At that time, Egil easily dodged left and right, and resolved Artoria's attacks one by one (original mark. At the same time, he was still idle and said cheap words, which made Artoria even more annoyed: "Hani, I just commented on your way of being a general. Now let's evaluate your martial arts?"

"Shut up" Artoria was a little angry at this moment. On the one hand, the reason was naturally that Egil was unspeakable, while on the other hand, the reason was that Artoria was a little unwilling to be surpassed by Egil.

Originally, when I first met Egil, Egil was still an ordinary warrior who could not be more ordinary (read the full text of the science fiction world. A slightly stronger knight could easily solve him. And in the first few years of marriage with Egil, it was basically like this...

The change was during the Crusades, that is, two years ago. Egil suddenly started to work hard for some time.

This was very strange for Artoria. Egil seemed to have become very capable at once. Although it was a little worse than her. Her experience, skills and determination were not as good as her. However, it was fine to be a single horse as a stern as an ordinary army. This made Artoria feel relieved, and there was a hint of loss. Soon, loss became more angry and unwilling as Egil became stronger.

If Artoria had such a sense of crisis as before: "Will he not need me anymore...", then after Egil's combat effectiveness (Egil won the several simulated battles after obtaining armor and saber), he would add another sentence: "I'm not willing to give up - what kind of world is a bastard?!"

Therefore, it feels very uncomfortable to be surpassed by the people you like. If Artoria is 40 years older, she may laugh it off. But Artoria is only twenty-four years old now. It is a good time to be competitive. Egil's speech is rude, and what is even more unforgivable is that Egil talked about the topic of Welsh rebellion. After Artoria failed several times in the fight, this topic has become her sensitive point.

So, Artoria decided to knock Egil down and then "beat" her and vent her well.

But this attempt seemed difficult to achieve. At this moment, although Egil was half drunk, he did not wear the Blade of Tearing Life and was wearing the armor of the Absolute Guardian. However, the system exchanged from the system, as well as the body and footwork among various advanced fighting techniques and sword techniques, is still there. It is a bit difficult to fight, but it is completely fine to dodge. Even Egil still has free time to say cheap words when dodging Artoria's attack.

"For this kind of rebellion of bandits in the mountains and forests, the best way is to form an elite special force that is as mobile and flexible as it, replace large-scale battles with fragmented battles, and defeat them bit by bit. Of course, this method is only applicable to small-scale battles of less than a thousand people (the latest chapter of Wandering Earth. It will not work against those who are too strong, such as the Welsh Elf Rebels you provoke this time--"

"Idiot-Don't hide, fight me upright!" Artoria shouted in anger.

"A fool is fighting with you head-on. In the mountains and forests, the terrain and roads are more familiar to you. Ambush, harassment, night attacks, cut off food channels, and lure into ambush. Some ways to make you die are ugly." Egil answered the question irrelevantly - or in other words, he could misinterpret what Artoria said. At the same time, he dodged left and right, pushed into a set of tables and chairs next to him. With the help of these solid wooden tables, chairs and benches as cover, he started to deal with Artoria.

When Egil said this, Artoria's face turned red because she drank too much wine. Now she was even more red. She was so angry that she was basically talking about her current state.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

However, thinking so in my heart, Egil was still unforgivable, as if he wanted to die sooner: "Yes, yes, yes, just like you, relying solely on brute force is definitely the most miserable type of failure."

"Then what do you think you do?!" Half was angry, and the other half was sincerely asking. Artoria kicked over again. Egil couldn't dodge. Then he bent down, lifted the table with his arms and made a shield. Then he "clicked" with his superiors. Artoria kicked through the three-centimeter-thick table. Only then did Egil see clearly that the queen was drinking with him in a steel girdle.

"If you kick it in the face this time, it will be a broken face." Egil did not answer, but sighed like this. Then he lowered his body and swept his legs towards Artoria's legs that were now supporting the ground. Artoria's right leg was stuck in the table and could not pull it out in a hurry. Her left leg was swept by Egil, and she lost her balance and fell downwards. Egil naturally couldn't let her Hani face down, so she quickly lay down and made Artoria's human mat (read the full text of the reincarnation game.

There was only a "crackling" sound, but the table fell down and smashed a row of chairs. Egil and Artoria fell together.

"Hiss... it hurts..." When she was fighting with Artoria just now, Egil didn't suffer any loss. However, she was pressed by Artoria. Queen Norman tripped by Egil and sat down on Egil's waist. Although she was not very heavy, she had a breastplate, shin, skirt and armor, at least 130 to 40 kilograms. After sitting like this, Egil almost broke Egil's waist.

"Hey... what's your idea? Tell me." At this moment, it seemed that she had enough fun. Or maybe Egil's way of sacrificing herself to save her, which made her angry. Artoria's speech slowed down a lot. She turned her face, leaned down, lay on Egil, and supported her hands on the ground. The fight just now made her hair bun on her head scatter and scattered on Egil's face. Egil felt itchy.

"I, of course I have my own way. Hani will just look at it." After Egil said this, before Artoria was dissatisfied, he stretched out his hand and hugged her firmly, then turned over and pressed her down, lowered his head, and kissed Artoria's lips hard...

Three days later, the Norman fleet arrived in Bristol. The west side of England had very good feng shui and was very close to the port city of Wales. The pre-prepared food and supplies had already filled the city's warehouses.

Because it was a forest battle. The number of opponents was not clear, Egil did not have the idea of ​​mobilizing all the troops into the forest battle. He would have rested the 10,000 Norman New Army - these troops that were mainly used to fight with super-spliers and were not suitable for forest battles. There were also two Hussar Legions and 20,000 Norman infantry, which had suffered severe combat losses in recent times, 10,000 Norman assault infantry, 5,000 Knights, Royal Knights, and Centaurs Legion, etc., a total of 60,000 troops were sent back to Eastern Europe. They asked them to continue taking the boat until Konysburg, and then head south to the capital Krakow.

In this way, the number of Norman troops was only 45,000, including 10,000 imperial guards, 10,000 long-range troops with bows and crossbows, 5,000 assault infantry and 20,000 infantry. In addition, there are also matching baggage troops, siege soldiers and other equipment (life is like a dream).

"Is this number of troops not enough? Should we also dispatch the Celtic army and recruit some militia?" Artoria was a little puzzled when he saw Egil sending most of the troops back to the country. He proposed this way.

"No need. In recent times, the Celtic army has been struggling. The same is true for the recruitment of Britain and England. Let them rest for a while. Besides, the more people the better." Egil rejected Artoria's proposal in this way. Then he led the army northward and headed towards Wales. He sent a fast-legged messenger, and took his letter one step ahead and entered Wales.

"Is it a letter of war or a letter of persuasion?" Egil explained to Artoria.

"Ha? I don't think those monkeys will hold a battle with us in a dignified manner. Also, what conditions did you use to persuade us to surrender?"

"No conditions." Egil replied calmly: "I told them to surrender unconditionally."

"How is that possible?!" Artoria was surprised.

"Of course it's impossible." Egil admitted frankly: "It's just a process. I feel that people like me have a noble status and must have a reason to do anything. Although the letter of war and persuading surrender are of little strategic significance, it is very important in etiquette - even though the other party is some uncivilized tree monkeys."

"It's up to you." Artoria rolled her eyes and stopped talking. Because she failed in the war with the tree monkey twice in a row. So at this moment, she felt vaguely in her heart and wanted to embarrass Egil. If Egil also failed in the Welsh battle, then one more person would share the shame. She could feel a little relaxed in her heart - even people like Egil would fail here. Then it's not that I'm useless, but that the opponent is too strong.

Although it is just a group of tree monkeys. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to read the latest chapter list. Your support is my greatest motivation.
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