"Grass!"
"Kill all these Vikings!"
"The land of East Anglia must not be polluted by these demons."
The news that Ragnar had set foot on Angria put a lot of pressure on everyone in the Northern Army.
The scene was noisy, and the Queen of the Left Face was helped down to rest by her knights. Her most trusted needle sword "Sigis" took over the battle meeting.
Oran did not attend. He wanted to be quiet and patrolled the perimeter of Canterbury Church alone. He first looked at the half-ruined cross, then stepped across the border and touched the fragments of the cross with his hands.
He closed his eyes and thought back, feeling the tragic scene of that day.
"I saw fire."
"Your Mightiness?"
"There was a huge fire, engulfing everything, and countless people were screaming and crying."
Oran then opened his eyes and said cruelly, "Go and see the cemetery of the Earl of Holy Bones."
After being guided by others, Olan walked for a while and came to an uncared for cemetery.
Weeds are growing. The grave robber Alex destroyed the cemetery last time. Since then, the Vikings have always controlled the place and no one has cleaned it.
Oran stood in front of the cemetery, and then let him bow deeply.
He respected warriors, those who could kill Vikings.
When he saluted, Alex, the escort knight who was driving with Ella, also quietly came to Oran's side and watched from a distance.
He used the bones of the dead in exchange for prestige and knighthood, but this was also a worry.
Sometimes he would always dream of the Earl of Holy Bones staring at him and moving his mouth, as if shouting "Take my bones back!"
Alex secretly swore that he would never be afraid of death in this battle. He would fulfill his mission as a knight and defend his homeland...
In addition to Olan, there are also several knights who can only serve as cannon fodder on the battlefield.
They hold flowers or bring crosses and come on pilgrimage.
Henry and Ossa, who were sent to the east by Oran last time to inquire about the Vikings' news, also came.
But Oran's people surrounded the innermost side, and they could only wait for Oran to leave, and then go forward to salute.
Facing the cemetery, Olan moved his mouth, and the Titan on the side heard it clearly, "If Benbo can kill Ragnar, I will use his head to commemorate you!"
"Sir, what should we do?" Titan asked.
"If they kill one of us, we will kill three in return!"
Oran then walked back to the church room that was not engulfed in flames to attend the council of nobles.
As soon as he entered, there was all kinds of noise and strange smells inside.
Sweat, blood, moisture, all kinds of weird smells mixed with body odor, like a group of hairless monkeys gathered together.
There are more than thirty monkeys in total.
As soon as he entered, he heard someone say, how about paying a ransom and inviting the Vikings from East Anglia away?
Oran despised such words, then turned his eyes to the three kings, bowed to them first, then walked to the queen, looked at her pale face, and said in Latin, "Your Majesty."
"Um?"
"Why is Nong so sad?"
"But……"
"These little Chi Laos, kill them..."
Then turning to everyone, Olan opened his hands to calm everyone down and took over the right to speak.
"Which adult just said the ransom was paid?" Oran asked.
"Your Excellency, it's me, from Mercia..." The knight stood up and introduced himself.
"I heard that there are no cowards in Mercia, only warriors, but what you just said made Ben Bo suspicious." Oran snorted.
"what did you say!"
The knight made a gesture to draw his sword, but Kunsang and Nanding went directly over and knocked him down with one punch each.
"Olan, you're crazy!"
Ella stood up suddenly on the stage, but it was a step too late. The Mercian nobles stood up and stared at Oran.
"Very good. It seems that your temper has returned. Then use your dignity towards the people in your territory and use it on the Vikings. When you see the Viking shield girl, you will think of it as a peasant girl in your territory. Use it Your right to first night, exercise your law!
It's a good thing Ragnar shows up, finally no more guessing where the bastard is.
Now that he has landed on the island, he has changed from darkness to light. The Ansa nobles do not have much navy, and we cannot exert any force around the coast.
But on the shore, everyone relies on two legs, and they will die if they are hit by a sharp sword.
Now you are at a disadvantage, then you can regain your advantage.
This battle is crucial. Bjorn is coming, Hestein is coming, Ragnar is coming, Rollo, Yinvar and other Viking leaders are coming. I don’t know if they will come.
The worst-case scenario is that the Vikings are going to annihilate England this time. No matter how much we ask, it will only make the difference between dying sooner or dying later.
Our ancestors traveled across the oceans to the British Isles and created a great and prosperous civilization. As descendants, we must never let them be shamed.
Civilization will never be defeated by barbarism, even if the country is destroyed and the tribe is destroyed, we will die together with the Vikings!"
Having said this, his emotions were dominated by hatred again, and then he drew his sword and swept it around.
"Unless the Vikings themselves ask for peace, I will kill anyone who gives in!"
Afterwards, Oran asked his men to send the Vikings they had just captured around the church into the church.
A Viking who is somewhere between a boy and an adult man is brought in.
He was not afraid, but rather proud that he was being watched by so many enemies.
I will definitely be able to go to the Hall of Valor in the future.
He lived in an extremely barren land, a rotten place where sand was planted in spring, but in autumn only half of the sand was left.
Eating well every day, eating plenty of fish and meat, and drinking endless amounts of wine are what he wishes in life.
And Valhalla has that.
"Calm down!"
The soldier who brought him in kicked his leg bones softly and forced him to kneel down.
"I am Sunderland, the great warrior. I will go to the Hall of Valor soon! I will tell him about my bravery in front of the god Odin. Come on, hurry up and do it for me."
The man's shouting caused several knights to step forward and slap him, but he still smiled.
"Are you women? You have so little strength."
There were still people who wanted to fight again, but Olan stopped them and took the field himself.
"Sunderland?"
"snort."
"Surrender and say that God Odin can't protect you and you are a waste. I can spare you half your life."
"You're dreaming!"
"Come on, find a prostitute."
After Oran finished speaking, a while later, a woman with disheveled clothes and a stinking body was brought over.
In this era, beggars, thieves, and prostitutes are the most common people.
Prostitutes who are unable to work have to rely on men to survive.
And they always appear in groups in towns, suburbs, or around the army.
The news that the Northern Army had entered Kent dissipated in just one day.
Many old and weak people showed up begging, and there were also women who wanted to exchange their skin and flesh for money.
Olan found one easily.
Oran then asked a soldier to hold the woman's hand, return it to the woman's hand, and forcefully insert a dagger into it.
"Take care." After Oran said, he looked at Sunderland, "You will be killed by the hands of a prostitute, not the hands of a warrior. You will not die on the battlefield. Your body will be thrown into the cesspit. You If you can’t go to the Hall of Valor, hell will be your destination.”
Oran then took matters into his own hands and removed his "hearing" organ.
Then his "smell" and "sight" were cut off.
It was so fast that blood spurted out.
The soldier, also under Oran's command, grabbed the prostitute's hand... and stabbed her with a dagger.
Oran was crazy, at least half of the people there thought so.
Looking at Oran, who was like a demon, the nobles retreated unconsciously, and even the left-cheeked queen was so frightened that she could not speak.
Oran looked at the woman with kind eyes, "You don't have to worry about food for the rest of your life. Go down."
Then Oran looked at the nobles and said, "I persuaded him to surrender just now. This bastard has no repentance at all. He just wants to go to the Hall of Valor and brag to the gods about how he killed the Ansa people. Vikings have ears, but Don't listen to anyone at all.
Their blood is also red and turns black when it dries up. How is it different from ours?
If you are afraid, kill a few more. "
The scene went from turmoil, to calmness, to indignation!
With Kent being robbed like this, East Anglia is probably in trouble, and the remaining countries will not be much better. Standing up and fighting is the last chance.
"beat!"
"I'll fight too!"
"When the Vikings retreat, I challenge you to repay your insult to the Mercians."
The Mercian knight who had just been knocked to the ground added a harsh word for the sake of face.
The nobles in the field also responded one after another, and Olan's words finally had an effect.
In the end, the three kings took the lead, and the nobles solemnly swore that they would only negotiate with the Vikings if they sued for peace and handed over hostages, or gave them something of sufficient trust. Otherwise, whoever negotiates would be the sinner who betrayed England. The Three Kingdoms fought together. !
That night, the Northern Army thought, since they entered Kent, they should first settle down here and at the same time send people to the south to see how the battle was going.
And sent an elite force to the border of East Anglia, ready to take action at any time
The letter sent to Wessex was still written by Oran, and the trusted Nanding was sent to help escort it.
Then he asked Ella to lead the soldiers from the three counties back to defend Yorkshire.
Now Yorkshire is also one of the key defensive areas. If Ragnar leads people to march from the northwest, he can pass through Lincoln and reach Yorkshire in a few days.
By then, the entire south of Northumbria will be plundered.
Oran brought Frank and Gliese.
Because both of them are familiar with the southern route
The three of them gathered 700 troops and rushed back overnight to set up defenses.
On the way back to the army, the Vikings were broken into pieces, and intelligence began to spread about sending out multiple squads. Large towns were harassed.
This time, they are the Berserkers led by Ragnar himself.
Compared to the previous Vikings led by Bjorn, they were no less ferocious and at the same time more disciplined.
They cooperated very regularly. When they encountered a town guard with a small number of guards, they would give up directly, or lure them out to attack. When they encountered a town with very loose security, they would say nothing and wait until the moon was high, holding a torch, They rushed into it and burned and killed them.
The last time the Anglo-Sargian coalition defeated the Vikings, hundreds of Viking warriors died.
It took at least five years for every Viking warrior, whether slave or freeman, to survive the cold and snowy Nordic lands and become a warrior capable of going to sea.
This time, they want revenge. They not only want to rob, but also want to enslave the English. As for time... until forever!
On the third day after entering Yorkshire, Oran heard news of an invasion by a Viking squad.
He called two county chiefs to discuss with each other.
Stepping on the soil of Yorkshire, Frank did not have much sympathy for the news of the suffering of the people in the area, so he proposed to hold on. Anyway, some outlying towns had a small population, only one or two hundred people.
When the Vikings came, they fled early. When the Vikings left, they went back to check, and they lost a little food.
But for Gliese, a farmer who can move and talk can harvest in the autumn, loosen the soil in the spring, and provide himself with labor services in summer and winter. These are all his own property.
It would be fine if the Vikings came with a large force, but it sounds like it is just a small team of dozens of people. If that is enough, then the last time Oran made everyone swear an oath to never give in, it became a joke.
Oran's thoughts are the same as Gliese's.
And since he was right, Frank had no room for objection.
"Hit, hit hard."
"Who's going?"
"I."
This time, Olan wants to vent his anger.
On the first day after returning to Yorkshire, Olan gave an order that everyone should keep their armor in their hands except when washing. Even when eating, their weapons should be kept beside me.
An hour later, the men he brought back from Yorkshire, as well as Gliese and Frank's men, came to the bottom of the castle.
Oran put on a rough armor, long boots, a dagger on his waist, and a helmet of the Knights Hospitaller.
Follow Kun Sang and become a member of the queue, looking like a knight captain.
Oran wants to be quick and send all the hospital riders out directly.
Frank and Gliese each led a group of infantry to guard the direction in which the Vikings might move after finishing the robbery.
The invading Vikings numbered only forty, the Oranborne team had forty, and the other two county chiefs also led fifty men each.
After chasing for more than two hours, Oran passed through two towns, only to see that the Vikings' footsteps had faded away.
"Your Excellency, it seems they ran away?" A knight from Gliese acted as a guide and told Oran.
"Can I chase you?"
"Okay, but there are forests and swamps ahead."
"If you are hiding in the forest, you will surround them and set fire to them. If you are hiding in the swamp, you will dismount and kill them."
"this!"
"Can I chase you?"
"That should work."
"Then stop talking nonsense!"
Oran waved his hand, and the Cavaliers continued to ride.
This battle is to kill many horses, and he will kill them all.
Running forward reluctantly, Oran discovered more and more Viking footprints.
Two legs cannot run as fast as four.
But Oran has no obvious advantage in numbers. The Vikings only need to turn the battlefield into a place where horses cannot move easily.
They planned to set up a formation in the forest, but this time, luck was on the side of the Ansa nobles.
A militia team approached from the exit of the forest and started setting fires.
They are vigilante militia.
Organized by men or teenagers who have not been on the battlefield, they patrol the surrounding areas when they are not working.
Now, in areas invaded by the Vikings, nobles and citizens will spontaneously organize such teams.
They defended here early in the morning. When the scouts in front realized that the Vikings might be coming, they activated traps and placed fire and weeds at several exits. Once a fire was set, thick smoke would quickly rise.
If the Vikings still force their way out, they may encounter more traps or be shot by hunters outside.
Hearing the voice of the militia in the distance, Oran also responded.
Both sides were surprised to find that they surrounded the group of Vikings.
"Your Excellency, this forest is short and short. If you look at the smoke, they will be forced out soon." The ring guide knight just said.
The Vikings, who were forced to move forward and retreat, tried to leave through the exit, but the smoke was too heavy and the wind helped the fire. They could not see the way clearly, so they could only retreat in frustration.
The Vikings came out of the forest and formed an armored shield array.
Just like a turtle, it slowly pokes its head out and moves slowly.
"Come and show your loyalty to your Excellency."
Before Kunsang gave the order, a fanatical hospital rider suddenly pulled the horse tightly, then kicked the spurs vigorously, and violently ran over it like a ray of light.
"Long live England for your lordship!"
As the rider galloped, sounds flowed from his visor.
Recently, his old injury has recurred, and he feels that he won't live long, and he also wants to be impressive once again.
The horse crashed directly into the Viking shield, and the impact knocked four people away.
Three Vikings were directly incapacitated to fight.
Other angry Vikings approached and struck hard at the horse and the dented rider.
The rider's blood quickly flowed all over his body, and the war horse also screamed twice. After spurting out a long column of blood, it only trembled, and its eyes and fur quickly lost their luster.
But before the Vikings could shout to Odin, more riders rushed over.
Olan was among them, and Kun Sang cleared the way for him. Olan held his spear between his body and faced a shield formation. After rushing through, the spear broke, but it also broke the turtle shell just like before.
Oran saw a very young shield maiden. She accidentally dropped her weapon, and a silver cross fell from her body.
This is not her belief, but something she just snatched from a peasant girl and killed her with a sword.
After Oran dismounted, he raised a sword light with his backhand and pierced the shield girl's throat with his sword. After the sword tip came out of her body, he pulled it out again.
Then he stepped on the shield girl's face and killed her all the way.
Oran killed another person in an instant.
"Even if one person escapes, it would be a great shame and humiliation!"
