It was mixed with the unpleasant smell of alcohol, human sweat, and vomit, but in the dim tavern, no one could detect it. The noise and laughter almost overturned the roof. The man with a braided beard

The Viking men were holding wine glasses and pushing each other. They were watching and pointing in the direction and laughing.

"Huh." Holding the sharp tip of the knife with one hand, he slowly raised it, his strong and slender arm suddenly stretched forward, and the knife flew out.

"Duo~." The flying knife pierced the big disk, grazed the face of a woman with light brown hair, and stabbed firmly to the side. It was so thrilling that many people screamed wildly.

"Hahaha, give me wine, give me wine." The one who threw the knife was a blond-haired, green-eyed North girl. She was about sixteen or seventeen years old, about 1.78 meters tall, with a tall and muscular figure.

, wearing a close-fitting leather armor, with a dagger and an ax on his waist.

"Your wine." The maid in the tavern brought a glass of malt wine. The girl took the glass skillfully, raised her neck and drank it in one gulp. She drank quickly, and the amber liquid flowed down her neck.

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"Ah." The girl quickly drank up the wine in the glass. She put down the glass and showed an evil smile. She wiped the corners of her mouth roughly with her sleeves and staggered towards the place where the throwing knives were thrown.

"Hey, Sigrid, are you okay?"

"Hahaha, this girl can't even stand on her feet."

"Odin's beard, I don't want to see the blood splattered on the spot."

The surrounding North men all shook their heads. A girl who had drunk a full glass of wine and was holding a shaky throwing knife looked like she was going to cause trouble no matter what.

"So, who of you wants to take a gamble?" Sigrid smiled and held the throwing knife in her hand. She turned around and said loudly to the drunkards around her, her green eyes full of cunning.

"I, I~~." Under the girl's deliberate provocation, the drunkards took out their own money one after another, betting that she would not be able to hit the target.

"It will definitely hurt the woman on the carousel." Someone else pointed at the woman with light brown hair who was tied up on the big carousel and shouted to his companions.

The light brown-haired woman who was helped on the turntable also became nervous. Although the girl Sigrid was very accurate in throwing throwing knives, that was when she was sober, and now she drank a lot of malt wine and her steps were slow.

It's a bit staggering, and if you throw it slightly wrong, you will definitely hit yourself.

"Hey." But the girl Sigrid smiled at the woman. She had no intention of stopping. Before anyone could react, she suddenly took action, and her movements were as fast as lightning.

"Dou~~." There was a muffled sound, and the light brown-haired woman who was tied to the turntable was so scared that she even closed her eyes. But when she slowly opened her eyes, she found that the flying knife was stably stabbed in

The top of her head.

"Huh." The woman was frightened and breathed a sigh of relief. Her heart was beating like a deer. She looked at Sigrid, who was confidently asking for bets from those who had bet on her.

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"Damn it." Most of the losers didn't dare to refuse, so they had to hand the money to Sigrid, but some of them wanted to sneak away secretly.

"Ping." Sigrid's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. She spotted the bald man running away in the crowd. She stepped forward and grabbed him by the back of his collar.

"What are you doing, bitch?" The bald man cursed, looking fierce, but Sigrid just smiled at the corner of her mouth, and then punched the man hard in the face.

"Wow~." The teeth fell to the ground mixed with blood. The man covered his mouth, and several teeth inside were broken. However, Sigrid refused to let go and hit him hard in the lower abdomen, knocking him

He was beaten to the ground, and then he rode on top of him and kept punching him. When the others finally pulled him away, he didn't forget to put his feet on him.

After a lot of noise in the tavern, it gradually calmed down, but the girl Sigrid and the light brown-haired woman were missing. At this moment, the tavern door opened and the spy leader Gudmundel walked in.

But he couldn't help frowning and covering his nose with his leather-gloved hands.

"Where is Sigrid?" Gudmundel walked up to the tavern owner, who was wiping his wine glass. When he saw the tough Bjorn's courtier, he quickly put down his wine glass.

The tavern owner pointed in the direction of the stairs. It was obvious that nothing could escape his eyes in this wooden tavern, and Gudmundel took out a coin from the leather belt around his waist and threw it to

The tavern owner walked slowly towards the stairs.

"Ah, ha~~." In the room on the second floor, Sigrid threw the light brown-haired woman against the wall like a female leopard. She kissed the woman's neck affectionately, and the light-brown haired woman

The woman also responded enthusiastically, and the two of them were entwined like two beautiful snakes.

After a long time, Sigrid got up from the bed with satisfaction. She straightened her clothes without looking at the tired woman lying on the bed. She stood up happily and opened the door, but she was stunned.

"Energetic, not bad Sigrid." Gudmundel folded his arms and leaned against the wall by the door. When he saw Sigrid walking out, he raised the corners of his mouth and clapped his hands.

"You are such a shameless old man, aren't you ashamed?" Sigrid glared at Gudmundel dissatisfied and said to him.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, I have a mission." Gudmundel put away his smile and said to Sigrid seriously.

"Oh?" Sigrid frowned. She knew that nothing good would happen at this time, but she had no choice but to end her vacation early.

In the ice and snow, Iron Bone Bjorn sent a team of a hundred people. They drove the ox cart and livestock slowly towards East Hamar. This was what Iron Bone Bjorn gave to Ulf for the people who started farming in the spring.

, and more than twenty North warriors, preparing to join the expedition to Britain.

"Hmph." Sigrid sat down on the back of the bullock cart, looking at the villages and towns going further and further away, snorting dissatisfiedly in her heart. She did not expect that the task Sigurdur gave her was to join a young man.

among the lord's ranks.

At the same time, Ulf looked at the black coal in front of him. Under Toller's careful care, the wounds on its body had been completely healed, but the psychological blow would take time to gradually heal.

"Oh." Seeing Ulf's arrival, Heitan happily shook his big tail that was dragging on the ground like a broom.

"Man, don't worry, wait until the injury is healed. Come with me on the expedition, and you will find that there is a lot to do in the vast world." Ulf smiled and reached out to touch Heitan's big head, regardless of whether it understood or not.

"You want to take it with you to fight?" Toller stood aside and frowned slightly, asking Ulf.

"Yes, the way to treat psychological trauma is to overcome it." Ulf had actually guessed that Hei Tan must have encountered setbacks and failures when he tried to regain his throne as the Wolf King, but if Hei Tan was blindly allowed to

If Tan is immersed in this kind of failure, the once high-spirited Black Wolf King will no longer exist. This is why Ulf decided to take it with him to the battlefield.

"Oh~~." As if sensing Ulf's will, Heitan raised his neck and let out a long roar. The fur all over his body shook a few times, and his figure seemed to become taller again.

In spring, when the first piece of ice and snow is felt, it begins to melt and turns into a gurgling stream. The hibernating animals come out of tree holes and burrows, push aside the covering weeds and branches, and look for food everywhere hungrily. The wolf

The swarms also began to tentatively invade human territory, where they wanted to obtain food supplements.

"Whoosh~~." But the hunters who had been ambushing for a long time shot arrows, knocking the wolf that had just tentatively extended its claws across the border to the ground. The other dozen or so wolves still wanted to retreat, but they failed early.

The back road was cut off.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

People of the same clan, both sides bared their teeth and stood at war with each other.

But these wild wolves didn't notice that Heitan's claws were covered with strange devices, which were iron claws that Ulf ordered the blacksmiths to tailor-make for him.

"Wow~~." Heitan launched the attack first, biting the neck of a wild wolf, turned his head and threw it to the ground, and then slapped the other wild wolf with a fierce slap of his iron claws.

There were deep blood scratches on his body.

"Shhhhhh~~." The other wolves were shocked to see Heitan being so brave. They turned around in fear and prepared to run away, but were killed by the hunters who came over.

These wolves would be skinned and then made into wolf-head helmets for the Norse warriors. The Vikings believed that wearing wolf-head helmets and ambush in dense woods could intimidate the enemy and add courage and strength to the warriors.

"Well done, Heitan." Ulf reached out and touched Heitan's head. Heitan was actually disgusted at first, but gradually he accepted it. Of course, only Ulf could reach out and touch it. If anyone else had to

Be prepared to throw it into your arms.

"Woooooooooo~~." At this moment, they heard a dull horn sound. Ulf raised his head and looked at the direction of the sound, with a smile on his lips. This day has finally come.

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Ulf waved to Heitan, and he walked with one man and one wolf in the villages and towns of East Hamar. At this time, in addition to the sound of horns, there was the sound of clanging wood, and a wooden wall on both sides was slowly building.

It was taking shape. The east and west sides were being built at the same time. Only a short section was left to be closed. The city gate with the arrow tower was gradually taking shape. Freedmen and slaves were busy day and night.

"How are the preparations for the Vargas army?" Ulf took Black Carbon and stepped into the lord's house. He took off his animal skin cloak and threw it to Hyde, who was sitting at the long table and drank.

Vargas, who was drinking, asked.

"Ready, seventy warriors and twelve armed slaves, ready to go." Vargas replied to Ulf.

"Well, are all the supplies ready?" Ulf sat on the lord's chair and turned to look at Ange.

"Everything is ready, enough to cross Britain." Ange nodded slightly. In fact, their supplies are enough to reach Denmark, where they will replenish supplies and start crossing Britain.

"Let's make some adjustments. After arriving in Denmark, we will not cross directly, but walk along the coastline." Ulf pondered for a moment. He would not cross the entire ocean like other Vikings, but along the coast of Europa.

Coastline, crossing from the English Channel to Britain is also the result of Ulf's careful consideration. You must know that crossing the sea seems to be fast, but in fact it involves great risks.

Whether they are facing shortages of food and fresh water or possible storms, their small fleet may be destroyed. For the sake of insurance, it is best to move along the coastline, not to mention that many coastlines have already been established by Norse people at this time.

of the principality.

"It's really troublesome. Why don't you sail according to the original plan?" At this time, a girl's voice came. She put her feet on the wooden table with some dissatisfaction and asked Ulf.

"Sigrid, you only joined us as a friendly force and have no right to participate in the decision." Ange crossed his arms and frowned at Sigrid.

When she was a girl sent by Jon, Ange hated her very much because of her rudeness and unruly nature.

"That's it." Ulf didn't explain too much to the girl. This aid warrior sent by Iron Bone Bjorn was really a big trouble to Ulf. He had only been in East Hamar for a few days.

He then got the news that Sigrid had seduced several shield maidens and slave girls. Even Hyde was harassed by her. She was really a headache.

"Okay, you have the final say." Sigrid shrugged her shoulders. She stood up and stretched her waist. The compact leather armor supported her figure, and then she went about her business without saying hello to Ulf.

She was ready to leave, but a figure blocked her way.

"The meeting is not over." The person blocking Sigrid's path was none other than the Berserker Luther. He wore a bear-headed helmet, painted the area around his eyes with deep blue, and looked at Sigrid in front of him with cold eyes.

"Go away, you idiot." Sigrid cursed angrily with her hands on her hips, but Luther did not give in, and the two of them immediately became deadlocked.

"Okay, Luther, let her leave. Don't forget that we will set off after the sacrifice at noon." Ulf pressed his temples with his fingers and waved his hand.

"Be careful we leave you behind, hahaha." Vargas also laughed and said, but Sigrid left angrily, and even didn't forget to step on Luther before walking out of the door.

The wind began to blow, and the colorful sails of the dragon-headed ship swelled under the influence of the wind. Drums and chants sounded. The prophetess held the skull in her hand and dipped her fingers in the blood. She stood on the dock and watched every passing moment.
Chapter completed!