The carved dragon head on the dragon's long ship faced the distant sea. The Black Wolf flag was flying on the ship. Bucklers were hung on both sides of the long ship. The Norse warriors from East Hamar jumped on the deck and pulled up the sail. , untie the rope tied to the wooden post.
"Let's go." Ulf was wearing a piece of leather armor, which was originally collected by Hrov. This leather armor was also decorated with small round iron pieces on the chest. It would make a rattling sound when he walked around. He was also covered in cloth armor, with leather bracers on his wrists, and a bearskin cape worn behind his back.
"Ulf, may Odin bless you and watch over you." The prophetess held the skull, dipped her fingers in the blood, and drew two lines on Ulf's face with her cold and slender fingers, and the smelly breath penetrated into the bird. Wolf's nose was so tight that he almost sneezed, but he still respectfully accepted the prophetess's blessing.
"Thank you Prophetess, I will visit you personally when I return from the expedition." Ulf nodded slightly, he said to the Prophetess, and the Prophetess also knew what Ulf was referring to, although Niruwen It was a secret spread among the priests, but she thought of the dream she had had and decided that if Ulf came back alive, she would teach him.
Vargas followed Ulf closely, and he boarded another longship, while Ange boarded the ship with Ulf. This time even the slave Wisad followed him on this expedition, because Ulf The husband remembered that Wayside said that he had sailed to the west. This old slave with a mysterious origin had far more navigation knowledge than anyone else in the territory.
"Hey, what kind of blood is the prophetess? It tastes so salty!" Just as Ulf jumped into the longboat, he heard Sigrid's voice coming from behind, and she saw her grabbing the prophetess's arm. He looked at the prophetess with a fascinated expression, touched the prophetess's little hand, and then sucked on her fingers.
"Huh?" The prophetess frowned. It might be the first time she was molested by a girl. She was a little at a loss for a moment. It looked funny to Ulf on the long boat.
"Ping, ah, let go of me, that lumpy head." But a pair of big hands grabbed Sigrid's back collar, pulled her away from the prophetess, then lifted Sigrid up like a cargo, and threw her away. After entering the longship, Sigrid touched her sore buttocks and kept cursing.
"Ha, only Luther can deal with her!" Looking at this naughty girl, Ulf could only helplessly shrug his shoulders and said to Ange with a smile.
"Let's go to Britain." Luther was standing next to the mast, and he said to the sea in the distance with a serious expression.
"That's right, let's go!" Ulf nodded slightly and waved his hand forward. Ange strode to the stern of the ship. She picked up the horn above and puffed up her cheeks and blew it hard.
"Woo~~~." A long horn sound sounded, and the dragon-headed long boat started to move. Under the influence of the raised sails and the oarsmen, it rowed towards the endless vast sea. The sea breeze blew Ulf's cheek, The blue sky and the sea almost blend into one.
"Go, go." Vargas stood on the bow of his longship. He waved his strong arms and gave orders. He soon followed Ulf's longship, and the five longships left the east coast. The port of Hamar sails slowly like wild geese flying south.
"Lord, you must be safe!" On the dock, the slave girl Hyde looked at the people leaving and couldn't help praying to the gods for their safe return.
"He finally grew up to be a real Viking warrior." On the hill overlooking the distance, Pahena faced the wind and watched the longship leaving. She lowered her head and looked at a piece of paper in her hand. A pendant made of iron, it was just a simple shape of three ovals connected together, but Pahena kept it forever.
"Quack~~." A crow flew over the hill and flew towards the sea, as if it was trying to catch up with the long boat of Ulf and others.
The weather in Cornwall was exceptionally bright. On the edge of the slowly flowing river, the children stood on the stone bridge, playfully picking up the stones on the ground and throwing them towards the grass on the river bank. There seemed to be There's a bunch of stuff stirring.
"Oh God, damn child." The gray thing stood up, and it turned out to be an ugly monk, Isaac who was sent by Alfred. When he stood up and pulled the naughty After the child ran away, a woman stood up from the grass. She put on her clothes in panic, but the exaggerated skirt could not hide her breasts that were almost gushing out.
"It's time for me to go. Madam will definitely come to see me today." The woman is not pretty, with small freckles on her face, but she has fair skin and a plump figure. Judging from her appearance, she should be a maid.
"Well, why didn't Mrs. Rotred attend the morning prayer today?" Isaac was a little disappointed, but he still carefully arranged the hem of the maid's skirt and asked curiously.
"This~~." The maids were fond of Isaac's attentiveness. It was not the first time that maids like them had committed adultery with nobles and courtiers, but once those men had finished venting their anger, they would abandon them as if they were nothing. There is indeed something sinful about women, but Isaac is different. He respects the maid very much and is never arrogant.
But what Isaac asked about at this time was a secret in the Cornish court, but few people knew about this secret, and even if they knew it, most people would be indifferent.
"Ah, you don't need to be embarrassed, I'm just curious to ask." When Isaac saw the maid's appearance, he deliberately retreated and said.
"No, actually it's not a big deal, it's just that Mrs. Rotred was injured." The maid quickly said to Isaac.
"Injured?" Isaac frowned slightly, and his already ugly big nose became even more prominent.
"Yes, you can't tell anyone about this. In fact, the lady was beaten by His Majesty the King of Cornwall." The maid told Isaac what happened in the Cornish court. It turned out that the little king of Cornwall had already She is nearly fifty, while Mrs. Rotred is only twenty years old. She is young and beautiful, and because she is married from West Frankland, this lively, cheerful and social lady will inevitably be surrounded by some young courtiers. Nobility, which of course aroused the dissatisfaction and jealousy of the Cornish king.
"So that's it." Isaac secretly remembered this information in his heart. He was ecstatic, but he sent the maid away calmly.
When he was ordered to come to the Kingdom of Cornwall to contact him about the alliance, Isaac was not well received by the King of Cornwall. The king seemed to be very prejudiced against Alfred, and he also treated Isaac as a monk. The monk was lukewarm and had no chance to talk about the alliance, so he was inevitably anxious.
"My dear Majesty, your faithful servant, will complete your sacred mission." In his residence, Isaac wrote rapidly, writing his judgment on the situation in Cornwall on the parchment, and then A young monk will be ordered to be transferred back to Wessex.
"Dang, dang, dang~~." The crisp bell rang, which was the sound of the beginning of prayer in Exeter Church at night. Isaac stood up quickly, stretched out and walked towards the castle fortress in the territory. As a clergyman, he was required to attend prayers here.
"Err~~~."
"Hail Maria~~~."
In the corridors of the palace, the selected choir boys praised the glory of the Lord with their clear voices, while the royal family members and court nobles were sitting in the hall, waiting for the King of Cornwall and West Frank. The arrival of Princess Rotred.
"Your Majesty has arrived." At this time, the palace messenger said loudly, his voice echoed in the hall, and the nobles quickly stood up and looked at the King and Princess of Cornwall who walked in from the side door.
"Well." The King of Cornwall wore a crown inlaid with green and red gems, and silk clothes inlaid with gold. His brown beard and sideburns made him look very noble.
Princess Rotred of West Francia followed the King of Cornwall, but Isaac noticed that she covered her face with a veil. Although she was a little regretful, her beautiful facial contours could be seen from the thin veil, The hazy beauty is indescribable.
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"Sit down." The King of Cornwall waved his hand and asked everyone to sit down. The attendants and maids brought the food, and everyone began to enjoy the food amidst the sound of music.
Isaac also lowered his head to eat the food on his plate, but his shaved red hair still looked very eye-catching in the crowd. The King of Cornwall saw him at a glance and thought for a moment.
"Hey." The King of Cornwall shouted to Isaac. Isaac didn't react at first, but under the urging of people around him, he realized that it was the King of Cornwall calling him.
"Your Majesty." Isaac stood up and bowed to the King of Cornwall. It was not easy to do this in a crowded and narrow crowd. His funny behavior made many people giggle.
"I heard that your master, the King of Wessex, once went to Rome and was received by His Majesty the Pope there?" the King of Cornwall asked Isaac with a piece of bread in his hand.
"Yes, Your Majesty, that is indeed the case." Isaac replied humbly.
"Did he then ask why the British kingdoms were ravaged by so many northern barbarians, and what had we done to make the Lord angry?" the King of Cornwall asked Isaac, stuffing the bread into his mouth. road.
"Well, your Majesty, we are born guilty, and no one knows how the Lord will test us." Isaac hesitated for a moment and used a snake oil to prevaricate.
"Humph, cunning monk, if guilty, shouldn't women's sins be greater than men's? After all, it was the temptation of women in the Garden of Eden that made us lose our paradise." The King of Cornwall glanced at his side thoughtfully. Princess Lotrid of West Francia, said to Isaac.
"Dear Your Majesty, I may have a different opinion on this. I think the devil can seduce anyone, whether it is a man or a woman, an old man or a child." Because Isaac learned the truth from the maid in advance, So he answered to the King of Cornwall confidently.
"Humph." The King of Cornwall did not speak after hearing this. He seemed to have lost interest. When Isaac sat down, he clearly felt the gaze from Princess Rotred of West Francia.
Isaac knew that his bet was indeed right. With the help of Princess Rotred of West Francia, he would definitely be able to persuade the King of Cornwall to form an alliance with Wessex as soon as possible to jointly fight against the Vikings in Northern Europe. When it comes to Vikings, Isaac always feels that a new wave of crisis is approaching. This is a premonition and a judgment.
"Wow, wow~~."
The waves beat against the long boat. After sailing for three days, they finally saw a piece of land and islands in front of them. It must be said that sailing is indeed a boring thing, but the blue waves and blue sky are full of the temptation of adventure.
"Where is that ahead?" Ulf asked Verside beside him.
"It's Zealand. We've arrived in Denmark." Wayside put his hand above his eye socket. After carefully identifying it, he replied to Ulf.
"Have you just reached Zealandia?" Ulf immediately recalled it. He didn't expect that it took three days for them to sail within the scope of Northern Europe. It seems that a trip in ancient times was not easy.
"This is Snake Eyes' territory." Ange grabbed the mast and looked into the distance and said to Ulf.
"Snake Eyes, that is Iron Bone Bjorn's brother." Ulf nodded slightly, not knowing what this son of Nagra looked like. Thinking of this, he immediately ordered the oarsmen to start speeding up, and the ship The team sailed straight towards Zealandia.
The first thing the fleet arrived at was the Barony of Nestevets, which is located in a natural harbor. When the fleet was far away, they heard the sound of people and the barking of dogs. It was obvious that this was a Very prosperous village tribes.
"Ugh~~." A horn sound came from the port on the shore. It was to warn and explore the origin of Ulf's fleet. If they can't give a clear answer, the guards on the port will refuse them to dock. .
"Blow the horn." Ulf immediately ordered.
"Woo~~." The longboat also responded to the horn sound, indicating that he did not have any malice. Moreover, Ulf also ordered people to raise the black wolf flag so that the people on the shore could see it clearly, and finally the other party agreed to their arrival. shore.
"Kandang~~." The longships approached the dock one after another. The Northmen on top stretched out their hands to pull Ulf and others up. They looked at this small fleet and the wolf-head flag on it. .
"Where are you from and have you never seen this flag before?" A Norseman from Zealand asked curiously.
"I am the lord of East Hamar, and I have been ordered by Tie Gu to go to Britain to support the White Shirts' cause." Ulf said to the other party openly.
"What, you are Iron Bone's subordinates?" The other party was very surprised when he heard this, and quickly gave the person next to him a wink. The person ran away in a hurry, while Ulf frowned slightly, wondering what this meant?
