The Rise of the European Emperor

Marin, who is far outside Copenhagen, did not realize that he was trapped by the old fox, Frederick III. Having judged that Saxony would never find an army again, Marin relaxed his focus on the South.

Also, this year is not good for Saxony. Needless to say, the Principality of Saxony lost to the Principality of Ged, and there are still a large number of prisoners of war detained in West Frisland.

The Electoral State of Saxony, which is ruled by a family, was in good shape before. However, since the defeat at Lübeck and the loss of most of their armies, the two great powers of Saxony are all over.

At this moment, Frederick III just wanted to summon the entire Saxon nobles to send troops again, don't even think about it. Because, the fighting power of the Saxon nobles was basically lost in West Frisian and Lübeck.

Besides, even if Frederick III could muster several thousand troops, he would never dare to go north. Even if the 50,000 strong soldiers are finished, what is the use of thousands of second-line troops? Dare to come, it's just a pot...

Under the premise of such judgment, Marin relaxed. Anyway, Copenhagen is short of food. Marin doesn't have any particularly good way to break the city quickly. So, siege became the best option.

So, in the following days, after Marin asked the army to surround Copenhagen, he didn't care much. As for the sea, the fleets of Lübeck and Hamburg, as well as the 10 warships led by Kidd, will never allow anyone in Copenhagen to escape or bring supplies in.

Due to insufficient gunpowder reserves, Marin now does not allow the warships to fire. Unless, encounter Danish ships. After all, the caliber of the naval guns on the warship is too large, and the consumption of gunpowder will be extremely alarming if a salvo is fired.

Therefore, now Marin only allows the army artillery to fire a few artillery shots at Copenhagen every day, which is considered to create psychological pressure on the opponent.

When he was free, Marin would go to the beach to hang out, then grab some oysters and cook them in oyster sauce as a side dish...

Marin relaxed, and his soldiers naturally relaxed as well. Of course, the officers and soldiers on duty were still very vigilant and would not give the Danish army the opportunity to sneak out of the city.

In this barracks to relax, the soldiers get together when they have nothing to do, in addition to eating and drinking, it is just bragging...

Among them, it is mainly the veterans who brag to the recruits, boasting of the great achievements of the year. After all, the East Frisian army is an army with great military achievements, and the veterans do have a lot of military exploits to show off.

As for the recruits...well, mainly the English mercenaries who were less than 10,000, and the 10,000 militiamen. They have nothing to brag about, and they don't dare to make trouble in front of the veterans. They can only sit there and listen to the veterans brag.

Of course, the English mercenaries mainly listened to the bragging of the Frisian veterans in the army. After all, Frisian can be used interchangeably with English at this age. And the 10,000 militiamen, mainly Germans, naturally stop the German veterans from bragging...

"By the way, when I was a serf at home, I couldn't get enough to eat. Because of the large food intake and the excess labor in the manor, the manor owner kicked me out." Veteran Armor boasted leisurely to a group of recruits road.

"What about later?" The recruits also gave face very much, and asked urgently without waiting for the veterans to cushion the ground.

"Afterwards...I went to the city to find part-time jobs...Unfortunately, the city's part-time jobs are not easy to find. Because we are poor there, and there are many men who come out to work as part-time workers... It happened that I saw the number one of the Duke's men. General Schwartz went to our Württemberg to recruit new recruits. I thought that when I was a soldier, I could at least eat enough food.

Otherwise, if I can't find something to do, I might starve to death. So, my heart sank, and I went to participate in the recruitment selection..."

These militias have not passed the selection of regular soldiers, so naturally they are not aware of this. And Marin did not train them as front-line troops. So, naturally curious. So someone asked:

"Brother, how are the regular army soldiers selected? We are militiamen and have never participated in it. Moreover, the Duke said that because we have not been selected, we are regarded as second-line troops, and we can only defend the city and assist in the attack, and cannot fight alone. …”

After thinking about it for a while, Veteran A said solemnly;

"This point, most people don't know very well, but I happen to know a little bit. Because, I happened to hear Lord Schwartz talking about it..."

"Oh? What is that?" Everyone's appetite was whetted, mainly the militiamen.

"A drink!" Veteran Armor was selling off, and refused to say it directly.

However, drinking alcohol is prohibited in the military camp during the war, and it can only be honored when the war is over.

"Tell me, some of our brothers pooled money to buy you a jug of wine!" Several militiamen discussed and agreed to the extortion of Veteran Armor. Because they also want to be the regular army. The regular army is better treated, and if you become an officer, you can get rid of your serf status, which naturally attracts those who are serfs in peacetime and militiamen in wartime.

"Don't be fooled!"

"You are indispensable!" Several militiamen responded. It may be a little hard to buy a jug of wine for Veteran A by one person. If a few people pool the money together, it will be nothing.

"Okay, let me tell you. At that time, when the regular army was selected, they used wooden sticks to compete. That is to simulate the appearance of stabbing each other with spears..."

"You won the contest? So you became a regular army?" the militiamen asked curiously.

The old soldier said calmly:

"No, I lost, but I passed the selection, and the one who won was eliminated..."

"Why?" The militiamen were puzzled. According to normal thinking, wouldn't the winner be selected and the loser eliminated...

"This is also a feature of our army's selection of soldiers - not martial arts, but courage!"

"What do you mean?" The militiamen were puzzled.

"Well, I heard Lord Schwartz say at the time that it was because even though I was defeated, I was not afraid of being injured and still fought bravely. And the eliminated winner, facing my desperate attack, dodged left and right, Afraid of being injured... Lord Schwartz said - our army wants brave men who are not afraid of death, not strong cowards..."

"The old man also said that on the battlefield, you don't need high martial arts skills, because no matter how high your martial arts skills are, you can't stand a group fight. Only a ruthless person who is not afraid of being injured and not afraid of death can survive. Of course, this person has to obey orders..."

"Oh—" the militiamen exclaimed. They finally understood why the militia was the militia and the regular army was the regular army. Feelings, the regular army is a hero who is not afraid of death...

...

It's normal to say here, Veteran Armor is still very honest.

Not far away, a certain Frisian veteran who bragged to a group of English mercenaries-Veteran B, said something about the restricted level...

"Let me tell you, my mother-in-law's name is Martha... The name is normal, right? But the figure is not normal. That figure... The pair of balls on the chest... Every time I go home, I see these pair of balls immediately. I can't take it anymore..."

Following Veteran B's in-depth description, the surrounding English mercenary recruits were all fascinated, blushing and beating faster...

You know, this group of people was also selected by Saqqara from a large group of English refugees. They also do not have high martial arts skills, only the unyielding and brave in the competition. What's more - even in England they are poor. Even if there is no famine, they will not have enough to eat. So, if you have a bad life, just be a soldier and try your best...

Even if the man-made famine didn't happen, these poor English ghosts wouldn't be able to get wives. Those with daughters-in-law are generally unwilling to join the army. In Newcastle, most of those who joined the army were young bachelors. And those with families, most of them joined the ranks of coal miners, and some became mine guards. Although it is also dangerous, it is much safer than being a mercenary, and you can go home with your family every day...

Therefore, most of the English mercenaries who listened to the bragging about veteran B were young bachelors from poor families. And the more young men without wives, the more concerned they are about matters between men and women. On the contrary, those who have been married for many years don't care about it. Because they vomited on their wives... No matter how beautiful their wives were, they would feel bored every day... So, many men, even though their wives were beautiful, found a relatively ugly lover...

The group of young English bachelors in front of them are obviously in a state of desire and not being able to. Standing on the bragging of Veteran B, they listened in fascination...

Finally, Veteran B mysteriously told the little English bachelors:

"Actually, I couldn't get a wife before. It's just that after defeating Denmark last time, we asked Mr. Marin to allow us to snatch my wife back. So, I robbed a beautiful Danish girl with a great body-and also It's my family..."

"What?" Those English recruits were shocked - how could a daughter-in-law still be robbed?

"Yes, after we defeated Denmark last time, all of our veterans who didn't have wives got their wives. The Danish girls in Yishui were all unmarried and not bad... After all, they were all chosen by themselves. of……"

The English recruits are all hilarious:

"We also want a good-looking Danish girl, and we want to grab a daughter-in-law!"

After the clamor, a group of young English bachelors ran to Marin to petition...