Rebirth of the Viking King

Throughout the battle, Loki's hands did not even touch the two hatchets behind him.

This is perhaps the most alluring aspect of power.

In the last life, after becoming a project manager, he no longer had to follow up to the front line personally and do some chores that consumed physical strength and energy. He only needs to control the direction of the team, and his smart and capable subordinates will naturally help him solve the next step.

And in this life, when he has 6,000 Vikings under his command, and more than half of them are the Chosen Ones who have experienced marrow washing and bone removal, he no longer has to pick up a big ax and fight the enemy in person like he did in the defense battle of Hanshui Village two years ago. Fight hard.

Through a rather long period of development, he has successfully cultivated a group of subordinates who are strong enough and loyal enough, and successfully took the first step on the road to hegemony.

At this time, he was sitting in the wide oak throne of Wanghai Fortress, looking down at the large row of prisoners in front of him.

They are all the English nobles captured by 'Greedy Wolf' Guraul inside the fortress last night.

"Boss, you have to be careful with these old guys. Even though they are as soft as lambs in a pigsty, they have quite a few brushes under their hands!" Gulaul leaned into Loki's ear and whispered in Slavic. , "Last night, no fewer than five of my brothers died in their hands!"

Loki nodded.

He knew a lot about this group of holy bishop monks.

The Holy Bishop's rule that "preaching can improve the rank" is destined to give the aristocracy the power to crush the poor.

Most of the small churches erected in the wilderness in various counties and counties were built by these wealthy nobles.

The more churches have been built, no matter how weak their sequence level is, they will never be any weaker.

Just like Jerome's situation when they first met, these aristocratic gentlemen who live a comfortable life do not lack divine power.

What they lack is the fighting skills accumulated from long-term chopping and sword-fighting.

He stepped off the throne and walked slowly to several English nobles who were bound by animal tendons.

"You said that if foreigners have invaded the castle, why don't you just put on common people's clothes and run out like the smart people in the history books?"

"hehe!"

"Despicable barbarians! We are the noble king's knights. We would rather die in battle than escape from the battlefield."

Speechlessly looking at the fat bellies of these "knights" and the fat flesh squeezed out ruthlessly on both sides of the armor, Loki couldn't help but lament that poverty also has its benefits.

Poverty at least does not make the powerful Chosen so fat that they cannot even wear their own armor.

Compared with these "King Knights" who were roaring to fight Loki to the death, the last old man in the queue seemed very calm. His hair was completely gray, and he was kneeling on the ground, his body seemed to be shaking slightly.

This is not due to fear, but because as people age and frail, their knees can no longer withstand the torture of kneeling.

Loki pulled up a chair, directed his men to remove the shackles on his wrists, and helped him sit on it.

Gulaul said softly:

"After entering the castle, I went straight to the top floor of the fortress. It was this old guy who slept in the bedroom on the top floor. Although my English is not very good, but from the group of fat pigs around him, there is an 'Elan', That's what the right 'Elam' calls."

"I guess this person is most likely the King of Mercia, 'Honest Man' Elam!"

"Despite the death of five God-chosen brothers, we finally captured this old guy alive!"

With a slight nod, Loki patted Gulaul on the shoulder. After Sartre, he finally found a reliable subordinate again.

This Slavic hunter, who is only in his early 20s, has a keen sense of smell, loyalty and general knowledge. He is a valuable helper.

One night, he led his men to tie up nearly 20 captains. If what he said is true, this old guy is really Elam the Honest, King of Mercia

This time's raid tactics can be said to have achieved unprecedented success!

After confirming the names, official positions, and titles of the prisoners in turn, and sending them neatly into the dungeon, Loki once again expressed his appreciation to Gulaul and the Slavs around him, and asked them to seize the time to return to the camp to rest.

However, Gulaur stopped where he was and refused in public.

Loki couldn't help but be startled. After leading the residents of the valley through repeated battles and winning many victories, no one in his territory would question any of his decisions.

Even the two Dukes Moklash and Phoenix, who have the same rank, never raised any questions.

Driven by curiosity, he began to ask Gulaur what doubts he had in his heart.

"Boss, now is not the time to rest!"

"Hunting in the woods, the hunter and the prey compete with one breath! Once either party relaxes, the identity transformation sometimes even occurs in an instant. The hunter will instantly become the prey, and the prey can also evolve into the hunter instantly! "

"We just had a great victory, captured a beachhead, and captured the country's king!

It can be expected that their royal city must now be leaderless and in chaos.

I implore the leader to allow me to lead 3,000 men to capture Oxford City.

I will definitely kill every scrap in the city and win greater glory for the Duke! "

Loki sat on the throne and didn't reply for a long time.

"The Greedy Wolf" Guraul is very similar to the dire wolf that hunts in the forest in every aspect. Once the wolves discover the weakness of their prey, what follows will be an endless chase.

Even if their bellies are full, they will still kill all their prey and drag them to the bottom of the ice cave to freeze them.

It is precisely because of this greed that the wolves have become the most dangerous creatures in the Tianduan Mountains.

Does what Gulaur say make sense?

In fact, there is.

In his last life, Loki didn't have the chance to lead troops in battle, but he had played a lot of real-time strategy games.

It is useless to eat the opponent's troops. If you want to defeat the opponent, you must damage the opponent's economy and remove their "troops".

"Wanghai Fortress" is just a fortress.

The real "economic lifeline" and "troop dispatch point" of the Kingdom of Mercia lies in the city of Oxford, 600 miles away. As long as Oxford is captured, the country will be like a piece of scattered sand, unable to organize any effective defense forces.

But Loki himself had other, deeper considerations.

In his plan, the core purpose of this war was to compete for land.

Mercia is the largest country among the seven countries in England. Judging from the topography, Mercia is located in the middle of the English Islands, separated from the powerful France by Wessex.

This is a great place to build a home.

The country is almost half the size of Scandinavia. For Loki's 6,000 Viking warriors, they only need a small territory to survive.

If he wants to survive on this land, he cannot do without the help of these local residents in all aspects.