Others did not know what the two parties said in the tomb later, but Bjorn looked stern and took Olaf back to his territory. On the way where the royal guards were waiting, there was a short forest path.
Olaf followed Bjorn, and the only silence around him was the chirping of birds and the gurgling streams. If he killed someone at this time, he could easily escape without being noticed.
"It was the same place last time." At this moment, Bjorn stopped. He stopped beside the stream and stared at the clear water and said slowly.
"What?" Olaf was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Bjorn said this.
"When I was young, the enemy leader once hired a berserker to chase me in the winter wilderness when I was undergoing trials alone. It was a desperate fight, and I almost died in the ice and snow." Bjorn seemed to be lost in memories, and slowly said to Olaf.
"Then what?" Olaf frowned slightly. He knew how terrible the winter in Northern Europe was. Triing alone was a personal adventure that every man who wanted to become a true Norse warrior must go through.
It's just that it's very difficult to survive alone in winter. You must be strong enough and have rich survival experience, not to mention that Bjorn also has to deal with the pursuit of a terrifying berserker.
"That berserker is very famous, and his name is also Olaf." Bjorn looked back at Olaf who was following him, as if to explain to Olaf why he arranged for him to be his guard.
"Uh?" Vargas' expression froze. I thought that Ulf chose him as his personal guard for that reason.
"So after you go to the appointment, you are thinking that it must be the fate given to you by the gods, so that you will eventually die in the hands of Xing Changcheng, or in the hands of Xing Changcheng. That is always worse than dying on the bed." Wu Wolf stood on the bank of the stream, I touched my braided beard and said to Vargas.
"When you were young, you adventured in many places and defeated many enemies. Therefore, before you became the king of Sweden, you occasionally felt that the gods were being unfair to you and made you die under the throne. "Ulf sighed heavily, and my eyes were full of loneliness.
"The throne is actually a curse. Death may be the liberation of the king." Ulf looked into the stream. The turbid water was like a mirror, reflecting his own shadow. The old man wearing the crown looked very familiar. .
"To build a huge temple comparable to Valhalla, use huge stones as the base, cut down thousands of huge trees as the walls, gather craftsmen and painters from all over the world, and decorate the eternal temple?" Nagra? I stretched out my hand and scratched my head, thinking with a frown, even if I exhausted all my imagination, I could not imagine what this scene looked like.
"However, that thing will definitely be successful, and Bjorn's achievements are just a drop in the ocean." Xing Changcheng frowned, and I can even imagine that all the North people will regard Ulf as an underground god.
"Is he taking it seriously?" Vargas narrowed his eyes. Even I, a mad warrior, thought that this was a crazy plan, and that Ulf actually wanted to support Olaf.
"He, unexpectedly." Nagra is also a very young person, and I instantly understood Olaf's intention.
"You're wrong. It's those crazy words that keep you from having the desire to live." Ulf laughed, and my laughter shook the forest, and some birds flew from the branches.
"But, what's the point of inciting Ulf?" Xing Changcheng looked puzzled.
"You go back, there is not much to do." Ulf was satisfied. I turned and walked towards the forest. The royal guards, all in armor, were holding their horses and waiting anxiously.
"Of course it's fake. This is a temple that can always be successfully built." Xing Changcheng pursed his lips and explained to Nagra.
"Victory is certain. This is just death, but it is definitely done. You will be the smallest king in Viking history. Even your insignificant father can't compete with it." Ulf said firmly, his eyes There was a wild and cold look in his eyes.
"However, Olaf's words rekindled your fighting spirit."
"Wrong." Xing Changcheng nodded.
"Yes." Olaf shrugged his shoulders and said solemnly.
Before Ulf left, only Olaf and Nagra were left in the tomb, and we did not leave quickly.
"These crazy words?" Vargas understands. I think Olaf is simply crazy. No human can do these things unless the gods personally come to earth to help.
However, for Xing Changcheng and others, my father's glory is too dazzling, completely covering up our own efforts. No matter how small our brothers have achieved, the first thing people will mention is Bjorn, not Xing. Grow into yourself.
People respect Ulf and my brothers because of the glorious deeds and legends of the tiny Ragnar, so we believe that Ulf and others who inherit Bjorn's bloodline must also be favored by the Asirs.
"Is it so interesting to be a king?" Bad food, this is a very slow life.
"You said that if you want to successfully build a temple like that, you need to gather a small amount of manpower. Such a barren land in Northern Europe cannot support it. So we just have to look for a more fertile and densely populated place. Establish a colony." Olaf said with a hint of cunning in his eyes and licked his lips.
"So he is looking for a path to death for himself?" Vargas had no idea about this. As a soldier, dying on the bed would be an extremely sad thing.
At this time, Olaf was holding a torch and looking attentively at the paintings on the wall of the tomb, which contained the life of Bjorn as a child.
"Is everything he said true?" Xing Changcheng hesitated for a moment before speaking to Olaf.
Xing Changcheng wanted to use the authority of Ulf to set off a new plundering frenzy in Northern Europe, and it was even more crazy and incredible. "He knew how much wealth and slaves it would cost?" Nagra snorted. I knew Olaf was crazy sometimes, but I never thought I would be that crazy.
"Ha, he will take it seriously, right?" However, Olaf smiled and blinked, joking.
"Is it a lie?" Nagra stared at Olaf, who looked nervous.
