Continental Warriors Yoo Ma

After Auron finished speaking, he coughed a few times, and then said: "By the way, let's talk about that Seris carefully. Before us, there is another group of elves that reached the east of this world through the intersection of the celestial spheres, which is the The country called Seris, but they call it sui - ahem, it's really hard to pronounce in an eastern language. I've heard some rumors. It is said that the sun elves have fully integrated into the local area, and even intermarryed with the nobles to create a great Dynasty. The black-haired and black-eyed Seris are more enlightened and advanced than these Europeans who believe in the Seven Saints. Perhaps the man named Yofu Ma will be our chance."

Chapter 48 The Most Precious Family Heirloom

After speaking out about his dealings with Mayouf, Respin added: "I also think this Seris is far more open-minded than Europeans. I heard that he converted to the Seven Churches in Italy. But it is obviously not a devout believer. It is precisely because of this that I agreed to his redemption offer in order to make good friends with this newly-appointed king."

"You're doing the right thing." Patriarch Olong smiled. "Then we should think about it, what family heirlooms should we use in exchange for your freedom?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a slender figure walked into the Hall of the Moon, accompanied by a breeze with the scent of green grass.

"Uncle Rispan, it's been a long time." His voice was like the spring water that had just thawed in early spring, and it was clear and cold.

The girl who spoke had shoulder-length silver short hair, her eyes were as fiery as fire, she was wearing a gorgeous leather armor decorated with silver threads, and she was wearing deerskin boots, giving people a sassy and capable feeling.

"Young patriarch." The wood elves immediately stood up to greet him.

Although the surnames of the two are "Yixing", their identities are completely different.

The girl glanced at the old patriarch and shook her head: "Grandpa, you should take good care of your body. Why don't you keep warm on such a cold day?"

She snapped her fingers, and the stove on the east wall of the guest room ignited immediately and began to release light and heat throughout the room.

"Elves shouldn't burn wood just for the sake of comfort... Forget it, my old traditions won't last long, so feel free to do as you please." Olong shook his head, instead of arguing with his granddaughter, he spoiled I watched this girl who was raised by herself after her parents died in another world.

His tone was deep and slow, with two contradictory emotions of hesitation and determination intertwined: "An Wen, you are the most precious treasure of our Yexing family, so I want to give you a task."

"Patriarch!" Rispan was stunned for a few seconds by this remark, and when he regained his senses, he hurriedly shouted.

Oron raised his hand to stop the wood elves, then looked at his granddaughter and the future leader of the Sherwood elves.

"I need you to go to France. Take an oath of allegiance to a man named Yoof Ma. You will serve him and establish a good relationship with the Sherwood elf as a messenger."

An Wen guessed a little from Reispan's reaction.Hearing Grandpa's words, she didn't show obvious resistance, just nodded silently.

"An Wen, I hope you are not forced to do it because of my order. Instead, deal with Yofu Ma with an open-minded attitude. Don't let the pride of the elves blind you."

"As ordered, Grandpa. Human lifespan is much shorter than ours. I will try my best to endure it. No matter how good or bad, it's just a small episode in my life." The elf girl knelt in front of the patriarch and said seriously.

"It seems that you still have grudges in your heart." Oron laughed, "You are as beautiful as your mother, and as stubborn as she is."

The old man's expression changed suddenly, and his face sank: "However, as the future Yexing Patriarch, you must obey my orders! This is related to the future of the clan!"

"Yes, Grandpa." The girl said expressionlessly.

"This is a cold confrontation, what a troublesome girl." Patriarch Oron turned his head and smiled wryly at Respan.The latter said nothing, as if he had not heard anything.

The old man softened his attitude and continued: "An Wen, you have awakened the crimson eye of the serpent of Saruman. You will definitely be able to go farther than me on the extraordinary road, and it is not impossible to even advance to the legendary realm. I know you I want to inherit the name of 'Robin Hood'. But this elven warrior's highest honorable title requires not only force, but also courage, wisdom, and dedication. The enemy who once ripped apart our old world has come to this new world. You are on your shoulders With an inescapable mission..."

The girl was silent for a moment, her slightly sharp eyebrows bowed down, and her eyes softened: "Grandpa, I understand. I will try to understand humans."

"Okay, you can go tomorrow. Eat with me tonight, we haven't had a good chat for a long time." Olong put down his identity as the patriarch, as if he was an ordinary old man who just wanted to spend more time with his younger generation.

……

Yofu Ma did not know that there was a silver-haired, red-eyed elf girl who was crossing the English Channel and came all the way to find him.

The newly appointed Count of Rouen is heading to Dijon in the rain and snow as "the envoy of His Royal Highness Charles VII, the noble and pious King of France".

Although he misses Margaret's fragrant and soft body, he also had to travel in bad weather for King Chafa's meal.

Fortunately, there are two noble gentlemen who are suffering with him.

The chunky Prime Minister George shrunk the whole person into the thick fur, and from a distance, it seemed like he was carrying a big furry ball right away.

Count Armagnac, who was at the forefront, stood tall, still maintaining his aristocratic demeanor in the cold wind.

But this is because he casts an "adaptation to the environment" spell on himself every hour.

This first-level spell can make the target feel uncomfortable in the environment of minus [-] degrees to [-] degrees above zero.

However, using precious magic power for such a thing always feels a bit wasteful.

I don't quite understand what your Master thinks.

Oh, I'm a mage myself, that's fine, magic is such a convenient thing.

The peace negotiation team consisted of Count Mahouf, Count of Rouen, as the chief envoy, and Minister Georges La Tremoille and the Count of Armagnac as deputy envoys, with a scale of more than 200 people.

In addition to the one hundred and three servants who were responsible for carrying the errands, there were also one hundred fully armed knights escorting them.

These knights were all nobles, the second and third sons without the right of inheritance, and after being incorporated by Charles VII, they formed the King's Guard.

It is somewhat similar to Yulinwei in the East.

In addition to the shiny cans that cover their bodies, as well as can openers such as battle axes, morning star hammers, and mace, their equipment also includes long-range weapons such as hand crossbows.

Youfu Ma even saw sawed-off muskets hanging from the saddles of some of the knights.

No matter what the actual combat strength is, it looks mighty and majestic, like that.

After a long journey, the embassy finally arrived in Dijon.

Looking at the still gorgeous Duke's Palace in the distance, Yoof Ma breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's celebrate, friends, at least we didn't encounter bandits or woolen soldiers on the way. The gift from His Highness to the duke has nothing to lose, ah~" in one breath.

He seems to be addicted to this "cold-repelling elixir".

As a magician, Count Armagnac was not overjoyed by his restraint, but it was obvious from the way he relaxed that the Count also longed for a fireplace and hot soup.

As for Youfu Ma, what came to mind in his mind was the voice, face and smile of that simple country girl.

Chapter 49 Long Live Peace

However, after approaching the duke's palace, the chilling atmosphere that rushed to his face made Youfu Ma temporarily dispel the thoughts in his heart.

Amidst the rumbling of hoofs, a troop of Burgundian cavalry came to the front of the mission.

Instead of pompous, ceremonial armor decorated with feathers and patterns, they were fully armed and looked like they were ready to slash with swords.

And some mission guards have put their hands on the weapon handles because of stress.

Who said that the two sides were enemies with swords and arms not long ago, and they lacked even basic trust.

Fortunately, the Burgundians behaved more restrained. Their leader stopped his horse ten paces away from Youf Ma, bowed and said, "I'm sorry, Your Excellency, because the situation has been tense recently, we have strengthened our defenses."

"The situation is tense? Could it be that the British are calling?" said the fat palace minister.He seemed startled by his own guess and nearly rolled off his horse.

"No." The cavalry leader shook his head and said, "It's the confluence of the celestial spheres. After the second observation by the court astrologer, they found that the original star orbits had shifted - I don't know the complicated principles, but the sky and the astrolabe The guys we deal with say that Dijon will also have a celestial meeting."

"Hmph, this is interesting." Count Armagnac was on the side, trying to restrain his schadenfreude.It would be better if the palace built by Philip III with huge sums of money was destroyed in this meeting of the celestial spheres, and hundreds of Burgundian lackeys died.

The Prime Minister of George's Palace shouted bad luck, and Yofu Ma also sighed "a troubled winter".

However, the envoys with the mission of peace talks, no matter how many difficulties they face, have to solve them one by one to achieve their goals.

Knowing that the meeting of the celestial spheres is about to take place in Dijon, Philip III is also actively preparing.While strengthening his defense, he packed his bags and prepared to go to Ghent for the winter.

It is just right to take this opportunity to clean up those merchants who are greedy and always oppose the duke, and consolidate the rule of the lowlands.

However, it is not a simple matter for the chief of a country to move north.Moreover, the Burgundy region of the Principality is not connected to the lowland region, so this trip must pass through the territory of other countries, and more caution is required.

Since the astrologer only predicted that the conjunction of the celestial spheres would take place in November, and did not know the exact time, the Duke could only strengthen the defense of the palace, while hurrying and preparing to leave.

The French embassy could only do whatever they wanted, staying in Dijon and waiting to go north.

But the procedure to go, still has to go.

This kind of important peace talks requires representatives of both parties to sit down and hold a meeting to determine the general direction of the peace talks.Then hold a public banquet and make the decision public.Immediately afterwards, a speech in Latin will be given, detailing the necessity and sanctity of the peace talks.In the end, it was king to king. The two sovereigns, with their respective negotiating teams, were calculating and arguing, delaying for several weeks or even months. After negotiating every condition, the agreement was finally signed.

The task of Yoof Ma and his party is to do the preliminary work, and then determine the meeting place of Charles VII and Philip III.

Although the current Dijon Palace is a bit of a riot, but the mission still received a near-perfect reception.Compared with the last time, the room that Ma Youfu stayed in this time was simply the difference between the presidential suite and the ordinary homestay.

After a night of rest, Yoof Ma and the two deputy envoys had an audience with the Duke the next morning.

When he saw that Count Armagnac reluctantly bowed to Philip III who was sitting on the high platform and said hello, Ma Youfu breathed a sigh of relief.

This meant a 30-year feud between the two factions that had led to the disintegration of France, and a formal reconciliation.

Count Armagnac, for the sake of the family, saw the general trend and gave up the banner of "anti-Burgundy".And Philip III also showed a smug smile after seeing his old enemy bow his head.

The long-cherished Lord Duke generously presented a batch of gifts to the three of Youfu Ma, and announced that starting tonight, a banquet will be held for three consecutive days to celebrate the coming of peace.

This time the banquet was of high standard and large scale. Almost every priest, nobleman, and big businessman still in Dijon was invited to attend.

And unlike the last time when Yo-Fu Ma was fighting with Confucianism, there was only the most pure joy at this banquet—the long-awaited peace is finally here!

Farmers displaced by war can return to their hometowns and farm with peace of mind.This way the priest can receive more tithes.

Military aristocrats no longer have to undertake military obligations for [-] days a year, and they don't have to worry that their wives' property will be cheaper for others after being killed in battle. They can concentrate on fighting to make money and squeeze serfs.

After peace, production will resume, bandits and thieves will gradually decrease, logistics costs will be reduced, and the profits of merchants will also increase significantly.

Everyone can make money and everyone has a bright future.

Long live peace!

"Alas." Amid the joyous singing and laughter, the fat uterus was frowning, like a big watermelon that fell under the sun.

"What's the matter, Lord Gong Xiang?"

"Your Excellency Count of Rouen, I regret that, with such a rare opportunity, I did not see the white swan of Burgundy, the Princess Mary. The Duke's family actually went to Ghent first."

"Your Excellency La Tremoille, if you reduce your intake of 20 pound of sucrose with each meal, and you are [-] years younger, there may be a [-]/[-] chance of being favored by Princess Marie." Armagnac said the count sarcastically.

Along the way, these two guys who are in desperate need of political allies get along very well, and now they are in a relationship where they degrade each other and won't get angry.

Gong Xiang smiled and shook his head: "I've long passed the time when I was young and romantic - well, even when I was young, I haven't been romantic."

Patting his round belly and laughing at himself, he said, "I just want to see with my own eyes how beautiful the crown jewel of the Duke is. If it is true, I would like to propose to Philip III. I have many unmarried male relatives. , like Gilles de Re, would be appropriate."

"Ha, look at your own identity, George. Only the Armagnacs with a long history, glorious and noble, are worthy of the daughter of the Burgundian family. My son is better than your illusory cousin of the marshal. , more suitable." Count Armagnac retorted.

Two noble families who are feuding with each other, but their descendants know each other and love each other...

This plot sounds familiar.

Youfu Ma complained in his heart, but did not participate in the conversation.

He was boringly tasting Burgundy red wine, and the conversation between the two nobles next to him caught his attention.

"Have you heard? The Duke is not very satisfied with the location of this peace talks."

"Charon? Isn't it good there? Although it is in France, it is closer to Dijon, and it is also very safe. The decency of both parties has been fully considered."

"You don't understand. The title of the duke is already one level lower than that of the king of France. In addition, the king of France is suspected of murdering the duke's father, and he has always had a grudge in his heart. So he wanted to use the issue of the location of the peace talks to suppress Charles VII... …”

"It looks like trouble is coming. It's really worrying." Yofu Ma raised his head and drank the wine from the glass.