As the sun sets, night falls on the whole of Scandinavia, and the moonless night is exceptionally dark, only the smell of barbecue meat and the revelry of soldiers in the fire-filled military camp break the silence of the whole region. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Both the Jeats and the Ulsters had a tradition of holding celebrations, and when they were defeated, they needed to hold a banquet to boost their morale, and when they were defeated, they had to hold even more so to defeat them, especially today, when they had achieved such a brilliant victory, and successfully repelled the vanguard of Attila, which had been faintly desperate, they saw the hope of victory.

Of course, they did not forget their friends and relatives who died on the battlefield, in order to prevent the spread of the plague and the appearance of the dead, in order to prevent the corpses of their comrades-in-arms from being desecrated by the enemy, in the raging flames, all the corpses of the dead, no matter what identity and race in front of them, finally turned into white ashes.

The ashes of the dead were collected, and the burial ceremony was carried out before the banquet according to the tradition of the Yeats or Ulsters, and the souls of the warriors were led away from the main plane by Valkyrie, because Odin's order These beautiful and charming Valkyries could not directly intervene in this battle that took place on the main plane, but this did not affect their morale to boost the morale of the living, and the dead warriors were able to go to Valhalla, and the Scandinavians who saw such a scene would never fear death in this battle again, however, to Alice's slight disappointment, it was not she who came to greet the warrior's soul this timeThe silver-haired girl of the "friend" was another Valkyrie.

The next step was the memorial of the priests and the celebration of the victory, the celebration of the first victory of the war, the blessing of the gods Odin and the Valkyrie, and the blessings of the fallen comrades and their happy life in the Valhalla Palace.

Five or six captive gnolls and orcs were sacrificed and hung upside down by shamans on ropes in trees, and after obtaining information from their mouths with violence, they were sacrificed by the Scandinavians, and no one cared about their struggles and wails, and for these invaders from the East, everyone present wished that they would die quickly, and as the blood flowed out, their lives and souls dissipated with the wind, and this also represented the official beginning of the feast.

Humans, dwarves, cyclops, ice giants, rhinoceros, men of different races and genders abandoned their preconceptions at this time, and sang carnival songs around the huge bonfire, around the fire, with steel forks stuck in one by one the giant wolves, now exuding the smell of barbecue fat.

These foods are the harvest of today's cleaning of the battlefield, in addition to a large number of rudimentary weapons and leather armor from the corpses of jackals and orcs, the biggest harvest is the corpses of these giant wolves, their wolf skins can be made into warm sweaters, and those wolf meat full of fat greatly alleviates the lack of materials in the entire camp, and has been replenished this time, at least there is no problem to finish this war.

Of course, in order to prevent a sudden attack by the enemy, the Harpys brought by Alice did not participate in this carnival of victory, they carefully hid in the darkness around the camp, they could fly, could see at night, and were fast, which made the Harpy the best choice for the scout position in the army this time, of course, the druids were actually more suitable for this kind of work...... But what delicate master would agree to watch his comrades revel in the cold wind and hunger on this dark and moonless night, and he could only be on guard? Even Alice could not accept such a thing, let alone those who were accustomed to being high.

The dwarves kept bringing out of their tents the rye beer produced in the south, a treasure they had exchanged with their sophisticated weapons from the greedy goblins, a treasure precious to them.

In the rich aroma of wine and the rich smell of barbecue, everyone fell into a carnival, perhaps to suppress the sadness of losing their comrades, but also to escape the unpredictable tomorrow, or really celebrating today's victory, everyone, including the Ulsters from Ireland, had no heart to revel, they laughed loudly, gulped wine, and even the chieftains of those tribes let go of their reserve and usual nobility at this time, and joined in such a carnival, at least Siegmund had already put down the arrogance of the coalition command, and a dwarf was intimately hugged, and they were constantly touched。

"What are you thinking, Sigourney?"

Alice was still dressed in black, holding a large wine glass made of pine with amber liquor in her bare hands, and she took a sip lightly, and a trace of intoxicating flush flashed on her face.

Qi'er's body was not suitable for such a warm atmosphere, so she could only stay in the tent to rest, so after lulling her to sleep, Alice sneaked out again, she refused the service of the maid arranged by Sigony, and toured alone, she was not used to such a warm environment, nor was she used to such wild banquets as the Ulster and Yeat, and the reason why she came out to participate was only because she was attracted by the rich smell of roast wolf meat.

Secretly took a plate of barbecued meat that was grilled to a golden crisp, and found a remote corner to prepare a person to taste quietly, only to find that someone had already arrived in this place first, the thin and beautiful girl wearing a green leather armor, sitting on a log lying horizontally, dragging her cheeks and quietly looking at the roaring bonfire in the distance, the figures of those crazy celebrations were reflected in the beautiful pupils, and the water was as melancholy as the autumn lake.

"Aren't you going to the party? I see your brother is having a good time, and isn't that great hero from Ulster looking for you everywhere?"

Alice swept the snow off the wood, then took out a blanket from her bosom and spread it on it before sitting down, putting the wine glass and the plate containing the barbecue meat aside, and turned her head to look quietly at the young man in the distance who was holding a wine glass and sipping wine with the dwarves and smiled faintly.

"Miss Alice, why are you here?"

Hearing the sudden sound in her ears, Sigourney quickly stood up, and after seeing that it was Alice, she turned her back with a slight red face and quickly tidied up her clothes, shaking off the snowflakes on her hair, and when she turned her head, her face had returned to normal, but the slightly rapid breathing and the twisted fingers were all indicating Sigoarney's inner tension.

Ever since she knew that it was Alice who rescued herself from the hands of the legendary werewolf, Sigourney would do this every time she saw Alice, speaking very politely, giving Alice the feeling of being one of those heroines in romance novels.

"It's too lively over there, I'm a little unaccustomed to it, I saw that there are fewer people here, I didn't expect Miss Sigourney to be here too?"

Alice looked at the noisy crowd in the distance, and then pointed to the wine glasses and food placed next to her, and said.

Looking up in the direction Alice pointed, a glass of steaming beer and a plate of wolf meat shining golden yellow, the tempting aroma continued to reach the tip of the nose, suddenly, Sigoarney put her hands on her abdomen, quickly turned around and squatted down.

Although it was slight, Alice still heard a strange "grunt", which was the sound of protest from her stomach, and it was clear that Sigourney was already hungry.

Sigoarney, who quickly turned her head, didn't need to look to know that her face was flushed at this time, and she put her slightly hard hand on her face, hoping to cool down her face a little, but the cold chill came from her palm, which made her shiver involuntarily.

Suddenly, a black shadow fell on her body, blocking the light, and the rich fragrance once again entered the tip of her nose, and the plate of golden wolf meat came into her eyes, and she raised her head to look at the white and transparent little face of the girl in front of her.

"Let's eat together. ”

Alice curled the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a charming smile, and said softly in a gentle voice that made people feel like a spring breeze.

It's just a little bit of food on the plate, and it was quickly eaten by the two girls, of course, because of the reason that she is not familiar with Sigoarney, there are no eating and playing things that you like in the process of eating.

"Miss Sigourney, what do you think?"

Alice took out a tissue from her bosom and handed it to Sigoaney, wiped her mouth, and calmly looked at the huge bonfire in the center of the barracks.

Although Alice didn't say it clearly, Sigourney still understood the meaning of her words, she hesitated for a moment, turned her eyes to look at Alice's slightly delicate features, and then looked away at the side of the campfire, the young man who was sitting on the ground and constantly pulling Fergus to drink, as if upside down, her eyes were full of doting like a sister looking at her brother.

"Very good, this time, didn't we win, annihilating the enemy's vanguard army at such a small cost, I think with this momentum, Attila is not a problem at all, what Beowulf can do, my brother Zigmund will definitely be able to do. ”

Sigourney turned her face away from Alice to see the expression on her face, and she said in a low voice, full of confidence in her words, as if she didn't take the girl in white who had conquered from Ross all the way to Finland in her eyes.

"You...... Don't lie to yourself, if we continue like this, we will definitely not win, and if we lose this time, your country Barushinger will definitely not be spared. ”

Alice, in a cold tone, broke the dream that Sigourney had been weaving, and said what Sigourney didn't want to think about and the reality that Sigourney didn't want to face the most.

Under Siegmund's leadership, there was not even a glimmer of hope of victory in this battle, and even if the so-called victory was achieved this time, there was no hope for the final outcome.

Everyone can see this fact, and the only one who is still immersed in his dreams and thinks that Atila can really be easily defeated in this way is only Siegmund and those berserkers with muscles in their brains.

However, even if everyone saw it, no one pointed out this fact, and those tribal leaders didn't want to say it, because if they said it, the coalition would be dispersed, and now that Beowulf had relinquished his power, he was really qualified to lead everyone, and the only one who could integrate the various armies into a coalition was Siegmund, a descendant of Odin from Barusenge, at least until they had no other choice.

And the reason why Skaha and Fergus did not bring it up is also because they are not Scandinavians, they are outsiders, they are the knights of the red branches from Ulster, Ireland, who have no position, no identity to raise this issue.

Of course, Alice was not qualified to burst this bubble, but in addition to her identity as a reinforcement from Jutland, she also has another identity, that is, Sigomery, Sigmomund's sister Sigmomund's savior, no matter what the result is, Sigomery and Siegmund are not easy to turn their faces.

"So...... Miss Alice, what can you do?"

Sigourney turned her head and looked into Alice's eyes with a cold gaze, completely different from the shy girl who was hungry just now, and her whole person exuded a chill that no one could enter, or maybe this was what she really looked like.

"You, Miss Sigomery, you're here to be the commander this time. ”

After a short silence, Alice spoke her inner thoughts.

“……”

Sigourney was taken aback by Alice's words, the ice on her face suddenly melted, her face changed red and green, and after ten minutes, Sigourney didn't say a word.

"Do you all think like that?"

What Sigourney said about you includes the chiefs, including Skaha and Fergus, including Except.

"Yes, we all think so, all to repel the Lord of Destruction. ”

"Why ...... me?"

Sigourney already had the answer in her heart when she said this, but she still wanted to be able to get other people's thoughts from Alice's mouth.

"We need a commander-in-chief, a commander who can calmly command us and coordinate our various armies to fight together, not a soldier who rushes up with his army to fight when he sees the enemy. ”

From the last meeting and today's daytime battlefield, apart from being a woman, Sigoarney was much better than her brother, Sigoaney, who was a young boy who could only yell

"Besides, if you are the commander of this time, your brother and those Yeats will not have any opinion. ”

The latter one is actually the point, if Sigourney is not here, then Alice and the others no matter how unwilling, as long as they don't want the entire coalition to fall apart, they can only choose the boy who was chosen by Beowulf, but now, they see that the girl who is also from Barussenge and is also a descendant of the god Odin is so much better than her incompetent brother, in order to fight against Attila, it is also predictable that they will change to another one.

"Okay. ”

Although for the sake of the overall situation, Sigourney agreed to Alice's proposal, but from her heart it was very uncomfortable, she always felt that this was a betrayal, a betrayal of her dearest and favorite brother, even if she herself knew that his brother would not care about the position of the so-called commander of the coalition forces, and knew that it was not his will at all that he would sit in that position, but Beowulf's request.

"Brother Siegmund ......"

Sigourney looked at the laughing girl in the distance, and a hint of determination flashed in her eyes.

"I promise you, but you have to convince my brother. ”

In the end, everyone chose betrayal.