Wearing a suit of armor, Askad was not only wearing a cloth face armor, but also a layer of chain mail during the period.

Almost thirteen years old, he has a height and physique that far exceeds that of Frankish peers in this era. Sitting on the stone platform of the fountain, in the eyes of Alicia and Gisla, this man with a tiny beard must be at least twenty years old up.

Askad's explanation surprised the two daughters. This man is only twelve years old?

"Isn't he the same age as me and the princess? Why?! This man is simply too strong a calf?!"

He only wore heavy armor when he was attacking the city, and it was a lie for Askad to say that he was not tired after wearing the armor.

He felt that he had completely conquered the second daughter, the black-haired one was clever, and the brown-haired one was more dull. They should be aware of the horrible consequences of fleeing. Now Askad finally let go of his guard.

He took off the blood-stained Ross cloth robe, which was only for decoration, and the robe was quickly washed in the hot spring. Most of the blood stains dissipated, and the last traces were washed away with soap.

The heavy cloth visor covering the upper body was taken off, revealing the interlocking chain mail inside in front of the two girls.

What does it mean to be so warrior? In Frank, only the elite regiments were eligible to wear double armor.

The iron helmet was placed on the stone platform, and Askader's blond hair fluttered in the breeze.

He has deep eyes, and sitting here now is inexplicably overflowing with sadness.

Princess Gisla subconsciously grabbed her maid Alicia. Her wrists were bruised from being bound for a long time. She didn't know what the future would hold. She could only rely on her maid now. At least she really felt that her "sister" Be wiser yourself.

Indeed, Alicia had seen the world in Lombardy, and had heard many wild tales of war.

The Goths in Lombardy rebelled against Charlemagne, and what they got was the brutal attack of the Frankish cavalry.

There are still many real Roman descendants in the local area, and their black hair is the best proof. Black hair is considered noble, and foreign barbarian chiefs are very keen to intermarry with them.

Of course Alicia has some Gothic blood, but the old Roman blood is still strong, at least her hair is black enough. However, Grandpa He participated in the rebellion against Charlemagne. For this reason, his whole family was punished and a large amount of property was confiscated, and some women's papers were taken away and their whereabouts are unknown.

If I was taken away by another foreign noble because of my beauty and Roman blood...

If it is true that "not a slave but a wife" as this young man who claims to be a nobleman of Ross claims, it may not be unacceptable. Besides, the boy's Latin was fluent, and it sounded no different from that taught by the priest.

Here Askader sat, evidenced by the huge feather decoration on his helmet.

He doesn't care that such a decoration will be lost on the battlefield. On the contrary, he is eager to duel with some ruthless characters, just like his father Arik, who is nicknamed domineering by the soldiers.

No, young people from the Seventh Banner Team walked out of the blood-stained palace with hippie smiles and heavy bags on their backs.

The deliberate imitation of the Roman pillars was stained with blood, and the dead bodies on the ground were rapidly cooling down to the ambient temperature, and the flowing blood water also solidified into slurry lakes.

The air was filled with an indescribable smell of fish and rust, which was exactly the smell of blood.

Askad, who witnessed this scene, did not feel any discomfort. He could hear the arrogant laughter in the distance, as if throwing gold from the ground. The facts are indeed true. The units of the Ross Allied Forces who looted the whole city are getting rich to varying degrees. The soldiers from the remote rural areas in the north don't say how many gold coins and silver coins they got, but they just took away daily necessities from the houses that the locals had no time to take away. Bringing it back to your hometown can instantly greatly improve your life.

For example, they were tearing cloths everywhere, bed sheets, curtains, tablecloths, all kinds of cloths were bundled together into big bags, and the soldiers carried them on their backs and jumped out happily to show off to the fellow villagers.

The young warriors easily saw their banner captain, and even noticed the two slaves sitting beside him.

Since the boss is sitting at the fountain, it should probably be the gathering place for the Seventh Banner.

Askad did choose an open land surrounded by a continuously gushing water source, where he could drink water to quench his thirst and wash his clothes, even if it was a campsite for tonight.

They didn't know that Blue Fox had issued an order to loot for three days (the day of siege counted as the first day), and they didn't care about it for the time being.

A group of brothers reported to their boss with a smile on their faces. The brothers were very restrained, so they naturally had to take a closer look at the two slaves of the boss. Their mouths were tightly locked, and they never talked about slaves to avoid any form His only offense was to report what he found in the palace to the boss.

They looted gold and silver candlesticks, tableware, and strange gadgets. They also unfolded the huge cloth bags on their backs to show the large amount of seized cloth.

"Gold and silver utensils, cloth, leather. We have all these things in our hometown, and you just stare at them and grab them?" Askad said casually.

The brothers looked at each other, and one of them shrugged and smiled and responded: "I also found that huge warm water pool. I heard that it is a place where nobles take a bath. Now some brothers feel comfortable jumping in it."

"Oh? I know that bathing place. There are brothers jumping in to take a bath, why don't you jump in?"

"It's unnecessary. We... just want to find a place to rest. Oh, this armor is really heavy. Since you have removed your armor, Boss, let's do it too."

"You can do whatever you want." Askad nodded, and said again: "We have no control over other armies. I am the boss of the Seventh Banner Squad. Since you have come out, pass my order to recall all the soldiers from the palace. Gather here!"

Hearing this, the soldiers were quite surprised.

"Don't understand? Execute the order quickly! Listen." Askad stood up suddenly, and the figure of Wei An appeared in front of the girl he liked, slamming Fang Qiu's appearance and boasting that he was domineering: "Go to the palace! Recall Soldiers! Remember, bring out all the wounded and dead brothers, there must be no one missing."

"Of order!" The soldiers stood at attention and answered, and some soldiers couldn't help murmuring: "Why bother. They are all descendants of Old Ross, so they have to speak Latin."

All the members of the Seventh Banner Team know Latin, and their proficiency varies. However, learning this is the king's death order. After learning, there will be an assessment. Because of the tiredness of logging, everyone would rather step up learning practical spoken Latin to meet the strange needs of King Rurik.

Askad hasn't told all his brothers that one of his two slaves is the Frankish princess, and he wants to prove to his favorite woman what it means to be a powerful Ross nobleman.

Five hundred people rushed into the palace, and the Aachen palace, which was not big in nature, was almost ransacked in a short period of time. Naturally, there are also secret rooms in the palace. After all, they are secret rooms, and they are secrets that have been buried until they are discovered.

"Brothers! Get out of the palace with your things! Boss wants everyone to gather!"

"Stop dawdling! Those who arrive late will be punished."

"Wounded brother, get out! Take away the brother who died in battle."

The soldiers who came out first made a fuss, and soon, as the sky was getting darker, the entire Seventh Banner Team appeared one after another. Every fighter carried trophies to varying degrees, and each individual became bloated.

There were two soldiers who had died from their injuries, and their bodies were also carried in front of Askad. And that was the price paid by the Seventh Banner throughout the siege of Aachen.

More than a dozen wounded were only minor injuries to the limbs, and the armor suits had protected most of the soldiers. The two who died in battle suffered fatal injuries to their necks and faces. This is the weak point of the armor suits' defense. helpless.

"Two brothers are dead. Is that all?" he said to himself, and looking up again at the massed warriors, he gave the order in Latin: "All! Centuries! Line up!"

As usual, the queue numbers are Latin words. The soldiers of Deling are just like in their hometown. First, the ships (platoon-level troops) are lined up, and then they are forming centuries (company-level troops). The four centurions lined up in a matrix and stood in front of Askad in an unconventional manner. Even in the dim light, their uniform heroic posture is still clear.

Like a dark forest appearing in the town square of Aachen.

No! All the young warriors were dressed in the same uniform, even if there were large and small bags of trophies piled up on the ground, their neat beauty could not be damaged in the slightest.

Askad did it on purpose, he didn't want his soldiers to be as messy as those Danish pirates who really entered the city, besides, there is a limit to personal ability, soldiers can't carry huge cargo like horses. It is even more absurd to walk fast and go to war with a lot of spoils. Greed is dangerous for a warrior. If the Seventh Banner Squad is caught up in the scramble for money and property, and then immersed in the looted wine and fat, how can such fighters talk about combat effectiveness?

He was able to realize this because he had a senior professor, not only his father Arik was educating him, but his uncle Rurik also gave him a warning.

He also has his own selfishness in doing so.

Askad didn't say a word to his slave, and the current scene really didn't need any statement. The army in front of him can be easily mobilized by himself, and only the great nobles in Frank can do this.

After some simple lectures, he ordered the disbandment of the whole army, but continued looting of the palace was prohibited.

Since it is the boss's order, let's execute it! The brothers all got more or less loot, and everyone comforted each other, saying that compared with how much gold and silver they got, just attacking Aachen, the capital of the Frankish Kingdom, is the greatest honor in this life.

But Blue Fox talked a lot to himself in front of Charlemagne's sarcophagus, and for him, this body also received great honor.

The sky was getting darker, and his order of "three days of free looting" began to be delivered, and soon he himself walked out of the Cathedral of Mary in Aachen, and the Palatine Chapel, where Charlemagne was buried, was restored as a forbidden place that the Russian army must never set foot on.

He walked out of the church with a group of soldiers from Anklas's hometown, and saw half-children from the Seventh Banner Team blatantly assembled as soon as he went out.

"What are these children doing? Askad, all your people have come out of the palace?"

The whole army plundered freely throughout the city, and all the troops divided their labor quite tacitly. The Ross elite stared at the royal palace and the cathedral to plunder, while the rest of the ministries plundered in sub-districts of the city, so as to avoid conflicts due to uneven distribution of spoils. Secondly, it can also evacuate valuables more efficiently.

Blue Fox held the helmet in his arms and led his soldiers to approach the Seventh Banner Team who had been resting in the square with great interest.

A bonfire had begun on the flagstone floor, apparently fueled by furniture removed from nearby houses. Many soldiers took off their heavy armor, and the fountain was crowded with people, obviously they were all washing their clothes.

"Hey! Askad!" Blue Fox roared casually.

The clever Askad quickly stood up, and he took advantage of the opportunity to show the blue fox that he had captured the Frankish princess.

He led the two girls and approached the blue fox, and the other party clearly saw the figures of the two young women. Lan Hu couldn't help but smiled knowingly, thinking that this kid has grown up, and he happened to have a topic to tease.

Without waiting for Askad to tell himself, the blue fox glanced at the faces of the two girls, and jokingly said: "Boy, you are just like your father."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Askad was a little confused.

"Think about your aunt Asraki, how did she meet your father."

Suddenly enlightened, Askad looked at the two girls beside him with hooked heads, and said bluntly: "It's still different. Aunt Asraki became noble because of my father, and my cousin Gustav. Although they are relatives, you know, I don't know them very well.

He was telling the truth, Arik had two wives, and Asraqi had been living in New Roseburg as a concubine who was born as a prisoner of war. Asuraki rebuilt her own family. In a sense, this kind of revival was "borrowed" from Arik. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that she is a popular person next to Rurik. He is an important minister of foreign relatives.

Askad could understand the meaning of Uncle Blue Fox's teasing, so he deliberately placed his two captives in front of him, "One is the Frankish princess, and the other is the princess's maid. Now, they are all my women."

"Princess?! You caught the princess?!"

The blue fox, who was in a comfortable mood, tensed up instantly, every fine hair stood on end, and now his slightly curly hair was very fluffy.

"You captured the princess? Lothar's daughter? Which one is the princess? Tell me."

"Uncle, you are too excited." Askad hurriedly pushed the black-haired girl slightly forward. "It's her. It is said that her name is Jisla. She is very brave. She even dared to fight with me in order not to be captured. I like this kind of brave girl very much. I will be her husband."

"Is that so?" The well-informed blue fox was instantly worried when he heard Askad's claim. He had previously had a secret conversation with Ludwig and learned that Lothair's family had gone to Strasbourg, and Aachen was on the way. It should be defense against emptiness, and it is indeed the case. One of the reasons for the emptiness of defense is that there are no members of the royal family, and there is no big man who needs heavy troops to defend, so naturally there are no heavy troops.

But... what if Ludwig's information is wrong? That guy has been staying in Mainz, how can he still know the details of Aachen?

"What about the other one?" Blue Fox didn't rush to question the princess, but continued to ask Askad.

"A maid."

"Maid? Maybe. Tell me how you captured these two girls."

It is the great honor of Askad that the blue fox naturally heard his fantastic descriptions as he eloquently.

"Oh? What do you mean, is Frank's princess protecting her maid? Is this the girl? You even put our shoes on him."

"I really like her."

"You. So simple."

The blue fox has become suspicious, the light under the setting sun continues to dim, even so he can detect the obvious difference between the two girls. The most obvious thing is the hair, the child who is said to be the maid, her hair is very curly, and it looks extremely orange in the sunset. As for the other, although it is also curly hair, the degree of curl is relatively weak, and the hair color is very dark, almost black.

"Come here! Find me a torch!"

After a while, a young soldier gave Master Blue Fox a burning wooden stick. Through the firelight, he saw the face of the girl with slightly curly hair clearly, and also noticed the obvious difference in hair color between the two girls, and this proved himself even more speculation.

"You!" Blue Fox immediately ordered in Latin: "Black-haired girl, put away your disguise! You are not a princess!"

He was just asking tentatively, and the words directly pierced Alicia's heart.

The girl didn't answer yet, but her trembling eyes and frightened expression fully proved that she was a pretender.

"Who's the real princess?" he continued. "It's you! Curly-haired girl. I have a very close relationship with your Uncle Ludwig, and I know your family has curly hair, and it can't be black hair." Princess, stand up, don't worry, we won't hurt a big nobleman."

Princess Ghisla still shook her head, she was very scared, after all, she was really just a weak, unseen girl who had a hellish day, and now she just hoped that it wasn't true.

There is no need to pretend anymore.

Through some contact, Alicia was convinced that the invading Ross people were part of the Normans. Since their leader knew Prince Ludwig, all the promises they claimed to "do no harm to the princess" must be true.

My mission is over, and I continue to pretend to be a princess to command and bring disaster to the real princess.

"Yes!" The black-haired Alicia raised her head. She suddenly stood in front of Gisla, blocked her with her body, raised her head and looked straight at another Ross noble general who knew Latin: "I am the princess." Maid, I will protect my master with my life. My master is the fourth daughter of His Majesty Lothair. Her status is extremely noble and her blood is extremely pure. She is a direct descendant of Charlemagne and is an existence that you must not defile. "

She explained all this very straightforwardly~www.mtlnovel.com~ Blue Fox was very satisfied with what she heard, and Askad had received quite a mental blow, but she was not too angry.

"You? An imposter?!"

Faced with Askad's questioning, she felt that if she exposed her identity now, she would be executed, and Alicia felt relieved when she thought of this. Not afraid, she silently turned her head and responded proudly with a smile on her face: "Askad, your name is Askad, right? I'm sorry I deceived you, but I am the princess's maid, and I will use everything means to protect her."

"Pretending to be her is also your method?"

"I'm afraid you will tarnish the noble princess. You are the attacker. If you are really going to be tarnished, I'd rather suffer on behalf of the princess."

"Ridiculous. I told you I wouldn't hurt you. How bold you are!"

"I'm bold. Then, kill me!" Alicia didn't care anymore. She turned around and raised her head, closed her eyes, deliberately exposed her fair neck, and faced Aska with a look of being killed. Germany.