Chapter 51, the King is majestic

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"This is the iron-bone Bjorn." Su Chen secretly looked at Bjorn in front of him. In front of this true king, even Hrov in his gorgeous clothes was just like a clown, dwarfed by him.

"Fill my guests with wine." Bjorn waved and ordered the female slaves to pour wine for the guests. They also used gold and silver wine glasses that they cherished very much.

"Is this wine glass made of pure gold?" Like a country bumpkin who has never seen the world, Hrov picked up the wine glass and asked curiously.

"Yes, this is a souvenir that I brought back when I went on an adventure with my adoptive father to a distant place." Bjorn waved his hand indifferently. His words made Su Chen remember that Bjorn once He was the first legendary Viking warrior to cross the Strait of Gibraltar and go to the Mediterranean to plunder. Could this be the treasure he brought back from the Mediterranean? If you look closely, the patterns on it really have an Italian style.

"His Majesty Bjorn's adventures have been widely spread throughout Northern Europe. I hope that I will have the opportunity to reach your footsteps in the future." Hrov sighed and said from the bottom of his heart, even though he was a mean and stingy person. Lord, but still a Viking at heart.

"You should not follow my footsteps, but should go to a farther place." Ironbone Bjorn laughed, and his loud voice echoed throughout the hall.

"There, as the son of Ragnar, a legend among the Vikings, if you can achieve half of your achievements, you will be enough to gain a place in the Hall of Valor." Hrov said with shame, but his voice almost fell. A sarcastic voice came from the side door.

"But you chose the closest territory to carry out a raid. How shameful!" The person who walked in from the side door was Visbyar. It seems that although he proposed an alliance, he still has a grudge against Hrov. Yu Huai.

"Visbijjar, I just followed the tradition of the Norse. The real adventure will unfold." Hrov did not want to lose face in front of the great Bjorn, and he shouted back with his hands on his hips. .

"Oh, a man who has never even raided Britain dares to speak so brazenly." Visbijar said sarcastically.

"Britain has been crowded with too many Norse people. I need money and time to plan a greater raid." Hrov said loudly.

While the two lords were arguing like children, Iron Bone Bjorn looked at them without saying a word, like a kind old man watching two juniors fighting for toys.

"That's enough. I don't want to listen to your unrealistic and empty words. If you still want to ally with me, it's best to hand over the gift, and then we make an oath in front of the great Iron Bone Bjorn." Visbyar said impatiently.

"Of course, of course I brought a gift, and it's a gift you've never seen before." Hrov said confidently.

"Wait a minute." But at this moment, Iron Bone Bjorn stretched out his hand and said to the two of them. His voice was not loud, but everyone naturally held their breath and focused on his words.

"Oh, His Majesty Bjorn?" Hrov and Visbijjar were both surprised. They looked at Bjorn almost at the same time.

"Actually, what I'm more curious about your alliance is how you, Hrov, were able to plunder the entire island of Gotland with only thirty or forty men. You must know that Visbijjar's army is several times larger than yours." Bjorn's face was full of curiosity, his eyes were fixed on Hrolov and he asked him.

"This, of course, my soldiers are more elite." Hrov didn't know the whole process of how Suchen defeated Visbyar. As a lord, he only focused on searching for the treasures brought back by the soldiers.

"Is that so?" Iron Bone Bjorn was obviously not satisfied with this answer. Seeing his disappointed expression, Hrov was a little nervous. Just when he subconsciously looked around, he saw Su Chen standing aside. An idea struck.

"I happen to have a soldier here who participated in the whole process. He will personally describe the whole process. I believe it will satisfy Your Majesty." Hrov said to Bjorn, and the eyes of several people immediately fell on Su Chen.

"It's you, the one who plundered Fowler Village and killed my berserkers." When Visbiar saw Suchen, he immediately remembered that he had killed himself in the battle at the entrance of Fowler Village. The North warrior, who had berserkers under his command, couldn't help but blurt out.

"Oh, you actually killed the berserkers?" Even Bjorn was slightly surprised at this time. You must know that the berserkers on the battlefield are extremely terrifying. Few people can kill them alone, and those who can kill Berserkers are, without exception, powerful Viking warriors.

"You killed the Berserker?" Hrov was also shocked, he didn't know about it.

"That's right, but that can only be considered a fluke. I almost died in the hands of the berserkers from Visbiar." Su Chen answered sincerely. In fact, it was indeed the case. If the berserkers hadn't been careless, and Wag With Si's repeated interference, he might not even have the chance to wield his hidden blade.

"Oh, I didn't expect that I would be able to recruit a young and brave warrior like you in my Monceau Palace. This is my honor. Come on, tell me how you did all this." Tiegubiyo En suddenly became interested, and he immediately had tables and chairs brought in for Su Chen and others, and ordered them to sit down and enjoy the food and wine while telling him the whole process.

Su Chen also began to talk about his plan and process unceremoniously, but he cleverly made everything vague and vague as Khrov's plan, and he was just executing it faithfully, so that he could transfer the hatred value. It came to Hrov, and Hrov was in trouble and couldn't tell. He couldn't say in front of Bjorn that he didn't know anything about it.

"Using the sound of the horn to cover up the sound of retreat and confuse the enemy is a clever trick, but how do you keep the horn blowing?" Ironbone Bjorn interrupted Su Chen's story curiously and asked him .

"This is my secret. Your Majesty, please don't continue to pry." Su Chen smiled and said mysteriously.

"Oh, that's it, I understand." Iron-bone Bjorn stopped asking questions after hearing this, and Su Chen was always very eloquent and explained the entire raid process. Even Visbijjar later He was also fascinated by what he heard, completely forgetting that the target of the other party's raid was his own territory.

"So you actually led us around the island. Was that your plan from the beginning?" Visbiar said angrily.

"This is Master Hrov's plan, I just followed it." Su Chen said modestly, completely ignoring the black line on Hrov's face, and looking at Hrov's deflated look with the corner of his eyes, I felt a little happy in my heart. Of course, I only got back a little bit of interest. I was besieged by wolves in the canyon and almost died. I would not let it go so easily.

"Hmph." Visbyar glanced at Hrov with hatred, and Hrov coughed softly, regretting in his heart why he brought Suchen to the Monceau Palace.

"Did Hrov tell you in advance to use cowhide as a springboard and an ax as a rope?" All this fell into Bjorn's eyes, and he even found the young North warrior Ulf in front of him interesting. So he continued to ask.

"Your Majesty knows very well!" Su Chen took a thoughtful look at Gudmundel, who had been standing in the shadow behind Bjorn's throne, but the other party smiled at him and even raised his own The incomplete left hand shook toward him.

"Of course it can't be planned in advance. Everything is the result of a sudden change." Su Chen slowly said to everyone.

"Hmph, although you used cunning tactics to plunder my territory, I still have to say that you did a good job. If I had a smart and brave subordinate like you, I would definitely go to Britain or a wider place to carry out adventures. ." Visbiar said sincerely, for the North people, any brave and witty behavior is worthy of appreciation, even if the other party is one's enemy.

"Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Visbyar." Su Chen also paid respect in return.

"Okay, this is really a good story. I dare say that even if it is told to the father of the gods in the Valhalla Temple, it will not be inferior. For this wonderful adventure story, let us start the banquet." Bonebjorn stood up, clapped his generous palms, and ordered to his slaves.