The winter afternoon was still cold, and four dragon-headed warships were docked on the southern coast of the British Isles, and under the huge hulls of the battleships, a dozen or so small fishing boats, each filled with strong men with colorful wooden shields and long swords and axes, sailed towards the shore.

Evan led his people to this strange land, which seemed even more vast and even barren than the last time. Because they didn't see any buildings on the shore.

Just as they had just landed on the shore and were about to explore the depths, the sound of horses' hooves and footsteps suddenly sounded in the distance, and everyone couldn't help but stop and look towards the place where the sound came from.

I saw thirty or forty heavily armed soldiers running towards them, and the first four of them were running at the front of the line on tall horses, their bodies shining in the winter sun.

The people who came came with murderous faces and rushed towards them with a fierce attitude.

"Rush! Kill them! ”

Just as the group was about to approach, Evan did not hesitate, gave an order, and took the lead in rushing into the crowd opposite.

Now that Evan has gone through so many things, he is not the kind-hearted boy he was at the beginning, he swore that he would never leave any chance to cause any harm to himself and his family, as long as he started, he would never be merciful, since he was a pirate, he came out to rob, so he had to be dedicated and vicious.

He turned a deaf ear to those cries, and had only one thought in his heart - to fight quickly, leave no living mouth, and try not to cause unnecessary casualties to everyone.

This thought made him give the order to attack at the first time, and it also made his own eyes flush.

"Axe! Throw! ”

The warriors who followed Evan ran on the soft sand, and as Evan's voice came out, they threw their axes into the crowd with their axes in their hands.

As the dense axes flew, the screams on the opposite side followed suit, and the soldiers who rushed over were instantly hit and fell, even those wearing armor who could not be put to death quickly lost their combat effectiveness, not to mention the second and third, countless sharp small axes hit all parts of their bodies, and under such continuous injuries, they had to die in humiliation.

In the blink of an eye, most of the soldiers had fallen, and the rest of the soldiers couldn't help but feel frightened, and the pace under their feet slowed down unconsciously, and even the generals who were riding on tall horses wanted to turn their horses and run away, which was clearly a group of demons.

But where would Evan give them such a chance, he shouted and rushed into the crowd, and as he rushed in, the remaining Vikings rushed into the crowd like wolves, like wolves into the flock.

In an instant, the people who survived the throwing axe, one by one, faced with brutal aliens, could only accept their tragic fate.

All of a sudden! Screams of blood filled the otherwise peaceful coast, and people were constantly injured and people fell, but it was all the other party's soldiers who fell.

As soon as Evan rushed into the crowd, ignoring the frightened little soldier next to him, he rushed straight towards the only surviving general who still rode a horse, and when he was very close, he raised the wooden shield in his hand to block the opponent's long sword, and at the moment when the enemy passed by, a sword slashed at the opponent's back, and the man on the horse fell in response.

As one of the last soldiers fell, cheers rang out on the shore, and Evan immediately shouted for everyone to stop cheering, ordered to immediately pack up the spoils of war, and by the way, if he met those who did not die, he would make up for it, and then continue to the depths of the continent.

Afternoon! King Edmund still slept until he woke up naturally, in today's British Peninsula, the heroes are divided, and the seven lords proclaim themselves kings, and there are not so many government affairs to deal with, as long as they manage their own acres and threes of land.

Coupled with the favorable climate and the lush growth of crops, for them who rely on the sky for food, except for the occasional territorial dispute, the rest of the days are to calculate with each other to see if they can eat others in one bite and expand their territory.

But now they also know to each other that they can't start a war easily, lest they give other opponents a chance to eat themselves, so they try to maintain their existing relations and territories, and no one is willing to break this temporary tranquility until there are strong figures and forces.

King Emond, in particular, inherited his father's throne, and because he was an only son, he was more pampered since he was a child, and he did not have any great ambitions and ideals, and he was very satisfied with his present life.

Besides! The seven kings restrained each other, restrained each other, and none of them could eat the other in one bite, which also created a temporary peace, and everyone could occasionally hang out and brag to each other, wouldn't it be a good day? For him, in addition to women and enjoyment, the rest is the rhythm of eating and waiting for death.

"My dear, this year's offerings to the monastery are almost ready, is there anything else that needs to be added?" Edmund, who was enjoying a hearty lunch, was interrupted by a sudden voice.

"Add? Are you an idiot? The insatiable vampires, the pigs, why can they always be attached to us, and why do we provide for them? Those hypocrites are still going to strike a high pose! Add to......? You tell them to die! ”

Edmond hated being interrupted while he was eating, and he looked up and roared loudly at a blond, blue-eyed, skinny teenager beside him, despite the greasy mouth, as a way to vent his dissatisfaction and anger against the church.

"Zhilu said! Father! ”

Aite was momentarily stunned by his father's roar, but he soon came to his senses, and watched with a cowardly look at his father's two lips shiny up and down, and splattering spat and meat scraps from time to time. He whispered yes, then turned away.

"Come back! Who told you to go? You are a prince, you are the future king, how can I trust a large area of land and people into your hands ...... you are so soft? At the sight of his cowardly son, Aemond was angry, and he was still angry at the vile hypocrites, and he crackled and cursed.

"That's it! You can step back and tell your mother to tell her to add another two hundred gold coins!" Tell me when you're ready, I'll send it myself! The anger in his heart was almost vented, and Aemond didn't even want to look at his son, so he lowered his head and stuffed a large mouthful of barbecue, and said to his son with a slurred mouth.

"Really! Why did you give birth to such a soft egg, and you get angry when you see it! Out of the corner of his eye, Aemond took a big sip of his glass, swallowed it, and said to himself.

On the side outside the door, Aite, who had just gone out, leaned against the wall, his face was hideous, he clenched his fists hard, his upper and lower teeth were clenched tightly, and his body was trembling slightly.

He was the only heir, just like Aemond back then, but with such a weak and incompetent father as an example, what could he do? Other people's fathers pass on life experience and combat experience to their own children, but their own father knows nothing except eating, drinking, and playing with women.

The incomparably angry in his heart, although he is timid and cowardly, does not mean that he will not be angry, will not hold grudges, and will not retaliate.

From time to time, all kinds of vicious methods flashed in his mind, but he was only a prince now, and everything needed time.

He grew up in such an environment, and he knew a lot of darkness and truth that were not known to outsiders, so he needed forbearance, and only the current forbearance could be vented more freely in the future. Thinking of this, he took a few deep breaths, calmed down his excitement, and turned to walk outside.

"Count! Found the town not far ahead! While Edmont had eaten lunch and continued to roll into bed for a nap, Evan and his men were already making their way through the dense forest, rapidly approaching the interior, when the people in charge of the reconnaissance in front of them came back to report to him.

"Rest in place! I'll take a look! When Evan heard the report from his men, he immediately gave the order and followed the report's men to observe.

At the edge of the forest, a few Vikings looked around, and in the distance was a depression, from which the whole town below could be seen.

It was an ordinary town, surrounded by low wooden walls, and all wooden houses inside, and there were no stone buildings like the last time they had seen them. Around the hut are improvised barns in which domestic animals are kept in captivity, and because the sun is shining today, children are playing in the streets and small squares.

Looking at the scattered soldiers around the area, it may be that there is little farm work in winter, and everyone is taking a nap just after lunch, so the whole town seems quiet and peaceful.

"Warriors! Now take up your short axes and raise your wooden shields, there are countless cattle and sheep and treasures in that town below, we can eat their cattle and sheep and rob their treasures, now everyone do not make a sound, go in quietly and surprise them. Seeing such a target, Evan turned around and returned to the middle of his people, and without stopping for a moment, he directly ordered everyone to act immediately and attack the town in front of him.

The Vikings moved quickly, and soon the quiet town below the hillside was shattered, and the cries and screams rang out at the same time, and a horde of wolf-like Vikings slaughtered the town against anyone who dared to resist in front of them.

The inhabitants of the town were terrified, they had never seen such a murderous heathen, and they prayed to their god to come out and save them, to kill this terrible bandit, and to save his people from fire and water.

But their god did not appear at this time, maybe God was too busy to take care of them ordinary people, maybe in the eyes of God did not care about them at all, anyway, no matter what the reason, at this moment they are like a flock of lambs to the slaughter, facing the sharp sword, without a trace of resistance.

The sound of cries and screams was mixed together, and people couldn't help but shudder. But for Evan the horrible cries and screams were like the song and dance of a bell chime celebrating a feast. He walked silently to the center of the small square and stood still, his eyes looking at the sky, and his thoughts drifted far, far away.