Isaac looked at Ulf in front of him. He was thinking quickly about the meaning of Ulf's words. He didn't dare to take it lightly. He didn't know whether the other party was testing him on Guzlen's behalf or whether it was Ulf. Wolf's true thoughts.
"Your king is very talented. He has already established a firm foothold. Therefore, I am not optimistic about this battle. Sooner or later, we will still negotiate and return to our respective territories. The Saxons will return to the Saxons, and the Danfa District will return to Dan. Legal District." Ulf held the wine glass in his hand and said to Isaac calmly.
"Caesar." Isaac's almost bald eyebrows twitched slightly. He didn't expect to hear a motto similar to Caesar's from a Viking's mouth, and he didn't believe his ears.
"Therefore, I want to make a deal with your king, give me enough gold coins and slaves, and I will withdraw from this war." Ulf chuckled. He knew that what he said would be harmful to this Saxon. It was a bit unbelievable for the messenger, but he was in no hurry.
"I understand, I will report this matter to my king." Isaac showed enough sincerity, but he would not easily agree to anything to Ulf. He neither had the right nor intended to take risks. On the contrary, from Ulf's attitude, he seemed to see that the Vikings were not all made of iron.
Soon, when Ulf entertained Isaac, Guzrun seemed to have discussed with the other leaders, and they decided to let Alfred pay a ransom to redeem the princess and his heirs. .
"Wise decision, the great King Guzrun." Isaac said respectfully after bowing to Guzrun.
"Rebirth of the Great Era of Fighting Waves"
"Wait, don't leave in a hurry. My leaders think we should entertain the envoys well." Just when Isaac was about to leave and return to his life, he was stopped by Guzlen.
"Thank you, but your Lord Ulf has already warmly entertained us. It is getting late and we have to hurry up." Isaac said to Guzlen quickly.
However, Guzlen waved his hand and asked Isaac and others to sit down, and without any explanation, he had people prepare the food and wine for the banquet.
Night gradually fell, and bursts of howling wolves could be heard in the distance.
Continuous bonfires lit up in the entire valley, like stars in the sky. Even if there was discipline to restrict the entire camp, it did not affect the Vikings drinking and having fun in their respective camps.
"That's how we Vikings are. We will never treat our guests badly." Guzlen was sitting on a fur blanket. He was wearing an exquisite chainmail and a large cloak made of otter skin, and was scratching the front of his face with a knife. A piece of roasted lamb leg was stuffed into his mouth and chewed while the oil dripped down the side of his mouth and onto the beard on his chin.
"A warm hospitality." Isaac followed suit and grabbed the leg of lamb with his hands and ate it.
His eyes swept over the leaders around Guzlen, including Ulf, but he was immersed in eating the meat and berries on his plate and ignored the others, and the others seemed to be deliberately interacting with them. He kept his distance.
It seems that there seems to be some rift between Ulf and the leaders under Guzlen, and Isaac buries this observation deeply in his heart.
"You are a monk, right?" At this time, a leader next to Guzlen asked curiously, looking at Isaac's weird hair.
"Yes." Isaac nodded quickly.
"What benefit can that carpenter you believe in bring you, so that you have such an ugly haircut?" The leader pointed at Isaac with the knife in his hand and said to him.
"The Lord's teachings are the truth in this world, just like the rain that nourishes our body and mind." Isaac said politely.
At this time, the knight next to Isaac asked curiously: "What are these barbarians talking about?"
"They are asking God's will," Isaac whispered.
"What do they know?" The knight curled his lips and said disdainfully.
"Bullshit, lies, Odin and the Asa Protoss guide us, what you believe in is just a mortal without power." The leader said coldly.
"Of course, we have different views on religion." Isaac said quickly not wanting to anger the other party.
"Look, we will split you and your king's army in half, under the guidance of Odin and Thor." The drunk leader stood up, pulled out the ax from his waist, and pointed Isaac and others said.
"What are they going to do?" Seeing this scene, the knights around Isaac became nervous, and they all put their hands on the hilts of their swords at their waists.
"Lord Guzlen." Isaac looked at Guzlen hurriedly, wanting him to stop the commotion, but Guzlen just picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine, and did not stop it.
Ulf narrowed his eyes slightly and wondered why Guzlen wanted the leader to provoke the messenger, but it was obvious that Guzlen had his own plans.
"Lord Guzrun, you said that the Vikings would entertain their guests hospitably, including protecting their lives." Isaac skillfully used the laws of Danfa District and said to Guzrun.
"Yes, but this is just entertainment at the banquet, not to mention this is not a Danfa area." Guzlen slyly argued, and he was even ready to enjoy the battle in front of him.
With Guzlen's permission, the leader gave a grim smile and strode to the center of the banquet. He took off his armor, wearing only a linen shirt and holding an ax in his hand.
"Come on, let's see who is more powerful, your god or the god Thor whom I believe in." The leader roared at Isaac and others.
"For the sake of God, we admit defeat, please allow us to leave safely." Isaac said to Guzlen.
"I've had enough of the threats from this group of stupid Vikings. I swear in the name of Saint Raymond that I will cut off his head." The knight angrily pulled out his sword and walked to the opposite side of the leader.
"No~." Isaac wanted to stop him, but it was too late.
"Wow." The North warriors cheered. They always like the battle at the banquet, surrounding the banquet and cheering for their own people.
Guzlen reached out and touched his beard, looking like he was watching a good show, not caring whether the peace talks would break down because of this.
The sound of weapons clashing sounded, and people's cheers mingled together.
The ax collided with the knight's sword and sent out sparks. The Viking leader was so powerful that the Saxon knight was quickly at a disadvantage. Under the blow of the ax, the knight was knocked over like a kite with its string cut off by the wind. on the ground.
"Oh." The knight didn't expect that he would lose so miserably. He struggled to get up, but was stepped on the chest by the Viking leader.
"Lord Guzrun, that's enough." Isaac prayed to Guzrun hurriedly.
However, Guzrun remained unmoved. His eyes stared coldly at the knight who was stepped on by the leader. Then, Guzrun turned his head to Ulf.
"Lord Ulf, will using the head and blood of an Ansan knight to sacrifice to God Thor satisfy him?" Guzlen asked Ulf.
"Of course." Ulf remained calm and nodded slightly.
"Very good." Guzlen raised his hand and nodded to the leader.
When the leader saw Guzlen's gaze, he immediately raised the ax in his hand and aimed it at the Saxon knight's chest, causing a muffled sound of the ax chopping flesh.
"Wow." The Saxon knight spurted something mixed with blood and internal organs from his mouth, and soon his eyes widened and he looked up at the sky.
Isaac turned his face away. He couldn't bear to see the knight who followed him being killed. At the same time, he was thinking quickly in his mind, trying to determine whether Guzlen was going to kill him next.
The leader knelt down, cut off the knight's head with the ax in his hand, lifted him up, and walked towards Ulf.
The strong bloody smell of blood immediately came to him. Ulf narrowed his eyes slightly and took out the half-melted sacred war hammer that had been struck by lightning from the iron box beside him.
The blood under the head flowed on the war hammer, as if it was being cleaned.
Isaac looked at the scene in front of him and seemed to understand. The Vikings were showing him their sacred weapons. At the same time, he also understood why Sheriff Oda, who had the crow flag, failed.
However, he is more worried about his own fate now. After seeing this secret, he will most likely die here.
And Ulf inadvertently glanced at Isaac, and became worried in his heart. Did Guzlen know that he had a secret conversation with Isaac, so he planned to kill him?
Chapter 114, Secret Talks, Killings and Politics
