Ufrik didn't know how many of those days he had.

Command the most valiant Norskar warriors in the waves to swim along the coastline of Bretonnia or the Empire, and wait until an area of the coast is loosely defended, rushing up like a shark to tear it apart.

Devour its flesh.

Ufrik stared at the coastline not far away, even though the weather was not good at the moment, the raging rainstorm and the raging waves continued to crash against the ship, but Ufrik always kept his eyes on the coastline, waiting for an opportunity.

"Bretonnia is in a difficult situation right now." Ufrik took out a yellowed cowhide map, pointed to the map in front of him, and said, "Money, big pieces of meat, big bowls of wine, women, you can all get from Bretonnia." ”

Ufric muttered softly, he didn't need to agitate the Norse on the ship, for they had waited too long for the moment when they sat on the ship in heavy armor and armed with battle axes, waiting for the moment to be killed.

"O this weak kingdom." Ufrik put down the yellowed map in his hand and said coldly, "Legend has it that Raun, the king of Bretonnia, was the most valiant knight, and I was going to fight him alone, but now it is not necessary. ”

"The greenskins of the mountains besieged Raun to death, and no knight saved their king during this time." Ufrik sneered: "This king is really a failure, and he is simply unworthy of fighting me." ”

Bang!

The furious lightning and thunder were like the wrath of the storm god Tár, and the business caused a large number of Norse ships to flee in panic from the already wave-like tide

But Ufric laughed out loud, "You cowards, see how the future High King of Noscar responds to this." ”

He clapped his palms, and then a crisp dragon roar echoed in the sky, only to see a frost demon dragon descending from the cloudy sky.

This frost demon dragon was blue from top to bottom, with two heads, and two pairs of huge wings extending from its sturdy body.

The azure blue wings pulled out a silvery-white mist in the sky, only to see this frost demon dragon across the sky, and the surrounding fog was all frozen.

"Roar!"

A huge dragon groan shot out from the mouth of the Frost Demon Dragon, and then the wave in front of Ufrik was directly frozen into ice by the frost in the mouth of the Frost Demon Dragon!

"Hahahaha" Ufrik let out a hearty laugh, pointing his sword at the coastline of Bretonnia and shouted, "Ahead, it's Leonis, where we are going to hold a blood sacrifice!" ”

Ufrik slowly closed his eyes, he didn't go to the empire to plunder at this time, but to go to Bretonnia to plunder for a reason, because the country was already collapsing rapidly, the nobility within the kingdom was vying for power, the empire was meddling in the internal affairs of the kingdom, and there were beastmen and greenskins harassing outside.

This is a country that is simply the new territory of Nosca, and this is the world that Norsca wants to get.

Ufrik snapped open his eyes, and now the ship had landed on the shore in front of him.

He rushed to the shore first, and with a single sword he slashed the heads of the nearest soldier in front of him.

"Warriors of Nosca, money, women, war!" Ufrik shouted.

There was no need to continue shouting at this point, the cheers of the Norse people spoke for themselves.

Norse people are warriors by nature, and they create wealth with their hands.

"These weak Bretonians are our captives." Ufrik stares at the walls of Leonis not far away!

He came this time to destroy the castle in front of him.

Unlike before, Ufrik must let Noscar gain a foothold in Bretonnia this time, and he can do whatever he wants, he is ready for it.

The Frost Demon Dragon suddenly flew into the air, and a burst of cold frost erupted from the two-headed Demon Dragon's mouth, and then the city wall in front of it froze under the breath of the Frost Demon Dragon.

The peasant archers standing on the city tower were naturally under the breath of the Frost Demon Dragon, and in just a moment, these hundreds of peasant guards suffered the impact of the Frost Demon Dragon!

Roar!

The dragon's roar came from the mouth of the Frost Demon Dragon, and it immediately landed in the formation of the peasant archers, and its huge size quickly caused a bloody storm to form on the peasant archers' bodies.

Frost breath erupted from the mouth of the Frost Demon Dragon, killing more than thirty sword attendants on the city wall who tried to get closer.

The Norsca warriors let out a roar of rage, and they approached the walls with ladders on their backs, and then began to climb.

The Berserkers of the Norscars were fierce, and although they were not armoured, their heavy battle axes killed bands of militia with each swing.

The battle axe slashed the unarmored units with great effect, and the only knights who could deal with the walls could not climb the city walls, because they had not practiced the military training of dismounting for foot combat, and the general of Leonis rushed out of the city gate with his army after a simple calculation.

The knights of the kingdom of Leonis formed a cavalry spear formation, chanting the name of Lilith, the goddess of the lake, and rushed towards the main formation of Nosca, only to see that in an instant, three teams of Norsca elite spearmen were directly washed down in two rows!

If the battle continues, the knight's chances of victory will be great, but if there is no Norscar troll coming from behind.

These screaming, armed with huge mallets, surrounded from behind, these sturdy, about five meters tall Norscan trolls had just rushed into the knights' formation, and every time the hammer in their hands was dropped, it caused a large number of deaths for the knights in front of them.

Blood splattered in midair, and the knights of Leonis soon collapsed.

Because, Leonis has been taken down by Ulfrik.

When the flag of Nosca, a symbol of death, had been raised from the walls of Leonis, the whole of Leonis was plunged into terror.

Ufrik sneered: "Kill a group of humans first, and use them to sacrifice the great snake god!" ”

………… Gorgeous dividing line............

The news that the only castle in the northern steppes of Bretonnia had been captured by a Norscan army soon spread throughout Bretonnia.

However, the name of the Holy War was not seen, as most of the knights had already traveled to Cologne to negotiate the future of Bretonnia.

Ufrik looked around his surroundings and felt very satisfied, in this grassland, one by one humans were tied to crosses, their bellies pulled apart, and propped up in the form of blood ravens.

This brutal aesthetic was in keeping with the Norsca aesthetic, but it also brought heavy disaster to Bretonnia.