In the early morning of the next day, mist filled the hills, and crystal clear dew condensed on the tips of the green weeds on the ground. Suddenly, the ground shook slightly, and the dewdrops on the grass tips trembled, as if they were about to fall at any moment.

Normally, but I don't know why, this drop of dew was shaking completely, but it didn't drip down as everyone thought.

At this moment, a big leather-booted foot severely trampled the weeds into the soil. When he lifted his feet, the whole grass lay crookedly on the ground.

The roar of footsteps swept across the entire land, and the soldiers under Alfred's command marched towards the Viking garrison in armor. Even though these soldiers were scattered, their numerical advantage made their march quite smooth.

Spectacular, the formation is like a colorful snake twisting forward on the ground.

"Your Majesty, our forwards have discovered Guzlen's army." At this moment, a knight rode in the opposite direction. He was not wearing a heavy helmet, but just put the helmet behind his back and held the horse's reins with both hands.

, came to Alfred and reported to him.

"Yeah." Alfred frowned, with a serious face. The closer he got to Guzlen's army, the memory of his father and brother's tragic death at the hands of the Vikings kept shooting at him like arrows.

.

Even after so many years, Alfred would occasionally wake up from nightmares. Regarding the fear of the Vikings, Alfred was actually no weaker than the people of Wessex, but the crown made him unable to

Does not bear its weight.

at this moment

The Wessex cavalry slowly crossed a hillside. The mounts on their crotches snorted, shook their heads, and stopped carrying the masters on their backs. The cavalrymen opened their eyes wide and couldn't help but clenched their eyes.

They tightened the reins in their hands and looked at each other, as if they couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

I saw that between the mountain streams opposite, the Vikings built a fortress using trailers and horses. A stream trickled out of the mountain stream to ensure that the Vikings in the fortress would not die of thirst. They robbed it from the castle and villages along the way.

Food supplies were also piled up in the fortress.

These cavalrymen never expected that the Vikings would actually come up with a defensive strategy. However, how to deal with the Vikings was a matter for the king and the nobles. They could only quickly report the situation to Alfred.

Just when the cavalry appeared on the hillside, Ulf stood on the wall made of carriages and wooden planks, looking at Alfred's cavalry scouts. He knew that Alfred's army was coming, but in his heart

But he was extraordinarily calm, and even had an urge to try.

However, Ulf immediately suppressed the impulse in his heart, turned around and jumped down from the carriage wall, landing just in front of Ange. The shield female cavalry captain was dressed in military armor, waiting for Ulf's next move.

With a step-by-step plan, Vargas sat on an old wooden barrel with his sword in hand. Luther half-knelt on the ground in silence, picked up a whetstone, and wiped the long-handled ax in his hands desperately.

"Why don't we ambush the damn enemy?" Sigrid sat among a pile of debris, playing with the dagger in her hand and asking reluctantly.

In Sigrid's view, there was every chance that the soldiers could be hidden in the surrounding dense woods, and they could look at the right moment like a pack of wolves to bite Alfred's seemingly huge but vulnerable army.

"No, Alfred is a very cautious person. He will not give us such a chance." Ulf didn't know how to explain to his companions that Alfred would be the nemesis of the Vikings.

, must be dealt with carefully.

Only Ulf, as a time traveler, knows this kind of thing, not to mention that even if he tells them, they may not believe it.

"Of course we won't stay here." Ulf had a cold look in his blue eyes. He glanced at the faces of his companions before he revealed his plan.

Ulf asked Guzrun to station himself in this mountain stream. In addition to considering the water source, he also considered that the terrain is easy to defend and difficult to attack. At the same time, the reserves of supplies are enough for them to support them for about three months, but just defending is definitely not enough.

, so he ordered Ange to lead the cavalry to leave here and wander outside this mountain stream.

The terrain outside the mountain stream is undulating, and the dense forest is enough to hide the traces of the cavalry, and can intercept the supply lines of the Wessexians who attempt to besiege Guzlen's army at any time.

After all, Alfred's army is large in number, and food is a critical issue if it is to be maintained. However, most of the Wessex army is conscripted soldiers, carrying about half a month's worth of food on their own. If they want to besiege Wessex, they must

The people of Beijing could only mobilize food and grass from various counties. If these supplies were cut off, once Alfred's army ran out of food, the morale of the army would be shaken.

"But what if Alfred sends the cavalry?" Ange asked him after hearing Ulf's plan.

"Alfred will not be able to separate many cavalry, but you don't have to confront them head-on. Try to avoid fighting with them." Ulf nodded slightly. In order to ensure his supply line, Alfred will definitely send out cavalry.

Protect and sweep.

However, according to Ulf's understanding of the Wessex military system, cavalry is usually the core force of Alfred's army. If it is dispersed, Alfred's control over the army and the combat effectiveness of the army will inevitably decline.

Descend, then Ulf will lead the North warriors to fight out of the mountain stream.

"I understand." Ange looked at Ulf and nodded slowly.

"I understand that this is an arduous and dangerous task, but I can only rest assured if I leave it to you." Ulf raised his hand and placed it on Ange's shoulder. When his palm fell on Ange's round shoulder, Wu

Wolf felt Ange's body tremble slightly. She moved her eyes away from Wolf's face, unnaturally took a small step back, and avoided Ulf's palm.

"Oh." Wulf suddenly realized that although he and Ange shared joys and sorrows and had long regarded her as a brother who shared life and death in his heart, Ange was a woman after all, so he coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment.

Fortunately, at this time, the sound of a horn sounded from the mountain stream, which was the signal for Guzlen to summon the leaders to discuss matters.

"Go, may Thor be with you." Ulf said to Ange, and walked towards the location of Guzrun's camp.

Ange looked at Ulf's back with complicated eyes. She pursed her lips, turned around, raised her hand, put two fingers in her mouth, and blew hard, making a sharp whistle.
Chapter completed!