Chapter 36: Blood debt must be paid with blood

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After a while, Ange led the shield girls out of this forest, leaving only the strong smell of blood here. The heads of the beheaded light cavalry were hung on the treetops by the shield girls, and they were hung on the treetops. Each one looks like a ripe fruit.

"Gray Law~~." Not far away, the neighing of war horses sounded, echoing in the woods that had just experienced a massacre.

At this time, Eric did not know that all the cavalry he sent out to investigate had been wiped out by the shield girls. They were still stationed in the wild, waiting for the people they sent out to bring back the news.

"It's good to go out for a walk once in a while." Eric was lying on a bearskin blanket, a servant kept pouring wine for him, and the spymaster was standing in front of the small tent. He was pacing back and forth feeling anxious.

"It's been too long." The spymaster pressed his hand on a Viking iron sword on his waist, frowning and keeping his eyes fixed on the direction in which the cavalry left.

"Don't be too nervous, they will definitely come back." Eric didn't care. He knew the power of the North light cavalry. These people were the best cavalry under his father's command.

"Maybe we should send more people to see what's going on?" The spymaster looked back at Eric and suggested to him.

"Hmm." Eric sat up from the bearskin blanket. He touched the beard on his chin and considered whether to accept the spymaster's proposal.

"They are back." At this moment, the voices of several North warriors rang out from the camp. They saw the figures of war horses appearing not far outside the camp.

"Look, you said we have something to do." Ulf looked happy, I stood up, walked out of my tent, and said to the spymaster with a smile.

"Let's take down Qitai." Hamar nodded slightly, knowing that the blacksmiths had not done their best.

"Hamar, we can't leave." At that time, Vargas and Luther also walked over in small steps, and we asked Hamar for instructions.

"You are very hot, you have to chop off Hamar's head with your own hands." Ulf narrowed his eyes, and I pulled out the Viking iron sword from my waist. The blade was bright and sharp.

The North soldiers who had no fighting ability were lined up in a disorderly manner and prepared to follow Hamar out of the city to fight, because Ange was sent by the general to later inform us that Ulf's army was getting closer and closer to East Eric.

"But~~." The spymaster shook his head heavily. I was afraid that Ulf would act on his own initiative and fall into his trap.

"Go and see for yourself." Ulf quickly ordered the people around him.

"Yes, if we kill your people, you will use ten times the blood to retaliate and pay with blood. Is that the creed of the Vikings?" Ulf threw away the spymaster's arm. I hated it. said.

"Quiet, quiet." The two North warriors quickly made appeasing gestures, but they seemed to have no effect on the horse.

The other Norse warriors were also angered by the scene behind us. Under the leadership of Ulf, we roared with the same indignation.

When the two Norse warriors calmed down the war horses with difficulty, lifted up the body on the horse's back, and brought it to Ulf and the spymaster, other Norse warriors in the camp whispered to each other.

"Ulf, calm down." The spymaster pursed his lips. I glanced at Ulf and knew that the prince had not been controlled by anger, so I tried to dissuade him.

"Lovely bastard." Ulf looked at the dead bodies on the ground, and my eyes were filled with anger. Ulf only felt that it was Dong Eric provoking him, and a burst of anger suddenly welled up in his heart.

"Yes." The two North warriors immediately greeted the cavalry in the direction they were coming from.

"Thank you, Lord." Seeing this, the blacksmiths were finally relieved, and we quickly replied to Hamar.

"Hmm." The two North soldiers who checked later saw that the cavalry's head on horseback was connected to the neck with only a layer of leather and muscle. The whole head seemed to be about to fall off the horse. The cavalry's eyes were covered with a layer of grayish white. , the skin and flesh of the entire head turned pale.

"It was just a back-up fight, it didn't matter at all." The spymaster immediately grabbed Ulf's arm.

, said to me.

At that time, the head of the North warrior on the horse followed the violent movements of the horse, and ended up shaking.

"Tsk." When the spymaster saw that scene, he dared to continue to stop Ulf. If someone else saw it, I'm afraid they would kill me first before they could fight against the East Erics.

"Are all the crossbows ready?" Hamar crossed his arms, looked at the North warriors wearing armor and carrying weapons, and casually asked the blacksmiths.

However, when the two of them approached, the horse carrying the Norse warrior suddenly seemed to feel some kind of threat. It raised its head and made a neighing sound. It was An's horse's hooves that dug into the ground.

For a time, the entire camp was filled with cold blood. Every North warrior was eager for blood and revenge. From a certain perspective, Ulf had a bad grasp of the psychology of the North warriors and inspired our low spirits. High morale.

"Okay, let's go." Hamar took his iron helmet from a Norse warrior, and the eye-protecting Viking-style iron helmet was firmly placed under my head. At the same time, Min Jiexing commanded the people in East Eric Town to end the reinforcement of the city defenses and let the young and old hide in dangerous places in the town.

"Oh oh oh oh, blood debt must be paid with blood."

"What's going on? It's so right!" The spy leader first discovered that the situation was right. He saw the horse carrying the Norse warriors, as if someone had controlled it specially. It was eating grass on the roadside with its head high as it walked, and the horse The North warrior behind him had no intention of interfering.

At this time, everyone obeyed Ulf's order conditionally. We immediately packed up our bags, ended our formation and retreated in the direction of East Eric. Our morale was summed up.

"Lord, you have tried your best to build seven." The blacksmiths were all unkempt and tired. Even though we used the assembly line and division of labor, we were short of time and could only build seven. Tai bed crossbow.

At that time, the two of them looked towards the camp together. From the woods, a horse carried a North warrior on its back and hurriedly retreated towards the camp. Because they were not far away, when people looked over, they could only see The Norse warrior sat under his horse, his head drooping.

"Your order is to set off immediately and head to East Eric." Ulf took the opportunity to give an order to everyone.

"Your warriors, the lovely East Eric people, brutally killed your companions. You must let us pay with blood." Ulf ignored the spymaster again. I raised the sword in my hand and pointed. Touching the corpse on the ground, he yelled at the surrounding North warriors.