Winchester.
When the sun came down in the morning, the servants and Nujuan who lived next to the royal family were the first to feel the abnormality.
Soldiers with thick arms, wearing leather armor and covered with sweat, were working together to put the "big stone" on the wheel and pull it with animal power to the middle of the square and the church.
When the farmer saw this, he stopped wielding his plow and manure fork.
When the businessman saw it, he held the small scale still.
The monk saw it and put his hand on the cross on his chest.
These are the twelve days since the new king came to power.
People welcomed the first gift from the king to the people.
Twelve inscriptions made of poured copper alloy and supported by wooden pillars are written in five languages: Latin, Greek, Frankish, local English, and Danish.
Alfred stood high and looked at the pointing fingers of the people below.
Next to him is the knight Miba from the city of Rome.
"His Majesty."
"I prefer you to call me: close comrade-in-arms."
"That was before. Now you are the master of England and have a distinguished status."
"England now has at least ten masters."
"Soon they were guests, then enemies, then losers."
After a few words of flattery, Miba turned his gaze away and looked at the bronze monument.
"Are you imitating the Twelve Cards in Roman times?" he asked.
"This is a great initiative by our ancestors. I want to erect these bronze medals forever so that my descendants and even my enemies can see and understand the importance of 'law'."
Alfred Twin is full of light.
After the Viking Rebellion, the country was fragmented. He wanted to use law and the army to unite people first, and then implement the benevolent politics in his mind.
"'The authority of law is not merely to make, but to execute.' This is what 'Cicero' said, and I remember that you liked him very much and read all his works."
"There were many people who served as rulers of the Roman Empire, but there are only a few whose names can be mentioned repeatedly after thousands of years. He is one of them."
Around these copper stones, a small stone pillar was erected with the origin written on it.
In the following days, the "Twelve Tables of Bronze" became a rumor and spread throughout the kingdom.
People who came to visit the new king spread the king's ambitions through word of mouth or pen records.
There were even monks who, after being received by Alfred and given holy scriptures,
He was praised as "the last of the Romans".
After the king heard this title, he objected on the spot, but miraculously, "this word" appeared from time to time in subsequent records of royal documents.
The king saw it many times but never proposed changes...
The Twelve Tables record summonses, trials, paternity, guardianships, etc.
Alfred used it and combined it with his Book of Doom to re-establish the twelve laws.
One of the bronze medals contains a quotation praising the king, to the effect of linking Alfred to justice.
Subtly, the people "deified" him sooner or later.
He does the same thing as Oran, but he comes from a higher level and is more shameless.
Miba agreed with the king and didn't feel anything unusual.
His mission here is to assist this old friend, but he didn't expect him to succeed in taking power so quickly!
In the south of England, as a special envoy of the Holy See, I can do many things.
As a knight noble of the Imbilia Peninsula, his hometown was also invaded by the "Crescent Cultists".
The help of powerful allies is urgently needed.
The letter he had previously sent to the Pope seemed to have arrived at the church.
He sincerely hopes that the next time he receives a reply, it will be a reply from the Pope approving the establishment of the "Knights Templar".
He hated Oran, but he liked the scene where Oran barked orders at the hospital knights and told them about the good deeds of the knights.
If the Knights were regarded as a political entity, they would acquire heretical lands and gain governance rights.
He will become as great as Alfred.
Even as the king made every effort to restore stability and production in the territory, he did not stop his plan to regain the western territory.
Oran, Guthrum, and the king's nobles attacked separately.
After Lagertha met with Oran, she took away three hundred people and openly broke with Bjorn.
He also secretly informed the people of Oran about the movement of the warrior army.
Bjorn's vision of crossing Mercia and uniting with his father and brother failed.
He was fiercely attacked by Aku and Sheriff Fore. If he fought back, he would be dragged down by more Ansa soldiers and trapped in the mud.
If they retreat further, their morale will be dissipated, or they may even be driven out completely, and they will retreat to the surrounding mountains of Wales again.
While he was still hesitating, the Viking warriors belonging to the Dan people under his command were greatly shaken.
Guthrum's men seized Halfdan and rushed from behind.
Treat this once powerful king as a worm that can be pinched easily.
He must use his life to recruit the Dan people who were once loyal to him to surrender.
Some Unsa people who saw Halfdan for the first time were unable to associate him with the rumored monster with three heads and six arms.
His characteristic white shirt and robe are missing, and his face is weak. He is covered with a black robe, and the shackles are fixed under the robe.
If he resists, he will be stabbed by the invisible spear behind him at any time.
There is a young man beside him with a similar face, only seventeen years old.
He was Halfdan's favorite son.
This redemption is under his command.
Oran deceived the young man, and after redemption, the whole team was sold back to Guthrum.
The boy tried his best to protect his father, but was captured.
Then, like a falcon, he was kept hooded for a long time, restricting his gaze, and only being released when needed.
This was Guthrum's way of venting all the evil deeds Halfdan and the Snake Eyes had done for the throne of the Danites.
The sunlight made it painful for the young man to fully open his eyes.
There were sounds of ridicule all around.
The name of the late king of Denmark passed through the young man's ears, and he did not know the grudges of the previous generation.
But he tried hard to listen to the source of the sound and distinguish the locations of Oran and Guthrum.
"God Odin protects me..."
He chanted silently in his mind, gathered strength, and activated his breathing and muscles.
As his twins became more accustomed to the bright light, they finally saw Oran and Guthrum.
This young man, Olan, was very impressive and very capable.
"You can survive and become a subordinate of Grand Duke Guthrum, if you show enough sincerity."
Oran said this, but in his heart he desperately wanted to see father and son kill each other, and then exaggerate the matter to let other leaders know that Lage's family was fighting among themselves, rebelling against his son and killing his father. They were basically a bastard family.
Halfdan said nothing, any words would be seen as weakness.
If he will die, it will be Odin's will.
He called the boy's name, and when the son saw his father's eyes, he understood everything.
He unclenched his fists and stopped talking.
It's really boring. It's useless to beg for mercy, and it's useless to kill each other. What use do you think you insects have?
Oran fantasizes about picking up the "Hammer of Holy War" and smashing Halfdan to pieces with one hammer.
The father and son were very tough, but Halfdan's son was not the only one who was caught and ransomed.
The Viking leader was like a stallion, conquering a tribe and sleeping with its noble women.
Halfdan had his first child when he was fourteen years old, and to this day, he has more children with more names than he can remember.
Oran chose another sixteen-year-old boy whose mother had been favored by Halfdan, and who had been with him for training since he turned twelve.
Then Oran and Gusrum called everyone away and picked an open space, leaving behind two teenagers who were one year apart.
Oran threw down a long sword and asked someone to light a small piece of beeswax and put it away. He then said, "I like the duel between warriors. No one will fall after it is burned out, just you Blood Eagles!"
The boy who was one year younger looked at his half-brother and picked up the sword first.
Give me the sword and swing it at them!
The brother's eyes said it all, but there was a soldier who kept fanning the candle.
The candles are getting shorter and shorter, symbolizing the passing of life.
The younger boy knew the horror of the Blood Eagle very well.
He once performed this torture on a woman who resisted him. At that time, he only thought it was fun and it was interesting for the woman to cry.
When it was his turn, his trousers and robes were about to get wet...
"Thor gives you power, Odin watches you, the Valkyries embrace you, hurry up!"
Oran waved his hand, and a section of the candle was instantly pinched off, leaving only a tiny bit. God's spear was also aimed at the two of them.
The last swing of the sword was consistent with the frequency of the candle extinguishing.
The younger boy killed his older brother who had protected him.
But then another section of candle was taken out and relit.
Oran said in surprise, "It's too terrible. Killing a relative is contrary to morality, and you do it to an unarmed person. Odin will not protect you."
Oran pointed his hand into the distance. The surviving boy turned around and saw that his father was being restrained and looking at him.
At this moment, the boy's defense completely collapsed.
“This is the beginning of atonement for the evil deeds you have done, welcome into the arms of God,
I will give you your father's token, go see your uncle, and take away the people who are loyal to your father, and you will be reborn, otherwise your name will be written on the pillar of shame, and you will kill your relatives and animals, and the seven evils will not be forgiven. "
