After the boatswain reported the news of the flagship to the Duke of Richmond, the deputy commander of the flagship, the Duke then asked the sergeant to lead Lady Ripley to the commander's cabin. When Isabel Walton entered the cabin, the Duke stood solemnly behind his desk, on which was a more detailed map of France.

After saluting, the Duke pressed his right index finger to the smaller "tentacles" on the map that stretched out into the English Channel, and the other fat "antennae" was the Brittany Peninsula of France. When he glanced at the lady, he said solemnly: "See, Isabel, the lighthouse discovered by Lord Lyle's sailors should be in this place, Cape Bavler, Gatville, Lefal. ”

In several meetings of the Maritime Affairs Committee prior to the expedition, Isabel worked in detail about the entire Manche region of France. She knew that Gatville Lefal was just a small fishing village on the seafront, but Bavler, to the south of the small fishing village, was a place to pay attention to.

Bavler's history is very long, dating back to the Viking Age in Northern Europe. Because when the Vikings landed on the European continent, they chose this place as the port of landing. Fast forward to October 1066, when William I, Duke of Normandy and conqueror, set sail from the harbor of Pavrell on his flagship "Mora" to begin his glorious chapter in his sea-crossing invasion of England.

Later, with the opening of ports on both sides of the English and French Channels and frequent commercial trade, the seaport of Bavrell soon became the busiest port in Normandy, after all, all the Norman kings of England had to travel between their countries through this port. During the Hundred Years' War, many of the coastal port towns of Normandy were plundered and killed by the English. In 1346, King Edward III's army sacked the town of Pavler, which had 6,000 inhabitants at the time, and burned the entire town.

Standing at her desk with her arms folded, Isabel stared intently at the map of Cape Bavreel (under the jurisdiction of Bavrel) and the lighthouse jutting out to the ocean, and after a few moments, she said slowly: "There are islands and reefs hidden beneath the waters of this place, plus the tides that are difficult to grasp. It is difficult for the fleet to get close to the port of Bavler. ”

At this time, the Duke of Richmond, who was thinking, said, "I think we can avoid Cape Pavrere and attack directly at the port of Le Havre." ”

Isabel's eyes had been glued to Cape Bavrere on the map, and she shook her head slightly, "Henry, it has been discussed in the committee before, if you want to attack the port of Le Havre and the fleet in the port, you must first capture the port of Bavrel. ”

She went on to explain: "The location of this port is very important. If the French had anchored their fleet in the harbor, they would have cut off our retreat after we had attacked Le Havre. Therefore, it is necessary to capture the port of Pavler. ”

Since it was a raid on the port of the French, it was not possible to launch an offensive posture with great fanfare. The Duke of Richmond took a sip of a glass of wine next to the map and nodded, "So, you're still going to fight at night?" ”

"Yes, Henry. If the attack goes well, we can also pretend to be anchored in the port of Pavrel under the guise of the French fleet. After spying on the news of the entire French fleet, it is time to carry out a raid. Isabel thought about the battle plan she had just made.

"How many sergeants are you going to send to capture the port?"

"Well, 400 people, I will personally go and command the battle."

Soon, the operation to capture the port of Bavler began. After Isabel had each of the fleet's ships gather their ferries around the Mary Rose, the first 140 sergeants boarded the ferries in turn. By this time, it was completely dark, and some advection fog had appeared on the sea.

Armed with a longbow, arrows, and saber, Isabel stood at the bow of a ferry, glanced at the 14 sergeant ferries on the left and right, and nodded to the captain behind her, "Let's go." ”

As all the ferries sailed unusually quietly on the sea, Isabel once again gave orders to the captain beside her, "Captain, listen, immediately after taking the lighthouse, take the nearby villages, and find food, weapons, horses, and wagons. ”

The bearded captain nodded heavily, "Yes, Your Excellency. Well, can we burn down the villages? ”

"No! Not only could the village not be burned, but not a single Frenchman could be spared. After saying this, Isabel immediately felt that she had a tendency to kill innocents indiscriminately, and hurriedly added, "Kill all the men, and imprison the women and children." ”

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An elderly sergeant wearing a helmet and a one-handed sword but no cuirass, holding a long-handled spherical war hammer at the top of the lighthouse, was guarded at the top of the lighthouse, behind him was an elevated stack of firewood and haystacks. As the faint moonlight cast onto the head of the long-handled warhammer in the sergeant's hand in the dark night, the spikes of a circle of spikes at the waist of the round warhammer shone with a chilling glow.

"Whoosh!" With a single thud, an arrow flew from the sea and pierced the neck of the elderly sergeant in an instant. The old sergeant didn't even say a word, and slowly fell down on the stone fence in front of him.

At this time, there was no sound on the sea near the lighthouse except for the sound of the waves. Standing on the bow of the ship with a longbow in hand, Isabel slowly crouched down, knelt on the bow of the ship on one leg, and stared motionlessly at the three houses located to the west of the base of the lighthouse. After observing for a while, the light from the oil lamp was still on in the house, but there was no movement of human figures.

Isabel quickly turned around and whispered to the captain behind her, "Send a code, let all the other ferries come over." ”

The captain immediately turned around and let out two long and short calls of seabirds into the night behind him. Soon, 13 ferries full of sergeants quietly sailed to the shallows east of the lighthouse. At the sound of Isabel's order, the 140 sergeants on the mission of the sneak attack left the ferry and quietly walked on the shallows, slowly approaching the house at the base of the lighthouse in the dark night.

As everyone gathered outside a room to the east, Isabel made a few gestures. I saw 10 sergeants silently walking towards the west house with weapons in hand, and the other 10 sergeants walked to the south room, and the rest of the people were all lurking around Isabel waiting for her orders.

When all the sergeants on the assassination mission were in place, Isabel held two swords, one long and one short, against the walls of the house and walked around the west gate of the house. Raising the gauntlet of his right hand, he gently knocked on the door three times with the counterweight ball on the hilt.