"What kind of honor is it?" Hrov had a premonition of something bad, but curiosity still drove him to ask.
"Accept the Blood Eagle. Only in this way can you wash away your crimes and re-enter the Valhalla Temple." Ulf said to Hrov calmly, but his calm tone made him shudder.
"Blood eagle?" Everyone was silent. Although blood eagle is the only punishment that can atone for sins, not everyone can accept the blood eagle punishment without letting out a miserable howl. This is an unbearable torture for ordinary people. .
However, Ulf did not give Hrov any choice. He could either accept the punishment of the blood eagle or be executed like a slave without holding any weapon in his hand.
"Dong dong dong~~~." The drum sounded again, but this time it was for the execution of Hrov. Two wooden pillars were placed on the altar. The victim would be naked and put his hands on the altar. On the wooden pillar, enduring great pain, the executioner will use a sharp knife to cut open the back, break off the ribs one by one, and spread them on the back like wings, and then the internal organs will be placed on the shoulders. Like an eagle squatting on a branch with folded wings.
"Woo~~." Hrov stood beside the altar, his body trembling, and he walked towards the two wooden pillars in the cold wind under the gaze of everyone.
"Are you ready?" Ulf stepped forward and said to Hrov, but Hrov's face was pale and his lips were trembling slightly.
But two North warriors had already stepped forward. They grabbed Hrov and placed him between the wooden pillars. An executioner stood behind Hrov with a sharp knife.
"Ah~~." The sharp knife suddenly pierced Hrov's back, and Hrov let out a scream. The biting pain made him tremble uncontrollably, and then his nose and tears flowed down. This tragic scene The screams were endless, and Hrov's hands could no longer grasp the wooden pillar.
"I just can't stand it." Vargas stood in the crowd. He turned his face and couldn't help but said. This kind of scream like a slaughtered pig was simply embarrassing to the North people.
"Continue." But Ulf had a cold face and ordered the executioner to continue. The thick smell of blood soon filled the entire sacrificial hall.
"Plop, tap." The executioner took out the internal organs of Heros from behind and placed them on his shoulders. At this time, he was like a blood eagle with folded wings.
The drums sounded, and the prophetess sang ancient songs, praising the deeds of heroes and gods, and begging the gods in Valhalla to accept Hrolf's soul.
"He will definitely not be able to ascend to Valhalla." But Vargas muttered quietly, but when he glanced at Ange, he still closed his mouth.
Gudmundel watched the entire process from a remote corner. Whether it was the ceremony for Ulf to become the lord, or the execution of the former lord Hrolf with the blood eagle ceremony, he collected this information like a ghost. In his eyes, when everything was over, he raised his feet and slowly walked towards Ulf.
"Congratulations, Lord of East Hamar." Gudmundel said to Ulf with a slight smile.
"I will keep my promise. Before you return, I will prepare some gifts for you." Ulf looked at the spy leader of Iron Bone Bjorn. It was precisely because of the crow flag he brought that he stabilized The people of East Hamar.
"Destroying Hrolf will make your rule more stable." Gudmundel inserted his fingers on the leather belt. He admired Ulf. The young lord's ruthlessness and decisiveness exceeded his expectations. .
"Yes, after settling the territory, I will go to the Monceau Palace as soon as possible and offer my oath of loyalty to my Majesty." Ulf knew that there was no bread falling from the sky in vain, and the reason why Iron Bone Bjorn supported him , also in order to obtain the allegiance of East Hamar, just like a puzzle is completed. With the allegiance of East Hamar, Sweden's ruling territory will be complete.
"Well, just remember it. In fact, I also brought an order from His Majesty." Gudmundel nodded slightly, very satisfied with Ulf's attitude, but before leaving Monceau Palace, Iron Bone Bjorn En has given him an order, which can only be said when Ulf seizes the rights of East Hamar.
"What is the order?" Ulf asked curiously.
"After the winter, you need to gather no less than fifty warriors and take a longship to Britain." Gudmundel said to Ulf.
"Go to Britain?" Ulf frowned slightly. As far as he knew, Britain at this time was when the struggle between the Vikings and the British countries was intensifying. At this time, Iron Bone Bjorn asked himself to lead the soldiers forward. Go, what does this mean?
"Yes, White-shirted Halfdan has requested support from his brothers several times. Now the Boneless Man has also fallen ill and died. Snake Eyes and His Majesty cannot just sit idly by, but His Majesty has other things to prepare for, so Decided to send an advance force." Gudmundel blinked and said to Ulf.
"Advance team?" Ulf couldn't help but repeat it. According to history, after Alfred inherited the Kingdom of Wessex, he actively prepared for war against the Viking invaders such as White-shirted Halfdan, although both sides won each other. Negative, but it was obvious that Alfred's tenacity at this time exceeded the Vikings' expectations.
Judging from the fact that Ironbone Bjorn only sent the newly joined East Hamar army, the Swedish king's mind is not in Britain. According to his description, Ironbone has a great adventure of his own to do, and it is very likely that he will send the Ukrainian army. Wolf was just dealing with his brother.
"You don't agree?" Gudmundel stared at Ulf. In fact, he knew very well that Britain had been invaded and plundered by several groups of Vikings, and there was not much money to be made, so many Swedish noble lords were unwilling. Being stuck in that quagmire of little benefit, he was worried that Ulf would refuse.
"I agree, I will prepare it in the winter." But Ulf unexpectedly agreed, which made Gudmundl overjoyed.
"Very good, Your Majesty will be very happy to hear this." Gudmundel's hanging heart was relieved, and he could go back to report to Iron Bone Bjorn.
"But I have a condition." Ulf continued to say to Gudmundel.
"Yes." Gudmundel agreed without hesitation. He thought that as long as Ulf agreed to go to Britain, Bjorn's pressure would be relieved a lot.
"I will act independently and will not obey the orders of White Shirt or other leaders." Ulf said to Gudmundel. He did not want to become cannon fodder for others, so he had to speak ugly words in front of him.
Gudmundel just said that he would report this matter to Ironbone Bjorn and asked Ulf to wait for news about Ironbone Bjorn. After explaining these things, Gudmundel was not in the mood to stay here anymore. , he rejected Ulf's request for a banquet and just took some food and rode back on his horse.
"Alfred, White Shirt Halfdan, Ivar the Boneless, Ubbi, Iron Bone Bjorn~~~~." Looking at Gudmundl's retreating back, Ulf murmured in his mouth Mumbling these names, these people are all great figures who have left their names in history, but I will surpass and defeat them.
"Lord, the banquet has begun, everyone is waiting for you." At this time, Vargas's voice came from behind Ulf. There was laughter and laughter in the lord's house behind him, and people were preparing to welcome the new lord. And cheers, and hopes to move towards glory and prosperity under his leadership.
"Let's go, Vargas, you should call me Ulf!" Ulf smiled, he put his hand on Vargas' shoulder and walked towards the house.
"I said you are my lord, you are my lord, and I will not change my words, but don't think about letting me off the hook again when it comes to drinking and arm-wrestling. These are the only two things I will not lose to anyone. Man." Vargas laughed heartily, and he was very happy that Ulf didn't seem to have changed much.
"That's right, I won't admit defeat." Ulf nodded slightly, feeling warm in his heart. Through the open door, he saw people sitting indifferently in the warm hall illuminated by hundreds of lit candles. Together, they laughed wildly and drank, forgetting the intrigues and cold environment.
