Rebirth of the Viking King

Chapter 673 97

Loki has always had a very clear understanding of his own strength.

He is not a proud human being like Alexander the Great, who possesses all-powerful powers.

With his ability, establishing a Kingdom of Normandy with a land area of ​​more than 2.6 million square kilometers is the limit.

Even the establishment of Normandy was not due to him alone, but because he was surrounded by Ecbert, Buchan Bush, and Alfred, the sons of the plane who already existed in this era. .

All he can do is rely on his personal means and abilities to tightly surround this group of outstanding talents.

Of course, there's a lot of luck involved.

The Kingdom of Normandy, which had just been established for 13 years, could not even unify its currency among different regions, not to mention language and culture.

There is an intricate chain of contempt within the four regions that make up the kingdom. The Slavs disliked the Vikings, and the Vikings disliked the English. The English believed that strong men from the north were robbers.

The French believe that they are inherently superior to others.

Thirteen years ago, the weak Normandy was able to defeat France because the French Principality under the leadership of Mutu, the King of Earthsea, was surrounded by enemies. Just throwing a match into a room full of dry firewood can cause a fire to reach the sky.

In the division of the Principality of France, Loki was at best a behind-the-scenes driving force.

The real reason for the kingdom's collapse was the bottomless greed of the French.

In contrast, the Byzantines, who truly regarded business as life, perfectly avoided this fatal mistake.

It is different from the French who try their best to exploit all the surrounding countries. Roman merchants had a deeper understanding of the ways of doing business. High profits once or twice are not their pursuit. What the Romans need is a stable cash flow that can flow for a long time.

In order to maintain the balance of the trade routes, they would rather lose their own interests to maintain the stability of the trade routes. Even Tang merchants who believed in Confucianism may not be able to accomplish this easily.

Although the Byzantine territory was small, the fertile lands thousands of miles outside the kingdom were full of their allies.

Against such a country, the young Kingdom of Normandy had absolutely no chance of winning. More than thirty years of experience also told him that facing the Byzantine Empire, he could not wield a big ax and try to carve out a bloody path like he did with France 13 years ago.

Luck won't always be on his side.

When disaster strikes again, he must find another way.

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The dragon above his head roared and sprayed flames, but the Roman magistrate still could not get close to the parliament.

Sending the Crusaders back to the city is not an easy task. The Sheriff, who mainly bullies gangsters all day long, obviously has no good way to deal with the fire-breathing dragon from the north.

Loki was safe until the Crusaders returned to their defense.

He walked to the dying king's side and pulled up his bloody head

"Dear Ambassador Wang once mentioned when he read out the imperial edict that I should come up with a 'compensation plan' for everyone."

"To be honest, I really know how many of your buildings were destroyed and how many Roman citizens were killed by the 'attack I planned'.

There is no justice in a weak country.

Since you have put this hat on my head, the weak Kingdom of Normandy can only do it. "

“I was thinking about this all the way to Constantinople.”

"Everything that mortals pursue, such as gold, silver, women, and power, is of little value in front of you.

Life is quite precious.

But then again

Even if I hack you all to death, what good will it do to me? After three days, the angry Roman citizens will elect new members and a new king.

This will not affect the operation of Byzantium at all, it will only create a powerful enemy for me out of thin air.

Difficult.

It's really difficult. . .

A trembling member of the House of Representatives looked at Loki sitting cross-legged on the cold ground, like a helpless chicken looking at a bloodthirsty wolf. All Loki's words were words of respect, but when they reached their ears, they turned into words of murderous intent.

The king's corpse, which was bleeding like rags, was lying at his feet. The fire-breathing dragon above his head had burned the thick marble dome into bursts of green smoke.

Behind them, the thick bloody ax was still embedded in the wall of the parliament hall, and the blood of the dead members had spread to everyone's feet.

Roman senators stood in this parliament every day, discussing various bills and deciding the life and death of many people on this continent.

However, when death really happened in front of them, they discovered that so much blood could flow out of the warm human body.

Even a dying old man.

"I actually don't have much ability. All I have learned is to play with guns and sticks, and toss in a few crops."

"I heard that our respected Mikhail III likes gladiatorial performances. Why don't I go down personally and give you an unprecedented king's gladiatorial contest."

"What do you think?"

With that said, Loki took off the long and narrow package that had been carried on his back and slowly untied the thick fur on the outside.

Finally, a thick stone sword wrapped inside was revealed.