Before William came, Roger was idle. He closed his eyes and began to recall the banquet in Nicia.

......

The Duke, who was confused by Mrs. Aida's beauty, made a very smooth decision to go to Pamukkale to take a hot spring.

Roger and Welfe, drinking wine, easily reached a harmonious relationship.

Roger not only maintained the independence of his army, but also obtained the command of more than 100,000 infantry and pilgrims under the Duke.

But in exchange, Roger had to lead the team to rush forward and defeat the three Roma cities along the way.

Roger did not feel at a disadvantage in this regard.

In his original plan, he was already planning to fight all the way from the Roma territory.

In this era, it would cost a lot to attack cities protected by walls.

Roger thought that it would be better to have more than 100,000 cannon fodders rushing ahead than to sacrifice his own line to fight.

Duke Welf even offered to send William to help Roger with a cavalry regiment led by him, including 700 heavy knights.

Roger's intuition told him that Welf's real purpose was actually to kick William away from Mrs. Aida.

William, who was so angry that his face was flushed, had not had time to object, but Mrs. Aida's little hand was put on his shoulder.

Mrs. Aida said in a coquettish manner: "William, I have always heard that you are a brave person. Can you show me your bravery?"

So William was dealt with.

The guy said excitedly as if he was fed with chicken blood: "Beautiful Mrs. Aida, I will clear all obstacles on the way forward for you."

Roger looked at him coldly, thinking that this method was good.

He thought, no wonder many business negotiations in later generations would find a few beautiful women to participate.

He wondered if he should raise some beauties when he had time.

At this moment, although he was confused, Welf, who was obviously still in basic political awareness, suddenly invited Little Bosimund to go to Pamukkale to take a hot spring bath with him.

Little Bosimund, whose eyes were floating through Mrs. Aida's plump breasts from time to time, agreed without even discussing with Roger.

Roger curled his lips helplessly.

As the mercenary leader hired by Bosimund, Roger naturally could not refuse the employer's decision in front of everyone.

He shook his head and thought, Xiao Boximond, this is what you asked for.

Do you know the real purpose of Welfe inviting you to take a hot spring bath?

He is actually taking you as a hostage.

However, Roger considered it from another perspective and thought it was good.

He thought that if an important person was added to the agreement reached by both parties, the agreement would be more binding.

After commanding the large force into the Roma territory, Roger himself may have a fierce battle with the Roma at any time.

In the battle, he will definitely be busy with command and it is impossible to always pay attention to the safety of Little Bosimund.

So let this child follow Duke Welf and Lady Aida, and their elite cavalry regiment with a total of nearly 30,000 people, be safer than staying with him.

Roger wasn't worried, either, that Welf wouldn't entertain Boschmond.

These days, nobles all want face.

Roger believed that Welf would definitely entertain him in accordance with the etiquette that matched Little Boschymond's identity.

The only thing Roger was worried about was whether this brat with French ancestry, who seemed to have not been weaned, would have been absorbed by Mrs. Aida, a thousand-year-old monster.

But Roger thought that this was not something he could control, and he almost fell into the hands of this Mrs. Aida.

He thought, how could this woman in her 40s be so attractive?

......

Just as Roger began to spread his imagination, he heard someone walking into the hall with his sensitive ears.

He opened his eyes and saw that it was William and his men who walked in.

William sat carelessly in the first seat to Roger's left.

As soon as he sat down, he shouted, "I'm so thirsty. Why is this damn weather so hot?

"Are there any drinks? Why don't you bring some wine!"

Roger thought that for you Shenluo people who live in high latitudes and are used to cool summers, the weather in the Mediterranean is indeed too hot.

Lord Dorile greeted the servants and served wine to William and his gang.

William just took a sip and spit it out.

He cursed and said, "What kind of broken wine is this? Is it something that people drink?"

Roger knew that although William swore generously in front of Mrs. Aida, William would definitely be unhappy after the impulse.

He guessed that William must be thinking in his heart now, how great it would be if he could soak in hot springs in Pamukkale with Mrs. Aida and drink the best wine.

But Roger knew that William was just venting, and he really made him go against his oath. Now he went to Pamukkale, but he refused. After all, he was a nobleman and he still wanted his face.

At this time, William pointed his finger at Muttier again, and he said, "Who is this? Why is there a Sarasenite here?"

Roger explained in a comforting tone: "This is the translator I hired. When we enter the Roman territories, someone needs to understand their language."

William mumbled, "What's the best translation? Just call it all the way."

But William just muttered a few words and did not continue to get involved in this matter.

Roger knew that these Shenluo people did not have any deep hatred between the Arabs.

This is also the reason why he dared to put Mutteyi on the stage.

William seemed to have vented enough, and he asked seriously: "Why do we come here?"

Roger asked Henk to take out the map he drew and spread it on the table.

He raised his voice and said, "Everyone, next we are going to enter the border of Romseljuk.

“It is very unsafe to continue to marching like this.

"I decided to repair it here for half a month, that is, I will stay until the end of July."

Roger looked at the Lord Dorile opposite and said, "It's okay to replenish supplies."

The Lord of Dorile replied humbly: "No problem, no problem. As long as you restrain the soldiers, don't let them rob them at will. I will organize manpower to ensure the supply of your army."

Roger shook his index finger and said, "Don't worry, who dares to disobey military discipline? I'll hang him.

"In addition, this army is not my army, but His Majesty the Emperor's army.

"We are not eating you for nothing. You don't have to pay the tax this year to the emperor.

"You go and write to the Deputy Emperor John, that I will not be polite to him in view of his 'generousness' to me. I have spent these taxes on him."
Chapter completed!