The cold wind blew through the camp, and the flames on the campfire crackled.
Ulf's eyes were bright, and his blue eyes were fixed in front of him. His upper body was bare, showing his strong and compact muscles. He held an ax in his right hand and a round shield in his left hand.
"Ulf, I won't be merciful." Vargas on the opposite side also bent his knees slightly, and he said to Ulf with a grin.
However, Ulf was not provoked by him. Instead, he cautiously took half a step forward, his whole body arched, like an arrow that might be shot out at any time.
"come on."
"attack."
"Show him something awesome."
Ulf's warriors gathered around the campfire, cheering for Ulf and Vargas.
Although Ulf issued a new decree prohibiting fights between North warriors due to drunkenness, it did not prevent the warriors from competing on fighting skills.
"Peng." Vargas didn't give Ulf much chance to get close. He took a deep breath, stared, raised the ax in his hand and slashed at Ulf unceremoniously, and Ulf The husband immediately lowered his body slightly toward the lower right, raised the round shield held in his left hand, and the ax hit the round shield, making a muffled sound immediately.
The soldiers around him couldn't help shouting for Ulf's smooth battle. Their eyes were burning in front of the bonfire. In their boring military career, this was their only entertainment at night.
The battle next to the bonfire became more and more intense. Ulf responded hard, and Vargas attacked fiercely. The two were evenly matched, which made the audience excited. The sharp ax blade shone coldly in the light of the fire, and there were marks on the round shield. It left deep marks.
At this moment, Ulf caught a glimpse of several Angsans entering the camp on horseback. They were led by a fat man with his head shaved and wearing a gray monk's robe. Their eyes seemed to be clashing in mid-air. It took a moment, but they were quickly taken back.
Ulf had to deal with the attacking Vargas, while Isaac, who was riding a horse, took the initiative to look away because he knew that looking at the Vikings was a dangerous thing that contained provocation.
"Are we going to meet the leader of the Vikings now?" The knight who was following Isaac nervously said to Isaac involuntarily as he looked at the Vikings around him who were casting unfriendly glances.
"Quiet, are we the Lamb of God now, already in full bloom before the Lord? Our destiny is no longer up to us." Isaac said calmly to the knight behind him.
"Stop, command." Just as they were about to approach Guzlen's camp, some other Vikings blocked the way, and they said to the Vikings who led Isaac and others.
"Shura Martial God"
"Crow, these are the envoys sent by the King of Angsa." The Viking said quickly, and then motioned to Isaac and others behind him.
After hearing the command, these Vikings relaxed their vigilance, nodded, and let Isaac and others continue to follow them.
Isaac was surprised and novel when he saw this scene.
In order to defeat the Vikings, he had conducted in-depth research on the Viking culture and military organization and combat methods. He knew very well that this group of Dongming people from the east seemed to be huge in number and terrifying in combat effectiveness.
However, they are actually temporarily organized by various tribes, so unless they are controlled by a strong leader, they will often kill each other due to disagreements, and mutual distrust makes their camps usually Very confusing.
But this time he saw that the place was orderly, full of solemnity and regularity, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart. He even got angry and immediately turned around and returned to King Alfred to report his latest discovery to King Alfred. he.
However, the leash of his mount has been grasped by the strong hands of the Vikings, and he cannot escape at all. What's more, even if he gallops through the camp, he may be shot by flying axes and longbows within a hundred meters. This forced him to give up this ridiculous plan and follow the opponent patiently.
Guzrun's camp is located in the middle, surrounded by the camps of other Viking warriors. Even if it is attacked, this is the last place to fall.
When Isaac got off the horse and walked slowly towards Guzlen, who was sitting on the bearskin in front of the Viking tent, he suddenly felt someone passing by him and involuntarily glanced at him. , and found that it was the Viking warrior who was looking at him.
Ulf passed by the Angsa messenger, and he walked straight to Guzlen and saluted him. Guzlen nodded slightly and asked Ulf to stand aside.
"Dear King Guzrun, I have brought a message from His Majesty the King of Wessex." Isaac bowed deeply towards Guzrun and said in proficient northern language.
"You speak our language without an accent at all." Guzlen picked up a berry, took a bite, and said to the fat man who looked like a monk in front of him with some surprise.
"You're flattering me, I just learned from the Norse." Isaac said humbly.
"Tell me, what news did your master bring us? Do you want to surrender?" Guzlen put the whole berry into his mouth, and after a bite, the juice as red as blood flowed at the corner of his mouth.
Guzlen's words caused laughter from the surrounding North leaders. They knew that Alfred had trained a large-scale cavalry force just to fight them. Therefore, it was impossible to surrender, and North People also longed for a fight with this arrogant king of Ansa who claimed to be God's chosen people.
"Dear King Guzrun, today I am the hostage held in your hands, Princess Roderet and her son." Isaac smiled nonchalantly, knowing that the Vikings like to mock the weak. , so he will be soft but tough in negotiations.
"Bah, how much are you prepared to pay to take away the hostages?" Guzlen spit out the berry skin and asked coldly.
"You set the price, and we will never bargain." Isaac spread his hands and said to Guzlen.
When his words fell, not only the North people were surprised, but also the knights behind him were very surprised. You must know that Alfred did not grant Isaac such authority at all when he left.
"Oh?" Isaac's words made Guzlen narrow his eyes and seriously look at Isaac in front of him for the first time. This attitude and conditions seemed to defeat him.
"I will discuss it carefully with the leaders, and I will arrange for you to have a good rest. Of course, the night is too dark, so don't run around in our camp, otherwise you will be killed and leave us alone." Guzlen said to Isaac and others said.
"Sir, could you please invite the envoys to be entertained in my camp?" At this moment, Ulf stood up and said to Guzlen.
"You?" Guzlen was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that Ulf would take the initiative to entertain these Angsa envoys.
Chapter 112, Negotiation Skills
