Hearing Joan of Arc's words, Egil was a little disappointed and held Joan of Arc's hand and used a little force: "Originally... it is indeed the case. I do want to cultivate you as another commander of the empire. Just like Artoria. But, but your body."

"Even if you go to the battlefield to fight, can't you still be able to serve a force with your command ability alone? It's like you."

After hearing what Joan of Arc said, Egil blushed a little. After all, personal heroism was popular in the Middle Ages. There were not many emperors who dared not fight in person.

"But even so. The weather is bad in the long journey of the army, and it is not comparable to that in the palace." Egil persuaded: "It is very bad for your health."

"Although I was still very unwilling to accept it. But Egil's statement made sense. Joan of Arc finally nodded unwillingly.

"Since Maria, I'll take it away. Then I'll send a few other maids to help you." Egil said this, and then he wasted a little time and found a few honest and honest maids for Joan of Arc. He saw that it was getting late, and he had a meal with Joan of Arc, Maria and Sonia. He didn't chase him with the Knights' Guards in the afternoon.

"So, will I have to follow my master in the future?" Because I can't ride a horse, Egil held Maria, the young nun who rode a war horse, leaned against Egil's arms and asked.

"Of course." Egil held Maria's xiong part with one hand and held the reins with the other hand, and the horse's speed remained unabated. It can be seen that the advanced equestrian that has been redeemed recently is indeed outstanding.

"Long live! That's great!" Maria cheered loudly.

"1 Be careful not to fall down." Egil felt a swaying in his arms, and held Maria's left hand and used a little force, and then reminded him like this.

"Well! The little nun Maria answered this way.

In fact, when it comes to Ai Gill, he also likes to have a little girl like this and stay with him. It has nothing to do with the so-called work. You see, this guy is so easy to bully, and after bullying, he won’t hold grudges because of his IQ problem. And he is cute like a pet. The most important thing is that his body is soft and comfortable. This is not to say that Sonia is not good. In fact, Sonia, who is a killer, is very flexible and can do many difficult movements, and has a strong ability to control all parts of the body, and can often give Ei Gill an extraordinary sting.

But there is a problem. In this case, Sonia is in control of the situation. This makes Egil feel a little distressed. In addition, Sonia's figure, she is very thin and toned because of her good exercise. Although she looks much more beautiful than Maria, her feel is actually not very good. She is not as soft, fleshy, and weak and boneless as a lazy guy like Maria.

Besides, the xiong part is too small.

Thinking of this, Egil chuckled, feeling that he seemed a little greedy. There are not so many good things in this world. Now, two girls who are following him, one by one, one by one, and one by one, one by one, and one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, and then one by one, and then one by one, "Sonia, let's go horse racing, and then race from here to the army guards. How about it?" After saying that, Egil raised his whip and whipped the horse's butt before Sonia agreed. The horse's pain speed suddenly increased a lot. He rushed out from the front of the array.

"Master, you're a foul!" Sonia shouted, then raised her horse whip and rushed out behind Egil. The guard knights were afraid that something would happen to the Lord, so they immediately ran over. At this moment, the knights were light and simple, and all the heavy plate armor on their bodies and the war horses were unloaded, and they were loaded with the rice heavy soldiers behind the army. Therefore, the horse speed was still good. But these guys did not dare to bother their Lord and their Lord's lover. Therefore, they were all very small.

My heart follows not far behind, but I dare not surpass the past...

In this way, Egil caught up with the main force walking in front after a little while. It was not too early. The competition didn't matter if it was win or lose. Everyone was already very tired. They just set up camp and had a meal and rest.

After that, Egil coaxed Maria to sleep, and then looked at the map in the light of the fire.

Sonia leaned against the pillar not far away, holding a dagger and looking at Egil, slightly ecstatic.

"I'm a little worried." Egil sighed like this. Although the Piao Tianyi and the excellent physical strength of the Norman soldiers made the soldiers' travel speed reach fifty miles a day. Such a very amazing number.

But the distance is too far.

The distance from the Grand Principal of Moscow is too far. From Krakow, through Mins East and Smolens East, to the Grand Principal of Moscow, the total distance is more than 1,200 kilometers. That is to say, it is impossible for the army to march fifty miles every day to preserve their physical strength. In other words, it takes at least two months to reach the Grand Principal of Moscow. If the weather conditions are taken into account, it may be even worse. After all, it is still January, and the weather in the Eastern Europe and Asia can be said to be cold and frozen...

Thinking of this, Egil couldn't help but sigh, thinking to himself: "It's not that the other party can't wait to rescue him, so he can destroy it himself. Although it's normal for medieval siege wars to fight for three or five years. But the other party has an epoch-making weapon like black gunpowder.

Although Moscow is the capital of the Grand Duchy of Moscow.

But the spies said that it was just a stone city wall that was five meters high and three meters thick.

I'm afraid it won't last a week...

At the same time, just as Egir led his army to Moscow. Artoria complained that he could not walk with him in the army, so he found a place of unsightly horse bandits to vent his emotions. Moscow, in the disaster-stricken Moscow, a siege battle had just ended. On the wall, the Moscow military and civilians who once again repelled the Kuman attack were cheering and excited. They were excited for winning another victory and living a life of life. Of course, this cheer quickly stopped.

Veteran Semiaonovsky sent an order to let the soldiers eat and rest while siegeing the city. The logistics force spontaneously formed by citizens immediately carried baskets of hard black bread and clear water to the city wall.

"One person, two, no more! Don't rob it either! You know you are hungry, but there is only so much food. If you don't care, you can't hold on." The noble officer who managed and distributed the food shouted, holding the two pieces that belonged to him. A child's palm-sized black bread was gnawed in cold water.

To be honest, this kind of thing is very unpalatable. It tastes a little bitter, and because of the weather and the selection of ingredients, it is hard like a brick. It is even enough to use it as a weapon. The rye flour is not carefully processed, and there are a lot of wheat shells mixed in the bread. In order to increase the yield and supply the entire army, this kind of black bread is mixed with a lot of wood chips. In short, it is really a miracle that the Slavs who are still immortal when eating this kind of thing.

However, even such things cannot be worn out and supplied to the soldiers for a day. They only get four pieces of black bread as big as a palm of their hands. Two pieces in the morning and two pieces in the evening. Just like that, it must be treated only by soldiers on the front-line combat troops. The soldiers in the rear only eat half of the amount, one each in the morning and one in the evening. As for the other old and weak, those who join the logistics forces can still make a living. Otherwise, they will have to wait for death. In fact, after the Kuman army besieged Moscow, Moscow had already starved to death from the second week. If they continue, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The entire city has been shrouded in the unknown Yin cloud...

"I...maybe I did something wrong."

In the cold palace of Yinsen, Ekaterina II listened to the situation that was not optimistic. Semenovsky's report couldn't help but sigh. In fact, before that, Semenovsky, with his current deputy, the commander of Moscow City Defense, the veteran General Kutuzov, had formulated a plan... to strengthen the walls and clear the fields, and burn the entire Moscow with a fire.

The army headed north, entered Novgorod, or westward, into Smolensk. In this way, scorched earth battles were carried out to fight the invasion of the nomadic Kurmens.

However, this plan, which would suffer heavy losses, was eventually rejected by Catherine II.

"All the family belongings I have accumulated for half my life are here! If you want to leave, you will go! Even if I die, I will die here!!!"

After proposing this plan... After that, Semenovsky was spitting out of saliva by the female grandfather. Indeed, it was as Katerina II said. Nowadays, most of the supplies and money in the Grand Principal of Moscow are reserved in Moscow City. Of course, this is not the most critical. The most critical thing is that Katerina II was deeply afraid, fearing that after losing Moscow, his authority and strength would be hit by destruction.
Chapter completed!