At that time, Egil easily dodged left and right, and defused Artoria's attacks one by one. At the same time, he was not idle, and said cheap words, which made Artoria even more annoyed: "Hani, I just commented on your way of being a general, now how about evaluating your martial arts?"

"Shut up" Artoria for a while, and some of them were really angry. On the one hand, the reason is that Egil does not like what he says, and on the other hand, Artoria is a little unwilling to be overtaken by Egil like this.

Originally, when he first met Egil, Egil was still an ordinary ordinary warrior who couldn't be more ordinary. A slightly stronger knight can easily take him out. And in the first few years of his marriage to Egil, it was basically like this......

The change came at the time of the Crusades, that is, two years ago. For a while, Egil didn't know why he suddenly started working hard.

This was very strange for Artoria, and Egil seemed to become very capable of playing all of a sudden. Although it's a little worse than her. Experience, skill, and determination are not as good as their own. But against ordinary troops, it's still no problem to ride a thousand. This made Artoria relieved, but also a faint sense of loss. Soon, the loss turned into anger and reluctance as Egil became stronger.

If Artoria had a sense of crisis before: "Will he not need me anymore......", then after Egil's combat effectiveness (after obtaining the armor and sabers, Egil won several mock battles were all won by Egil), he had to add a sentence like "Unwilling-what kind of world, bastard?!"

Therefore, this feeling of being favored by oneself and surpassed by the person one loves is very uncomfortable. If Artoria had been forty years older, she might have laughed it off. But Artoria is now only twenty-four years old. It's a good time to be competitive. Egir's words were unpleasant, and even more unforgivable for Egir to speak on the subject of the Welsh rebellion, which had become a sensitive point for her after several failed attempts in Artoria.

So, Artoria decided to knock Egil down and give him a forced "beep". Vent well.

But this attempt seems to be difficult to achieve. For a while, Egil was half drunk. And he didn't wear the Blade of Tearing Life, and he wore the armor of the Absolute Guardian. However, the extremely strong system that was exchanged from the system, as well as the body and footwork in various advanced fighting techniques and knife techniques, are still there. It's a little hard to hit it, but it's all right when you dodge. Even, Egil still has time to spare, talking cheap when dodging Artoria's attack.

"For such a thing, the bandits in the mountains and forests rebelled. The best way to do this is to assemble elite special forces that are just as mobile and agile, and replace large-scale battles with piecemeal battles. Defeat it little by little. Of course. This method is only suitable for small-scale operations with less than 1,000 troops. If you deal with something too strong, such as the Welsh elf rebels you provoked this time, it won't work—"

"Stupid - don't hide, fight me with dignity!" Artoria shouted angrily.

"It's the fool who fights you. In the middle of the mountains and forests. People are more familiar with the terrain and roads than you, ambush soldiers, harassment, night raids, cut off food routes, lure ambushes. There are ways to make your death ugly. Egil did not answer the question - or could misinterpret what Artoria had said. At the same time, he dodged left and right, and pushed it into a pair of tables and chairs next to him. With the help of these sturdy wooden tables, chairs and benches as shelter, you can maneuver around Artoria.

Hearing Egil say this, Artoria's face turned red from drinking too much. Now it's even more red. Annoyed and angry, it's basically her current state, right?,

"Ahhhh!!h Seeing the sawdust flying, Egil was secretly frightened, and sighed that he was lucky to hide quickly. Otherwise, the best result is a comminuted fracture.

However. Thinking so in his heart, but Egil was still unforgiving, as if he wanted to die quickly: "Yes, yes, just like you, relying on brute force alone is definitely the worst kind of failure." ”

"Then what do you say?!" was half angry, the other half genuinely inquiring, and Artoria kicked him again. Egil couldn't dodge. So he stooped down, and with the strength of his arms, he lifted the table up to make a shield. Then the advantage "snapped". The three-centimeter-thick table top was kicked through by Artoria at once. Only then did Egil see clearly that the queen was drinking with him in steel shins.

"If you kick it in the face this time, it will be considered broken. Egil didn't answer, but he sighed with emotion. Then he lowered his body. A leg swept towards Artoria's now ground-holding leg. Artoria's right leg was sunk inside the table, desperate to pull it out. The left leg was swept by Egil again, and he lost his balance and fell to the ground. And Egil naturally didn't want his own Hani to face down, so he quickly lay down and made Artoria's human flesh pad.

I heard a "crackling" sound, but it was the table that fell down and smashed the chair that had slipped away. Egil and Artoria fell together.

"Shhh...... "When I fought with Artoria just now, Egil really didn't suffer anything....... But I didn't expect that at this moment, I was pressed by Artoria, and the Norman queen was tripped by Egil, and sat down with her ass down, just sitting on Egil's waist, although she was not very heavy. But with the addition of cuirass, tibia, skirt, and armor, there are one hundred and thirty or forty pounds. Sitting like this, he almost broke Egil's waist.

"Na...... What do you have in mind? Tell me. "At this moment, it seems that I have had enough. Or maybe it was Egil's sacrifice to save her that made her angry. Artoria spoke much softer, turned her face, leaned down, and lay on Egil's body, her hands on the ground, and the fight just now caused her hair to fall in a bun on her head and hang down on Egil's face. It tickles Egil.

"I, naturally, there is a way for me. Haney will just watch when the time comes. After saying this, Egil did not wait for Artoria to express his displeasure, he reached out and hugged her firmly, then rolled over and pressed her underneath, lowered his head, and kissed Artoria fiercely on both lips......

Three days later, the Norman fleet arrived in Bristol. This west side of England has very good feng shui and is also very close to the port city of Wales. And the food and supplies prepared in advance have already been piled up in the city's warehouses.

Because it is a mountain and forest battle. The number of opponents is unknown, so Egil has no idea of mobilizing his entire army to fight in the mountains and forests. He put the 10,000 Norman Army that had rested and recuperated, these armies, which fought mainly in the phalanx of super-long lances and were not suitable for fighting in the mountains, as well as two hussar regiments, and 20,000 Norman infantry, which had been severely attrition in recent battles, and 10,000 Norman assault infantry. Five thousand knights, royal knights, and the Centaur Legion, a total of 60,000 troops, were sent back to Eastern Europe. They were asked to continue by boat until they reached Königsberg, and then south to Krakow, the capital. ...,

In this way, the number of Norman troops was reduced to 45,000 men. Among them, 10,000 Janissaries, 10,000 ranged troops with bows and crossbows. Five thousand assault infantry and twenty thousand infantry. In addition to this, there were matching baggage troops, siege soldiers and other equipment.

"Isn't that not enough?Is it necessary to bring in the Celtic army and recruit some militia?" Altoria saw that Egil had sent most of his army back to the country. Slightly puzzled. So proposed.

"No need. In recent times, the Celtic army has also been tossed enough, and the same is true for the conscripts of Britain and England. Let them rest for a while. Besides, there is such a thing as fighting, and it is not that the more people there are, the better. Egil rejected Artoria's offer. Then he went north with his army and headed in the direction of Wales. And sent a messenger with quick legs, one step ahead with his letter. Entered the territory of Wales.

"It's a war letter, or a letter of persuasion. Egil explained to Artoria.

"I don't think those tree monkeys are in a proper battle with us. Also, what conditions did you use to persuade you to surrender?"

"There are no conditions. Egil replied calmly: "I told them to surrender unconditionally." ”

"How is that possible?!" Artoria was surprised.

"Of course not. Egil admits frankly: "It's just a process." I feel that a person of such a noble status as me must have a reason to do everything. Surrendering the war papers, and persuading them to surrender, although not so strategically significant. But in terms of etiquette, it is very important - even though the other party is some uncivilized tree monkey. ”

"Whatever you want. Artoria rolled her eyes and stopped talking. Because she lost the war with the tree monkey twice in a row. So at this moment, I vaguely wanted to embarrass Egil. If Egil had also lost the battle in Wales, there would have been one more person to share the shame. She could have felt a little more relaxed - even someone like Egil would fail here. Then it's not that I'm useless, but that the opponent is too strong.

Despite just a colony of tree monkeys.