Gate of Revelation Chapter 225: [Your name? 】

[Two in One Chapter]

Chapter 225 [Your name? 】

Three people were discussing. Suddenly not far from the mercenary camp, a group of soldiers came in line. The first person was wearing a shirt that was clearly different from the others, wearing a round cloak, and a large belt around his waist , Sabre hung on the belt. √∟,

The most important thing is that this guy also wears a pointed round bowler hat with a white feather in it.

This looks like a typical medieval French-inspired outfit. Because the base camp of the Norman family is in France, the French color in the Norman Legion is very strong.

The arrival of this group seems to have immediately caused a commotion in the mercenary group.

The guy with white feathers on his hat took out a roll of parchment with a high toe, unfolded it, coughed hard twice, and started reading aloud.

A lot of mercenaries tried to surround the past, but were violently pushed away by the soldiers around him, never let people approach within two meters of that guy.

This time you can see the gap.

The soldiers are obviously regular Norman Legions. They wear breastplates, lined with linen robes, and have better weapons and equipment. Some hold long axes, but most of them are holding swords and shields. .

Contrast, it seems that the men of the mercenary regiments around them are just a bunch of black people.

The three Chen Xiaolian immediately got up and followed the crowd.

The guy who read aloud has almost read the contents of the parchment.

Finally, he gave the parchment to an officer-like man next to him, and scanned the crowd with his eyes. He also covered his nose with his hands, and seemed to be dissatisfied with the bad smell here in the mercenary camp. Look.

"What happened?" Chen Xiaolian asked a strange mercenary beside him casually.

This mercenary has only one eye and a leather eye covering on his face, which looks a bit sturdy, but Chen Xiaolian's question did not answer this guy. Instead he glanced back at him, his eyes were cold, and he turned away.

"He is dumb."

A spiteful voice came from behind him. Chen Xiaolian turned his head and saw a thin guy with thin yellow hair. The head is large, the neck is thin, and the body is a bit weak. But it has a long nose that is typical of a Frenchman.

"Are you?"

"Lockett, from Nantes. But you don't have to remember my name, everyone calls me a big head." Big head smiled: "What about you?"

"I ... My name is Little Face. From ..."

"Your hair is like those heretics." Staring at Chen was pretty standard. Are you not a fugitive? I have never seen a freelancer with your skin color and hair color. "

Chen Xiaolian stared alertly at this head.

"Okay, don't be nervous." Haha laughed: "Everyone in the mercenary group, as well as fugitives and robbers. I knew a guy who was wanted by six different lords. "

Suddenly, looking at Chen Xiaolian with his head: "Your nickname is small face? This nickname is interesting. But your face is really small. It looks a bit like my nickname."

Chen Xiaolian didn't say anything. Obviously, this is a familiar guy. He asked, "May I ask, what did that guy say?"

"Oh, he's Taylor Buddha, the attendant knight beside Lord Duke Norman. We should call his lord, and call his name directly, but the whip will be drawn." The head lowered his voice, pointed at the hat and put feathers Guy. Continued: "He is here to issue an order. Lord Duke wants to convene a voluntary team of manpower components, probably what kind of combat missions. The conditions are good. You can keep all the loot without handing in. I think many people are tempted. Here. "

Chen Xiaolian's heart moved, looking at this head: "Oh? Are you tempted?"

"I?" The head laughed with a self-deprecating smile: "I don't have such a great ability. Man, we are mercenaries. Generally speaking, the higher the conditions offered by the Duke, the more dangerous the battle is. My ability Very ordinary. I came to the war just to make a little money and just follow everyone around. I didn't want to really give my life here. "

Stuck, Chen Xiaolian approached his head, and lowered his voice, "Yes, if you have any needs here, you can find me ... I mean, I can get some good things. For example ... Wine, and get some meat and other things. I also know a pastor with the army. If you are a devout believer, I can ask him to help you with a prayer before the war, of course ... you Knowing that those clergy are very busy, so ... "

Speaking, this guy embarrassedly extended a few fingers and made a gesture.

Obviously, this gesture Chen Xiaolian immediately understood.

"Thanks, I will find you if necessary." Chen Xiaolian patted the guy's shoulder, then turned his head to glance at the tire and spare tire, winking at the two.

Both of them understood.

Three people squeezed forward in the crowd. The muscular man with a tire opened the road, and quickly ran into the crowd and pushed to the front.

"Stay back !!!"

A Norman soldier threatened Chen Xiaolian and others with a hatchet.

"We sign up." Chen Xiaolian took a step back, but stared at the guy named Taylor Buddha.

Taylor Buddha also saw Chen Xiaolian, but Chen Xiaolian's body was short and not very eye-catching, but the tires around him made Taylor Buddha's eyes bright.

"Let them come over." Taylor Buddha waved.

Chen Xiaolian glanced at the soldier, and saw that the other party loosened his axe and took two steps.

"You should salute the knight!" a soldier reminded loudly.

Chen Xiaolian sighed and had to bend down.

"Are you mercenaries? Where did you come from? Tales?"

Come on.

"Well, I'm not interested in who you are. But the Lord Duke said that anyone who is willing to sign up can enjoy a good meal and a hot bath to wash. You are lucky." Paid, Taylor Buddha frowned a little, looked at Chen Xiaolian, and looked at the spare tire: "But we don't need it for everyone."

"I can fight well." Chen Xiaolian remained calm. Steady answer.

"..." Taylor Buddha froze and laughed.

Not only him, but the soldiers around him, as well as other mercenaries, laughed wildly.

Chen Xiaolian's height is only one meter seven, and the typical figure of the yellow race is naturally thin in the eyes of Caucasians.

Even that head. Looks stronger than him.

"Can you fight, I will try you guys a little while, and then select. If you can really fight, I will let you be my attendant." Taylor Buddha glanced proudly at Chen Xiaolian, but looked at the tire When I was there, my eyes were more satisfied: "This is not bad."

Despite the high rewards, as the brain said before, many old churros in mercenaries know that the better the conditions. The more dangerous the task.

So there are not as many people signing up as expected. Taylor Buddha has stood here for more than 20 minutes, and there are less than 100 people in total.

This number obviously makes Taylor Buddha a little bit upset.

"Hell ... I need at least a hundred and fifty people, too few." Taylor Buddha muttered in a low voice.

But he couldn't help it ... his master, Duke William himself, couldn't afford more money now.

This guy's tactics to draw the Allies are to write a blank check. The land of England, which has not yet been conquered, is a condition of reward.

This is almost the technique of the empty glove white wolf.

The Norman Legion that maintains their own home has spent the Duke's financial resources 7778.

What's more, a large army crossed the sea to invade England, and paid a lot of money to the Italian pirates, otherwise we could not let everyone swim across the sea.

Taylor can't help it. Had to leave with a hundred people unhappy.

The three Chen Xiaolian left together and were taken to the central area directly behind Muzhai.

This is obviously where the Norman Legion is based. The tents and order here look much better.

On a hillside, obviously the coach's tent. It just looks bigger.

The soldiers are obviously much better equipped, in sharp contrast to those of the mercenary regiment.

Chen Xiaolian saw many such armors and weapons in the exhibition hall of the Tower of London before.

"Okay, select now. I don't want to be too poor."

Taylor seems a little listless. He points his finger at Chen at will. Can you fight? Then try it. If you lie, I will let you whip you up and throw you out. "

Chen Xiaolian grinned.

He stepped out politely and stood on the open space.

"Who wants to try with him? Who beats this tadpole. I gave him a leg of lamb." Taylor Buddha exclaimed.

The attractiveness of a leg of lamb is obviously not. This danger is too small to mention. If it is replaced by a tire, it may still be considered.

Taylor's voice just dropped, and he saw a mercenary who was about the same height as Chen Xiaolian jumped out. Although he was about the same height, this guy looked much stronger.

"Come on! You are my lunch !!!" This guy grinned, his teeth were mottled and incomplete. After all, this is the Middle Ages. His teeth were knocked out during the battle, but no dentist installed fake teeth for you.

As for the golden teeth used by nobles, ordinary people cannot afford them.

The tyre spared a lot of laughs, but they took two steps back, holding their arms.

Just a joke, Chen Xiaolian, who has strengthened his body, has at least b + level power. It is no problem to drop an elephant with his bare hands!

It may not work against the best masters, but if you put it in the ordinary people's pile, that is the template of the peerless generals!

"I need a weapon." Chen Xiaolian suddenly exclaimed.

Although he has a sword in the stone, that sword is not suitable for being taken out here.

"Hell, do you have no weapons yourself? How did you mix in as a mercenary without weapons?" Taylor Buddha was a little bit dissatisfied, but said nothing to the soldiers around him, "Give him an axe." /

What Chen Xiaolian threw was an extremely poor axe.

Axe blades are not metal, but ground out of stone.

A wooden stick is tied to it.

Chen Xiaolian didn't care, and held it in his hand.

"Boy, are you ready !!!" The mercenary opponent seemed a little impatient and jumped anxiously, holding a short-handed axe in his hand at least metallic.

"OK. So ... let's get started."

Taylor yawned boringly, he thought the battle was no suspense ...

However, just when he opened his mouth and yawned, the expression on his face suddenly seemed to be punched hard! !!

The mercenary rushed to the uncle, waving his axe, the next moment ...

Boom! !!

A figure flew straight out, even over Taylor's head! Then fell heavily in the mud!

After this guy landed. Lying on the ground mourning, struggling but couldn't get up.

Tylerfoy's eyes widened, and he stared at the uncle in front of him in surprise.

"You ..."

"Do you need to try again?" Chen Xiaolian casually struck the ground with an axe.

Tyler Buddha froze for a moment, and his eyes have changed. He tilted his head and whispered to a soldier next to him: "Go try him ... two people together."

The two soldiers took off their helmets and walked up. They surrounded Chen Xiaolian from left to right.

Both have swords in their hands, one of them holding a shield.

Tylerfoy cheered up and stared at the cricket boy carefully ...

...

"I think. The location of the decisive battle can be chosen ..."

In the big tent, a young man dressed in aristocratic clothes was spitting in his mouth and saying something.

The ventilation in the tent is not good, and the smell of animal skins.

But for these nobles, it doesn't seem to pay much attention to these.

And a guy with a beard wearing a red robe, sitting on it, was very sturdy, but listened carefully. He didn't care about the spit from this guy's mouth from time to time.

But just at this time ...

Boom! !!

The big account was near the door, and suddenly I didn't know that something had come in. Smashed a big tent door!

The seven or eight generals in the tent jumped up and brushed a few times. Several people had already pulled out their swords and rushed to the bearded guy before, yelling, "Protect the king !!! ! "

"What's going on !!!"

"Guards !!!"

After everyone saw it, they found the guy who had come in through the tent. Amazingly a soldier wearing the Norman Legion costume!

The beard snorted, stood up and went down, and gently pushed away the officer general who pulled his sword to protect himself. Surrounded by the warriors to assassinate me! "

The bearded man walked out of the tent, and the others followed.

...

It's just a few meters outside the tent under the hillside. Chen Xiaolian stood there, and there were seven or eight soldiers in front of him who had pulled out their swords and raised their shields, and surrounded him with desperation.

Chen Xiaolian frowned, but did not respond, just turned to look at Taylor Buddha.

"Master Knight, is this the winning reward?"

Taylor is already dead.

He can already accept that this shy man may be able to fight ... but he didn't expect that he could hit this level!

Two fully-armed soldiers, who are still their own guards, are very good at their skills, but they were killed with just one photo!

The man holding the shield was slightly bumped by the tadpole. His body was like a straw bark, and even the man flew out with the shield.

The soldier with the sword was grabbed by the opponent, and even the man with the sword went straight out!

God! That is alone! !!

Not a rabbit! !! !!

When the soldier was thrown out directly and fell into the coach's big account, Taylor Buddha finally reacted.

The soldier in charge of guarding the big account has rushed out and surrounded Chen Xiaolian. As long as Taylor Buddha made a little gesture at this time, they planned to rush up and divide the cricket.

"Wait a minute !!! Don't do it !!!"

Taylor suddenly woke up, his eyes glowed with excitement, and he yelled, his hat was crooked, and the white feather did not know where it fell, but this guy hurried Rushed out.

"Don't hurt him! Don't do it !!"

Taylor's eyes were polished.

At this time, he heard a familiar and majestic voice: "Teller, please explain why a soldier flew into my tent?"

Taylor turned back and saw the red robe with a beard standing at the entrance of the tent. His face was white, and he bent down quickly.

"Master, Lord Duke!"

The soldiers below turned around and bent over towards the tent on the slope.

Taylor climbed up and came up to the beard, whispered something, and pointed at Chen Xiaolian.

The look on the beard has changed.

He strode down suddenly.

He just walked directly to Chen Xiaolian and looked at this shy guy who didn't look strong.

"How old are you?"

"... eighteen years old."

"Do you know who I am?" The beard frowned.

Chen Xiaolian then bent over: "Master Duke."

This bearded man is undoubtedly the ancestor of Xianyin, the founding monarch who founded the Norman Dynasty, William I!

"I heard that you can fight well and beat three people?"

"Yes." Chen Xiaolian looked up.

William turned back, looked at the tent, and estimated the distance: "How far is the distance from the tent here? Taylor Buddha?"

"Yes ..." Taylor Buddha ran down with sweat, and said loudly, "Master Duke, there are about fifteen steps."

"Fifteen steps? It's not hard to throw a person 15 steps away." William laughed, his eyes seemed very happy: "I've seen the best warriors, I'm afraid I can't do that. "

He looked at Chen Xiaolian happily: "Tell me your name, scum!"

"... I'm not stingy." Chen Xiaolian frowned.

"Oh? Then tell me where you are and what your name is." William didn't care.

Taylor immediately moved his eyes and hurried to Chen! Lord Duke, this is to reward you, you are lucky! "

"... I ..." Chen Xiaolian thought for a while: "Master Duke, I am from a distant east. My hometown is called ...

De Marcia.

My name is Galen. "

William Haha smiled: "Okay! Galen from Demasia! From now on, you are not a mercenary! You can enter the Norman Legion! If you perform well in battle, I don't Mind you, after the war, you will be given the title of a knight! I am the King of England, this is the power that God has given me! "

The tyre and spare tire are standing in the distance. The spare tire rips off the corner of the mouth and lowers its voice: "Boss ... Gallen of Demasia, the name of the head is too ... yes, are we Also make a fake name?

Otherwise I'm Jiawen. Your name is Zhao Xin. "

"Get off! You **** is a chrysanthemum letter!"

"Hey! We are brothers, my mother is your mother."

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...... (to be continued ...)