After spending several hours quickly controlling the situation, Egil checked the spoil he belonged to. A man's head—a man that had previously grown on Prince Olaf's neck. There were precious metals worth about 20,000 gold coins, as well as artworks worth temporarily incalculable, as well as goods such as food, weapons, cloth, etc.

Aarhus is also the capital of a country. Egil's harvest was quite good at this time. However, the situation on the Jutland Peninsula did not satisfy him. First of all, the climate here is very average, it is also cold, and it is not suitable for large-scale fertility. Second, the land here... just tolerate it. After checking the land around Aarhus, Egil came to this conclusion. It seems that it is not much different from Norway. To be honest, it is not very suitable for farming. It is just a little better than Norway. In fact, at least half of the food source in Norway is fished out from the North Sea. The land in Nordic really cannot support too many people.

Therefore, although the Vikings have the combat power of the bunkers and their strong navigation power, they still cannot eventually become a powerful race that controls Europe. In the final analysis, the land output is too small and the population is too small.

In fact, before Egil used the system to reform Norway's agricultural system, Norwegians had always lived a half-hungry and half-full life. Whenever they were having festivals, they were easily killed due to hunger and cold. From another perspective, Nordics were forced to go out to be pirates.

But then again, in this era when medical technology was not so developed and no one had a caesarean section before, everyone was forced to do it.

above.

Under Egil's iron-blooded policy, Aarhus Central Plaza - a good place for unlicensed small vendors to set up stalls. At this time, it had become a terrifying scene like hell. Including Prince Olaf, the eight hundred defenders in Aarhus City were cut off their heads, hung high on a four-meter-long super spear, and then inserted into the square.

"So, the best way for the new ruler to preach majesty to the new ruled is to instill fear. The best way to instill fear is naturally the hideous head of the former ruler and the expression of his eyes closed." Egil sat on the throne that originally belonged to the Danish king, and said proudly to the system elves.

"The last one feels very inconsistent." The system elves complained.

"I know, I'll pay attention next time." Egil looked quite happy, just like most of the superiors. If he was in a good mood, he would not care about others.

"But is this really good? The three-day triple-day in the Jutland Peninsula will be very unfavorable for your future rule." The system elves reminded.

"Hey? Do you have this function?" Egil was a little surprised.

"Remind the contractor's mistake is also one of my tasks." The system elves replied: "Also, do you want to die once?"

"—I'm very sorry, I was wrong." Egil decisively gave in. He then explained to the system elves: "To be honest, I really don't have the idea of ​​putting the Jutland Peninsula into rule - at least not yet."

"oh?"

"So, Otto I, that guy can mobilize at least 200,000 troops, and I am also a ruler who has experienced many battles. The glory of the Holy Roman Empire cannot be shaken by me, a Nordic barbarian." Egil said: "So, although the strength I control has expanded a lot, I still don't want to face the pressure from the other party directly."

"I'm afraid that I'll say that timid must find so many reasons. You see, other time travelers want to hit whoever they want to hit and whoever they want to fuck whoever they want to fuck. How can you be like that?"

"So don't mention those terrorists to me? I am also a young man from the New China educated. How can I destroy everything like a scum?"

"You go outside and just pull a Danes to ask them what they think of you?"

"It must be His Majesty's wise and wise martial arts, Ling Feng, there is absolutely nothing else. Because I say something else will be hanged." Egil said in a show-off tone at all shamelessly.

“…Okay, you won.”

After plundering, massacre and burning, and various destruction throughout the Jutland Peninsula, Egil hanged every Danish who dared to resist with extreme enthusiasm. Then he learned his wife's method and hung the body on both sides of the road. After confirming that there were only walking dead, cowards and shameless Danish traitors in the whole of Denmark, Egil completely gave up the Jutland Peninsula. One thousand troops and some navy controlled the scattered islands in the center of the Ole Waterway, which is the so-called Xiland area. After that, the main force 23,000 troops headed north again and spent a day landing from the military dock in Oslo.

Immediately afterwards, the offensive and defensive momentum changed instantly. The Danes, who had already experienced a failure, naturally knew what was happening now. Every day, you can see that the heads dropped from the heads of Oslo were carefully seen. They were the little fools of the fourth uncle's family, the third grandson of the second uncle of the XXX family.

Denmark has completely fallen. It is like a pleasant goat that was delivered to the wolf's mouth. It was peeled and broken and chopped and thrown into the pot. After that, the bones and insulin were gnawed completely...

That's it.

When Egil appeared on the top of Oslo, the morale of the Danish army had dropped to the bottom. Although Margaret I still forcibly endured to stabilize the morale of the army. The old queen herself had a very good ability and could barely conquer the place. But... it was just barely conquered. Margaret I understood very well. At this time, as soon as the gate of Oslo opened, a team of cavalry ran out - not too many, hundreds of people were enough. The tens of thousands of Denmark's army would collapse in an instant.

Thinking of this, Margaret gritted his teeth and stood up directly regardless of the dissuasion of the Danish noble knights next to him.

"I am the Queen of Denmark Margaret I. Please come out and speak!"

Egil chuckled, and saw the old queen under the city angrily open her eyes without fear. Knowing that this scene could not scare her, he replied: "I am Egil. As for the King of Norway... His Majesty said it wrong. My current title is King Norman, don't make it wrong."

"Hmph..." The Queen of Denmark snorted coldly and expressed disdain: "It's just your delusion - after all, you are just a barbarian in northern Norway. What qualifications do you have to call yourself the Norman Lord?!"

"Well..." Egil knocked his teeth: "Because I have many soldiers and a large territory, the most important thing is that you can't beat me. Is it enough?"

"You-" Margaret I had never seen such a superb figure as Egil. When people asked him what kind of virtue, they would not talk about his virtue, but directly promote the theory that "the fist of labor and capital is relatively large, so labor and capital are the boss." Although this theory is completely correct, at least it will be added with a layer of fig leaf, bastard!

"Okay, OK, Her Majesty the Queen, don't be impatient. Don't be impatient." Egil seemed to have lost interest in continuing to talk, and felt a little bored - the Queen of Denmark is not a beauty. It's really meaningless to chat with her: "The current situation cannot be solved by just a few people, a few words or a writing-or, your Majesty, do you think you Danes have the ability to continue fighting me?"

"We Danes will never surrender!"

"I dug the seawall and then poured all the land outside Aarhus."

Egil said this abruptly.

"There have been ruined most of the cultivated land in the Jutland Peninsula."

"…you—you lunatic—can't be possible, absolutely—"

After hearing such terrifying news, even though Margaret was tenacious in his life, he was so nervous that he was said. If he really wanted to see what Egil said, then most of the arable land in the Jutland Peninsula suddenly became saline-alkali land. This, this... this... this forces the Danes to the death?!

"Also, I'll give you a gift here." Then, Egil snapped his fingers at the top of the city, and a guard knight immediately brought up a wooden box behind him. After opening it, Egil grabbed the hair of the dried man's head without any disgust and threw it down.

"Your son! I've returned it to you!"

At this moment, the world has not invented anything like TV and computers, and there are very few books, newspapers and magazines. If you can find a ragged Bible in ordinary noble families, your ancestors have a spirit. Therefore, in this world, except for the darkness of darkness, many people have night blindness, their average vision is much better than the world that Egil originally brought. So...

"Olaf?!!!"

Seeing that his beloved son died tragically, Margaret I finally couldn't help crying, and his tense nerves suddenly broke. Then he rolled his eyes and fainted.

Immediately afterwards, the entire Danish army was in an uproar. Taking this opportunity, the Oslo city gate opened. A large number of heavily armored cavalry rushed out along the suspension bridge. The Danish army completely collapsed...
Chapter completed!