In the stream, Vargas stood up from the water. His clothes, leather armor and ax were placed on the bank. The blood on the ax had been cleaned. Now it was Vargas' turn to clean himself.
"Wow." After Vargas cleaned the blood on his body, he walked out of the water, put on his clothes again, and walked towards East Hamar with his weapon.
As for the corpses of the priests, he pushed them into the valley. The hungry beasts would dispose of the corpses and fragments for them. Even if they were discovered, they would only think that the priests had encountered wolves. After all, being eaten by wild beasts was commonplace in this day and age.
When Vargas returned to the town, he saw people who had been busy all day entering the lord's longhouse to eat. The reward for the people who worked collectively was that two meals a day were provided by Ulf. Compared to the poor, Freedmen could only eat monotonous food at home, and the food that the lords could provide was of course more abundant.
Therefore, everyone is willing to take part in the job opportunities provided by Ulf. As soon as the sun rises every day, they go to the forest with their axes and sing wild songs to open up land. At noon, when the sun rises at its highest point, I happily came to the lord's house, ate barley bread and this broth, and drank a little sour mead.
In the afternoon, they will be busy until evening. After the sun sets completely, the torches in the town light up. At this time, people drag their tired bodies back to the lord's house. The dinner is the richest, with roasted and sizzling game. , kegs of ale, pies with berries sprinkled under the bread, and cheese fermented before the men kneaded it on linen cloths....
"Praise be to your lord."
Whenever there is such a banquet, people will raise their glasses for some reason to pay tribute to Hamar who is sitting under the lord's seat and thank me for the rich food and wine I brought.
"He doesn't smell of blood." When Ulf followed the quiet voice and walked into the lord's house, Ange happened to pass by me, frowned, looked at me doubtfully, and said loudly.
"You went hunting." Ulf shrugged his shoulders and took the bread from the hand of a passing Norse man, then tore it open and stuffed it into his mouth. The other person glanced at Ulf and only dared to Walk away silently.
"It seems that the priest's matter has been resolved."
"Training fewer warriors means you have too many warriors."
At this time, Hamar, who was sitting under the chair, was holding a wine glass, looking at the cheerful people, drinking wine silently. When no one could relax and drink and have fun, as the lord of East Halfdan, he could Without any pause, my mind was spinning rapidly.
"Will we invite you?" the companions asked doubtfully.
"But we will have fewer soldiers." The weak thief who asked the question frowned and shook his head.
Hamal's mood seemed to be a little bad. As no one was in the middle of the room, he jumped up. On a whim, Hamal came on stage to join the people. The Norse people around him were holding wine glasses and were all amused. stand up.
The birth rate of babies is also very low, but Hamar suspects that as long as houses, stable food, and a weak environment are provided, the towns of East Halfdan will soon be filled with big cubs running around.
Just when the town of East Halfdan was peaceful, under the main road in the town, several Northmen wearing dirty fur clothing, bare heads, and carrying long-handled axes were staring in the direction of the town. .
At that time, Hamal stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead heavily. He raised his eyes and saw Bao Quanliang in the crowd. The other person seemed to have sensed my gaze and focused his head.
I once fought for a Norwegian leader, but knowing why, I actually killed my own leader and was expelled and cursed. But from that day on, Bao Quanliang seemed to have an enlightenment and gathered many like-minded people. The weak thieves formed a terrible gang.
In our opinion, that is simply possible. Who would invite a group of weak thieves to retreat into their own town? Is that inviting a wolf into the house?
Hamal was sitting under the chair and heard that a few people in the town who claimed to be the envoys of Varghese came to the city gate and asked to see Hamal.
Ange frowned suspiciously, but at that time, several drunk men separated the two of them, so Ange didn't continue to ask questions.
"The construction of a water-powered mill by the water cannot be put on the agenda."
I thought that the weak thief Vargas and his men were hiding outside a mountain col not far from Dongbao Quanliang. We were not starving just to wait for an opportunity.
"Our lord is back." One of them had blue, icy eyes. My head was shaved, leaving only a bunch of golden hair under the top of my head.
"There is enough wood, so we should build fewer warehouses and houses."
"Vagas's envoy wants to see you?"
"How to solve the city wall?" The companions asked again.
Vargas is also a risky move, but I feel that the gods will be on my side and help me achieve my goal.
Everyone knows that when a lord goes on an expedition, he will take away a small number of elite warriors. It is when a town is healthy, and a retreat at that time will easily fail. However, the leader named Vargas, for some reason suggestions on hand.
Even the iron-bone Bjorn heard the nickname of the weak thief Vargos, and even issued a killing order to the lords everywhere. Whoever can kill the weak thief Vargos will get Bjorn's treasure. Favor and reward.
"You will retreat and attack the city wall. The lord of East Halfdan will take the initiative to invite you." Bao Quanliang laughed warmly and shifted his gaze to the direction of East Halfdan, like a winter evil. The wolf stared at the fat lamb and wanted to swallow it up in one gulp.
"Ange, what does he think?" Hamar leaned forward and glanced at Ange, who was standing aside with his arms folded. "Vargos, do you understand why we have to wait for our lord to come back before plundering?" Another Norseman asked in surprise.
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"Idiot, the lord came back and said he brought a small amount of property." Vargas licked his lips. Although my name is the same as these little warriors, I am indeed a weak bandit leader wandering in the wilderness.
Hamal paused to think, and found that the manpower in his town was slightly insufficient. Although there were no slaves to replenish it, the number of slaves was still enough to support the development needs of East Halfdan.
"Not as good as you? How can these pampered warriors understand the horror of survival in the wilderness." The weak thief Vargas' eyes were bright, and I said with concern.
"This is a bunch of weak thieves, let's get rid of them." Ulf sat aside, holding the food on the plate high, and suggested to Hamar.
“The roads in East Halfdan need to be rebuilt.”
