Arold's plan attracted everyone's attention, and they could all feel the ambitious desire in it, but no one could not ignore this plan, the nobles of the Duchy of Mason wanted a piece of the pie, and no one would dislike their own land, even a person like the Count of Weimar who was content with the status quo, could not help but be moved. He had two sons when he was young, the eldest son died of smallpox, and the second son who had grown up broke his neck after falling from a horse in a battle, and when he thought he would have no heirs, his young wife gave birth to two more sons in one go, and the old Count of Weimar was really happy, but the increase in the number of children also brought new problems, and he had to have enough land to give his sons.

"It is God's will to take land from the infidels." The Count of Weimar's face flushed, and he raised his arms and shouted.

"That's right, these heretics should be punished." With the same thought, the other nobles of the Duchy of Mason clamoured, and suddenly the whole hall of the banquet became war-like, and the servants and musicians craned their necks to see what was going on, and talked to each other and asked.

"This is not a trivial matter, but we are the Germans who are the first to attack the northerners, and we must report it to the king." The Count of Thuringia, an old nobleman, touched his chin and said to the Duke of Abel and Arrod.

"Oh, Lord Count of Thuringia, do you mean to bring the royal family in as well?" The Duke of Abel immediately understood the strategic intentions of the Count of Thuringia, although the Duchy of Mason supported Mecklenburg with all its might. But they only wanted to repel the raids and plunders of the Viking warriors in the short term, but attacking the Danish territory was a big deal, and if the pagans of Denmark, Norway and Sweden united, it was very likely that there would be a larger war, which a single duchy tribe could not afford.

"But will the king agree?" Arold didn't expect that things would spread to the entire East Francian kingdom, and it seems that these medieval nobles were not stupid, they knew how to use the power that a qiē could use.

"Yes, last year a group of Viking warriors raided the king's coastal territory of Friesland, much to Henry's chagrin." The Count of Thuringia said to Arröd that the gossip of these nobles was very well-informed. Some of them even knew what Henry's dinner was last night.

"Take advantage of the king's wrath. Ask the royal family to join in the war, which is a holy war against the infidels. Arold felt that if the Danes could be eliminated once and for all, Henry the Bird Catcher would agree, and the excitement of the nobles was a good time to take advantage of it.

"Holy war. That's right. It is imperative to spread the gospel of Christ. Arold's words gave these greedy Duchy of Mason nobles the best fig leaf. They shouted and almost toppled the roof of the main tower, and the Danish king Banuk on the island of Zealand did not know that he had changed from the role of a hunter to that of a prey. He was waiting for a group of lords from Sweden to join him in his assault on Mecklenburg.

Listening to the sound of the waves in his ears and watching the never-ending waves crashing to the shore in his eyes, the Danish king Knumba stood on the shore, stopping the retreating warship in the harbor not far away, the Danish king was extremely depressed, and he was defeated before he could reach the attack with all his might, and the armed merchant ship of Mecklenburg that spewed lightning flames became his nightmare.

"What to do with that nightmarish ship?" The Danish king Knumba was able to become the king of the fierce Vikings, and he was a hard-working Viking warrior in his own right, and although Arold's fire-breathing ship terrified him from the bottom of his heart, there was nothing that had begun to give up halfway.

"Whoa~~." At that moment there was a loud noise from the harbor, which interrupted the Danish king's thinking about what to do with Arold's firethrower, and he looked at the harbor with a frown.

"What's going on?" King Banuk of Denmark pointed to the harbor and said to the guards who were following him, and immediately one of the guards with spears ran over to see what was going on.

"Giving Notice, it's a raiding party that has returned from raiding the western coastal territories, and they've brought some bald slaves with them." After a while, the Viking guards returned to the side of King Banuk of Denmark and reported to him.

"Bald slave?" When the Danish king Banuk heard this, he paused, and immediately remembered that it was the Catholic monks, who were the only ones who would shave off the top of their heads, and he immediately strode towards the harbor as soon as he reached the port, and when he reached the port, he saw several bald monks on a Viking warrior warship tied up and dragged off the warship.

"Ah~~~." The balding monks, dressed in gray monks' robes, with ropes tied around their necks, like a herd of livestock, were led by the Viking warriors, and the Danes in many port villages came to see them, and the raiders simply sold the captured monks in the harbor, and the Viking warriors' society still retains the customs of the slave era, and the slaves are completely two-legged tools, so when there are disobedient monks, they immediately do not hesitate to wave their fists and beat them.

"Wait a minute." At this moment, the majestic voice of the Danish king Banuk sounded, and he was followed by the guards with spears, and the people who saw the Danish king driving to the harbor made way and bowed to Banuk, and the Viking warriors who had beaten the monks stopped and stood aside.

"Your Majesty." The leader of this small group of raiding Viking warriors hurriedly saluted Banuk and said that if they wanted to raid the western lands, they had to get Banuk's consent, and the spoils of war were to be shared with Banuk.

"Bring these slaves to my palace." King Banuk of Denmark looked at the trembling and scarred monks, and said to the leading Viking warriors, he thought this was a normal thing.

"What to take away?" When he heard that the Danish king Banuk was going to take all the slaves away, the leading Viking warrior exclaimed dissatisfied, he felt that this was not in accordance with tradition and rules.

"What did you say?" The Danish King Banuk's face turned to face the leading Viking warrior, and he looked straight at him until the other man lowered his head and looked away, and then he gave up and prepared to leave.

"Hmph, as soon as we came back, we heard about your failure, it's a shame, you actually lost to the disadvantaged southerners, phew~~." But the disgruntled Viking warrior thought that he had taken the risk of plundering in the West, but the Danish king sat back and watched, and took his booty with him as soon as he returned to the port, if he had not dared to complain to the Danish king before, but now when the Danish king Banuk was unexpectedly attacked in the waters of Mecklenburg, dissatisfaction and slander had begun to spread among the Danish Vikings, and people had begun to question Banuk's decision-making ability, and if left unchecked, it would inevitably encourage new challengers. This is the law of the jungle in Viking society, even in the supreme ruler of Denmark.

"Hmm~~." Danish King Banuk's eyes swept around, he himself was from the challenge to the leader to seize power, he was very sensitive to the subtle changes in people's feelings, and the Viking warrior who seemed to be complaining about the spoils of war being taken away was definitely not for a few slaves, he was trying to shake his authority.

"Ah~~~." Suddenly, without warning, the Danish king Banuk snatched the spear from his guard's hand and stabbed it into the chest of the grumbling Viking warrior, who screamed and rolled over and fell into the boat behind him, with his legs on the side of the ship, and the spear pierced into his chest pointed straight into the sky.

"Woo~~~." The other Vikings and freedmen were taken aback by the sudden uprising of the Danish king, and there had never been a precedent for a dispute over the distribution of the spoils of war, and today they all looked at the angry Danish king.

"He's insulting me, someone came to chop up his body and feed it to the pigs, I curse him, curse his soul never to reach the temple of God Odin, phew." The Danish king Banuk used the other party to insult himself as a reason, although he was very reluctant, but as the leader of the Viking warriors who insulted himself, he could indeed be killed, and everyone recognized this statement under the authority of the Danish king Banuk.

But Banuk knew that he had to take action to save his reputation, otherwise it would happen again and again, and he would be like a wounded wolf, attacked and eaten by his companions, and he took the captured monks back to his palace, and when he sat on his chair with a group of bald men kneeling at his feet, the scene was indeed very funny, and the Viking warriors did not know why their king would bring these bald men into their palace.

"God, please save our souls." Seeing the ferocity of the Viking warriors, the murderous and predatory, devil-like monks, and the fact that the Viking warriors who captured them were killed in the blink of an eye by this terrible pagan barbarian king in front of them made them tremble even more with fear.

"Who among you will speak our words?" King Banuk of Denmark asked as he picked up a horn cup and drank the ale in it, pointing his finger at the trembling monks.

"Woo~~~." But the monks were so frightened that they could only whisper prayers, and no one dared to answer him, and when he waited for a while and saw that no one answered him, the Danish king angrily threw away the horn cup in his hand.

"Doesn't anyone understand our language? Then these people are useless, and all the people who come are killed. (To be continued......)