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Seeing the ghostly skills of the captain of the Death Knight, both the enemy and the enemy were cold, and secretly said, "What a powerful character", and in the Norman army on that side, Joan of Arc, who had changed into full armor, quietly breathed a sigh of relief, sent the hilt of the sword that could be white and flashing, and quietly took a few steps back, returning to the original place - it turned out that just now I saw that Egil might be in danger, but Joan of Arc didn't think about it, and wanted to step forward directly, but unfortunately the mount under the crotch did not have the weird speed of the Death Knight. A few steps slower. At this point, there is little point in stepping forward. His identity is very embarrassing, doesn't it make people laugh.

Thinking of this, Joan of Arc suffered a little bit of gains and losses. sighed twice, and then looked at the back of the high-spirited Egil in front of him, and couldn't help but be stupid.

"This matter is indeed a lax discipline. When I go back, I will definitely be punished. Basil II was silent for a moment, and then said. But he took the mistake in the past.

"Hmph. Whether to punish or not, it's not all your family's words. Egil snorted coldly, but he couldn't trust Basil II. The scene was cold again, and Du Lusus had lost an arm, which had been quickly sent away, and he was about to be sent back to the camp with a little bandage. Just look at this guy with a look of resentment at Egil, and the captain of the Death Knight beside him. I know that this guy hates Egil and the two. Just depending on the situation, the probability of success in revenge is not high, basically less than or equal to zero......

At this time, Basil II also knew that if he continued to argue, he was probably not Egil's opponent. Looking at Egil's young and heroic posture, he suddenly fell in love with talent. Secretly sigh that giving birth to a child should be like this. It's a pity that he is blessed, in addition to the first daughter, although he gave birth to two sons, they both died one after another, and when the daughter grew up to six years old, she didn't know what strange disease she had. Although there are countless maidens, they have never been able to give birth to a son and a half daughter...... Thinking of this, Basil II inexplicably added a little disgust to his eldest daughter. And looking at Egil, I don't know why, the more I look at it, the more pleasing it becomes.

"Even if so, so what? God favors the strong! And Rome has always been the strongest! We come, we see, we conquer everything! That in itself is the most correct reason!"

Seeing that the argument could not be argued with Egil, Basil began to play hooligan. Said the logic of robbers like the jungle.

Egil sneered.

"Rome's armies are the best in the world, Rome's politics and law are the best in the world, Rome's territory is the same as the riches of Rome - what can even ten barbarian nations unite in? What can even a hundred barbarian states unite in? Rome is invincible! From the beginning to the end, from the day Rome appeared. Rome is invincible!! even the slightest setback, the slightest defeat - the final victory belongs and must belong to Rome!"

After saying this, Basil II's voice lowered, and there was temptation in his tone: "Then, you should know that the succession system of the Roman emperor has been an adopted son succession system for a long time...... And speaking of which, I only have one daughter. So here, I'm going to ask you a little bit of a question. Normans, King Egil, are you married?"

After Basil II asked such a question, the diplomat Foster was stunned, and he turned around and looked at his lord, who had been following Egil, and indeed the glorious one seemed to be an angel. But...... Isn't this a little too much?

"Translator?" said Egil, seeing that the diplomat who was acting as an interpreter beside him did not speak. At this time, the faces of the personnel on the Italian side, who were also proficient in Greek, also became strange.

"That, that, that's like this. ”

Originally, Foster's translation was to shout as hard as he could, shouting as loudly as he could. But I didn't dare to shout it out at this moment. Otherwise, if you go back, I don't know how your own lord will concoct himself. Foster lowered his voice. In a voice that could only be heard by Egil, "It is so, my lord......"

It's embarrassing for other people who want to hear this. The three princes from France did not spend a lot of time dealing with the Greeks like the Italians. So they can understand a little bit - what they systematically learn, in addition to their own Chinese, basically only learn a little Latin. ,

"Oh?!" Egil was a little surprised, he really didn't expect the other party to say such a thing. On the other side, Basil II smiled slightly when he saw Egil's surprised look. I don't know what I have in mind.

"Yu doesn't seem to have introduced Yu's wife to His Majesty. Egil thought to himself: this matter should be solved quickly, and if he hesitates a little, then it will be difficult to do when the matter reaches Artoria's ears......

So Egil completely ignored it, and Basil on the other side clearly wanted to say something. Straight, he said in a very fast tone: "Yu's wife is the queen of Ireland, Scotland, and Wales, and the archduchess of Brittany. She was the heroine who single-handedly created the Northwest Kingdom of Britain! She was the only queen of the Norman Kingdom! My most trusted assistant, my most powerful adjutant, and my favorite woman! Artoria, which was more important than all things in the world combined. Therefore, needless to say, one Roman Empire, even ten combined, is not as important as her. ”

"I see. Basil II sighed and thought to himself: I just say it casually, and you can just listen to it, who wants to know about your...... Is...... But it's a pity, I'm already married......

"Oh, then, where is the lady who fascinates you so much, and why hasn't she come out to see you?" asked Basil II.

"She was on another battlefield," replied Egil, "in Eastern Europe, on the Polish plain, also commanding an army of 100,000 against another heretical country, Moscow. ”

"Oh, can she command an army of 100,000 men?" Basil II had only asked casually, but he didn't expect Egil to answer like that. Interest came suddenly, too.

"That's right. Egil nodded: "It's an army of 100,000." ”

"You seem to have a lot of faith in her. ”

"I believe in her as much as I believe in myself. ”

"Well, forget it. Looks like you do have a nice wife. I also wish her a lucky survival in this war. Of course, you too. ”

"I don't bother with this, let's care about Your Majesty first. ”

Basil II and Egil have been talking for so long, and they have been talking about each other, but there is not a single mention of the point. Seeing that Egil had the upper hand little by little. Basil II didn't want to say more, so he asked directly:

"What do you want, then, to give up the foolish idea of hostility to the Roman Empire?" Basil II then asked, "though it is a simple matter to crush your ridiculous coalition army. But I am a merciful man. And in recent times, enough blood has been shed among Christians. Therefore, if the conditions are right, I am willing to listen to your humble and pitiful requests. ”

"A complete withdrawal from Hungary and the cession of all the territory of southern Italy, with Iberia redrawing the borders on the limits of the areas actually controlled by both sides. At the same time, 10 million gold coins were compensated to the European countries. The two sides have been on truce for ten years. ”

Egil was not polite at all, Basil was direct, he was more direct. directly said the method that he had already thought of and initially weakened the Eastern Roman Empire.

"I sincerely negotiate with you, but you have to say such unrealistic conditions, it seems that you are the ones who really don't want to negotiate. Basil II shook his head and said.

"That's how it is. Egil chuckled and said in a striking voice, "The land that can be obtained without the blood of a warrior is not reassuring in any way. So, it's still a real battle, and it's going to be higher. When the time comes, the land that has been beaten down will be in your hands, and then you will be considered to be sure. ”

"That's true. Basil II burst out laughing: "In that case, what are we still wasting time doing here?!Go back to the camp! See you in fifteen days! Then the winner will take everything, including the life of the loser!"

With that, Basil II turned around and rode his horse, and ran in the direction of his camp with the thousand ironclad paladers. There was no looking back.

"It's kind of interesting. "In the end, Basil II was more powerful than any other king he had ever seen. Egil sighed in his heart. Looking left and right, the rest of the people also looked emotional. I'm afraid what I think is not much different from my own.

"Come and go...... That's it. Let's go back too. Egil snorted softly, then lowered his head and muttered, "The life of the loser...... Indeed, this battle was unusual. If you're unlucky, you're likely to lose your life. ”

After this, the Coalition soldiers also turned away. Go back to camp and get ready to go. The grassland that had been noisy before suddenly became silent, and in an atmosphere of slaughter, even birds and beasts that had not opened their minds did not want to approach.

Negotiations failed. Very normal failure. The nobles of the royal palace did not believe in the so-called morality of faith, they only believed in the long sword in their hands and the armored dead soldiers who swore allegiance behind them.

Fifteen days before the big war.

(To be continued.) [