empty crown

Chapter 26

The medicine slipped into Ben's hand.

"...No...you don't need to say that I will take good care of His Majesty!" Ben quickly took the medicine bottle, and then looked at the medicine bottle and found it familiar. Isn't this the one His Majesty kept on the bedside before! ?Although the colors are different, the shape looks exactly the same... Could it be that those words just now... are really...

Ben didn't dare to think about it any further.

brilliant

Henry felt that he slept very comfortably this time, it was the most peaceful sleep he had in the past two years... It was also the happiest and most real time in a dream...

Those words that could never be said in reality, he finally said them to Eric in his dream...

Although it was just a dream, Eric's response still made Henry feel as if he had let go of a big rock in his heart...

The dream was so realistic that when Henry woke up, he still felt the warmth of Eric in his palm...

How can it be.

Henry looked at his palm and smiled self-deprecatingly.

I am far away in France now, how could Eric come here... He must be staying in his cabin in the dark forest... What is he doing...

"Your Majesty, are you awake?" Ben heard the movement, opened the tent and walked in.

"En..." Henry was still a little absent-minded, and responded casually.

"How's the wound? Does it still hurt? Your Majesty." Ben asked cautiously.

As soon as Ben mentioned it, Henry remembered his injury, but his back didn't feel any pain at all, as if he had never suffered this injury at all. Henry was startled, reached out and touched his back, and the wound had completely stopped It's bleeding, and it's already starting to scab! !

"What medicine did you use for me!?" Henry's expression changed instantly.

He understands that it is impossible for normal drugs to achieve this effect... only... only...

Henry's heart suddenly beat fast.

"Uh, that's it..." Ben pulled out the vial that Eric had given him.

Henry felt struck by lightning the moment he saw the small bottle.

"Who gave it to you!!" Henry rushed off the bed, snatched the small bottle from Ben's hand, his fingers began to tremble: "Who gave it to you!!?"

"It's a tall, strong, stubble-faced man..." Ben told the truth. The moment he saw Henry's reaction, he understood that the stubble-faced man was really His Majesty Henry. The person I miss...

Henry went limp to the ground at once, so scared that Ben stretched out his hand to pull him: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Are you alright!"

Henry waved his hands in a daze, looked at the bottle of medicine in his hand, and clenched his lower lip tightly.

It's you……

It's you!

Not a dream! !

…………why… why are you in France………

Impossible... Impossible... No... I treated him like this, and stabbed him so painfully in the chest... How could he still be able to run so far to find himself, it must be just... It's just that Steve happened to have his medicine too...

"What does he look like!? Brown hair? Is he taller than me?" In Steve's group, there is no one taller than himself...I am also considered tall among ordinary people, so far only Eric Man must be higher than himself.

"Yeah…" Ben nodded.

It's him!It's really him!

Henry didn't know how to speak for a moment. He just tightly held the warm medicine bottle in his hand. He knew it was his habit—for himself who was afraid of the cold, he would always put the medicine in his arms first. I will use it for myself when it is warmed in the inside.

But why didn't he come to see me...?

...Henry suddenly laughed at the question that came to his mind, why did he still come to see himself...why did he come to see a person who treated him like that before, and he was willing to come again to save the person who had severely abandoned him His life is considered a charity...

That kiss... Henry stretched out his fingers and stroked his lips.

It was just a dream after all...

With the help of that bottle of medicine, Henry's wound healed quickly. Within a few days, Henry's wound was completely healed, but a long, hideous scar was left on his back. Henry rested his army , ready to head for the French capital.

There are not many people left in Henry, but Henry's heart has never been so peaceful as it is now. He knows that person is watching him silently not far away... Henry closed his eyes

He can't lose.

He absolutely cannot lose. If he loses, how can he be worthy of the soldiers who followed him without hesitation?How can I feel sorry for Steve who came all the way to help me! ?How can you be worthy of the crown you wear on your head?How can I protect...he...?

When Henry opened his eyes again, the indecision in his eyes had receded completely, leaving only the sharpness of iron and blood. He slowly drew out his long sword and pointed at France standing on the other side of the mountain. The army said calmly and steadily: "Attack!"

He swung the sword in his hand, and stabbed deeply into the chests of one enemy after another. The blood he pulled out splashed all over his head and face. The warm blood soon condensed in the cold air and became cold, like This person's life is the same, and has lost its temperature since then.

Henry attracted the attention of the enemy army, and everything went according to his plan... Only one step away... Only one step away...

Suddenly, a cold arrow shot from the crowd at Henry who was fighting hard on the horse. It was too late for Henry to dodge the moment he turned around——Oops! ! Henry had no choice but to desperately change the direction of his body, trying to prevent the arrow from hitting his vitals. At this moment, a dagger with a cold light flew across the sky, and it seemed to be in slow motion in front of Henry, with incomparable accuracy. He hit the arrow that was flying towards him, and with a crack, the arrow was split in two by the dagger in the middle, and fell to the ground.

Henry reflexively looked in the direction where the dagger was flying, and then he saw Eric maintaining the posture of throwing the dagger, and took a deep look at himself.

Azure blue eyes, like the magnificent sea...

Henry's hand holding the sword began to tremble violently. Henry tried his best to retract his eyes, bit his tongue hard, and recovered himself from the shock and joy just now, and tremblingly continued to hold the sword in his hand to cut a bloody path .

When Henry led the French army to a narrow path with cliffs on both sides in Agencourt, Henry raised the sword in his hand and shouted: "Withdraw!!"

Steve immediately led his troops to quickly withdraw from the battle. Just when the French army thought that they had defeated the enemy and were rejoicing, Henry swung the sword in his hand again: "Clinton! Tony! Please!"

Hundreds of figures suddenly appeared on the cliff on the right, each holding a black bow in their hands. Clinton stood on the edge of the cliff, made a salute gesture to Henry, and said to the archers behind him: "Brothers, work!"

Tony stood on the other side of the cliff with a straw in his mouth and hugged his shoulders. The people behind him had already prepared the black cannon. Tony spit the straw in his mouth to the ground and waved his hands : "Let them taste the power of the Stake family..."

Before the French soldiers could react, they were shot by sharp arrows one after another, and the rest of the people who ran around were smashed to pieces by the cannonballs, and blood flowed into rivers and mourned everywhere...

Great Britain won in a landslide...

In the Battle of Agencourt, the French army suffered more than 8000 casualties and more than 2000 were captured, while the British army only suffered more than 400 casualties.

In this battle, Henry V became famous, and the surrounding countries all surrendered at the feet of the British Empire, fearing this iron-blooded monarch who seemed to be born for war.

In August 1417, Henry led troops to attack France again, and captured Rouen in France in 8, opening the door to the whole of France.

The British Empire at this time reached the pinnacle that had never been seen before.

And the person standing on this pinnacle is called Henry V. His brilliance and reputation will become legends and be passed down from generation to generation...

Jealous

"Your Majesty, how is your arm injury?" Ben quickly followed Henry who was throwing his clothes on the ground, and picked up the scattered clothes one by one.

"That little injury is nothing, don't make a fuss..." Henry took off his last clothes, "I have to take a shower, I feel like I haven't touched hot water for several years..."

"No, Your Majesty, you are still bleeding!" Ben hurried up, and took out the wound medicine that the man gave him in his pocket: "Use this..." He knew that as long as he took out that tall and strong man, he would give it to him. Your Majesty will never refuse anything.

Sure enough, Henry looked at the small bottle in his hand, and the expression on his face instantly softened: "Well, I see...he...how is he?" Henry took the warm little bottle bottle