In terms of time, the distance between the British Isles and Scandinavia is not very far, and it only takes seven days to get from Norway to England on the Dragon's Head Clipper, and fifteen days even on the more cumbersome Kirk Sailboat; As for the predecessor who drifted at sea for a month in 793 to find Britain, he was opening up a route, and he didn't know where he was dizzy by the currents. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But not anymore.

After three hundred years, the charts have been depicted incomparably perfectly, where there are reefs, where there are hidden currents, where there are supplies, what the stars in the sky represent, even if most of the crew are illiterate and illiterate, these things have been passed down by word of mouth from generation to generation, and together they perform the overture to the Age of Discovery.

That is to say, as long as the little Tang Grand Duke walks in the direction indicated by the chart, this must be the shortest and closest road, and there is no need to worry about getting lost.

However, the charts are too well delineated, and the routes are fixed.

It is a good thing to have a fixed route, which can avoid the probability of shipwrecks to the greatest extent; But the route is too fixed, those ambitious prodigals, or those who can't survive, they only need to inquire a little, and then gamble a little courage and a life, they can enjoy this endless sea to do a headless business.

- But it's all a joke.

Now the Grand Duke of Xiao Tang commanded a huge fleet with more than 100 ships and more than 3,000 elite soldiers...... Well, that's a bit of an exaggeration. With such a force, unless it is forced to do so, in the imagination of the Grand Duke of Xiao Tang, in the whole of Scandinavia, there is not a single king or patriarch who will want to fight hard.

So, there is really something wrong with the brain circuitry of the Vikings.

"Are the prey sure they've taken the bait?"

"Don't worry, boss, such a big sheep can be seen by the brothers from afar."

It's only a two-day flight from Oslo, Norway's second largest city, and the Vikings know everything about it.

Under the cover of night, another fleet hid among the reefs like night owls, and the leader of the fleet, a tall man with a neatly braided mustache and two human-tall axes on his back, asked the living Vikings.

Then beside him, another Viking who only looked a little shorter than him, but was just as athletic and had a braided hair, replied.

"However, the enemy is such a large fleet...... I'm afraid it's going to be risky! ”

"Who said the frustrating words, you are still not a Viking! Stand out! ”

As soon as these words came out, the whole ship was furious, and they wanted to pull out this guy who had lost the prestige of the Vikings and chop it up. But, well, it's really not the Vikings who say the frustrating words.

Bald in the shape of the Mediterranean, black friar's garment, this is a priest from England.

"Quiet!"

The leader looked at the chaotic scene in front of him, roared angrily, and there was silence below.

The Vikings are respected as the strongest in the world, and the leader is the strongest, and one person is enough to overturn this ship of Vikings, who are as majestic as gods, and naturally have the strongest right to speak, while the priests, who can't hold their hands and can't resist, have no status at all in the eyes of the Vikings.

I don't know why the leader takes that priest so seriously.

A few Vikings thought indignantly, but under the leader's cold gaze, their whole bodies stiffened, and they didn't dare to say a word more.

"Of course, I know that our fleet is weak, not even a third of the enemy, but we are Vikings, and as a Viking, if we don't even have the courage to face a strong enemy, then how can we get into the glorious Valhalla?"

The first leader said a magnificent and beautiful remark, calmed the stupid man who was overwhelmed by the blood, and looked at the priest's obviously undisguised skeptical expression, and then said the real reason.

"If the enemy meets us on earth, I will definitely retreat, Vikings are not afraid of anything, but they should not waste their lives at will. But now it's at sea! The sea is a paradise for our Vikings! ”

This sentence is not bad, the sea and the land, these are two completely different differences, for example, the knight who can be called the king of the land, directly lost more than half of his combat effectiveness at sea - this has to be counted as the knight is not seasick, if he is seasick, it is not as good as a waste.

"There's some truth to that."

The priest nodded, muttering in his heart, not very convinced, but it did sound a little reasonable.

Moreover, because of the lack of information, even the regular European monarchs had only just heard the reputation of the Grand Duke of Xiao Tang, not to mention a group of pirates who everyone shouted and beaten, and the priests thought that they were facing a group of untrained peasant soldiers, and they would be separated and disintegrated with just a little blow!

"It's kind of acquaintance, if it weren't for the fact that you were needed to be a guide for the raiding of England, who would be so polite to you......"

That's right, that's why the chiefs were so kind to the priests, since King William's conquest of England, the establishment of beacons, the training of soldiers, and the emergence of various measures to prevent Vikings, Vikings can no longer rob wherever they want, as before, and if they are not careful, they may rush into battle and end up in a complete annihilation.

Therefore, at this time, a guide to guide the way is very important.

Actually, the chief has not yet told the whole truth.

It's true that all the enemies are landlubbers, but after all, the number is there, and there are more ants that can bite and kill elephants, not to mention creatures like people, who only need a little bite on the stomach, and the intestines flow out will die, and if you eat such a hard bone, you will have to feel uncomfortable for a while.

And there was no friendship between the Vikings and the Vikings, especially between the Vikings and the Vikings.

He is now in such a prominent position that even some small tribal chiefs have to rely on him to survive, all because of his strength, once his strength is weak, some people want the life of the leader.

But the chief was compelled to come.

Because he himself is just a dog that has been pushed out.

An alliance of thirteen tribes, used to defend against foreign enemies, used to plunder money, and used to consume life-consuming dogs.

The elders and priests of the tribe had made a decision, and there was no room for him to refuse, otherwise he would become the 'favored man of Odin', thrown into a forest of spears, stabbed to death with spears, and his family would have to act as honored.

"So...... For my sake, and for the life of my little bunny, please hand over everything you have! ”

PS: 'The Man Favored by Odin', this is a meme in which Odin went through three tests in order to obtain his left eye, which is full of wisdom, one of which was to pierce his body with a spear. So in Scandinavia, if a priest says that you are favored by Odin...... Don't doubt it, run away, or you'll die a terrible death.

I have to say that Norse mythology is sometimes really bloody, which may also have something to do with the character of the Vikings.