"This is a smart boy!"

When Wang Wentong heard Zhao Fubo's comment, he felt like he wanted to laugh. Although Zhao Fubo had a strong bloody smell of killing when he was on the battlefield or when he was planning a battle, in addition to that, Zhao Fubo was still a teenager most of the time.

Although he is considered an adult at his age, he is only an adult. It is not funny enough to hear him say that Manfred is a boy like this. Zhao Fubo looked at Wang Wentong without understanding, not understanding why he looked at him, shook his head and smiled, but it seemed that Wang Wentong did not intend to let him understand.

He was a rough man, probably not an important matter. At this time, they did not enter the city of Bale. Zhao Fubo was not interested in the so-called exquisite affairs such as the palace here.

On the contrary, their camp on the grass near the beach attracted the attention of many people. The steam lights floating in the sky were illuminating a large area, just like Zhao Fubo, pulling the moon in the night sky closer to his eyes.

At this time, Manfred, who was surrounding the bonfire, came back to his senses from the first dance in his life. The one who danced with him was his sister Alisa. From his cheerful expression, he could see that the dance and the "Li Tang Color Skirt" made him feel inexplicably excited.

"What a pleasant night, my subordinates also said that this was the happiest night I have ever experienced since I was a child. But..."

When he was talking, Manfred blushed a little. When he was dancing just now, the hypocritical knights actually had intentions to force and rape. They thought that the girls under Fatima would be like the maids in the European royal court.

Perhaps this is true in other European kingdoms, and even in the courts of the Arab Empire, but this is not the case with Zhao Fubo. As Martin said, although women have to rely on the strong because of the cruelty of life, the free women have begun to become picky about the men in front of them.

When a knight was slapped by a woman for committing violence, when he slapped back, the rifle was pressed on his head. In Zhao Fubo's camp, even if God is here, he must abide by the "Shanshan Military Order".

"Don't worry, those who tease women will not be hung, but I hope you understand that a 15-man army stick is indispensable. If the knights are not used to showing respect to the girls, then they are better off!"

Manfred's young little face was smiling, so he was not worried about the knights. Especially when Zhao Fubo showed that he did not like beheading as much as other Eastern emperors liked to behead him, Manfred was completely relieved.

"The guys who lack the proper demeanor should be punished. I was just tired of dancing and wanted to come and take a break. Also, I would like to ask, Your Majesty, when will we go to the front line? You know that my father has been waiting for this reinforcement for a long time!"

It was really impossible for Frederick II to draw reinforcements from Palermo. Especially after the French army was defeated in Cairo, many knights on the road retreated. Because Louis IX, who reached an agreement with Zhao Fubo at that time, and Girami II, the great commander of the Knights Templar, no longer needed their service.

It was precisely these knights who had travelled to the Pope's army, which put the army led by Frederick II under tremendous pressure.

"We can drive at any time. You know that the soldiers are not tired just now. It depends on when your people are ready. As for the others, they are all living in the car and there is no problem for them if they go through learning!"

Of course, Manfred knew that if his men recovered from defeat, it would probably take one or two days, and he could draw up to 3,000 people from Alamo.

"Alisha is going there too? There is a war there, and she can actually live in the palace."

Manfred, who took his brother Henry to his father's camp, was not yet an adult. At the same time, he was worried that another thing was that if he took too many Palermo soldiers away, it would affect the defense here and give the Popes here an opportunity to take advantage of it.

"Don't worry, Manfred, I don't think you need many people. You only have a few hundred or 1,000 best knights, and you don't have to bring them all with you."

Zhao Fubo's words brought Manfred a sense of joy, but he tried his best not to express this joy on his face. In his heart, if the fiancé of the Eastern emperor in front of him, Sister Alisha's fiancé, was willing to help his father attack the Pope's army, then this battle would be a sure victory.

"Your Majesty, are you willing to help my father defeat the Pope's army? I thought..."

According to what Manfred thought, Zhao Fubo was probably a devout disciple who could go along with Louis IX, the monarch who was known as the "perfect monster" by the Holy See. Otherwise, why would the French emperor and his wife go with him?

Looking at the enthusiasm on Manfred's face, Zhao Fubo shrugged and expressed his sincerity to him.

"Well, I think so, but it cannot depend on me, probably on your father's glorious Holy Majesty Frederick II. You know that your sister really wants to meet with her, and I have reason to guarantee that such a meeting will not be disturbed by an attack that should not be caused! For this matter, I will give all my strength!"

Zhao Fubo's answer, if you think about it carefully, there are some threats. However, Manfred also understood that if he was another horse in the Kingdom of Xixi, it would be natural to assist his father-in-law in the battle. But if he was nothing, then there would be no such obligation.

"Your Majesty...!"

"Oh, no, no, Manfred please sit down, eat and drink some wine, we all have time to talk about this!"

Zhao Fubo had some headaches about Manfred's excessive royal etiquette. He was a person who didn't pay much attention to these things.

While talking, Zhao Fubo lit his pipe. Sitting on the sofa that was being moved from the car, stretching his legs comfortably. Looking at Manfred's somewhat anxious look, he thought the other party was worried that he would not be able to get to the battlefield, so he shook the pipe handle and said again.

"How about it, if you only bring elite troops, Manfred, I want to know when we can set off. As for my men, we can set off at any time!"

But Manfred shook his head, and what he said surprised Zhao Fubo.
Chapter completed!