Egil was slightly tired.

Well, physically and mentally exhausted.

Suffice it to say, troops were sent to England in August, and most of them were pacified at the beginning of the following year. It took five months to conquer a country, which is extremely rare in history. If before Egil was just a small man jumping between the major powers of the continent, now he has evolved into a braised carp that can be put on the table.

When to jump the dragon gate, that is another story.

Anyway, can a braised carp still jump?

Who knows?

Despite the cheating machine that the system gave him. But Egil still felt tired. At the end of the day, war is a fun thing, but it takes a lot of mental and physical energy. It is not good for physical and mental health. It's as if now, looking in the mirror at the description of his withered self, Egil feels that he has lost at least five kilograms - if it was before, that is, in the previous life, when Egil was still a fat house, he could lose five kilograms at once. Egil could have laughed in his dreams. But now......

Originally, Egil belonged to the kind of skinny thin handsome guy in his life. This time he lost weight again, and the handsome guy couldn't do it, so he should be a skeleton living dead.

"But, Artoria Hani. Why don't you look like you've lost weight at all?, is it because you've eaten too much?" asked Egil as he looked in the mirror in his pajamas and was lying on the bed.

"Who knows. Artoria replied, "Also, at least five times tonight." ”

"Nothing, five?!" said Egil, not knowing whether it was happy or sad......

Speaking of which, sometimes people do choose to have the surname blind......

Regardless, Egil decided to take a break. And after this series of battles, the army also needs to rest and recuperate. And the mainland of England. Although he had been a little bit of a little bit before, and Egil had also promulgated the three policies that were conducive to recuperation, he had only barely recovered a little. It went from devastation to desolation. The whole British Isles is such a large territory. London, York, Nottingham, Cannarvon, Newcastle, Dublin, a total of six cities only had more than 22,000 gold coins in their hands. Your sister can now collect 30,000 gold from the toll tax on the Öresund waterway. Just look at this data to see what the British Isles have been tossed into.

Just a temporary break. Egil set himself a deadline of six months. It won't be too long for you to forget how to cut people. It won't be ineffective because of lack of time.

Before that, of course, a deal has to be reached with the Scots. Even if you can't extort a lump sum of money, you need to extort a small sum of money. With this in mind, Diplomat No. 1 once again set foot on northern Scottish territory and entered the court of Edinburgh.

Immediately after that, he was tied up with five flowers and was ready to be hanged on the head of the city.

Of course, as a diplomat, Diplomat No. 1 can be regarded as having seen a lot of things. From the Queen of Orange Peel in Denmark, to the Pope of Rome, the governors of the city-states of Northern Italy, to the former King of Scotland and his own boss, Egil. Which one is not a high-ranking guy. And Diplomat No. 1 has also realized a lot of things, and his mouth has become a lot sharper. Even with the courage has become a lot bigger.

As it is now, Diplomat Number 1 looks at the various people around him. Although it is said that Robert II hid it well. But the eyes are still interesting and erratic. In addition, the faces of the people around him were all unnatural - there was not even a guy who jumped out to stop him. I guess I got the news beforehand.

Cut the oil pan at the door of the room, and pushed the messenger out and chopped. These two tricks are really rotten. Diplomat No. 1 sighed in his heart. At the same time, there is no resistance at all. Just looked at Robert II like an idiot. The angry Scottish king almost hanged him.

"You can't be angry, you can't be angry. If he is really killed, then it will be tantamount to cutting off the way of negotiation. The next step is to die. Who knows if there will be another William Wallace to save Scotland next?" Robert II calmed down after taking a few deep breaths. At the same time, he motioned for the soldiers to stop, and then untied Diplomat One.

"I admire your courage, messenger. But don't kill you can. It's hard to bring us Scots to their knees. In any case, our desire for reading power and freedom is not something that a person like you can imagine. "Robert II first found himself a staircase. And then the threat continued.

"Read, and ......liberty," said Diplomat One, smiling smugly, repeating the two words of the King of Scotland: "Sounds good." But you have to know. These things all have to have a premise, and that is strength. If there is no strength, everything is false. ”

"We are willing to fight! We are willing to fight everyone who invades Scotland. Even if you fight for your last name, you will die with them!" shouted another guy who looked like a nobleman wearing heavy chain mail next to Robert II.

"So, just for the sake of your so-called face, your so-called pride—are you going to drag all the Scots to be your burial?!" Diplomat No. 1 scolded at the nobleman. The aristocrat was speechless and at a loss.

"Speaking of the Scots, if it were for them, I should have fought you. You damned pirates!" Another Scottish nobleman stepped forward: "Until then, you damned Norwegian pirates had been attacking our coast. Loot everything. Don't you feel ashamed?!"

"When the two countries are at war, they have to do everything. Instead of blaming your opponent, you should blame yourself. After all, it wasn't us Norwegians who tore up the Covenant in the first place, it was you Scots!" Diplomat No. 1 then argued.

“...... All right. "Seeing this is unbearable, this messenger can't help it. Robert II already knew that things were irreparable. After all, he did not want to continue fighting the Norwegians: "Tell me your terms, messenger, and if the conditions are right, I will show my mercy and the magnanimity of the Scots." ”

"At the end of the day, it's not about giving in. Diplomat No. 1 secretly despised in his heart, and at the same time smiled even more, and touched Robert II with his words: "Knowing the honor and disgrace of advance and retreat, His Majesty the King is really extraordinary." "But the other party doesn't seem to have such a good temper. Just snorted. After that, he didn't speak again.

"Well, the conditions put forward by the lower sovereign are as follows. Diplomat No. 1 again pulled out a parchment treaty and opened it: "Before, when the alliance with Scotland was concluded, the two sides had reached a treaty. You want to cede to us the islands of Auckland, the Hebrides, the Isle of Skye, and the Isle of Cole. You don't have an opinion on that, do you?"

Robert II still snorted softly, but did not speak.

On this basis, the demarcation of the line of demarcation between the two sides in the British Isles is based on the area of actual control of the present day. Your Majesty should have no opinion on this, right?"

“...... In the previous treaties, the two regions of Northumberland and Cumbria, as well as Newcastle City and Hadrian's Wall, were to be divided between us. Robert II argued a little uncomfortably.

"I also remember that Your Majesty tore up the previous covenant, didn't you?" Diplomat Number easily blocked the matter. So that Robert II could not say anything. As he said before, everything depends on strength. Now the Scots have suffered badly. Even if Egil gave them a good Newcastle City, they wouldn't necessarily want it. Robert II brought up this matter, most likely just to add a little leverage to his own negotiations.

"The third condition, then, is that we have suffered huge losses because of the attack of the Scottish side...... Therefore, we hope that your country will show good faith and compensate our country for the losses it has suffered, including the bereavement of the fallen soldiers, the repair of Newcastle Castle and Hadrian's Wall, and the cost of remediating the desolation of the land. Baggage consumption fee. Lost time expenses and mental damage costs......"

"Let's just say the number. Don't be so verbose. "Robert II listened to Diplomat No. 1 say this fee and that fee. The more I listened, the more I felt breathless. It's the third time and I think it's better to hang this damn guy directly. If he was allowed to continue, Robert II was afraid that he would not be able to stand it anymore.

"Very well, Your Majesty is really generous. Diplomat One, who did not know that he had circled the gates of hell several times, continued to hold Robert II. But the other party obviously didn't appreciate it.

"A total of fifty thousand gold coins. "Diplomat No. 1 broke out such numbers.

"What?!Fifty thousand gold coins?!Have you been kicked in the head by a donkey?!" After hearing such a number, Robert II stood up suddenly, but this time he was really annoyed: "Come on! Hurry up, hurry up and tie this guy up, drag him out and hang him!"

Diplomat No. 1 can naturally see that this time the other party is definitely not scaring himself. It's because of annoyance, shame, anger, and loss of reason. I complained in my heart: Why don't you understand the truth of asking for a price to pay back? Sure enough, he is a hopeless barbarian. While shouting, "Wait! I still have something to say......"

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