Seeing their Scottish allies so brave, strong, so desperate and so crazy... the dwarf soldiers were a little stupid. This... When I first attacked Hadrian's Wall, I didn't see these guys so fierce. Have you taken too much medicine? Have you taken Jinkla?

However, no matter what, seeing his allies so fiercely, the dwarves also developed a competing spirit. They swung their arms and rushed forward with all their might.

In fact, the real situation is that the Scots don’t have to fight so hard. Even if Hadrian’s Wall attacks from the south, it is easier. But at least one condition needs to be added - that is, they really want to fight and have the ability to fight.

The Scots in the north had dwarf allies, and were born with a mechanical level of ten. Everyone in the entire race was craftsmen + miners. However, Egil did not have such good conditions. At this moment, Egil had only ten crossbows, plus one hundred engineers. Such a force was fine to attack a dozen small castles and other things. It was completely impossible to attack large fortifications like Hadrian's Wall.

But the Scots didn't know.

The Englishman didn't know either.

So they were all tragic.

Although the dwarves also rushed forward very hard, they were wearing heavy armor and had a very tragic three-headed body. Therefore, they could not escape the normal seven-headed body, and had naked upper body, only skirts. That was indeed a skirt? It was indeed a skirt, right? Maybe it had other names. But the most commonly used one is skirt.

And it's a miniskirt, not wearing underwear yet - your girl's joke. Who wants to see a group of men with colorful faces wearing skirts?!

At this time, the English finally reacted - or were thundered by Scotland's people with only one skirt on their bodies. Then they felt that the existence of these guys was polluting the world. So the rain of longbows and arrows began again.

So, the Scots suffered a tragedy.

At this moment, Egil's army stood outside the effective range of the longbow and fiddled with his crossbow. Although it was unlikely to play the lead role, the sprinter was better than doing nothing. Otherwise, after the Hadrian Wall was captured, the three alliances gathered together. The dwarves could say: we made a large number of siege equipment, counterweight catapults, tower cars, ladder cars and other messy things. And the Scottish people could say: We ran naked in front of the enemy in only skirts, showing off our strong chest muscles.

So, what should Norwegians say? I've been cooking soy sauce for a long time?

joke.

In this way, under the service of engineers, a total of ten crossbows were prepared, and then a volley was taken away by a dozen lives on the city wall. At this moment, the Englishmen on the city wall realized again that they were hit by pincers. Moreover, it seemed that the Vikings who appeared from behind also had weapons that could easily kill them.

In an instant, in just a moment, the English people collapsed. All the English soldiers scrambled to scream. They ran down from Hadrian's Wall with their armor and unloaded armor - or jumped down. In short, those who jumped down were basically dead. However, those who ran down ran towards Egil... After all, the stairs and other things should be built on the inside, right?

"Cut, catch the prisoners. Especially those guys wearing fancy and whistle and messy emblems." With Egil's order, the Vikings rushed up. Fortunately, the Vikings were not the kind of future world, and they said: "Put the gun and don't kill them, we treat prisoners preferentially! The scumbag who held fire at the enemy. So most of the English people survived in the end. Although some of the resistance was fierce, they might have been beaten twice, making them look a little bruised and swollen. But these are not the key points.

The point is that while the Vikings were captives, they opened several gates of Hadrian's Great Wall. At the same time, the dwarves' short legs also ran over. Originally, the siege props such as building cars and ladder cars were pushed by the Scots. But this time, for some reason, the Scots kept running forward as if they had eaten Jinkara. They didn't listen to it. They said that the dwarves could only push the cart by themselves.

Who do the Scots think they are? Is Spider-Man? Can you climb the city wall with bare hands?

However, no matter what, Hadrian's Great Wall fell. Yes, it fell - and although the Three Kingdoms coalition had a little conflict while competing for the spoils, it was no big deal. Overall, it was able to maintain harmony.

That's weird.

At this moment, the Scottish people looked at the Norwegians as if they wanted to eat people... Although the Scottish people were a little bit savage, they probably weren't cannibals, right? While thinking this, Egil quietly wiped his sweat. At the same time, he almost understood why the Scottish people were so unfriendly.

The hands spread out, it was just a small broken castle in Northumberland. What?

Scots: As for.

That night, as usual, if you win, you have to celebrate your victory. If you celebrate your victory, you have to hold a banquet. If you have to eat and drink... By the way, do Scottish barbarians know what "wine" is? It is "beer". The latest product produced by Egil's research institute.

In this way, the boys ate bacon pancakes and drank beer. The big guys ate crispy chicken, steak, truffle and white bread, fruit salads and so on. Of course, everything was made by Egil. Some of them still need to be exchanged in the system with coupons. But it’s a rare victory. It’s no big deal to be a little generous.

Before he knew it, Egil's little bit of family energy dissipated a lot.

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"I really don't know how you came up with it - seeing London is approaching, but it turned back. Without saying a word, he directly seized Newcastle Castle and Hadrian's Wall. That old boy Alfred is probably going crazy, hahaha..."

The more the dwarf King Wald praised Egil, the ugly face of William Wallace opposite him was. However, he was still a hero. He still had this kind of mind, or endurance. He just kept drinking the high-intensity vodka exchanged by Egil.

I don’t know why, but I can’t get drunk no matter how much I drink it.

I spent so much time and at such a big price, but I was easily picked by someone. If it were anyone, I wouldn't be in a good mood.

"What should I do next? Do I need to ask the other party to give up Newcastle Castle? Damn, how can I say this kind of thing?! Are you a little tougher? Will tougher cause the other party to be disgusted and become uncontrollable later?

So, do you have to give in a little bit? But in this case, the other party might think that I, the Scots, can be bullied, and I can be more frugal. Damn it."

In this way, Wallace thought for a long time but didn't expect how he should speak. However, he didn't expect that he could hear Egil's attack at this time.

"Yes, this guy wanted to bargain with me with such insignificant things, and finally scrambled to swallow Newcastle Castle." In just a moment, Wallace made the correct judgment and characterized Egil as a sinister and cunning bastard.

"So, that's just a bad accident - as for spoils or something. If you can make someone point out all of those things, then I have nothing to say. But, if you can't, then please give up on this plan."

Although it sounds nice, Wallace actually means the same as a certain q who stole something. "Do you have a carrot? Then if you ask him, he can respond to you? If you answer, you will give it back to you."

This is the robber theory that is so unreasonable.

"Three hundred longbows, 15,000 special cone-headed arrows, and 500 pairs of hard leather armor." Of course, Egil is not the kind of person who is willing to suffer losses at all. After hearing Wallace's statement, he smiled slightly. Isn't it just a number? If you ask me to report it, I will report it.

Wallace almost fainted after hearing this. You sister! These were almost all the bows and leather armor they obtained from Hadrian's Great Wall. I originally thought that my robber logic was very powerful - I didn't expect that the other party had a stronger mastery of the superb skills called "Euro Ren".

Ximada... is not a level at all. Why do I provoke such an opponent so irrationally? And look at the damn bearded dwarf next to me, I definitely have a tacit understanding with that guy - it was definitely a tutor invited by Ya Ting - forget it, I will die if I die. At least I must retain some vitality for Scotland.

"...I will send someone to your army's military camp as soon as possible." Wallace took a deep breath and said afterwards.

"...All?!" Egil did not expect that the other party could accept his blackmail so readily. The dwarf King Wald, who had been watching the show next to him, was stunned.

"Oh no, in this case, the other party should slam the table and shout: What's your sister's joke? Is this right? Why do you agree?!"

But in this case, it would be a bad idea to say that he was joking. Egil took a deep breath and decided to use his trump card to directly solve the conversation: "Your Excellency, you can take over Newcastle Castle tomorrow."

"Hey?!" At this moment, Wallace was so surprised that he was dying. Seeing Egil, who was also amused and crying across the street, seemed to understand something - it turned out that he was thinking too much, but in fact, things were much simpler than he thought...

What expression should be used to deal with it at this time?
Chapter completed!