165. Hafdan was defeated

The flames of vengeance have made Orlan lose his mind.

The strength of his body kept draining, and every swing of the sword made his heart beat faster.

The excitement brought by the slashing made him want to stop.

It's fun to kill.

The fallen corpse fueled his anger even more.

He can still kill!

Keng--

When slashing someone, Orlan swept his sword over, first striking the round shield in the man's hand, and the sharp immortal sword boasted a long mark before continuing to press.

"Be careful!"

Kunsang had been paying attention to Oran, and when he saw someone shooting arrows at Orlan's back, he directly raised a square shield that could fit half a person's height, and rushed over to the front.

The flying arrow was taken by Kunsang, and Oran had no worries, as long as he focused on the insects in front of him.

Poof.

When the Immortal Sword slashed another man, the man's blood stained his armor red, and even flew through the ventilated part of the helmet into his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he angrily raised his sword and stabbed the corpse again.

Rumble!

Around Oran, some of the Vikings, who had not had time to form a shield formation and were run over by hospital riders with horses, began to flee.

But the smoke from the forest could not enter again, so it could only force its way directly in the direction of Oran.

But the Orlan side is all open ground, and there is no object to cover it.

"Fight to the end! Don't be a coward!"

The leader of the team raised his sword, but in an instant, he was smashed by a flying axe, and if the round shield in his hand was a little later, then a big hole would be broken between his eyes.

The leader had the remaining Vikings gather together to form a final shield array.

One more second is a second, and one more person is a person.

Thor, the great Odin, and the heroes of Valhalla, here we are!"

Seeing this, Orlan suddenly became tired, he took off his visor and greedily breathed in the fresh air outside.

The hand was so heavy, as if it didn't belong to him, he couldn't swing the immortal sword anymore, and his will to fight cooled down.

At this time, the men and horses led by Frank also felt that there were twenty people, and they took a shortcut and galloped all the way.

As he approached the forest, he smelled the smoke of fire, and the blood that belonged to men.

He kept the team on guard, and in fact, he approached Orlan just as he started, but deliberately slowed down, delaying for nearly ten minutes before appearing.

"Your Excellency, this is a good battle."

When Frank appeared, he asked his men to help the Hospital Riders and surround the last Viking Seven.

Orlan looked at Frank coldly, "You're blocking my view!"

"Ahh

Frank was robbed by the bad words and had to take a few steps to the side.

Then Orlan shouted, "Crossbowman." ”

The shield formation of seven people, as long as a few rounds of arrow rain beckoned, three more people fell, and then the formation dispersed.

They ran away, some throwing their tomahawks, others swords, slashing at the nearest target.

Fifteen seconds later, each of the seven collapsed in a different position.

1 to 5 battle damage.

The Orlan side lost eight men, and all forty Vikings were destroyed.

Orlan remembered the gaffe just now, moved his fingers to call the little fat man over, and then slapped his shoulder with the blood-red palm, "It's up to you to take care of the aftermath, dear Mayor Frank, my most faithful companion." ”

"Yes, Your Excellency." There was absolutely no room for discussion in Frank.

When Oran returned to the castle, he felt like his body was going to be hollowed out.

His immortal sword almost collapsed, this is not a holy sword, if it is cut again, it will be broken into two just now.

The blacksmith immediately came to him and took it and repaired it.

The heads of the Vikings were also brought back and thrown in front of the square, where they were burned by a fire.

Vikings weren't scary, and Orlan was instilling that in them.

Riders who survived, were honored.

Ålan promised them that as soon as the war was over, he would ask the king for a share of their land.

Orlan didn't say exactly what the reward would be, but he already had a goal in mind - Frank's territory.

This son of a prostitute is not qualified to sit in the position of county magistrate, and should be given to his subordinates.

you.

As he stepped into the resting room, a voice flashed through his head.

"Your vassal' Nanding. Vijay', an innegligible victory, the White Eagle Lord's military prestige has followed his bravery to make the nobles of Wessex aware of your greatness. ”

Didn't Nanding go to deliver the letter?

Oran didn't know what had happened until four days later.

It turned out that on the way to deliver the letter, Nanding's team came across "White-shirted Halfdan" coming ashore from Hastings.

The Vikings were accustomed to invading at the end of summer, and they were most familiar with the North Ocean Currents at this time.

In the coming and going months, there will be autumn harvest time, and this group of Ansa sheep will have more room than before.

So summer is their usual time to go out.

But no matter how familiar the currents are, sailing the sea with such an unsheltered dragon boat will produce losses every time, more or less.

Ragnar landed unharmed this time, but he ran out of luck with his family

A force of six hundred men led by his son, White-shirted Hafdan.

It was divided into two landings, each with three hundred men.

But the first wave of ships encountered a storm at sea, and a third of the people sank directly to the bottom.

The other two-thirds, hungry and tired, finally came ashore, but ran into the Ansar army of Nanding.

One hundred and fifty people who recuperate and go to fight the Viking soldiers who have half a life left.

The final result was that on the Ansar side, with a one-to-two battle loss, Hafdan was captured in the first wave of landing......

It would be a few days before the full information of the battle would be returned.

But at this time, Oran immersion prompts.

Because his military center of gravity has broken through!

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Defender (5.2/10) – Master Defender.

Perception Point (5.0) - When you reach 5, you can choose to trigger abilities such as Warrior, Swordsman, Hunter, Knight, etc.

As one of the seven most powerful lords under the Sea King, Halfdan took him and directly helped Orlan gain a large number of insight points.

Four illustrations, knight, hunter, swordsman, wrestler.

Equestrian ability, Orlan felt that it was enough at the moment, and it was impossible for him to chase the enemy for hundreds of miles all the time.

The archery ability, this short- and medium-range killing ability, is not what he urgently needs.

Between the wrestler and the swordsman, he hesitated for a long time, and finally chose the swordsman.

Silver Sword Diagram - Swordsman: Enhance the actual combat experience of swordsmanship.

When this diagram was triggered, Oran's whole body twitched, and then he couldn't stop regurgitating......

His brain hurts, and a lot of fighting scenes emerge.

This kind of rough and direct indoctrination can make the body's nerves remember and let his reactions keep up.

This time it hurts even more and more uncomfortably than the last time the "defenders" did.

"Your Excellency!" After the servant who heard the movement rushed in, he saw Oran, whose body was trembling, and hurriedly called someone over.

Oran's eyes contracted violently, and the monks hurried over to prepare for bloodletting......

"If you dare to open a wound for Your Excellency, I will chop your body to pieces!"

When Kunsang came in, he ordered the castle to be put on guard.

Oran had told Kunsang that if he suddenly fell ill (his ability increased), he would send someone to stay by his side.

Oran's words, Kunsang was convinced.

After an hour or so, Oran finally woke up and let out a long breath.

He felt empowered and coordinated.

As he clenched his fists, the joints snapped.

Kunsang carefully helped Orlan to his feet and asked, "Are you alright?"

"Kunsang, I'm going to kill people, I'm going to kill more Vikings."

Tens of thousands of sword-swinging scenes flashed through my mind just now, and hundreds of fierce battles.

With the addition of defenders and swordsmen, Orlan feels that if he holds a sword now, he has entered the state of a master who can both attack and defend.

One of the romances of men is fighting.

He wanted to grab another Viking boss to improve his abilities......

When Oran walked out of the hall, the soldiers of the hospital regiment outside the house finally breathed a sigh of relief.

That night, Oran celebrates the killing of so many Vikings and asks the kitchen to take out all the wine, to Conglize's chagrin.

The equipment stolen from the Vikings was enough to make up for the battle damage.

So Orlan had the belongings they had found returned to the looted villages, and recruited more than a dozen militiamen.

"To England."

In the hall, Orlan raised his glass first, and then the crowd followed suit as they watched him take his first sip.

The swordsman also increased his strength a lot, not to mention making up for the strength he had lost in the morning, and increasing it by more than a third.

Previously, his shortcomings were in the area of strength, even if his defensive ability was improved, he couldn't hold out for too long in the face of too strong masters.

But now there is an increase in body coordination, and there is a significant increase in strength and speed.

The wine glass in his hand became lighter, and the gaze of the other person also increased the pride.

Are you worthy to drink at the same table with me?

Rubbish!

Orlan began to hallucinate, and at this time, he still didn't understand what effect would his personality have on improving his physical combat ability in the short term.

Except for him and the soldiers of the White Eagle Leader, the other nobles were very depressed.

From time to time, a woman's screams were heard, it was Gliese's sister, the mad woman.

After finishing his meal, Oran entered the woman's room.

I saw that she was tied to a chair, and the servants used ropes to restrain her behavior, but they did not dare to hurt her too much.

This time she was really insane, and it was terrifying.

Oran looked at the food on the floor, looked at her body, which was thinner than last time, called out to the maid, moved a chair closer, and then took the food on the table.

He forcefully opened the woman's mouth and forcibly poured the porridge down.

The woman still bit Oran this time, but she couldn't do much damage to him who had improved his physical fitness.

The two were at a stalemate for a long time, and the hours passed quickly...... Oran finally let go of the discomfort of lifting his body.

That's why he's so passionate about taking care of this woman.

At this time, the woman did not resist as fiercely as earlier, and her sanity regained somewhat.

The carpet had been wet with untold amounts of porridge water, and the servant brought another bowl, and Oran drank it at last during the twelfth feeding.

"Such a great husband as I am, feed you all night, and you should remember it."

"Look at what the hell you look like."

After saying these two words, Oran's eyelids increased, and finally sat down opposite the woman and fell asleep slowly.

Outside, the servant who took care of Oran, kept the door ajar so that he would not be harmed.

As Orlan fell asleep, the soldier widened the opening of the door, and at last he saw the odd couple, each sleeping in their chairs.

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Five days later, the news of Nanding's heroic defeat of Hafdan returned, and Kunsang was so jealous that he almost killed someone to vent his anger.

But three days later, the Southern Military Department came back with another piece of news that made Orlan extremely dissatisfied.

Alfred led someone to rob Halfdan!

Rumors come and go, and Oran can only wait for Nanding to come back and ask him what happened.

In mid-October, Ragnar landed in East Anglia and continued until early November.

There were no large-scale battles, but medium battles of less than 500 men, and small-scale battles of less than 100 men emerged one after another.

The news of the three kings in the north swore that they would not talk to the Vikings was scattered.

As long as the nobles on both sides meet, they almost always end in the destruction of the other side.

The sheep have endured for a hundred years, and the time has come for the horned wolf.

On November 8, Ragnar installed a puppet king of East Anglia, who was the queen's cousin but was not recognized by any of the Ansa towns.

Orlan ushered in his highlight moment, and his swordsmanship flourished on the battlefield.

He accepted Ella's conscription, cooperated with the queen's army, and captured the young and cowardly thirteen-year-old puppet king directly on the battlefield.

The queen wanted to let him go, but Oran said, "The great enmity of life and death, only God can forgive, this kid voted for the Viking elder, that is, our enemy, which lord on the scene has not been hurt by the Vikings?" If there is a word, stand up and ask him to forgive. ”

The audience was unharmed, and then Oran looked at the young man, "Put him in a sack and let the Lord judge him!"

The method of trial was also very simple, he was thrown from a seven-meter high watchtower three times in a row.

When he opened it, Orlan simply said, "The Lord did not forgive him. ”

He killed the Queen's relatives and acted arbitrarily, and rumors about him grew.

On November 12, the Three Kingdoms of the Northern Army issued the highest mobilization order.

Oran led the men back to Northumbria, where they drafted a letter to the Scottish lords in the name of the king and the court, asking them to help defend the north coast and prevent the Vikings of Ireland from being killed from the north.

At the same time, an edict against thieves was drafted.

He used the most expensive and finest lambskins, written in Latin, native English, Frankish, and other languages.

The vellum was tied with gold ornaments, and after it was written, it was not stamped with wax, but with the golden seal of the White Eagle and the seal of King Ella.

It is full of the brutality of the Vikings, the heroic resistance of the king and the nobles, and calls on all the leaders of God to help England and fulfill Charlemagne's unfinished wishes.

He did not sleep for a day and copied fifteen copies himself. And let the merchants take it and send it to the surrounding lords as quickly as possible.

This letter is known as the "Golden Seal Edict" because of its appearance.

All the lords who saw the contents of the letter were stunned.

It's not just about how to deal with the war.

He also said, "Faith and heresy, inability to coexist, evil and greed, coming from the east, corrupting everything, all servants of God, let them rebel and form a crusade army to sweep away these old northerners!"

In the name of God, the North Sea Crusaders were launched, and Oran proposed this special and novel concept.

On 14 November, the Confederate army was slow to come to the north, and Ragnar's 2,000 men finally broke through Lincolnshire, but instead of marching straight into Mercia, they turned south, and in a few days marched through the former "Essex" (now the Shire) to the city of London.

Their goal was to force the southern army to negotiate peace and divide the agreement of the three kings in the north.

The Vikings who entered London carried out a policy of purging, killing all the men who could resist (anyone over the age of fourteen, or more than one meter five in length), leaving only the old and weak who were not threatened, and enslaved them for various labors.

On November 17, Hafdan, whom Alfred had snatched, was taken by the king's men to negotiate peace with the Vikings.

The king, who was seriously ill, did not want this younger brother to increase his prestige, and wanted to personally direct the battle.

On November 22, King Æthelred personally led the main force to meet the Viking lions east of London.