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The sound of horse hooves gradually came closer. Ulf and others immediately guarded the door and windows. Even the countess began to become nervous. She clasped her hands and prayed to the cross, but the old monk and other monks did not seem to care. Nervous, they collectively began to pray, like a group of lambs resigned to their fate.
"Kick, kick, kick~~." The sound of horse hooves gradually stopped. Ulf leaned against the window and saw a knight wearing a barrel iron helmet, heavy chain mail, and a black cloak, leading Dozens of people are coming here.
"Who is he?" Ange asked curiously.
"Oops, it's the Black Bishop." The countess panicked at this time. The legend of the Black Bishop has been circulating in Britain. Legend has it that he was originally a bishop with a diocese, but when the Vikings swept across Britain, his diocese He was looted, the church was destroyed, and his beloved wife and daughter were burned to death in the church.
In the agony, he lost his faith and held the ashes of his wife and daughter in his hands to question the ruthless and cruel God. However, what greeted him were dark clouds and rumbling thunder. At that moment, the Black Bishop vowed to take revenge on the God who took away his family. He rallied his supporters to plunder and destroy churches and monasteries, and legend has it that his methods were even more cruel than the Vikings.
Because the Vikings were only after property and slaves, but wherever the Black Bishop went, there was nothing left, and the corpses of clergy hung high in the destroyed churches, as if provoking the almighty God. Of course, if he encounters the Vikings or the Vikings' lackeys, the fate of those people will be even more miserable.
"I smell the stench of the Vikings." The black bishop riding on the black horse used iron gloves to tighten the reins. His voice came out from the iron barrel whose face could not be seen clearly. When he looked around At this moment, the thick armor on his body made a rustling sound.
"They should be inside." The Black Bishop's men pointed at the church and told him.
"It's really good. We can solve two targets at once." The Black Bishop's laughter came from the iron helmet. He was tired of burning down the villages that surrendered to the Vikings. Now here he can burn down the church and kill those hateful people. Vikings.
Ulf stared at the approaching rebels. No wonder the Earl of Suffolk's army had been entrenched near the castle. It turned out that he was guarding against the emerging rebels, but he didn't know that the leader of this rebel army was actually the Black Bishop. They didn't even know they were so close to the count's territory.
"We can't win. I'm going to negotiate with them. After all, the Black Bishop once believed in God. If we talk nicely, he might let us go." The Countess swallowed hard. She wanted to protect the people in the church. The monks, because she knew that these monks were defenseless.
"Well." But Ulf stopped the countess. He reached out and took off the ax from his waist, winked at Ange, Vargas and the Earl of East Friesland, and then walked out of the door. .
"Wait." The Countess was shocked. She did not expect that Ulf would actually go out alone and face the cruel Black Bishop and his men.
But Ulf did not stop. He put the ax on his shoulder, stepped out of the church, and stood firmly in front of the Black Bishop and his men. The Black Bishop and his men seemed not to have expected it, and were stunned. Living.
"A stinking Viking?" Black Bishop muttered in his helmet. Although he admired the other party's courage, he still raised his hand and pointed in Ulf's direction.
"Whoaaaah~~." The soldiers under the Black Bishop rushed towards Ulf with shields and spears. They were all a group of desperadoes hiding in the green forests of Britain and no longer obeyed the orders of the feudal lords. and the king's command, forgetting the teachings of the Catholic Church, and no longer trusting anyone but their own companions.
"Huh, wow~~huh~~." Ulf looked at the green forest bandits rushing towards them. He took a deep breath and let out a Viking roar, gripped the ax in his hand and rushed forward.
"Kill ah ah ah~~." The green forest bandits held spears and stabbed Ulf. But at this moment, an ax flew out from the church door, hitting the green forest bandit who attacked first, killing him. The whole person was knocked to the ground.
"Huh?" The black bishop did not expect that there were other Vikings in the church. He looked at the dark door of the church and saw Ange, Vargas and the Earl of East Friesland also rushing out. The flying ax was thrown by Ange. They held swords and axes in their hands, roaring wildly, and rushed towards the green forest bandits who were more numerous than them without fear.
"Kill~~." Suddenly, in front of the quiet church, the sound of killing and the clash of weapons resounded. Ulf and others killed the group of green forest bandits without mercy. Ulf blocked a group of bandits with his axe. The spear tip of the famous green forest bandit was followed by a swift slash. The sharp ax blade cut off the powerful head of Green Forest. The head rolled to the ground with blood stains, and the body without the head knelt down, and the mouth was sprayed. of blood.
"Ha, Valhalla~~." Ange's silver braids were flying in the crowd. She shouted the name of Valhalla in her mouth. The sword in her hand kept harvesting the lives of the green forest bandits who tried to get closer. and meat flying all around.
"Wow~~." Vargas and the Earl of East Friesland fired their bows from left to right. They angrily bumped into the enemy, and then slashed them with their swords.
"Extreme Spiritual Chaos Jue"
The countess stood at the window and witnessed all this. Her heart seemed to have been struck by something. The rusty smell of blood filled the air around her. This group of Norse people shouted the names of their gods, crazy Fighting bloody battles, their battles were full of strength and brutality.
"Creak." But at this moment, the Countess heard the creak of the door. She looked over in surprise and saw the monks working together to close the door.
"Stop, they are still outside." The countess was extremely surprised. She hurriedly stopped the monks, but they pushed them away, so the countess hurriedly found the old monk.
"Please ask them to stop, our people are still outside." The countess said to the old monk.
"No, we cannot let the blood of these people pollute the temple of God." But the old monk spoke, and said to the countess in a weathered voice. This was the first time the countess heard him speak.
"But they are fighting for us." The Countess said to the old monk in surprise. She didn't understand that Ulf and others were obviously trying to stop the Greenwood Bandits. Even though they did not believe in the Holy Religion, they were objectively protecting the people. A church, but the monks wanted to shut them out.
"This is a battle between heretics. Let's ignore it and let them kill each other!" But the old monk's words made the Countess feel like a bucket of cold water had been poured on her.
"Creak." The church door was gradually closing. Suddenly, the countess seemed to have made up her mind. She pulled out a knife from her waist and ran to the church door.
"Stop it and come back quickly. You are a believer and can be protected." The old monk quickly stopped the countess and said to her.
But the countess just glanced coldly, and then got out through the gap in the door. She chose to fight side by side with Ulf and others, while the monks looked at the old monk in surprise.
"Close the door." The old monk frowned and waved his hand, asking the monks to close the door tightly.
"Bang~~." There was a dull sound, and the door of the church was closed tightly. Ulf and others turned around and frowned when they saw that their way back was cut off, and the greenwood bandits had surrounded them.
"Sorry." The Countess held her knife and said to Ulf and others.
"Hey." Ulf raised the corner of his mouth, smiled comfortingly at the countess, and then turned his attention to the greenwood bandits.
"Ge~~." The black bishop looked at the closed church door. He sneered in his helmet, stretched out his thumb and scratched the bottom of his neck. This move meant that he would kill all the people here, leaving no one behind. .
"Quack, quack~~." Suddenly, on the big tree next to the church, a black crow landed on the branch and screamed at the people below. It seemed to smell the smell of death and smacked its tongue. Just bite your tongue and get ready for a feast.
"Odin~~~." Ulf raised his head and saw the crow. With his bloody hand, he pointed at the crow and shouted to everyone.
"Odin~~." The moment they saw the crow, Vargas, Anger and the Earl of East Friesland also shouted excitedly. They thought Odin had arrived and were preparing to watch a wonderful battle.
