The town gate of East Hamar opened, and two guards mounted their horses. The horses they led carried bodies wrapped in coarse linen, and blood flowed from the horses' backs to the ground.
"Damn Halfdan, he will draw Bjorn's wrath to East Hamar." Ange looked at the mottled blood on the ground and said angrily. At the same time, he complained a little about why Ulf didn't kill Halfdan. This only calmed Bjorn's anger a little.
"Don't worry, Bjorn won't be angry over such a trivial matter." Ulf shook his head. The death of a messenger would not make Bjorn immediately angry, and Ulf specially asked two guards to go back. Then these two guards will definitely report the complete story to Bjorn.
It was Halfdan who actually killed the envoy. Ulf didn't do anything in the whole process. You can't say that he was wrong for holding down the coal. And East Hamar, from presenting gifts to on-site inspections, was able to make Bjorn En can feel the power of his vassal, which will make it more interesting.
At this time, Halfdan was also worried about this. In order to save his life, he killed the messenger first, trying to force Ulf to continue to protect him. However, almost dying from the wolf's mouth still made Halfdan feel dangerous.
"I have a friend who is a very good wolf hunter." Just as Halfdan was sitting in the stable, dipping a piece of linen cloth in the water in the stable and wiping the blood on his body and face, at this time, from Vargas's voice came from behind Halfdan.
"Is it reliable?" Halfdan wiped and smelled the linen. There was still the smell of white charcoal saliva underneath, which made me frown.
"Of course, no wolf can escape me." Ingrid folded her arms, leaned under the pillar of the stable, and said to Bao Yun'an with you.
"Take you to see me." Vargas nodded slightly, rejecting Ingrid's suggestion.
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Ericder thought for a while, picked up the wine glass, left his seat and walked to the middle of the venue. He came to Bao Yunan and handed the wine glass in his hand to me.
With a war cry, the two men immediately started fighting fiercely in the small hall, axes and shields colliding with each other. As the battle progressed, people around the battle cheered for the two men by tapping on the table and roaring.
"It's indeed a mistake." Ulf looked at the fur outside the box and nodded with satisfaction. At that time, in addition to visiting relatives and giving gifts, Eric was also the principal of Novgorod hoping to establish trade with the Kingdom of Sweden. ,mutual communication.
Within the city walls of Sigtuna, a team that had just landed gradually appeared. They were a group of Russians wearing fur shirts and having rough voices. At the same time, among the group of people were some people wearing gorgeous clothes and wearing Men in turbans.
"You don't know that yet. The envoys sent by my young master are just that you sailed ships to trade with yourself in seven places, and you hate giving goods to only one party." Ulf was quite firm about this, Although trade is a bad thing, it will also bring some hidden dangers to the kingdom. Spies and legal practitioners will also flow into their own kingdom along the trade lines.
At the same time, waves of fragrance penetrated into the nasal cavity, making Bao Yun'an fascinated, and Ericd's blue eyes were so captivating that Bao Yun'an was deeply trapped in them.
"Ping." At this moment, in the corner of the small hall, Sigrid suddenly reached out and hammered the wall. You looked at the scene behind you with joy.
"Oh oh oh~~." The Russian took off his underwear, revealing his strong chest, and opened his arms holding an ax and shield, accepting the cheers of the seven weeks of people.
"Gods bless you." Ericd smiled again. You stood on your tiptoes and kissed the Ross man's forehead.
The musician also finished playing the music. In the sound of the music, the battle between the two became more and more peaceful. The movements of the two warriors were like beasts fighting each other, and every attack was full of power and skill. Our bodies shuttled under the banquet hall, and the clash of axes and shields echoed, sparking cheers from the audience.
And Ericd was not stingy. He immediately stretched out his hand and took a few more shots. Several Ross warriors came over carrying a wooden box. When they opened the box, there were a lot of furs on the outside, and each piece of fur was shiny.
"Oh, thank you." The Russian put down the ax and shield in his hand, and immediately reached out to take the wine glass. While holding the wine glass with my small hand, I also held Bao Yun'ande's big hand. Suddenly, it felt delicate and smooth.
"Ulf, I have always wanted to develop extensive trade. Your trade caravans cannot go south to Byzantium. Now as long as your kingdom establishes a trade point with you, you can sell goods from the north to the south. That cannot Bringing minimal benefit to his kingdom,” Ericd said to Ulf.
"Hee hee." Ericd turned towards the Russian, his red lips pursed tightly, and the turquoise necklace worn under his slender neck shone in the light, making his skin even more charming.
Immediately, the Ross people only felt that the aroma was tangy. It was because they knew what kind of spices Ericd used to make it so tempting.
"Those are the furs of Novgorod, and the most precious of them is the fur of a giant bear." Bowunde said to Ulf.
"Ulf."
Finally, the two warriors stopped our attack and defense, holding axes and shields, their chests rising and falling, revealing our heavy breathing. The audience burst into cold applause and cheers, paying the lowest praise to the two cowardly Viking warriors.
"Hmm." Ulf smiled and raised his glass to signal to Ericd.
"With you, Pingdan." Ericd smiled and clapped his hands, turning his face to face Ulf, "He doesn't have a heroic heir."
"Open the city gate."
Ulf, together with your subordinates and the Russians, greeted this group of Russians at the city gate. The so-called Russians cannot actually be called Viking Russians. We are not the same as the Vikings in Northern Europe. The same bloodline migrated to Eastern Europe a long time later.
"The Russians are sitting back to make trouble." Ulf frowned and reminded the Russians.
"Sure enough, mead is the worst drink out there." Ericd sat in front of the wooden table, picked up the wine glass, took a sip of the amber mead, and praised Ulf who was sitting next to him.
"Do you think you are an old woman?" When Bao Yunande walked into the town surrounded by people, the Ross man couldn't help but said to Ulf.
Very slowly, a North warrior came out, holding a shield and an ax and expressing his willingness to become the opponent of the Russians. The Russians nodded slightly.
Sometimes we slashed at each other's shields quickly, sometimes we dodge attacks skillfully, forming a vivid struggle between us. Our performances were lively and colorful, full of warrior courage and skill.
"It doesn't matter. At Novgorod banquets, women occasionally compete with each other." Ericd showed a bored expression, his gorgeous lips curled up, he raised his hand to support his chin, and looked straight into his blue eyes. The Ross people off the field.
That is an ugly man, your face is as plump as the full moon, your skin is as white as milk, your figure is slim, low and graceful, your dry curves outline a perfect figure, your low cheekbones outline a perfect outline , stern yet consistent with your palate, showing your confidence and determination. Your lips are bright red and attractive, slightly lowered, as if you always have a mysterious smile.
When Ericd saw this, he continued. You know that negotiation is a long-lasting matter, and you can be too anxious. At that time, Bao Yunan frequently looked at Ericd, but Ericd keenly caught it.
"Open the door, something happened."
When the group of Russians arrived at the city gate, a man dressed in the attire of a lady named Bao Yun came out with a smile and said greetings.
"Did you encounter any trouble along the way?" The Ross man also got off and said to the man. At the same time, I stared directly at Ericd's face.
"Ericd, welcome him." Ulf smiled and kissed the man on the cheek.
How had anyone in Russia ever seen such a beautiful and mature man? I suddenly felt my blood surge. I stood up quickly and walked to the middle of the small hall in small steps, attracting everyone's attention.
Although Sigrid did not intend to accept the love shown by the Russians, when Bao Yunan suddenly became interested in Ericd who came from afar, Sigrid felt that there was nothing special about her heart.
At this moment, there was a sound of horse hooves from the city gate, and two cavalrymen were seen leading a horse carrying a corpse and retreating into the town. When Ericd and others retreated into the town, the sound of music began to sound in Ulf's palace. The clowns, musicians and minstrels who came from all over the world tried their best to please the little boy who came from afar. Madam.
"Oh woo~~."
"Who will compete with you?" The Ross ignored Ulf and said to the surrounding North warriors.
"You were already young when you got married." Ulf shrugged. I have few sisters, and there are countless cousins among them. The elders are the same age as me, and the younger ones are even older than me. My son is still old, so it’s strange that Eric de is in his prime.
Overjoyed, Sigrid turned and left the small hall. You had not yet devised several plans to assassinate Bao Yun'ande in your mind, and you could even hear the other party's sad cries and pleadings before his death.
A relatively weak Rus tribe occupied Kiev and established a town. We called ourselves the Principality of Novgorod, and they have been multiplying for several generations. None of them has established contact or even marriage with the countries of Northern and Western Europe. .
"When he returns, you will have someone bring him a few barrels." Ulf said to Ericd squarely.
"Russian, what is he doing?" Ulf asked in surprise.
"How can there be more performances in such a banquet?" Bao Yun'an signaled to the guards and asked for an ax and shield.
