The Danish king Banuk stood on the wall of the wooden village, and his soldiers cut down trees and brought stones to fill in the gaps in the old wooden village, and the Norwegians sent small forces to attack several times, but were repulsed by the heroic counterattack of the Danes.

"How much more food do we have?" Banuk turned his head and said to one of his vassals.

"With all the food, we won't last five days."

"Gather all the food together and distribute a minimum amount to each person each day." King Banuk of Denmark commanded his vassals.

"Yes, Your Majesty." The vassals replied to Banuk, and when he turned around and was about to carry out the order, he was stopped by Banuk again.

"And to drive out the women and children and the wounded who cannot fight, to add some trouble to the Norwegians, and not to consume our own food." Banuk frowned and gave a cold order, and the army was generally followed by not only the warriors, but also those who served the warriors.

"But what if the Norwegians don't accept them?" The vassal said.

"That's God's will." Danish King Banuk raised his head, looked at the sky and said.

Soon, the sound of women and children and wounded soldiers cursing in the wooden village, they either cursed the banuk who abandoned them, or begged in every way, but this did not have any effect at all, and finally more than 100 women and children and wounded soldiers who could not fight were driven out of the wooden village, and as soon as they left the wooden village, the wooden door behind them was slammed shut.

"The Danes drove out their women and wounded soldiers?" The Norwegian war lords gathered together, and they were also somewhat surprised to hear the reports of their men.

"It's not surprising, if we were trapped in the wooden village, we would definitely drive away those who couldn't fight in order to reduce food consumption." A War Lord finishes eating food from a wooden bowl. He wiped the corners of his mouth with the hair that hung down to his ears and said to the others.

"So what now? Kill those people? The other Warlord stuck his knife into the ground and said to the others.

"No, if we kill those people, the people in the wooden village will definitely fight to the death with us."

"And take them as slaves?"

"That won't work, there's no slave ship coming now. We still have to feed them, and we don't have enough food for ourselves. ”

"Let them go?" Some leaders took the initiative to show compassion and proposed to others, but they were quickly vetoed, because this was a war, and no one could afford to be soft-hearted.

In the dense forest, the wails of the helpless echoed, who wandered between the two camps, succumbing in the cold wind and hunger of the night. Neither chanting the old gods or the new gods before dying will help. The Vikings of both camps were indifferent to this, and their hearts were as cold and heartless as iron.

The seas are full of waves that never end, the Norwegian pirates don't stay adrift at sea all the time, they usually wait for their prey in a secluded island harbor, and this time they are not there to rob, the Norwegian war lords have given them several tasks. Demand that aid to the Danes be cut off from the southern kingdom.

"Whoa~~." The pirates were usually silent as they worked, sitting on the rocks and listening to the sound of the waves crashing under their feet. There are also people who take out dried fish from their arms in boredom, and this delicacy that is naturally dried by the sea breeze temporarily drives away their loneliness and boredom.

"Woooooooooooooo Suddenly, from a Viking ship anchored at sea in the distance, a pirate took out a horn and blew it desperately, and the sound of the horn was heard. The pirate camp was suddenly busy.

"Got work, haha." The pirates shouted excitedly, they were not afraid of dying on the sea, they were afraid that they would not have the opportunity to die heroically, and they would waste their lives on land in vain. In that case, Odin would have denied them access to Valhalla.

"It's a merchant ship of the Southerners." The pirates boarded the Viking ships anchored on the shore, and they sat down to pick up the wood pulp and rowed hard, and the Viking ships crossed the sea like arrows, and they saw ships emerging from the south not far away.

"Southerners, great, it's definitely a merchant ship." The pirates were ecstatic, they needed a robbery to ease their nerves, and the cargo on the rich Southern ships was enough to reward their patience.

"Rush up, rush up." The Norwegian pirates laughed and paddled faster and faster, their ships with tomahawks and swords in the middle, heavy round shields hanging from the sides of the ships, and countless battles made them know their position, and pounced on the clumsy southern ships like wolves, put the gangplanks on them, and the pirates jumped on each other's ships, enjoying the fun of the battle and the reward of the loot.

"It's the Norwegians, they took the bait and raised the batter." Ron picked up the single-hole telescope, looked at the thirteen Viking warships that were rapidly approaching the merchant ships, and immediately ordered the sailors.

"Yes." The sailors immediately erected six levers placed under the side of the ship, and this weapon used in the battle against the Slavs was re-equipped and refitted.

The Viking warships scattered, like the two pincers of crabs rushed towards the merchant ships, they desperately wanted to get close to the merchant ships, the ships rose and fell in the waves, the clapsticks on both sides of the merchant ships were erected, as long as the Vikings wanted to get closer, they put down, and the mace at the top of the slap rod smashed into the Viking warship, making the Viking warship shake violently from side to side.

"Damn Southerners, do you think this keeps us from getting close?" But the Norwegian pirates didn't care about this little trick, and their warriors stood on the rickety ships and raised their heavy round shields to form a wall of shields.

"Shoot the arrows." Ron commanded with his sword drawn.

"Whoosh." The crossbowmen on the merchant ships immediately picked up their crossbows and shot at the Viking warships, but the Norwegians, who were equipped with round shields, were not afraid at all, and most of the crossbow arrows hit the round shields.

"Haha, stupid southerner." The Norwegian pirates were triumphant, they raised tomahawks and round shields, roared from their mouths, and the shaking hulls of their ships and the splashing of water could not stop them.

"Our crossbows don't work, they're coming closer." The boatswain of the merchant ship looked in horror at the Norwegians approaching, those pirates with hideous faces were so terrible.

"Here they are." At this moment, the lookout at the top of the mast shouted at Ron below.

"Great." A happy smile appeared on Ron's face, Arold could not fight an unprepared battle, and a fleet of ships provided by the Danes followed behind them.

"Oh no, they're followed by a fleet of Danes." When the Danish Vikings appeared, the Norwegians discovered them, and they reported them to their respective leaders.

"Afraid of what? It's only five ships, can't we beat it? When the Norwegian pirate leader saw the Danes who appeared, he couldn't help but laugh, the other party was only five ships, and it was simply beyond his power to want to save the southerners.

"That's right, just kill them, and ask for a bounty from the War Lords." The other pirates said.

"Yes, rush forward and kill the Danes first." The Norwegian pirates threw down their clumsy merchant ships and turned around and rushed towards the Danish ships that saw the dragon's head in the distance, the warlike blood of the Vikings making them howl with exhaustion.

"Hurry, hurry." The pirate leader, wearing an iron helmet and short chain mail, grasped the cable in his left hand, a sharp battle axe in his right hand, and stepped on the dragon's head with his right foot.

"Hey, hey~~." The Norwegian pirates paddled desperately, the muscles of their arms bulging high, and the Viking ships cleaved the waves and rushed towards the Danish ships.

"Come over, and we'll jump into their boat and split in half the guy who betrayed the gods on it." The Norwegian pirate leader kept his eyes on the approaching Danish ships, and he padded the tomahawk in his hand, as if he had felt the heat of the enemy's blood.

"Odin, what is this?" But when the Norwegian pirates' ships rushed up, they gradually found that they were confronted with five ships that they had never seen before, and the five strange ships were also aimed at them, unafraid of the Norwegians' numerical superiority.

"Whoa, whoa." The Danish ships also braved the wind and waves, and rushed straight into the middle of the Norwegian warship group.

(To be continued.) )