The stench spreads. If you lock hundreds of people in a house or other hidden space, they will eat and drink.
The smell of human breath, excrement, sweat, and a little baking from the sun will soon fill the air with a strange smell.
The soldiers hid around Lincolnshire Fort in mills, churches, warehouses and other inconspicuous rooms.
The businessmen and guests coming and going from the celebration hardly knew what was about to happen. Many people are quite hopeful that in the next two weeks, they will be able to earn the money and supplies they need for this winter.
Outside the house, there were celebrations from morning to night, and the soldiers could only wait. Anyone who tries to peek will be slapped back by the veteran in the team or the commander.
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"Your Majesty has issued a death warrant. Put your thoughts aside. After this battle is over, you can strip these Vikings naked, find a bitch, and sleep for three days!" A manor owner directly under the king used violence. Suppress your subordinates with words and let yourself express your tension.
The darkness of night exudes the unknown, and people swallow more often. The moon comes down through the clouds, and with the torches outside, you can vaguely feel the movements of the people around you.
I have to take a shot, but I don’t know when to take the shot. The nervousness makes many people even pick up their skin.
The footsteps in the town became lighter, merchants began to close their stalls, the songs of celebration stopped coming, and the day was about to pass like this again.
The wind suddenly became stronger! It was a wind coming from the sea. This wind blows at the strongest speed and can stir up torrents in the ocean and tear the land in half.
Wu - the trumpet sounded, and the soldiers held their weapons. Those who did not have swords, axes, and guns held sticks.
Keep chanting
"Jehovah". As recruited militiamen and private soldiers, some people just want to survive. Screams echoed around, and hundreds of firelights shot out.
There are viking laughter everywhere, there are too many treasures, dozens of times more than the previous town, and there are businessmen and women everywhere.
"Find Joan of Arc and the Queen for me!"
"Odin!" When a group of soldiers rushed into the church where the celebration had just been held, their bodies were chopped down with heavy weapons!
Berry, who was observing from a high tower in the dark, gave the order to attack! The princess and important people had already moved to the safety of the highest tower in the town.
She stood with Joan of Arc, and they both raised their heads and prayed. There is a row of huge seven-meter-high cross wooden stakes next to Zhi. When the torch is thrown away, when it touches the kerosene on the wooden stakes, the light around the saint is as bright as day.
"The Lord has the same name as you. The flame of the Holy Cross will wipe out all sins and defend our homeland!" The saint ate the latest poisonous mushroom fruit provided by Oran's men. Her lips glowed blood red, her pupils shrank violently, and she entered a state of fantasy. .
Wei An was a little scared when she saw this madness, but she still raised her arms and prayed with the saint. The suppressed soldiers of God were completely released at this moment.
The Vikings have better skills and physical strength, but they have more people, are more prepared, and have the blessing of the saint.
Many Vikings had just stuffed their belongings on their bodies, but in the blink of an eye their bodies were knocked to the ground. Archers from England show off their skills in various hidden locations in the town.
The knights and nobles raised their spears and engaged in hand-to-hand combat in a more open area. The names of Jehovah and Odin come and go.
One side is for faith, the other side is for profit. There was a clang of mail hitting each other, and the archer's shoulder was about to be broken.
The strong Vikings fell one after another, blood everywhere. Even if they trade one for two, this group of Vikings is not a good deal.
Zi Alger paid attention to the movements of enemy nobles and knights on the battlefield. He knew that this group of Catholics would often collapse as soon as they lost their leader, so he immediately ordered his men to assemble in a shield formation and press in the direction of these nobles.
Arrows and other throwing weapons flew back and forth, and many people on both sides were hit by the weapons. However, Angsa soldiers prepared for many days in advance and had sufficient combat supplies.
The king mobilized all the archery soldiers and suppressed them for three consecutive rounds. The arrows rained out with great momentum.
A person's courage is directly and inversely proportional to the fighting trend. When the Vikings began to retreat, the Lord's attack began to press forward.
No matter how strict the arrangements are, once a person is ignited by hatred, it will be difficult to calm down. The king had previously ordered that if a Viking beheaded, they would be rewarded, turning them from protecting their homeland to wanting to make a fortune.
The Vikings are afraid of cold arrows in the dark, but they are not afraid of you coming up to attack them. When the Lord's soldiers and the Vikings surrounded each other, the Vikings regained a slight disadvantage.
They had just finished their blood sacrifice, and their craziness and ferocity were far beyond those of ordinary Viking warriors. Since you are surrounded, fight to the death to meet the god Odin.
The knight pierced the Viking's body with his long sword and spear, but before he died, the Viking also used a short ax to smash the knight's head!
The huge cross fire let everyone know the location of the princess and the saint!
"There!" Alger went crazy and ordered everyone to abandon everything and run towards the fire. Destroy this dog cross and destroy the enemy!
The thought of fighting made their blood freeze! The Valkyries in the sky were watching. Death was nothing. Valkyrie would come down to welcome her soul to the Kingdom of God.
Zhi and the others quickly changed their formation and directly penetrated a gap in the front. The Catholic soldiers on both sides were unable to shake the Vikings... These hundreds of people fought continuously for almost a year, and each of them had more than five old and new wounds.
Not inferior to the strongest Berserker. Wei An was dumbfounded, holding the handrail, and beside her was Sheriff Otto.
Otto saw the princess like this and stepped forward to steady the woman's shoulders, but was thrown away with a backhand.
"Why don't you go help Berry?"
"Your Excellency Oran and the King, please let me protect you and the Saint."
The benefit of “there’s someone above me.” Oran also made arrangements for this ally, placing him in the safest place. As long as he wins, he will have a share of the credit.
"I don't need your protection. As the master of the kingdom, I order you to help immediately."
"Your Majesty, then you need to give me a real document with the king's seal." Seeing the princess's pretense, Otto also put aside his desire to pity her.
Sooner or later, I will teach you a lesson in bed...
"What to do, Lord Berry!"
"Madman!" Berry stood in the direction of Alger's charge. He could see that these demons relied on a breath of energy to support them, and all they had to do was destroy the energy.
Holding the knight's sword, Berry pointed the sword tip down, swung it along the ground, and led a hundred soldiers to fight against Alger.
During the battle, he saw a peasant soldier beside him who had been forcibly summoned. He was very brave and pointed the long sword he picked up at the Vikings.
And almost every sword.
"Who?" He asked a squad leader behind him during the fight.
"I found him from a village." The troop dispatcher saw that the farmer's face was almost completely disfigured and he looked scary. He could intimidate the enemy, so he recruited him. "Berry is confident that his sword is very fast.
But under the dark night and being in a fierce battlefield, people's movements cannot be too precise. But this peasant soldier didn't know what magic he used.
He pointed the sword up or down, and made several large swings, so that the Vikings on the opposite side seemed unable to see him.
The peasant soldiers looked in the direction of the leaders headed by Alger.
"Twelve meters!"
"Ten and a half meters!"
"10% sure!" Perfect! Berry was instantly attracted by this smooth movement and was distracted by it. But the peasant soldier suddenly covered his chest and gasped for air, as if he had very serious internal injuries.
The frightened Vikings next to Zinong soldiers seized the opportunity and chopped them off with an axe. The peasant soldier glared back, the expression on his face making the Viking lose his accuracy.
It was too ugly. The skin around his eyes was covered with fire-like scars and wounds. His lips were completely damaged and his nose was severely deformed. In short, his facial features were no longer human-like.
I don’t know what kind of injuries he suffered and how much willpower he had to survive. This man is very strong! This thought flashed through the mind of the Viking soldier, and then his soul was separated from his body.
The man suppressed a cough, swung his sword, and then dodged into other queues. On the edge of the battle, the two sides were fighting, but the soldiers of God had already gained the upper hand. If Alger could not rush over in the shortest time, they would be completely wiped out.
"Knock me over!"
"Ah!" Princess Wei'an couldn't stay any longer. And keep doing it and taking it for a long time
"Poison" Joan of Arc fell to the ground in a coma, her body overstretched. More than a thousand people fought, and the sound caused by their heavy footsteps on the ground spread from the town to the surrounding forest.
The princess retreated towards the king who had been further behind. Otto, with Joan of Arc, refused to fight and continued to protect the princess.
There was a loud bang, and when the cross of fire reached its peak, the whole thing disintegrated and fell, with sparks flying everywhere. The difference in numbers was too big, and the losses in the battle of attrition ahead were huge. The Vikings were able to break out one by one.
It's early morning. Oran rushed to the battlefield, met with Otto, and took over the command from King Bergred.
The battle was won, but the gap was huge, with a loss of more than 500 people. By noon, after being exposed to the sun, the stench of these corpses will be mixed with the excrement, which can irritate the nasal cavity even several kilometers away.
Corpses in mail. The monks of the army walked back and forth holding torches, chanting holy names on each corpse.
The sea breeze receded and the wolf fled. In addition to the Catholic soldiers, you can also see Viking items, coins, armbands, dolls, etc. scattered everywhere.
"You bastard, in the last wave, if you bring people to support, you can completely surround them!" In front of the king, Berry suddenly punched Otto.
Berry's cousin died in the battle, and the most serious injury on Otto's side was just a scratch from a fall while escaping.
"I wanted to protect the princess and the saint, and I did it. They were unharmed. Do you think that a knight can just rush into battle on the battlefield? It is also loyal and courageous to accurately complete the orders of His Majesty the King."
"A true noble will not shirk his responsibilities. Your Majesty, I ask for his punishment." Seeing Otto's face, Berry wanted to apply for a duel.
There was a commotion among the knights around Otto, who had not yet received the credit, and started shouting at the people around Berry.
The "condemned" king's face was not very good. In fact, he sent the people in front to report back and forth. After knowing that the Vikings were going crazy, he was also afraid and did not bring his two hundred men over, which was why he fought so hard.
