile sum of money spent in his life!

"What should I do?" Donatello was a little nervous when things suddenly became complicated.After all, it was his first time doing this kind of thing.

"Of course it is to open the door. We represent justice and order. It is nothing shameful to come to 'Miss Fox' to arrest a murderer who has committed many crimes."

Ma Youfu cast a mage's hand at will and opened the back door of the brothel.

A tall and strong bearded man led the security militia into the yard, and was immediately stunned by the sight in front of him.

"These people are Fausto's subordinates, and they are all dead..." Sheriff Henry glanced up, and saw Fausto who was tied up, and Ma Youfu standing beside him.

"Wait, don't move!" Henry raised his hand to stop his subordinates from moving further, then ran to Ma Youfu's side in a few steps, and saluted respectfully: "I salute you, the savior of Paris, the Marquis of Lamanche. That On a terrible night, I had the honor to fight side by side with you, facing the attack of those black orcs together."

Ma Youfu smiled and patted each other on the shoulder.

The life-saving straw that he had hoped for suddenly turned into a noose ready to hang himself. Seeing this scene, Fausto's eyes were completely dead.

After chatting for a while, Henry learned that Ma Youfu and his party came to the brothel to arrest the murderers who massacred the villagers. Who knew that this group of wool soldiers dared to resist stubbornly, and finally had to defend themselves, which led to the current situation.

Henry directly ignored the neat wounds left on the corpses of the mercenaries, patted his chest and said, "My lord, I have long since disliked these wool soldiers, a group of devils who should be burned forever! What can I do for you? , please give orders."

This is a smart guy.

Ma Youfu nodded and said: "Put these mercenary corpses away first. Tomorrow, they will be hung on the gates of various cities in Paris to serve as a model to frighten Xiaoxiao." Then he added: "The boys under your command look very good. The spirit and the equipment are not bad, we will stay for a while, and there is still a principal criminal who needs to be arrested."

"Obey, my lord! Don't worry, as long as you order, even if you let us face the king, you will not hesitate."

Henry had already discovered Fausto who was tied up.I roughly guessed who the "principal culprit" in Ma Youfu's mouth was.However, without the slightest hesitation, he decided that the Marquis of Lamanche would be the only one to look forward to, even if his opponent was the famous "robber emperor", he did not have the slightest timidity.

Who knew that Henry's words would come true.

When Fausto's father, the famous "robber emperor" Rodrigo, led many of his men to open the back door of the brothel and enter the courtyard, Ma Youfu found two unexpected people beside him.

King Charles VII of France and his chancellor, Georges La Tremoille.