The blood flowed like a stream, dyeing the grass and flowers along the bank red, making the ground as red as hell.
Ella brought a handful of soil that was not stained with blood from a distance and sprinkled it on the face of the baby who was in her mother's arms and had been disemboweled along with her mother.
Izcoatl has disappeared, and the complicated tunnels make tracking it extremely difficult.
"Amy," Ella suddenly asked: "If they are still hiding in the tunnel, they may not be discovered by Izcoatl, and they may not die, right?"
"If they continue to hide in the tunnel, even if they don't meet Izkoatl today, they will be caught out by Izkoatl tomorrow." Amy comforted Ella softly, "Your Majesty, you don't have to blame yourself.
You made the right decision."
Ella stared at the corpses with their hearts dug out, and after a long time, she said lightly:
"Increase the escort manpower and send out all Winchester's soldiers to escort the villagers. In addition, let several villages gather together and move forward, don't separate one by one. Amy, your Fenrir is fast, you
Can you take charge of commanding this escort operation?"
Amy was stunned: "I have no problem. But Your Majesty, won't you take command personally?"
Before Ella could say anything, an English servant hurried over with an urgent message: "King of Sweden! Something bad has happened! King of Knights, King of Knights, he has passed away!"
"What did you say?" Ella's calmness that she had been trying to maintain was shattered at this moment, "Say it again?"
"King of Knights, he's out of breath! He hasn't breathed for several minutes!"
"Why at this time!"
Although Alfred's death was already expected, Winchester was in a state of agitation now. If the news of Alfred's death spread again at this time, it would lead to unpredictable serious consequences.
"Amy, I'll leave the escort to you. I'll go back first!"
Ella climbed on the horse and hurried forward for a short distance. Suddenly, she thought of something, turned the horse's head and returned to Amy.
"Amy, I almost forgot to mention that this place is not far from the sea. Go and prepare something for me. Send it to Winchester City as soon as you're ready."
"What?"
"Something only you can get."
Ella whispered a few words into Amy's ear. After arranging the matter, she turned her horse's head again and rushed towards Winchester anxiously.
Alfred's palace was dark. Ella jumped off the horse, pushed away the obstructive guards and servants, and ran all the way towards Alfred's room.
"Where is Alfred? Where is his body now? Where is it?"
Ella roared and pushed open the door, only to see Alfred lying on a chair, dying and smiling at her. After a brief daze, she turned around and faced the person who reported the message.
The servant vented his pent-up anger:
"What's the matter with you? Ah? I asked you to say it twice! Twice!"
The servant timidly poked his head out, and when he saw Alfred sitting on the chair, he was stunned: "I...I confirmed several times that I was not breathing. It wasn't just me,
There are many others..."
"This kind of information can be transmitted incorrectly. What do you do for a living? Huh? Drag him down and give him a hundred lashes!"
Alfred, who was lying on the chair, made an extremely weak voice: "Scipio, this is not their fault. There was indeed a time just now when I felt like I was falling into the bottomless abyss. Now this...I'm afraid
It’s a brief flashback.”
Ella hurriedly comforted: "Alfred, don't say that. You go back to bed and lie down until Paracelsus comes..."
"I know my body best. Even Paracelsus cannot revive the dead."
Alfred smiled miserably. Halfway across the room, he stretched out his hand as if to caress Ella's head.
"Calm down, Scipio, calm down. You are so anxious and so fierce. It doesn't even look like you anymore."
"Alfred, I..."
"I have heard everything that has happened in the past few days. The armistice agreement, Izcoatl, and your decision."
Alfred seemed tired, his eyes gradually drooped, and his voice became softer and softer.
"I still had a little strength...I could still do a little bit to help England...so I got up."
"Alfred! You should lie back on the bed now!" Ella scolded, "With your knight here and me here, you can just rest!"
"Big... something bad is going to happen!"
Another urgent message came through. The messenger rolled up to Ella and shouted:
"There has been another riot in Winchester City. The palace, the palace has been surrounded by angry crowds!"
"What did you say?" Ella whispered again, "Where are the guards? How could you let things develop to this point?"
"The guards...the guards were all sent out by the King of Sweden to escort those farmers. The manpower left in Winchester City is not enough!"
Ella stamped her feet anxiously: "What do they want?"
"They want to drive all those farmers out of the city! Still, they are still shouting..."
"What are you still shouting about?"
"Still shouting... I will... send you to the gallows for violating the law and usurping power."
Alfred laughed helplessly.
"I made you laugh, King of Sweden. But this is the situation in Winchester. This is the capital of England, and most of the residents are respectable people. It is impossible to accept the decision to let the peasants in and drive them out.
There are soldiers here, but they dare not move. As soon as you transfer the soldiers away...cough, cough, cough, cough..."
Alfred suddenly coughed violently and coughed up a lot of bloody sputum. But he pushed away the servant who rushed over, wiped his sweat, and said: "Bring up the stretcher... I still have some strength...
I'll carry it to the balcony."
When Alfred appeared on the balcony, the crowd pushing the guards suddenly stopped. Alfred didn't say a word, just looked at everyone in silence from the balcony. His silence seemed to
There was an invisible force that gradually quieted down the noisy crowd.
Then Ella realized that just as she was the King of Sweden, Alfred was the King of England - the real King.
"I just heard you guys saying, catch the King of Sweden?"
——Alfred's feeble voice could no longer be conveyed directly to everyone, and a servant could only repeat his words loudly from the side. But even so, every word in these words still had an incomparable intimidating power.
"Are you kidding? Do you think too little of me, Alfred? I am the king of England, the only king! Even if I am bedridden, it is always me who makes the decision, not anyone else.
King of Sweden!”
——Take controversial decisions into your own hands.
"Do you know what the Black Death is? Do you know how many people in the Alemannic Federation have died from this disease? If you don't know, just look at me! Look at me on the stretcher! Even I in the palace can't
I was spared. If you leave the patients in the city and take care of you one by one, will your life be so hard?"
——Let citizens realize the necessity of driving away the Black Death victims.
"Let the farmers continue to live in the farmhouse? Then where should your sick relatives live? The farmhouse cannot be vacated. Do you want to tell me that I can just throw the patients directly into the ditch? Ah? You tell me, where should they live?
"
If these words were spoken by Ella to people in England, I am afraid they would have caused a lot of opposition. But when they came out of Alfred's mouth, there was silence below.
"I, Alfred, am also suffering from the Black Death! So next, I will also be sent out of the city! However, this does not mean that I will go outside to wait for death! The medicine for the disease is already being shipped from Sweden
On the way to Winchester, hang the King of Sweden? Do you want to kill me and kill all the troublers?"
"Wait a minute! King of Knights!" Ella said hurriedly to the side, "You don't need to leave the city together..."
"If I don't say that, they won't accept it. Anyway, I don't have much time left. It doesn't matter where I live."
