Hammer base has a chase

The next day, when Thor saw Loki again, he was listening carefully to Exeter's message from the front, sometimes frowning, sometimes nodding.His eye circles were red, and his green pupils were more hydrated than usual, but also darker. Thor looked distressed, but as the "culprit", what should he do with Loki?

"Your Highness, it is obvious that the Crown Prince of France is very angry with you for invading his principality. His envoys are rushing towards us with the Crown Prince's orders..." Exeter said more and more softly.

"Let's talk." Loki closed his eyes and rubbed between his brows: "It should be more than that."

"He also asked me to bring you something." Exeter ordered the soldiers below to bring a large box over, but he still dared not open it.

"I'll do it." Thor appeared out of nowhere, he was about to smash open the iron box with his hand, but Loki stopped him.

"Thor, as a knight at this time, you should be receiving sword training with Captain Westmorland, right?"

"Lo..." Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by Loki's cold eyes: "Okay, respect...Your Highness, Captain Westmorland said that I don't need to undergo training anymore."

"Why? All soldiers in England must undergo the most rigorous training in swordsmanship before they can fight bloody battles with it."

"Maybe..." Thor touched his nose helplessly: "Maybe it was because I accidentally broke off Captain Westmorland's two swords during training today, he seemed very angry, and he said that I don't need to bring swords to the battlefield anymore ..."

Loki was stunned for a full five seconds before he said angrily, "Then...then you go and open the box."

"Damn it, it's so hateful!" Exeter was so angry that he wanted to drop the box: "It's a dance suit, Your Highness, and there is a note saying that you are asked to wear it to dance for the French Crown Prince!"

"Shit!" Thor immediately snatched the note and tore it to shreds.It's not that he can't accept his brother dancing in dance clothes, on the contrary, it seems that this will be an absolute visual feast-if he hasn't been killed by Loki and lucky enough to witness it.But he thought to himself: Then only I can see it!

"Interesting." Loki caressed the green tulle dance dress lightly, and then rolled his feet to the ground. "Then now," he smiled, "let us listen attentively to what the envoy from France has told us about the crown prince."

A man in a blue velvet robe walked over arrogantly. He bent slightly to salute, and then kept his head high: "I don't know if His Majesty Loki of England will allow me to convey to you that our emperor The prince's original intention?"

"England is not a racist country, and Loki Heinrich is not a racist man."

"Well, it's just a few words." He always maintained the etiquette that an envoy should have, but the contempt in his eyes made the surrounding English soldiers want to step forward and punch him: "For Your Highness's request to cede some The principal's request, our lord's response to this is that in France, you can only dance a few dances and get nothing. However, the lord has specially selected this gift for you, and I hope you are satisfied."

"Then please tell the crown prince." Not to be outdone, Loki said, "When I sit on the throne of France, I will let him wear this dance costume and dance for everyone here."

In 1102, England and France fought, and France was defeated.That day, the Crown Prince of France escaped from the palace wrapped in a green dance dress in embarrassment.

Later, everyone knew that there was an elegant prince sitting on a war horse in England. He was invincible. His beauty was like the stars at night, bright but hazy. His courage and faith were to guide the direction of England's progress. It is the god in the hearts of all British soldiers.And beside him, there is always a blond man, like a warm rising sun.He is so dazzling and brave on the battlefield, and the strange thing is that he always wears a Roman broadsword that has never been sheathed at his waist.Some people say that it is a broad sword with magic, which blesses the god of war, while others say that it is a gift from his lover, a token of love.

Two years passed in a flash.When Loki wanted to lead his army to continue marching to the east of France, news came from the rear that Henry IV asked the whole army to retreat.

"Father!" When Loki hurried back and saw Henry IV sitting on the throne unharmed, he was a little angry: "I could have captured the whole of France, why did you call me back?"

Henry IV looked at the big Thor who was standing aside, and frowned: "It's none of your business here, get out."

"He's my friend." Loki tugged on Thor's sleeve without thinking, "Is there anything you can't say in front of him?"

"I said, go out." The aged king was not angry.

Thor is not afraid of him. As the son of Odin, his father is obviously the most majestic king in the universe.It's just that he can't bear to hurt any father anymore, that's his debt to Odin.

"Loki, it's okay. I'll wait for you outside." He patted Loki's shoulder affectionately.

Loki looked at Thor's back, a little unhappy, until Thor disappeared, he noticed the woman who had been standing by the pillar on the right.The woman had such beautiful hair as English women do not have.Long and slightly curly, neatly woven with olive branches and leaves behind.Most importantly, her hair was also pure gold.

The young woman didn't take offense at Loki's provocative eyes, she bowed politely as a salute.

"Alright Loki, come and meet your future wife, Princess Catherine, the only daughter of the King of France."

Loki stared at Henry IV in shock: "What? What is my future wife? I don't know her at all!" In an instant, all the elegance and etiquette of being a prince were left behind, and he could only think about it Get away from that woman.

"Loki, as long as Catherine becomes your wife, the future Queen of England, there will be no war between England and France, and your children will become kings of both countries at the same time." Henry V pulled Catherine to his side: "From From now on, until you get married, Catherine will live in the palace on the east side."

"No, I don't agree."

"You have no right to say no."

"Father, you are really old. You are so afraid of war and want me to marry a woman I don't love as the price of peace?"

Henry IV was trembling with anger, and it was hard to restrain himself from losing his composure: "Don't tell me, do you still want to find a man to see me?"

There was a sudden silence in the palace, as if the air had frozen.

Catherine's English is not good, but she also felt the embarrassing atmosphere between father and son. She tried her best to say in French: "Dear king, respected prince, if this quarrel was caused by my arrival, I am very sorry. ..."

"You don't need to apologize." Henry IV interrupted her: "I just need to apologize. I personally spoiled my son into what he is today, talking back, ignoring etiquette, being arrogant, arrogant..."

"Father..."

"Shut up." Henry IV repeated: "Shut up, Loki Heinrich. This is my last warning. After one month, you must marry this Princess Catherine of France. Otherwise, you will never see your friend! "