(Dear readers, have a happy Dragon Boat Festival!——)
The Cornish soldiers stood in the military camp, looking unkindly at the passing Vikings in front of them. If looks could kill, Ulf and the others would have been torn into pieces.
"These people really make me unhappy." Vargas squeezed his fist, and his fist made a sound like exploding beans. He looked over forcefully, and his fierce eyes immediately made the Cornish soldiers dodge. After all, the Vikings had a reputation for being ferocious.
"Be patient." Ulf comforted Vargas. They must not act rashly before seeing the ruler of Cornwall. At this moment, the city gate slowly opened.
Ulf stepped inside. The castle was mainly made of wooden structure, but the wide wooden walls meant that it was not just simple wood inside. It might be mixed with earth and stones, making it difficult to break through at once, and there were many arrow towers. , it is not impossible to conquer, but a heavy price must be paid.
"They are coming." Princess Rotrid stood by the window of the fortress. She looked at the Vikings coming in from the outside, her eyes full of curiosity.
This group of Dongming people are tall, wearing fur shawls, and their armor is mostly leather. They have Viking iron swords or axes on their waists. Their bodies are full of barbaric atmosphere that is different from the Unsa people, and their eyes are full of aggression and anger.
"Your Highness, it's better not to meet them in person." The palace minister stood beside Princess Rotred. He thought that these Dongming people were savage and terrifying, and their language was like the roar of wild wolves.
"Look, they are bringing a black wolf with them." But Rotred was like a child who discovered a novel toy. When she saw Heitan following Ulf, she couldn't help but pull the palace minister and said.
"Your Majesty, this shows that they are really devils, and only devils can control evil beasts like wolves." The palace minister frowned and said with more certainty.
"Whether it is a devil or not, you can only know with your own eyes if you see it with your own eyes." But Princess Rotred didn't care. She turned around and walked quickly towards the Lord's Hall.
Ulf stood in the lord's hall of this Cornish castle. The gorgeous decoration showed the noble status of the owner here. There were still sculptures from the ancient Roman era on the columns, but they were more Catholic decorations, showing that It reflects the religious beliefs of the owner here.
"The glory of ancient Rome?" Ulf muttered softly. It seemed that even though ancient Rome had been destroyed, the glory left behind had a far-reaching impact, which made him become interested in the other remaining Rome.
"The Queen Regent of Cornwall has arrived~~." At this time, an attendant shouted loudly. His loud voice echoed in the hall, and those on the columns and corners pointed at Ulf and others. The servants also quickly stood up straight.
Ulf saw under the woolen curtain hanging from the side door, a man wearing a gold crown, a luxurious blue woolen skirt, and a white scarf wrapped around his head. On his delicate face, there was a pair of eyes as green as a lake. He was looking at Ulf and others curiously.
"Your Majesty, this is Lord Ulf, he is a Nordic lord." The envoy bowed to Princess Rotred who was sitting on the throne and reported.
"A lord, so he is a noble?" Princess Rotred looked at Ulf in front of her in amazement. She did not expect that the young Viking in front of her was actually a lord.
"Dear Queen Regent, we heard that you need a mercenary army, so we are here." Ulf smiled, he put his hands in front of him and said to Princess Rotred, of course he was full of enthusiasm. The magnetic voice and the Norse language made it impossible for Princess Rotred to understand it until the messenger translated it.
"Welcome you, I will give you enough commission, but accordingly, you must remain loyal enough to me." Princess Rotred put her hands on the armrests and said loudly to Ulf and others.
Ulf nodded and said that he would abide by the mercenary contract and provide safety guarantee for Princess Rotred. At this time, Princess Rotred happily expressed that she would host a banquet for everyone.
Cornwall is located in the south of Britain. The land here is fertile, the climate is humid, and the products are rich. Therefore, the food and wine at the banquet are intoxicating. It can be said that no matter what kind of requirements, Princess Rotred can satisfy them.
"It's really abominable. They are just a group of barbarians. They actually sit with us. It's really blasphemous." Elied sat on the other side. He picked up the wine glass, his eyes full of resentment.
"Lord Elied, please maintain basic etiquette. After all, they are our allies now." The palace minister quietly walked to Elied and warned him.
"Bastard, your souls will go to hell." Elied cursed the palace minister.
"But sir, if you just want to vent your anger, I have a way." At this time, a palace noble next to Elied said in order to please him.
"What do you have in mind?" A trace of amusement appeared on Eliide's lips, and he turned sideways and asked the noble.
"The Vikings are just a group of barbarians who have not accepted the gospel of God. In this case, we let them understand what civilization is." The noble said with a malicious smile.
"My lord, this is just a banquet. After receiving them, Your Highness the Princess will ask them to leave." The palace minister was afraid of causing trouble. Everyone knew that Vikings had bad tempers and were not easy to deal with.
"Don't worry, it's just a small show." The palace noble said indifferently.
While several people were talking quietly together, Ulf was holding the wine glass, seemingly unintentional but taking into account the reactions of everyone in the hall.
"Ulf, these Cornish people have bad intentions!" Ange said to Ulf in a low voice.
"Act according to the opportunity." Ulf said to Ange calmly.
"If they dare to pull a trick, I will smash their heads without mercy." Vargas said unceremoniously.
"Ding ding ding~~." A sweet balalaika played, and a court musician held the piano and plucked it. The bright sound of the piano and the loud and melodious singing sounded. The Cornish people all smiled proudly, and From time to time, they looked at Ulf and others, full of cultural superiority, because in their view, the Nordics were just a group of barbarians who did not understand civilization.
"Haha, I wonder if those Vikings have any music and civilization other than howling like wild beasts." Eliide said to the palace nobles around him, which immediately caused a burst of echoing laughter.
"Hmm." Princess Rotrid couldn't help but frown. She looked at Ulf and others awkwardly, and then ordered the messenger in a low voice not to translate these words to Ulf and others.
But there are some emotions in the world that can be felt even without words. Ulf clearly sensed the hostility from the Cornish people, but he just drank the wine in the glass and then tapped it rhythmically with the bottom of the glass. stand up.
'What are these Vikings doing? "Eliide and the others looked over in surprise, and when Ulf tapped the wooden table with his wine glass, Ange also drank the wine in the glass, and then started tapping to the rhythm, and Sigrid did the same. Immediately, the palace, which had been full of melodious sentiment just now, was broken by the rhythmic sound of knocking wine glasses.
"What are they?" Princess Rotrid also looked stunned. She didn't understand what these Vikings wanted to do. When she looked at the envoy with questioning eyes, the other party just shrugged.
"Paladin, Paladin, let his soul spill on the ground,
What is difficulty, what is suffering, thrown into the sea and rivers.
Pick up the bow, pick up the staff, we are ambitious to challenge.
Stepping on the earth, stepping on the earth, we are grateful for our coming.
You can only take credit for victory or defeat. You are already an enemy. Why should you be afraid of letting go of your fate?
Don’t be afraid of the sky, don’t be afraid of the earth, faith is there
We must rally the crowd, overcome obstacles, and stand up
Don't admit defeat, turn into a dragon, let the nation shine upon all nations.
What is difficult, looking at the sky, singing hot songs and standing in the sky, the star soul is white, stepping through the universe. "
Ulf opened his mouth and used his deep magnetic voice to sing a song in the rough North language. This kind of sound without any instruments at all, just the sound of wine glasses hitting the wooden table, paired with the majestic song, was shocking. The Cornish people were speechless.
"What kind of song is this?" Eliide looked surprised. They thought the Vikings were just a group of barbarians who only knew how to rob homes, but this song is full of rhythm. Even if you don't understand the meaning of the lyrics, you can still feel it. into the power of it.
"What is difficult~~What is bitter~~." Princess Rotrid listened to the messenger's translation, and immediately felt the beauty and heroism of the lyrics.
Hearing this heroic song, people couldn't help but feel excited. The next moment, they seemed to pick up swords and axes and start attacking the enemy.
"Lord Ulf, it turns out that you also have such a beautiful poem. I wonder what the name of this poem is?" Princess Rotred asked Ulf after Ulf stopped singing.
"The descendant of the Dragon Clan." Ulf said to Princess Rotred.
"What a beautiful song. I didn't expect the Vikings to have such a culture." Many Cornish court nobles said that the Cornish territory is close to the sea, so they love creatures like dragons very much. A group of educated Vikings couldn't help but look at him differently.
"Damn it." But Eliide was furious. He obviously wanted to lose face to these Vikings, but he was outdone instead.
"Princess Rotrid, I ask you to expel this group of Vikings immediately and not allow them to continue to desecrate our sacred castle." Elied stood up angrily, pointed at Ulf and others and said loudly.
"Lord Elied, I said they are my guests." Princess Rotrid scolded loudly.
"Hmph." Elied glanced at Princess Rotrid, Ulf and others angrily, then stood up and left the hall, along with several palace nobles.
"Tsk." The palace minister felt that there was something difficult. He did not expect that Eliide would choose this opportunity to break with Princess Rotrid.
Ulf was not angry because of this. Instead, he was thoughtful. The upper class in Cornwall seemed to be at odds with each other. Maybe this was a good opportunity. He winked at Tai Lun, who calmly left the banquet. Secretly following Eliide and others as they left.
"The abominable Princess Rotrid actually led the Vikings into the castle. She is playing with fire." Elied and others did not go too far. When they reached the corner of a narrow alley, Elied De complained.
"My lord, you are the king's younger brother, and there has long been a rumor in the court that the current prince is not the heir of the late king at all."
"Yes, the women of West Francia are dissolute and have no idea of chastity."
"Ha, half of the nobles in the court are now having an affair with her, not to mention the Prime Minister who is also a West Frankish person."
"A relative of mine who served as a guard once saw the palace minister leaving the princess's room one morning."
"What, is there such a thing?" Elied immediately raised his eyebrows after hearing this. He didn't care about the princess's chastity, but these palace rumors gave him a chance to aspire to the throne.
"Shh, let's not continue talking. Let's go to my mansion." At this time, a vigilant noble made a silent gesture towards them, and several people quickly stopped talking.
When Tyron told Ulf what he had seen and heard, Ulf knew that just by getting together with Elied and the nobles, they could conceive of a palace coup.
"Very good, now we have a chance." A smile appeared on Ulf's lips, and he immediately took Tyron to find Princess Rotred.
"What, you said that Elied was going to launch a palace coup?" Princess Rotrid looked at Ulf in disbelief. Although she had always suspected Elied's wildness, she did not dare to do so without evidence. act rashly.
"Your Highness, since you hired us, we should solve this worry for you, how about it?" Ulf spread his hands and said to the princess.
"Oh, how to solve it?" The princess blinked, looking harmless and innocent.
"As long as you hold back the army outside the castle for a little while, we will help you get rid of Elied once and for all." Ulf shrugged and said to the princess.
"I can't command the troops outside the city, but the city gate will be closed for a period of time tomorrow." The princess looked at Ulf thoughtfully and said to herself.
"That's enough." Ulf knew that Elied was still in the castle, so he nodded to the princess and said.
After Ulf and others left, the palace minister walked out from the curtain behind the princess's throne. His eyes were full of worry, and he opened his mouth to Princess Rotred, but did not say anything in the end.
"Why, do you think I'm crazy to trust these Vikings so much?" At this time, Princess Rotred completely lost her innocent and bright look, and the corners of her thin lips were slightly raised.
"Your Highness?"
"His Majesty the King of Cornwall's dearest brother died in a Viking raid. This reason should be very appropriate!" Princess Rotred said calmly.
"But what about those Vikings?" the palace minister said in surprise. He did not expect that the princess had already wanted to kill Elied.
"Don't worry, when they kill Elied, I will kill them with grief, and then command the army outside the castle to destroy the Viking army that invaded Cornwall." Princess Rotrid He raised his chin, tightened his collar, and said softly.
