The guard heard the sound of the door slamming shut behind him, and his shoulders shrank unconsciously. Even under the castle gate of his home, standing alone in the night wind, he felt a shudder.
"Is there grain on the carriage?" The guard held a torch and walked to the side of the convoy. He illuminated the carriage with the torch in his hand and asked the villagers.
"Yes." The farmer nodded. His eyes flickered and his body trembled slightly. However, the guards did not take it seriously. In such a cold night wind, even wearing armor would feel cold, and these farmers only had one simple thing. Shivering is normal when wearing linen clothes.
"Can we go in?" The silly big guy Rierni asked the guard.
"Yeah." The guard frowned. He suddenly took out the dagger from his waist, pointed it at the grain bag on the carriage and stabbed it violently.
"What are you doing?" The farmer was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and asked the guard quickly.
When the guard's dagger pierced the grain bag, the grain particles inside flowed out. The guard looked at the grains falling to the ground and nodded slightly.
"It seems that no one is hiding inside." The guard put the dagger back into the scabbard and then said to the farmer with a smile.
"How can anyone hide here?" The farmer explained to the guard with a forced smile on his stiff face.
"Open the city gate and let them in. Remember that the grain must be placed at the innermost part of the warehouse, otherwise it will easily get damp." The guard said dutifully, and after finishing speaking, he waved the torch in his hand upwards.
When the farmer heard the guard's words, he breathed a sigh of relief. His eyes unconsciously glanced at the bottom of the carriage. At this time, at the bottom of the carriage, several fully armed North warriors were holding on to the carriage tightly, their bodies close to the carriage. At the bottom of the carriage.
"boom."
The city gate was slowly opened, and the heavy city gate was about to open to the motorcade. The North warriors hanging under the carriage couldn't help but swallow. As long as the city gate opens, they will follow the vehicle into the castle. , break through and capture the castle where the King of Wessex lives.
And at this time
The guard captain stood on the gate tower, and for some reason he always had an ominous premonition in his heart, like a cat that kept scratching its heart with its claws.
"The village has never delivered goods so late?" The guard captain frowned. Suddenly, his heart moved. He picked up the torch stuck on the wall of the gatehouse and leaned down to shine it.
Soon, the guard captain discovered something fishy. The ground pressed by the wheels of these carriages was too deep. The deep ruts exceeded the weight of the cargo. The animals pulling the carriages had shiny beads of sweat on their fur.
"Stop, close the city gate, enemy attack, enemy attack." The guard captain immediately shouted to the bottom of the gate tower, and he threw the torch in his hand towards the carriage.
"What?" The guard standing next to him looked confused, but before he could react quickly, he felt a pain in his chest. He looked down and saw the tip of a sharp sword coming out of his body. The drop of blood hanging on it was exactly The blood of your own heart.
"Kill." The North soldiers below the carriage heard the shouts of the guard captain above the city gate and knew that their whereabouts had been exposed. They quickly got out from under the carriage and killed the guards beside the carriage with one sword first. Then the attack was directed towards the city gate.
"Close it, close it quickly." The Wessex soldiers at the city gate began to forcefully close the door that had just opened a gap. However, the heavy door was easy to open, but very laborious to close.
At this time, a North warrior drew a javelin from his back. He narrowed his eyes slightly, aimed at the gap in the door, raised his strong right hand, aimed at the target and threw it.
"Whoosh~~."
The javelin broke through the air, passed through the crack in the door, and hit the Wessex soldier squarely in the head.
The Wessex soldier grunted and fell backwards. Under the power of the javelin, the body hit the other Wessex soldier with inertia, and the two fell to the ground together.
"Don't be afraid, close the city gate quickly." At this time, the guard captain said from the sky above
At the window, a loud command was issued downwards. This skylight can throw stones and shoot arrows downward to attack the enemies entering the city gate. When the enemy attacks the inner gate, it can effectively kill and injure the enemy.
The Wessex soldiers used all their strength to push the door from the inside out, while the North soldiers outside howled and not only pushed hard, but also slashed with axes and swords in their hands. Heavy wooden door.
The noise gradually sounded at the city gate, waking up the other nobles who were sleeping, but they didn't know what happened. Alfred's palace steward stood up from the bed, and there was a famous man lying next to him. A maid with skin as white as milk.
"What happened?" The maid had no idea about this. She rubbed her sleepy eyes, pulled up the warm quilt, and said to the palace manager.
Although the palace steward is a bald, fat, old man with a big belly, he is quite influential in the palace. After enduring nausea and serving him, you can get a lot of benefits.
"Shut up, idiot." The palace manager frowned, wearing a white pajamas, and walked to the window. Even though the cold wind blew on him from the window, he still looked out.
"Huh." The maid snorted angrily. She had just been nice to you, but now she turned against him.
"There seems to be something wrong at the city gate." The palace manager didn't seem to care about the maid's emotional changes. To him, women could just be coaxed by giving her some jewelry.
"The guards must have been drunk and had a fight." The maid pouted her lips and said to the palace manager.
"No, I heard the clash of swords." After the palace manager listened carefully, he was even more surprised. Even if the guards were cheating on women, playing skating, drinking and fooling around, it was impossible for them to use swords, let alone the sound was so loud.
"There seems to be something wrong." At this time, the maid also noticed that something was wrong, because those voices were faintly mixed with human screams. This was definitely not caused by a fight.
"No, I'll go find His Majesty the King right away." The palace steward hurriedly picked up his coat and put it on himself, walking barefoot towards the door. After he walked out of the room, he found that the corridor was full of people with frightened and confused expressions. Nobles, they seemed to have heard the noise outside.
"What happened?" Someone saw the palace steward and asked him hurriedly.
"Where is Your Majesty? Where is Your Majesty?" The palace manager ignored him. He directly grabbed a servant and asked him loudly.
