So, it's a big event in life. In the past, when the strength was equal, if you lose, you lose. It's not a shame - but, as it looks like now, your own strength is nearly twice as strong as that of the other side. If you can't win, you can really die.

Egil looked at the hundreds of captives in front of him, who were either embarrassed, unwilling, or generous. Sighed softly.

Unwilling - really unwilling. It's clear that the enemy is already at the end of the crossbow. All you need to do is command the army to cover up the past. But......

If it's just a few hundred captives, forget it. But Egil knew that at least ten thousand, if not more, of the dwarves were in Vikings' hands—even if the mercenaries didn't care about it. There were at least 5,000 to 7,000 of our own captives.

Egil said that his reputation was very unpleasant. But among his own people, he really hasn't done anything bad—or rather, he hasn't been found to have done anything bad.

"I've got more than 6,300 dwarves and Viking captives! Or I'll order all these people to fall to the ground right now!"

In front of the two armies, a certain girl who looked extremely vicious shouted with the evil expression of the villain.

Egil chuckled, then sighed, and spurred forward, ready to protect Egil's upper body with a pure steel shield that was one size larger than the other Guard Knights, as he was stunned, and prepared to protect Egil's upper body with a pure steel shield that was one size larger than the other Guard Knights. But he was rudely pushed away by Egil.

"Prisoners of war?" Egil's voice was not loud, but no one dared to speak again at this moment. And with an army of this size, it is impossible for there to be any birds and beasts around. So it's quiet. Egil's voice could also be heard clearly.

"If it's a warrior, it's a shame to be defeated and captured...... It must be even more unbearable than death. Egil sighed softly, then flicked his whip and pointed at the captured soldiers in front of him.

"I give you a chance to wash away your shame - right now! Do you want to live without honor or die in battle with honor! You choose !!! for yourselves."

Immediately afterwards, the personal skills that were exchanged for a lot of money in the system were demagogic "advanced", coupled with other clever tongues, confessions, affinity (intermediate) and other castes - Egil's speech had a fierce resonance among the prisoners of war in an instant - a large number of Vikings, dwarven prisoners of war roared and struggled desperately, and even some of the stronger ones - or the Celts who suppressed them were not strong enough, they directly broke free from the shackles, and were cut off in the battle, and began a counterattack.

Enough, in such a situation, even the most idiotic commander knows what to do.

"Charge, whole army!" said Egil, roaring hoarsely. And then a terrible battle, I mean the massacre, began.

"Cavalry! Massive cavalry !!!"

Finally, someone couldn't stand this depression and shouted at the top of his voice.

Indeed, a large number of heavy cavalry, exceeding the limits of the Celts' imagination - terrifying killing machines in heavy armor, both men and horses, rushed straight from the rear. This time, Egil knew that under such adversity, the resistance he would suffer would definitely not be too great. Therefore, there is no need to use such a cumbersome trick as a band charge - just line up all the cavalry in a skirmish array, and then go straight over.

In this way, in the billowing smoke and dust, both men and horses were wearing shiny chain armor and white bird coats with blue backgrounds. A total of 500 Norwegian knights bore the brunt of the attack, followed by improved tomahawk cavalry armed with tomahawks ready to cover the kill, and 500 horsemen of the Field Order chanting the name of Yahweh. A total of 2,000 heavy cavalry frantically crushed the past.

At this moment, the Celts in the rear were blank in their minds, and they couldn't even escape, but watched as the hideous and shiny cavalry roared towards them—and then plunged headlong into the scattered, completely unorderly Celtic marching array. The cavalry group did not stop too much at all, just went all the way forward, crushing all the way. The long sword in the hand, the battle axe, the scepter, the left and right slash the head and cover the face. Completely indifferent to the formation, and don't care if there are any remaining enemies left. Forward, charge, and keep charging.

Behind the hoplites, the Viking Death Assault Warriors, armed with two-handed battle axes, roared and rushed forward, killing the remnants of the Celtic army that had been combed by the hoplites. Behind them, professional Viking warriors lined up in phalanxes directly crushed them, ensuring that there would be no more living creatures on the entire battlefield. Whether it's a human or a dwarf or something.

The Celts collapsed completely - a large number of prisoners of war mixed in with the Celts, and after a period of confusion, they also began to riot. At this point in the war, there is no longer any suspense. The Celts, completely overwhelmed by the hoplites, scattered aimlessly. Later, in the wails of panic and despair, he was hacked to death, stabbed to death, crushed to death, and trampled to death.

"It's over. At this moment, Rao was such a hard-hearted person as Artoria that he no longer had the will to continue to resist, gritted his teeth, and took one last look at Egil not far away—Her Majesty was a pragmatist, and knew that this moment was different from the Battle of Thames, even killing Egil would not help, and it was very likely that he would be surrounded by enemy forces. In the final analysis, the girl is just a person, not a god, and she can't do things that are too against the sky.

“...... Forget it, run away. "Although it is said that in Europe in this era, there is absolutely no green mountains left, and there is no fear of no firewood. But there is still a meaning. Artoria walked away with hatred. The long sword in his hand is like black lightning. In a short time, they were out of the encirclement. Originally, I wanted to gather some people. But as soon as a few troops were gathered, they would be topped, and then a large number of hoplites would pour in from all directions. The girl was even in distress several times. In the end, the girl had no choice but to abandon all the army and escape alone.

"Is it really okay to let her go like this? Don't tell me you don't understand. At this moment, Egil, who was standing on a high ground, put down the monocular in his hand a little dazed, and sighed softly. Originally, the general guard, which had been expanded to 100 people, did not kill the past as planned and completely eliminated the desperate girl.

So, the system wizard asked.

"......" Egil was speechless.

"Although this time you can beat her. But there is no guarantee that she will make a comeback, and the Welsh mountains are a pretty good guerrilla battlefield. Fighting them in the woods, there is absolutely no possibility of winning. The system elf continued.

"I remember...... Your job is to give advice when I ask, right? When is it your turn to dictate to me?" asked Egil softly.

“...... Stupid, I don't know the hearts of good people, the garbage on the brain, the crumbs, even the maggots in the toilet are ...... than you"

Such angry shouts were completely ignored by Egil.

However, is it true that Egil can't walk when he sees a woman, as the system elf said?

"The sea route to Ireland has been blocked. Egil said this suddenly.

"So what?"

"Wales, Ireland is a fierce people, and the jungle is vast...... Even if it can be occupied for a while, if you want to gain a foothold for a long time, you still need a large army to suppress it. The cost is drastic. ”

"That's true, but so what?"

"Marriage. Egil said calmly.

"Huh?"

"Redemption, it's the same thing I told you two months ago, I'm going to write a letter. ”

"Love letters?"

"No, it's a marriage proposal. ”

"Hey, hey, boy, are you really funny?" the system elf asked.

"Not at all—anyway, the most suitable marriage partner for the king is the queen, right? At the same time, this is also the fastest way to pacify Ireland and Wales. ”

"Your wishful thinking—"

"—I've already expressed enough sincerity, enough strength, and enough affection, right?"

Before the system elf could say anything, he was interrupted by Egil.

“...... Completely unaware of what you're talking about. The system elf said.

"So, I don't need you to know at all. Egil continued.

"You seem to be getting more and more arrogant lately. ”

"It's self-confidence. ”

In the end, because the system decided that Egil's exchange behavior was not vexatious or wasteful, the system elf could only reluctantly exchange what he needed for Egil, and then Egil wrote a handwritten letter. He then handed it over to a few Celtic prisoners of war, let them go, and asked them to give the letter to the other queen.

After that, it's time to think about something else...... For example, this coalition was originally intended to fight against the Celtic Queen. But I didn't expect the Celtic queen to be so unbeaten. He retreated into the Welsh woods. So, is there any need for this coalition to continue to exist? if not. The Scots aside—what should be done with the guy who was already in a hurry in London, preparing to ascend the throne and officially become King of England?

Although there is also a sign of an ally. However, there should be no need for such an ally to be completely useless, right?

"Speaking of which...... Aquitaine, and the two Normandy territories, he hasn't handed them over to me yet. Egil muttered to himself in a rather unkind tone......

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