A wooden stake half as tall as a man was erected in the open space. When everyone passed by, they would unconsciously look away because this wooden stake was used to punish traitors.
"Is this my destiny?" When Tiedui was escorted to the execution ground, there was no trace of fear on his face.
"Traitors must be punished." Ulf led other North warriors, surrounded the temporary execution platform, and said to Ironbelly and several captured North warriors.
"I know that when I choose, the gods also choose my destiny." Tiedu accepted calmly.
"Very good. Although your choice is not in our interests, it does not violate your courage as a North warrior. I will give you the punishment of a blood eagle." Ulf nodded slightly, staring at the man in front of him. Iron Belly said.
"I am about to go to Valhalla. Who has news to bring to the Aesir or your ancestors and deceased relatives?" Iron Belly also nodded slightly towards Ulf, and then he faced the surrounding Norse people and asked them said loudly.
"Let me go?" At this time, several North warriors pushed Yin Sak and came here. Yin Sak had some bruises on the right side of his cheek. It looked like he had been beaten severely by someone who knew about it, but Even so, Yinsak still struggled.
"Friar, I'm glad you can come." Ulf looked at Yinsak, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to Yinsak calmly.
"Leader Ulf, I don't know what you want to do by capturing me?" Yinsak frowned and glanced at the scene, knowing in his heart that the fact that he fanned his iron belly to help Alfred was already known to others. Yes, but he just refused to admit it.
"No, please don't misunderstand Brother Yinsak. In fact, I remember you said that you like our culture very much. So you must not have seen the most authentic aspect of North culture with your own eyes, right?" Ulf crossed his arms. , and had no intention of pursuing Yin Sak, he just said calmly.
"Northern culture?" Yinsak frowned. He glanced around suspiciously and then felt something strange.
I saw that Iron Belly, who was supposed to be executed as a traitor, was standing in the middle of the open space, with many North people lining up. At this time, Iron Belly was like a king, receiving the humble peasants.
"What is he doing?" Yinsak's eyes widened, he opened his mouth, and then hesitantly asked Ulf.
"Send a message. Some people have regrets for the deceased. They will tell some messages to the people who are about to go to Valhalla." Ulf said to Yinsak calmly.
Yinsak looked confused and shocked after hearing this. The Valhalla Temple is a place in Nordic mythology. It is said to be a place specially built by the Nordic father god Odin to fight Ragnarok. All the Nordic warriors are here. After death, they will be taken to wherever they go by the goddess Valkyrie.
"I'm ready." After listening to the last person's message, Iron Belly nodded to Ulf and others, saying that he had no regrets and was ready to embark on the journey to Valhalla.
"Let's get started." Ulf waved to Vargas and the others, and Iron Belly walked to the wooden post, and lay down in front of the wooden post with his upper body naked. ….
"May the gods accept your soul." Vargas held a sharp knife and walked behind Iron Belly. The cold light of the blade flashed across Yinsak's eyes, whether intentionally or without doubt.
"Do you want to dig it open?" Yinsak swallowed hard. In fact, there were related tortures in Wessex, but Yinsak had only heard about it, and this was the first time he saw this kind of punishment.
"The flesh and blood were cut out from his back, and his internal organs were taken out and placed on his shoulders. It looked like an eagle, so this punishment is called blood eagle." Ulf pursed his lips and explained to Yinsak. .
"Then why don't we tie him up?" Yinsak was shocked. This was the first time he had heard of such a cruel punishment. The Wessex punishment of intestinal evacuation seemed much milder in comparison.
"Of course not, he must rely on his own will to overcome the severe pain. If he makes a sound midway, the soul will not be able to go to Valhalla." Ulf glanced at Yinsak and said to him calmly.
"Gudu." Yinsak swallowed. He had heard some legends about the Vikings. It is said that the Nordic god Odin endured great suffering in order to gain wisdom. This made Yinsak feel that he was the same as Christ. The crucifixion had the same effect, but he didn't expect that the Vikings would go to such an extent to imitate Odin's crucifixion.
When Vargas cut open Iron Belly's back with a knife, the strong smell of blood filled the surroundings. Yinsak resisted the feeling of vomiting and desperately wanted to prove his strength, but when Vargas stretched out his hand and pulled out the internal organs When he pulled it out, Yin Sak couldn't help but vomit when he looked at the steaming internal organs of various colors.
"Ugh." Because Yin Sak felt that the source of Iron Belly's tragic death was his own fanning. This feeling of guilt made him unable to hold on.
"You don't have to feel guilty. This is an honor, but I have to admit that you caused me to lose an excellent warrior." Ulf looked at Yinsak who was vomiting in an embarrassing manner, snorted softly, and said to him .
"I~." Yinsak looked pale and looked up at Ulf, too weak to say a word.
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At the same time, Alfred hid among the trees. He looked at a cluster of fungi and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
"Oh wow." Alfred grabbed the cluster of bacteria, stuffed it into his mouth desperately, and swallowed it hard.
After taking the risk to eat this cluster of fungus, Alfred lay on his back on the ground. He had not come back since Iron Belly left. Alfred knew that something must have happened.
Therefore, he did not dare to stop at all and continued to escape towards the swamp. And along the way, the pursuers sent by Ulf continued without giving Alfred any chance to breathe.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Lord!" and fatigue, as well as the fear of being captured by the Northern Vikings, made Alfred burst into tears. His face was thin, and his heart was full of complaints against God.
"No, I have to escape. The kingdom still needs me, and the Lord still needs me." But soon, Alfred was crawling on the ground, and he drove the weakness out of his heart.
Suddenly, Alfred heard a soft chatter, which was not the language of the Vikings, but the slang of Wessex farmers.
"Is there any help?" Alfred quickly raised his head. From among the bushes, he saw a farmhouse on the edge of the swamp.
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