Ellen's hair was so long that he could barely see his face, and his hair was covered with seaweed, a sign of a wet-haired priest.

His clothes were barely dry, he carried a leather bag around his waist, and the wagon with which he was accompanied had a special wooden barrel filled with seawater.

Whenever he wanted to baptize a person or pray himself, he would untie the leather bag from his waist, which was filled with seawater, and he would pour it on the head of the recipient, and then chant in a loud voice the oath of praise to the drowning god.

Iren was adamantly opposed to leaving the Iron Islands to occupy the North, but he agreed to the raiding of the North. Eren believes that the Iron People should follow the ancient path and stay on the Iron Islands forever, and that the green lands of the North and West are not the home of the Iron People, but the home of the cowards.

Only the Iron Breed is the strongest man in the world: eternal plunder and forcible taking are their ancient ways.

Iren lives by the sea on the Iron Islands, with the waters of the sea under his bed, his wooden house propped up on the cliffs, and the sea below. He would also submerge himself in the sea at any moment to listen to the revelation of the drowning gods.

But after leaving the Iron Islands and landing in the north, every step he took was one step away from the sea. Without the sea he would have no sea, so he used a carriage to pull it for him, and his bag was filled with seawater.

Now, most of the villagers in this village have been killed, only a small number of old people and children remain, and as for the slightly better-looking women, they have all been robbed as salt concubines by the crackers.

The rest were brought to Erun.

And the rift, who was not accustomed to Granny Irun's mother-in-law, had already taken his five hundred men to the city of Toruń.

An old man was brought to Iren, and on both shoulders were two drowned warriors with large wooden clubs in their arms.

"What god do you believe in? mortal. ”

Bah!

The old man spat on Elen's face, but his face was covered by long hair and seaweed, and the spit fell on a patch of seaweed.

"Bring the barrel. Wet-haired Ilyen ordered.

Five drowning warriors carried the barrels out of the wagon.

Eren nodded slightly, and the two drowned warriors pressed the old man's head into a large wooden barrel filled with seawater. The old man began to struggle, but to no avail, two drowning people pressed the old man with a large wooden stick, one pressed the old man's neck to ensure that the old man's head could not surface, and the other pressed the old man's back.

Wet-haired Eren began to chant the song of the drowning god until the old man stopped moving.

The old man was thrown to the ground, his mouth and nose open, and his eyes wide.

Wet-haired Ilyen sang: The deceased does not die, it will rise again, and its momentum will be even stronger.

The drowning people echoed in unison.

Then, another old man was brought over, and Eren asked him if he would like to give up the old god belief and drown the gods, and the old man said yes.

So the same scene began to repeat itself, and the old man's head was pressed into the sea water in the large wooden barrel until he could no longer move.

The old man was thrown to the ground, his mouth and nose open, his eyes rounded, and his face hideous and terrifying.

Wet-haired Ilyen sang: The deceased does not die, it will rise again, and its momentum will be even stronger. The drowning people echoed in unison. The wet-haired Eren leaned down, knelt down in front of the old man, and began to punch the old man in the chest, and sang the song of the drowning gods.

Ahem, ahem!

The old man began to cough, and seawater spewed out of his mouth, so some of the drowning people helped the old man's head, and the wet-haired Eren and the rest of the drowning people sang the hymn of the drowning god in unison, and the wet-haired Eren unscrewed the mouth of the leather bag and poured the whole bag of seawater on the old man's head.

Iren's set of things annoyed Oridagram because it was too troublesome and long-winded.

Not all those who agree to believe in the drowning god will be resurrected, most people will not be resurrected, and Iren will blame this on the dishonesty of the believer, but he also declares that the deceased is immortal, and that he has already gone to the drowning god's flowing water palace to enjoy all the food and music, and he has attained immortality......

*

"I feel a little wrong. A knight with a long axe on his shoulder said.

Cracker rode his horse disapprovingly: "What's wrong? ”

"With the exception of a few fishing villages on the rocky shore, there are no people in the villages that go inside. ”

Tiemin laughed and said, "Sir Rag, the people of the north are frightened, what's so strange about this. ”

"These villages are not small, and it is impossible for them all to be cleaned up so quickly. Rag mused.

"Our movement on the rocky coast is not small, and it is not surprising that the people of these villages have fled when they hear the news. Cracker held a snatched girl on his horse, and the girl sat in front of him and held the reins, while his hands got into the girl's clothes, kneading the two soft balls.

The girl's parents and younger brother were killed by the crack!

"They couldn't have escaped so cleanly, and there was very little left in the village. Rag said.

The ironseeds laughed.

"Sir Ragh, if you're afraid, go back and guard the ship. A knight said contemptuously.

"Crack, think about it, if the people in the village were busy running for their lives, it would be impossible for the family belongings to be so clean. ”

Crack E smiled: "So what, even if the Taoha family is prepared, we will also take down the city of Torun Fang." ”

"There is very little food left in the village, and I think the city of Toruń has been prepared. Rag said.

"It's better to be prepared, isn't it more enjoyable to kill that way?"

Rag sneered: "If Torun Fang City is prepared, it means that the northern border is prepared. I'll take a team of scouts to the city of Toruń first, and you wait here for Pastor Irun to arrive, and then wait for my news. ”

Crack laughed: "Sir Rag, no, we have our own men in the north, and the northern legion did go to the south, there is no doubt about it. He turned his head behind him and shouted, "Brothers, we must march quickly, and first take the city of Toruń, which is a real piece of fat." As for Pastor Iren and his undying people, let them drink what little soup we have left. ”

The iron breeders applauded, swords and spears slammed on their shields, and their fighting spirit soared to the sky.

*

Split E marched with his five hundred brothers, and two days later, they left Iren far behind. They are not interested in looting the villages along the way, anyway, people go to the empty villages, as long as they take the city of Toruń, they will come back with any reward.

The iron breeds plundered, and the spoils of war belonged to them, except for the share that had to be handed over to the leader of the legion and the king of Baron in proportion.

Killing the enemy and taking what he has for himself is the solemn rule that the Iron Breeders believe in: Pay the Iron Money!

Split was reluctant to share the spoils with Irun, and his brothers were even more reluctant to share the city of Torun with the flooded people, so everyone marched towards the city of Torun with all their might.