Chapter 226: This Isn't Wonderful
"Morale, do we have it?"
Fergus shook his head. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Now after losing the first warrior Beowulf, Siegmund is not able to command the entire army well, his age, his strength, and his prestige are much worse than Beowulf, and now everyone is only because of his identity as a godborn, as well as the army he brought and the last Beowulf's orders, they reluctantly obeyed the other party's arrangement and gathered under his men.
In the eyes of the tribal leaders who had just been persuaded to make the arrangement, Siegmund was a child who did not grow up, and everyone was waiting for him to make a mistake, in this case, how could such an army have morale, how could it be possible to unite into one heart to fight against Attila.
"And what about our troops in the sky and in the sea, and what about other armies?"
"Except for the Berserker troops led by Beowulf at the beginning, which is still in formation, the others have been heavily damaged, and the army in the hands of those leaders is completely unreliable, and the reinforcements on the dwarven side have three or two kittens left, and now they can only do some work to maintain weapons, and the air force Wyvern troops are all wiped out in front of the dragon, and the navy is ...... We don't have a navy at all, otherwise we wouldn't have allowed Attila to land so smoothly. ā
"And what about our logistics?"
Speaking of this question, Fergus also kept shaking his head.
"Our logistics are very bad now, the medicine is almost used up after the last battle, and the food can only last about two weeks, the Yeats are not a race that likes to cultivate, most of their food is obtained by hunting and fishing, and there is no problem in normal consumption. ā
"But now it's not enough to use it for war, even if you keep sending more people out to hunt now, it's useless, winter is the time when it's difficult to get food, plus now the prey in this area is scattered because of the war, and the Baltic Sea is also frozen, so you can't get food at all, if it's not for those goblins, let alone fighting, the army will be counted before it collapses." ā
Even so, there was no hint of gratitude from the way Fergus gritted his teeth when he mentioned the goblins.
At this point, Fergus himself did not have confidence in this battle, after all, no matter how you look at it, whether Attila arrives or not, this place will not be able to hold out for too long.
"Wouldn't that be better for us?"
Alice smiled mysteriously beside her, and said nothing.
Only the confused Fergus and the thoughtful Skaha who rubbed his chin were left.
The discussion stopped suddenly, and the three people standing in the corner couldn't help but look in the middle, where a man dressed in crow feathers had appeared, and he also had five or six black feathers stuck in his head, which looked like a druid, and judging from the snow on his body that had not yet melted, he should have just returned from the blizzard.
"What did you say!?"
I don't know what he whispered to Siegmund , the young man sitting in the first place stood up suddenly, his face turned white, then turned red, walked quickly to the man, grabbed the man's collar with both hands, lifted him up, and asked loudly.
"Prince, Attila's army is crossing the sea. ā
The druid, one of Siegmund's men, had been sent by him to spy on the Attila army, and this time, his voice was heard by everyone in the tent.
"What, what's going on?"
"The war has only been over for a short time, and they are back on their feet? so quickly?"
"What should I do? What should I do?"
Because of this sudden news, everyone fell into chaos, Skaha and Alice glanced at each other, their eyes were full of solemnity, and even Qi'er, who was following him, felt that the atmosphere was wrong, shrank his head slightly, and hid his body behind Alice.
Siegmund let go of the man and took two steps back, looking overwhelmed, and his appearance made many people in the hall shake their heads, if it wasn't for Attila, many would have just turned their heads and left.
"How can this be, didn't you say before that Attila was sorting out the army, how could it be so fast?"
Fergus is also incredible, knowing that the previous information has been confirmed by him personally, there is no mistake at all.
āā¦ā¦ You just said that the Baltic Sea is already frozen, right?"
Alice's eyes lit up, and she remembered what Fergus had just said.
And Skaha and Fergus also had a flash in their eyes, and they also knew why Attila's attack was advanced.
If the sea surface is frozen, then you can walk directly on the sea, and you don't need to prepare a boat to prepare all kinds of materials needed for sailing, which can save a lot of time.
"Smack!"
A sudden loud noise brought calm back to the tent, and a young girl held a staff with a magical glow on it, apparently she had made the noise.
"Are you still Scandinavian warriors? Are you still Scandinavian warriors who die in battle as the highest glory? What about your courage? It's just Attila, and since we can have the first time, then we can defeat her again!"
"The eyes of the great god Odin are on us, and the Valkyries are galloping in the sky, even if death comes, then what is there to be afraid of? We Barusenge people are not afraid of death, and the Yeats are not afraid of death, but the warriors who die in battle can become heroic spirits, and they can enter the legendary Valhalla Palace, so what are you to fear!"
The girl's voice continued to reverberate, constantly washing the hearts of everyone present, their faces flushed, the veins in their heads beating violently, and their eyes were red.
Valhalla is a paradise for these Scandinavian warriors, only the strongest and bravest warriors can enter, it has endless food, endless wine, countless beautiful women, and can enjoy the joy of fighting every day without dying, because in the palace of Valhalla, every evening, the dead warriors will be resurrected.
That's why the girl said this, because for a warrior, death is not a suffering, but an endless enjoyment.
Siegmund's face changed, he gritted his teeth tightly, grabbed the wooden wine glass on the stage, and slammed it on the ground, at this time, there was no more hesitation on his face, there was no fear and fear, his eyes were burning red, he stood on the table in the middle, and looked condescendingly at all the people present, including Alice and the three in the distance.
"The warriors of Odin, we will not be afraid of any enemy, and we will also entertain the guests who come with long knives, fight, warriors, let that woman see, the land here is our Scandinavians, and with the blessing of Valkyrie, we will surely win!"
"Fight", "Kill them!" "A group of defeated men, what is there to be afraid of!"
The many chieftains, who had been inspired by the girl and Siegmund, also stood up, and together they pressed their glasses on the carpet, and looked at the young prince in the center with fanatical eyes, and cried out excitedly.
"That's not a good situation. ā
Looking at the scene in front of her, looking at the pretending guys, looking at Siegmund who didn't know it was proud, Alice muttered quietly.