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Chapter 3 White Shirts (10)

Seeing Ella, Alfred was stunned for a moment, and then quickly came to his senses.

"I wonder day and night what kind of slender hands are able to write those beautiful butterfly-like calligraphy. I am so lucky to be able to see the beauty of a purple-robed nobleman in this remote North Sea."

Ella could hear this kind of social rhetoric every day during the day and night when she was in the Seven Hills Empire. When she was eight years old, she had already learned to smile appropriately and respond politely and formally. But for some reason, she now,

It was very jarring to hear such words.

"You are the king of England, right? There must be many girls and ladies who are attracted by your crown and your speaking skills."

Ella forced a smile on her face, but the smile was so stiff that others could see her unhappiness at a glance.

"How could it be so? I traveled across the battlefield and won many trivial victories, but the cruel battlefield drained my vocabulary and made it extremely cold and hard. Those delicate ladies heard my poor vocabulary

, I can’t help but frown and leave. It’s just that today my words are nourished by your nobility, beauty and wisdom, and they will appear so graceful. Or maybe you and I have a clear understanding. We are both winners on the battlefield.

Look at your victory today! Purple-robed noble, your body is so petite, but your achievements on the battlefield have surpassed me and all the generals under my command. If you were my subject

, I will not hesitate to let you command my three armies."

After listening to the first half of the words, Ella's body shuddered. When she heard "petite", the crowbar in Ella's hand clicked and made a small hole in the boat, waiting for Alfred

When mentioning the last sentence, Ella finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked:

"Alfred - you want me to command the three armies? Is this the social rhetoric you should say to a lady?"

"No, how can this be social rhetoric? Miss, you really shocked me by defeating Halfdan today. I admire your talent, and if you are willing to step on my ship now, I will definitely honor my promise

promise."

Ella took a deep breath: "Alfred, listen, if it were me, facing the general who made my 'contribution' today, I would only let him be a deputy general at most."

"Lieutenant general? That's too humiliating. You can obviously win the war at an extreme disadvantage..."

"That's the biggest problem!"

Ella interrupted Alfred forcefully.

"Since the beginning of the fight against Sigurd, I have asked myself more than once, what if Sigurd had not been introduced to Siful? What if Sigurd abandoned the besieged Lollan and landed directly in Zealand? What if Sigurd had not been introduced to Siful?

What if Gede discovers the trap I set in Lorain? What if Halfdan doesn't pursue me? What if Halfdan discovers my ambush? What if Halfdan's morale is high and he breaks through directly from the front?

My troops, what should I do? What should I do? What should I do? What should I do? The answer is that there is no way! As long as the above situation occurs once, I will not be able to stand in front of you properly now!"

"I can win once, I can win twice, but who can guarantee that I will always win? If I only command a small army, the most I will suffer if I lose, but if I command a whole country's troops, the bet will be the worst.

If we lose, what will happen to the country? Let a commander like this command the three armies? Alfred, have you understood the situation?"

"You said that you have been winning trivial victories without any great achievements. But this is exactly the real candidate for a general, isn't it? Generals who can constantly achieve trivial victories are what a country needs most!

Alfred, if you are willing to step on my ship today, I would like you to command the three armies for me in the future."

Alfred was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed. He was like a pure white angel.

"I see, I have learned a lesson. Zipao, when I received your letter declaring war, I was quite frightened. Fortunately, with my enthusiasm, I penetrated the superficial hypocritical words and touched the heart.

Your sincerity - Halfdan has been defeated by our coalition forces. I wonder if you are satisfied with this result?"

Coalition forces? How dare you say that? Ella thought dissatisfiedly in her heart. If Ella was the one who failed today, would Alfred come to help? 10,000% would not happen. He would just sit back and watch.

Tiger Dou only uses Ella as a consumable that consumes Halfdan's strength.

But then again, without his fleet, Ella would indeed not be able to defeat Halfdan in one fell swoop. So even though she was dissatisfied, Ella could only curse Alfred secretly in her heart.

"Since you know the meaning of my letter, we shouldn't be hostile now, right?"

"Of course, just like the old saying of your Qiqiu Empire - after the war, make allies. My heart is eagerly looking forward to establishing an alliance with the nobles in purple robes - not Xilan, but you in purple robes.

The treaty of alliance. As long as you can give me a gift, miss."

"Gift?"

Alfred knelt down on one knee in front of Ella: "Purple Robe, I wonder if you would like to give me a piece of personal clothing to decorate my lance or medal to make them more eye-catching?"

Ella frowned slightly: "Is this some kind of custom among you Anglo-Saxons?"

"Exactly, in our country, knights are proud to decorate their weapons with clothes given by noble women. But as a king, it is difficult for me to find anyone more noble than me - except for you, the purple-robed noble.

"

The England ruled by Alfred was originally just a province under the Empire of the Seven Hills. But that was hundreds of years ago, and there is no superior-subordinate relationship between England and the Empire of the Seven Hills today. Alfred

To put it this way, it was beyond everyone's expectations.

Ella frowned and thought.

"fus ro dah (the unyielding force)."

The sudden roar from Ain Gale's mouth turned the boat Ella was sitting on upside down. Alfred was startled and hurriedly had people rescue Ella who fell into the water.

"Aingale! What are you doing!" Alfred asked.

"I just sneezed accidentally." Aingale replied calmly.

By the time they rescued Ella, her clothes were all wet. The purple-robed man bared his teeth and yelled angrily: "Alfred! Do you want to take one of my clothes while I'm changing? You're actually like this

Use whatever means necessary! Let me tell you, all my clothes are brought from the Qiqiu Empire, and these are the only ones. I will not give these clothes to you! Not even a sock - Ah Sneeze!"

"Aingale, use magic to dry the purple robe quickly!"

"It's easy, yol toor sh... King, please don't stand in front of me."

Alfred, who stood between Ayn Gale and Ella at that moment, twitched the corners of his mouth slightly: "Ayn Gale, you just wanted to use that flame on Zipao that can roast a cow in an instant.

Breath'?"

"I just followed the king's command to dry the purple robe."

"Aingale, if you keep doing this, I will pierce your black robe with the sword in the lake..."

Alfred's sentence, which didn't sound like a threat, actually had an effect on Ayn Gale. He gently roared "yol", and a burst of heat instantly dried the clothes of Ella and her entourage.

Done.

"Zi Pao, I apologize to you for the rude behavior of my subordinates just now."

Alfred knelt down again as before and said: "Why are you obsessed with the Seven Hills Empire, which is thousands of miles away? Halfdan has been defeated by me, and the whole of Britain will soon be unified under my command. Purple Robe

Ah, I think you will definitely like this new great empire."

Ella was still angry and asked directly:

"The whole of Britain? Great? Alfred, do you know the territory of the Seven Hills Empire in its heyday in history?"

Ella's words shook Alfred's body.

He began to look at Ella carefully again: What kind of woman is she? She is wearing a purple robe and living in the North Sea, but she is not ecstatic to the ice, snow and sea. The ambition revealed in her words is like before she became the king.

Himself - no, far greater than his ambition.

Does she want to restore the territory where the Qiqiu Empire was at its peak?

Alfred smiled awkwardly and stood up.

"In that case, I want another gift."

"What else do you want?"

"I want a document - a document written by your own hand. I want you to acknowledge me as the rightful King of England on the document."

"You are now the king of England, right? Why do you want me to admit it? What's the use?"

"Under the current circumstances, it's really of no use."

Alfred glanced at the Sealand fleet behind Ella. It was very small. It was hard to imagine that Ella relied on such a fleet to repel Halfdan.

——"But who knows what will happen in the future? Right?"

Ella calmed down. She thought for a while: In this case, it would be harmless to form an alliance with Alfred.

"Since we are an alliance, I can't just provide gifts."

"It makes sense. Zipao, is there anything you want from me?"

"I want you to make a choice."

"choose?"

"Choice - return to Britain immediately, let your navy abandon the powerful warships, pick up ordinary weapons, and serve as an insignificant force to support the war on British land. Or continue to serve as a navy and help me in Sri Lanka.

Scandinavia attacks Ragnar to completely eliminate the threat of pirates here to the British border?"

"Is this considered a choice?"

Alfred smiled and stood up.

"What you said has already helped me make a choice, hasn't it?"


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