After three competitions, the emotions of the people and nobles watching were aroused.
In this era of lack of entertainment, many people cannot leave their county for the rest of their lives and cannot see such legendary scenes. It would be better if they could have a glass of ale at this time.
They even forgot what the cause of the incident was and regarded the whole thing as a "contest of honor".
Hearing the cry, the apprentice Titan was placed in the camp of the Oran Brigade outside the castle.
Lying on the bed, he asked weakly, "My lord...win?"
There was a little gap in the door of the camp, and a soldier responsible for keeping an eye on Titan's safety said, "It seems like we won. Damn, I really want to see it."
"I also want to... cough..."
"You'd better stop talking, lest the housekeeper (Nan Amp) sees me and scolds me." After the soldier finished speaking, he added, "You are so lucky. My Lord said that when you recover from your injury, you can eat until you vomit every day!" "
Titan laughed when he heard this and touched his belly... He also wanted to be a knight, equipped with a sword and mounted on a horse, and give flowers to the beautiful girl in front of her...
Listening to the cheers outside and the longing for the future, Titan slowly fell asleep.
At this time, there was a gust of wind blowing outside the tent, blowing through everyone in the castle. The wind blew over the mountains and when they walked out, they put on makeup and formed a light rain in the afternoon.
When the light rain flows into the wheat fields, it enters the stream. The clear stream passes through the swamp, turns turbid... and finally disappears into the muddy land on the coast.
And on the coast where it disappeared, ten days ago - a fight took place here!
At that time, a Viking fleet of unknown origin appeared. The Viking flag hanging on it was very unfamiliar, it was a wolf biting a sword.
The soldiers stationed at the high tower by the sea saw it and immediately went back to the castle to report it.
In front of Baron Dasif and the Baron's mother, Lady Rowling, they shouted, "The Vikings have invaded!"
"You said invasion, how many people came?" Rowling's face turned pale.
Her husband was killed by the Vikings in the "Blood Eagle Punishment", so she was very afraid of the Vikings.
"Two boats, nearly fifty people, I will come back to inform first, I don't know if there will be any more later."
After listening to the soldiers, Rowling asked the castle knights, and someone replied, "Madam, we need to determine how many of them there are first. In the past, it often happened that the Vikings wanted to invade the south, but due to the sea wind and ocean currents, they shifted their position and finally came. To the situation in Central England and even Northern England." The knight is experienced and calmly analyzes the situation.
"Almighty and all-powerful God, please protect us and keep us away from the devil!" Mrs. Rowling finished her prayer and asked, "What should we do?"
"Bring people over immediately. If there are too many people, we will avoid the castle and quickly harvest the wheat nearby. If there are not many people, we will attack directly and catch this group of people. Otherwise, we will let them enter the territory and cause huge damage." Another knight said.
"Then who's going?" Luo Lin's eyes were filled with anticipation.
But the few knights who were called for questioning all put up a good fight. If they really do it...
"Let Marcus go. He is the son of the knight 'Nan Milo'. In the past few years at the border, his performance is not inferior to his father." A knight suggested.
"I also think it would be good to send him."
"No, what if the lord named Oran sends someone here?"
"Knight Boer, what are you worried about? Baron White Eagle has sent messengers several times. He also said that the last border friction was a misunderstanding. We should not doubt those who share the same faith."
In order not to go to war, several knights jointly passed the responsibility to Marcus, so two days later, Marcus rushed back from the border.
At this time, the number of Vikings entering the territory has also been determined, about forty-five to fifty people.
The number of people is not too large, but this group of Vikings is extremely ferocious!
The small force Luo Lin sent out to conduct reconnaissance met once and were almost wiped out at the price of eight for one. Only two people escaped and reported. "
Rowling saw Marcus coming and said in an almost pleading voice, "Your father was the most trusted person of Dasif's father during his lifetime. Now I need your sword to protect me and the baron."
Marcus didn't say anything, but he half-knelt down and saluted, "Give me as many people as you need, and I will drive these rats out of the territory."
Hearing Mrs. Rowling mention his father, Marcus' knightly heart burned like a fire.
For King Ella or those who had seen "Nan Milo" humbly begging for mercy, for Nan. Milo only had contempt and ridicule.
But people will change, and some people can correct their mistakes and work hard.
In Marcus’s childhood memories, his father would fight the Vikings with a sword when they came.
In times of famine, he would give his own food to his subjects.
He is a good father and a great warrior...
It's time to leave the city.
"Take me there!" Female knight Bol stopped Marcus before he rode out of the gate.
"Then follow." Marcus never regarded Bol as a woman, but as a member of his companions.
Rowling gave him seventy men. After deducting the castle protection, all the excess troops were given to him.
When the Vikings invaded the territory, the terrain was unfamiliar and they could not hide their whereabouts unless they hid in the mountains and forests.
The number is small, and they occasionally encounter resistance. Although they are ferocious and kill many people, their numbers have been decreasing.
After three days of sweeping, Marcus tracked down the movements of the Vikings.
This group of about thirty evil wolves entered a lord's manor in the north, which was the northernmost vassal of Baron Dasif.
The ancestor of this small lord started his career as a craftsman of the lord. Finally, he controlled the mountain fields and grazing, and mined simple coal on this valley border near County Durham and County Yewe.
If the Vikings don't come and the lords can't impose too heavy taxes, then in spring and summer, when the snow in the valley melts and the plants grow buds, there will be many birds and prey.
Working at sunrise and resting at sunset, it feels like a paradise.
But today, everything has changed!
When this group of evil wolves came up, they couldn't help but kill and rob.
"Sir, please let us go. You can take everything away..."
The fifty-year-old owner of the valley begged loudly in the manor. He knew a little bit of Viking language, and he learned this just so that when the Vikings came, he could better plead for them to let go.
"Okay, we are just passing by and heading north. You prepare the food and send a few women out."
The Vikings outside the manor saw the guard towers and soldiers on guard inside the manor, and thought that they would suffer casualties even if they attacked by force, so they negotiated terms.
“Food is okay, women are not!”
"Then you just hide in there for the rest of your life, and I will burn everything outside the manor. Let's see how you survive!"
There are about seventy people in this valley manor, but there are only more than thirty people who can actually fight. On the Viking side, there are actually thirty warriors.
A tall leader among this group of Vikings said again, "I will give you a meal. If you don't respond by then, I will take action."
After "Big Bear Inge" said this, all the Vikings shouted together and gave out a shrill cheer.
Finally, the lord of the valley sent two young women to ask the demons to leave quickly.
"May the Lord bless you...I'm sorry, I can't protect you." This charitable lord's clothes are not much different from those of his subjects. He has lived here all his life and will hardly leave unless summoned by the baron.
The people who have lived through these years are like his children.
Two young women came out timidly, carrying food.
The two women were instructed to walk up to the man with the highest status among the group of Vikings.
This man has a wolf tattoo on his body - he is the sword wolf Alger.
"Eat it." Alger let the two women test it first. After finding that it was OK, he took a bite of the dry biscuit.
Yingge on the other side had no desire to eat, but had the idea of touching women. He suddenly stood up, directly knocked one of the women down, and said, "Alger, I'll give you the other one."
"On the battlefield, women will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword." Alger continued to eat cakes to replenish his strength.
"Hmph, 'Bjorn' can draw his sword quickly enough. He does this every time he goes to a certain place."
Bjorn - one of the sons of Ragnar, famous in the Viking world for his swordsmanship.
Legend has it that he once fought against ten swordsmen at one time and killed them all, with only a few injuries himself.
Everyone who saw him draw a sword praised him for his excellence and excellence.
He is said to be the strongest assassin and swordsman, and his sword speed is faster than a running wolf.
"Fast? My sword is the fastest."
After Alger said this, he bit into another piece of new wheat cake, stuffed his mouth with something, and muttered, "Excellence...is nothing, I want to...pursue...greatness."
Originally, this time he led a group of small Viking chiefs and gathered hundreds of people to cause havoc in County Durham.
But while crossing the strait, they encountered a storm and caused them to deviate from the channel.
Some of the people hid in the sea, and among the remaining people, he and Inge's troops were scattered with others. Half of the people entered the Kent area, and he took more than forty people to the sea off County Durham.
This was the original destination, but the manpower was less than one-tenth of the original number. When they landed, the ships were damaged. If they were not repaired, these ships would take them to "Valhalla" first.
Shortly after landing, Rowling's soldiers attacked Alger, and then he encountered resistance along the way, resulting in many casualties.
For every Viking leader, these experienced soldiers who could go to sea were precious warriors.
Their deaths will greatly weaken Alger's power.
Today's Viking region is turbulent, and each lord is expanding his power, waiting for the "divine sign" from the high priest.
Once the oracle comes, "King Ragnar" will lead everyone across the ocean. That is the real battle between men!
With three hundred Viking warriors, he could lead one alone. Alger originally wanted to rely on this invasion to seize a large amount of gold and silver, and then go back to recruit people.
But all plans were disrupted by the damn storm...
Alger took another swig of water, but the water made him more and more thirsty and irritable.
"We have to go to the north quickly. The lords here can't accommodate us. There are many Danfa areas past Yewei County. I know a few Vikings there. Let's go over and recruit new people."
Alger called out to Inge, but he was only focused on venting his desires at this time.
Another woman was held down by other Viking soldiers, waiting for Sword Wolf's favor.
Alger didn't make a move. He suddenly remembered the woman he caught last time. Her name seemed to be Mal...M?
She was a very beautiful woman and very valuable. He sold it to a pair of Viking brothers who were related to King Raghu and got himself forty sets of Viking equipment.
"It would be great if I could catch another woman like this..." Alger continued to eat the fourth piece of cake.
The cries of the two women finally made the men in the manor unbearable.
The woman that the big bear crushed was the object of the lord's youngest son's love. Regardless of his father's objections, he pushed open the door and rushed out with a weapon. However, after running a few steps, he was shot by a thrown tomahawk!
The man's death caused the situation to change.
The eldest son of the lord in the manor said to his father with red eyes, "You have to endure it again. Father, have you forgotten that your sister died like this back then? In order to protect others, you begged a group of passing Viking bandits to let them stay before your sister." Her body was left with indelible injuries, and finally she jumped from this valley..."
"Stop talking, we can't fight against them... As long as we live, just stay alive..."
"If I live like you, father, all my life, then I am willing to dedicate my life and ask God to give me the courage to kill these people!"
After saying that, another figure rushed out.
The eldest son was not surprised, but he also fell under the battle axe!
The dead are already dead, and the living must still live... The lord collapsed on the ground.
Still don't want others to go out and die.
But some people still couldn't help it, and imitated the lord's two sons, and some people shot arrows from the manor and hit the Vikings!
Finally... the manor was breached, and seven of Alger's men died.
The remaining Vikings angrily killed every living creature they saw.
After killing everyone.
"Fuck you!" Alger scolded Inge and punched him.
"How many times have I told you, look at the situation and control your bad temper!,"
Yingge didn't fight back, spat a mouthful of blood, and glared back. He had already done it anyway. If you can't bear the beating, he would do it again next time.
"Walk!"
Alger had no choice, and together with himself, he finally led twenty-three people away.
He has been killing people since he was a child, and his companions around him are also killing people.
If they don't agree with each other, they draw their swords and attack each other.
To me, death means living in a different place.
Inge may be cruel, but he is also very friendly.
This time when he encountered a storm, Inge held on to the pole of the boat with all his strength and said to himself, "Alger, you must survive. You are the most powerful Viking I have ever seen. Your achievements in the future will not be lost to Halfdan's." ', 'Ivar', 'Bjorn', they..."
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When Marcus arrived with his people, he saw mountain people whose hands and feet were separated, and children who were no taller than a wheel, with spikes sticking out of their bodies that were higher than their bodies...
Marcus heard crying, a cry that spread in the air, heartbreaking!
The fire was spreading, and Boer was so angry that he almost fainted.
At this time, the soldier discovered that a woman was making a weak voice and still had a breath!
Marcus and Bol ran over immediately, and Marcus took off his clothes to cover her naked body.
The woman used her last strength to tell the story, then turned her eyes to the distance, looking at her beloved lover...
Then he took off his cloak, touched his fingers to the ground, and crawled over.
Bol saw something and immediately picked up the woman and brought her to the lord's youngest son who was killed by a battle axe.
Bol then put the woman down gently.
"Ah...ah..."
The woman struggled to make her final sound, which made Bol cry.
A few minutes later, the woman died of anger!
Bol wiped away tears and cursed angrily, "Kill them all!"
"May your soul rest in peace, may you go to heaven and receive the Lord's protection and mercy forever...Amen."
After finishing speaking, Marcus's pupils were bloodshot. He held the hilt of his sword and looked at the direction the woman pointed - the direction in which the Vikings left.
"Catch up without stopping."
"Okay!" Bol patted the sword on his waist and responded loudly.
Looking at the setting sun, Marcus walked out of the manor without looking back.
"I won't let them survive tomorrow's sun!"
Bol looked at Marcus's back and heard a sound...
"No one can protect them, not even 'Odin', I - Marcus Milo said it!"
