Rebirth of the Viking King

The reason why Ecbert responded to Hummel Blood Pigeon's request was because of this moment.

The insightful Lord of Wessex has long seen that Mr. Hummel is a man of troubled times. Although he led his men to leave their homeland, this man would not be willing to lose the Vikings' struggle for hegemony.

As long as there is a chance, he will look for a chance to return to the poker table.

And now, it's time to use this mad dog.

"Now, the saber-tooth mercenaries led by Ivar are overwhelming, and our seemingly inseparable coalition cannot resist their footsteps. If he and Loki unite because of our encirclement and suppression, the subsequent war will only be more difficult."

"But if their rear is lost at this time, the outcome will be very different!"

Slowly walking behind Iphitus, Ecbert stretched out his hands to hug her warm skin. In today's human world, there are only a handful of monarchs who can find an envoy of an alien god.

Those who can keep it in their account are even rarer.

The proud King of Wessex loved this feeling of being in control.

"Hummel Blood Pigeon is a hopeless opportunist. He can't afford to offend the Viking King, but he can still afford to offend Loki, a little nobleman of the same origin."

"This old guy has his own intelligence network. Through this intelligence network, he must have known that Loki and the Viking King are just like us, they are both superficially compatible and fighting on their own!

At this time, as long as he takes out Loki's hometown, the Viking coalition will immediately fall into a state of collapse.

Until then, is our chance to attack!

Defeat the enemy in one fell swoop when they are in panic and anxiety. This is the war between humans! "

"Red Queen" Iphitus Xueqin slightly opened her light red eyes and looked back at Ecbert, while burying her entire body into his arms.

"My king, don't you feel bored letting false conspiracies fill your brain every day?"

"We, the divine envoys, should walk up to the enemy openly and openly under the gaze of the gods of the starry sky, take off their heads, and then respectfully present them to the God King!"

"Spreading fear is what saints do, and it is also the most convenient way to obtain power from the God King."

Ecbert stroked the skin of the woman in his arms and didn't speak for a long time.

It is true that he needs the power of the "Red Queen" and her "Crimson Apostles". But at the same time, he is a human being, a human being who grew up in the Holy Bishop's church school, and 99% of his friends and relatives are Holy Bishops.

Of course he knew that "Iphitus" and his "Crimson Apostles" were all heretics in the eyes of the "Heresy Tribunal". This group of ancient gods that have lasted from ancient times to the present have never had any mercy on humans.

They simply do not regard humans as intelligent creatures that can be treated as equals.

After taking the position, he was inseparable from the "Red Queen" even every day. Ecbert has continued to develop Wessex's own national power.

He worked hard to govern, enriched the country and strengthened the army, and even supported a large number of mercenary leaders such as "Flyer" Tuhat to travel around the world to search for the relics of the ancient gods.

He can use this group of envoys from the ancient gods.

But he will not rely on them, and he will never be willing to become a servant at the hands of the gods.

It is true that sending the "Red Queen" and "Crimson Apostle" into the field can quickly eliminate all his enemies.

But if the war situation had not reached a desperate moment, he would not use these foreign gods to participate in the mortal war.

There are no terms for negotiation between mortals and gods. Add up these debts one by one, and the price he will pay in the future will most likely be his life.

Even the soul.

**

Three days later, Hummel Blood Pigeon set sail in the warm spring breeze.

In order to ensure that he could inflict heavy losses on the Vikings on the other side of the strait, Ecbert once again allocated 2,000 free knights from the Visigothic Free City-State, plus 400 sailors, on top of the 500 private troops he already had. 50 warships.

This army made of gold pounds was even more powerful than Duke Bernard's entire army put together.

Mr. Hummel opened his mouth and laughed. In his half-life, he has never been as wealthy as he is today. You know, he has lived in Scandinavia for half his life, and he doesn't have a single friend.

As long as Loki's remaining forces are wiped out from the river valley, relying on his allies in the two provinces of "Wolf Creek" and "Gulfland", plus the support of the O'Sullivan family, he can firmly sit on " Duke of the Dales" location.

In the devout prayers of the priest, Mr. Hummel's army set sail from the coastline of the Kingdom of Wessex.

On fifty warships, Vikings, Visigoths, French, and English pirates and free knights from many different countries drank strong drinks while humming cheerful songs.

Although the languages ​​​​are different, everyone knows that they are attacking an empty city without any defense. Everyone couldn't help but feel excited when they thought of the weak women in the city and the warehouses full of gold and silver.

Under the warm spring breeze and the blazing sun, 50 warships disappeared on the sparkling sea.

This was the last sighting of them in England.

Then for half a month, no sound came from the other side of the North Sea.

With 50 brand-new warships and nearly 3,000 fully armed soldiers, the singing and dancing fleet sailing toward the land of Wenwen seemed to have entered the mouth of a giant beast.

No one survived.

**

Ecbert fell into a huge sense of unreality.

In early spring, the North Sea is calm and clear. In as long as half a month, not to mention storms and even bigger waves have never blown on the North Sea.

And the "Viking Seaman" Hummel Blood Pigeon can be regarded as an old salty dog ​​who has been galloping on the sea all his life. He didn't believe that such an old captain would have an accident on a calm sea.

Is it possible that they can be killed by the old, weak, women and children guarding the inner valley after landing?

This is even more unrealistic!

The Visigoths were not so much a kingdom as a group of loose city-states inherited from the ancient Roman period.

These city-states unified their currencies, had no tariffs, and rarely engaged in large-scale wars. Most of the men born here are free knights. They live in various city-states and serve different lords like a group of mercenaries.

They will see the completely different religious beliefs among different city-states, join multiple different warrior guilds, and hone their own unique combat skills.

Even though their reputation is not as good as that of "saber-tooth mercenaries", the freedom knights from the Free City-State have never been weaklings who just hang out for a living.

There are 2,000 free knights. A force of this size is enough to destroy some small city-states!

What on earth did they encounter in the river valley that caused them to melt on the empty coastline without even releasing the raven?