Manit came in a caravan, the Bossians, the Franmingers, or the Gypsies in other places (this is what countries call them), and when people see them, they think that the thieves, fraudsters and wives are here to do evil, and their convoys are blocked when they are still a few miles away from the hunting palace. If they were not all witches, they would not have entered Versailles. And since they were swaggering in, they could not help but feel a little afraid of the officers and generals. Although the world still hangs deep veils, people of this era admit that there are devils and demons. In addition, these people insist that they are hired by the king and have reported the name of the King's Imperial Doctor, Varo Visari, who would not appear in the imperial meeting, but his name Lois also heard of.

"Oh, I know this," the king said to his ministers with a smile, "you go and arrange them," he thought for a moment, "just treat them as a team of special mercenaries, but don't take them too much control, and don't let others disturb them."

In the past, kings or generals distributed women as trophy or consolation before the war or after triumph. The huge "famous sorcerer" followed the army often until the 20th century. Lois was not surprised, but he didn't quite understand why the king chose a group of bohemian women. Yes, for many people, even if they were engaged in this kind of work, it was an overly high-profile act - not to the former, and then to the latter. However, since the king said this, Lois did not mean to reject it.

The Bohemian witches came to Versailles and caused a small wave of trouble. They were much more gorgeous and young than ordinary women, even those who wandered on the streets. Moreover, Bohemians have always been representatives of indulgence. To be precise, they have their own laws and morals, and these are not recognized by non-Boho. The king heard a few days later that many soldiers had a Bohemian wife. This more joking marriage is simple. As long as the men and women who like each other walked to everyone and announced that they were married, and when they were separated, they just wanted to say divorce.

These soldiers were certainly attracted by these beautiful and enthusiastic girls, and these witches were also confused by these soldiers. They had always lived in deep forests like Confran or rare places. There was no need to say how poor life there was. The soldiers here, even the newcomers of Versailles, were well-off because of the generous gifts of the king. As we all know, Paris was not far from Versailles, and Paris has now become a palace of all nations. Here you can see anything you see elsewhere, and you can see things you can't see elsewhere, and all kinds of fashion and thoughts are constantly spreading from France to every country.

"Madame Miledy." Lois bowed to the noble lady with charming red lips and eyes as bright as the lake in the middle of the night. This was an unrecognized "Mrs. Royal Family". Although she could not have titles and annuities like Madame Lavalier, the lady often appeared in the king's dormitory, which made others unable to underestimate this woman who was said to be of a very poor background.

"Mr. Lois," Miledi glanced at the other party with a clever smile. They were not qualified to live in the king's hunting palace, so this was a farmhouse that Miledi rented from the residents of Versailles. It was also a neat two-story building. Miledi was not surprised at all why the people here were so loyal to the king. More than ten years ago, they were still refugees with nothing but their bodies and souls. She stood on the terrace and looked out. Under the deep night, there was a faint white outline of the New Palace. Even though the war was about to come, the construction of Versailles had not stopped. Innumerable craftsmen were still busy on the huge construction site. Tens of thousands of torches made the high ground look like they were on fire. "Tell me, sir." Miledi said, "I know you always go to the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble."

Such straightforward words made Lois frown, "I'm for... those bohemian women."

"What's wrong," Miledi gently shook the fan in his hand: "Did they cause any harm to you?"

"What can they do to me?" Lois said: "The problem is that they are marrying the king's soldiers."

"Everyone knows it," Miledi said indifferently: "It's just a game."

"Some are, some are not." Angry parents found the officers and asked them to expel these Bohemian women, because some soldiers were seriously considering baptized for their lovers and truly marrying her into the house. If they were still refugees, then forget it. But now Versailles rarely take people outside Paris seriously. Even if the guests were from Lyons or Provence, they would only call them disdainful people, and how could they allow their beloved son to marry a Bohemian?

Moreover, war is about to begin, and he is also worried that these Bossian women will affect the courage and loyalty of the soldiers.

"Don't worry," said Miledi, "these Bohemians are also going to the battlefield, but they are not on the same battlefield with you." Her eyes and ears were much more keen than Lois. When she heard that many witches were actually with the soldiers, she also thought about whether to stop this matter, but it took almost a few minutes to decide not to interfere. Why? Because she remembered what the king once said to her, the king said that in this world, the most wonderful and shortest, and because it was the shortest, the most precious, the most proved that it was love.

The witches of Bohemian came under the coercion of the king, but they never thought of changing themselves. They still maintained the Bohemian habits and traditions, which were bold and passionate pursuits of love. The king once said that a love can only last for up to ninety days. How interesting it is, this is the time expected to take for the Battle of Flanders...

Lois was puzzled, but fortunately the army was going to fully launch today. Since that is the case, those parents who were deeply troubled could not catch up. As for what happened later, let’s talk about it later.

He said goodbye to Madame Miledy and returned to his residence. Of course, he could not rest too early. After leaving Paris, he was really busy. The king handed over the military supplies of the army to him and Colbert. Although there was Colbert, in fact, Colbert's energy was mainly to bet at home and abroad. The most important task was Lois, Lois and his father, the current Minister of the Army, to this end, mobilized all resources and connections. He wisely marked the places the king was going to pass as points, and then divided it into parts according to the length of the journey and the speed of the army's march. The supply and equipment required by the army were not prepared together. He traveled thousands of miles from all over the place to Paris, and then followed the king to Flander, but went to the reserved supply point nearby. This could not only reduce the loss during the transportation, but also not drag down the army.

But in this way, there are more places to pay attention to, and all kinds of things can happen, heavy rain, fire, theft and robbery, or the lieutenant's ruling disobedience of the lord... So Lois has endless work every day, but when he bets on the parchment, he still couldn't help but sigh - his father's hint was confirmed today, and he couldn't help but feel troubled. Compared to muskets and swords, the monsters hiding in the dark are of course the monsters hidden in the dark.

I don’t know when it started, but there seemed to be more and more such things - witches, werewolfs and devils, although they appeared occasionally in the past, the most were in people’s mouths. Now... whether it was France or elsewhere in Europa, when it comes to this, people even acted like they were commonplace, rather than being as anxious as they were ten years ago.

Lois did not know whether such a trend was good or bad-Mrs. Miledy's answer made him feel thirsty. If these Bohemian women were the "extraordinary" soldiers prepared by the king for this war, there would be hundreds of people... almost comparable to the king's Dragon Knights company. Could it be that Flanders' side would have such a number of extraordinary people to participate in this war? Lois could not believe that although as his status rose, he knew more and more, this conjecture still made him feel cold.

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The king knew nothing about Lois's distress. Compared with the Bossian witch's affair, he paid more attention to Lois's proposal. Regarding the configuration and arrangement of the main marching route and warehouses and military stations on the border. As the king's army went south, soldiers and mercenaries from various provinces also joined in. When they left Paris, they had about 30,000 people, and now there were about 50,000 people. The king divided these 50,000 people into three parts.

The eight thousand people were led by the Duke of Orleans, attacked Kudkel with Dunkirk as the stronghold, and then Prince Conde led 12,000 people, allowing Prince Conde and his close friend Duke of Luxembourg to attack Luxembourg (although this territory is nominally owned by the Duke of Luxembourg, it is still under the control of the Spaniards), and then used Luxembourg as the stronghold to attack Elron, while he led the rest of his troops and marched directly towards Lille.

Louis did not consider choosing Flander as his first battle in his own battle. Compared with his old enemy England, Spain, which was a close friend, but was also like an enemy, or the Holy Roman Empire, which was destined to become an opponent, although Flander was nominally ruled by Spain, it was separated from Spain by an entire France. Spain is now unable to mobilize the army to Flander to garrison, and the situation there is even less than that of the French. In the rewards of the spies, there are also rare mentions that Flander has fortresses and walls that Flander could not destroy, so for Louis, Flander was the best material for him to try out in the military.

Moreover, Louis did not think he had any military talent. He kept Viscount Tirena by his side and would not cross Viscount Tirena to interfere in the military's actions. Although he was an imperial expedition, Louis understood very well that he was just a brilliant flag to boost morale and deter the enemy, rather than actually running to the battlefield to make his enemies happy and trouble his subordinates.

In this way, like a thick cloud casting on the shadow of the ground, the army's arrows pointed slowly and steadily towards the first city, Charleroi.

At this time, Charleroi was still a small town, just to resist possible, no, now determined enemy, the Spanish built a castle here. The castle faced the French border and was located on the Seble River, but the castle did not play the due role as expected by the builders. The mayor of Charleroi only climbed the city wall, hurriedly glanced at the soldiers as dense and numerous as wheat in the fields, and fainted with pale face. After the people finally woke him up with salt and wine, he made the desired decision - surrender to the French.

As mentioned earlier, because in the fourteenth century, the vassal of Flanders was extremely good at plundering, and once the overwhelmed people rioted, he hired or asked the French king to send troops to suppress the French people. Therefore, the people of Flanders did not welcome the French. The question is that it is not something they are willing to welcome. The walls of Charleroi were low and old, and could not resist the bombardment of artillery hundreds of years later. The mayor wisely took out the silver key representing the ownership of the city, put it in a velvet tray, opened the city gate, and presented the city to the king.

Because of Dunkirk's lesson, even though Charleroi was a small town, Viscount Tirener still carefully sorted out several times. It can be seen that the people who were driven from their homes to the square and the streets were even more angry, but the anger that could not be transformed into strength was as useless as the smoke of flames. When the king's carriage crushed the stones on the streets, the people here bowed respectfully under the gaze of muskets and swords.

The silver key as the city's symbol was not even touched by the king. He was collected by Viscount Tirener and then transferred to Bontang. Then, the mayor presented precious gifts - things like silverware and jewelry, which were placed elsewhere, and would not be seen by the king anyway.

However, the king still saw something strange. It was a statue of a saint who was about one foot square, hanging above the hearth in the castle hall, three people high from the ground, but there was no trace of smoke and dust or time in the canvas or frames, and there was no trace of spider webs or rats biting. It was bright colors, unique and familiar style - it was the Bosch paintings that the Duke of Gaston once brought to France from Flander.

At the king's insistence, the two monks took the painting off. After checking, they shook their heads at the king, indicating that there had been no curse on it.

"Jeronemis Boss." The king said that although there was no signature, no one could draw such an absurd painting - it seemed like a saint, but there were several naked devils surrounded by them, holding the Holy Grail, and poisonous snakes flowed out of the Holy Grail. Although the portrait was small, the devil was still vivid, as if he was about to jump out of the picture at any time.

"I don't know very well, Your Majesty." The mayor said, with the king's expressionless face. He did not know the noble man's intentions, so he could only be more careful: "This painting has been hanging here for a long time - about two hundred years, because... it was hanging very high, and later people did not think of taking it off."

The king did not speak, he threw the portrait to the ground and kicked it into the burning hearth.

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The wizard retreated and barely avoided the sudden fire.

The fire illuminated his face, a square face, eyebrows and hair as black as coal, and a blue-gray complexion reminded of white tin or beeswax, not anything else that was alive. He stood up and heard a sneer: "Oh," said the visitor, "What makes our Mr. Jeronimis Boss so embarrassed?"

Boss didn't care about the other party's sarcasm: "I saw him."
Chapter completed!