As soon as the guards stepped into the gate, they were immediately greeted by Ange's ax and Sigrid's sharp dagger. They didn't even have time to beg for mercy. It wasn't Ulf who was cruel. If these guards were not subdued, then they might become a hidden danger. After all, Ulf was leading only a few people including Ange at this time.
Although there are dungeons for prisoners in the fortress, this is the Cornish people's own castle after all. If they are not careful, they may be released. However, killing this group of guards has many benefits. At least it will scare other people and prevent them from doing so. Don't dare to have any small thoughts.
"Hoo, hoo." Ange's silver hair was also stained with blood. She glanced at the corpses of the guards lying in the hall, and then ordered the servants who were trembling with fear to drag all the corpses down to the courtyard. go.
"Shasha~~." When the servants dragged all the corpses down to the courtyard, shocking traces of blood were left in the hall, while the maids struggled to carry buckets and bristle brushes and poured the water in. Then I cleaned the ground diligently with a brush. Soon the ground was clean, as if nothing had ever happened.
"Ulf, what are your plans for coming down?" Ange asked Ulf after clearing away the guards and capturing the palace minister.
"The commotion in the castle will definitely be noticed by the troops outside, but because there is no order from Elied, they will not immediately send people to inquire. In this case, it is better to mobilize the troops outside the city in the name of Elied. Garrison somewhere else." Ulf pondered for a moment and said to Ange.
Ulf ordered the palace minister to forge an order from Elied, and then sent Tyron to the military camp outside the castle, telling them that the fire in the castle was just caused by a few drunkards, and now Elied ordered them Head to the valley not far from the castle to wait for the next order.
"Where's Elied? We want to see him in person." But several leading generals were surprised, because they didn't know the news before Elied entered the castle, and the sudden order was really strange.
"Eliide has become the new military commander and will be appointed by Princess Rotrid. Of course, he must stay in the castle and just mobilize you to do it." Tyron was quick to think and said to several generals.
"This?" Several generals looked at each other. They looked at each other. You must know that Elied and Princess Rotrid are incompatible with each other. Parking the army outside the castle is also a subtle demonstration. These things will make the generals They knew it well, so when there was a fire in the castle, the city gate was closed tightly, which was what they expected.
"Don't worry, Princess Rotred has agreed to pay you a large reward. All this is for the stability of Cornwall." Tyron said to several generals. When it came to getting money, Greedy looks flashed in the eyes of several generals.
"We understand." The generals agreed quickly. Since Eliid had obtained a high position, it would not be too much for them to take some money.
Ulf stood at the window of the fortress, watching the colorful military flags outside the castle begin to gather and move, and slowly leave, feeling relieved.
"Tailen did a good job." Ulf nodded slightly and said to Ange beside him.
"But he is not a real Norse after all." Ange frowned slightly. Of course, she was not discriminating against Tyran's blood, but she was telling the truth. Many Norse people did not like hybrids who interbred with foreign races.
"Blood has never been a problem, at least not here with us." Ulf shrugged. He knew that the so-called pure blood was just a dream. Humans in the entire world were actually in a process of exchanging DNA and blood. Otherwise, pure blood Humanity should have died long ago.
When the Cornish army blocking the way left, Ulf immediately ordered his army to enter the castle, thereby completely controlling the castle, and then ordered the messengers on horseback to go to Gutzlen, allowing them to lead the army to retreat immediately Here, please encircle and intercept Alfred's army.
"Oh, Lord Ulf has occupied Exeter." When the messenger told Guzlen the news that Ulf had occupied the castle, the Viking leader said with joy.
'Yes, Lord Gutzrun, my lord has completely captured it, and he is now fortifying the castle in preparation for your arrival. "The messenger said respectfully to Guzlen.
Guzrun happily ordered his men to entertain the envoy. When the envoy left, he glanced at Alfred's military camp stationed across the river in the distance.
Although Alfred signed a peace agreement with Gutzlen in order to deal with the new invaders, Alfred did not relax his vigilance. He stationed his cavalry troops on the other side of the river to monitor Gutzlen. As long as Gutzlen If there is any slight movement in Lun's troops, they will take action.
"They have been monitoring us." Guzrun snorted coldly in his heart. If his supply fleet had not been destroyed by the storm, he would have never agreed to the peace agreement, but it doesn't matter anymore. Ulf has been found in Cornwall. They only need to retreat to the new fulcrum to find supplies and regroup.
Alfred did not know about the fall of Cornwall. He believed that the Vikings without supplies were like lions that had lost their teeth and claws and could only return to their lair obediently. He did not expect Ur at all. The husband was actually able to easily capture Cornwall with a hundred men.
"Your Majesty, Guzlen's movements are worthy of vigilance." Isaac was very worried, he reminded Alfred.
'Don't worry, the reason why I sent the cavalry troops to monitor them is for quick response. If they return to their Danfa area obediently, forget it. If there is any abnormal movement, the cavalry will stop them and report back to me. Alfred said to Isaac.
"Vikings are cunning and changeable. It's always good to make some preparation plans." Isaac nodded. Although Alfred's plan was perfect, he didn't know why he always had a bad feeling in his heart. But if I think about it carefully, I can't catch it.
Therefore, he had to give up and just hoped that God could help Wessex win and end the Vikings' ravage of Britain. Of course, if the countries could unite under the banner of the Kingdom of Wessex and establish a powerful Kingdom of Britain, then Even better.
"Issac, I remember that Operation Sewing Needle has been implemented, right?" Alfred suddenly asked Isaac.
"Yes, they have already started taking action." Isaac did not expect Alfred to suddenly ask about it, so he quickly explained to him that Operation Sewing Needle would cost a lot of money and time, and it would not be successful all at once. Yes, because there is a particularly large risk involved, and if it is exposed, it will cause greater harm to Alfred's reputation.
"I understand. I will not ask about this matter again. I hope the Lord can forgive our crimes." Alfred glanced at Isaac. As a king, sometimes he must use some extraordinary means, even in the dark. He doesn't hesitate to kill his own enemies.
Isaac did not have any psychological burden on this. In his opinion, killing one person and saving a kingdom was a very cost-effective thing, so he proposed this plan to Alfred without hesitation.
"Your Majesty, please rest assured that even if the assassins are caught, they will not reveal anything about us." Isaac assured Alfred.
Alfred nodded slightly, his thin face looked gloomy, and his eyes were full of compassion, but he still waved his hand and told Isaac to step back.
When Isaac walked out of the palace, he raised his head and looked at the sky. The dazzling sunlight made him squint his eyes, but an eagle hovering above the palace caught his attention.
A sharp cry of an eagle sounded. On the Irish island across the sea, several naked Irish warriors wearing blue plaid trousers, tattoos with cyan dye and holding long swords, they might Stand or squat on the sea cliff, staring at the sea in the distance.
Suddenly, hundreds of Viking longships appeared on the sea. Blown by the sails bulging in the sea breeze, the longships quickly approached the Irish coast. At this time, several Irish sword-wielding warriors used a sword to each other. They talked in a vague ancient Irish language.
One of the Irish warriors with reddish hair and beard was holding a sword. He put the sword on his shoulder and ran quickly towards the back. After passing through a forest and a stream, a man appeared in front of him. The Irish settlement is bustling with Irish people with blue tattoos and faces, many of whom are strong warriors.
When he appeared, many Irish people began to stop and watch. The originally relaxed atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the faces of some British businessmen who came here also became solemn.
The Irish warriors came to the settlement and found themselves in front of a huge stone building with many crosses and strange patterns carved on it. A priest holding a cross was talking to the leader.
When the warrior saw the two men, he quickly inserted his sword in front of him, then knelt down on one knee, pointed to the back and said something loudly and quickly. After hearing his words, the people around him became commotion, while the leader frowned and touched his head. He touched the thick and fluffy brown-red beard under his lips.
"Oh oh oh oh~~."
Suddenly, the leader came out, opened his hands, and shouted loudly. Under his leadership, the Irish warriors also raised their weapons and roared along.
The priest holding the cross began to use his fingers to make the sign of the cross to everyone to bless the warriors who were about to go on an expedition. They were going to fight against the Viking pirates across Britain.
"Odin." When the Irish warriors began to prepare for war, a Viking longship washed up on the coast. A North lord wearing a big-nosed iron helmet, chainmail, and holding an ax and a round shield. , jumped off the long boat, stepped on the soft beach with his feet, raised his head and shouted to the sky.
"Odin." The Viking warriors jumped off the longships and responded by shouting the name of Odin, the father of the Nordic gods, hoping that the king of gods could bless them, occupy this land, and gain A glorious victory.
The leading North lord was Halfdan in the white shirt. He led half of his army on the path of Ivar the Boneless to conquer the land of Ireland, but the wind blew them to the side of the leader. It was not the original destination of Dublin, but for the white-shirted Halfdan, this didn't matter at all. He would occupy the entire island of Ireland anyway.
"Chief, look." A royal warrior beside Halfdan raised his sword and pointed to the cliff, reminding Halfdan to see the Irishmen who were watching them on the cliff.
"Thanks to Odin, I can finally wash my ax with blood." The corners of Halfdan's mouth curled up in disdain, completely ignoring these Irish warriors. In his opinion, everything belongs to Odin. will.
"I will lead a team of people to drive away those bedbugs." The royal warrior said to Halfdan.
"Yes." Halfdan nodded slightly and agreed to the other party's proposal.
Soon, the royal warriors wearing heavy chain armor gathered a group of North warriors. They carried bucklers and axes on their backs and headed towards the cliff, and the Irish warriors also saw them.
"Whoosh, whoosh~~."
The Irish warriors were scattered all over the cliff. They took out their javelins and threw them at the Vikings who were attacking upwards. These javelins were fast and accurate. Although the range of the deliberately cut off javelins was much shorter, it increased the range. The intensity of the damage, if you are hit, you will either die or be injured.
"Shield." The royal warrior shouted, and immediately held the round shield on his back in his left hand. He asked the North warriors to get closer, and then used the round shield in his hand to form a small shield wall.
"Ping~~." The javelin hit the buckler, and actually penetrated the buckler directly. The North warrior holding the buckler paused, and looked at the penetrating gun tip in surprise.
"Don't panic, move forward slowly." The royal warrior shouted as he led the team forward.
"Hmph." And the group of Irish warriors who had the geographical advantage were not afraid. They had their bare upper bodies covered with blue tattoos, holding javelins and iron swords, and kept moving towards the royal warriors. Throw.
However, in front of the Viking shield formation, these javelin attacks seemed to be very limited, so several Irish warriors sneaked over from both sides of the cliff. When the Vikings passed by, they suddenly jumped in from above and smashed them with their bodies. On the shield, shouts of killing immediately broke out. The Vikings raised their axes to chop, while the Irish warriors roared and waved their iron swords. The sounds of fighting from both sides suddenly resounded on the cliff.
After a fight, several bodies of Irish warriors were left on the cliff, and the victorious Vikings did not continue to pursue the escapees.
