Even though three days had passed, Egil still felt unbelievable. At that time, why was he so stupid at that time - he didn't ask the girl for the QQ number? Even if he couldn't tell her head as a decoration, he would put it beside his bed and kiss it every day. At least he had to ask the girl's QQ number so that he could continue to contact him. Really, why was he so stupid at that time?

"...I've said it for a long time, and in the end there is only one thing you're a fool. "At this moment, the voice of the system elves' regret that they couldn't be achieved by steel again: "What did you think at that time? Are sperm on the brain?! It's September now. Spring has passed, bastard!"

"So humans are in the estrus all year round." Egil said: "And I don't think I've done anything wrong... At least in the eyes of the natives of this world, it's normal for a one-on-one fight or something, the king personally rushes to the battlefield."

"—But you are a time traveler, a future person, a bastard! And the way to add points is an intellectual hero. An intellectual hero, a bastard! Don't be embarrassed by the skill of a three-legged cat, okay?" The system elves roared like this.

"Okay, there's no need to say that now. These are not the key points. Let him go when they're over. Egil said. Redeem me with paper, pen, ink and a set of advanced English proficiency."

"What are you going to do?" the system elf asked in a little surprise: "Why have you become so generous all of a sudden?"

"Writing a love letter." Egil said for granted.

"—Why don't you die?!" The system elf was almost mentally ill: "You have to see if you are idiots?!"

"What's wrong with this occasion?" Egil asked strangely.

"Now it's on the battlefield!!!!" The system elves yelled like this. Then, as if to make an annotation for her speech, a stone thrown by the stone thrower flew over Egil's head and hit the tower behind him. Immediately afterwards, Egil was frightened and two guard knights ran to the side with their arms...

That's right, on the battlefield, the siege battle - after the battle on the Thames that day, Egil was defeated and fell down 33,000 troops finally escaped, and more than 10,000 people were killed and captured. At least in addition to Egil, there was also the existence of the dwarf king Wald. Although the Dwarf's presence in the entire coalition was getting lower and lower, even the command of the dwarf was unknowingly deprived by Egil bit by bit - he was still holding the title of deputy commander.

It's a pity that if it weren't for the efforts of this dwarf, the army that finally gathered in Nottingham Castle would probably not even have 3,000 people.

After that, the siege began. Adhering to the style of being like a storm, King Arthur did not give his army any time to rest - or, according to her words, it would not be too late to rest under Nottingham Castle. In this way, after he had been rectifying the army and left one or two thousand soldiers to defend the city of London and maintain order, King Arthur led the Celtic army to chase and die north. After a day and night of forced marches, he went directly to Nottingham Castle and camped and set up camp, looking like he planned to be trapped for a long time.

At this moment, most of the entire British Isles were unified by King Arthur. Scotland to the north had just experienced a civil strife and had no time to take care of it. The Black Duke Edward had ulterior motives and was not a good person. However, the main forces were concentrated in France. He wanted to intervene in England on a large scale, but he was powerless.

"So, as long as you defeat this guy and unify the British Isles, it will be half done." At this moment, His Majesty Artoria sighed so much.

However, this is not a simple task. In the previous battles, the Celtic army also suffered heavy casualties, with more than 4,000 casualties, more than 5,000 seriously injured, and more than 10,000 minor injuries. Due to the tragedy of the medieval medical system, this number will continue to increase in the future. Even if they survive, many people will not be able to go to the battlefield again. In this way, the entire Celtic army will eventually lose at least 30%.

Years of war have caused complaints from the Celtic Kingdom, and the males mobilized in this war are almost all the young and middle-aged people in the entire kingdom. They all died one by one...

"Damn it." Although Her Majesty the Queen used troops like mud and sand when she was on the battlefield, after thinking about it again, she felt very heartbroken.

Therefore, there is no hope of a strong attack. If you can siege and wait until the enemy fails, it is the best situation - but there is a slight problem here.

Nottingham Castle, close to the North Sea.

In other words, the other party can continuously obtain supplies and reinforcements from the waterway, so it is completely a dream to break through the castle by siege. Or, before the other party can't hold on, the Celtic army can't hold on.

More importantly, it is from the war of counter-insurgency, to the battle of Karnafeng's breakthrough, to the siege of London, to the battle on the Thames, and to the current siege of Nottingham.

Over the past few months, the Celtic army moved to the British Isles in succession, fighting countless small battles. With the disarray of morale, it seemed that it would not work by relying on King Arthur's personal prestige to force suppression.

However, she was still unwilling to give up and was unwilling to let Egil go like this. After this battle with Egil, the girl clearly understood that when Egil was more prepared next time, the United Kingdom, which was both internal and external, would not be his opponent in any case.

"So, as long as I recover, that girl is no match for me anyway. I have made a lot of money in recent times. In addition to the three months of taxation, it was equivalent to a lot of disarmament in September. So the taxation increased further... and the points I have accumulated in recent times. As long as I can escape, I will be able to organize a more powerful army than this time in the next minute. And it seems that it is autumn now. In a few days, it will be winter. Under the cover of ice and snow, it is the world's mouth of my Viking army."

"So you'd better think about how to survive these days."

At this moment, after bombardment by a pile of shoddy stone throwing tools in the United Kingdom, the Celtic army began to attack the city again!

"Mom, if there are enough people, where is their turn to be arrogant?!" At this moment, Wald, the dwarf king beside Egil, scolded this - speaking, his losses were much greater than Egil's. The dwarf troops were tough and tight, and even under the circumstances at that time, there were not many surrenders in the end. Therefore, seven or eight thousand of the part "killed" by the Celtics were dwarf warriors. Relatively, the proportion of Norwegians among the prisoners also exceeded 70%. Therefore, the dwarf king complained like this.

"Okay, don't complain like this - hurry up and see where the city was broken. Ask your engineers to evaluate whether it needs to be repaired. Hurry." Egil waved his hand and said to Val like this as if he was greeting his younger brother.

"Oh." Although Egil's attitude was rather bad, the dwarf king Wald felt that he was shorter in front of him for some reason. So he ran down the city without any discernment.

Time goes back three days ago.

"So it's all your fault!" In Nottingham Castle, Egil brought more than a thousand defeated soldiers who had finally gathered over to reconcile with the dwarf King Wald. Before Wald could speak, Egil pulled the poor old dwarf into the house and started arguing.

Wald was surprised: This, this battle was lost, how could he blame him? He also tried his best. Although he did not stop the woman in the end - but didn't Egil himself stop her? Both sides were equally serious, so no one would say to each other.

"If it weren't for the poor democratic system of your dwarves, you always asked for instructions. How fast will our march speed be?! We have already beaten London before that guy. Even if that is not the case, as long as we are one day earlier, they can shorten their rest time a lot - if the other party chooses to defend the city, it will be easy to win with the dwarves' siege machinery. If the other party chooses to attack, because there is less rest time, we can't recover. We can still win - so it's all your fault!"

After another plausible words, Wald was stunned. Then, Egil sighed and shook his head when he was hungry. If he invented the cigarette at this time, I am afraid this guy wouldn't learn it well.

"Forget it." Egil's words were full of vicissitudes, and then he said: "It's not your fault that it is said. The dwarf tribe is so traditional, killing so many Vikings and dwarf good guys. It's really...ah."

Wald felt extremely guilty when he was fooled by Egil, and he really began to consider reforming the political system of the dwarf society...

Back to the present again.

After a round of powerless stone throwing tools bombarded, the Celtics rushed up with a cloud ladder. Then the city was boiling - after demolishing all the houses in the city and obtaining countless wood and stones, the defensive equipment was not to worry about. Seeing the opponent's ladder with barbs up and could not push it down. With Egil's order, the large stones were smashed down... Various shoddy short bows also shot out a large number of shoddy bows. Then, the golden juice that was burned inside, that is, a large pot of feces, was lifted up by soldiers wearing thick leather gloves and bird-shaped masks. Not only did the scalded people have to endure the severe and unpleasant stench and psychological disgusting feelings.
Chapter completed!