Medieval Riding and Cutting Record

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Early this morning, there was a drizzle, the soil was mixed with the snow that melted before, and all the roads became full of shallow pits and mud.

So traveling in this season is dangerous. The soil that has just melted is often muddy, and the wheels of horse-drawn carriages often get stuck in the mud.

At that time, merchants or travelers will become fat in the eyes of predators.

In the makeshift camp, the Viking warriors were feeding their horses and chewing dried fish. Someone was already preparing their saddle belts and preparing to head towards Jinhuan Town.

There are a total of 6 people in the mission. One of them is an confidant of Lord Ivan, named An Dongxi. He is a tall and arrogant young man with fine braids and an elite dimension. Beijing spearmen.

"Anton Hee, negotiate with the baron according to the requirements I made, don't make your own way." Big Ivan greeted him.

And Antonxi replied with a relaxed expression: "Haha, remember to sharpen your battle fury, I believe it will come in handy soon."

A group of people rode horses, heading in the direction of Jinhuan Town.

The headed Anton Hee also carried a flag with red and white stripes on it, with a ferocious black dragon head in the center.

On the side of Jinhuan Town, all guards and mercenaries were kept on high alert. When the soldiers at the sentry saw someone approaching, a short alarm bell sounded immediately.

The Viking mission stopped out of range and shouted at the people on the wall:

"I am the White Dragon Slayer, the King of Bear Hunters, the guardian of Cato Pass, and the messenger of the great Viking Lord Ivan! Come and negotiate with the owner of Golden Ring Town!"

On the city wall, countless arrows are now aiming straight at his heart.

But Antonxi was not afraid, and even squeezed her crotch in front of everyone, and "adjusted her trajectory" there.

An Dongxi's expression was full of joking, as if mocking that the people in the city were eggless cowards.

Under the baron's order, the door was slowly opened, and the Viking delegation walked in.

The Slavic warriors in the city cast an angry look at the Vikings, and they could tear the six to pieces with a single order.

After the two parties gathered in the hall, An Dongxi kept his eyes on the baron without blinking.

Many people cursed in their hearts: "Dirty Viking dog!"

At this time, Corleone and the others did not show up. He was regarded as a trump card in the hand of the Baron, and he certainly couldn't let these Vikings notice in advance.

"Baron Nicholas, the purpose of my coming this time is to hope that you will provide some insignificant supplies so that we poor people from the north can tide over the difficulties."

The baron looked carefully at the young messenger and was silent for a moment deliberately, but the messenger's eyes remained unblinked, full of confidence and composure.

"Then what supplies do you need? I think there are a lot of people." The baron asked directly.

The messenger Antonxi shouted loudly: "The strong Lord Ivan killed an adult white dragon with an axe in a battle! He also killed 15 ice bears with his bare hands!"

The messenger continued to read out every well-known deed and title of the Great Ivan. It took a long time, but the point was not mentioned.

"I'm really bragging, and kill the ice bear with bare hands? It's almost the same to kill the snow rabbit!" A Slavic warrior whispered.

Someone wanted to interrupt Anton Hee's words, but was stopped by the Baron. He wanted to hear how much this great Ivan had.

The messenger finally finished reading a series of titles, and his expression was still a little bit unsatisfactory. The other five Viking guards held their chests up and looked extremely proud.

"Is it possible to make a request now?" The Baron knew the tradition of these Viking lords. The title and deeds were competitions between individuals, especially among leaders, so it was inevitable that the facts would be exaggerated.

Maybe he killed only a young white dragon, and killed a crippled ice bear with a weapon, who knows?

At this time, the messenger smiled and said: "Of course, we should talk about the topic. I hope that Jinhuan Town can provide 10,000 sheep and 2,000 yaks. In terms of money, yes..."

The exaggerated number kept bursting from the mouth of the messenger.

The smile on the baron's face gradually disappeared, even full of anger.

"You are really a lion with a big mouth, 10,000 heads of sheep, 200,000 gold coins, even the duke can't come up with such property, let alone, you still want 1,000 young and beautiful Slavic women?"

"Golden Ring Town is different. Who doesn't know this is the trading center of the relics of the troll kingdom." The messenger said triumphantly. This is because he doubled all the conditions privately.

The Slavic warriors next to each other pulled out their battle axes one after another, and some people couldn't help but wanted to kill these Viking idiots with an axe.

The baron roared and said: "Go back and tell your lord, I will not make any compromises! I will personally cut off his head on the battlefield!"

The messenger also shouted as loudly as he could: "When Jinhuan Town is conquered, I hope you will not regret today's decision."

"Hmph! While I can hold back my killing intent, you should get out of here!" The baron took off his battle axe from his waist and aimed at several envoys.

In the end, the negotiations broke down completely, and the 6-member Viking envoy returned to the temporary camp.

Time came to noon. . .

After Lord Ivan and Anton He talked, he understood that the next battle would be a complete all-out war.

At present, the total strength of the Viking pirates has reached 11,200, including 8,500 ordinary Viking warriors and archers, 400 giant axe warriors, 2,000 Viking spearmen, and 300 berserkers.

There is also some ancient secret weapon in his hands that can turn the tide of battle at a critical moment.

In addition, the Vikings also brought more than 200 slaves, they did not need to participate in the battle, because more tragic fate awaited them.

"Let's start offering sacrifices." Big Ivan said to his hands, everyone became busy.

The stunned slaves were rushed together. These people were hung upside down on wooden frames in batches, their bodies were broken open with a knife, and their beating hearts were taken out and presented to the gods~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The scene became abnormally bloody. It was full of painful wailing, but the nearby Viking warriors were not affected in any way. Instead, they looked serious, all on their knees.

Soon, 200 hearts piled up into a small triangle pattern.

The berserker also wiped the blood of the slave on his face, forming a unique strange war pattern.

"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

"Go and attack Jinhuan Town!!!"

The mighty army marched towards the town, stunned countless birds and beasts along the way.

On the other side, the soldiers and mercenaries in the town of Jinhuan were all ready to deal with the upcoming attack.

Corleone led his men to guard the wall to the west. He listened to the noise of marching from afar, but his face was full of expectation.

He looked back, and the entire 50 members who were holding big swords were also full of excitement.