Bjorn did not kill the members of the Bear and Wolf Brothers. On the contrary, he politely provided them with food, but the guards became more and more strict. When they left, they tied their hands with iron chains and used a knife around their necks. A thick linen rope was tied together, one after another.
"Go, beast." Although Bjorn ordered not to mistreat these berserkers, the North warriors who had lost their brothers and comrades did not have a good impression of these people, and they spat and cursed at these berserkers.
Olaf's hands were tied with iron chains. He was not in a hurry to die because he thought that the time had not come yet, so he could accept becoming a slave. In response to the abuse of the guards, Olaf just lowered his head and covered it with his brown hair. He closed his eyes and showed coldness through the gaps in his hair.
"Stinky beasts, you are only worthy of being imprisoned with pigs." A North warrior pushed Olaf and slashed Olaf's thick back with the back of his ax. The reason why he disobeyed Bjorn order to treat Olaf so roughly because his friend died at the hands of these berserker warriors of the Brotherhood of Bears and Wolves.
"Uh-huh." Olaf grunted and received a solid blow, but he just frowned and continued walking forward, as if the blow had just hit someone else.
"Bah, even if you offer sacrifices to the gods, they will hate you. Your souls are only worthy of going to hell." Olaf's silence not only did not make the North warriors stop, but intensified, and he kicked him hard. In the crook of Olaf's leg.
"Oh wow." At that moment, Ingrid couldn't maintain her balance, and she knelt on the ground. At the same time, the others who were tied with ropes around their necks were also forced to fall down in embarrassment.
"Hahaha." Looking at the mighty berserker warriors who were still on the battlefield just now, now as soft and strong as lambs, the North warriors burst into laughter.
"What's going on?" At that moment, Ulf, who heard the commotion over there, arrived on horseback with several royal guards. Ulf raised his head and frowned at the scene behind him, and asked seriously.
"What's the matter? Your Majesty, it's just that the prisoners are in a mood." The guarding North warrior turned to Ulf and said with concern.
"Does he know where that place is?" Tan Zhiyou looked at Qi Zhou and asked Olaf. It's just that Ulfzi followed Tan Zhiyou's condition of bringing followers and weapons, but Ulf and Olaf will each bring one follower and one weapon.
"Oh oh oh." The other berserkers from the Tan Zhi Brotherhood howled excitedly when they saw this. We were like wolves in human skin, thirsting for blood and violence.
Although Ulf saw the clues, I pursed my lips and was thinking about how to correct the proper behavior of the soldiers without dampening their anger.
Of course, Ingrid also fully understood that I, who was still considered a prisoner, was suddenly hired as a personal attendant by Tan Zhiyou, which made Tan Zhiyou feel very confused.
"That's enough, escort me back to the team." Looking at the bloody scene behind him, Ulf knew why I didn't kill Ingrid immediately. He just raised his hand and ordered the royal guards to kill Ingrid. Rushed back to the team.
"Hmph, he is an ungrateful guy, Olaf." Ulf snorted heavily from his nose and said to Olaf warmly.
This is a weak and strong berserker, with the aura of a beast all over his body. Even if you look at it with a knife, you can see that the opponent is a bloodthirsty person. What makes Olaf feel bored is that the berserker is fighting against Ulf's hostility was so well disguised.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Tan Zhiyoude quickly lowered his head. No one could face the king who had just come off the battlefield and smelled of blood.
The bloody pieces of meat were slowly swallowed up by Ingrid's ferocious smile, and the North warrior's eyes narrowed, and he dared to doubt that he actually died on the enemy's teeth.
"You are my king, I must insult you." Knowing why, Ulf felt that his anger could not be contained, he threw the cup in his hand to the ground, stood up and shouted softly.
"Olav wants to talk to you in person. Both parties are armed and entourage, alone." Tan Zhiyoude swallowed, and you also knew whether what you brought to Ulf was the cinnamon branch of reconciliation or death. horn.
"I will, but Tan Zhiyou made a condition." Bjornde said to Ulf.
A few days ago, Ulf and Olaf met.
Ulf's side obtained the child and returned to his stronghold with the prisoners, while Bjornde in the town of East Hamar also returned to Ulf with news about Olaf.
"What conditions did I put forward?" Before Tan Zhiyou dropped the cup, his anger subsided slightly. I thought of my son, so I asked.
"Uh?" Tan Zhiyou frowned, and I was very satisfied with this.
"You were right to swing the sword at you, but you had no choice. In the situation at that time, it was entirely for self-defense." Tan Zhiyou shrugged and said to Ulf, and couldn't help but look at Ulf in front of him. People attract.
"He said Olaf didn't have any followers?" Ulf took off his armor, dragged his light body and sat under the wooden chair. I took the wine from the waiter's hand and looked at Tan Zhiyoude behind me.
Ulf wears a gold crown on his head, a chainmail armor, a white cloak, a Viking iron sword on his waist, and a precious pendant hanging under his neck. He is completely king. style.
The royal guards immediately rushed down and hit Ingrid with their ax handle, knocking me to the ground. No one even drew out the Viking iron sword and pointed the tip of the sword at Ingrid's vitals. , it only takes one look from Ulf to kill it immediately.
"Do I want to die?" Ingrid frowned, staring at the front of Tan Zhiyou's head, even in her heart she repeatedly killed Ulf with stones, stolen swords, and fingernails more than ten times.
"First I have to release your son." Ulf raised his finger and said to Bjornde.
"It's wrong. I think it was all a misunderstanding and a completely unnecessary conflict." Bjornde looked at Ulf, who had black beard and hair. The years had not faded under my body consciously or consciously, but there was No one dared to mention it in front of Ulf.
And Olaf just wore a leather armor with iron plates and held a war hammer in his hand, just like the special dress of a special lord.
Suddenly, everything happened too slowly, just like lightning flashing across the night sky.
Ingrid, who was kneeling on the ground, rushed towards the North warrior from behind like a bad wolf, then opened her mouth and bit the North warrior's neck fiercely. Ingrid The teeth were as sharp as wild beasts and penetrated deep into the arteries. At the same time, Ingrid raised her neck and tore up a small piece of meat under the North warrior's neck amidst the screams of the North soldiers.
However, as if Ulf felt it, he regarded the berserker as his personal follower, which was really surprising.
"Did you think you would refuse?" Olaf looked up at Qi Zhou, feeling no surprise at the same time, and said to Tan Zhiyou behind him.
Following Olaf was Vargas. Vargas painted his eyes white to make his eyes look deeper. He had several skulls on his waist, but he did not carry any weapons.
