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· Isaac stood in the open space. The place had not been cleaned up yet. There were wooden sticks and remaining torches everywhere. He looked around and couldn't help but laugh. Isaac suddenly leaned down and pushed away the things on the ground with his hands. The dust revealed clear footprints.
"Interesting, really interesting." Isaac stood up and said to Knight Etherel.
"What's so interesting?" the knight asked in confusion.
"Look, they divided the army into three or four teams. They took turns coming from a distance with torches and leaving from here." Isaac pointed to the route. If Ulf was here, he would definitely be very surprised. Because the route is actually exactly the same.
"Damn, these cunning and barbaric Vikings." Knight Etherel said angrily.
"You are right, they are very cunning. You said they deliberately burned the farmhouse outside the castle. The rising smoke turned into heavy fog and obscured the sight of people on the castle. This is the first step, and the second step is Create all kinds of panic, and then create the illusion of a large army gathering." Isaac said slowly, he became very interested in this person who planned everything. This kind of co-ordination and planning is definitely not the ordinary ones who just want to rob everywhere. Nothing compared to the Vikings.
"Is it too late for us to chase him now?" Knight Etherel said quickly to Isaac.
"No, they must have retreated to the river at this time, where we can't catch up with the Viking longships." Isaac shrugged and said to Knight Etherel.
"It's a pity, those war horses are very good." Knight Esskel put his hands on his hips, showing a regretful look, but he quickly looked at Isaac, "But, you hated this place before, why did you come back?" ?"
"Well, because there are some things that need uncle's help." Isaac smiled bitterly. Of course he didn't want to come back, but Alfred ordered him to win over the Kingdom of Mercia, and he needed to go through his uncle to win over Mercia. The King's line, after all the Earl of Linzi was a vassal of the King of Mercia.
But Isaac was not sure whether the King of Mercia still had the courage to fight against the Vikings. When he stood in front of his uncle, looking at the count who was so frightened by the Vikings that he could only hide in the castle, he understood in his heart that his The mission will be so difficult.
"Ulf, we have arrived at the garrison." At this time, Ulf and others carried a large amount of supplies and war horses and returned to their garrison along the river, where the old slave Wisad was leading the villagers. They came to greet him.
"Master." The old slave Wisad looked at the cargo and horses unloaded from the ship with joy, and stepped forward and said to Ulf.
"Did nothing happen while you were away?" Ulf jumped off the longship and asked Verside.
"Guzlen has sent a messenger asking you to go see him." Wisad reported to Ulf.
"Guzrun?" Ulf frowned slightly. At this time, Guzrun wanted to see him. Could it be that Alfred had started to attack? Kyoto’s strength.
At this time, Guzlen was stationed in Cambridge Castle in Cambridgeshire. He stood in the arrow tower of the castle and looked in the direction of the Kingdom of Wessex. There were many fortresses on the border, even in Wessex. The kingdom signed a peace agreement with the Vikings, but Alfred did not relax at all and deployed his troops on the border.
"Are you challenging me?" Guzlen narrowed his eyes. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip of the malt wine, his eyes full of disdain and anger.
Guzlen regarded Alfred's defense as a provocation. This was a very unpleasant feeling. I came to rob you, but you actually dared to resist? Then I decided to rob you to show you, even though I was planning to rob you.
"Lord Ulf is here." At this time, a personal warrior came to report. Guzlen looked back at him and nodded.
Ulf walked up the narrow and steep stairs. He repeatedly thought about the reason why Guzlen was looking for him. At this time, the Mercians had just been eliminated. The Mercians would never dare to challenge Guzlen in the short term. .
"Could it be internal strife?" Ulf pondered for a moment. Halfdan went to conquer Ireland, but according to history, the Irish themselves are also very tough. Halfdan may not be able to get an advantage, and the one who led Halfdan's army The adopted son Sven is also far away in Jorvik, and there is no conflict between the two parties.
At this moment, Ulf walked to the arrow tower and stood behind Guzlen. The Danish king was placing the golden cup in his hand on the wooden table next to him.
"Lord Ulf, how are you doing in the village where you are stationed? Have you asked the girls there to conceive a baby for you?" Guzlen turned around, laughed, hugged Ulf fiercely, and said to him Said teasingly.
"The Unsa people are too ugly, and I don't want to leave a group of ugly descendants." Ulf also smiled and shrugged, jokingly saying to Guzlen.
"Hahahaha, that's right." Ulf's joke made Guzlen laugh. He led Ulf to the window and pointed forward, "Lord Ulf, what did you see?"
"Huh?" Ulf raised his eyes and looked over. He frowned slightly when he saw the forest of fortresses and the patrol troops moving between the fortresses. The opposite side was the border of Sevex.
"That's Alfred's army. They started building the fortress in the winter and have been building it until now." Guzlen poured a glass of wine and handed it to Ulf.
"Are they guarding against us?" Ulf took the drink and asked Guzlen.
"No, he's not." But Guzlen smiled. He shook the animal skin shawl he was wearing, and the chainmail made a clattering sound.
"No?" Ulf was puzzled. This was obviously building a defense system to fight against the Viking army led by Guzlen.
"He is provoking us and challenging us." Guzrun raised his strong arm and pointed to the border of Wessex and said to Ulf.
"A challenge? Ulf was thoughtful, but he didn't take it seriously. You are allowed to rob people, and you are not allowed to build fences.
"Yes, so we need to teach them a lesson so that these Ansa people understand that they must maintain respect for us." Guzlen said to Ulf.
"I see, then what do you want to do, attack by force?" Ulf said to Guzlen curiously.
"Of course we can do this by force, but it's not necessary. I want to lead the fleet around here and attack their hinterland." Guzlen laughed. The Wessex people's coastline is so long that it can be defended everywhere. The location where the Beijingers landed, it seems that the fortress Alfred built on the border has no effect at all.
"Wise choice." Ulf said to Guzlen, but he still had some doubts in his heart.
"Stupid Alfred, I will let him know that he has done a wrong thing, and if you do a wrong thing, you must be punished." Guzlen said proudly.
"But I have a question." Ulf pursed his lips and said to Guzlen seriously.
"What's the matter?" Guzlen was in a good mood, and he generously let Ulf express his doubts.
"If Alfred built so many fortresses on the border, then it is impossible for him to build fortresses in other parts of his own country. If that is the case, we will go deep alone." Ulf thought for a while and said to Guzlen , he remembered that kings in the Middle Ages liked to build castles. Whether it was to deal with the Vikings or the nomadic tribes from the grasslands, this was the lowest cost, but very effective method.
"Build a fortress?" Guzlen frowned. What Ulf said was indeed a question. If Alfred built fortresses all over the country, then the North's attack would be disrupted. Pulling out the fortresses one by one would be Unrealistic.
"But don't be afraid. As long as we have enough siege equipment, we can continue to attack." Ulf encouraged Guzlen at this time.
"Oh, siege equipment?" Guzlen's eyes lit up, and he looked at Ulf in surprise. The Vikings were good at infantry combat and field battles, but they found it very difficult to face a solid fortress. This is also The reason why the Vikings often could only grab something and run away was because they could not capture it for a long time.
"There once was an old wise man in my territory. He taught us some methods of making siege equipment." Ulf said to Guzrun.
"Oh, so where is he now?" Guzlen immediately became interested and said to Ulf.
"He has already left. I don't know where he went." Ulf shrugged his shoulders and said to Guzlen.
"What a pity, Lord Ulf. If this is the case, I would like to appoint you as the military commander to help us build siege equipment." Guzrun said to Ulf immediately.
"Of course you can, but building siege equipment requires space, money, materials, and manpower." Ulf said with some embarrassment.
"Well, I understand. Now I will give you the Radfield collar. I will provide you with as many people and materials as you need." Guzlen said to Ulf decisively.
"Oh? Seal the land to me." Ulf was ecstatic. He originally thought that Guzlen would provide him with funds, material resources and manpower at most, but he did not expect that Guzlen would directly grant him a piece of land.
"That's right, work hard for me! If Wessex can be eliminated, it is not impossible to even grant you a county." Guzlen said boldly, but these lands were taken away from the Unsa people. , he didn’t feel bad for Ulf, and of course Ulf didn’t take Guzlen’s pie to heart either.
Ulf thanked Guzlen, but his heart was tight. From the beginning to the end, Guzlen seemed to know that he had siege equipment. Everything seemed to be proposed by Guzlen unintentionally, but he always had the feeling that he was being taken advantage of by Guzlen. The illusion of ethical surveillance.
"Your Majesty, why do you value Ulf so much?" When Ulf left the arrow tower, the soldiers following Guzlen asked curiously.
"Do you think I value Ulf?" Guzlen now put away his arrogance and recklessness in facing Ulf, with a shrewd look in his eyes.
"Of course, although my successor Ulf made important contributions against the Mercians, there are many such earls." The personal warrior said to Guzlen.
"When I was young, when I was adventuring, I once met a blind prophet. He told me that I would become a famous king." Guzlen poured himself a glass of wine again, and he picked up the wine and drank. He took a sip and said to the soldiers accompanying him.
"This has indeed come true." The warrior accompanying him nodded in agreement.
"But actually that's not what I want to know, because I know my abilities very well, and one day I will achieve it, so I asked an interesting question." Guzlen said with a smile, and at this time he happened to look at it from the other side Through the window, he saw Ulf's figure, and the big black wolf followed Ulf's feet amidst the whistle.
"What is it?" the accompanying soldier asked curiously.
"I asked him how I would die, for I would never wish to die on my bed, which is a disgrace to a warrior, and the prophet told me that one day I would die at the hands of a Norse warrior accompanied by a black wolf. ." Guzlen said lightly as he looked at Ulf with the black wolf.
"What?" The soldier accompanying him was very surprised. He didn't expect that Guzlen would tell him this.
"Yes, of course I didn't believe it before. After all, who can tame a wolf, and a black wolf at that, is as impossible as seeing Valkyrie alive." Guzlen shrugged, and he put down the cup. Said self-deprecatingly.
"Then Lord Ulf will be harmful to you one day?" The soldier frowned and put his hand on the hilt of the sword unconsciously. He swore to protect Guzlen from any harm. If this If the prophecy is true, then Ulf is a very dangerous person to Guzlen. If possible, he will kill Ulf in advance.
"Maybe, but the prophet's prophecy is like looking at a puzzle through thick fog. Who knows! But when I saw Ulf with the black wolf, I found it interesting. This young lord can really Kill me?" Guzlen smiled and said to his personal soldiers.
"Then you will also grant the land to him?" The soldier accompanying him couldn't help but said worriedly. He didn't understand Guzlen's thoughts at all. Generally, if he got such a prophecy about his own death, he would definitely find ways to kill the enemy, but Guzlen Zilun seems to put more emphasis on Ulf.
"I'm not afraid of death, but I can't die in the hands of an unknown person. If I can choose to die, I hope to die in the hands of another king." Guzlen sighed and explained to the soldiers accompanying him.
"Oh, you think Ulf is another king?" the warrior said with some disbelief. In his opinion, there are many counts like Ulf. From Ulf, he didn't seem to see the king. style.
"Do you know that Ulf attacked the Mercian territory and escaped unscathed?" Guzrun has his own intelligence network, and being able to become the leader of a Viking army requires more than just bravery. .
