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Philip II heard such words. I couldn't help but smile bitterly. But he took what Egil said as a joke.

I didn't come back for two days, and I was either detained or cut directly. Recall that two days ago, when the coalition army arrived on the outskirts of Marseille, Egil prepared to send troops to attack the city without saying a word, so as to deter Renaya and make them obediently offer their children jade silks.

However, Philip II did not do it. Righteous words say that we are the teachers of civilization and benevolence. We should uphold the fine traditional virtue of saluting first and then soldiering. Send a messenger first. Knowing is reasonable, moving is emotional. I'm not afraid that the other party won't open the city and surrender. In this way, Yu Gong can save time and quickly move south to the Apennine Peninsula to relieve the siege of the Holy See. For private purposes, it can also promote the noble character and chivalry of our monarchs.

As I have said before, the other monarchs were not fools, and naturally understood what Philip II meant—but this division of the spoils of war was also famous. If the other party accepts. Then after the city is broken, the matter of arson and looting cannot be done. At most, he can only capture the other nobles and eat a ransom. The city of Marseille was owned by King Philip of France. Philip II got the bargain. And what if you forcibly attack the murderous Marseille. When you enter the city, there will be a plunder. Half of what was plundered was to be handed over to the king. Marseille is one of the most affluent port cities in France. The other three countries were able to make a big profit. In the end, Philip II was nothing more than an empty shell. Thus the kings of the Three Kingdoms profited. Philip II's family suffered.

So although Philip II said the crown. But Burgundy Charlie sneered in addition to a sneer. And Edward of Aquitaine, although a vassal of Philip II. But in the past two years, I have been poor. Therefore, there was no voice in solidarity with Philip II. Just silently stayed aside. Nor do they speak.

Of course, Philip II did not observe, these two damned bastards who should be his vassals in name. He was just staring at Egil.

Because, Egil is the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces. In name only.

To Philip II's surprise, Egil readily agreed. There was no disdain for his proposal, as Philip II had imagined. This made Philip II, who had been preparing for a long time, hoping to use his dexterous eloquence to knock Egil to the empty punch. It's like an internal injury, and it's unusually uncomfortable.

"Let's try it first. It wouldn't hurt anyway. Egil smiled lightly. After that, Philip II's proposal was affirmed.

Although the prepared rhetoric did not work. But that's not a bad ending. Philip II comforted himself with a sense of relief. Knowing that this time Marseille, an important port city, was saved. In his mind, these Reyaans were not stupid enough to go home. Indeed, it will surrender automatically -- the Four-Nation Alliance has the crusader in hand, and even more than 100,000 armored soldiers. A slight weighing of the pros and cons leads to the conclusion that there is no hope for Marseille and that capitulation is the right choice. Such a conclusion comes.

However, Philip II was overjoyed at the time, and then hurried to choose a suitable messenger. But I didn't see the sarcastic smile on Egil's lips.

So, the end result was a one: the messenger sent by Philip II had not had time to talk to the Renaians about anything. He was stabbed to death by an angry guard next to him, "Damn the French, we will not accept your rule!" After that, the guard dropped his weapon and fled under the gaze of the stunned Reya. Resisted arrest and resisted during the pursuit of Genoa soldiers. In the end, he was killed by the soldiers.

So the coalition forces waited for two days in a row, and they couldn't wait any longer.

So Egil would never admit that this was the work of his spies.

So the people of Renaya were helpless. for the messenger of peace was slain. So there is no turning back. Began to arrange the city defense wholeheartedly.

In fact, the people of Genoya could have escaped by sea. Although even if they were able to escape by sea back to Genoa. After a while, the coalition forces will still have to go there. It's just a little bit of time to slow down the demise - but that's enough. Although it does not solve the problem completely. But it can drag the problem for a while. "I'll talk about it later" is a very effective solution that everyone in the world really likes.

However, the Navy was tragic.

In several previous naval battles, the fleets of Genoa and Venice suffered heavy losses. Security in the Mediterranean can no longer be maintained. The Eastern Mediterranean is a little better. It was the territory of the Eastern Roman fleet. If you are caught, you will be a prisoner obediently, and you can still leave a life. We are all Christians. Before the war, there was also trade between Eastern Rome and Venice and Genoa. I don't overdo it.

But Marseille is different. It belongs to the Western Mediterranean. It's the territory of the Barbary pirates. The combat effectiveness of these pagan pirates goes without saying. Its cruel celestial surname, and religious antagonism. It also allows them to do torture that can be imagined in this world without scruples, and even beyond the imagination at all. Let Christians not survive and not die.

Thus, a ruined sampan was accidentally aided in Marseille. And see that the human skin on it is stripped off. Limbs and "beeps" were chopped off. After the woman's was chopped into meat sauce, and the whole ship was painted with blood all over the red crescent. Escaping by boat was immediately vetoed.

Crusade...... They are all Christians. Isn't it as scary as a heretic?

Probably.

But Egil, the three of them were quite happy. Plunder always brings joy.

"So, you have to be like this, like a robber, to rob everyone else of all the money they have worked so hard to have? Egil Skadergrímsson. ”

After returning to his camp, Egil's trouble came. Joan of Arc, who is now a quasi-saint and a Norman nun, teaches Egil a lesson in a tone of hatred that iron is not steel.

Egil shrugged. I think it doesn't matter.

"Who do you think I am?"

"The Norman King—"

"Wait, let me finish my sentence first. Seeing that Joan of Arc was about to speak, Egil held out his hand to stop her, and then asked, "Well, you should also know what this army of mine is." ”

"Normans, Burgundians, Frenchmen. Joan of Arc frowned, as if she understood what Egil was trying to say.

"Good. Egil snapped his fingers. There was no explanation after that. Joan of Arc, on the other hand, kept her head bowed and remained silent. So talking to smart people is worry-free. If it was Artoria who was following Egil at this moment, then Egil would have taken a long time to explain: So, I am the Norman king, the commander of the coalition. I'm going to work for the welfare of my men. Shenma money beauty, if you don't have these things, who will follow you? Shouldn't I have smashed open the city gates and let the soldiers rob the women for money? Justice and justice are a few cents a pound...... Joan of Arc understands this.

But Joan of Arc was not reconciled.

"What if...... I mean if. I promise you. Can you let them go?"

Joan of Arc bit her lip and said something like this, much to Egil's surprise.

"What did you say?!" Egil turned, his face full of surprise.

"I say, if you will give up your intention to sack Marseille, I will leave it at your disposal. ”

"Who do you think I'm for?!"

"Do you think I look like the kind of person who takes advantage of people?!"

"Don't think so badly of me!"

"I'm actually a good person!"

In the blink of an eye, several options spun around in Egil's mind. In the end, he didn't say a word. In the entire tent, the knights of the guards who had been in the corner to be in charge of security, as well as the spies in the darker places, were all clean. But you want to move a place for your lord...... Egil swallowed. Although I had thought about it before, I wanted to use the French surname to force Joan of Arc to submit. Looking at Joan of Arc, she said with tears in her eyes: "Even if you can get my person, you will never get my heart." "This kind of ghost animal development seems to be good.

But in the end, it didn't work out for various reasons.

"So, is it God's old man's favor? A door was closed and a window was opened. Look at me pitiful, so you gave me such a chance?" Egil thought for a few seconds. In the end, he still shook his head. Not without regret rejected Joan of Arc.

"If the collective interest is sacrificed for the sake of the individual. Even the king is unforgivable. Egil sighed. Then he looked at Joan of Arc's sad expression and scratched his hair.

"Forget it, try to kill as little as possible. That's all I can promise. ”

"I hope Your Majesty will remember what you have said. Joan of Arc also knew that it was impossible for a beast-like army to do nothing against a wealthy city. Egil's vague promise to "kill as little as possible" is already the best result.

However, just as Joan of Arc was about to leave and go back to his tent to pray for the innocent, Egil saved Joan of Arc's slender waist.

"Although it is unlikely to be disposed of. But it should be okay to kiss it, right?" said Egil, leaning over to Joan of Arc's lips. Without waiting for Joan of Arc to protest, she kissed her, then knocked open Joan of Arc's teeth and poked her tongue in......

(To be continued)