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In the eyes of the young soldier, the Irish under the walls were almost the same as Scotland, with almost the same language and clothes, and the young soldier could not have believed it if he had not seen it with his own eyes.

These barbarians turned out to be the same people as themselves.

"Oh! My God, am I of the same ancestors as these savages? What a shame! ”

The young soldier looked at the wall of people below, thinking unwillingly.

In fact, not only the Irish, but also the Welsh are the same people as the Scottish.

Originally, England was the domain of the Kates, but when the Romans came, they occupied this part of England and drove the Kates to the cold northern and southwestern mountains, as well as to the nearby island of Ireland.

After the collapse of the Roman Empire, the barbarians of Europe came again, continued to drive the Celts away, and then merged the genes of the Romans and some of the Celts to form today's Anglo-Saxons, that is, the English.

"My God!" "Oh my God!" "Our Lord willing!"

The castle, which was guarded by more than 2,000 soldiers, was immediately shocked by the huge army in front of them, and the first thing almost everyone did was to pray to God.

And the only stronghold in Comoryk County, Munster, and the largest, John. Perrotte, as the commander of this stronghold, inexplicably felt a lot of pressure.

Especially under his monoculars, those Celts actually had siege vehicles at this time, which couldn't help but make him take a deep breath.

In the past, Sir John had no worries about the siege of the city.

As one of the most cutting-edge strongholds, this is the strongest castle in the province of Munster, which took 5,000 men half a year to build and is impregnable.

Moreover, in the past, those Kate people could not attack, and after a stalemate for three or four days, they would take the initiative to retreat because of the lack of food and grass.

What did he see this time?

Truckloads of grain and grass were sent into the camp that was being renovated, and although there were still traces of fighting in the Kate camp, it was much better than before.

At this point, John came to a conclusion in his mind: Kate was not a good person.

Looking at it this way, there is a high probability that the entire stronghold will be captured.

The thought of this gave Sir John a headache.

Since the last time, because of the colonial force, he was received by His Majesty the King and appointed as the head of the colony of Munster Province, commanding the army of the entire seven counties and fourteen strongholds in the entire Munster Province.

It can be said that it is a big step forward.

In addition to this, Lemire. Watson, for his outstanding performance, was appointed head of the Leinster colony.

This was the envy of John, because Dublin was in the province of Leinster, and it was easiest to perform beside His Excellency the Governor-General.

The province of Munster, where he is located, is the southwestern part of the island of Ireland and is home to the largest Kate settlement.

"Someone!" Sir Sir called out loudly.

"Your Excellency!" Someone quickly ran over from outside and replied respectfully.

"Has the messenger returned?" This time, his parents attacked the city, and Sir John naturally asked for support from all over the world.

"My lord, only Waterfordshire, North Tipperary, South Tipperary, and Clare can support at the moment!"

"What about the rest of the counties?" Frowning, a bad premonition appeared in Jazz's mind.

"News from County Carey and County Cork that they have also been attacked by the Kate on a large scale and are unable to send troops to support!"

County Kerry and County Cork are located in the southernmost corner of the island of Ireland and are naturally the main areas inhabited by the Kate people.

If the two counties are breached, the consequences will be unimaginable, and his future may be ruined.

Thinking of this, Sir John's brow furrowed even more obviously.

"Quick, while the Kates are not completely besieged, send someone to Dublin for help!"

In this case, we can only count on the Governor in the end.

Sir John sighed, rubbed his forehead, and thought silently.

The thrilling made the people of the castle wait for a day, and the group of Kates did not attack the city, but built a camp in style, quite like a regular army.

The next day, Lord Sir personally went to the city wall to cheer on the soldiers, and by the way to see how the Celts were attacking.

Plumes of smoke rose from the Celtic camp, as if to show the people in the castle that they were not short of food.

Thinking about it, the Kate people are not all tribes, most of them live by farming and herding, and in the fertile land of Ireland, how can there be a shortage of food?

Soon after the smoke rose, in less than half an hour, a team of more than a thousand people approached the castle with gentle steps, bringing a touch of depression to the castle.

Sir John looked through his binoculars, and found that most of them were old, weak, sick and disabled, and at a glance he knew that they had been sent to death, that is, to test the troops.

"Tell everyone, wait for my order before acting, don't do it privately!" Sir John turned his head and commanded.

On the side, the army commander immediately agreed.

As the approaching procession grew, the soldiers on the walls became more and more nervous, and Sir John clenched his fists.

It was only when the tentative troops were a hundred paces away from the castle that the archers were allowed to rain down the sword.

After three projectiles, under the city wall, there were less than four hundred people who could stand.

The four hundred men looked up with a confused expression, and then ran backwards with their heads buried in their legs, and had no sense of continuing to attack.

And the bearded man who commanded the Celtic army, without the slightest consideration of the feelings of these soldiers, once again filled with a thousand old and sick, continued to test forward.

As a result, this time he was defeated and returned, and he was extremely distressed when he saw the corners of the mouths of the other tribal leaders on the side.

"Leader O'Hara, we can't go on like this!" On the side, a big man with braided hair, wearing a rough linen coat, shouted with distress on his face.

And the other tribal leaders around him also nodded and shouted, and the originally peaceful camp immediately became noisy again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am the Grand Commander of the Tribal Alliance today, this is unanimously recognized by everyone, and you have also sworn before God, and my orders must not be disobeyed!"

This big man, who was extremely burly and had tattoos on his arms, glanced at the troublesome leader like a knife, and his eyes were extremely sharp, as if he wanted to eat someone, and announced loudly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today is different from before, the English have taken possession of our homeland, we have no way to retreat, and the tribe and the land will be devoured by those demons!"

"This is our last counterattack and our only chance, and if we fail, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

"So, if anyone questions my decision, I'll cut him with an axe right away!"

As he spoke, the big man slashed at a chair with his axe, and the chair fell apart.

The moment the axe fell, the leader of the group was suddenly shocked and chilled, they believed that this Kate number one warrior would definitely do what he said.