So, this is a major event related to life. Before, it was considered to be equal in strength, and if you lose, you will lose. It is not a matter of losing face - but, in this situation, your own strength is nearly twice as strong as the other party. If you can't win, you can really die.

Egil sighed softly at the hundreds of prisoners in front of him, either embarrassed, unwilling, or generous.

Not willing to accept it - really unwilling to accept it. The enemy is clearly at the end of its strength. I just need to command the army to cover it up and kill it. But...

If it was just a few hundred prisoners, it would be fine. But Egil knew that at least ten thousand, or even more dwarves were in the hands of the Vikings - even if the mercenaries didn't have to worry about it, there were at least five to seven thousand prisoners of his own.

Although Egil has a very bad reputation for the outside world, he has never done anything among his own people - or in other words, he has never been discovered to have done anything bad.

"I have more than 6,300 dwarves and Viking prisoners in my hands! Make a deal. Or I will order now to make all these people fall to the ground!"

In front of the two armies, a vicious girl who looked extremely vicious shouted like this with an evil expression dedicated to the villain.

Egil chuckled, then sighed, and rushed forward. In shock, the new generation of Royal Shield Guards beside him were ready to protect Egil's upper body with a pure steel shield that was one size bigger than other guard knights. However, Egil pushed it away roughly.

"Prison of War?" Although Egil's voice was not loud, no one dared to speak again at this moment. When an army of such a large scale gathered, it was even more impossible for birds and beasts to exist around him. Therefore, it was very quiet. Egil's voice could be heard very clearly.

"If it were a soldier, the shame of defeat and being captured... should be even more unbearable than death." Egil sighed softly, then shook the whip and pointed at the captured soldiers in front of him.

"I will give you a chance to cleanse your shame - now! I want to live without honor or die gloriously! You choose for yourself!!!"

Immediately afterwards, the personal skills that were exchanged in the system were confusing people's hearts "advanced". In addition, other attributes such as eloquent tongues, nonsense, affinity (intermediate) and other attributes - Egil's speech instantly resonated with the prisoners of war - a large number of Vikings, dwarf prisoners of war roared and struggled desperately, and some were even more powerful - or the Celtics who suppressed them were not strong enough, broke free from the constraints, and the rope was cut off in the battle, and began a counterattack.

It's enough. Even the idiotic commander knows how to do this situation.

"The whole army, charge!" Egil roared like this, shouting loudly. Then, a tragic battle - I mean the massacre, began.

"Cabin! Large-scale cavalry!!!"

Finally, someone couldn't stand this kind of depression and shouted at the top of his throat.

Indeed, a large number of heavy cavalrymen that exceeded the limits of the Celtic imagined - terrifying killing machines wearing heavy armor, both men and horses rushed straight from the rear. This time, Egil knew that under such adversity, the resistance he suffered would not be too great. Therefore, there was no need to use a troublesome trick like band charge - as long as all the cavalry were arranged in a scattered array and then went directly to it.

In this way, in the rolling smoke and dust, both men and horses were wearing shiny chain armor and covered with blue-backed white bird emblem. A total of 500 Norwegian knights were the first to be hit, and behind them were the improved tomahawk cavalry holding battle axe and preparing to cover it up, and the 500 cavalry war field slogans shouting the name of Jehovah. A total of 2,000 heavy cavalrymen crushed over them wildly.

At this moment, the Celtics in the back formation were blank, and they could not even escape. They just watched the ferocious and shining cavalry group roaring towards them - and then they plunged into the scattered and completely orderless Celtic march array. The cavalry group did not stop too much, but just went forward and crushed. The long sword, battle axe, scepter in their hands slashed left and right, ignoring the formation, and did not care whether there were any remaining enemies left. Move forward, charge, and continue to charge.

Behind the heavy cavalry, the Viking Assault Warrior holding a tomahawk in both hands rushed up with a roar and killed the defeated Celtic soldiers who had been sorted out by the heavy cavalry. Behind them, professional Viking Warriors lined up in square formations and directly crushed them to ensure that there would be no living creatures on the entire battlefield, whether it was a human, a dwarf or something else.

The Celtics completely collapsed - a large number of prisoners of war mixed among the Celtics also began to riot after a chaotic chaos. At this point, there was no suspense. The Celtics, who were completely defeated by heavy cavalry, fled aimlessly. Then, in the wailing of panic and despair, were hacked to death, stabbed to death, crushed to death, and trampled to death.

"It's over." At this moment, even Artoria's heart was as hard as a stone, no longer had the will to continue to resist. She gritted her teeth and finally looked at Egil not far away. Her Majesty the Queen was a pragmatist. She knew that this moment was different from the Battle on the Thames. Even killing Egil would be useless, and she was likely to be trapped in the siege of the enemy. After all, the girl was just a person, not a god, and she could not do anything too destined to heaven.

"... Forget it, escape." Although there is absolutely no way that Europe in this era can leave a green mountain and not be afraid of burning firewood, there is still a meaning. Artoria walked away with hatred. The sword in her hand reaped her life like black electric light. She broke out of the siege in a short while. She originally wanted to gather some people. But as long as a little force gathered, she would be overwhelmed. Then a large number of heavy cavalry rushed over from all directions. The girl even encountered danger several times. In the end, the girl had to leave all her troops and escape alone.

"Is it really good to let her go like this? Don't tell me that you don't understand the truth about letting the tiger return to the mountain." At this moment, Egil, standing on a high ground, put down the monocular in his hand with a little silence and sighed softly. Originally, the general guards, which had expanded to 100 people, did not kill them as planned, completely deal with the girl who was at a loss.

So the system elves asked this.

"..." Egil was speechless.

"Although you can defeat her this time, it's hard to guarantee that she will make a comeback. The Welsh forest is a pretty good guerrilla battlefield. There is no way to win when fighting them in the forest." The system elves continued.

"I remember... your position is to provide advice when I ask, right? When is it your turn to point fingers at me?" Egil asked softly.

"...Idiot, I don't know the good people's hearts, the garbage and messes on the brains of sperm, and even the maggots in the toilet are better than you..."

Such angerous scream was completely ignored by Egil.

However, Egil really seems to be what the system elves said, can't walk when they see a woman?

"The sea route to Ireland has been blocked." Egil said this suddenly.

“So what?”

"Welsh, Ireland has two strong folk customs and vast jungle... Even if it can be occupied for a while, if you want to gain a foothold for a long time, you still need to suppress the army. The cost is very intense."

"That's true, but so what?"

"Marriage." Egil said calmly.

"ha?"

"Redeem, it's the things I told you two months ago, I'm going to write a letter."

"love letter?"

"No, it's a marriage proposal."

"Hey hey hey, boy, are you really funny?" asked the system elf.

"Nothing at all - by the way, the marriage partner who is most compatible with the king is the queen, right? At the same time, this is also the quickest way to pacify Ireland and Wales."

"You're wishful thinking-"

"—I have expressed enough sincerity, enough strength, and enough love, right?"

Before the system elves could be said halfway, they were interrupted by Egil.

"...I don't know what you are talking about at all." The system elves said.

"So, I don't need you to know at all," Egil continued.

"You seem to be getting more and more arrogant recently."

"It's confidence."

In the end, because the system determined that Egil's exchange behavior was not unreasonable or wasteful, the system elves could only reluctantly exchange Egil for what he needed. After that, Egil wrote a handwritten letter. Then he handed it over to several Celtic prisoners of war, let them go, and asked them to hand the letter to the other party's queen.

After that, we should consider some other things... For example, this coalition was originally intended to fight against the Queen of Celtics. But I didn't expect that Queen of Celtics would retreat to the Welsh forests by herself. So, is there any need for this coalition to continue? If not, the Scots will not mention it for now - what should the guy who is already busy in London, ready to ascend the throne and officially become the King of England?

Although there is still an ally signboard. However, there should be no need for such an ally that is ineffective, right?

"Speaking of this... Aquitaine and Normandy have not given it to me yet." Egil said to himself in a rather unkind tone...
Chapter completed!