Because Lord Peder saw that the villages chosen to be looted in Alfred's order were all Wessex's own villages, which confused him for a moment.
"Your Majesty, have these villages betrayed us?" Thinking of this, Lord Pede couldn't help but ask Alfred.
"No, they didn't." Alfred frowned. He very much hoped that these villages would betray the kingdom, so that there would be no psychological burden in looting, but unfortunately his conscience and faith prevented him from lying.
"Then why?" Ped reached out and scratched his scalp, asking with some confusion.
"For the cause of the Lord and the interests of the Kingdom of Wessex, we can only do this." Alfred said to Lord Ped with a calm face.
Seeing Alfred's face, Master Peder seemed to understand something. He stopped asking further questions, bowed to Alfred, and prepared to turn around and leave.
"Wait a minute, we have captured some Viking armor and weapons." When Master Peder was about to leave, Alfred stopped him again and said something that was beyond his reach.
However, Lord Pede quickly understood. He bit his lip, stamped his feet and turned around to leave.
[In view of the general environment, "Lord, please forgive me for my sins." Looking at Lord Pede's back, Alfred sighed softly. He walked to a small altar in the house, facing the Virgin Mary's arms. After lighting a candle, he knelt in front of the statue of the Virgin and prayed devoutly.
A few days later, a raven spread its wings and overlooked the land of the British Islands. Its dark wings were moist with the sea water, and its round eyes stared downward.
Thick black smoke rose from all over the island, as if there was a giant holding a torch and setting fire to all parts of the island.
"Damn it, there seem to be more raiding teams." Vargas, who was looting the village, arrived at a village and found that it had already been looted.
"I don't know, who are those bastards who attacked before us?" Luther also looked helpless. They walked to two villages in a row, but found nothing.
"There is a village in Danfa District ahead. It's still the old method." Vargas thought for a while and said to Luther.
The so-called old method refers to dressing up in Wessex clothes and looting villages belonging to the Viking culture.
As promised, a group of Norse warriors immediately began to change their clothes. Because Wessex people are generally shorter in stature than Norse people, they often expose their ankles or stretch out half of their arms after wearing them, which looks very funny. .
Just as the North soldiers put on the clothes of Wessex soldiers and laughed and laughed at each other, they suddenly saw another army appearing from the front. Their long-term vigilance made Vargas and others immediately move to the road. aside.
"It seems like a Norse raiding party?" When that army gradually approached, they saw that the soldiers were wearing Norse-style clothes, and some even smeared their cheeks with ash and black mud. , painted with a strange tattoo look in cyan color. ….
"Really?" Vargas frowned. He always felt that something was wrong with this group of North soldiers. No matter their marching posture, equipment and weapons, there was something strange about them.
"Do you want me to ask?" Luther glanced at Vargas and asked him.
"No, wait." Vargas shook his head slightly. He tilted his head and stared at the approaching army.
When this army approached, Vargas and others discovered the other party's trick. Although they were wearing Norse armor, they clearly looked like Wessex. In other words, this group of Wessex The Si people actually dressed up as Norse people and then looted their own village.
Vargas and Luther couldn't help but look at each other. They didn't expect Alfred to be so ruthless and let his men directly loot the villages and people of his kingdom. This move was indeed beyond their expectations.
"What should we do?" Luther bit his lip. Facing this strange scene, he looked at Vargas curiously.
According to Luther's wishes, he rushed up directly, fought with this group of people, and then took away the supplies they looted.
"No, let's get up and go to the next village." The corners of Vargas's mouth turned up. He reached out and patted Luther on the back and said to him with a smile.
"Get up?" Luther didn't expect Vargas to make such a decision. Now that they were in the dark, the other party's presence in the open was a good opportunity for a sneak attack.
However, Vargas did not give Luther time to think. He stood up from the ambush position, patted the dust and dead leaves on his body generously, and then waved to let the others come out and return. Arriving at this road connecting the counties of the original Kingdom of Wessex.
The sudden appearance of Vargas and others also startled the oncoming Wessex army. They looked at the sudden appearance of a group of Wessex soldiers. They didn't know whether they were enemies or friends for a moment, and they were stunned. stand up.
"Hey." Vargas shrugged his shoulders. He led the disguised North warriors and walked forward, while raising his arms and waving to the group of disguised Wessex people.
The Wessex soldiers disguised as North soldiers looked at the "Wessex Army" coming from the other side. They couldn't help but look at their generals and found that their faces were smeared with black ash. The general dressed as a Viking also had a look of disbelief on his face and opened his mouth, as if he instinctively wanted to issue a battle order.
However, when the words came to his lips, he suppressed them because he found everything was too funny. It was obvious that those ill-fitting clothes were Vikings dressed as Wessex soldiers, and the purpose of the other party should be the same as them. , in order to disguise themselves and loot the surrounding villages.
This also made the general want to understand one thing, and that was why many villages in Danfa District had been looted before they came.
"Ha ha ha ha."
The men and horses on both sides carefully walked along both sides of the road and passed each other slowly. I don't know who made the first laugh. In the end, the soldiers on both sides burst into laughter.
Especially when they looked at the ill-fitting Wessex soldier clothes and the colorful "Vikings" painted on their faces, they found it even more ridiculous.
It is clear that one side is masquerading as Vikings and sacking its own villages, while the other is masquerading as Wessex soldiers and sacking villages in Danfar.
"How do you know they won't attack us?" Luther asked Vargas in confusion after the two sides broke away from contact without any damage.
"Idiot, they must have received the same order as us, which is to plunder as many villages as possible. This order is very safe unless they encounter enemies." Vargas explained to Luther.
When looting a village, you are faced with unarmed villagers. This kind of work with low risk and high reward, everyone thinks it is worthwhile, but attacking a fully armed force is a high risk and small reward.
Anyone with a brain knows exactly which job they should choose. As long as you don't meet the enemy openly, there is no need to fight with weapons.
What's more, even if the disguised Wessex soldiers go back, it can be said that they just encountered a friendly army wearing Wessex soldiers' clothes.
"Huh, that's it." Vargas explained for a long time, and then the Berserker Luther understood. He couldn't help but sneered, but there was indeed more loot to be gained from looting than from fighting. .
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