In May, before Egil wanted to formally send troops and conquer Sweden, he received such news: Wald, the dwarf king who had not seen for a long time, has made great moves in recent times. Perhaps it was because Egil gave him the dictatorial enlightenment that had been effective, or because he saw the prosperity of the entire Norman Kingdom. So Wald finally made up his mind to reform.

So he was tragic. After the extremely fierce quarrel, the entire dwarf tribe alliance split into two camps, the kings who favored reform, and the elders who did not support reform. The kings who criticized the elders who relied on ancient times and did not transform into feudal superstitions. The elders who criticized the kings who forgot their ancestors' nerves. The result was like all the verbal guns, and as they fought, they were upgraded to bricks and bricks. The final result was that in the Scandinavian mountains, a war that lasted for half a year, which had been extremely crazy and bloody for half a year began...

The war just ended half a month ago. The final result was that the Dwarf Tribe Alliance lost nearly half of its population of 680,000. It eventually became a slump.

But these have nothing to do with Egil. In other words, this is beneficial to Egil.

So after learning the news, Egil wrote a touching letter, plus enough hundreds of thousands of dwarves to eat for five to ten days. He said that if Wald wanted to, he could provide "greater" help.

So, in the end, a deal that made Egil laugh was finally reached: a comprehensive cooperation treaty was signed between the Dwarf Kingdom and the Norman Kingdom. Both sides opened their borders and allowed the people to enter and exit freely. They each enjoyed complete citizenship rights, canceled all tariffs, and carried out free trade. At the same time, the Norman Kingdom guaranteed the independence of the Dwarf Kingdom and helped the Dwarf Kingdom reform the political system. Comprehensively implemented culture, writing, weights and measures, and even customs like Norman...

As a result, a large number of dwarves who were tired of the boring life in the deep mountains, or were dissatisfied with Wald, walked out of the Scandinavian mountains and plunged into the flower world of the Norman Kingdom. These excellent blacksmiths, engineers and inventors, the Norman central government, and local governments everywhere were also very welcomed. These dwarves also used their hard work, generous personality and slightly stupid brain circuit to make the humans in the territory quickly accept their new round neighbors.

Egil knew very well the result of this - that the Dwarf Kingdom was gradually digested and absorbed by the Norman Kingdom, Zu Zihong became a dominant or a satellite state. The dwarfs would become an acceptable and special ethnic minority existence in the Norman Kingdom.

In a sense, this is a good start. The Normans did not use swords and guns, but used peaceful means to expand their power and gained a lot.

The poor dwarf King Wald, who seemed to have been sold, was still counting money for others, even wrote a reply to Egil for everything he did. Egil couldn't help but sigh at what level his old friend's mind was...

In this way, the harvest season... Egil quietly established several scientific research institutes in Wald's territory, specifically hiring dwarf masters to study metallurgical improvement, plate armor development, and new weapons development - especially crossbows. Egil felt that the current crossbow could no longer satisfy him. The longbow seemed to have room for improvement, such as some fragmented gadgets, such as finger rings...

After that, a few days were delayed slightly. On June 1, after all the taxes for this month were invested in Livornia and Prussia, and after starting to build a road network between cities, Egil officially declared war on Sweden.

The reasons for declaring war are as follows:

Under the Scandinavian sky, the Normans don't need two kings!

To put it bluntly, this reason is like fart, not much better than Song Taizu's "Why can't others snore on the side of the bed?" It fully demonstrates the ugly face of the chauvinism and imperialism of the great power of Egil. However, this era is a good era. Humanistic ideas such as national freedom and equality have not appeared at all. Greece and other things have now become an indisputable territory of Eastern Rome. Aristotle has been dead for thousands of years...

Therefore, Egil is not afraid of others' criticism, nor is it afraid of others saying that he is a tyrant. His consultant thought about asking for one, but he didn't think about asking for a clerk. In order to increase the difficulty of future generations in studying this history. Only with mystery can it be attractive, and only with attractive can it be attractive. Egil believes that even if he has a thousand years, he will definitely live in everyone's hearts with charm.

That's it.

A total of 50,000 troops went straight from Gothenburg to Stockholm like a tsunami. They vowed to erase Sweden from the earth. The King of Sweden Gustav also cheered up and issued a final mobilization order to concentrate the manpower of the entire Sweden, gathering up 30,000 troops (tragedy), and vowed to block the invasion of Norman tyrants.

Egil was a little strange about this. Egil was all in terms of quantity, quality, and even logistics supplies. After the last confrontation, Gustav should also understand that his command ability is not inferior to him (it was still what Egil himself thought). So, why can he still be so confident?

Egil couldn't think of it.

Reinforcements? It would be good if Novgorod didn't burst his chrysanthemum from behind. Other countries in Eastern Europe were also busy encroaching on Polish heritage. The people's livelihood in Denmark's only remaining Jutland Peninsula was in decline and wars were frequent. Scotland was unable to protect itself. So, who could the other party recruit?

Brittany?

Burgundy?

Or France?

So, is this what you think of? The so-called French reinforcements?

"Tsk, expect those Gaul chickens... Is this guy's brain watered?" Egil rolled his eyes and expressed his doubts about his opponent's IQ again. After all, the reputation of the French was not very good in later generations. The Scots helped France so much during the Hundred Years' War, but later when Scotland was annexed by England, the French didn't even give up...

Egil didn't think that these French people would be good morals. Just as Egil didn't think he would help the old lady cross the street.

But what if it is interest? Although it is June, the nights in Scandinavian are still cool. Egil thought about this and his heart hopped a lot. The Duke of Normandy, this reason is enough.

Egil pondered for a few minutes, then carefully got up from the marching bed, and pinched Artoria's not plump breasts, who was sleeping soundly. Then he put on his cloak, walked to the low table beside him and sat on the ground, took out a quill to send a letter to Lufos, the general of the Normandy Garrison and John, the English Garrison General, each of them. He ordered Lufos to step up patrols and strengthen the defense of the Normandy Castle. He ordered John that if there was any change in Normandy, he must provide reinforcements as soon as possible.

Afterwards, Egil found a casual outfit to put on it, left his handsome tent and came to the camp of the spies outside the military camp, and handed the letters to professional spies.

Seeing these two letters reaching the hands of professional spies, they are reorganized into passwords and codes, folded into five-point parchment rolls and tied to the legs of the pigeon. Then they are released. Egil feels a little relieved.

During the previous central government reform, Egil once again regulated his spy network. He formally appointed Wuming, now renamed Nameless, as his intelligence director, and clearly stipulated the responsibilities of more than 200 spies spread throughout the country and continental countries. He compiled a manual of agents, spy passwords, and improved the pigeon network. He greatly improved the efficiency of the spy network in the kingdom.

"Master." Egil did not like some crazy people, liked to play the dangerous trick of private visits on the white dragon fish server. When he came to the spy camp, he also revealed his identity openly. Naturally, Nemulis soon received the news and came to see him.

"Is there any special news in France in the past few days?" Egil turned around and asked Nemulis after watching the pigeon fly away.

"Nothing special. Very calm." Nemulis said this, which made Egil feel a little relieved, but the next one made Egil's heart pound.

"Not only that, Scotland, the Grand Duchy of Moscow, Novgorod, Lithuania, Burgundy, these countries are very peaceful. My subordinates feel that there must be hidden information and initial doubts..."

Egil was not a fool, so he could naturally understand what his spy leader was thinking: "Is there accurate evidence or something else?"

"I forgive my subordinates for being incompetent, but there is no yet." Although he was apologizing, Nemulis' expression was still extremely calm. I don't know if he used too much potion when disguising himself, and all the facial muscles were necrotic...

"I understand... Let your men's eyes open. Whoever can get accurate information will give him a reward of 500 gold coins."

"I understand." Nemulis nodded, then quickly left, probably to assign a task.

After that, Egil went back to sleep.

The next day, the weather was clear and the breeze was light. The vanguard scouted the professional Hussars reported that the enemy was not found ambushing and could pass safely. After breakfast, the army under Egil moved forward in batches. Two thousand four hundred professional Hussars wandered around and reconnaissed the situation around the main force. By the way, they went to various Swedish villages and towns to inform the villagers: A new era has arrived, and now you are the people of King Norman. In the future, you will pay taxes to His Majesty the King.
Chapter completed!