The Kingdom of Wessex was originally a collection of many lords and nobles, so the power of the Lords Council was once very powerful. The decisions they made through voting and the lord resolutions made could not be easily overturned even by the king.
"Isn't it too fussy to summon the lords for such a thing?" Of course, some of the royal supporters frowned and glanced at the gray-haired noble.
The convening of the Lords' Council symbolized the restriction of royal power, and Alfred's grandfather, father and brother had all made many efforts to strengthen centralization. This proposal simply made their efforts in vain.
"Okay, I will consider this matter carefully, so don't bother the other lords." Alfred also felt that it was unnecessary, he waved his hand and said to his courtiers.
"Yes, Your Majesty." The nobles bowed to Alfred.
Alfred looked at the retired nobles, his brows not widening. He knew the forces behind these nobles. The royal faction and the noble faction were fighting every day in the palace.
"My husband, what's wrong with you?" At this time, Alfred's wife, the Queen of Wessex, came in from the side door with a maid. She glanced at the backs of the leaving nobles curiously, her eyes Panned to Alfred and asked.
"Queen, you are here." Alfred glanced at his wife tiredly. Although the Queen of Wessex was mean by nature, she would always support him firmly at critical moments.
So Alfred told the Queen of Wessex about his concerns.
"You are the king, the supreme ruler of Wessex. You cannot be swayed by other people's words. We must uphold the will of the Lord." The Queen of Wessex pursed her thin lips, and the headscarf wrapped her entire body. Her head has high cheekbones, but her green eyes are extremely cold, and sometimes even her husband Alfred will give in to her.
"Of course, everything is God's will, but we can't hear God tell us how to distinguish the authenticity of this letter." Alfred sighed softly. He picked up the cloth written in blood and raised it. Young said to his wife.
"If you leave here now, what will the nobles in the kingdom think and what will the people think of this matter?" the Queen of Wessex said to Alfred.
"They will think that their king is a coward who is afraid of the Vikings. Just a letter will scare him to pieces." Alfred's eyes narrowed slightly, and he clenched his hands on the armrest. Tight, my heart moved slightly, I almost fell into the Vikings' trick.
If this letter had secretly reached Alfred, Alfred could have made a secret decision and even used a hunting trip as an excuse. But now the Vikings made a big fanfare and sent a Viking warrior envoy, holding this A letter from the dead Yinsak.
The nobles also discussed this matter. If they run away at this time, people will only think that the king is afraid of the Vikings. In the future, regardless of whether Alfred will fight against the Vikings on the grounds of fighting against the Vikings, he will evade the nobles and common people. Gathered together, I'm afraid people won't believe him.
Therefore, even if Alfred knew that the Vikings might attack him, he could not leave the castle to prevent his prestige from being damaged, not to mention that the letter was really uncertain.
If Yin Sak knew this result, he would probably faint from crying. He also didn't expect that the iron-bellied Li Wayin he sent here was a completely one-sided guy, and he would come to find Al in such a bold manner. Fred.
"I understand, come here, capture that Viking and throw him into the dungeon." Alfred stood up, and the determined and majestic king's aura seemed to have returned to him, and he immediately shouted an order to the guards. .
"Yes." The corner of the Queen of Wessex's mouth twitched slightly. This was her husband, King Unsa, who led the entire Kingdom of Wessex and fought against the Vikings with courage.
The guards immediately left the hall and went to find the Viking who was still eating and drinking in the lord's kitchen. The unlucky iron-bellied Liwayin probably didn't understand why he was arrested until the guards knocked him with the hilt of his sword. Before he fainted, Liwayin was still cursing, thinking that he had been deceived by the despicable Angsa people and Yinsak.
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A few days later, Yinsak was anxiously waiting for a reply in the camp, but Iron Belly was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any news.
"When will that damn bastard come back?" Yinsak glanced at the path outside the parish, then immediately withdrew his gaze, pretending to dig the ground with a hoe.
"Are you waiting for someone?" At this time, Ulf's voice came from behind Yin Sak. This voice was like a reminder, making Yin Sak's shoulders tremble slightly.
However, Yinsak immediately maintained his composure and turned to face Ulf, with an impatient look on his face.
"I was asked to dig a hole to bury someone?" Yinsak said to Ulf displeased.
"Maybe it's used to bury you. I think it's about the same size." Ulf raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looked at the pit that Ulf dug, and said with a smile.
"If you want to kill me, don't go to such trouble, just kill me and throw it in the woods. You can also fill the bellies of wild dogs and crows." Yin Sak took a sip and rubbed his red nose with his hand.
"Don't you Christians believe that when the end comes, the dead will be resurrected to be judged?" Ulf said funny. Yinsak seemed to be sure that he would not be killed, and his attitude became careless.
"Oh, I didn't expect a heretic to study the holy religion so well. Yes, you really shouldn't damage your body, but there is nothing you can do if it is destroyed by a heretic." Yin Sak narrowed his eyes and stared in front of him. Ulf said.
"Hey, when you sent people to Alfred, you should have thought of this risk." Ulf stopped his smile at this moment, his eyes became cold, and he stared at Yinsak and said to him.
"Who is it, I don't know." Yinsak's face froze, his eyes dodge, and his heart tightened. It seemed that his actions did not escape Ulf's eyes after all.
at this time
Ulf stepped in front of Yin Sak, his tall figure just covered Yin Sak's. Yin Sak couldn't help but raise his head, feeling a chill all over his body.
Under his feet, there happened to be a large pit that was excavated exactly according to his height. The next moment, he seemed to be filling the pit with his own body.
