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The wind blew the river, causing some ripples, but soon a long boat broke the tranquility. The long boat's bow with a carved dragon head split the water and drove along the narrow river. On both sides, there were people as tall as one person. of reeds.
"We have entered the river, and we can see the Grimsby Municipality in front of us." Talon stood next to Ulf. He pointed in front of the river in the direction of the flow. Sure enough, Ulf was in the distance. Above the reed marsh, you can vaguely see the church spire. For the Catholic Mercians, where there is a church, there is a town.
"Yes." Ulf nodded slightly. He looked at the town in the distance and licked his lips. The raid was about to begin.
"Do they know we are coming?" Ange held up her sword and buckler. She looked at the shore and asked Ulf curiously.
"Of course, we should also let them know." Ulf smiled and said to Ange.
"Aren't we making a raid?" Ulf's words made Ange a little surprised. Generally speaking, a raid of more than a hundred people, especially a raid into the enemy's hinterland, should be as fast and secretive as possible.
"Yes, but in order to gain more benefits, I thought of a good idea." Ulf grabbed the cable of the mast and stood on the bow of the dragon bow ship. He saw the panicked civilians in the town across the reed swamp. It was obvious that they knew about the coming of the Vikings.
"Good idea?" Ange was even more puzzled, but she knew that Ulf always had some clever ideas, and she even had a little expectation in her heart.
"Are you a little unhappy?" On the long boat, Vargas sat in the stern and picked up a skin bag filled with mead, poured the wine into his mouth, and said to Sigrid.
"Would you be happy if you were deprived of the right to lead an army? Just because I am a girl, I deserve to be an ordinary soldier. Am I not killing enough or ruthless enough?" Sigrid said with a stinky face , said angrily to Vargas.
Originally, Sigrid, as a shield maiden, also had the right to command a team, but after Ulf reformed Sheru, Sigrid was deprived of the right to command. Now she only serves as Ulf's personal companion. A member of the warriors.
"Hahaha, I have told you before that your unruly behavior will annoy Ulf." Vargas said jokingly.
"Hmph, maybe I can wait for you to die and replace you as the commander of the Quake team." Sigrid said to Vargas unceremoniously.
"Of course, but that will have to wait until after Ragnarok." Vargas grinned. He was not afraid of death, just afraid of plainness.
"Boom~~~."
At this time, the long boat swayed and made a muffled sound. It was the sound of the bow of the boat stranded on the river beach. Vargas and Sigrid stopped talking. Vargas stood up, grabbed the horn at the stern of the boat, and blew Blowing his cheeks hard.
"Woooooooooo~~~." The dull horn sounded like thunder, which was the blessing of Thor, the God of Thunder. The warriors picked up their bucklers and axes and jumped off the longship.
"Wow~~." Ulf jumped from the string of the boat, stepped into the cold river water with his feet, and carried two axes. Ulf waded towards the shore, and Ange carried the round The shield and battle ax followed Ulf closely, and the wolf's head banner and the horn banner fluttered in the wind.
"Ah~~." When the villagers living on the shore saw this scene, they screamed in panic. They fled in all directions. Ulf's longships rushed to the shore one after another, and the North warriors left. Entered the fishing village.
"Ping~~." Ulf kicked open the door of a wooden house. The door collapsed and he walked into the dark house. There was still unfinished food on the long table.
"Yes." Ulf reached out and touched the fish soup in a wooden bowl. The edge of the bowl was still warm. Feeling a little hungry, he picked up the bowl and drank the fish soup inside. It was fresh. The fish soup is very flavorful.
There was nothing to plunder in this fishing village, only some fishing goods and worthless clay pottery. Ulf walked out of the house and saw the soldiers searching everywhere but finding nothing.
"Go forward." Ulf raised the ax in his hand, pointed in the direction of the town, and ordered loudly.
Under Ulf's order, the North warriors left behind their worthless things and walked towards the town. Carrying round shields, axes and iron swords, they slowly walked forward under the leadership of their respective small and medium flags. progress.
"Whoaaaah~~~." But the people of Grimsby Municipality did not intend to sit still and wait for death. They sent out troops to intercept Ulf and others, and the two sides encountered each other outside the fishing village.
Ulf roared and raised the ax in his hand, caught the spear thrust by a Mercian soldier, then hooked another ax on top of the opponent's vulture shield, pulled the shield over with a sharp pull, and struck the axe. Hitting the soldier's face, and taking advantage of the moment when he was in pain to reveal his flaw, he slammed the ax into his chest.
"Ping ping ping~~Pfft~~." The bones in the chest of the Mercian soldier who was hit were shattered, and his body fell softly on the grass. Ulf raised his head and looked around. The North soldiers rushed over with him. The Mercian soldiers fought as a group.
"Haa~~." The battle ax in Ange's hand flew, and the round shield skillfully blocked, slashed horizontally and vertically, killing the Mercian soldiers who were fighting without leaving any piece of armor behind, and his silver braids were flying in the crowd. .
"Oh~~." Vargas lowered his head and knocked the Mercian soldier rushing over to the ground. After stepping on it, he raised the thick round shield in his hand, aimed it at his throat, and smashed it. After crushing his throat bone, with a crisp sound, the Mercian soldier suddenly became silent.
"Whoosh, whoosh~~." Sigrid seemed to be competing with Vargas. The flying knife in her hand struck out and continuously shot the Mercian soldiers.
"Hey, that's mine." Vargas couldn't help but said angrily when he saw that a Mercian soldier who rushed over was killed by Sigrid's flying knife.
Sigrid blinked slyly, picked up the Viking iron sword, and rushed towards the place where the Mercian soldiers were the most, while Luther waved the long-handled battle ax in his hand and led his warriors to charge. Go, this violent charge made the Mercian soldiers drop their shields in shock and fled towards the town. At least there was a wooden wall to hide from.
The mayor of Grimsby Municipality stood on the wooden wall in horror. He did not expect that the Vikings would actually attack him. Although he had long heard that the King of Mercia fought against Gutzlen and returned with a great defeat, However, he believed that the two sides would soon hold peace talks, and as long as they contributed Danish gold, peace could be restored.
"Mayor, don't worry, there are not many of them." At this time, a military peace officer stood beside the mayor. He looked at the Vikings scattered outside the town and said to the mayor.
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"Are you sure this is all of them, or just the vanguard?" The mayor frowned. He had already understood the ferocious reputation of the Vikings. If there were only more than a hundred Vikings, he certainly didn't need to be afraid. But the King of Mercia had just been defeated, and people were spreading rumors that Guzrun was no longer satisfied with Denmark's gold, but wanted to annex the land of Mercia.
"This~~." The military magistrate was suddenly speechless. He was not sure whether Guzlen's army had changed its strategy and attempted to conquer them, the people of Mercia.
"We should negotiate and try to see if we can send them away with money." The mayor took out a linen handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said to the military magistrate.
Just as the mayor was preparing to negotiate peace with Ulf and prepare to pay a sum of money to let them leave, the army led by Ulf was stationed outside the town, and a siege camp was being built.
"Dang Dang Dang~~~." The sound of felling trees sounded outside Grimsby Municipality. Big trees fell one after another. The people of the Eagle Group began to chop off the excess branches and leaves with axes, and then made simple The ladder is a bit overkill for a wooden wall in a town like this.
"Is the crossbow being loaded?" Ulf asked Vargas.
"The craftsmen are installing it, and it will be ready for use soon." Ulf's siege crossbow is usually unloaded separately and installed on the longship. If it is used, it can be installed directly.
"Ulf, someone is coming." At this time, Ange saw the wooden door of Grimsby Borough opened a crack, and a businessman holding a white flag came out timidly. He turned around and looked at him three times at a time. The city gate was closed quickly.
"Oh!" Ulf held the ax and stood in front of the siege camp. He looked at the merchant walking towards him and others. Ulf looked him up and down. The merchant was about forty years old and slightly fat. , I couldn't help but gasp after walking a few steps.
"What should I do?" Ange looked at Ulf and asked him.
"Let him come over." Ulf looked at the siege camp. At this time, the siege weapons were still being built. Anyway, he still had time.
"Dear Chief, I am the representative of Grimsby Municipality." The businessman came to Ulf. He first took off his soft hat and bowed respectfully towards Ulf. He is good at observing words and expressions. The merchant obviously discovered Ulf's status among this group of Vikings.
"You speak the Norse language well." Ulf looked at Tyran next to him, smiled, held the ax, and said to the merchant with his arms folded.
"I was fortunate enough to go to Denmark to do business and learn the Norse language." The businessman quickly said to Ulf.
"Well, tell me what conditions you have?" Ulf nodded slightly, surprised. He didn't expect that in this era, exchanges between regions would be so frequent.
"Great leader, can I know your name?" The businessman blinked his eyes and said to Ulf.
"Ulf." Ulf said to the merchant.
"Ulf? You must be a great Viking leader. The mayor said that he can meet any of your requirements, as long as he does not invade our poor and humble town." The businessman blinked twice, but quickly lowered his head. Said to Ulf.
"We want two hundred pounds of gold and silver, as well as all your cattle and horses, and thirty slaves." Ulf pursed his lips and said to the merchant.
"Is that much?" The businessman was slightly surprised. He didn't expect this Viking team to have such a big appetite, but he still had a strong spirit. "No problem, I will report it to the mayor."
"Yes." Ulf nodded slightly, seeming to agree with the merchant's words. Ange and others all moved out of the way to let him return to the town.
The businessman bowed respectfully to Ulf, turned around quickly, and left cautiously. But when he turned his back, he couldn't help but show a hint of pride. He was not a businessman, but the mayor. The military magistrate came as an envoy just to find out the truth.
He was familiar with the names of the leaders in Guzlen's army, but there was no leader named Ulf among these people, which meant that he was not from Guzlen at all. Also, the various arrangements in the camp, No matter how he looked at it, he didn't want it to look like a large army, so he made a decision. This was just a pirate force that had just arrived in Britain, and the municipality could completely withstand it.
"Humph." But when the military magistrate turned his back to them and walked towards the town, a trace of coldness flashed in Ulf's eyes. He took a few steps forward and walked away from a Gungnir team member. The crossbowman took the crossbow from his hand, raised the crossbow and aimed it at the Sheriff's back.
"Whoosh~~." The crossbow arrow was fired, hitting the Sheriff's back. Everyone was stunned. Ange looked at Ulf in disbelief. Although Ulf was ruthless towards the enemy, he was not a cruel person. A person who likes to kill, why did he kill the messenger whom he had a good conversation with just now in the blink of an eye?
"Ulf, why did you kill him?" Ange asked curiously.
"He is lying. He is not a businessman at all, but a soldier." Ulf threw the crossbow to the crossbowmen beside him, and he explained to Ange coldly.
"Soldier?" Vargas stepped forward, and at this moment the Sheriff, who was hit by an arrow in the back, coughed and blood spurted out of his mouth. One hand was still trying hard to remove the arrow. He pulled out the crossbow bolt that had entered his back, but after rolling a few times, he stopped moving and his eyes were wide open, probably because he was unwilling to die in silence.
Vargas turned the body over with his feet, and sure enough, a dagger slipped out from the bloated-looking clothes. Ulf's judgment was correct, this was indeed not a businessman.
"Cut his head off and put it on the tip of a spear." Ulf ordered Vargas.
When the head of the military magistrate was picked up with a spear, the mayor knew that the matter had been exposed. He couldn't help but regret why he agreed to this stupid plan. And now he couldn't figure out what this cruel Viking army was. What does it have to do with Gutzlen.
"Woooooooooo~~." A dull horn sounded, and Ulf's siege camp seemed to be ready. Four banner armies began to line up in the camp, and the rough ladders and crossbows were ready, ready to go at any time. use.
"Get ready~~."
"Launch~~~."
With a command, the stone on the crossbow roared and hit the wooden wall of Grimsby Borough.
"Crash~~ping~~~." The stone fell on the wooden wall, causing the guards to lower their heads to avoid it.
