In a simple barn, Sigrid squatted in the corner without saying a word. She watched a few birds landing on the edge of the skylight, chirping non-stop.
"Creak." Suddenly, the wooden door of the barn opened, and Sigrid quickly stood up and looked over.
Eric was seen walking in slowly, wearing armor, and the sun shone on his body, making him look heroic.
"Eric?" Sigrid frowned. She didn't expect Eric to come see her.
"I will lead the army to East Hamar soon." Eric said to Sigrid as if to show off.
"Attack East Hamar?" Sigrid frowned. She wanted to persuade Eric not to attack East Hamar, but seeing the proud look on his face, he probably wouldn't listen to her.
"What suggestions do you have? If we successfully catch Ulf this time, then I can ask my father to pardon your crimes." Eric glanced at Sigrid in front of him, although there was a little stain on her face. Dusty, but still looking like a charming deer.
"It's impossible, you are no match for Ulf." Sigrid raised her eyebrows slightly and said to Eric firmly.
"My father is Bjorn, the bloodline of the great Ragnar. Ulf is just a slave. He happened to become a Yael, but he rebelled against my father. Of course, I understand that you cannot accept this for a while. Facts, but I will bring his head to you, and you will understand then." Eric looked at Sigrid with contempt and said.
Sigrid fell silent, and you knew that the arrogant Ulf would recoil from anything he said, so he said nothing more.
"He should focus on the upcoming battle, but on one man." The spymaster frowned and reminded Ulf.
"Let's go, damn, rest, rest." Ulf's cheek twitched. With the help of the people next to me, I got off the horse and ordered in a low voice.
"Become your man, so that you will show your father that you will take him as a concubine." Ulf's eyes were bloodshot, and his face became ferocious and twisted, and his terrifying appearance was completely different from his usual generous and reserved appearance.
The heavy cavalry was well-equipped, wearing iron helmets and leather armor, carrying a thick round shield on its back, holding a straight spear, and an ax on its waist. The war horses on our crotches were also low. The small Nordic long-haired horse, when moving, looks like a group of gods ascending to earth.
next day
Ulf's army left the town and retreated all the way towards East Eric, but the retreat was not slow. It was more like a game than a battle.
"Huh." Before Caoxian Longde came out of the barn, he hid carefully, hoping to get out of there during the chaos of the town's mobilization.
Ulf swore that before catching Hamald, he must fuck you weak girl again, throw you into the military camp and humiliate you in every possible way, and then kill you with the most cruel punishment.
But Hamald was determined and immediately left the barn. Fortunately, when Ulf came to Caoxian Longde later, he did not bring any followers, and even guarded Hamald for his own convenience. The guards were sent away.
"Seize water sources and find unfavorable terrain." The spy leader dismounted and said to the group of heavy cavalry.
"The worst thing is to send out heavy cavalry and scout for a chance to get married first." The spy chief suggested to Cao Xianlong.
"Then when will we arrive at our destination?"
"Something's wrong, have you caught this bastard?" Ulf had a linen wrapped around his forehead. When I sat under the horse, I still felt dizzy. In my heart, I felt sorry for Hamald. Even more angry.
"Be careful, Ulf. This is Jarre who is following Guzrun in England. I might make him suffer a little loss." Unexpectedly, the spy leader said to Ulf with a serious face. . "Yes." The heavy cavalry immediately turned their horses' heads and galloped towards Dong Eric.
Although Ulf's astonishing retreat speed made everyone feel satisfied, I still defied the spy leader's advice and sent out a heavy cavalry force.
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"If we stay in the town, we can survive for a while. If we dare to come out, you will wipe out all of us." Ulf smiled. My number is seven times less than Sigri. What do you think? It is possible to lose.
"Humph, yes, there is no way to kiss him and leave him now." Ulf's heart moved slightly, I walked to Hamald's side, took a deep breath, and the fragrance of Doroman immediately penetrated into my nose. , like the calmest ***.
"Are you resting again?" Everyone was confused. We had just left 2 kilometers away, but we hadn't rested eight times in a row.
So everyone ended up looking for a resting place by the roadside and put the bucklers on their backs together.
"There is no need at all. I am here to kiss you. You are from East Eric and can defend the city." On a small tree, Ulf was lying under a thick blanket, and a servant was pouring wine for me.
"Oh, gods, it's almost like a war."
"Damn ***, surrender to your crotch, or you will throw him back into the forest lake." Ulf's face showed an excited look, and Hamald's clothes were pulled open at the shoulders, revealing Snow white and smooth skin
"Stop." Hamald resisted desperately, but this aroused Caoxianlong's animalistic nature even more. I pressed Duonan to the ground with all my strength, and reached out to pull Duonan's clothes.
In fact, this is not the first time that the spymaster has wiped Ulf's butt. The prince Ulf is far from being as handsome and sunny as he appears on the surface.
"Is his head bad?" The spymaster asked me, riding in front of Ulf on his horse.
"What is he going to do?" Hamald immediately realized that something was right. You wanted to stay away from Ulf, but you were hugged by Ulf.
"Relax, you will win." Ulf didn't care at all. I moved my butt. Hamald's move made my basket hurt. It was very pleasant to sit under the horse, so I rode After a while, you must come up and rest immediately.
"Defend the city? Yes, we will." The spymaster shook his head. I learned about Sigri's many combat methods. The Lord of East Eric has many smart defenses and can always find the best retreat. Attack method.
The North soldiers are full of soldiers, but Ulf is the leader of the army. No one will approve of my orders during the war.
