Chapter 17 Saber is very cute, don't hack her
So, the next day, Egil put the four letters in front of Wald. The dwarven king, whose brain was not as good as Egil's, suddenly began to have a headache.
"Think about it, what should we do now?" said Egil.
"You don't know...... Ask me?" Wald rolled his eyes, not knowing whether to laugh at himself or in groups.
"Well, then let's use the method of elimination - the United Kingdom of Ireland-Wales. Yu Gong, that guy Celtic is quite strong. It's our rival for control of the British Isles (Walder pouts at this point, seeming to be disdainful), and the Celts are enemies of us. We first came to the British Isles to avenge them (Walder nodded vigorously). Therefore, the contradictions between us and the Celts are irreconcilable, and we must definitely fight. Her letter was negligible. β
"Well, then, the Scotsman...... Anyway, William Wallace died like that......" Speaking of this, Wald sighed a little.
"Yes, there are no good flowers, no hundred flowers are red, or something...... Egil also pretended to be insincere and sighed: "However, are we really going to fight the Scots? Even if William Wallace dies." But the other Scots have fought alongside us. Egil sighed softly, "I can't bear to fight them." β
Wald nodded with concern: "That's true, then forget it." β
"Well, that's all that's left. Egil put away two of the letters, and then picked up the other two letters from the table with one hand: "These two, one of them is a letter for help from Alfred. What do you think?"
"Anyway, they're all enemies, let them eat dogs. Wald said.
"But is that really good?" went on to say Egil, "London is also the capital of England, and if the Irish conquer England and then hold on to it, it seems a little more difficult to break through again with our strength. β
"No problem, just leave the siege or something to us dwarves. Wald patted his chest and assured.
"Hmm...... Then no problem. Egir nodded, and then took out the last letter: "Well, then, the last one, said Edward IV, was willing to use all his territory in France, including the whole Duchy of Normandy, and the whole Duchy of Aquitaine. These two pieces of land in exchange for my claim to him to the throne of England. What do you think about this?"
"This ......" The Dwarven King hesitated slightly, to be honest, the Dwarven King had no interest in understanding these messy inheritances between humans - but not if he didn't say anything at this time, or showed great disdain. Because this ally of his own, there are always a whole bunch of plausible reasons to combine two things that seem completely unrelated. After that, he was speechless. I don't know what it means, but I think it's amazing.
However, in recent times, the dwarven king Wald has basically learned how to communicate well with Egil. The most common phrase is: you look at it. You can do it. You're the manager, you have your idea. Such.
Basically, unconsciously, the entire United Kingdom of the Dwarven Tribes has inexplicably become a vassal state of Egil in disguise. But the dwarves were still unaware of itβor rather, they had to wait until Egil got carried away and ordered the dwarves to die, before they could notice the change. However, I don't know if that day will happen......
So, just like that, Egil nodded, also accustomed to the way he got along with Wald, and Egir could naturally anticipate how Wald would respond.
"Good, that's it, get in touch with that guy for now. Determine the guy's true intentions, and then make plans. Egil said.
At this moment, Wald was eager to say something - listening to Egil, he actually approved Edward IV's proposal. But there is nothing so good in this world. Eighty percent of them took a piece of bait and fished in front. To exchange two large pieces of land on the European continent for the throne of an ethereal island nation? Unless that guy was going to want to pay in the first place......
In the end, though, Wald didn't say anything. Spent a few months with Egil. He knew very well that this eagle-eyed guy was not an easy to be fooled. Intending to make further contact with Edward IV, eighty percent of them had the idea of using each other. Although this is strictly speaking, it is also contrary to the traditional moral concepts of the dwarves...... But Egil was a human, not a dwarf. Wald didn't bother to care so much.
Thus the matter was settled, and then Wald asked, "Why don't the troops go on when they arrive in Nottingham?" Egil laughed and said, "Let's go again after the battle between Ireland and England is over." β
Wald nodded, and said no more.
At this moment, the mouth of the River Thames. General Carter stood on the bow of the ship, holding a telescope in his hand and looking at the city of London in the distance.
"I can't imagine it. It's time to send a message to the Lord. Carter shook his head slightly, there were thousands of defenders in the city of London. In addition, the supply of materials is sufficient. Carter originally thought in his heart that this siege battle would last at least ten days and half a month. Who would have thought that in the end, the Celtic queen would break through the city of London in only five days, and under the queen's urging, the Celts were like crazy, and regarded the city as if it were nothing. As if crazy, he piled sandbags, stones and corpses at the head of the city, and spent two days building a slope of nearly 60 degrees on the edge of the five-meter-high London city wall.
After that, the Celtic warriors rushed to the head of the city with large, shoddy shields to protect their bodies, smashed the large shields hard, and then drew their Irish swords to kill the city......
"The siege took five days - the actual battle was only one day. London is tragic. Although his subordinates specialize in the navy, they are not familiar with land warfare. But the eyesight is still there. The Celts possessed more than 5,000 Welsh longbowmen and elven longbowmen. At the time of the siege, the arrows were like flying locusts. The English, who were suppressed only by a few hundred longbowmen, could not raise their heads, and this kind of combat power required special attention. At the same time, the Celts still retained the characteristics of the ancient barbarian period. The barbarian berserkers under his command are few in number, but they are extremely combative. Berserk combat is almost unstoppable. His skills may not be as good as that of Viking Berserkers. But the destructive power is still too great. Thirdly, the Irish Heavy Swordsmen - the same group that attacked the city of London, armed with Irish swords and wearing heavy chain mail. Its impact and destructive power are on par with that of the Viking Death Warriors. Again, it is important to note...... As for the enemy's cavalry, his subordinates did not see it in the siege battle. Forgive me, Lord. β
In this way, Carter quickly finished writing the letter with a quill pen and handed it to the spy who had been waiting for him for a long time, and then the spy folded it into a slip of paper, tied it to the pigeon's leg, and released it.
"It's not a good battle......," General Carter sighed.
Thus, on the night of the fall of London, Egil received a letter from his generals. Looking at the letter written on papyrus, Egil was slightly distracted...... It would be nice to study the paper when it is necessary - not the rice paper that will break with a single poke. Even if coated paper can't be made, it must be made of machine-made paper made of wood pulp. Uh-huh...... Speaking of which, in addition to the legendary Inca El Dorado, the most profitable thing in the world in this era is China...... But then he said that the Inca, well, when will the fleet be sent to the New World. By the way, Iceland and Greenland will not be of great use after thousands of years.
Halfway through it, Egil began to think about it, and finally came up with one: if it really can't be done, he will take his forces to the New World of America to develop, and spread smallpox and the Black Death in advance. Make a Holy Viking Empire or something, those Indians who are worse than mud legs, and can't even make iron, can they fight no matter what? hehehe......
"Idiot, don't give up in the first place!" After completely capturing Egil's mental activities, the system elf hated iron and steel, and shouted: "Are you willing to go to the Americas to be a savage? and [***] Holy Viking Empire? Don't dream in vain, okay? When the Vikings were at their strongest in history, the scope of their activities already included North America, and as a result, they were beaten back by those Eskimos, bastard! Don't think that it is easy to bully without steel weapons and cavalry. In the era of cold weapons, the barbarians can be said to be the power of the bunkers in a sense. Morale and fighting are much stronger than civilized people. It's not that easy to extinguish. β
β...... Plague, smallpox, cough?" said Egir, trying to tell from the corner of his memory some of the real reasons for the demise of the Indians.
"Do you want to die so stupidly? In this era, the native barbarians of the Americas can't resist the epidemic -- and neither can you, the native barbarian of Europe! Pray that your city won't break out into a massive plague. Otherwise, sorrow can kill you. β
β...... Well, actually, I'm kidding. Egil shrugged: "It's all said, I won't get to that point until I have to." Now, I still have an army of thirty or forty thousand, and I still have the title of King of Norway on my head. It's still very early to reach the end of the mountain. β
β...... I don't know why, but your words seem to have put up a very bad flag. β
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