"Ingrid."
Sigrid got a name from the cooks, but she was very unfamiliar with this name. However, the other cooks explained it to her without her asking.
"Ingrid is Bjorn's cousin, and she married the leader of the Rus a long time ago." One of the fat cooks explained to Sigrid.
"Yes, they seem to call themselves the Principality of Nov or something. This is Ingrid's first time coming back to visit her relatives." Another cook also said to Sigrid.
"No wonder." Sigrid mused thoughtfully. If Bjorn's relatives came and were a noble of the principality, then a grand banquet would definitely be held.
While everyone was talking in the kitchen, Bjorn and his son Eric were talking to each other in the palace. The father and son were sitting in the hall, and one of the attendants was pouring drinks for them.
"Ingrid is coming as a guest. I will appoint you as the organizer of this banquet. We must entertain them well. allies like the Ross people are worth making friends with." Bjorn took a sip of the wine in the glass and said to Eric said.
"The Ross people are far away from us. I don't understand, why should we make friends with them?" Eric didn't drink, he just asked curiously.
"Let's put it this way, the Baltic tribes are always eyeing us. If the Rus are behind it, they will not be able to take action on our territory." Bjorn said to Eric.
"Sooner or later, those tribes will sweep across us." Qiudena thought that she was satisfied. Whether it was the Finnish Emirate or some tribes across the sea, they were all our opponents. Even Qiudenaba had to start a war, so that she could win less. soil of.
However, in the face of the oncoming priests, we dared to be lazy, quickly got on our horses and hid aside, and even lowered our heads to dare to look up at the group of people.
"What exactly does he want to tell you?" Bjorn frowned. I hate being interfered with by Ulf, but Bjorn also knows very well that he really has the final say in his own marriage.
"I know, yes, when will he deal with this traitor?" Bjorn stood up violently, and the wooden chair he was sitting on made a loud moving sound, interrupting the conversation with Ulf.
"You haven't sent an envoy yet." Qiu Dena's eyebrows twitched slightly. I ignored my son's resistance and just said calmly.
"Jog, idiot." This group of Norse warriors who violated the order were naked from the waist down. We ran towards the passage between the two Lennos warriors on Ross's weak body.
Various facilities under the training ground have become tools to beat us. The least of them is to train team awareness, so that we can gradually become a whole during training.
"All of them have to be whipped, and then they are allowed to have dinner." At that time, Sigri, wearing a thick cloak and carrying her pet Bai Tan, hurried over and said to her The North warrior and the people on my team ordered.
The group of priests seemed to have not seen us and walked back in a roundabout way. However, a bald priest in the team stopped, looked towards us, and then hurried over.
"Dongqiu Dena." The messenger said to the priest without concealing anything.
"You are a freedom fighter, so I can treat you like this." The North soldier resisted and said.
"East Halfdan is not far away, so please slow down." The cavalry led by the leader did not retreat very slowly. It was not actually an errand to deliver a message.
He must be a pure military leader. There is no problem with that, but Bjorn is the heir to the kingdom and the future king of Sweden. If a king can govern the country with skill and foresight, it is very safe.
"What?" The other Norse warriors looked at each other in surprise. We understood why we would be rewarded.
"Swish, swish, swish~~." The people in the two rows finished using the thorn sticks in their hands to beat the people passing by. Soon, several blood marks were drawn out from the bodies of these North warriors. The blood flowed up the backs of their spines, and they were miserable. The cry was deafening.
"Where are the priests going? Is it Xi Yingli?" one of the guards asked curiously.
"Yes." This North warrior has never been so respected by anyone. I blushed and yelled at Ross.
"Ping." The wood hit the ground, making a shallow hole in the mud.
In fact, while Ulf was talking to Qiu Dena, eight cavalry sent by Ulf were retreating in the direction of East Halfdan.
In the face of Ulf's scolding, Bjorn didn't say anything less. I just drank the wine out of the cup with a clear face. Although Bjorn is Ulf's son and the first heir to the kingdom, Bjorn Bjorn was also a subject of Ulf, and Chiudna was actually reminding Bjorn of that by dividing the land.
"This man named Hamald is suitable for him, both in terms of his status, not to mention that your lord has just taken in a traitor. After Han Hu, he has nothing to do with you. Relationship," Ulf warned Bjorn.
"I heard that Xiyingli was going to welcome a distinguished guest. What a pity." A North warrior cavalryman responsible for protecting the envoy said regretfully when he looked back and could only see the top of the town's wooden wall sentry tower.
"Ha, is this a liar?" After listening to the messenger's words, the other two of us relaxed. It was something we could do by ourselves. I doubted that the other lords would happily chop down Getina. Head.
"They came from Xiqudna?" the bald priest looked at the eight people behind him and asked curiously.
"Group ten people and let your soldiers finish training us." Sigri stood in the training ground and nodded to Ross.
"You heard, there is so much bad food prepared outside the kitchen. Damn it. I hope you can drink some cold bad wine in East Halfdan before it goes bad." Another North Cavalryman shook his head. He shook his head and said.
Just as the eight people were walking and chatting, a group of strange people appeared on the road. We were all wearing linen-like robes. No one was even barefoot in that kind of weather. There were no faces outside the hoods. All painted white and white, and no one was holding a flag filled with bones.
.......
"He can't kill you, but he can respect your relatives." This North warrior had a bulging vein on his forehead, and my face was as red as a cooked lobster.
"That idiot, is he a pig?" Qiu De walked up to a North warrior holding a piece of wood and cursed me angrily in a low voice.
"Give you a territory?" Bjorn was slightly startled. I hate being restrained even more, not to mention that the kingdom will be mine sooner or later. Even if the land is given to me, it will still be mine in the end.
"Did you hear that, those stupid pigs?" Qiu Dehao yelled politely.
"Wrong." The messenger nodded quickly. We wanted to offend those priests. If we angered those people, who knows what terrible things would happen. After all, the priests represent the will of the gods.
"Let him know how to be a ruler earlier. Of course, it is important to choose a man, especially a king." Qiu Dena went around for a long time, and finally got to the point. I reminded my son.
"Fuck him, I did it." The North warrior who was divided angrily raised his fist and aimed it at Ross.
Very slowly, in the middle of the training field, everyone stopped training and stood in two lines. We all held a thorn strip in our hands.
"When I swore to you with my armband, their lives are no longer yours. According to custom, you even ordered them to commit suicide and bury you." Sigri's eyes became cold and she stared at Nuo behind her. Si warrior, said to me.
"Ulf asked the lord of East Halfdan to take Qiu Dena's head to Xiyingli." The messenger said brilliantly.
"Are they the priests of Uppsa?" The envoy was slightly surprised when he saw it. At that time, the priests from the Uppsa Temple actually appeared in groups, which was really a strange thing.
That kind of cruel punishment shocked everyone. Qiu Dena used blood to let us understand that there is only one law outside, and this is not obeying Qiu Dena herself. "Let's go." Seeing the priest's team leaving, the messenger breathed a sigh of relief and said to the two guards.
"Who told him to let go of his hand?" Ross said to me, looking hotly at the enraged North warrior behind him.
In the town of East Halfdan, Sigri was looking at the group of people behind her. Those small groups were recruited by Gertina, but now we will join East Qiudena's troop sequence.
However, at the last moment, I was easily knocked to the ground by Qiu De. My front and back were stepped on by Rose's little feet, and I was struggling like a tortoise with its cover turned over.
"Xinyingli is where the king is, where are they going?" The bald priest looked up and down at the eight people. The eight people were wearing fine armor, blue cloaks, and wearing the coat of arms representing Ulf. The flag of the Wang family shows that the identity is definitely complicated.
"How dare he respect your father so much." The North warrior was a little angry and let go of the wood he was holding. Because of my departure, the other people who were holding the wood together had to throw it away. Dropped the wood in his hand.
"How do you know? It happened before. I haven't seen that kind of situation in a few years." The messenger frowned and shook his head. Whenever the priests left the temple to go on tour, nothing bad seemed to happen.
"He is the heir to the kingdom, and everything must be done without his own plan. You are going to seal a piece of land to him before you finish entertaining Ericd." Ulf has been looking at his son. I know that Bjorn Bjorn is indeed an outstanding North warrior, but Bjorn's reckless character often gives Ulf a headache.
After listening to Qiu Dena's words, the North warriors were in high spirits.
"Yes." Ross nodded slightly, turned around and led everyone to finish their daily training.
"East Halfdan?" The bald priest looked at us suspiciously, then looked at us again, and then returned to the team and left.
"What message do you want to deliver to the lord of East Qiudena?"
"Your soldiers need to do eight things. The first is to obey orders. The seventh is to obey orders. The eighth is to obey orders with special codes." Qiu Dena walked up to the North soldier and half-way Before squatting up, he stretched out eight fingers and said calmly.
"Yes, he is. His mother is a sow, and his father was also a coward." Ross ignored my reaction and continued to respect me.
