My British Empire

  Chapter 421 The Hunting Banner

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   "Kill! Kill these English dogs!"

   "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

   "Let's go together! Go!"

   "For the tribe, for the family, everyone!"

   "Aww—"

Beside the stacks of a fortress wall, young soldiers couldn't help looking up. The sparse crowd was holding all kinds of weapons, men, women, children, old people, about a few hundred people, shouting that they couldn't hear Knowing the language, he sprinted towards the castle.

  Looking at the layer after layer of corpses under the fortress, and silently listening to other disgraced companions around him, the young soldier sighed softly, not knowing whether it was fear or joy.

   "Hey! Dude, don't be afraid, the castle we built is thirty feet high, the tallest and strongest castle in the whole of southern Ireland, and those Kate savages can't attack it!"

  Besides, the veteran with blood on his arm licked his chapped lips and said with a smile.

  The young soldier turned his head involuntarily, and saw a young soldier with flaxen curly hair sitting on the city wall with his buttocks, and laughed softly with his mouth open.

  Seeing his calm appearance, the young soldier couldn't help puffing out his chest, and said loudly:

"Who's scared? I'm just wondering why those Kate savages don't feel afraid. Could it be that we have killed so many people, and the city walls are covered with corpses. They don't have any fear at all, and they are still rushing forward recklessly! "

  As soon as the young soldier finished speaking, he immediately felt that there were several pairs of eyes staring at him sternly, as if they were about to eat him.

  He shrank his neck and sat on the spot. After a while, he felt his eyes leave him.

   And when he looked up, the veteran in front of him was looking at him with teasing eyes, which made him a little impatient, and gave him a hard look.

   Who knew, not only did he not care, but he laughed, covering his stomach and laughing.

  Seeing this appearance, the young soldier turned his head angrily, and looked at the scene of being shot and killed by archers under the city wall.

   "Hey, buddy, do you know why you were hostile just now?" The veteran looked at the sulking recruit, stopped smiling, moved his buttocks, and said to him.

  The young soldier who didn't want to talk to him before heard this, and couldn't care less about being angry anymore. He turned his head, widened his eyes, and asked curiously:

"Why?"

   "Hehe!" The old soldier smiled, pressed the young soldier's head over, and said with his lips to his ear:

   "Because it is the Kate who are hostile to you!"

   "What?" The young soldier showed an unbelievable expression. Although his face was ashamed, his eyes were wide open, and his blue eyes could be clearly seen, like stars in the sky, very beautiful.

   "This must be a handsome guy!" The veteran thought silently in his heart.

   "Keep your voice down!" The veteran quickly showed a cautious look, and reminded, "These Kate are different from the Kate under the city wall!"

   "They are all from the Kate tribe in the northern province of Alt, and they took refuge with us, so they were sent here to guard the city for us!"

   "So, be careful in the future, don't swear at people casually, especially don't implicate them, these people are very powerful characters in fighting!"

  The old soldier said with lingering fear, his voice trembling slightly, and he glanced around, as if afraid of being heard.

   "Oh! I see!" The young soldier glanced at the people beside him and replied cautiously.

   "By the way, little guy, where are you from?" The old soldier glanced at the young man and asked.

   "I'm from Scotland, but I'm from the lowlands, and I can speak English!" the young soldier said with some melancholy.

   "You are from Scotland, why did you come to Ireland?" the veteran asked curiously.

"Oh! Isn't this the establishment of the United Kingdom? His Majesty the King established the United Kingdom Army, and I wandered around the streets, but I was arrested!" The young soldier said angrily, "My brother and parents must still be at home When I go back? Damn the army! I'm only sixteen years old this year, and I'm not married yet!"

   "I was not caught, but was drunk, lying on the side of the road, and was dragged directly by the army. When I woke up in a daze, I arrived at the barracks!" The veteran waved his hand helplessly and said.

   "Oh!" The two sighed heavily.

   Recruiting people to serve as soldiers is a tradition both at home and abroad, especially in Europe, where wars have been going on for years, coupled with the extremely bad medical environment, the death rate of soldiers remains high, and there is no pension, so people are very afraid of being a soldier.

   No way, even if Edward increased the salaries of soldiers and added pensions, but influenced by traditional concepts, no one wants to be a professional soldier unless the king conscripts the militia.

  The army is better. The navy has added more money, and not many people are willing to join.

  The weather at sea, pirates, disease, and harsh environment are the threshold for young lads to stop.

  Even later, when Britain became the era of the empire on which the sun never sets, most of the sailors did not join the British Navy voluntarily.

  So, everyone travels back to that era, just be careful.

   "Come on! Kill!" The two of them were talking, and suddenly a louder voice came from their ears.

   "Everyone get up, a large enemy army is coming, get ready!" The commander on the city wall shouted loudly.

  The young soldiers and veterans hurriedly stood up and looked down, all the original calm expressions disappeared.

  I saw a group of ants-like crowd running towards the castle, like the waves of the sea, running towards the castle unstoppably, majestic.

Several siege vehicles were pushed forward slowly by hundreds of people. There were thousands of cavalry in the front row, majestic and majestic. The remaining Kate infantry brandished various weapons. Although the expressions on their faces were unclear, they Don't think about it, it must be extremely hideous.

   Looking from the front to the back, the endless human heads make people's scalp numb, and even cover up the brilliance of the sun in the sky.

   There are more than 10,000 people, and there is no limit.

   "Impossible, this is impossible!" The old soldier kept muttering, his face full of disbelief.

   "What's wrong?" the young soldier asked hastily.

   "You just came here, I'm afraid you don't know that here in Ireland, there are almost no tribes with a population of more than 10,000, but this time, based on my experience, there are at least tens of thousands of people. This time we may be in danger!"

  The veteran sighed with sadness on his face.

   "Including the tribes that attacked the city a few days ago, there is not such a large tribal alliance on the island of Ireland. I am afraid that this is the remaining tribes in Ireland!"

   Sure enough, what the old soldier said was right. The tribal allied forces did not immediately attack the city, but set up their tents quite methodically.

  I saw dozens of various tribal flags fluttering against the wind, hunting and hunting, looking extremely spectacular.

  (end of this chapter)