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In the lord's hall, there was sumptuous food placed on the long table. The Earl of East Friesland and his wife accepted Ulf's hospitality. It seemed that there was no quarrel between the two. Such a rapid reconciliation was indeed unexpected. It was unexpected by Ulf and others.
"I thought he would be beaten to death by his wife today." Vargas couldn't help but say to Ulf while drinking ale.
"Tsk, I didn't expect that even in the Middle Ages, people would give me shit for no reason." Ulf smiled bitterly and shook his head. Seeing how the Earl of East Friesland and his wife were messing with each other, he couldn't help but complain. .
"I also want to go to Britain with you." When the banquet was over, Sif, the wife of the Earl of East Friesland, said to Ulf.
"What?" Ulf couldn't help but be surprised. He didn't expect that Sif would also go to Britain with them.
"I have long been fascinated by the deeds of the Boneless Man and the White Shirt. As a North Shieldmaiden, it would be a pity if I could not set foot on that land." Sif is a shieldmaiden herself. Before she met the Earl of East Friesland, she followed the raiding team and robbed everywhere in the south. However, when Ragnar was killed and Ragnar's sons summoned the Viking army for revenge, she missed the opportunity. , so it is very regrettable.
"I think Sif you are worried about the Earl!" Before Ulf could say anything, Vargas laughed drunkenly beside him. He thought Sif was afraid that the Earl of East Friesland would find another woman. That's why he was so strict with the earl.
"Alas!" Unexpectedly, the Earl of East Friesland sighed after hearing this, but Sif glared at her. Ulf shrugged and agreed to let Sif go to Britain with him.
When Sif, Ange and others left, the Earl of East Friesland lamented that as a lord of North, he could have taken another concubine, but under Sif's female power, he could not He succeeded, which became an eternal pain in the heart of the Count of East Friesland.
"A toast to our poor earl." Under the description of the earl of East Friesland, Ulf and others couldn't help but sympathize with him, so they raised their glasses to toast the earl's misfortune.
The next day, on the dock in Haarlem in the early morning, flags were flying on the mast. The most eye-catching one was Ulf's wolf-head flag. The wind and waves were a bit strong today, and the weather was even a bit gloomy, but everyone was in a full mood. excited.
"Blow the horn and let us set off." Ulf stood on the bow of the dragon-headed longship. He grabbed the dragon's head of the longship with one hand and the rope on the mast with the other hand. He faced shouted the warriors on the longship.
"Woo~~~." Vargas picked up the horn hanging on the boat, puffed up his cheeks and blew it hard, and a dull sound echoed on the sea.
"Let's go~~."
"Let's go~~~."
Amidst the sound of the horn, the soldiers on the long boat docked at the pier took hold of the oars and rowed hard. The long boat sailed towards the endless sea like an arrow off its string.
"Whoosh, whoosh~~." Ulf stood on the bow of the boat. He felt like a bird with wings, flying freely in the boundless sky. The sea breeze blew over his cheeks, blowing his cheeks. The cape and blond hair blow.
"Oh~~." Black Tan paced uneasily in the cage. Although it could dominate on land, the sea still frightened it.
"Don't be afraid Heitan, this is the blessing of the gods." Ulf looked at the uneasy Heitan and couldn't help laughing loudly, and this fleet of about 300 people sailed straight towards the British Isles. .
Seagulls were hovering in the sky. They spread their wings to feel the speed of the wind and the rise and fall of the airflow. Outside the port of Ipswich Territory in the eastern corner of Britain, many longships across the long North Sea were approaching. At the port of the territory, long boats were hung with flags of various colors.
"A new group of young people have joined." In the castle tower of Ipswich, the Earl of Suffolk stood at the window with a wine glass, looking at the longships gradually docking in the distance of the port, and said to his courtiers Onraff said.
"Yes, they are eager to join the new battle." Onlaf is not a Norseman, but an Ansa. He even maintains his Catholic faith, but strangely it doesn't seem to be a problem here. .
"Let the soldiers be vigilant. If these passionate young men cannot join the battle soon, they will vent their anger and excess energy on my territory." The Earl of Suffolk turned around and touched Touching his beautifully trimmed golden beard, he said to Onlaf.
"Yes, my lord." Onlaf agreed immediately, but there was a little worry on his face.
"What's the matter?" The Earl of Suffolk frowned slightly. He knew very well that whenever the chief minister hesitated like this, something bad must have happened.
"The Boneless Man is dead, and there is no longer a leader to lead the Viking army. The kings are fighting on their own. Can we continue to maintain our advantage?" Onlaf was the first Unsa to surrender to the Norse, so he, despite his low status, Therefore, they can replace the Norse and collect taxes and grain from the Ansa people in the territory.
"Don't worry, Ivar's brothers are very powerful, Mercia is in ruins, the Kingdom of Wesedes is weak and incompetent, and now so many Northmen have joined, it's ridiculous for you to say that our advantage is not there." Sappho Earl Ke laughed. In his opinion, the Ansa people were nothing to worry about. As long as the leaders of North did not fight among themselves, they would occupy this land for a long time.
"May God bless you." Onlaf muttered. He knew very well that his status and wealth depended on the Norse. If the Norse were driven away one day, he would have nothing and might even be killed by his compatriots. , which is why he is extremely central.
"Woo~~~." Suddenly, a horn sound sounded on the port, which attracted the attention of the Earl of Suffolk, because this kind of horn sound would only sound on the port when a large group of Norse people arrived.
"Is anyone coming again?" Weng Laf also looked curious. He looked out the window into the distance and was suddenly surprised because a large-scale fleet appeared on the sea outside the port. It drove towards the port in a mighty manner.
"Huh?" The Earl of Suffolk frowned slightly. He didn't know that there were so many Northmen sailing towards his territory, and he didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse, but he immediately ordered Onlaf to go to the port. Meet this group of people and find out their background.
Ulf stood on the longboat and looked at the port in the distance. This was a quite large town. The Unsan style could be seen from the overall scale, but the new buildings were mostly in the Norse style. The two cultures are mixed together through architecture, showing a strange style.
"Ashore." Ulf turned his head and said to the warriors on the long boat behind him.
"Roar~~~." The soldiers immediately rowed hard, and the long boat quickly headed towards the port. With Ulf's Goose Formation at the head, other long boats followed closely behind.
With a dull sound of ping, the longship docked at the pier. Onlaf led several soldiers with him to the pier. Many North people on the pier also looked at the fleet curiously, and the black wolf-head flag on it It even caused people to point their fingers.
"Ping~~." Ulf jumped off the long boat and took a deep breath. The humid air and warm climate were completely different from the cold in Northern Europe. No wonder so many Nordic people abandoned their hometown. Come here and plunder.
"Ulf." Vargas and others also got off the longboat one after another. They also looked around excitedly. You must know that this is the legendary Britain where Ragnar was killed. When he was dying, Ragnar He left behind the famous saying, "Whatever the old pig screamed when it was about to die, the piglets will also scream because they felt the old pig's pain~~~."
At this point, Ragnar's sons led the Viking army across Britain in the name of revenge, until they established a colony here and began to conquer the island.
"Welcome, welcome." Onlaf saw the Northmen who jumped off the ship. He was slightly surprised. These Northmen looked very young, and his eyes fell on the Earl of East Friesland. He was clean and decent, and even wore a gold necklace. He looked like a famous person, and he must be the leader of this fleet, so he stepped forward and spoke in Norse.
"Oh, who are you?" The Earl of East Friesland glanced at Ulf awkwardly, but Ulf did not say anything. He winked at the Earl and asked him to go and deal with it, so the Earl said to Onlaf asked.
"I am the chief minister of the Earl of Suffolk, and you are stepping on the Earl's territory." Onlaf said to the Earl of East Friesland with a smile.
"Shura Martial God"
"I am Herodulf Haraldsson, Count of East Friesland, vassal of Jarls in the Netherlands. These people are my companions. We heard that Halfdan in the white shirt is summoning the Norsemen in his hometown. So come and join us," the Count of East Friesland said to Onraff.
"It turned out to be people from Jarre in the Netherlands, but unfortunately, you may have deviated from the course. This place belongs to the sphere of influence of Ivar the Boneless. The white-shirted territory continues to the north, and York is his territory." Onlaf. Nodding slightly, he said to the Earl of East Friesland.
"The Boneless One? We heard that the Boneless One has passed away." Ulf asked Onlaf at this time.
"That's right, but he has an heir, and the territory is jointly ruled by Olaf the White and Barid." Olaf glanced at Ulf, and was very curious. The handsome blond young man in front of him had a kind of personality that was not inferior to that of the East. Even rough linen clothes and animal skin shawls could not conceal the magnanimity of the Count of Friesland.
"Oh woo~~."
"Wow ah ah~~."
"It's a wolf~~."
"What a big wolf~~."
At this moment, Heitan jumped down from the long boat. It stretched and shook the fur on its body, and inhaled the air in this territory with its nose. The too humid air seemed to make it a little uncomfortable. Feeling comfortable, he raised his neck and let out a long roar. When the black coal appeared, the people in the port became nervous. They screamed in terror, and some even took out their weapons.
"Don't panic, this is my pet." Ulf stretched out his hand to stop the panicked Onlaf and others.
"Oh." Heitan opened his mouth and licked his nose, then obediently walked to Ulf's feet and lay down, his eyes full of disdain.
"God bless!" Onlaf's face was pale. He had never seen such a huge black wolf. Once the sharp teeth were bitten, the flesh would be torn to pieces immediately. However, such a terrifying black wolf lay obediently in the crow. At Wolf's feet, this is even more surprising.
"I wonder if we can visit the Earl of Suffolk and give him a gift." Ulf touched Heitan's wolf head with his hand and asked Onlaff.
"Of course, this is our honor." Onlaf's eyes were full of horror. He felt that this group of Northmen from the far north was full of mystery, and Ulf made him feel even more uneasy.
"Please come with me." As a guide, Onraff led Ulf and his group towards the castle. Of course, it was impossible to take everyone there, so Ulf left most of the people at the port. Let them find a place to station, leaving Luther and Sigrid to restrain everyone.
On the way to the castle, Ulf saw that the work and trade of the Unsa people were not affected. The market they built was very prosperous, with salted fish and meat on display, as well as food from far away. It seems that as long as they pay taxes to the ruler here, the Earl of Suffolk, they can trade freely in clay pots, textiles, and handicrafts, and they use Danish law instead of Catholic law that strictly restricts merchants.
The Earl of Suffolk received Ulf and his party in the lord's hall of his castle. The walls were painted with white lime powder and hung with various pictures and tapestries, making it unlike the residence of a Nordic Nostal. , on the contrary, it is closer to Lord Ansa.
"Welcome guests from afar." The Earl of Suffolk said loudly. He sat on the lord's throne and said loudly to Ulf and others.
"Thank you for your generous hospitality, my lord, the Earl of Suffolk." Ulf gave several animal skins as gifts to the Earl of Suffolk, and the Earl happily accepted them.
Soon the banquet started. There was a lot of food and plenty of wine on the long table. The Earl of Suffolk learned from Onlaf that Ulf might be the leader of this group of people, so he deliberately placed him closest to him. The location is very convenient for chatting.
And Ulf was not polite. He ate the food on the plate and looked at the courtiers attending the banquet. Many of them seemed to be Catholics and prayed devoutly before the meal. However, the Earl of Suffolk was completely Just let it be.
"Very loose management!" Ulf frowned slightly, already having a general understanding of the Earl of Suffolk's ruling style.
