Look at this beautiful little mare. Dressed in heavy armor, armed with a spear, and with a bow at the waist. Show off your might in front of the two armies. Threatens to go out and talk on his own. Egilton was overwhelmed with emotion.

Ever since the night before the third death, Egir had met the little mare, though he had not thought about it for a long time. When I was so worried about my mouth that I was rubbing Maria's little pigeon (Sonia was poor so she didn't) at night. There are also some spring dreams or something, and one of them is very pleasant. Because I haven't had a similar experience before. I can't imagine it at all. So he could only do a little foreplay, and he woke up at the last step of the mouth, which made Egil feel very trance.

So, what is the body structure of a centaur like? This kind of thing is not easy to ask others, even if it is asked. The other party (Sonya) will only think that Egil is asking the other party's point. weakness and the like, so he swore and said:

"It's the hoof, and the other has two hearts, one in the human body, and one in the horse's body to ensure a large supply of blood! The specific position is the same as that of humans and horses. ”

Egil really wanted to shout, "That's not what I said!" After that, Egil went on to get a lot of information from Sonya. It was learned that the little mare's name was Printhia, and that it was a member of the Oirat centaur group. The only daughter of Ayujie, the great Khan of the Kalmyk tribe, after the average centaur married her, when Ayujie Khan died, at least half of the Kalmyk tribe could be divided. With a little skill, it is not impossible to even pocket the entire Kalmyk tribe.

Even further, it is not a dream to become the second Great Khan of Oirat! It is a large tribe of hundreds of thousands of tents, which can mobilize 100,000 of the most elite of the Middle Ages, and can be regarded as a combination of elite cavalry and assault infantry!

So, what are you waiting for?! It doesn't matter what kind of centaur she is or some other monster nickname?! Such an input-output ratio is worth it even if you go to any wild horse!

Egil said this to himself, and then coughed lightly twice, and prepared to step forward.

Because of the injury on his shoulder, the silver-gray strange armor cannot be equipped, and in fact it cannot be equipped. After being shot through that night, it can't be restored—not that the armor itself can't be restored. In fact, if Egil wants to. Just rivet a piece of iron with a rivet and you're ready to wear. If it is broken, take the magical properties of the strange armor itself.

That's right, just like the token of love Egil gave to Artoria before, the scale ring. The strange armor that Egir prepared for Zisi also has special abilities. This special ability is not an arrow deflection effect like Artoria's Cursed Armor, but a "light warp" that better matches Egil's personality and characteristics. When Egil deems it necessary, the Strange Armor will unfold its light stance, distorting the light around Egil and then achieving the purpose of "invisibility". Let Egil calmly escape, one by one, I mean retreat.

However, because Printhia shot through a special part of the armor's stomach, causing the armor's light-distorting ability to fail, this armor is also a very ordinary light plate armor.

"Wait until after the war, and then exchange your bonds for higher-grade armor. Now. Bear with me for a moment. Egil thought, "It's time to change to something more advanced." ”

Therefore, Egil now wears a lightweight, white shirt trimmed with gold thread, and a white fox fur wrapped around his back, if not a jewel-studded ring on top of his head. As well as the stubble of fire brass with a large number of precious stones and ivory handles worn around the waist, then it looks like a boy who goes out to play in the mountains and rivers in the general sense, and his mouth looks graceful and luxurious, not at all like he has come to fight.

The 60,000 troops of the Norman army said that there was no objection to Egil's behavior of walking to the front of the battle and speaking to the commander of the opposing party, because this is a very normal behavior in Europe, and there will be no loyal ministers and filial sons running out, and Egil said: "The son of a daughter will not sit down" and the like, crying and shouting to let Egil have a safe mind, otherwise he will commit suicide or something like that. Of course, there will be no situation like Kou Zhun that forcing the emperor to go to the front line can greatly increase the morale of the front line, and then again, Kou Zhun, the old boy, has not been retaliated against. It's a miracle to be able to live and die ....... "So, this beautiful young lady, what is the matter with you?"

On both wings, the Norman infantry in armor gave way to make a way, and Egil walked out slowly, looking at the little mare on the opposite side and asked.

"Sure enough, this kind of appearance is really unparalleled in the world......"

Seeing Egil's slightly smiling face, such a handsome face and gentle demeanor. On the other side, Principia's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a lot. A few days ago, the [Shining God Slaughter Group] couldn't see clearly in the dark at night, but when she came back, the more she thought about it, the more wrong it became. When she asked her father, Ayuj Khan, "Are there any of the Normans who are very good-looking?" her father replied without much thought:

"If there was one person who was outstanding, it was the Norman Emperor Egir Skadragrímsson. ”

"Oh. It's because he's the emperor, that's why people say that, right?" It wasn't until Ayuj Khan brought out a portrait of Egil and gave it to her that the lord of the Centaur County remembered that the man in the portrait was indeed very similar to the one he had shot that night. However, no matter how good the portrait was, it could not be better than the effect of Egil standing here, and Printhia did not know what to say at that time.

Until the guard next to him reminded in a low voice: "County Lord." County Lord!"

It took two shouts before Printhia came to her senses. It was a blushing moment. looked at Egil, who was smiling and silent, and felt irritated for no reason.

"There has never been a war between the Oirats and the Normans before, why are you attacking us?!"

Miss County Lord shouted at Egil like this, leaving Egil a little speechless.

Who is she? Japanese invading army or Hitler? Speaking of bandit logic, can a kind and simple centaur speak of self-esteem? Egil snorted coldly: "Obviously, you are here to attack us! The Grand Duchy of Moscow is a vassal of the Norman Empire, this is a well-known fact! The territory of the Grand Duchy of Moscow is the territory of the Norman Empire! It's as if you ran into someone else's house to burn and loot like this, and the head of the household rose up to resist, but you were to be said to be guilty, like such a shameless thing, from Ireland to the Turks, I have never heard of it!"

Egil speaks with righteous words, and with a good look, he can sell it. embarrassed the Centaur Lord on the other side. I don't know what to say.

"In short, in short, going against our Oirats will never end well! The territory and borders you speak of are nothing more than what you humans say. We, the Monkeys, have never recognized it! As the children of the steppe, we naturally have the right to the whole of the Vine Plain! Only we and our allies can live here, or we must leave!"

Egil sighed softly, closed his eyes and thought about it: "In 302 BC, the then Centaur Khan and the then Rus' king agreed to use the Ural Mountains as the boundary as the border between the two races. It was the earliest legally binding agreement, and it can still be found in some ancient texts. ”

Speaking of this, Egil opened his eyes, and his voice was loudened again: "In other words, this agreement has been promised by you centaurs! That is to say, all your current expansion, all your actions west of the Ural Mountains are illegal! If you still insist on your statement, then I have nothing to say, and I will only treat you centaurs as incorruptible and shameless bastards!"

Egil dug out the fifteen-hundred-year-old treaty out of the pile of old papers. Naturally, he would not say anything about the series of historical changes that followed. The effort to take things out of context is quite strong.

On the other side, Printhia asked the centaur next to her in a confused whisper:

"This ...... Why don't I know how to do it?"

"This ...... "The guards thought to themselves: Who can be idle and have nothing to remember the events of the [Shining God Slaughter Group] 1,500 years ago, and if you have that spare time to play six, by the way, how good it would be to fight a yellow sheep and a tooth sacrifice."

"Perhaps...... Well, maybe there is...... ," the guards said uncertainly. They didn't know the bottom of their hearts, so they said so.

His Majesty the Emperor Egil, who was majestic and righteous, said this, and the morale of the centaurs suddenly dropped a lot.

"County Lord, let's get down to business, don't talk to him!"

Seeing that Egil was still counting the centaurs with righteous words, he directly said that the centaurs were not as good as beasts and ghost animals. And his own county lord has no ability to refute at all. The centaur heads next to him couldn't stand it anymore, and then said this to Printhia.

"Well, yes," Princia stammered for a moment, and then nodded busily, and the little mare who had wanted to humiliate Egil was completely humiliated this time. There's no more to fight Egil (maybe it will be different in the future.) in another way).

"In short, I am here to declare an immediate cessation of hostilities with us, or we will make you pay an unbearable price!" said Printhia, "we are crossing the border! And you can't organize us!"

(To be continued)

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