On the coast, after driving away the watching Irish, the Vikings immediately cut down big trees to make horses and fences, and began to look for a suitable place to camp. Although some people suggested sending spies to scout the surroundings, and then Find directions to rendezvous with the Vikings in Dublin.
But the proud white-shirted Halfdan refused. No matter where they are, they only need to conquer the land here with an axe. As for the Vikings in Dublin, as long as they can expand their territory, they are afraid that they will not come to join them. , and at that time, he could inherit the legacy of Ivar the Boneless.
"Quickly, cut down quickly and establish our stronghold." White-shirted Halfdan wore a chainmail armor with a thick bearskin cloak, and a light and sharp war weapon pinned to the leather belt. Ax, he encouraged with a rough voice among the busy Vikings, and soon a Viking stronghold was built.
"Woooooooooo~~~." Standing on the simple wooden sentry tower, the North warrior wearing an iron helmet with a nose guard picked up the horn-like horn, puffed up his cheeks, and blew hard, a long and dull sound. The sound of horns echoed along the shore.
"Hu~~." But in the jungle not far away, the shirtless Irish warriors, listening to the dull sound of the invader's horn, their eyes were full of hatred, and their eyes seemed to be bursting with anger. However, Still suppressing the anger in his chest, he silently retreated into the dense forest.
When this group of Irish warriors returned, the Irish leader wore an exaggerated iron helmet with ivy branches on both sides of the hat. Although the Irish converted to Catholicism, the Druid culture was rooted in their blood. among them, so this culture still remains.
What is interesting is that the Irish converted to a branch of Catholicism, an island Christian sect that was not even inherited by the Holy See. This sect that combined monastery and Celtic culture took root here.
"Victory!" The Irish leader pulled out a sharp sword with Irish characteristics and roared loudly in the ancient Celtic language.
"Oh oh oh~~." Hundreds of Irish warriors shouted in unison. Most of them were bare-chested, with blue tattoos on their bodies. They held swords and spears in their hands, and their masculine beards hung down. on the chest.
Compared with the anger of the soldiers, the eyes of the women and children in the town were full of worry. Although Ireland was far away from the invasion of the Vikings on the British island, the Viking army brought by Ivar the Boneless occupied Dublin. Or spread the terror of the Vikings across the Irish islands.
Although the Irish countries almost worked together to resist, and the death of Ivar the Boneless curbed the Vikings' offensive momentum, the Vikings' vicious reputation still made the Irish frown.
Priests and monks blessed the warriors who set off on the expedition. Their tones were long and mysterious, encouraging the warriors to fight the enemy bravely and promising that their souls could ascend to heaven.
"Boom, boom, boom~~." The Irish leader mounted his horse, held his head high and led his warriors, marching out of the Irish towns and settlements and heading towards the Viking stronghold.
"Well." On both sides of the streets in the town, merchants from Mercia, Wessex and other places began to pack their bags. These merchants were the most sensitive to danger and profit, and when the war came, there were almost no merchants except slave merchants. like.
But among this group of merchants, there was a traveling merchant wearing a hood. He did not follow the other masters out of the town. On the contrary, he seemed to be looking forward to the war.
"Casper, why didn't you leave?" When the traveling merchant sat down again in front of the goods he had spread out, an Irish red-haired boy with a runny nose walked up to the traveling merchant and asked curiously.
"I am a businessman. I only want to make money. Of course I will not leave until I have made enough money." Casper's dexterous hands were handling the goods, most of which were wood carvings, small silver jewelry and other easy-to-carry goods.
"He is really a guy who is not afraid of death for money." The red-haired boy said mockingly to Kasper, but his expression dimmed, and then he asked Kasper: "Casper, you are a businessman who travels all over the world. You speak the same language and have seen different countries, do you think we can win?"
Casper was stunned for a moment. He probably didn't expect that the boy would ask him such a question as a businessman. You must know that Irish warriors are a group of people who are full of confidence and extremely confident.
"If others ask me, I will say victory is always with me, but if you ask me, I will tell the truth, you will lose." Casper's expression was indifferent, and there never seemed to be a trace of anger on his face. emotion.
"What, how is that possible? Our soldiers are very strong." The red-haired boy was stunned for a moment and said in disbelief.
"Yes, you are very strong, but you have never seen the way the Vikings fight, not to mention that the commander of this army is Halfdan in a white shirt!" Casper seemed to be dissatisfied with the way this Vikings fought. He knew the troops well, he said to the young man calmly.
"Humph, you know them so well, you can't be their spy, right?" The red-haired boy was very angry after hearing this. After all, Casper seemed to be slandering the leader he had always admired and those brave warriors by saying this. They are average.
"If you want to report me, then so be it! However, you must first return what you stole from me." Casper seemed to have expected that the boy would say this. He grabbed the boy's hand and pulled it from his palm. He took out a small silver jewelry. It seemed that this was not the first time that the boy had done this, but Casper had never noticed it before.
"You, you already knew?" The young man looked at Casper in surprise. He didn't expect that Casper had discovered it earlier, but he remained calm.
"Let's make a bet!" Casper was not angry and said to the boy with a smile.
"Oh, what kind of bet?" The boy became interested and asked Casper.
"You will lose the bet," Casper said with a smile.
At this time, in the dense Irish woods, the drums were beating loudly, and the Irish warriors in their shirts and covered with totems loomed in the woods. They made various sounds in their mouths in an attempt to intimidate the Vikings. Their tattoos allow them to hide in the woods.
"Shield wall~." White-shirted Halfdan's face didn't show a trace of emotion. He was not at all frightened by the roars of the Irish warriors. He ordered loudly.
"Wow~~huh~~."
A Viking war cry sounded, and the Viking warriors raised their round shields with bright eyes, holding spears and axes, and the shield wall was like a barrier, aiming at the Irish warriors swinging outside the camp.
"Odin." White-shirted Halfdan raised his head habitually and glanced at the sky, feeling a little disappointed. He did not see the raven appear, but the gloomy sky was covered with dark clouds.
"Oh oh oh oh~~~."
Waves of roars sounded in the woods. The Irish leader looked impatiently at the stronghold in front of him in the woods. This group of hateful Vikings regarded this place as their own land, cut down their sacred trees, and built ugly structures. Camp, this blasphemy and anger intertwined in his chest, and he finally couldn't hold it anymore, and pointed sharply towards the camp with the Kate-style sword in his hand.
"Wow~~."
The Irish warriors knocked on the shields in their hands, cut off their hair with the swords in their hands, and threw them in front of them. This was an ancient ritual of the Kate people, which meant that they no longer cared about life or death, and prayed to the gods to protect them from killing the enemy.
However, the Irish were not blindly reckless. First, a group of warriors armed with small bucklers and javelins rushed out of the woods. They first threw a wave of javelins at the Vikings. This tactic had also been used against the ancient Roman Empire legions.
"Swish swish~~."
Javelins rained down on the Vikings, but they were all blocked by the Vikings' shield wall. When the javelin team withdrew, the shield wall was covered with javelins like hedgehogs.
"Bows and arrows." Halfdan was not a submissive leader. He immediately ordered the Viking longbowmen hiding behind the shield wall to shoot. These Viking longbowmen from Northern Europe drew the bow strings and fired the arrows. among the Irish.
"Oh woo~~."
The arrows were like a summer rainstorm, causing a rustle in the woods. Many Irishmen who could not dodge were shot and fell, wailing in pain.
"Damn it." Seeing his soldiers being shot, the Irish leader was furious. He decided not to wait any longer and ordered his men to launch a general attack.
"Ahhhhh~~~."
A horn sounded, and Irish warriors rushed towards the Viking camp like a tide. They were all brave warriors who were not afraid of death. They firmly believed that the blue totem tattoo on their bodies had the function of protecting the body.
Of course, it is not that the Irish warriors lack armor. On the contrary, most Irish warriors have at least one piece of leather armor, and the elite warriors wear chainmail.
"Ping ping ping ping~~." The Irish warriors tried to use their numbers to overwhelm the defending Vikings. The densely packed warriors soon crowded in front of the shield wall at the entrance of the camp. They used their swords and spears to Attacking the shield wall made a muffled sound.
"Steady, steady." White-shirted Halfdan was not afraid. He held an axe, lowered his head in the shield wall, and carefully observed the movements of this group of Irishmen through the gaps.
"Drink~~." The shield wall was pushed back a little by the Irish attack, but the Vikings behind the shield wall immediately pushed back with all their strength, trying their best to put all the opponent's power on the shield, as if this could reduce the opponent's strength. Like an attack.
"For the gods, for Odin, for Valhalla." White-shirted Halfdan's eyes were as sharp as an eagle. When he saw a flaw in the Irishman, he immediately roared.
Suddenly, a gap opened in the shield wall. The Irish warriors crowded in front of the shield wall were unable to dodge. A group of people rushed in instantly. What greeted them were the Viking axes. The sharp axes killed this group of ignorant Irish soldiers. Men slashed to the ground, and then the shield walls merged.
"Quack quack~~."
The Irish warriors were not afraid. They formed a human ladder and bent down against the shield wall. The warriors behind stepped on the backs of those in front and jumped from the top of the shield wall to the rear. They made strange screams and waved their hands. The sharp sword of Kate immediately cut the leg of the person who was holding the shield.
"Oh wow." The Viking warrior holding the shield groaned, but he still held the shield dutifully.
"Kill~." Halfdan immediately turned around and slashed at the Irish swordsman with his axe. Both sides went back and forth, but in the end Halfdan was more skilled and the ax hooked his sword, and then violently With one blow, the sharp ax chopped off the head of the Irish warrior.
"Almost." After Halfdan killed the Irish warrior, he immediately raised his bloody ax high as a signal.
Sure enough, the team of royal warriors who had been hiding not far away immediately stood up from the cracks in the mountains. They were wearing iron helmets, chainmail and animal skins, holding up the Viking iron swords and round swords in their hands. The shield roared and rushed towards the side and rear of the Irish warriors.
"Ah~~." This sudden attack immediately disrupted the offensive posture of the Irish warriors. They did not expect that the Vikings dared to divide their troops to ambush even though they were few in number. This promise and pride became Their fatal failure.
"Boom~~."
The royal warriors lined up in the ancient Nordic pig formation, like a dagger piercing the formation of the Irish warriors, cutting them off at the waist.
"Well done, push the shield wall." When Halfdan saw this scene, joy immediately appeared on his face, and he immediately ordered the shield wall to start pushing outward.
Driven by the shield wall, the Irish warriors who almost entered the camp were gradually pushed out, and the pigs of the royal warriors behind them came from behind. Suddenly, the Irish warriors felt that they were attacked from both sides, and their morale immediately began to deteriorate. Like an avalanche.
"Come back, cowards." When the Irish leader saw his warriors, they dropped their weapons one after another and began to flee in all directions. He had no courage to turn back and fight. No matter how he scolded or how the priests and monks persuaded them, they would not Willing to turn around and fight.
"Wow~~~." But the Vikings became more and more courageous as they fought. They brandished axes and swords, hacking at the Irish warriors, with blood and severed limbs flying everywhere, as if they were offering sacrifices to the bloodthirsty Nordic gods. The quality is average.
"Quack, quack, quack~~~."
The crows that smelled the blood began to circle from everywhere. Seeing this scene, Halfdan in white had a smile on his face, because he thought that Odin had indeed arrived.
"Odin~~." White-shirted Halfdan raised his ax and pointed at the crows circling in the sky and roared loudly.
"Odin, Odin." The Viking warriors also shouted in unison, and their morale became even higher.
On the other hand, the Irish warriors were no longer able to fight anymore. They retreated to their settlement towns one after another, hoping that the city walls could resist the Viking attack. However, it was not known whether this stubborn resistance would work.
