Anglod's Church of Osburg Lindisfarne.

The wind howled, the rain poured down, and the lightning thundered.

Priest Essestan hid in the warm bed and looked out the window, the waves crashing against the reef along the shore like a monster coming out of the darkness.

It is located behind the long wall, and it is said that before the long wall was built, Vikings often came across the sea to raid the monastery and slaughter the villagers and priests. Finally, one day, a long wall was erected, blocking the Vikings' landing site and access to the interior. Although it is still close to the coast, it is blocked by cliffs more than 30 meters high from the sea level.

On the sea, a sea serpent-like warship struggled in the waves: "Thor roared, he struck the anvil with his warhammer, oh, the piercing light was his strength, the fierce thunder was his roar, oh, the great Thor!" an older crew member stood at the bow of the ship, clinging to the sculpture on the bow of the ship and loudly venting his fear of the storm in a hymnous tone.

Thirty-one people were close together, and the torrential rain blew in under the strong wind, pouring the people under the canopy like chickens in soup.

Bahrain hugged his body tightly, shivering with cold. The wizard regretted his decision, and after his first trip to the sea, he finally saw what the ocean was.

The rest of the Vikings had become accustomed to sitting in their cabins with their backs to the walls of the ship.

Bjorn looked at the frantic crew members with an inexplicable smile, and finally let out a long sound in his nose and said no more.

Balin was already pale, lying on the side of the ship retching out his gastric juices, and even had yellow-green bitter bile. He couldn't care about the image of a wizard anymore, and the only thing his mind wanted was to get on land as soon as possible.

I don't know how long it took, but the storm gradually stopped. Björn walked to the bow of the boat, picked up a crow and threw it into the sky. If there is no land ahead, the crow will return.

Bahrain was already exhausted, unable to lift his fingers, and his face was pale and bloodless. I heard cheers faintly in my ears, and I struggled to straighten up and try to look into the distance, and the black land could already be clearly seen at the end of the horizon.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Barin couldn't help but laugh.

The sun shines through the clouds, and when you look from the sea, it looks as if the clouds in the sky have been torn apart by the sunlight. The sea had calmed down, and the dreadnought had finally arrived safely on land. The narrow rocky beach is blocked from the inland by a high cliff.

Bjorn beckoned the warriors to dock the boat, and then jumped off and waded across the water to the shore. They all carried tools made of long ropes on their shoulders, and Bahrain landed with Rollo's support.

When everyone came to the bottom of the cliff and looked up, the cliff more than 30 meters high was daunting.

Björn began to arrange the tools he had brought, the long rope ending with an iron pickaxe attached. Björn snapped his pickaxe into the rock: "Guys, this is our tool!

Bahrain tied the rope around his waist and followed the crowd and was pulled up a little bit along the rope. With the help of everyone, especially Björn and others, who had a great strength after opening the heart of a knight, they finally climbed to the top with difficulty.

At a glance, it is a green land. The warm, moist sea breeze brings the fragrance of fertile earth. Fields could already be seen faintly in the distance: "Ahha, behind the long wall, how many years have no Vikings set foot on this land?I can't wait to snatch the treasure from the baby Anglos!" Floki rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Gear up!" Bjorn took the heavy steel shield from his back, picked up the battle axe in his other hand, and shouted to the shocked gazes of the other Viking warriors, "Let them see the power given to us by the wizards, and go!"

"Roar!" the Viking warriors lined up, raising their shields as they marched along the way as they struck their shields with their tomahawks, making a rhythmic oppressive sound.

The peasants who were working in the fields faintly heard a rhythmic crackling sound, and looked up to see a line of tall, murderous and heavily armed warriors, with shields in one hand and axes in the other, walking towards them. The sound of the tomahawk striking the shield was like a talisman, reminding them of legends from the past.

The sticky fur farmers immediately threw down what they were holdings, turned around and ran home. Farmers who were closer to their homes had already picked up the metal objects in their homes and struck each other vigorously, making a bell-bell-bell sound as a warning.

With a wave of his wand, Balin spread a halo radiating with the brilliance of witchcraft. This is a sorcery that Bahrain has improved on the basis of the Wizard Shield, which not only retains the function of the Wizard Shield, but also provides a steady stream of mana support for the warriors who have inspired the heart of the knight within range.

Bahrain named this aura witchcraft the Brilliant Aura! Rollo and the other five people burned with a faint sparkle of witchcraft, and a steady stream of power poured from the knight's heart. Although Bahrain can't make a direct move, it is still not something that ordinary farmers can compete with by Luo Luo and others.

The murderous Vikings, spanning centuries, finally stepped into the fertile land behind the long walls once again and breathed in the warm air.

The sound of metal crashing with bells rang out through the village, women screaming and running away with their children, and men gathering from all directions with their forks.

"Vikings! are Vikings!" Vikings' traits are too obvious.

Bang! Bang!

Björn walked at the front, the rhythmic sound of the tomahawk striking the steel shield.

"Attack!" Rollo stood beside Bjorn, also raising his steel shield to accelerate the impact.

The Anglo villages, though outnumbered, were not able to fight back against the tall, bloodthirsty northern pirates.

The steel shield shielded Rollo and slammed into the nervous gathering of the farmers. Without any accident, the farmer's pitchfork was knocked open, and the tomahawk was cleaved head-to-head. The brains burst on the spot, and Rollo's big foot kicked the corpse away and pulled out the tomahawk.

"Shield wall!" Bjorn shouted, and the Vikings immediately formed a tight shield wall against the farmers.

"Open the shield wall!" Bjorn ordered again, and the shield wall suddenly opened, and the warriors in the rear, led by McCann, were armed with two-handed weapons.

McCann roared, and a head taller than the farmers, he raised his black warhammer and slammed it down: "Toll!" The black warhammer fell, shattering his head on the spot. Swinging left and right, smashing the farmers in front of him to the ground, it seems that he can't survive.

Suddenly, Floki let out a strange laugh and jumped out of Bjorn's shoulder, his body turning into green flames and rushing into the crowd.

Call!

The flames swept by, setting the farmer on fire, and his soul began to burn. In the midst of the screams, Floki re-transformed into a ** human form, the ruffler smiled, and his hands turned into flaming long knives. Slashing left and right, four or five farmers were immediately halved in the flames.

"Devil!" As soon as they made contact, the peasants immediately broke down, threw down their weapons and began to flee in all directions.

Bahrain stood at the end, his wand in his hand, burning with the light of witchcraft, and watched as it unfolded.

As the Viking warriors began to disperse, McCann laughed wildly and raised his hammer, smashing an escaped farmer to death with a single blow, and headed for the nearest house.

Kicking the door open, a woman hugging her child's head and hiding in the corner, shivering.

McCann looked left and right to make sure there was no man hiding, stepped forward, reached out and grabbed the little boy's neck.

"No, no, no, no, God! no!" the woman screamed heartbreakingly, and pounced on her with all her might. McCann slapped the woman with his other hand, knocking the woman to the ground! The child stared at the child as if it were about to bulge out, and struggled hard.

Click, thud, neck crushed. Throw the child's body aside. grabbed the woman's hair, lifted her up, and slapped her hard.

With a cold snort, McCann grabbed the woman's hair with one hand, pressed her on the table with the other, and took off her skirt and entered her body roughly.

A hand grabbed her neck, struggling to refresh herself, ignoring the woman's screams.

No matter how much the Vikings put gold on their faces, they are just a bunch of savage and bloody pirates after all!

On the other side, a woman screamed and ran out of the room, and Rollo chased her from behind, grabbed the stool in his hand and smashed her to the ground, smirking and tearing her clothes and shooting straight into the room.

At sunset, the village was filled with mournful wails. Viking warriors returned to Bahrain from house to house with their belongings, piled down a wooden cart.

Standing quietly in the center of the village, countless wails poured into the ears. The glow of witchcraft reflected on Bahrain's face distorted slightly.

Expressionlessly, watching the human tragedy happen under the attack presided over by himself, the song that the Vikings had been singing suddenly sounded in his head: "Give me more, give me more, give me more! I will love you if I have a heart......

The muscles in the corners of the eyes beat irrepressibly, and the setting sun rendered the village a bloody ominous.