"The so-called mercenary - you should know what mercenary is, right?" the system elves asked in a desperate attempt.

"...I know." Egil replied a little helplessly: "Professional soldiers who have taken the money to work hard are not necessarily employers. Absolutely different from various mercenary organizations. Some people with integrity can set up arches. Some people with no moral integrity are even worse than prostitutes."

"That's about that." The system elves said: "Knight, every time you move to a region, you can recruit mercenaries unique to that region. Although the cost is a little higher than that of ordinary soldiers, your combat power is absolutely enough. There are even some powerful mercenaries whose combat power is even greater than that of ordinary professional soldiers."

"The cost-effectiveness is much better than using point coupons to exchange for the troops, right?" Egil asked.

"That's about that." The system elves replied: "However, it takes a lot of money to maintain a mercenary force. So you have to be prepared."

"I'll just dismiss them all after the war." Egil said without any moral integrity.

"...Good idea, good idea." The system elves were a little speechless.

"So, how to recruit mercenaries?" Egil asked.

"Open the system interface and then turn to the place where the mercenaries are recruited, where there are the number, type and price of mercenaries in this area." said the system elves.

"Well... In this area, there are a total of five hundred long archers, 1,500 spearmen, and 500 highland axe soldiers, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

"Don't be so surprised that this is considered a system benefit. After hiring all these people, you will recover in just three months. You can hire unlimitedly." The system elves said.

"Three months, let's talk about the matter at that time. In short, hire all these people." Egil said.

In this way, a total of 2,650 mercenaries joined Egil's camp. In this way, Egil's troops had more than 10,000. The number was barely stronger than King Arthur who was surging. This also gave Egil a little confidence.

Of course, it was just a little bit - and this little bit of self-confidence was certainly gone after the castle Nottingham, a castle in southern England, without any bloodshed.

"Hey? Isn't this a good thing? That stupid guy Alfred didn't even have the handsome men guarding the castle, but fled back to London. Isn't it easier to occupy the British Isles in this way?" the system elves asked in surprise.

"We did not capture London." Egil sighed slightly, and then said: "Just just now, the spy beside Carter sent a carrier pigeon, which said that the Thames River was sunk by the enemy and the ships were silted into the waterway. Therefore, they could not complete the combat mission."

"Oh, that's it." The system elves said indifferently.

"There is another point, that is, the 30,000 troops of the United Kingdom surrounded the entire city of London - there were even some damn Celtics, who were intentional or unintentional, who dared to attack my navy."

"Although you haven't signed a covenant, you are allies at least? Why do they attack your navy?"

"Ask aware of it." Egil snorted coldly, ignoring the system elves.

At this moment, under the city of London, the same question was staged among different characters. When a knight under his command asked him like this, the Queen of the Celtics also snorted and said with great disdain: "Ask if you knowingly."

It is indeed a question that is asked knowingly - it is better to ask the other party more appropriately than to ask the other party if you don’t have enough IQ.

"At this moment, the English are extremely weak - the Scots were about to fall into civil strife because of the defeat of the king. Such a god-given opportunity, we Celtics should be excited and unify the British Isles." Then, the Queen, seeing that her subordinates were still slightly dissatisfied, explained: "And the various forces on the British Isles are no longer worth worrying about. Then, our ultimate enemy is the coalition of the Vikings and Dwarves with a strong enough army - and those Vikings want to conquer the British Isles, we Celtics are their biggest enemies. The conflicts between the two sides are completely irreconcilable. Alliance? Don't say that we did not sign a covenant with them - even if we signed it, no one would be able to abide by it!"

"Apart from that, at least half of the army is composed of dwarves. There will be no peace between them and us." The one sitting on the other side, his face full of strange green patterns, and his body is decorated with many leaves and dead grass. He said, a guy who looked like a savage.

Of course, he would not be a small character. His sharp ears, wearing stone earrings, and a one-meter-two-long bow on his back, also show his identity. Elf, a terrible wild elf born and raised in a real forest. He is also the longbow soldier under King Arthur, the commander of the elf mercenary. A cruel and ruthless guy. According to the mercenary classification mentioned by Egil, this guy is definitely the kind who is worse than the moral integrity of a prostitute.

"That's right. Those dwarves." King Arthur snorted lightly, and his cold eyes stared at the elf mercenary leader. Even though this man killed people like a numb, he could not resist the king's eyes. The mercenary leader felt cold all over, like a snake that had not found a place to hibernate in winter, and could not move at all. However, this feeling disappeared in an instant. He briefly made the mercenary leader think that he had just had an illusion.

"...This damn bastard, if it weren't for him..." King Arthur gritted his teeth secretly.

During the previous Viking invasion, the Celtics and the Saracens united to defeat the Dwarves and the Viking coalition. In fact, things were different from what the dwarves imagined. The former dwarves king was not defeated and died. Instead, he was captured by King Arthur.

Although King Arthur was only sixteen years old, he was a natural master of the battle formation. Naturally, he could see the help the dwarf side could provide. If they gain friendship with the dwarf side, their excellent forging technology and siege machinery manufacturing technology would definitely increase the combat effectiveness of the Celtics a lot.

Therefore, King Arthur did not feel too difficult for the Dwarf King. Instead, he gave him a very good treatment. He wanted to talk to him about the alliance after he was spared for two days.

However, everything was ruined by this damn mercenary leader. The damn bastard who had been pissed too much actually sneaked into the tent of the dwarf king on the grounds of the feud between the elves and the dwarfs and killed him. The mercenary leader relied on his own identity and the powerful force support of the two thousand elves archers behind him. He believed that King Arthur would not kill him after weighing the pros and cons. After all, if the dwarf king died, the Celtics and the dwarfs became a hatred relationship. If she lost the support of the elves, it would be a loss.

The final result was the same as the mercenary leader imagined. He lost King Arthur's trust and the complaints of the entire Celtic race. But in the end he did not lose his life.

Of course, the mercenary leader also has his own abacus in his heart. Even in a sense, he had no choice but to do it.

"Just kidding, if that woman and the dwarf were connected online, what was our elves' position? Those old and stubborn dwarfs would definitely ask that woman to expel us from her army. And for the damn dwarfs' armor and weapons stained with disgusting coal ash, the woman would definitely do this - she already has enough longbowers under her. We elves are dispensable to her. But the dwarfs are not like this..."

"So, after all, it's all because of interests..."

In Nottingham, another group of mercenaries was recruited, expanding the mercenary troops to 5,000. At the same time, he waited for reinforcements from Norway and added 8,800 regular troops again. At this moment, Egil had a 13,000 army, plus nearly 20,000 dwarves, and finally he felt relieved. This delay was more than ten days. There was no south or north. However, the three forces, one south and one north, did not forget him. At this moment, Egil looked at the four letters from different forces in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh.

"It's not a big deal," said "There are people doing business that is beheaded, but no one does the lose money..."

The letter in Egil's hand is as follows: A letter of help from Emperor Alfred promised to cede all parts of England to Egil. It would be enough for him to leave a city of London to retire - kidding, is there any other territory besides the city of London now?

King Arthur Asteria's letter of help was first wished Egil a prosperous Wu Yun and told them about their beating alliances, willing to be together for a hundred years. There were a lot of good things to say, but there was no real benefit at all. And the attack on the Norwegian Navy a few days ago was not even mentioned.

To the north, a letter from the new King of Scotland, Robert II, recounted the fact that a crazy William Wallace dared to lead his army to rebel and was eventually nailed to the pillar of shame in history. He repeatedly hoped that this incident would not affect the relationship between Scotland and Norway...
Chapter completed!