048.Viking Oracle

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"What about the year 793 of the Lord's Calendar?" Oran continued to ask.

What happened this year, Mia desperately thought, but her sister's words still came to mind.

"This year, the team from four years ago returned and attacked coastal churches in Kent."

"What about the year 807 of the Lord's calendar?"

Almost all the nobles present knew what happened this year.

"Twelve-year-old 'Ragnar' first came to England and killed a local bishop."

Mia's face was hot. It was the nervousness of being noticed and a little excitement at the same time. It turned out that this was the feeling of being in the center of everyone.

"Your Highness, your knowledge is amazing."

Oran praised, Mia lowered her head shyly.

Lord Oran is so good-looking, much prettier than the knights in the palace. When he smiles, his teeth are as white as snow falling in winter.

Mia tried hard to calm down and even pinched her calf. Her body felt so hot...

Ella was a little happy to see her daughter's fluent response, but she also found it strange that Mia still understood this.

For him, history is the dusty past. Once touched, his hands will be covered with dust. It is better to look forward.

When Olan saw that the time was right, he stopped asking and continued to lead the topic to the end.

"Everyone, did you hear what Her Highness Mia said?"

"After AD 807, two to three years later, there was an invasion of coastal towns. It was not us who seized the Viking land, but they believed in alien gods. The alien gods could not protect them and gave them a barren land where no sand could grow. land.

When I was a child, I was captured and taken to a Viking tribe. Their words were full of cruelty, and they only wanted to conquer and conquer.

The priest deceived them, saying that the strange god Odin would protect them, and even if they died in battle, they could go to the so-called 'Valhalla', so that they would keep attacking us.

Fuck Valhalla!

A group of savages whose bodies are full of stench.

How many towns moved around to escape these Vikings, and their people eventually died in poverty?

How many nobles died under the shield and sword of the Vikings?

'The Great (King Arthur)' used his sword to tell us that even if the strength is smaller than others, as long as we unite, the invaders will eventually be driven out of England!

If we are hostile to each other, then even if we have three men, we can only allocate one to fight against the Vikings and two to guard against our neighbors who share the same faith.

If we join forces, even if there are only two of us, we can send both warriors to the battlefield.

The situation is urgent. I think all of you have heard the 'oracle' that the Vikings have circulated for many years.

Oran paused, looked around at everyone, and stopped in front of Ella.

Ella's heart beat violently!

"He comes from the sea, he is the prophesied king."

Oran spoke these words - a terrible oracle spoken by the Viking high priests and carried everywhere by Viking warriors.

He came from the sea - what the British countries thought was the North Sea.

He is the prophesied king—the strongest of the Vikings.

Who do these two sentences refer to that have been verified over the past forty years.

"It is said that Ragnar will unify the North Sea and even create an unprecedented Viking empire!"

Ella responded to Oran and smashed the wine glass in her hand, spilling the blood-like fruit wine on the carpet.

The time has come!

Olan pressed on the last thing he wanted to say, his eyes were firm and very expressive.

"If we continue to fight against each other, one hundred or two hundred years later, everyone in the hall, including my family, will become the ashes of history. Our bloodline will need to hide in the mountains and forests, and the Vikings will become your Excellency. Your Majesty, Your Majesty!

Just like the story I told at the beginning, our children and grandchildren have nothing, reduced to a bowl of wheat porridge that can make them cry in pain.

The priest will regard Odin as his god, and the story he reads is 'Twilight of the Gods',

The nobles regard the descendants of Ragnar as kings, and listen to their fathers' stories about the glorious past of the first invasion of Britain.

The people who led the way used the unpleasant and harsh Viking language to travel across the land.

At that time, the kingdom will have only one name. "

"What's the name?" Ella asked.

“Viking Britain Sheepland.”

After Oran said all this, the priests under Ella blushed, clenched the cross, and felt angry in their hearts.

The nobles looked equally unkind. The Vikings could fight, but there were many warriors among the Seven Kingdoms. In addition, they were all on the defensive, so the attackers had to pay a higher price. In the past ten years, several Viking leaders had died in battle. In Britain, gave them more courage.

Women are influenced by men, and they feel chills in their hearts when they think about all the terrible bed-related things spread (rumors) among the Vikings. For example, the Vikings would humiliate female losers and then kill them.

William was also excited by what Olan said. At the same time, he realized that he had misjudged Olan. This kid has big ideas!

Why will you die in madness if you don’t get Malm?!

He is simply an "ambitious" young bastard!

"Respectfully!"

The noble looked over.

Ella raised her new wine glass again, gritted her teeth and said, "To the Viking Shepherds of Britain!"

Then, the wine glass splashed again, and Ella smashed it out again.

My tribute is to these Viking wolves who are not here.

What was supposed to be a joyful banquet ended hastily due to anger towards the Vikings.

That night, after Olan washed himself, he went to a study arranged by the servant to live alone.

The knight's men arranged two rooms for them to live together. The remaining soldiers and servants were more numerous but still two rooms.

These men did not dare to all sleep, so they took turns guarding Oran and standing guard outside his door.

That night, Olan didn't sleep, leaning against the window and looking at the moon.

This was a sleepless night, and Ella couldn't sleep. He had been provoked to fight just now, and he wished that a small group of Vikings would invade now and he could slaughter these evil sheep!

Olan couldn't sleep. He had to think about Ella's demands that might arise in tomorrow's negotiation. If Ella was sincere, the conditions wouldn't be too outrageous. If Ella wasn't sincere, it would depend on whether she could become sincere.

Oran drew a bottom line for himself. As long as it did not exceed the requirements proposed by Ella tomorrow, he would comply.

It's already April. Killing my uncle, defeating West, and getting rid of the thieves. If you do these few small things, you will still die in March next year if you add more lives.

The gains and losses of one village and one town are too slow, really too slow.

Only by fighting for one city and one county can we move towards the road to kingship.



Olan can't remember clearly. Did he sleep for two hours or three hours?

When he woke up, the maid hadn't come yet, so he asked the soldier to get cold water and finished cleaning himself.

On this morning, Olan and his men did not go to the hall, but simply enjoyed food in the room.

I attended Ella's luncheon at noon. The difference was that there were no female relatives present today, but all palace nobles.

From yesterday's contact, Olan probably understood the identities of these people.

Guile Clark is a middle-aged man with a goatee.

This man's status was similar to that of Nanding. In addition to being Ella's captain of the bodyguard, he also held several estates. He was as wealthy as a baron and was also the military manager of the Kingdom of Ella.