While Ulf was helping Guzrun rebuild the holy objects and morale, Oda's army was slowly advancing along the muddy path towards the castle.
The British soldiers, wearing pointed British-style helmets, leather armor and a small amount of chainmail, holding spears and pointed shields, lined up in a long formation slowly and confidently, marching under the leadership of Auda.
Along the way, squires and yeoman farmers with their own weapons continued to join, and their ranks became larger and larger, becoming more powerful.
Auda sat on the horse with bright eyes. He took off his leather gloves, held the cross pendant around his neck, and murmured gratitude for everything the Lord had given him.
The soldiers were also inspired by their victory over the Vikings under the leadership of Oda. From time to time, they looked up at the flying crow flag, which was evidence of their victory over the arrogant Vikings.
"Speed up and drive the enemy away as soon as possible." After Auda finished praying in his heart, he put down his hand and turned his head to look at the endless team behind him and ordered to his adjutant.
"Yes, Lord Sheriff."
After Aouda finished his instructions, he looked forward again. The land in Britain was fertile, with endless green grasslands and salty sea breeze blowing from a distance. This was the home where they grew up.
"Speed up, Lord Sheriff orders."
"accelerate."
"quick."
The soldiers were wearing armor and running forward desperately with weapons on their backs. Behind them and to the left and right was another scene.
The accompanying battalion of peasant women and logistical entourage driving the caravan slowly moved forward over the mountains and plains. They were the team responsible for providing logistical support to Auda's army, as well as the families of the soldiers.
Although Oda also knew that he had to rush to the castle as soon as possible to catch the Vikings off guard before they had time to react, but without these clumsy logistical support, his soldiers would be in a situation without food. After all, they If you are not a Viking, you can plunder this land at will.
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Just when the Britons wanted to march quickly but were delayed, the North people were eating and drinking at the banquet. They loved the banquet so much that they would forget everything.
Ulf did not fall into this carnival. He sat silently in his seat, picked up the wine glass and drank the ale in it. This slightly bitter drink seemed like something to the North people. The liquid is like an elixir that can relieve physical and mental fatigue.
There was an iron box next to Ulf's hand, which contained the sacred war hammer. Therefore, everyone turned their eyes away from time to time with awe, but quickly withdrew their gazes, fearing to desecrate this item. A magical relic.
However, not everyone is afraid of this sacred object.
In the bustling corner, the three North warriors who were taught a lesson by Ulf in the lord's kitchen gathered there and whispered to each other. From time to time, they turned their eyes in the direction of Ulf and the iron box in his hand.
Ulf continued to drink, covering his gaze. He knew that once everyone knew that the sacred warhammer inside the iron box had actually been split in half by lightning, they would probably immediately accuse him of deceiving the gods. Ordered to be punished with blood eagle.
"One Sword Dominates"
Therefore, although Ulf seemed to be drinking, he was actually very sober and alert.
The actions of the three North warriors had already fallen into his eyes, but Ulf was very calm, and he knew that he must not mess up his position.
When he saw the three people suddenly disappearing into the crowd, Ulf frowned and unconsciously placed his hand on the iron box.
For a moment, the banquet seemed to be going on as usual without any problems.
Ulf breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, roars suddenly broke out from the crowd, and the muffled sound of fists hitting people's bodies suddenly turned the originally harmonious banquet into a frenzy.
"Bastard, beat you to death." A North warrior waved his fist and hit another North warrior. They pushed each other towards Ulf's direction, and the other North warriors saw They didn’t know why they thought it was an ordinary fight, so they all held wine glasses and raised their fists and cheered loudly.
Because fighting is very common in Norse banquets. If there is no blood in a banquet, people will think that the banquet is very boring and cursed.
The two North warriors pushed and shoved in front of Ulf. Ulf frowned, clamped the iron box under his elbow, and stood up in an attempt to avoid it.
However, soon the three North warriors appeared from nowhere and swarmed forward and pushed Ulf violently, causing his body to stumble, and the iron box clamped under his elbow It actually fell out.
"Kangdang." The clear sound of metal collision sounded, and everyone was suddenly startled, focusing their attention on the iron box containing the sacred war hammer.
The three North soldiers also hurriedly came over. They even stepped forward and opened the lid, but when the lid was opened, everyone was stunned.
"Bold, who told you to open the lid?" Upon seeing this, Vargas stepped forward angrily and shouted at the three North warriors.
"What's going on?" But the other party had no fear. They pointed at the iron box and said with an expression of guilt.
After the box was opened, there was nothing inside. It was just an empty box.
Ulf was free at this time. He patted the dust on his clothes with his hand and said to them calmly: "This is just an empty box. What do you want to say?"
The leading North warrior said angrily: "Where's the war hammer? Where's the war hammer you mentioned given by Thor?"
"Of course the warhammer is in a safe place. Do you think I will take the warhammer to the banquet?" Ulf smiled and said to him.
"..." The three North warriors had no choice but to leave, but there was reluctance in their eyes.
"Fortunately, you transferred the war hammer in advance, otherwise we would have been in trouble." Vargas breathed a huge sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, Ulf even deceived them, holding an empty box during the entire banquet.
"However, they will definitely still look for trouble." Ange also squeezed over at this time and whispered to Ulf and Vargas.
Ulf narrowed his eyes and stared at the backs of the three North warriors, with a hint of murderous intent in his blue eyes.
"It won't be long before they can stop us." Ulf lowered his eyes, trying not to let others see his emotions. He picked up the wine glass and poured a sip of bitter ale down his throat.
