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The wind blew the river, causing some ripples, but soon a long boat broke the tranquility. The long boat's bow with a carved dragon head split the water and drove along the narrow river. On both sides, there were people as tall as one person.

of reeds.

"We have entered the river, and we can see the Grimsby Municipality in front of us." Talon stood next to Ulf. He pointed in front of him in the direction of the river flow. Sure enough, Ulf was in the distance.

Above the reed marsh, you can vaguely see the church spire. For the Catholic Mercians, wherever there is a church, there is a town.

"Yes." Ulf nodded slightly. He looked at the town in the distance and licked his lips. The raid was about to begin.

"Do they know we are coming?" Ange held up her sword and buckler. She looked at the shore and asked Ulf curiously.

"Of course, we should also let them know." Ulf smiled and said to Ange.

"Aren't we making a raid?" Ulf's words made Ange a little surprised. Generally speaking, a raid of more than a hundred people, especially a raid into the enemy's hinterland, should be as fast and secretive as possible.

"Yes, but in order to obtain more benefits, I thought of a good idea." Ulf grabbed the cable of the mast and stood on the bow of the dragon bow ship. He crossed the reed swamp and saw the panicked civilians in the town.

They obviously knew about the coming of the Vikings.

"Good idea?" Ange was even more puzzled, but she knew that Ulf always had some strange ideas, and she even had some expectations in her heart.

"Are you a little unhappy?" On the long boat, Vargas sat at the stern, picked up a skin bag filled with mead, poured the wine into his mouth, and said to Sigrid.

"Would you be happy if you were deprived of the right to lead an army? Just because I am a girl, I deserve to be an ordinary soldier. Am I not killing enough or not ruthless enough?" Sigrid said with a stinking face.

, said angrily to Vargas.

Originally, Sigrid, as a shield maiden, also had the right to command a team, but after Ulf reformed Shelu, Sigrid was deprived of the right to command. Now she only serves as Ulf's personal companion.

A member of the warrior.

"Hahaha, I've told you before that your unruly behavior will annoy Ulf," Vargas said jokingly.

"Hmph, maybe I can wait for you to die and replace you as the commander of the Quake team." Sigrid said to Vargas unceremoniously.

"Of course, but that will have to wait until after Ragnarok." Vargas grinned. He was not afraid of death, just afraid of being ordinary.

"Dong~~~."

At this time, the long boat swayed and made a muffled sound, which was the sound of the bow of the boat running aground on the river beach. Vargas and Sigrid stopped talking. Vargas stood up, grabbed the horn at the stern of the boat, and blew

He blew his cheeks hard.

"Woooooooooo~~~." The dull horn sounded like thunder, which was the blessing of Thor, the God of Thunder. The soldiers picked up their bucklers and axes and jumped off the longship.

"Wow~~." Ulf jumped down from the string of the boat, stepped into the cold river water with his feet, and carried two axes. Ulf waded towards the shore while Ange carried the round wheel.

The shield and battle ax followed closely behind Ulf, and the wolf's head banner and horn banner fluttered in the wind.

"Ah~~." When the villagers living on the shore saw this scene, they screamed in panic. They fled in all directions. Ulf's longships rushed to the shore one after another, and the North warriors left.

Entered the fishing village.

"Ping~~." Ulf kicked open the door of a wooden house. The door collapsed and he walked into the dark house. There was still unfinished food on the long table.

"Yeah." Ulf reached out and touched the fish soup in a wooden bowl. The edge of the bowl was still warm. Feeling a little hungry, he picked up the bowl and drank the fresh fish soup.

The fish soup is very flavorful.

There was nothing to plunder in this fishing village, only some fishing goods and worthless clay pottery. Ulf walked out of the house and saw the soldiers searching everywhere but finding nothing.

"Go forward." Ulf raised the ax in his hand, pointed in the direction of the town, and ordered loudly.

Under Ulf's order, the North warriors left behind their worthless things and walked towards the town. Carrying round shields, axes and iron swords, they slowly walked forward under the leadership of their respective small and medium flags.

progress.

"Whoaaaah~~~." But the people of Grimsby Municipality did not intend to sit still and wait for death. They sent out troops to try to intercept Ulf and others, and the two sides encountered each other outside the fishing village.

Ulf roared and raised the ax in his hand, holding the spear thrust by a Mercian soldier, then hooked another ax on top of the opponent's vulture shield, pulled the shield over with a sharp pull, and struck the axe.

Hitting the soldier's face, and taking advantage of the moment when he was in pain to reveal his flaw, the ax slammed into the chest.

"Ping Ping Ping Ping~~Pfft~~." The bones of the chest of the Mercian soldier who was hit were shattered, and his body fell softly on the grass. Ulf raised his head and looked around. The North soldiers rushed over with him.

The Mercian soldiers fought as a group.

"Haa~~." The battle ax in Ange's hand flew, and the buckler skillfully blocked, slashed horizontally and vertically, killing the Mercian soldiers who were fighting without leaving any piece of armor behind, and his silver braids were flying in the crowd.

.

"Oh~~." Vargas lowered his head and knocked the Mercian soldier rushing over to the ground. After stepping on it, he raised the thick round shield in his hand, aimed it at his throat, and smashed it.

After crushing his throat bone, with a crisp sound, the Mercian soldier suddenly became silent.

"Whoosh, whoosh~~." As if she was about to compete with Vargas, Sigrid struck out with the flying knife in her hand, hitting the Mercian soldiers continuously.

"Hey, that's mine." Vargas couldn't help but said angrily when he saw that a Mercian soldier who rushed over was killed by Sigrid's flying knife.

Sigrid blinked slyly, picked up the Viking iron sword, and rushed towards the place where the Mercian soldiers were the most, while Luther waved the long-handled battle ax in his hand and led his warriors to charge.

Go, this violent charge made the Mercian soldiers drop their shields in shock and fled towards the town. At least there was a wooden wall to hide from.

The mayor of Grimsby Municipality stood on the wooden wall in horror. He did not expect that the Vikings actually attacked him. Although he had long heard that the King of Mercia fought against Guzlen and returned with a great defeat.

However, he believed that the two sides would hold peace talks soon, and as long as they contributed Danish gold, peace could be restored.

"Mayor, don't worry, there aren't many of them." At this time, a military peace officer stood beside the mayor. He looked at the Vikings scattered outside the town and said to the mayor.

"Are you sure this is all of them, or just the vanguard?" The mayor frowned. He had already understood the ferocious reputation of the Vikings. If there were only more than a hundred Vikings, he certainly didn't have to be afraid.

But the King of Mercia had just been defeated, and people were spreading rumors that Guzrun was no longer satisfied with Denmark's gold, but wanted to annex the land of Mercia.

"This~~." The military magistrate was suddenly speechless. He was not sure whether Guzlen's army had changed its strategy and attempted to conquer them, the people of Mercia.

"We should negotiate and try to see if we can send them away with money." The mayor took out a linen handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said to the military magistrate.

Just when the mayor was preparing to negotiate peace with Ulf and prepare to pay a sum of money to let them leave, the army led by Ulf was stationed outside the town, and a siege camp was being built.

"Dang Dang Dang~~~." The sound of felling trees sounded outside Grimsby Municipality. Big trees fell one after another. The people of the Eagle Group began to use axes to chop off the excess branches and leaves, and then made simple

The ladder is really a bit overkill for a wooden wall in a town like this.

"Is the crossbow being loaded?" Ulf asked Vargas.

"The craftsmen are installing it and it will be ready for use soon." Ulf's siege crossbow is usually unloaded separately and installed on the long ship. If it is used, it can be installed directly.

"Ulf, someone is coming." At this time, Ange saw the wooden door of Grimsby Borough opened a gap, and a businessman holding a white flag came out timidly. He turned around and looked at him three times at a time.

The city gate was closed, but it was quickly closed.

"Oh!" Ulf held the ax and stood in front of the siege camp. He looked at the merchant who was walking towards him and others. Ulf looked him up and down. This merchant was about forty years old and slightly stout.

, I couldn’t help but gasp after walking a few steps quickly.

"What should I do?" Ange looked at Ulf and asked him.

"Let him come over." Ulf looked at the siege camp. At this time, the siege weapons were still being built. Anyway, he still had time.

"Dear Chief, I am the representative of Grimsby Municipality." The businessman came to Ulf. He first took off his soft hat and bowed respectfully towards Ulf. He is good at observing words and expressions.

The businessman obviously discovered Ulf's status among this group of Vikings.

"You speak the Norse language well." Ulf looked at Tyran next to him, smiled, held the ax, and said to the merchant with his arms folded.

"I was fortunate enough to go to Denmark to do business and learn the Norse language." The businessman quickly said to Ulf.

"Well, tell me what conditions you have?" Ulf nodded slightly, surprised. He didn't expect that in this era, exchanges between regions would be so frequent.

"Great leader, can I know your name?" The merchant blinked his eyes and said to Ulf.

"Ulf." Ulf said to the merchant.

"Ulf? You must be a great Viking leader. The mayor said that he can meet any of your requirements, as long as he does not invade our poor and humble town." The businessman blinked twice, but quickly lowered his head.

Said to Ulf.

"We want two hundred pounds of gold and silver, as well as all your cattle and horses, and thirty slaves." Ulf pursed his lips and said to the merchant.

"So many?" The businessman was slightly surprised. He didn't expect this Viking team to have such a big appetite, but he still had a strong spirit. "No problem, I will report it to the mayor."

"Yes." Ulf nodded slightly, seeming to agree with the merchant's words. Ange and others all moved out of the way to let him return to the town.

The businessman bowed respectfully to Ulf, turned around quickly and left cautiously, but when he turned his back, he couldn't help but reveal a hint of pride. He was not a businessman, but the mayor.

The military magistrate came as an envoy just to find out the truth.

He was familiar with the names of the leaders in Guzlen's army, but there was no leader named Ulf among these people, which meant that he was not from Guzlen at all. Also, the various arrangements in the camp,

No matter how he looked at it, he didn't want it to look like a large army, so he made a decision. This was just a pirate army that had just arrived in Britain, and the municipality could completely resist it.

"Humph." But when the military magistrate turned his back to them and walked towards the town, a trace of coldness flashed in Ulf's eyes. He took a few steps forward and walked away from a Gungnir team member.

The crossbowman took the crossbow from his hand, raised the crossbow and aimed it at the Sheriff's back.

"Whoosh~~." The crossbow arrow was fired, hitting the Sheriff's back. Everyone was stunned. Ange looked at Ulf in disbelief. Although Ulf was ruthless towards the enemy, he was not a cruel person.

A person who likes to kill, why did he kill the messenger who we had a good conversation with just now in the blink of an eye?

"Ulf, why did you kill him?" Ange asked curiously.
To be continued...