"Stupid woman, there is only one kind of person in the world who is kind to you for no reason, and will always choose to forgive you, do you know, if someone else does this, now they are dead. ”

"Sigourney, do you know how much I love you, do you know how special you are to me, don't continue to consume my feelings for you like this, don't continue to play these useless little actions, obediently be my wife, be the queen of the empire. ”

Siegel gritted his teeth and stood in front of the bed, looking at the woman in front of him who was his wife and his favorite, his eyes were full of flames, but they were full of helplessness.

Sigourney was the daughter of his enemy, and when she gave birth to a child of Barusenga's blood, as a boy, he should have done as he had always done, dispose of what was useless, dispose of Sigoay, leave Barusenge at the last trace in the world, and kill this woman who had a deep vendetta against the entire Gothic family, so as to prevent future trouble.

This is not a difficult thing to do, this is the palace of the Goths, Sigourney is only a powerful sacrificial shaman, and she has no people to call on in the palace, no subordinates to help her.

If Siegel wants to get rid of her, it is just a matter of one sentence, and he doesn't have to do it personally, and the rest is naturally dealt with by his subordinates, or a glass of poisoned wine, or an accident, it is a very simple matter, and the Asa Protoss will not attack Siegel for this matter...... As for Sigoarney's death, it is also necessary to announce the reasons to the outside world, especially in this era, it is not easy to give birth to offspring, and pregnant women or children are very likely to die in the process of childbirth.

However, Siegel can't do it, and he can't do it, in the final analysis, love is really a magical thing, and it can make something as ruthless and insidious and cunning as Siegel become what it is now.

"Then kill me, kill me, vacate the position of this queen, and I think it can also give you a lot of benefits, right? The chiefs of the tribes under your command can be watching here, hoping to send their daughter or sister to this position. ”

"Moreover, with your current status as the emperor of the Scandinavian Empire, even if you go to propose marriage to the gods and marry the daughter of a god, it is not a very difficult thing, right?

Sigourney said coldly, she knew that Siegel would not kill her because of these things, even if she did something more excessive, in the end Siegel would choose to forgive her.

But so what, she won't be moved by this little thing, and she won't give up her revenge on Siegel, and give up her plan to let her son take revenge in her place.

Essentially, Sigourney was not a proper mother at all, and she did not treat her and Siegel's children as her own, but simply used him as a tool to avenge Siegel...... So there is no such thing as maternal love in her, because she also transferred part of her hatred for Siegel to this child with Siegel's blood.

Siegel took two deep breaths and suppressed the anger rising in his heart...... This kind of conversation happens almost every day after the birth of a son, and basically revolves around a topic that starts with a qualified father and an unqualified mother, and then it quickly becomes like this.

"Take care of your queen and the prince. ”

"Don't make any mistakes. ”

As for what will go wrong, it's not that Sigoness always likes to instill Ballusinger's worldview in the ears of children, and teaches the Goths that it is her own enemy's business, Siegel doesn't want to end up with his own son, his heir will be the one who kills him, and let Ballusinger be reborn on the corpse of the Goths.

The faces of the surrounding maids and guards changed, and they nodded with serious faces, they didn't dare to be careless in this matter, there was a slight mistake, and it was not only themselves who died, but also their families who would go on the road with them.

Scandinavians have never been polite in dealing with problems, and they don't like to be reasonable, and it's normal for a person to make a mistake and be implicated in his family, after all, the gods they believe in do the same thing, and there is no problem for them to follow suit.

Walking out of the dreary palace and breathing in the already cool air, Siegel looked up at the not so blue sky and rubbed his head...... His love for Sigourney had now turned into a curse that wrapped around his heart, as if his hands and feet were locked, and the bigger problem was that he was still intoxicated with it.

Shaking his head, he still had Sigourney in his mind for the time being, and now he still had urgent matters to deal with, and in the morning he received information from the scouts in Finland, and learned that Attila had gathered his army and was heading in the direction of Scandinavia.

This is really bad news, it is already late autumn, autumn in Scandinavia is already very short, and according to the current situation, maybe the first snow will fall in a few days.

And the current Scandinavian Empire, because Francis Drake and the Baltic Empire cut off trade from the sea, so that the empire could not replenish, and because of the previous war.

Siegel's empire simply does not have the capital to fight a large-scale war, like a warrior with his hands and feet tied, thrown into the Colosseum, facing a group of beasts that have been hungry for days.

However, even if the situation had deteriorated to that stage, Siegel was not too worried, after all, he knew that he did not have enough chips in his hands, and he did not have enough to see in front of Atira, but it didn't matter at all.

He didn't have any chips in his hand, just ask others to borrow them, the gods outside the main plane, and another empire in the Baltic region were all the objects of his borrowing.

If they have the ability, they will leave it alone, let Attila conquer Scandinavia, let the interests of the Aesir Protoss in the main plane be lost, and let the Baltic Empire face the Attila Empire, which has once again strengthened in strength.

"That woman, she must be waiting for me to speak first, and she definitely wants to take the initiative in this game, so let's see who can endure it and see who can hold on for a long time. ”

Siegel looked south of Gothic City with an icy smile on his face.

The woman he was talking about was not Alice, who was not worthy of such attention with her abilities and scheming, but the empress of the Baltic Empire, Semiramis who had come here from the southern Assyrian Empire.

Although the two have not met directly, nor have they fought on the battlefield, all the policies and exchanges between the two empires from the establishment to the present can be used to peek into the means and techniques that manipulate everyone behind.

The woman who is said to like to wear black clothes and has elf-like ears is definitely his kind, and in order to achieve the goal, in order to achieve victory, everything can be used, everything can be discarded.

And as the strong man who created an empire, the two also have a flaw that is difficult to hide, two people who can use everything and give up everything, each has a weakness that cannot be abandoned and cannot be used, Siegel is Sigourney, and Semiramis is Alice.

Siegel can be 100% sure that with the ability of the Baltic Empire, Semiramis must have known the news of the Attila Empire's army to attack the Scandinavian Empire, and he must have begun to gather troops early, and the rest is waiting for his messenger to ask for help.

However, Siegel is not the kind of guy who acts according to other people's scripts, and he has even thrown the scripts given to him by the gods in the trash, let alone Semiramis as an enemy.

When he received Atira's army, he was not thinking about how to fight Attila's army, not how to win on the battlefield.

On the contrary, he was thinking about how to abandon the richest part of the empire, the plains that originally belonged to the rule of the Goths and Yaats, in the shortest possible time, withdraw the materials and personnel above, and move all the materials and personnel to the Norwegian forests, and destroy everything that could not be carried, and absolutely not leave a grain of grain, a piece of air-dried meat, and a piece of clothing for Atila's army to use.

Although this is contrary to Scandinavian tradition and Scandinavian values, as long as the complex terrain of the Norwegian mountains is used to attack the army of Atilla and reduce their numbers, by the depths of winter, their army will naturally fall into a situation without food and warmth.

The Attila Empire, with their fragile economic logistics, simply could not sustain the battle for long, and after a long, cold winter, the recharged Scandinavians would emerge from the mountains to deliver the final blow.

No matter how terrible Attila's personal strength was, no matter how capable their remaining three knights were, there was no way to reverse the defeat without even soldiers.

Perhaps with a wave of offensives, the Scandinavians will be able to capture Finland and Karelia and return those regions to the arms of the Aesir gods.

Of course, this tactic has a huge problem, that is, it takes a lot of time to complete this task of clearing the wilderness, it will take a week to get to the Norwegian mountains from this place alone, and in the Norwegian mountains, they also need to solve the problem of food and warmth, and at the same time have to deal with those terrible beasts in the Norwegian mountains, otherwise Attila's army did not starve to death, and their Scandinavians became food for the beasts, which is really a joke.

"It's okay, the gods of Asgard will take care of this for us. ”

Siegel thought very calmly, he knew that there was a group of guys called Snow Mountain Druids in the Norwegian mountains, who also believed in the Aesir gods, and these guys would definitely not sit idly by when the Scandinavian Empire was dying, and maybe Siegel could take advantage of this opportunity to take those Snow Mountain Druids as his subordinates to replenish the spellcaster troops who had suffered heavy losses due to the fire of Yeat.

"As for Atila's army, the woman Semiramis will definitely find a way to make a move, and she has lifted a stone and shot herself in the foot, and the means that originally weakened the empire have now put herself in a dilemma. ”

Thinking of the rumored empress showing a distressed look, Siegel couldn't help but have a cold smile on his face.

"Finland, Karelia, the Rus steppes, Novgorod are all the places where war is ablaze, and everything that can be eaten, clothed, and burned will be engulfed in fire without mercy. ”

"This side of Scandinavia is in ruins, and the back garden is burning with a fire that engulfs everything, and what can Atila rely on to continue fighting us here?"

Even in this world where gods and magic coexist, certain rules still need to be followed, if you don't eat, you will starve to death, if you don't drink water, you will die of thirst, if you don't wear clothes, you will freeze to death, this is the limitation of living things, this is what living beings have to live without.

Soldiers starved to death, froze to death, and died of thirst, and there was no need for the army to exist, and only a few high-end combat forces remained, without the maintenance of the army, there was no way to maintain even the most basic inherent order, and there was no way for an empire to continue to exist.

At that time, whether Attila continued to move forward and fight on the home turf of the Scandinavians in the Norwegian mountains, or retreated to Karelia and solved the problems of the back garden, no matter which one she chose, it would be a complete failure for Attila and the problems left behind would make it impossible for her to go west to the Scandinavian Empire or the Baltic Empire south again for a few years.

"Semiramis and Alice, let me see how you plan to accompany me to play this game of chess......"

Like Semiramis, Siegel thinks he's in the driver's seat and waits for the rest of the players to enter...... In particular, Attila, the enemy whom Beowulf had fought so hard to resist, was in his eyes a muscular, simple-minded fool who would only rely on fear to maintain his rule, not much different from the primitive tribes that were still drinking the blood of Maoru, or it would not be an exaggeration to describe him as an uncultured barbarian.