The short night passed quickly, and although morning came, almost all the soldiers who had been tired for the day yesterday were fast asleep.
Alicia didn't run away this night. She could run away, but then? There would be nowhere to go.
Besides, she has been possessed by this man, and even though she has not had sex, she is indeed no longer pure.
"Could it be that I can only be a Norman in the future? What will happen if I am taken captive to a cold place?"
She continued to lie still until the sun dispersed the fog and dew, and the city square gradually became lively.
She subconsciously moved her body, accidentally waking Asgard.
"You didn't run away..."
"I can not."
"Then get up." Askard rubbed his eyes vigorously and looked at the calm girl with satisfaction. "Are you hungry? Eat something."
"good."
"I'll give you a change of clothes later. You have to dress up like one of our Ross women."
"As ordered, Your Highness..."
Alicia behaved extremely submissively and now sat up and let Asgard do his bidding.
She stood up again as ordered, and was immediately looked at by the soldiers of the Seventh Flag. The brothers couldn't help but tease her. Everyone said that Asgard became a real man that night.
The two of them must have had a relationship! There is no doubt about this. No one dares to question their boss, nor dare to openly talk nonsense. Even if it is a rude ridicule, the boss will never hear it.
What did the Normans eat? There were dry wheat cakes and dried fish placed in front of Alicia, which were dry food for grinding teeth. She looked at them in wonder, but she was so hungry that she had to pick them up and eat them slowly.
Seeing her struggling, Askard grabbed the wheat cakes and ate them and said, "You won't have to eat these things when we get back to Ross. We also have bread, wheat porridge, and honey cheese. Ah, say
To honey…”
As if Askard had cast a spell, he actually took out a glass bottle from his linen pocket, and there was indeed a bit of honey in it. Alicia was astonished: "Crystal bottle? Did you steal it?"
"Robbing it? Ridiculous. I made it myself. I will take care of your wound later..." As he said that, he pulled out the cork, poured some sticky Eastern European honey on the wheat cake, and handed it to
In the hands of his own woman: "Eat it, it's very sweet."
All the priests said that the Normans were savage murderers. They were unkempt, had strange patterns on their bodies, and did all kinds of evil with their teeth and claws.
Perhaps what the priest said was all fallacy?
The dry and hard wheat cakes paired with honey have indeed become a delicacy. Is this exquisite snack that is supposed to be enjoyed by the nobles actually the marching food of the Russian army? She couldn't help but be suspicious after hearing Askard's explanation.
"You... you can even use magical spells to make crystal bottles, and you have delicious honey. All of you are... very neatly dressed. And your weapons are excellent. Why? You are already very rich, why bother to invade Aachen again?"
"You are so brave. You actually asked me about this while eating the delicious food I gave you." Askard did not expect that she would ask this.
"But, I am already yours. Even if I know this, it must be nothing, right? I just want to know the answer."
"Answer?" Askard shrugged. He knew very little about this war. Since the woman asked, it would be okay to explain what he knew.
"We are going to invade Aachen! Because Charlemagne's tomb is here. We will not destroy the tomb, but we must invade and sack Aachen. Our enemy of the Kingdom of Rus is Lothair. Defeating him will bring glory."
"The glorious battle?" Alicia continued to ask.
"good."
"But, you killed all the palace attendants, how could they be guilty? If it weren't for... I am the woman you like, I will definitely die, right?"
Asked this question, Askard couldn't turn his head around. If the situation continued, could it turn into a unilateral and righteous rebuke from the girl?
"Maybe," he said, "but you are my woman. Eat the food and I will take you to a secluded house to change clothes."
In Alicia's own opinion, the news she just heard was a kind of transgression. The other party was a young Norman nobleman, probably a prince-level nobleman, and she was just a humble maid in the final analysis. Even if she was the princess's personal maid, she was still a maid.
.
Even the fate has been arranged long ago. It is said that after the term of the princess's maid ends, she will be arranged to spend her life peacefully in a women's monastery. She will remain pure until the end of her life. She will not be favored by any man in her life, and naturally she will not be favored by any man.
It would be so destructive for a woman to have any children.
And this is also the continuous punishment of the Frankish royal family to the descendants of the former Lombard rebels - making them naturally extinct in the name of serving the gods.
But now the body has been taken over by a Norman noble. Although there is no fact, it is impossible to explain clearly.
In an instant, the invisible shackles on her shoulders were lifted, and she felt that she had endless freedom.
No, when the brothers of the Seventh Flag Team saw their boss Askard walking by, they were shocked to see that the long-haired girl was unrestrained. She was still wearing a torn robe but her feet were
Authentic Ross high-top leather boots. The girl was following behind the boss, like a completely tamed pony.
There were many houses that could be used as dressing rooms. He randomly found a vacant house and Ascard closed the door. It was here that he saw everything about Alicia clearly.
Shy? Really shy.
Blushing Alicia bravely put on the full set of clothes delivered by Asgard. All the clothes were essentially changed by Asgard himself. No, this was the first time in her life that she put on pants and also wore them.
He wore a fine linen shirt that was cut very finely.
One of the major differences between the real elite of the Russian army and other teams in the alliance is that the entire army wears one-piece trousers with unique underwear inside. All the details originated from the requirements of King Rurik. Over the years, new and old soldiers have
Already used to it.
Askard didn't think anything of it, but Alicia really felt awkward.
"Very good. She looks like a female warrior. I like it." Askard couldn't help but clapped his hands.
Alicia, who was still blushing, raised her head and looked at herself. She had never worn men's clothes in her entire life. Now she felt so excited about stepping on traditional red tape without having to face any sanctions.
"Are you...satisfied?"
"Not enough. Your hair."
"Hair?" The girl covered her long hair hanging on her shoulders: "What do you want?"
"You know horses. It's like a horse's tail. You have to keep a ponytail. Stand still and let me do it."
If she wants to live as a Rus' woman, she should have fancy braids. If she wants to live as a Rus' female warrior, her hair should show off her ability.
King Rus's "blond ponytail" hairstyle became a hairstyle that many warriors imitated. Askard himself tied his hair with rope to make him appear energetic.
He stroked Alicia's thick black hair as if stroking the mane of a docile pony. He held large strands of hair in his hands, and finally knotted it into a black ponytail. The temples were still hanging down. There was nothing important to do today. Askard patiently braided the hair on his temples, and finally tied it with the ponytail on the back of his head.
Alicia completely changed her image. For the first time, her hair was tight and the hairline on her forehead was extremely clear. She changed the image of a maid in a wide robe and long skirt. Her dress was quite slim, and the special features of a woman on her chest were also passively displayed. Such dressing was extremely immoral in the Frankish court. It is said that all female warriors in the Kingdom of Rus must be dressed in this way for a very simple reason - it is easier to fight.
So when she appeared again, in the eyes of the soldiers of the Seventh Flag, a female Ross warrior was born!
Girls with old Russian ancestry in their hometown must receive military training. Even if their overall physical fitness is weaker than that of men, training is still necessary.
Facing the looks cast by the guys one after another, Ascard held his chin high and stood proudly.
He pulled Alicia's wrist back to the fountain and shouted a few times to attract many soldiers to gather here.
"Okay! Everyone! Look at me!" He then asked Alicia to stand on the stone platform of the fountain and become the center of attention: "I have something to announce! This woman! Alicia! I am Aska. De's wife! From now on, she is a member of our seventh flag team and a Valkyrie of our flag team! Do you understand?"
What is going on? Is the boss obsessed with a female prisoner?
Female warrior? She deserves it too?
Many soldiers feel that the boss has fallen into the soft land of women and cannot extricate himself. To be fair, the brothers are also envious of it. Anyway, this time the boss did not even steal gold and silver, but gave everyone the opportunity to make a fortune. He is a really good boss. As for this woman’s new identity, it’s up to the boss to do whatever he likes.
Yesterday morning she was the princess's personal maid, in the afternoon she became a slave with an unknown fate, at night she was defined as the conqueror's wife, and now she is a Norman female warrior?
Alicia found it difficult to adapt to the series of identity changes. She heard many young warriors wearing blue stripes and white robes yelling and cheering loudly. Now her new identity has been confirmed.
Askard took her down, then put it against her ear and said: "Now you are my personal guard. You will not have your own sword for the time being. Now you take care of my daily life just like you take care of the Frankish princess."
"As you command, Your Highness." After saying that, she bent down, intending to perform court etiquette, only to realize that her hands were holding the hem of a skirt that did not exist. She was extremely embarrassed for a moment.
Askard almost laughed out loud. He had to give his wife some face, but he held it back.
"All soldiers are free to move around! If you want to rob, continue, cherish the time!" He finally issued this order to his subordinates, then looked at Alicia and said in Latin: "Remember your new identity. Let's go. Let me take you to see your past master."
"Gisla!?" Alicia was startled.
"She must be fine. I think if you see that she is completely fine, you will feel free to be my woman. I don't like that woman, but I have to tell her that you already have a new master."
"As you command, Your Highness."
Just as Askard estimated, the fourth princess Gisla who fell into the hands of the blue fox was certainly safe.
His words yesterday really stimulated the blue fox deeply, and even made him think of some possibilities. Take a closer look at this princess, she does not have the all-powerful beauty, but her youthful vitality and aristocratic temperament are indeed interesting.
Compared to other brothers in the family, Blue Fox now lives a passive and moderate life. He will not delay his affairs by eating and drinking. As the highest military commander, he is now leading troops to occupy the entire city of Aachen, even though he is a conqueror, he is still on pins and needles.
While he allowed a large number of soldiers to loot freely, he also arranged for Rus' elite, especially the soldiers of the First Standard Corps of the Standing Army, to serve as sentries after drawing lots. These people stood at the four gates of the city, and arranged a small number of people on the city walls, keeping their eyes open.
Stare into the distance.
Aachen's trench defense measures were also used by the Russian army. Except for the drawbridge at the south gate, which was lowered, the drawbridges at the other three gates were upright and the gates were closed. This was to guard against the Frankish King Qin's army rushing to assist Aachen.
Unlike Asgard and Alicia, who are the same age, Blue Fox is nearly twenty years older than Princess Gisla.
Of course, Gisla couldn't completely trust the Blue Fox, but she had no choice. She acted glumly and mechanically completed all the Blue Fox's requests.
She ate some food, but when she thought about the blood and corpses, she was so mentally stimulated that she vomited out the food she had swallowed.
By the next day, her mental state was still not good, the swelling in her cheeks and eyes had subsided, and she had returned to her normal appearance. A melancholy look was written on her face, and her overall condition was very bad.
Lan Hu sent someone to guard her while he climbed onto the city wall of Aachen. He looked at the entire city from a higher position and couldn't help but sigh: "Except for the palace and the church, which are grand enough, the other buildings are not glorious. The whole thing is still relatively poor."
Not to New Roseburg.”
The city of Aachen is considered good, but it is because of the looting of Maastricht and Liège. Many streets in the latter two are quite dirty. The city of Aachen also has the same problem. There are open roads on the side of the remote alleys.
There was also a strange smell in the air during the meeting. If it hadn't been for the drainage system created by the natural hot springs here, the situation would have been worse.
The corpses of the Frankish soldiers in the square were moved to a pile. The Russian army would never bury these people. The corpses were only moved to make room for loading the looted loot.
Blue Fox had already arranged the task, and on this morning, all the trolleys still outside the city were transported to the central square of the city.
The army also captured all the vehicles in the city during the looting, especially some horses and ready-made carriages from the stables at the back end of the palace, which greatly increased the transportation capacity of the Russian army.
A large granary in the city was discovered, and the food piled up was all treasure! Unfortunately, the Russian army was unable to move it away.
It cannot be moved or burned down. The promise made to Ludwig that "the city will not be set on fire" must be fulfilled.
Blue Fox then asked the army to open their stomachs and eat as much as they could, so the household furniture was further used as firewood, and the captured cooking utensils were used to cook the captured oats and wheat. Soldiers from all walks of life feasted on it, and even the captured horses did not have to eat grass for the first time.
Instead, he buried the horse's head in a pottery urn and chewed oats.
The blue fox came back after an inspection. He quickly saw Askard, and also noticed that there was... a woman following this boy.
"Uncle, you are finally back."
"You? Ascard, what are you going to do? Do you know that the princess locked in this room is?" Blue Fox asked in surprise.
"It's precisely because I found out about this that I came."
"Still obsessed with the princess? You said in public that you don't want the princess."
"Of course." Askard said with a bad smile: "She is your canary. Uncle, she is yours!"
"Absurd." The beard of the blue fox, who was pretending to be angry, was trembling. He happened to be back and wanted to see how the imprisoned Gisla was doing now.
He approached Askard and paid special attention to the woman disguised as a man next to him. "Your slave is dressed... like a female warrior. You have tamed her."
"She is my wife, and she is also my female warrior. Isn't she a female warrior? I like women who dare to draw their swords and fight with my life. Now, she obeys my words." After that, Askard said casually.
Latin command: "Alicia! Stand at attention! Salute!"
No, Alicia really straightened her body, and then hit her chest with her right fist. This was the etiquette of the Russian army, and it is said that it imitated the military etiquette of the ancient Roman legions.
The blue fox was amazed: "Did you really tame her?"
"Yes. She is now a member of my seventh flag team."
"Okay. It's a pity that Gisla...she is really delicate." The blue fox glanced at Askard, and then signaled to the arranged guard.
This house is like a birdcage. When the door is opened, the canary, who is obviously haggard, is sitting on the wooden chair.
Seeing the haggard face of the princess, even if she changed her identity, how could the past friendship disappear in an instant? She rushed forward with a strong step and helped her former master, but unexpectedly, Gisla, dressed as a Rus warrior, struggled to break away.
"Come quickly! Devil! Murderous devil!"
"It's me! Alicia! Your Highness, calm down."
It was only when she heard a familiar voice that Princess Gisla calmed down, and after taking a closer look at the face of the person in front of her, she realized that she was her personal sister.
"You? What's wrong with you? Alicia, you...why are you wearing their clothes? I thought you were dead." As she said this, two lines of hot tears flowed from the princess's eyes.
Everything was said without saying anything. Alicia subconsciously held the princess in her arms and cried silently. It was like sisters reunited after a long separation, like sisters about to be separated forever, like a chance for the two girls to reunite for the last time.