Seeing that his Scottish allies were so heroic, so strong, so desperate, so desperate...... The dwarven warriors were a little silly. This this and this ...... When I first attacked Hadrian's Wall before, I didn't see these guys so fierce. Have you taken too many drugs?

However, in any case, seeing the allies so fierce, the dwarves also gave birth to a desire to compare. One by one, they rounded their arms and rushed forward.

Actually, the real situation is that the Scots don't have to work so hard. Even Hadrian's Wall was easier to attack from the south. But at least one more condition must be added - that is, people really want to fight. And has the ability to fight down.

The Scots to the north have dwarven allies and are born with a mechanical level of ten. The whole race, all of them are artisans + miners. Egil did not have such good conditions, at this moment, Egil only had ten ballistas in his hands, plus a hundred engineers. It's okay to have a little bit of a dozen small castles or something. It was impossible to attack such a large fortification as Hadrian's Wall.

But the Scots did not know.

The English didn't know either.

So they are all tragic.

Although the dwarves are also very hard, they rush forward. But they were heavily armoured, and they were in a tragic three-headed body. So the Scotsman who can't outrun the normal seven-headed body anyway, and ** wears the upper body, and only wears a skirt -- that is indeed a skirt, right? Yes, yes? Maybe it has other names. But it's true that the most commonly used is skirts.

And it's a miniskirt, the kind that doesn't have panties on it yet--your sister is joking. Who wants to see a group of men with colorful faces wearing skirts?!

At this time, the English finally reacted - or were shocked by the Scottish group of people who only had one skirt on their bodies. Immediately afterwards, I felt that the existence of this group of guys was polluting the world. And so, the rain of longbows and arrows began again.

Thus, the Scots tragedy.

At this moment, Egil's army stood outside the effective range of the longbow and fiddled with his ballista. Although it is unlikely to sing the lead role. But it's better to run around than to do nothing. Otherwise, after the fall of Hadrian's Wall, the three alliances will have a party together. The dwarves can say: we have made a lot of siege equipment, counterweight catapults, tower cars, ladder trucks, and other messes. And the people of Scotland can say: we run naked in only skirts in front of the enemy, showing off our strong pecs.

So, what should the Norwegians say? I played soy sauce for a long time?

Joke.

In this way, under the service of the engineers, a total of ten ballistas were prepared, and then a salvo was fired. directly took more than a dozen lives on the city wall. At this moment, the English on the walls realized once again that they were being flanked. And it looks like those Vikings who emerged from behind also had weapons in their hands that could easily kill them.

In an instant, just a moment, the English collapsed. All the English soldiers scrambled and screamed. The one who threw off his armor ran down Hadrian's Wall -- or this jump. In short, the ones that jumped down were basically dead. The ones that ran down ran in the direction of Egil...... After all, the staircase should be built on the inside, shouldn't it?

"Cut, take the prisoners. Especially the guys with all the bells and whistles and the messy coats of arms. Egil gave such an order, and then the Viking army rushed forward. Fortunately, the Vikings are not the kind of futuristic world, and they say: "Shoot or kill, we will treat the prisoners preferentially!" So the vast majority of the English survived in the end. Although some of the resistance was fierce, they may have been punched twice, and they looked a little blue and swollen. But that's not the point.

The point is that while the Vikings were capturing their captives, they broke open several gates on Hadrian's Wall. At the same time, the dwarves also ran on their short legs - originally the siege tools such as the building cart and the ladder cart were pushed by the Scots. But this time, for some reason, the Scots ran forward like a golden carat. I don't listen to what I say. It is said that the dwarves can only push carts by themselves.

Who do the Scots think they are? Can Spider-Man climb walls with his bare hands?

Still, in any case, Hadrian's Wall fell. That's right, it fell - and the Triple Alliance, though there was a little skirmish while fighting for the spoils of war. But it's not a big deal. On the whole, harmony can be maintained.

It's weird.

At this moment, the Scottish people look at the Norwegians as if they are about to eat people...... Anyway, although the Scots are a little savage, they shouldn't be cannibals, right?" Egil thought as he quietly wiped his sweat. At the same time, I almost understood in my heart why the Scots were so unfriendly.

It's just a Northumberland area, a small ruined castle. As for it.

The Scotsman: As for.

That same evening. As is customary. When you win, you have to celebrate your victory, and you have to have a banquet to celebrate your victory, and you have to eat and drink when you have a banquet...... In other words, do the Scottish barbarians know what "wine" is? The latest products from Egil's research institutes.

In this way, the boys ate bacon flatbreads and drank beer. The bigwigs ate crispy chicken, steaks, truffles and white bread, fruit salad and the like - all of them, of course, made by Egil. Some of them still need to be redeemed in the system with bonds. But it's a rare victory. It's not a big deal to be a little generous.

Unconsciously, Egil's little bit of family spirit dissipated a lot.

"By the way, Lord Wallace, during the day your soldiers seem to have plundered our booty. Don't you want to give some explanation to defuse these unpleasant things?" Seeing that the atmosphere at the banquet was not very good—between Egill and Wallace, of course. The Dwarven King Wald, however, was completely unharmed, munching on the steak while laughing and praising Egil's clever tactics.

"I don't know how you came up with this - London is already at hand. But he turned back directly. Without saying a word, he directly captured Newcastle Castle and Hadrian's Wall. Alfred, that old boy is probably going mad, hahaha......"

The more the dwarven king Wald praised Egil like this, the more ugly William Wallace on the other side became. It's just that people are also heroes who are not born. There is still open-mindedness -- or endurance -- at this point. It's just a drink of high-intensity vodka that Egil has exchanged.

I don't know why, I can't get drunk no matter how much I drink.

It took so much time and so much money to spend so much, but as a result, someone easily picked peaches. It's not even better for anyone to be in a better mood.

"What are you going to do next? Do you want to ask the other side to give up Newcastle Castle? Damn, how can you say such a thing? Is it tougher? Will a tough word cause the other party to be disgusted and become uncontrollable later?

So, should you give in a little softer? But in that case, the other party might think that I am a Scotsman who is weak and deceitful. It's going to take an inch. Damn it. ”

In this way, Wallace thought for a long time, and he didn't think about how he should speak. But I didn't expect to hear such a challenge from Egil at this time.

"That's right, this guy wants to bargain with me for something like this, and end up swallowing Newcastle Castle. In an instant, Wallace made the right judgment and named Egil a sinister and cunning bastard.

"So, it was just a bad accident - as for the loot or something. If you can get people to point out all of that, then I don't have anything to say. However, if you can't, then please give up your Majesty's intentions. ”

Although it sounds nice, Wallace actually meant the same thing as a certain q who stole something. "Do you have turnips? Then you tell him that he can answer you? and when he does, he will give it back to you." ”

It's such a bullshitty bandit theory.

"Three hundred longbows, and fifteen thousand arrows with special cones. 500 pairs of crusty armor. Of course, Egil is not the kind of person who is willing to suffer. After hearing Wallace's words, he smiled slightly, isn't it just to report the number, if you ask me to report the number, I will report the number.

Wallace barely fainted after hearing this. That's pretty much all the bows and arrows and leather armor they've gotten from Hadrian's Wall. I originally thought that my robber logic was very powerful - but I didn't expect the other party to master a more powerful skill, called "slander".

Shimada...... It's not a one-level existence at all. Why would I provoke such an opponent so irrationally? And look at the damn bearded dwarf next to me, he definitely had a tacit understanding with that guy - definitely a girl invited him to do it - forget it, death is death. At least a little bit of vitality needs to be reserved for Scotland.

“...... I will send someone to your military camp as soon as possible. Wallace took a deep breath and then said.

“...... Ale?!" Egir had no idea that the other party would accept his blackmail so readily. Even the dwarf king Wald, who had been watching the play beside him, was stunned.

"Oh no, shouldn't the other party slap the table and shout: What kind of joke is your sister making, is this right?

But in this case, it's not good to say that you're joking. Egil took a deep breath before deciding to settle the conversation directly with a killer move: "Your Excellency, you can take over Newcastle Castle tomorrow." ”

"Huh?!" At this moment, Wallace was surprised to death. Seeing Egil, who was also crying and laughing opposite, he seemed to understand something - it turned out that he was thinking a little too much, but in fact things were much simpler than he imagined......

What kind of expression should you use to face this time?

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