Meanwhile, on the other side of the sea, five fleets gathered in a hidden fjord, and Skoll jumped out of the boat first, saying to the remaining four Yar like bosses, "How about it, do you have any ideas for this battle?"

Noddy was a little annoyed, but replied anyway, "I discussed it with the boss, and the plan was roughly like this." So saying, he took out a parchment map from the bag at his waist and spread it out on the beach. This map is very unique, the illustrations and handwriting on it are burned out of fur with red-hot iron bars, although this kind of map is expensive, but the advantage is that even if it is soaked in seawater, it will not be blurred, and it is quite easy to preserve, which is very suitable for these people who run on the sea all year round.

He nodded on a crescent-shaped island, "Here we are," and then, with his fingers, he traced a not-so-wide area of the sea, drew a circle on another island, and continued, "And this is the territory of the fangs, not too far from where we are." And my plan is that, firstly, the armies of two tribes will hide here, and the other three tribes will raid the settlements of the 'Hunting Fang' tribe. Their aim was not to plunder, but to lure back the main force of the 'Tooth Hunters'. ”

"And then two other tribes raided from behind, right? Sofina nodded, "Sure enough, it's a good plan." ”

"Not really. Nordi shook his head, "Don't underestimate Yar of 'Tooth Hunting', after all, he is also a tyrant of the Black Sea, and he can't think of such a simple tactic." So, we have to go one more set. ”

"How?"

"When their main fleet attacked, the two tribes attacked as usual, but the three tribes that were looting in front of them quickly broke up, creating the illusion of a mismatch, and then everyone fled to the sea in a chaotic manner. As he spoke, he swiped his hand again, pointing to a blank space.

"Here... It's a very empty, calm sea," Gabit's "Cold Claw" station seems to be nearby, and he knows that sea area very well, "The environment there is relatively stable, and it is a good choice for a decisive battle, but... He glanced at Nordi suspiciously, "If you're going to go straight to it, you don't have to make it so troublesome." ”

"Definitely. Nordy replied, "My brother Norton and Boss Mu have set up an ambush in that area, and at the very least, we can throw the 'Tooth Hunter' fleet into chaos, so that our chances of victory will be a little higher." ”

"Ambush?" Garbett looked at him with a foolish expression, "an ambush in an open sea?" ”

"Of course," Nordi smiled mysteriously, "have you forgotten how we got to the Great Clan?"

Everyone was stunned, they knew that "Frost Swallow" defeated the strong with the weak, but they didn't know anything about the specific details. At least, the waters where the two sides are at war are not dangerous.

"Since you're sure, let's not talk much. "So, who goes ashore and who ambushes?"

"Haha, we're going to ambush the 'Shark'. Skoll laughed, "I'll leave the resources of the tribe to you." ”

"Our 'bloody' too," Sofina hurriedly answered, "Our tribe is relatively strong, and we can just leave it to us in the face of such a dangerous matter as the main fleet." ”

MD, shameless! This is the common reaction of the other three Yar.

Robbery, it seems that it is indeed very profitable, but it is also the one who is the one who is robbed. As the saying goes, "rotten ships also have three-pound nails", such as the "Hunting Teeth", such a top tribe, even the old, weak, sick and disabled in the garrison are a force to be reckoned with, not to mention how can they not even have the slightest defense? Therefore, it is foreseeable that the landing battle will definitely not be an easy raiding journey. Moreover, according to the plan, they had to wait here until they came into contact with the main fleet of the "Tooth Hunter", and during this time, the strength of the three of them had been depleted. On the contrary, the two ambushes barely fought at all, and even if they faced the main fleet, they only symbolically blocked it, and then retreated. So, on the contrary, they lose less. However, Nord's rule has always been that whoever has the biggest fist speaks. Therefore, even if they are not satisfied with this arrangement, the three can only endure it.

Skoll glanced at the silent Jarl with satisfaction, snorted proudly, and then said in a loud voice, "So, let's take the last step before we set out." ”

The rest of the Yar looked at each other, seeing the anger and helplessness in each other's eyes, but finally stood up straight and regained their serious expressions. Only Sofina grumbled and stepped away, "Really, I've never hated my woman's body so much as I do now. ”

Skoll cleared his throat and stood in front of the crowd, shouting loudly, "Great God King, Skoll of your people 'Shark' is here to offer sacrifice!"

With that, the five captives were escorted by the warriors of the Shark to the beach, one in front of each king's ship. These captives were all tall and sturdy warriors, even when they were tied, they were still struggling, and even almost broke free from the guards. However, the guards were not vegetarians, and they kicked the captives in the crook of their knees, and the five of them fell to their knees involuntarily.

"God King, may you send your people into battle with loving eyes, may your divine power inspire our strength, may your spirit strengthen our will!"

Then, despite the captive's struggles, a flag-bearer from each tribe's ranks ran out and planted their respective battle flags on the beach behind the captives.

"Here, I would like to dedicate to you five brave souls, may their courage win your attention. ”

The guard, who was standing behind the captive, stepped on the captive's back and held him firmly to the ground, while the other pulled out the tomahawk behind his back and raised it high.

"Accept their souls, O God-King!"

Poof! The axe fell, and the five heads rolled down on the beach, and their scattered eyes were still full of unwillingness and anger. The remaining body also lost the last trace of persistence, and fell limply to the ground, the blood splattered in the neck stained the gentle waves.

"May the icy sea breeze convey our surging fighting spirit, may the blood of the enemy guide our attack, and may the surging waves carry us to victory. ”

After reciting the last prayer, Skoll waved his hand, "Get on board!"

The warriors moved, except for Nodi and Sofina who let out a sigh. Sofina only regretted that she could not participate in this festival that only men could witness, and Nordi, who was purely bloody, and "civilized people" like him, who lived in the civilized world all year round, had long been unaccustomed to many meaningless behaviors in the Nord tradition, such as this festival. Still, he quickly climbed onto his king's ship. According to a historian whose fate is unknown, it is likely that the Virginians are of the same origin as the Nords, after all, they are also tall and strong, with golden hair, and are almost indistinguishable from the Nords except for the pale green pupils of the eyes.

Of course, it is not known exactly where the Virgians were born, but according to the history recorded by the Ryrdians, they first appeared from across the northernmost snowy mountains, then settled on the coast of Živakōtse and the nearby snowfields, and gradually developed an independent civilization, the Kingdom of Virgia.

The food source of the Virgians was mainly hunting, with limited agriculture. Due to the needs of the cold climate, as well as the driving force of hunting technology, the leather making technology of the Vigians was quite developed. Agriculture, on the other hand, developed more slowly after the establishment of the Kallad Empire.

The pinnacle of the Virginian civilization was the Korad Empire, a country that occupied almost the entire continent. Actually, if you really want to talk about it, Kalad should be considered a dualistic empire, ruled by the Ryordians and the Virgians.

However, it was also during this period that the process of integration of the two peoples began, and the culture of Virgia began to be infiltrated by the culture of Ryrdian, and at the same time, due to the movement of the population, the number of mestizos increased. So, even if there are a lot of Virgians with light brown hair, the real number is normal.

Most of the Rhodoks in people's mouths now are a mixture of Rhodoks and Rjordians, and most of the pure-blooded Rhodoks are submerged at the bottom of society.

The Rhodoks are actually also indigenous to Calradia, but they live in the mountains and live in the form of tribes, which is also a fairly primitive civilization. Truth be told, the name Rhodok wasn't even given to them, but to the people of Ryordian.

Later, the Rhodok people were conquered by the Ryordian people and existed as a slave race, and it was for such an extremely cruel reason that the national consciousness slowly awakened. It's just that this hasn't changed anything, and their lives are still miserable. And the glorious Rhodoc civilization was also developed by the Ryordian people who stole this name.

The word Rhodoc originates from the word "supreme" in the Rhodoc indigenous language, whose tribe is still in the stage of totem worship. When the ignorant Rhodoks saw incomprehensible but powerful forces such as wildfires, thunder and lightning, they would call them Rhodok. Later, it was the lords who began to investigate the culture of the natives for the sake of justifiable independence, and then mistook Rhodok for a god and developed a new faith.

The Rhodok people have black hair and black eyes, and are relatively short, ranging from 1.6 to 1.7 meters for males and only about 1.5 metres for females.

On the islands where the "Tooth Hunters" are stationed, the people of the tribe still live a routine life. There are so many archipelagos on the Black Sea, and the clans will not settle permanently on one island. After all, the resources on the island are limited, and they are not enough to spend the entire tribe. So, once the resources on an island are depleted, they will board a longship and go in search of the next island, or the next prey. This is also the origin of the traditional Nord house, the ship-shaped longhouse. Their entire house was built on an upside-down longship, which would turn into a fishing boat or even a warship if needed.

The island occupied by the "Tooth Hunter" is not small, and there is a small hill in the middle, which makes the island quite rich in resources, and even more rare, there are valuable metal veins. It is also for this reason that the "Tooth Hunter" tribe has been living in this garrison for a long time, which is why Nodi can quickly determine the location of the garrison

Just off the coast of the island, a family of three is rowing a small boat, dragging fishing nets, cruising leisurely on the waves, where the fish are quite abundant, and this casual net can make their boat full of salted fish. An old man with gray hair struggles to pull the net, while his wife and his little grandson slowly swing the oars. After his son was married, he took his daughter-in-law and divided the family, and now he should row that little boat and follow Yar's fleet and go out on his own.

This is also one of the Nord traditions, every man will build a longboat with his own hands before starting a family, and this longship will accompany the man for the rest of his life. After getting married, it will serve as a love nest for himself and his wife in the future, and spend a good night together. When the child is born, it can serve as a warm cradle, and after he has completely lost his strength, he will also lie in this boat, slowly drifting to the place where he is buried, and at this time, if his wife is still there, he will generally be with him, ten fingers interlocked, while recalling the past of the two, while slowly falling into eternal sleep.

The longship may be the only romance of the fierce Nords.

In recent times, young men and women have been on the battlefield with frequent wars, and their offspring, who have no power to protect themselves, are left to be raised by the elders who remain behind, and at the same time teach the Nords all the skills they need.

The old man asked the little grandson to look at it with wide eyes, and then he screamed, and pulled his hands hard, and the water surface suddenly splashed one by one, and then, the strong fishing net entangled with the lively fish and shrimp was pulled onto the boat by the old man. The seafood shaken off the net covered the bottom of the boat, and the little grandson cheered excitedly.

The old man puffed out his muscles proudly, then squatted down, humming an old ballad while untying the fish and shrimp from the net, and it was no surprise that today was another bumper harvest. To be honest, every day I can catch endless seafood, firewood, and clothing, and from time to time, the parents of the children will bring back a lot of trophies. To be honest, there is really nothing to complain about these days. Apart from... He glanced at his little grandson, who was rowing happily, and couldn't help sighing, except that this kid was a little soft, and he didn't look like a Nord at all. However, he is not worried at all, when the child grows up a little more and can handle the axe, as long as he gets on the longship, the cowardly sissy will also be trained to be a tough guy of steel.

The old man was busy when he suddenly heard the little grandson shouting, "Grandpa, boat!"

The old man raised his head, and sure enough, a dense shadow of sails appeared in the fog on the sea level, and it seemed that it was a large fleet.

"Ha, it seems that your parents are back," the old man touched his grandson's head and said with a smile, "Let's go, let's see what good things they bring back!"

"Okay!" The grandson immediately became excited, and his rowing hand couldn't help but be a little faster, provoking the grandmother in the back to keep shouting to slow down! Indeed, they never thought that anyone would dare to seek the bad luck of the powerful "Tooth Hunter" tribe.

As the two sides got closer, the old man's face turned pale in an instant. The opposite flotilla had the marks of three clans, but none of them were "hunting fangs". With such a huge fleet and heavily armed warships, it is self-evident what they want to do at their doorstep.

He slapped his grandson on the head who was still rowing excitedly, and regardless of the grievances of the little grandson, he shouted loudly, "Turn around quickly, run away!"

However, it was too late, the fleet quickly approached, and then, from the longship, a rain of secret arrows was sprinkled. The old man who was standing was the first to be hit by the arrow, and fell backwards with a scream, while the old woman, with a cry of sorrow, rushed forward, pressed the little grandson under him, and then snorted a few times and never moved again. The little grandson was completely frightened and stupid, and only shrunk into a ball in his grandmother's arms, shivering.

I don't know how long later, grandma's body was removed, and the bright light sprinkled into his eyes again, he opened his eyes tremblingly, but saw a hideous big face, he just wanted to scream, but his throat was choked, and then he was picked up like a chicken. He suddenly felt a suffocation, and his whole body twitched aimlessly in fear.

"Hey, boss, I found a little cub!" the man laughed.

"MD, deal with it quickly, do you still want to catch him back and raise him?"

"Yes, yes!"

Poof, the little grandson was slammed on the board, his consciousness was in a trance, and when his vision was clear again, he saw the man wielding a big axe and slashing it down. This time, the scream in his throat finally broke out, but after a click, the screaming stopped abruptly, and the sea breeze, with the smell of blood and stench, fell on the man's face.

"Cut, that's a bad deal. The man covered his nose and picked one of the fish that had just been caught that was still bouncing, ignoring the blood stuck to it, and bit it down.