Ange killed the Danish leader, cut off his head, grabbed the braid on his head and tied it to his belt, and then kicked the weapon away from the dead body. This was extremely serious for the Vikings. Curse, because without a weapon in the hands of a warrior, the soul will not be able to reach the temple of Valhalla.
"God." Seeing Ange striding toward him with blood on his hands, Isaac couldn't help but cross himself.
"Saxon, follow me." Fortunately, Ange didn't approach him. He just tilted his head and said to Isaac.
Immediately afterwards, she turned back to the cavalry team, got on her horse and headed towards Guzlen's camp. Isaac and others hurriedly followed behind under the protection of the winged cavalry.
At this moment, Ulf led the Norse warriors from East Hamar to meet with them, and the two sides joined forces and walked toward the camp.
When Isaac came to Guzrun's camp with the ransom and Alfred's message, Guzrun did not embarrass them this time, and handed the princess and her heir to Isaac, and the two parties handed over It went very smoothly.
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Just when Isaac exchanged the hostages back, a fierce debate was taking place in Alfred's court. With the support of the queen, the nobles strongly suggested to Alfred that they immediately assemble the army and attack Gutz. Lun's army, let them understand the backbone of the Wessex people.
Alfred was sitting on the throne, holding a parchment letter in his hand, which was a letter from the Holy See. He read the letter carefully, and his ears were filled with the roars of the nobles.
"Your Majesty, we can no longer allow infidels to defile this land."
"Yes, this is the greatest insult to God."
"God, how long are we going to have to put up with these savages?"
"The Holy See is also very dissatisfied with this. A large number of church properties were looted. No wonder Rome sent a reprimand."
The nobles were all talking, and Alfred frowned slightly. He knew very well that the nobles didn't care about religion or civilians. They were just tired of paying Danish gold and having their land plundered from time to time.
"Your Majesty." The queen stepped forward, her hands hanging in front of her, and she came close to Alfred.
"I know." Although Alfred has always been cautious, constantly testing the true strength of the Vikings, and not taking action easily, just to avoid the same mistakes as his father and brother, this kind of promotion is undoubtedly timid in the eyes of the nobles. Being cowardly will probably alienate the nobles over time, and his rule will be on the verge of collapse.
Alfred's most trusted person, his wife's gaze deeply hurt his heart. If even the person next to him doubted his courage, what else could he do?
"I understand. In the name of the King of Wessex, in the name of God and the Holy Mother Church, I will order the entire army to resolutely fight back against the Vikings who threaten the kingdom and territory." Alfred put down his hands Letter from Rome, he stood up and spoke to the nobles in the court, his voice firm and powerful, echoing in the domed chamber.
"Your Majesty is wise." Hearing Alfred's voice, the nobles immediately bent down with sincerity and placed one hand on their chest, indicating that they would mobilize their soldiers and provide them for the kingdom's use.
"Lord, I hope my decision is right." Alfred looked at the nobles leaving, but he couldn't help but feel a little scared in his heart. He knew how powerful the Vikings were. If his decision was wrong, he would have to pay the consequences. He is not only talking about his own life, but the fate of the entire kingdom.
"You did the right thing, and the Lord will bless you." The queen put her hand on Alfred's shoulder and said to him softly.
There were bursts of church bells in his ears, echoing in Alfred's mind for a long time.
When Isaac led the hostages back, he saw a scene of waving flags. He couldn't help but lick his dry lips. Looking at the smug Saxon nobles and the arrogant knights, he couldn't help but think about it. , the scene where Ange brought up the head of the Danish leader.
The gathering of the Saxons did not escape the eyes of Guzlen's men. They also knew that this war would come back sooner or later. Instead of being afraid, they all geared up.
"Praise the Aesir."
"Praise be to Odin."
"Praise Thor."
Guzlen's eyes were as bright as a torch. He was wearing fine chainmail and an animal skin cloak. He held a horn cup high in his hand and shouted loudly.
"Hail, gods."
All the Norse warriors raised their wine glasses. Such a large-scale battle made their blood swell, eager to carry the blood of their enemies and step into Valhalla with weapons in hand.
Ulf and his companions also raised the wine glasses in their hands. After they finished drinking, the camp was filled with the sound of revelry. Because this was a banquet before the war, patrols were only arranged. Except for the number of people attending the banquet, basically no one will be restricted.
This is also a helpless matter. To integrate such a complex army, sometimes indulgence and banquets are also necessary.
"Can you win?" Ange was lying on the animal skin blanket next to Ulf, looking at Vargas, Luther and others dancing around the campfire in the distance, and couldn't help asking the indifferent and deep Ulf.
"Of course." Ulf hugged his knees, looked at the dancing bonfire, and poured the wine in the cup into his mouth.
"What's your plan?" Ange asked curiously.
"The Saxons are so numerous that they will definitely try their best to find us for a decisive battle." Ulf thought for a while and said to Ange.
"But they are all a bunch of rabble." Ange said nonchalantly.
"No, after Alfred's training, these soldiers are different from before, so we must find a way to weaken them." Ulf turned his head and looked at Ange next to him, the flames shone on her cheeks, it was like The marble-carved profile looks like an ancient painting.
"What do you want us to do?" Ange didn't say much. She knew that since Ulf thought about the enemy's deployment, he would definitely take action.
"I want you to constantly harass each other, use cavalry to attack their baggage, and let the fear of death and hunger spread among them." Ulf said to Ange calmly.
"You know, I don't like doing this?" Ange's slender eyebrows wrinkled. She is a shield maiden and an honorable warrior. It is not in line with her style to attack civilians.
"I know, but for my sake, I hope you do this." Ulf nodded and sighed softly.
"After this battle, shall we return to East Hamar?" Ange said calmly, staring at Ulf in front of her with her beautiful eyes.
Ulf was stunned for a moment, but then nodded. Staying on the British island was not his main purpose.
Ange chuckled lightly. Suddenly, he stretched out his arm and hooked it around Ulf's neck. He leaned forward with his face, and pressed his moist and warm lips on Ulf's lips. This was unexpected. Wolf's surprise.
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