A group of Viking hunters wearing wolf-headed animal skins were passing by noisily.
Yin Sak discovered that in the camp, people went out to hunt every day, and one of them owed him a lot of money at the gambling table, which gave Yin Sak an idea.
"Lord, please allow me to bring the news to His Majesty the King smoothly." Yinsak's eyes narrowed. He tore off a corner of his robe, then cut his fingertips with a knife and struggled on the cloth. 's written.
At this time, in the castle of Chippenham, Alfred was wearing a golden crown, the brocade robe of the King of Wessex, and a dark green gold-rimmed shawl, which set off his long, pale face with great majesty.
"Your Majesty, the armies of the vassals have been disbanded and they will return to their respective territories, but the Privy Council believes that an elite force should be left behind to continue to monitor the movements of the Vikings." The courtiers surrounded Alfred, Offering advice to the King of Wessex.
"Let Baron Kane and Earl Alb lead the army to guard along the river bank. The light cavalry should keep in contact at all times. Once Guzlen's army leaves our border, come back and report immediately." Alfred walked slowly to the front of the map. , he looked at the detailed map above, which was placed on the wooden table. However, in addition to Wessex, it also included the territory of Mercia.
"Yes, Your Majesty." The courtiers agreed quickly, and at the same time they were full of ambition.
"Your Majesty, after the Vikings retreat, maybe we can prepare an alliance between Wessex and Mercia. When the two kingdoms are united, our strength will be restored." The courtiers suggested to Alfred road.
"Yes." Alfred nodded slightly, his eyes fixed on the territory of Mercia. Although it was controlled by the Vikings and became a puppet of the Vikings, the Kingdom of Mercia was still nominally independent.
At this time, Alfred's strategy has changed from facing the Vikings alone to uniting all the Angsa people as much as possible to face the next wave of Viking invasions. Alfred and his courtiers It was clear to everyone that the Vikings' desires were insatiable and that Alfred's offer of Danish gold was nothing more than a stopgap measure.
"Dang, Dang, Dang." At this moment, there was a burst of church bells, and the courtiers retreated wisely. They knew Alfred's habits and daily prayers were essential.
"Lord, forgive us sinners." Alfred knelt on the cushion, facing the cross above the altar, praying devoutly, hoping that religion could bring him courage and strength.
When Alfred was praying, he couldn't help but look up at the cross, where the Savior wore a crown of thorns and laurels. The face on the wooden frame was miserable, and blood seemed to be flowing from his forehead, and the painful groans lingered in the air. All around.
For a moment, in the hallucination, Alfred seemed to come to the Holy Mountain where Christ was executed. The Roman soldiers raised their spears and stabbed the Savior. Blood spurted out from the wound and splashed on Alfred's face.
"Oh." Alfred opened his eyes suddenly, breathing heavily. It turned out that he was so exhausted that he fell asleep while praying.
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"Forgive me, Lord!" Alfred quickly crossed himself on his chest, prayed devoutly, and slowly stood up.
At this time, a royal guard walked in from outside the door. He had a little doubt on his face, but he still walked to Alfred's side.
"Your Majesty, we captured a Viking on the border. He said he was a messenger." The guard said to Alfred.
"Whose messenger is it, Guzlen?" Alfred frowned slightly and asked warily.
"No, he said that he represents Yinsak and has a letter for you." The guard hesitated and said to Alfred.
"Yinsak?" Alfred was surprised. Yinsak had been killed by the Vikings, and his body in a mold of flesh and blood was sent back, but now someone actually claimed to be Yinsak's messenger.
However, Alfred still followed the guards to the place where the messenger was.
In the lord's kitchen at Chippenham Castle, the cooks were hiding in fear
In the corner, their eyes were full of disgust and fear, just because in front of the wooden table in the kitchen, a terrifying Viking was sitting there swaggering, his head buried in the food on the plate, and the meat and bones were splashing with juice.
"Hiccup~~." After finishing the food on the plate and drinking a full glass of malt wine, the Viking burped with satisfaction.
There is only a bunch of brown hair left on the top of his head, and the hair on both sides is shaved off. The green totem tattoo extends from his cheek to his neck. The animal skin shawl exudes the smell of beasts. Originally, this Viking's waist There was a sharp ax hanging in the room, but unfortunately the ax was confiscated by the guards when they entered the castle.
"Your Majesty, that's him." The guard took Alfred to the lord's kitchen, where the flames in the fireplace danced, dragging the Viking's back on the wall.
Alfred walked to the door and frowned slightly. He was sure that this was definitely a Viking, so he walked in with the guards. This was not because Alfred was timid, as Wesek The life of the king of Sri Lanka is no longer up to him, and the safety of the entire kingdom rests on his shoulders.
"Are you the messenger?" Alfred glanced at the Viking and asked him in a deep voice.
"Uh." The Viking shrugged his shoulders, seemed to stretch his muscles, stood up from the wooden stool, and when he turned around, he was half a head taller than the others.
"Gudu." The soldiers guarding Alfred couldn't help but swallowed. This guy was like a dangerous beast. The soldiers clenched their weapons and stared at him nervously.
"Yes, I brought a letter from Yinsak. He said that the king will give me a large bounty." The Viking said to Alfred in a rough voice.
"Yinsak is dead, how could a dead man give you a letter?" Alfred was not as panicked as his guards. He raised his chin and said to the Vikings calmly.
"He is not dead. Our leader Ulf killed a priest and gave it to you under the guise of Yinsak's body. That's why what you saw was a body molded of flesh and blood." The Viking said angrily. .
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"Why would he do this?" Alfred was stunned. He didn't understand why Ulf would go to such trouble.
"How do I know? Our leader always likes to do some strange things. However, he is the chosen one. Maybe this is the will of the gods." The Viking warrior shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.
"There is only one God in this world, the only true God." Alfred retorted instinctively, but then he pursed his lips and his brain began to spin rapidly. "Give me the letter."
"Hmph." The Viking warrior snorted, seemingly dissatisfied with what Alfred said about God, but he didn't care and put his hand into his crotch.
This rude scene immediately caused the cooks in the kitchen to scream in shock. The timid ones even covered their eyes and leaned against the wall tightly.
"Hehe, to avoid being searched." The Viking warrior bared his teeth and smiled. He had a pair of neat and white teeth. After reaching his crotch with his hand, he took out the letter Yinsak gave him.
Alfred was stunned. He almost mentally rejected the smelly cloth, but his reason still forced him to catch it with two fingers and unfold it toward the fireplace. The blood writing on it was clearly visible.
"Are you going to raid Chippenham?" Alfred looked at the Viking warriors in surprise and blurted out.
"I don't know. I'm just an ordinary warrior. The leaders won't tell me this. Okay, where is my bounty?" The Viking warrior waved his hands nonchalantly. He seemed to only care about his own money.
"Greedy heathen." The soldiers around Alfred pointed their weapons at the Viking warriors angrily.
"If you want to go back on your word, don't think that I can't kill you without weapons." The Viking warrior seemed to be irritated. He picked up the bench and aimed it at
These soldiers didn't care about the opponent's numbers or weapons.
"Stop, what's your name for this one?" Alfred's face was as dark as water. He shifted his gaze to the Viking warrior and said to him.
"Son of Harry, people call me Iron Belly Wayin."
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