In the end, the meeting ended with emotion, abuse and complaints. Although I was not very satisfied and I was also very afraid of the strength of the Normans, it seems that there is no better way to do it except Ayujie Khan's doctrine. So the coalition forces of the Kumans and the Centaurs obeyed Ayujie Khan's orders and sent troops to attack the Norman construction troops. At the same time, they sent envoys to the Norman camp and submitted a letter of war to the Norman Emperor.

When the Emperor of Norman, a cunning, treacherous and cunning, Egil Scadragrimson, wearing an imperial robe and a crown, heard that when an envoy from the opposite coalition came to submit the letter of war, his heart, which had been completely soaked in evil and cunning, suddenly jumped. Then, the Emperor Majesty came up with a very interesting idea.

After that, when the messengers of the Kumans and the messengers of the centaur met Egil, they received completely different treatments. Egil cordially held the hand of the centaur messenger who was two heads taller than him and asked about his well-being, and repeatedly claimed that his yearning for the centaur Khan Ayujie, and his feelings for the centaur, the real warrior race.

"We should not be enemies, it is true. For centaurs, they are most adaptable to the endless grassland, and I have no intention of conquering it. In fact, this war can only be considered an unfortunate accident." King Norman, who slaughtered nearly 10,000 centaur warriors, said to the messenger of the centaur in a deep voice. After that, he was pulled away and had a very happy banquet. Norman's fine wine and food were sent up like a stream of money. The inexplicable centaur warrior was half-believing and half-doubted, not knowing what Emperor Norman was going to do. Seeing the fragrance of the fine wine and food in front of him, he couldn't help but open his mouth and start eating.

"If he wants to kill me, there is no need to do this." The Centaur envoy thought so, and finally got a round stomach.

When the Kuman messengers - to be precise, they were representatives of more than a dozen of the strongest Kuman tribes, Egil's attitude was another matter.

"You lowly hyenas and vultures from the grasslands, who eat rotten meat! Now you know the power of our Norman Empire?! Let me tell you, I have already made complete preparations and careful plans to completely destroy your tribes and army! Unless you surrender to me unconditionally, hand over all your pastures and property, and swear that you will be me for life and life. And the Norman Empire slaves! Otherwise, I will never forgive you, and all of you will die!"

A burst of big talk shocked the group of messengers. Then Egil tore their war letter to pieces in person.

"You lowly guys are completely unqualified to face the great empire!" Egil said in an extremely arrogant manner. If it weren't for the dozens of fully armed guard knights around him and looking at the necks of the Norman messengers with malicious intentions, then the Kuman messengers who were also not very tempered would have already pounced on him and fought the damn emperor to fight the damn emperor.

Immediately afterwards, these messengers were also taken down to receive the "holiday" of the Normans,

The black bread with green hair and moldy hair is smelly, fish that looks like it has begun to rot, bacon that has already grown maggots... Compared with the treatment of the Centaur messengers, these Kuman messengers eat like pig food. No, it should be said that it is worse than pig food.

Seeing the Normans humiliated themselves so much, several Kuman envoys attacked on the spot, and were beaten up by the Normans who were several times more than they were on both sides. While punching and kicking at these Kuman envoys, the Norman soldiers said, "You idiots are already in trouble and don't know how to reflect on yourself. They dare to be so arrogant. I really don't know how to spell the word "death"!"

While the Kuman envoys fought hard, or held their heads and squatted to guard the defense, there were also several stubborn messengers who were stubborn and whispered loudly: "We Kumans would not surrender so easily! We also have an army of more than 100,000, with so many warriors and fast horses chasing the wind! As long as we attack with all our strength, your defenses will be like encountering a turtle with a hammer, and they will be smashed into blood and blood!"

The Norman soldiers laughed, not caring at all, and shouted loudly while continuing to punch and kick, "Is this the answer right away?"

There were also Norman soldiers shouting, "Hundreds of thousands of soldiers?! No, there will be only tens of thousands of soldiers left soon. But we Norman will add tens of thousands of the most elite soldiers!"

"Shut up!" Several other Norman soldiers were shocked and angry, and shouted loudly to stop the soldier. At the same time, the strength to attack the Kumans was even greater. The soldier also stopped moving, as if he had done something wrong. Then, the eyes of the Kuman soldiers were full of murderous intentions.

These Kumans were not fools who could be selected as messengers. Although they could not think of what was going on for a while - or, they had already thought of it, they couldn't believe it. At this moment, they all responded and moaned loudly one by one. Some even pretended to faint.

"Okay, they will die if they hit them again." Several Norman soldiers stopped moving and said.

"Just kill them." The soldier said this before.

"No, they are also messengers of a nation at least. Beating them is one thing, killing them is another."

"But they..." The soldier who said that he let out a leak and lowered his voice: "They may have heard that..."

"It's okay, you see, they were all beaten like this bear, what else can you remember?" the other Norman soldiers comforted.

"It's not appropriate anyway."

"Otherwise, let's go and ask the officer what should he do."

"Okay, if you really want to kill them, hurry up."

Several Norman soldiers discussed this and then cursed and walked out.

When they heard that there was no sound around them, the Kumans who were pretending to be dizzy and still moaning immediately got up. One of them was about to speak, but his mouth was covered by his companion next to him.

"Speak quietly. We are in danger now - go quickly and talk about everything when we go back." The messenger who covered his mouth lowered his voice.

"Yeah." The messengers nodded at the same time, then staggered and stumbled, but they all left the large wooden house as the canteen as quickly as possible. Looking around, some Normans were training, and the baggage soldiers were busy carrying supplies, while the engineers were still strengthening them, these fortifications that seemed to the Kumens were strong enough.

Some Normans also noticed these guys with bruised noses, but they only took a quick look and then turned to do their own things. It seemed that the Norman soldiers who were afraid of leaking the news had not yet spread the news. In other words, they were still unpopular, but no dangerous messengers - for the time being.

The messengers breathed a little relieved, but their pace became a little faster. When they arrived at the horse shed, they wanted to return to their mounts, and then quickly left the Norman camp - at the gate. The Norman soldiers complained and cursed, and pulled the wheels and opened a crack in the heavy hardwood iron-wrapped gate. Just when the messengers felt that they had finally escaped, a vague sound came from behind: "Stop! Don't let them run!" The messengers turned their heads suddenly and saw the Norman soldiers who had beaten them before ran over quickly. They were so scared that they were all scared that they were scattered. They rolled and crawled on the horse, whipped the mounts under their crotch and ran away as fast as possible...

At this moment, standing on a shooting platform not far from the gate, Emperor Egil, the initiator of all this, smiled.

"At least it can be of some effect...well, let them suspect each other."

After saying this, His Majesty the Emperor laughed like a child who had completed some prank.

"Maybe the final result is better than you thought." At this time, because there was a lot of trouble, Aurora, who had resumed communication between the two sides, said: "After all, they are just a group of unsavvy grassland barbarians. Although it is just a small way to disagree. But the other party will probably believe it..."

"If that's the case, there's fun to watch." Egil responded casually, then turned around and walked off the platform. He asked at the same time: "How is the progress now?"

"Today's work was not very smooth. The other party also started to work hard." Aurora responded. At the same time, a picture similar to electronic images appeared in the void in front of Egil, indicating the situation of the Moscow battle. Of course, only Egil could see all this.

"Several points in construction - here." On the map, several places were circled in red: "The opponent's army was raided. There were thousands of troops, and they came suddenly. The fortifications that only half were completed could not provide good shelter, so they destroyed about half of them. Of course, the enemy who came to the raid also lost nearly a thousand men, and because we were the defensive and retreated in time, the losses were very minor."

"Did the other party lose nearly one thousand in total? Or does it lose nearly one thousand in a single point?" Egil asked.

"One point alone." Aurora replied.

"...Oh, in this way, the other party lost nearly 4,000 soldiers." Egil sighed: "If such a war is carried out a few more times, the other party will be over." (This chapter comes from %)
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