Like a warrior who looked at death as if he were at home, the Angry Lion rushed into the middle of the Norwegian pirates, and the levers on both sides of the ship were constantly lifted and slapped downward under the operation of the sailors, and the heavy levers struck the long and narrow dragon bow ship. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Ping~, oh woo~." The Norwegian warrior raised his round shield in his hand and tried to block the batter, but the heavy rod fell from a great height, and he slapped him off the ship fiercely, only to hear a thud and fall into the sea.

"Woo~." However, Norwegians are good swimmers, and even when they fall into the sea, the Norwegian fighter still tries to swim out of the sea.

True to its name, the Angry Lion angrily rammed into the Viking ship that tried to get close to it, and the sailors on board knew that this was a critical moment, and they clenched the crossbow in their hands, taking advantage of the Angry Lion's superiority over the Vikings, and condescendingly aimed their crossbows at the Norwegians.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~~." The bolts were fired like locusts at the Norwegian warriors on the Viking ships, but the Norwegians quickly joined together the log shields to form a wall of shields against the bolts above, and the muscles in the arms of the Norwegian warriors paddling on the ship were protected by the shields above their heads, and the muscles in their arms bulged high like small hills.

"Row, stroke." The leader of the Norwegian pirates looked at the Angry Lion with fierce eyes, and he received information that it was a big fat meat without bones, but now the ship almost jumped his teeth, which made the pirate leader extremely unhappy, and he vowed to kill all the crew members when he boarded the ship.

"Hey, hey, hey." The Norwegian warriors were not only good warriors, but also excellent sailors, some of whom had sailed as far as Iceland.

"Ping~~." Three Viking warships approached the Angry Lion, and the pirates stood up with a shout, tossed their hooks and ropes onto the Angry Lion, and once they landed on the deck, the weak Mecklenburgers would die without a place to bury.

"Over there, over there, don't let them board the ship." Wiping the sweat from his face, the captain of the Raging Lion pointed at the sides of the ship with his scimitar in his grip and commanded the crew that their superiority was definitely the crossbow of long-range weapons and the towering lever, and that the Mecklenburgers were no match for the tall Norwegians when fighting alone.

But the Norwegians were so numerous that they climbed onto the side of the ship like ants, and the sailors of Mecklenburg hurriedly pulled out their scimitars on their waists and slashed at them, and a fierce conflict broke out between the two sides on the sides of the ship, and the severed fingers jumped and fell on the deck, and the Norwegians' axes slashed at the sailors' faces, blood and Bai Sensen's bones were exposed, and the corpse fell to the ground with a thud.

"Kill~~." Shouts of slaughter reverberated across the sea, and five Norwegian pirate ships circled the Angry Lion like a pack of bloodthirsty sharks, biting at their prey.

"God and Mother bless." The captain of the Raging Lion looked at the dwindling sailors on either side, drew a cross on his chest, and then stepped into the cabin, closing the hatch tightly overhead, a thick wooden bolt jamming the hatch.

"Thor gives me strength~~." The pirate leader jumped onto the deck, and with the edge of his shield slammed into a sailor's neck, shattering the bones of his throat, and then the tomahawk slashed diagonally, cutting the sailor's waist in two, scattering his estates and slippery intestines, but the Norwegians didn't care, believing that the gods craved blood and battle.

"Oh, no, no, no." A Mecklenburg sailor, wounded in the leg and covered in blood on his body and face, lay on the ground, looking at the hideous-looking Norwegian pirate, and retreated with all his might, the blood smashing into the deck leaving a bloody streak, and the desire to survive made him want to stay away from those people.

"Ugh." But the deck was already full of Norwegians, and when they jumped on the deck, they immediately slaughtered the Mecklenburg sailors in a way that was almost a blink of an eye, and a Norwegian walked up to the wounded sailor with an axe, raised the axe and slashed downward, ending the sailor's futile struggle.

"Captain, find him." The Norwegian pirate leader looked around and saw that there was no sign of the captain on the deck of the ship, so he ordered his men, and soon they found that the hatch of the cabin was blocked, so they desperately tried to open it.

"Ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong." The Norwegian kicked the hatch with his foot, but the sturdy hatch only shook a few times.

"Our Lady bless, Our Lady bless." The captain muttered in the dimly lit cabin, he picked up a torch and held the flint and steel with a trembling hand, and after repeated attempts, Spark jumped on the torch, and the flame was ignited instantly, and he carried the torch to the position of the cargo hold.

"With an axe, stupid." Outside the hatch, the Norwegians began to chop with their axes, and even the sturdy cedar door cracked and began to widen, and sawdust fell.

"Whew, whew, Lord of heaven, please receive my soul." The captain held the torch in his hand, and he glanced back at the hatch that had been attacked, and drew a cross on his chest.

"Boom~~." The hatch was slashed open with an axe, two cedar doors fell with a thud, and the tall and terrifying figure of the Norwegian appeared at the narrow entrance.

"There's no way you're going to catch me." The captain's face contorted, and he shoved the torch in his hand into the barrel, which contained half a barrel of black viscous liquid.

"What's going on?" The Norwegian pirate leader standing on the deck suddenly felt a heat under his feet, he looked at the hatch in surprise, only to hear a wave of heat erupting from the cabin, and the highly alert Norwegian pirate leader immediately jumped out of the ship without saying a word.

"Ping-pong, boom~~~." The moment he jumped out of the ship's side, flames several feet high burst out of the cabin, and the flames were pervasive in the cracks of the deck, and the Norwegian pirates who were standing on the deck before they could react were immediately engulfed in flames.

"Wow~~." These fierce Norwegian pirates desperately slapped the flames on their bodies, but those flames would not be extinguished at all, the raging flames raged, many people jumped into the sea with a fluke mentality, and the Norwegian pirate who was the first to get into the cabin, like a big fireball out of the cabin, he crashed and fell into the sea, but in the sea the flame was still not extinguished, the Norwegians looked terrified, is this the fire from hell?

"Damn, damn Krazier, what the hell did he give me?" The Norwegian pirate leader came to the surface, and he cursed as he looked at the burning Angry Lion and his own men who were howling from the burning Devil Crying Wolf, and spat out a mouthful of seawater.

The captain of the Raging Lion lit half a barrel of Greek fire on board, and the Norwegians who boarded the ship perished, and the first warship of Mecklenburg to stop slowly sank with honor, the flames as bright as a lighthouse, and the few merchant ships that had escaped quickly brought the news back to port.

"Ping~~." Arold slammed his fist on the wooden table, and the Norwegians attacked his trade routes and ships, as it seemed that the other side was planning to expand the scope of the war.

"Lord Duke, we don't have the ability to deal with those pirates yet." Brother Elvet swallowed, and he hurriedly said to Arrod.

"Isn't it enough to gather all the ships of my domain, as well as the ships of my vassals?" Arold said with some annoyance, the Angry Lion didn't even go into the water for a week, and it could only self-destruct, which made him swallow this breath.

"Even if we gather all the ships in the territory, the other party can hide in the lair and not move, what is the use of us spending a huge amount of manpower and material resources, but we can't achieve the goal?" Dylan. Matt sat down in his chair and said slowly.

"Damn." Arold sat on the throne and thought carefully about Dylan. Matt's words also make sense.

"Lord Duke, then let Havina immediately go and find out where the pirates' lair is?" Brother Elvet certainly can't let Dylan. Matt was in the limelight alone, so he immediately suggested to Arrod.

"Write immediately to Havina on the island of Rügen, asking her to find out where the pirates are, and to get her back to Mecklenburg as soon as possible, if nothing happens." Arold said to the clerk standing by the column on the right.

"Yes, I'll do it right away." The clerk hurriedly bowed to Arrod and said.

"Norwegians, hmph, really looking for death." Arrod's face was pale, and it seemed that this group of barbarians really regarded themselves as soft persimmons.