Chapter 143: Undeclared War

"The Normans?"
Henrique was completely stunned.
Henrique had been present when Leo held talks with the Normans. He clearly remembered that the Normans had acknowledged the suzerainty of the Papal See.
How could they suddenly rebel now?
"Bring him in!"
Faced with such a critical situation, Henrique decided to assess the situation first.
He ordered the cavalryman to enter, and then rushed down the ramparts himself.

Now, a magnificent opportunity lay right before them. Even with the extremely high mortality rate, who could possibly bring themselves to give it up?
After being stunned for a long time, a smile suddenly appeared at the corners of Wen Lian's mouth, as if she had thought of something.
However, it brought up yet another endless problem—yes, the premise was that the strike had to hit, but this great hero before her had already backflipped to dodge his attack the very moment those hands descended.

As for her, she had been rejoicing in her heart, glad that she and her sisters had not rashly made a move against Dongfang Yuping while they were in the subterranean palace. Fortunately, she had exercised restraint and maintained good bilateral relations with Dongfang Yuping and the others. This gave them the hope of making a comeback and returning to the starry skies.
Listening to Qing Lian chattering away beside her ear, she knew that the girl must have been terrified just moments ago, because even she herself had felt certain death was near.
At this moment, looking at that somewhat roguish yet dazed face, a feeling of unprecedented sorrow welled up in her heart.

With a sudden, crisp cracking sound, a stray pebble flew in from somewhere and struck him right in the mouth. Wang Ergou spat out a mouthful of blood and shattered teeth, howling in agonizing pain.
You Yue and Zhao Cheng snapped out of their daze, composed their chaotic thoughts, and hurried over.
"Yes, not only did she enter, but she even removed the wedding veil covering her face and handed it to the maid beside her," the matchmaker said, shaking her head repeatedly. "I tried to persuade her, but Miss Sun said she would take full responsibility," the matchmaker stammered.

Su Jian and Gao Ba both furrowed their brows, flames dancing in their eyes. They never expected this fellow not only to enjoy bullying the outnumbered with sheer numbers, but also to be adept at stirring up trouble, twisting himself—the actual perpetrator—into a victim. Such character was truly shameless to the absolute extreme.
When Jiang Mengxi returned home, the floor was clean, the windows were polished, and the sofa and table were neatly tidied up.
At the very same moment, on the exact same bed, as if by prior agreement, the two of them sneezed simultaneously.

He was still wondering, since Hai Rui had no sons, could this Haining be a relative of his? Lord Hai never asked favors of anyone, and since the other party hadn't specified their exact relationship, he didn't pry further and simply agreed.
With a deafening roar, the entire cannon completely shattered, and the fragments killed a dozen frontline soldiers, piercing straight through their shields and embedding into their flesh.

Shangguan Ting spoke with a wicked smile on his face as he looked at Xue Qing. Su梓熠 (Su Ziyi) stepped in front of Xue Qing, glaring fiercely at Shangguan Ting.
Ever since she entered her room, Song Churan had been observing her every move. Aunt Li was just as she had always been, considering everything for her sake.
When interacting with Jiang Mengxi in her past life, her temper was simply foul and stubborn, proud like a white swan—though she certainly had the capital for such arrogance.

Several bailiffs were somewhat familiar with this habit of their superior; whenever this happened, they would silently follow behind her, quietly waiting for her to speak, perhaps because she had thought of some new angle.
At this very moment, he was pressed against a pane of glass in the restroom, secretly observing the outside.
Even after the exams were over, he was still studying this diligently, and he couldn't just interrupt rashly. He could only watch for a moment before walking away with lingering reluctance, though Haining never seemed to notice him.

If the company's equity were sold, then the one billion yen would belong to the income of Tsuburaya Satoru and his older brother's family of two children.
In the end, the main battlegrounds of these film critics—various newspapers and media outlets—were also extremely resistant to Da Qian's haters. Upon seeing the film critics' negative reviews, many newspapers simply suppressed them directly and refused to report on them at all.