Although the farmers were afraid of the Vikings, they were still hungry and had to accept the food from the Vikings. When they ate the food, they discovered that the food they ate was even better than what they usually ate.
"It's so delicious." The little girl held a piece of honey-soaked snack and happily hid in her mother's arms. She had never eaten such delicious food. You must know that as a poor person, you can drink some slurry-like wheat porridge. , are already gifts from God.
"Be careful, this is devil's food. After eating it, you will turn into an animal and then be roasted in the fire by the Vikings and eaten." But some people whispered and viciously scared the little girl.
Little Meili was so frightened that she opened her eyes wide, looked at the food in her hand, reluctantly, a little scared, but couldn't help but take another bite.
At this time, Ulf was with Ange and others. They were sitting around the campfire, preparing to enjoy food. The air-dried meat was put into the marching tong pot, and steam came out. The mushrooms picked in the forest were thrown into it, and the taste became even more delicious.
"The next step is for us to occupy the Diocese of Christchurch and use it as a base to build a return ship." Ulf held a meat-cutting knife in his hand, cut off a piece of dried meat, put it into his mouth, and said Chewing said to everyone.
"Are you going back now?" Vargas looked up at Ulf and said unwillingly.
"For the time being, we have gained enough here." Ulf stuffed the dried meat into his mouth in several mouthfuls, bit it with his teeth, and then threw the remaining meat to the black man lying at his feet. carbon.
"Oh." Heitan opened his mouth wide, took the meat in his mouth, bit it with his sharp teeth, and quickly raised his neck to swallow it.
The sight of Heitan eating fell into the eyes of the captured Ansa people, and they suddenly felt frightened. They couldn't figure out whether the Vikings fed the giant wolf animal meat or human meat.
"But we don't know how many guards there are in the Christchurch Diocese." Ange frowned and reminded Ulf.
"Don't worry, I have sent people to investigate a long time ago. They came back and said that the security there was loose. No one should have thought that the Northmen would go there." The reason why Achille chose the Christchurch diocese was also after a series of trials. After much consideration, when everyone's eyes were attracted to Guzlen and Alfred, Ulf did the opposite, which was definitely beyond the expectations of Alfred and others.
Now that Ulf had made his decision, Ange and others agreed. They asked their Viking warriors to eat and drink as quickly as possible, and then set off towards the diocese of Christchurch.
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This day is a peaceful and ordinary day for the Diocese of Christchurch.
In the church located in the center of the community, the door is open, allowing believers to enter at any time, confess their sins to the priest, or contribute their property to the church.
"The Lord will forgive your sins." The bishop stood in front of the altar. He had just presided over the ceremony and was now pardoning the sins of the believers who were queuing up.
"Dang, dang, dang~~~." Just as people were preparing to accept the bishop's pardon in an orderly manner, they heard a rapid ringing of a bell, which was full of ominousness.
"What's going on?" the bishop asked hurriedly. He was surprised. The Diocese of Christchurch was a place far away from disputes. Although there was news that the king was fighting a war with the pagans, he should stay away from this place. right.
"Could the bishop be a Viking?" someone asked nervously.
"Impossible, I just got news from the royal family that the king has defeated the Vikings and forced them to convert." Soon, another local noble said.
"Oh, could it be a robber?"
"If it's a robber, then the guards of the diocese can handle it."
"Well, call the guard captain here immediately and prepare to fight." After hearing this, the Bishop of Christchurch also thought that it was a group of bandits looking for food and property and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to attack the bishopric.
“Let everyone gather together in the church, which has strong walls and strong doors, strong enough to handle it.”
"Don't panic, let's pray to our Lord together in front of the altar." After the Bishop of Christchurch handed over the guard's work to the guard captain, he led the people in the diocese to face the hanging hanging in the church. Cross prayer.
Soon, voices praising Christ and God came from the church, and soft sunlight shone in from the large glazed windows, as if the Lord's blessing had also descended among the believers.
"Soldiers, cheer up, hold on to your weapons, and never retreat in the face of battle." The garrison captain with a black beard, wearing a certain iron helmet and modified chainmail, with a sharp sword on his waist, He said loudly to the one hundred soldiers.
"Yes." Most of the soldiers in the parish were recruits fighting for the first time. Their equipment was very complete, including spears, iron helmets and leather armor. The formation looked very powerful.
"Very good, let's go to the north intersection to set up defenses and show those damn bandits that Christchurch is not a place where they can come and leave whenever they want." The guard captain nodded with satisfaction. He waved his hand and led the one hundred guard soldiers forward.
To the north of the Diocese of Christchurch is a farm, where civilians in the diocese grow barley and dandelions. Barley is an important grain, and dandelions have some medicinal effects. After all, Catholicism has not yet fallen into fanaticism. Among them, people will also use some herbal knowledge when satisfying their beliefs.
"Soldiers, stop, the archers are ready." The guard captain led the soldiers and immediately occupied a favorable terrain, and allowed the archers to enter the farm buildings so that they could shoot from a high position.
"Gudu." When the archers were in position, the soldiers holding spears had to fight in close combat to block enemies who tried to get close to the archers, which made some inexperienced recruits feel nervous.
"Why, are you nervous?" The guard captain glanced at the recruit, who looked pale due to nervousness, and said disdainfully.
"I'm sorry, captain." The recruit lowered his head in shame. He couldn't imagine what it would be like to kill someone with the weapon in his hand.
"Remember what I taught you in the training ground, use the pointed end to stab the enemy in the butt." The guard captain kicked the recruit hard, causing him to fall to the ground, and then looked at The new recruits patted the dirt on their butts in embarrassment and stood back in the queue.
At this time, the guard captain turned around proudly and said to the others who were laughing.
"There is nothing to be afraid of. I have killed a lot of enemies. Even the Vikings have left dozens of lives in my hands." The guard captain said proudly to his soldiers.
"Captain, have you ever killed a Viking?" The soldiers were surprised when they heard this. The Vikings were the nightmare of all islanders, and the legend about them has never been cut off. They used huge axes to chop down the walls of the Lord's castle, and the Vikings were killed. The captured people were killed and drank from their skulls.
"Huh, they're just Vikings, what's all the fuss about." The guard captain looked at his soldiers with admiring eyes. He not only puffed up his chest, but also pointed to the chain armor on his body, " I saw that this piece of chainmail originally belonged to a Viking leader, but when I was fighting alone, I killed him and took the chainmail as a trophy."
"Oh oh oh oh~~."
The soldiers, who had never left the diocese in their lives, exclaimed after hearing this. The garrison captain was originally a mercenary, but after he came to the Diocese of Christchurch, he persuaded the bishop to hire him as a garrison captain. , and is responsible for training soldiers.
"So, it's just a group of bandits. There's nothing to be afraid of. I can deal with them all by myself." The guard captain tapped the sword on his waist and slowly said to the recruits.
"Captain, someone seems to be approaching." Suddenly, a soldier saw some black spots in the distance that seemed to be approaching them. He quickly raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the person.
"Oh." The guard captain turned around and looked over with narrowed eyes.
