The southernmost point of Sweden, the Skåna region.

Early in the morning, it was foggy.

An old man got up before dawn, turned his neck and body, and then discarded the soft silk cloth and put on a coarse linen garment.

The hair and face are also greased, which will make the aging body look more energetic.

When the maid approached, he pushed away, "Get out, you all think I'm old, I'll show you how wrong you are." ”

"What's wrong with you!"

A woman with a fair face approached, he was one of the old man's lovers, whom he had snatched from the banks of the Seine one year.

There is a big age gap between her and the old man, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is a grandchild.

On weekdays, she is very favored, and she will have a share of the treasure that Viking leaders from all over the world come to pay tribute to the old man.

Her house was filled with gems and skins from Ireland to Khitan.

"Fool, bring me my cowhide boots, and the sword that my father left me, I'll go and wait in person today, there has been no news about the war in the west for so long, and I don't know what happened?"

The woman was yelled at and hurriedly complied.

After a while, the old man finished changing his clothes, he looked at the glass mirror with low resolution, touched the trimmed goatee, and walked out of the manor house with satisfaction.

On every large house in the manor, there are idols of the gods Thor and Odin, who shelter them from disease, famine and war.

At this time, the old man had a golden axe in his waist and a "white Viking sword" of an old age on his back.

This area is the old man's manor, and there are rows of houses along the way, and when they see him, they come out one after another to greet him.

"Father."

"Chief."

"Your Majesty."

Different people, shouting different names.

There are his illegitimate sons and grandchildren, there are old subordinates who followed him when he was young and are now seriously injured and dying, and some ...... He couldn't remember clearly, but they were all the ones he was sheltering anyway.

Since five years ago, he has become more and more uncertain about the things around him.

But he can't be noticed that he is old and his head is hard, otherwise those seemingly docile subordinates and sons will immediately jump up and challenge their authority.

No, he hasn't been to sea in the past few years, and what he said, his sons, as well as the leaders in the distance, don't pay much attention to it.

"Damn it!"

scolded while walking, and he didn't appreciate the beautiful scenery along the way.

Blue sky and white clouds, green trees and red flowers.

It's summer, and in a little while, when summer turns to autumn, the fruit trees of the Skåna region will be dyed with colour.

The fruits of Sweden are called by name, and they are all here.

It is vast and wide, and it is rich in food.

At the cost of 3,000 casualties, he sat firmly in the rule of this place.

But after living for a long time, he was used to being comfortable, he even trembled with a sword, drilled into a woman's belly every day, gave birth to a large family, and his ambition decreased day and night.

"I regret it!" The old man said to a guard bushido beside him.

"Your Majesty?"

"If I hadn't fought here, I wouldn't have degenerated into a hedonist. If I go to England, to the Franks, to the Mediterranean, to Jerusalem, the holy place for Catholics, my reputation will be many times greater!"

Ragnar came to the foot of a tower, and walked up.

Looking far away, waiting for the port to enter the ship, on the one hand, he was bored and said to the samurai beside him, "Boy, have you been to Constantine?"

"No, but my father, who went to the head of 'Hestein' back then, said that it was the 'city that never falls', and the luxury of the nobles is beyond imagination." The young samurai was proud.

Those who can protect the elderly are not low in status, and their origins are at least at the level of a small noble.

"Hestein is good, and of all the Viking chieftains, I am the most optimistic about him, and he is more filial to me than my sons...... I went to Constantine once, when I was in the coastal slave market, and I bought a 'Crescent Monk' who had been exiled from Baghdad to King's Castle.

He told me that further east of Jerusalem there was a great city called 'Baghdad,' which was not inferior to the king's fort.

It is a paradise on earth, with a golden cathedral, artificial fountain gardens, and all kinds of exotic animals and flowers.

The 'Sultan' - that is, their king, has a ring in his hand, which is said to be bigger than an egg!

I also snatched a shipload of strange black fruits, which were soaked in water, and had a strong aroma, also from Baghdad, which was full of mystery, power, and prosperity, and I really wanted to go there and drink that 'black water' again.

Also, their monk was very brave, and I forced the monk to convert to 'Odin and Thor', you know what he said?

He spat at me and said, 'There is no god but Allah!'"

"Baghdad? Blackwater?" The young samurai had a yearning for the East.

A few years ago, he was excited to join the Berserkers.

In the hearts of countless Viking boys, King Ragnar, who has the blood of the Sea King, is protected by the gods and will go to Valhalla after death.

Here, eat and drink well, and the status is revered.

The leaders of various places automatically paid tribute, and he almost forgot the taste of killing.

Today, King Ragnar was in high spirits and chatted a lot with the young warriors.

But after waiting for a day, the ships and ports were all cargo ships or leaders who came to pay tribute.

Come with the excitement and return with the defeat.

"Your Majesty, come back tomorrow, the sea breeze is cold."

"What is this, when I was twelve years old, I boarded the boat with the adults, and the waves beat up, three meters, no, at least five meters, ten meters!"

Ha Qiu!

Ragnar sneezed a few times and reluctantly returned to the manor's main house.

His estate was larger than the Earl's Castle.

There are forests, farms, artificial lakes, and pastures in the surrounding area.

If you want to hunt, you can pick up a bow at any time and go in for fun.

Whatever you want to eat, all kinds of fruits and wheat and rice in the field, as well as artificially cultivated beehives, will be served as soon as possible. ”

It seems that for the rest of his life, when he has little left, he just needs to have fun until he dies.

On a large and spacious table, there are sweet pigeons, swans, roast rabbits, cereal, apples, beef......

The servants and the samurai stood, and the bastard and the lover, and without his orders, they were not qualified to eat with him.

He has countless children, but he feels extremely lonely at the moment.

"Call him and sit down." Ragnar asked the butler to summon the samurai who had accompanied him in the morning to the table.

When the warrior arrived, he saluted Ragnar respectfully and sat down.

"You go down too." Ragnar shouted back to the butler, and there were only two left.

The samurai immediately got up and tried to pour Ragnar wine.

"Sit down, you eat yours."

Ragnar tore a roast rabbit directly with his hand and gnawed it, his greasy beard all over the place.

"My father died when I was very young. At that time, it was my younger brother 'Rollo' who was sitting next to me and eating together. ”

"Walker—Your Majesty Rollo!" The samurai put down his food, swallowed it quickly, and shouted "Your Majesty" as a sign of his respect for the Ragnars.

The title of Walker refers to the fact that Rollo once led people from the coastal area of North Francia all the way south, covering half of Francia, and the Frankish knights could not catch up, and finally let him retreat safely, thus obtaining this great title.

"This bastard, when my mother left, everything in the house was sold for the funeral, I gave him the only pair of pants, and I went out naked!"

Later, I gave him all that was good to eat and drink, and I went west to England so many times, but whoever traveled with him, whatever he contributed, half of my booty was given to him.

But he heeded the rumors of the other Viking chiefs that I would not give him a chance to come ahead, and secretly turned his back on me and went to sea with a part of his people, and when I knew that he was caught by the Frankish warriors at 'the Seine', I immediately gathered my men and ransomed him.

The First Clan

Without me, the king of the Franks would be afraid of him? Give him a Duke of Normandy? Will the princess take a fancy to his horse face?

Without me, wouldn't the other Viking leaders dare attack Normandy?

He turned his back on the god Odin and went to the Lord, and you know how long I was uncomfortable?

I wept for him and prayed for him at the Uppsalam Golden Temple, and held a great human sacrifice in the hope of atoning for his sins......"

Ragnar sipped his wine, then fell silent.

The samurai did not dare to ask more, and Ragnar drank, so he drank, tore the food and put it in his mouth, and he did the same.

"The second person to sit next to me to eat was my first wife, Lagertha, who gave birth to my eldest son, Hafdan, and my third son, Sigurd, and was also the mother of my two daughters and one son, who died young."

Speaking of his first wife, Ragnar's eyes fell into confusion.

"Lagertha Chief!"

The Viking region, the best shield maiden in a hundred years, the samurai have heard of it, but they have never seen the real face.

He raised his glass, touched it with King Ragnar, and said, "I hope that my future wife will also be a wonderful and powerful shieldmaiden. ”

"Fool, find someone so fierce, otherwise sometimes you don't want it, but she takes a stick, knocks you out, and then uses a rope to tie you with the wooden post next to the door, and you sit on the ground in a daze, and when you see her enter, you lift your skirt and ......"

Fueled by the alcohol, the samurai became emboldened and laughed wildly at Ragnar's words.

"She's a good woman, really good, but she's too assertive, I'm Ragnar, and the women of the whole North Sea look up to me, what if I find a few lovers, she ran away with my children for a few years, and mixed with other chiefs, and she, like Rollo, is sorry for me!"

"Your Majesty, the leader of Lagertha is so good, why are you looking for another woman?"

Ragnar spilled his half-drunk glass, and the samurai was drenched.

"In which Viking chieftain's house have you seen a wine cup with only one glass?

Who doesn't have three, four, five, dozens of glasses to pour over?"

"That'...... What about the third?"

"I thought about it, and I kind of forgot...... There's the king of Northumbria, England, yes, the father of the current king of Ella, who drank with me, and I spent the lives of two hundred warrior captives for a treasure that could drive people crazy, and emptied him of everything.

Hahaha.

Also, the king and chief of Ireland...... Who else...... Hey, they're all dead, dead, and in a few years, no one will know how terrible I am, and how glorious I once were. ”

The samurai was awakened by the phrase "all dead" and immediately sat down.

I actually treat this king of ragnar as an ordinary old man who brags about the past!

Damn, damn it!

Ragnar didn't pay attention to the samurai's movements, he looked at the water in the wine glass, and shook it gently with his hand, whether the wine wanted to be spilled or not.

He saw the drink as the vicious waves of the North Sea.

The body, which was originally warmed by wine, was suddenly cold and biting.

"I am from the sea, and I am the king of prophecy!"

He roared, and the red-faced samurai quickly knelt down.

"The last time I returned from Uppsalam, the prophetic priests told me that the 'flames' would devour everything, and that I was invincible as long as I did not go ashore to kill the enemy."

The samurai didn't know what to do, so he said "um".

"But I want to see, which flame is it? The Seven Kingdoms of Britain are all rubbish, their ancestors were, they were, and so did their descendants.

I will never grow old, and my 'White Flame Sword' will create countless legends!"

But an accidental fire of human error burned out hundreds of my warships docked on the shore, and the voices questioning me began to spread!

Of the five legitimate children whom I have brought up with my affection and have been rewarded with countless land treasures, only Bjorn, the youngest, is willing to help me, and even go on an early expedition to England.

The last time he sent back a letter told me that the Kingdom of Kent had been conquered by him and was facing the Triple Coalition of England.

But it's not terrible.

East Anglia was led by a woman,

Mercia and Wessex are young nobles who have not grown up,

Perhaps this autumn, as soon as I arrive in England, I will be the king of Ragnar of England!

The eldest Hafdan and the third Sigurd just want to rule Denmark forever,

The second Yin Val and the fourth Uba, nostalgic for the scenery and women of Ireland,

These four boys have divided seventy percent of my land, and are happy to kill each other and calculate.

Björn, who is least favored by me, is defending my reputation,

I'm not even sure if he's the child of my third wife?"

"Ahh When the samurai heard the shocking secret, he was not right.

"I've drunk too much, don't tell anyone." Ragnar burped.

The samurai hurriedly said yes.

"Go and get my sword."

Ragnar compared the sword on the shelf, and the samurai got up to get it.

He saw two fiery images on the white scabbard, and respectfully brought them to Ragnar.

"One man, one sword, separate and penniless."

Ragnar recited this Viking proverb and slowly pulled his hand away, "The flame of the god Odin is added to this sword, killing the infidels, it can stimulate divine power, but it ......"

"But?"

Brush!

Ragnar slashed at him, and the samurai fell, not even having time to make a sound of pain.

"But with the blood of the Viking warriors, it can awaken its glory even more!"

Only the dead can keep secrets.

Ragnar looked at the immobile warrior and made a decision, before this winter, he would set foot in England, and then summon the English lord in Wessex.

If the men are disobedient, they will be imprisoned and expelled,

The son was disobedient and beat him badly,

The enemy was disobedient and crushed his bones and scattered.

I, Ragnar, am back!

……

……

"What!"

"Your Excellency, on July 15, the battle was over, and the Triple Alliance was victorious.

Mercia and Wessex each sent a thousand men, a total of two thousand, and a thousand eighteen hundred men from Shanghai Stein and Björn.

A fierce battle broke out between the two sides on a plain, and at first, the Vikings were victorious, and the left flank, led by the infantry led by Haystein, broke through Alfred's center flank, but the seven hundred troops of the left queen, arrived in time and outflanked from behind.

The queen brought a large number of riders, and the battlefield terrain was open, which was conducive to charging.

They fought to the death, and finally broke the Vikings' shield, Hestein and Bjorn were both wounded, Bjorn's two sons were also captured, and the coalition forces captured the Viking leaders by name, as many as twelve.

Within Haizhen, Orlan listened to a big battle that had been settled ten days ago

"The queen of the left cheek? Cavalry charge?" Orlan was a little surprised.

In the past, when I heard the news about the queen of the left face, it was all some ridiculous jokes.

"This woman is so ruthless?"