The flame of revenge has made Oran lose his mind.
The energy in his body kept draining away, and every time he swung the sword, his heart beat faster.
But the excitement brought about by killing people made him want to stop.
Killing is such a fucking joy.
The fallen corpse only fueled his anger.
He can still kill!
Keng--
When killing someone, Olan Ping swept his sword past, first hitting the round shield in the person's hand, and then continued to press forward after the sharp immortal sword made a long mark.
"careful!"
Kunsang had been paying attention to Olan. When he saw someone shooting arrows at Olan's back, he directly raised a square shield that could cover half a man's height and rushed over to hold it in front.
The flying arrow missed and was caught by Kunsang. Olan had nothing to worry about and could only focus on the insects in front of him.
Poof.
When the Immortal Sword cut down another person, the person's blood dyed his armor red, and even flew into his eyes through the ventilated part of the visor.
When he opened his eyes again, he raised his sword angrily and stabbed the corpse again.
boom!
Around Oran, some of the Vikings who had no time to form a shield formation and were directly run over by the hospital riders' horses began to flee.
But the forest smoke could no longer enter, so it could only forcefully rush towards Oran.
But this side of Oran is full of open ground, with no objects to cover it.
"Fight to the end! Don't be a coward!"
The leader of this team raised his sword high, but in an instant, he was hit by a flying axe. If the buckler in his hand had been delayed a little longer, a big hole would have been opened between his eyes.
The leader asked the remaining Vikings to gather together and form a final shield formation.
One more second is worth a second, one more person killed is one more person.
Thor, the great god Odin, and the heroes of Valhalla, here we come!"
Seeing this scene, Oran suddenly felt very tired. He took off his helmet and greedily breathed in the fresh air outside.
His hands felt so heavy, as if they didn't belong to him. He could no longer wield the Immortal Sword, and his will to fight had cooled down.
At this time, the troops led by Frank also felt the approach. There were twenty of them. They took a shortcut and rushed all the way.
As he approached the forest, he smelled strong smoke and human blood.
He asked the team to stay alert and move forward. In fact, he was close to Oran just as he was about to start, but he deliberately slowed down and delayed his appearance for nearly ten minutes.
"Your Excellency, this was a good fight."
After Frank appeared, he asked his men and horses to help the hospital riders to surround the last seven-man Viking shield formation.
Oran looked at Frank coldly, "You're fucking blocking my view!"
"ah!"
Frank was caught off guard by the bad words and had to take a few steps sideways.
Then Oran called out, "Crossbowman."
The shield formation composed of seven people only needed a few rounds of arrows to greet them, and three more people fell down, and then the formation dispersed.
They ran away, some throwing tomahawks, others holding long swords and slashing at the nearest target.
Fifteen seconds later, seven people fell down in different postures.
A battle loss of one to five.
Oran's side lost eight men, while all forty of the Vikings were destroyed.
Olan remembered the blunder just now, and called the little fat man over with a twitch of his fingers, and then patted him on the shoulder with his blood-red palm, "It's up to you to deal with the aftermath, dear County Sheriff Frank, my most loyal partner."
"Yes, Your Excellency." Frank had no room for discussion.
When Olan returned to the castle, he felt like his body was being hollowed out.
His Immortal Sword was almost broken. It was not a holy sword. If it was cut down again, it would be broken into two pieces just now.
The blacksmith immediately came to him, took it, and repaired it.
The heads of the Vikings were also brought back, thrown in front of the square, and burned in a fire.
The Vikings were not scary, Oran was teaching them that.
The surviving rider is commended.
Oran promised them that as soon as the war was over, he would ask the king to reward them with land.
Olan didn't say clearly where to share the reward here, but he already had a target in mind - Frank's territory.
This son of a prostitute is not qualified to hold the position of Sheriff and should be given to his own subordinates.
Go to hell you.
As he stepped into the resting room, a voice flashed in his head.
"Your vassal 'Nandin Vijay' has achieved results that cannot be ignored. The military prestige of the White Eagle Territory has been matched by his bravery, making the nobles of Wessex aware of your greatness."
Didn't Nanding go to deliver the letter?
Oran found out what happened four days later.
It turned out that on the way to deliver the message, Nanding's team encountered "Halfdan White Shirt" coming ashore from Hastings.
The Vikings were accustomed to invading in late summer, when they were most familiar with the North Sea currents.
After a few months of going back and forth, we will experience the autumn harvest time, and this group of Angsa sheep will have more money than before.
Therefore, summer is their usual time to go to war.
But no matter how familiar the ocean currents are, sailing the sea with this kind of unprotected dragon boat will cause damage every time, more or less.
Ragnar made it ashore unscathed this time, but he used up his family's luck.
A force of six hundred men was led by his son, Halfdan the White.
It was divided into two landings, each with 300 people.
But the first wave of ships encountered a storm at sea, and one-third of the people sank directly to the bottom.
The other two-thirds, hungry and tired, finally made it ashore, only to encounter Nanding's Ansa army.
One hundred and fifty men who had recuperated their strength went to fight the Viking soldiers who were still half alive.
The final result was that Unsa's side suffered a 1:2 battle loss in exchange for the capture of Halfdan in the first wave ashore...
It would be a few days before complete information about the battle would be returned.
But at this time, Olan was immersed in the prompts.
Because his military focus has been broken!
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Defender (5.2/10)—Master of defense.
Comprehension Points (5.0)—When you reach 5, you can choose to trigger abilities such as Warrior, Swordsman, Hunter, and Knight.
Halfdan, as one of the seven most powerful lords under the Sea King, captured him and directly helped Oran obtain a large number of enlightenment points.
Four icons, knight, hunter, swordsman, and strongman.
Olan feels that his equestrian ability is sufficient for now, and he can't always chase the enemy for hundreds of miles.
Archery ability, this kind of short- to medium-range killing ability, is not what he urgently needs.
Between the strongman and the swordsman, he hesitated for a long time, and finally chose the swordsman.
Silver Sword Illustration - Swordsman: Enhance swordsmanship practical experience.
When this pattern was triggered, Olan's whole body twitched, and then he couldn't stop feeling nauseated...
His brain hurt so much, and a lot of fighting scenes emerged.
This rough and direct indoctrination method can make the body's nerves remember it and allow his reaction to keep up.
This time the "Defender" hurt even more than the last time, and it was even more uncomfortable.
"Your Excellency!" After hearing the noise, the servant rushed in, saw Olan's body shaking, and quickly called for someone to come over.
Oran's eyes contracted violently, and the monks accompanying the army hurried over, preparing to use bloodletting...
"If you dare to open a wound on Your Excellency, I will chop your body into pieces!"
After Kunsang came in, he ordered the castle to be on alert.
Olan once told Kunsang that if he suddenly fell ill (his ability improved), just ask him to send someone to guard him.
Kunsang believed in Oran's words.
After more than an hour, Olan finally woke up and let out a long breath.
He felt full of strength and coordination.
When he clenched his fists, his bones cracked.
Kunsang carefully helped Olan up and asked, "Are you okay?"
"Kunsang, I want to kill people, and I want to kill more Vikings."
Tens of thousands of sword swings and hundreds of fierce battles flashed through my mind just now.
With the defender and swordsman, Olan feels that if he holds the sword now, he has entered the state of a master with both offense and defense.
One of the romances of men is fighting.
He wants to capture another Viking leader to improve his abilities...
When Oran walked out of the hall, the soldiers of the Hospital Regiment outside finally breathed a sigh of relief.
That night, Oran celebrated killing so many Vikings and ordered all the wine to be taken out of the kitchen, just like Kangliese.
The equipment stolen from the Vikings was enough to make up for the battle losses.
So Oran had the property found on them returned to the robbed village, and recruited more than a dozen militiamen.
"To England."
In the hall, Olan was the first to raise his glass, and then everyone watched him take the first sip, and they also drank.
The swordsman also gained a lot of strength, not only making up for the strength he lost in the morning, but also increasing it by more than a third.
His shortcoming before was strength. Even if his defensive ability improved, he still couldn't hold on for too long against an expert who was too strong.
But now my body coordination has increased, and my strength and speed have grown significantly.
The wine glass in his hand became lighter, and the look he looked at others became more proud.
Are you worthy of drinking at my table?
waste!
Olan began to hear hallucinations. At this time, he still didn't understand what impact improving his physical combat ability would have on his character in the short term.
Except for him and the soldiers led by White Eagle, the other nobles were very depressed.
During the process, a woman's screams were heard from time to time. It was Gliese's sister, that crazy woman.
After the meal, Oran entered the woman's room.
She was tied to a chair, and the servants used ropes to restrict her behavior, but they did not dare to hurt her too much.
This time she really had a crazy attack, which was very scary.
Olan looked at the food on the ground and her body that was even thinner than last time. He called the maid away, moved a chair closer, and then took the food from the table.
He forcefully opened the woman's mouth and forced the porridge down.
The woman still bit Olan this time, but she was unable to cause much harm to him as his physical fitness improved.
The two were in a stalemate for a long time, and a few hours passed quickly...Olan finally got rid of the discomfort of lifting his body.
This was why he was so keen on taking care of this woman.
At this time, the woman did not resist as fiercely as before, and her mind had recovered somewhat.
The carpet was already wet with countless amounts of porridge, and the servant brought another bowl. When Olan was fed for the twelfth time, she finally drank it.
"For a husband as great as mine to feed you all night long, you should bear this in mind."
"Look at what you look like."
After saying these two sentences, Olan's eyelids became heavier, and finally he sat opposite the woman and slowly fell asleep.
The retinue who was taking care of Oran outside the house kept the door ajar to prevent him from being hurt.
When Olan fell asleep, the soldier opened the door wider, and finally only saw the strange couple, both sleeping on their chairs.
...
Five days later, information about Nanding's heroic victory over Halfdan came back. Kunsang was so jealous that he almost killed someone to vent his anger.
But three days later, another piece of news came back from the Southern Army that made Olan extremely dissatisfied.
Alfred and his men robbed Halfdan!
Rumors come and go, and Oran can only wait for Nanding to come back before asking him what happened.
Ragnar landed in East Anglia in mid-October and remained there until early November.
There are no large-scale battles, but there are medium-sized battles with less than 500 people, and small-scale battles with less than 100 people.
News spread that the three kings in the north had sworn not to talk to the Vikings.
Whenever the nobles on both sides met, it almost always ended with the other side being wiped out.
The sheep have endured for a hundred years, and the time has come for them to rise up and challenge the wolves.
On November 8, Ragnar established a false king of East Anglia. This man was the queen's cousin, but was not recognized by any Ansa town.
Oran ushered in his shining moment, and his swordsmanship was outstanding on the battlefield.
He accepted Ella's recruitment, cooperated with the Queen's army, and captured this young and cowardly thirteen-year-old puppet king directly on the battlefield.
The queen wanted to let him go, but Oran said, "Only God can forgive a life-and-death feud. This guy voted for the Vikings, and he is our enemy. Which lord here has not been hurt by the Vikings? If so, come forward. Let him forgive.”
Everyone in the audience was unharmed, and then Olan looked at the young man and said, "Put him in a sack and let the Lord judge him!"
The method of trial was also very simple. He was thrown from a seven-meter-high sentry tower three times in a row.
After opening it, Oran simply said, "The Lord did not forgive him."
He killed the queen's relatives and acted arbitrarily, and there were more and more rumors about him.
On November 12, the Northern Army and the Three Kingdoms issued the highest mobilization order.
Oran took people back to Northumbria and drafted a letter to the Scottish lords in the name of the king and the palace, asking them to help defend the north coast and avoid The Irish Viking team came straight down from the north.
At the same time, an edict against thieves was also drafted.
He used the most expensive and best lambskin, which was written in three languages: Latin, local English, and Frankish.
Gold decorations are attached to the paper. After writing, the wax seal is not stamped, but the golden white eagle seal and the seal of King Ella are used.
The content is full of the brutality of the Vikings and the heroic resistance of the king and nobles. It also calls on all God’s leaders to help England and fulfill Charlemagne’s unfinished wish.
He stayed up all day and copied fifteen copies himself. And let the merchants take it with them and send it to the surrounding lords as quickly as possible.
This letter was called the "Golden Seal Edict" because of its appearance.
All the lords who saw the contents of the letter were shocked.
It not only mentions how to deal with the daily life of this war.
He also said, "Right faith and heresy cannot coexist. Evil and greed come from the east and corrupt everything. All servants of God should resist and form a crusade to wipe out these northern elders!"
Launching the North Sea Crusade in the name of God, Oran proposed this special and novel concept.
On November 14, the Confederate Army delayed reinforcements from the north. Ragnar's two thousand men finally broke through Lincolnshire. However, they did not drive straight into Mercia. Instead, they turned south and crossed the original route in just a few days. "Essex (now a county)" marched to the city of London in one go.
Their goal was to force the southern army to negotiate and break up the agreement between the three kings in the north.
The Vikings who entered London implemented a cleaning policy, killing all men who could resist (anyone over fourteen years old, or over one and a half meters in length), leaving only the old and weak who were not a threat, and enslaved them to perform various labor services.
On November 17, Halfdan, whom Alfred snatched, was taken away by the king's men for peace talks with the Vikings.
The king, who was seriously ill, did not want his younger brother to increase his prestige and wanted to personally direct the battle.
On November 22, King Æthelred personally led the main force to meet the Viking lions in the east of London.
