"The so-called mercenary-you should know what a mercenary is, right?" the system elf asked with a few more gestures.

“...... Know. Egil replied a little helplessly: "A professional soldier who took the money to sell his life." Not necessarily. Regardless of the differences between the various mercenary organizations, some of them can be set up as archways. Some undisciplined women are not as good as women. ”

"That's pretty much what it means. The system elf said, "Knight, every time you move to a region, you can recruit mercenaries unique to that region. Although the cost is a little higher than that of the average soldier. But the combat power is absolutely sufficient. There are even some powerful mercenaries whose combat effectiveness exceeds that of ordinary professional soldiers. ”

"The last name price is much better than exchanging bonds for troops, isn't it?" asked Egil.

That's pretty much what it means. The system elf replied, "However, it takes a lot of money to maintain a mercenary army. So, you have to be prepared. ”

"I'm done fighting and I'm going to dismiss them all, right? Egil said without any fuss.

“...... Good idea, good idea. The system wizard was a little speechless.

"So, how do you recruit mercenaries?" asked Egil.

"Open the system interface, and then turn to the place where mercenaries are recruited, where you can find the number, type and price of mercenaries in this area. The system elf said.

"Hmm...... In this area, there are a total of 500 hired longbowmen, 1,500 mercenary spearmen, and 500 hired highland axes, oh oh oh oh...... I don't even know that there are a hundred and fifty chivalrous (rangers-wanderers-hooligans) knights, but there are so many bloody people begging for life in my newly pacified territory. Egil was slightly surprised.

"Don't be so surprised, this is also a system welfare. Once all these people are employed, it will only take three months to recover. Unlimited employment is possible. The system elf said.

"Three months, let's talk about it then. Anyway, hire them all. Egil said.

In this way, a total of 2,650 mercenaries joined Egil's side. In this way, Egil had more than 10,000 soldiers under his command. Barely a little stronger than the surging King Arthur. This also gave Egil a little bit of self-confidence.

Of course, it was only a little bit - and that little bit of self-confidence was certainly lost after the bloodless surrender of Nottingham, the castle in the south of England.

"Isn't that a good thing? Alfred's stupid guy didn't guard the castle, but fled straight back to London. Wouldn't it be easier to occupy LinkedIn in the three islands?" the system elf asked in surprise.

"London was not taken by us. Egir sighed slightly, and then said, "Just now, Carter's spy sent a carrier pigeon, saying that the Thames River was scuttled by the enemy and the ships were silting up the channel. So, they can't complete the combat mission. ”

"Oh, that's right. The system elf said indifferently.

"And the fact that the 30,000 troops of the United Kingdom surrounded the whole city of London - and even some damned Celts, whether intentionally or unintentionally, dared to attack my navy. ”

"Though you have not made a covenant. But they're allies, right? Why are they attacking your navy?"

"Knowingly asked. Egil snorted coldly, ignoring the system elf.

At this moment, under the city of London. The same problem plays out between different characters. When one of his knights asked him this, the queen of the Celts also snorted lightly, and said with extreme disdain: "Knowingly asking." ”

It is indeed a knowingly question--such a question is not so much because of one's own lack of intelligence, but rather a question of the other person.

"At this moment, the English were extremely weak, and the Scots were on the verge of civil strife because of the defeat of the king. With such a godsend, it is time for us and the Celts to lift our spirits and dominate the British Isles. Immediately afterwards, the queen saw that her subordinates were still slightly unconvinced, so she explained: "And the various forces in the British Isles are no longer to worry. Well, our ultimate enemy. It's a coalition of Vikings and dwarves with strong enough armies - and if the Vikings want to conquer the British Isles, we Celts, are their worst enemies. The contradictions between the two sides are completely irreconcilable. Alliances, not to mention that we didn't have an alliance with them - and even if we did, no one would have kept them!"

"Other than that, at least half of that army is made up of dwarves. There will be no peace between them and us. "The one sitting on the other side was all dressed in strange green patterns, and was also dressed in a lot of leaves and dead grass. Said the guy who looked like a wild man.

It is naturally not a small role to be able to sit here, and his slender ears still wearing stone earrings, as well as the longbow of one meter and two long on his back, also explain his identity. Elves, a terrifying wild elf born and raised in a real forest. At the same time, he was also the longbowman under King Arthur and the commander of the elven mercenaries. A ruthless guy. According to the classification of mercenaries mentioned by Egil, then this guy is definitely the kind that is worse than the festival of the girl.

"That's right. The dwarves. King Arthur snorted lightly, and his cold eyes suddenly fixed on the elven mercenary leader. Rao is this person is murderous, but he still can't resist the king's eyes to see it lightly. The mercenary leader only felt cold, like a snake that had not found a place to hibernate in winter, completely unable to move. However, this feeling disappeared in a moment. For a short time, the mercenary leader thought that he was just delusional.

“...... This damn bastard, if it weren't for him......" King Arthur secretly gritted his teeth.

During the previous Viking invasion, the Celts and Saracens joined forces to defeat the Dwarves and Viking alliances. Actually, things are not quite what the dwarves imagined. The previous dwarven king was not defeated and died. Instead, he was captured by King Arthur.

King Arthur was only sixteen years old. But he was born a master who was old in the battle array. Naturally, you can see the help that the dwarven side can provide, if you get the friendship of the dwarf side. Then their sophisticated forging technology and siege machinery manufacturing technology will definitely increase the combat effectiveness of the Celts by a large margin.

Therefore, King Arthur was not too difficult to be the dwarven king. Instead, he was given a very good treatment. And I want to talk to him about the alliance after two days.

But everything was ruined by this damn mercenary leader. That damn bastard who had been stuffed with horse urine sneaked into the dwarven king's tent and killed him, citing the feud between the elves and the dwarves. The leader of the mercenaries relied on his own identity and the strong military support of the two thousand elven longbowmen behind him. He believed that King Arthur would not kill him after weighing the pros and cons. After all, the dwarven king died, and the relationship between the Celts and the dwarves became hateful. If she loses the support of the elves again. That's more than worth the loss.

The end result was the same as the mercenary leader imagined. He lost the trust of King Arthur, as well as the resentment of the entire Celtic race. But in the end, he did not lose his surname.

Of course, the mercenary leader also has his own calculations in his heart. Even in a sense, he had to do it as a last resort.

"Just kidding, what's the point of our elves if we let that tie up with the dwarves? those old stubborn dwarves will definitely demand that banish us from her army. And for the sake of the damn dwarf's disgusting soot-stained armor and weapons, the bitch would have done the same - she already had enough longbowmen. We elves are dispensable to her. Not so with the dwarves......"

"So, in the final analysis, it's all about profit......"

Another group of mercenaries was recruited in Nottingham, expanding the mercenary force to 5,000 men, and at the same time, waiting for reinforcements from Norway proper, the regular army was replenished with 8,800 men. At this moment, Egil was sitting on an army of thirteen thousand, plus the dwarven clan of nearly twenty thousand, he was finally relieved. This delay. That's a dozen days. There is no south, no north. However, the three forces, one south and one north, have not forgotten him. At this moment, Egil looked at the four letters from different forces in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh like this.

"The clouds and rain are turning towards Qin Dusk Chu or something. Actually, it's not a big deal. As the so-called head-killing business is done, no one does the loss-making business......"

The letter in Egil's possession was as follows: a letter from Alfred the Great promising to cede all of England to Egil. It would be enough for him to leave a London city for his own retirement - just kidding, is there any other territory besides London City now?

King Arthur Asteria sent a letter asking for help, first wishing Egil good luck and telling them of their alliance and their willingness to be reconciled with him for a hundred years. There are a lot of good things to say, but there are no real benefits at all. And the attack on the Norwegian Navy a few days ago was not even mentioned.

To the north, the new King of Scotland, Robert II, wrote a letter about the fact that a certain deranged William Wallace dared to lead an army to rebel and was finally nailed to the pillar of shame in history, and repeatedly hoped that this incident would not affect the relationship between Scotland and Norway......

The most interesting thing is that Edward IV wrote a letter to Egir, asking for the succession to the throne of England to be exchanged for the succession to the throne of France...... How the hell is this, this, this?!

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