Section 1, Returning Home

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Section 1, Returning Home

Majestic snow-capped mountains stand tall, continuous tall pine forests cover the earth, blue waves of cold water slap on the coast forever, and the cold wind howls endlessly.

In the port of East Hamar, the Norse people wearing thick fur clothes are busy trying to survive. Ever since Ulf led the expedition and left East Hamar to join the army that sacked the British islands, East Hamar has Everything is calm in Hamar.

Although there were occasional bandits who tried to loot East Hamar, they were defeated by the tall city walls and the Norse warriors and shield maidens who stayed behind. The current wooden walls of East Hamar are enough to protect its safety.

"The weather is cold again. I wonder how the leader and the others are doing?" Several children, whose faces were red from the cold, were wearing sheepskins with curly hair and holding dead branches as firewood in their arms. There were only shallow footprints left on the ground.

However, the children were very interested. They listened to the adults telling the story of the leader Ulf every day, and they all thought that this magical leader would definitely return to East Hamar loaded with treasures.

At that time, there will be endless mead to drink, endless delicacies to eat, and warm clothes to wear. No longer will you be hungry and have to drink ice water and eat moss to survive.

"But maybe they all died on the battlefield." One of the children said involuntarily.

"Nonsense, the great leader predicted by God Ulf will never die in obscurity before embarking on the most famous adventure." But someone soon refuted, we think that a leader certified by God , before I became the most famous and humble warrior, the gods would be so slow to recall me.

Very slowly, under the big hill in Luyuan Town, two groups of children started beating each other over the question of whether Hamal was alive. Even if the little people passed by, they just pointed and pointed with a smile, without saying anything. means to prevent.

"Hamar, Hamar must be back." The brown-haired girl touched the corner of her mouth. Because of the blood stains left from her bite, her eyes were full of cold anticipation, and the girl with a short stature was also at this time. When I mentioned the death of Hamal, I also felt joy on my face.

The only loss was that Ange would always roll his eyes and ask me if the wizard in the story, who could transform into a beautiful man, was not harmed by Hamar before he and Lu Yuanfei passed away, making Lu Yuanfei smile helplessly.

However, Hamar is also very ambiguous. Low birthrate and harsh environment are actually a pair of contradictions. Luyuan Dongha has not experienced a birth wave, but whenever the winter is hotter and food is harder to obtain, People had to sacrifice small amounts of living people to the gods to increase the population and reduce the rate of food consumption. "Are those slaves? They look really weird."

"It's an expedition ship, we're back." The children looked towards the small sea together, and saw several white dots emerging from the vast sea surface, heading towards the port of Marluyuan.

"Get ready for the springboard."

"Yes, the Hamar villain will die." Even though the stubborn brown-haired girl was suppressed, she still managed to raise her head and glare at the opponent.

"You are back." Hamar's face was full of exhaustion and joy. Before advancing from the British Isles, the fleet first went to the highland stronghold to rest, leaving some people outside to continue to consolidate the stronghold and fortress. , as the last turnover station, others continued their return journey.

"Slowly admit defeat, otherwise his arm will be broken." The other eldest child looked at us worriedly and advised.

When passing through Denmark, the King of Denmark specially entertained Hammar and others. From our mouths, we heard about the war that took place under the British Islands. Hamal was originally a eloquent person. I was at the banquet of the King of Denmark. The narration is fascinating.

The port of Marluyuan was quiet and ordinary. Everyone was crowded in the spacious port, eagerly looking forward to the return of the expedition fleet. When Hamar and others stood under the bow, there was even more noise under the port. There were bursts of thundering cheers.

The Norse people in Maldonha all stared at the fully loaded ships. We have never seen so little treasure and slaves.

"Admit defeat, say Hamar

Not dead yet. "When one of the weaker girls pressed a thin but stubborn brown-haired girl on her body, she whispered to me.

"leader."

I'm sure Lu Yuanfei might not have been accustomed to this when he first traveled through time, but I can now fully understand that in a hot, barren, harsh environment like Maldongha, being able to give birth to strong heirs is an important matter for the continuation of the tribe. , people will even pray to the male gods so that the tribe can continue to have fewer and fewer children and strengthen the small tribe.

The men walked in with small buckets of water, chatting and laughing, preparing to clean up the outside. When night falls, the people of Luyuan Dongha and the soldiers returning from the expedition will enjoy fine wine and delicious food, and the men will not They talk about these weak warriors who have returned from the expedition with shame, and encourage each other to spend the night with them and leave the seeds of weakness.

While the children were making fun of each other, a big boy with dirty blond hair was standing next to him calmly. When you raised your head, your little blue eyes blinked and your big mouth opened slightly, He raised his left hand and pointed in the direction of the overlooking sea.

However, Sami did not stop. Instead, he jumped up even more excitedly and pointed in the direction of the small sea with his hand. Immediately afterwards, a high and distant horn sound came from under the narrow sea.

The brown-haired girl who was struggling was also resisting with all her strength, with a look of surprise on her face. The horn sound was definitely made by a merchant ship. It was high and deep like a huge wave rising from the bottom of the sea.

"Open the lord's house and let the men clean it up. Are you going to get drunk or go home tonight?" Hamal showed a nervous smile and returned to Maldongha strangely. It was as if he really returned to his hometown. Out of pleasure.

Ever since Hamar and others left Maldongha, the lord's house has been sealed off, and all matters have been left to the village elders for discussion. Now that the earl has returned to his fiefdom, the small door of the dusty house has been opened, and outside The choking dust blew into my face.

Even in order to add some drama and storytelling, Hammar also added a little fantasy color to the outside, such as wizards in the swamp and knights of the round table. The Danish bumpkins were stunned for a while, and the Danish king was even willing to return. We gave Hamal some gifts and let Hamal talk for a week before letting us go.

"Little Earl."

"Sammy, don't make any noise. Once you take care of that big boy, take him fishing." The little girl who held down the brown-haired girl said to the big boy. The big boy named Sammy is my sister.

[In view of the general environment,

After all, when the fleet passed through the Denmark Strait, it was supposed to give some gifts to the King of Denmark, and it was not for tolls. Who would have thought that Hammar's rants would actually increase the losses.

"Bad boy gold and silver."