It was already August, and Hezeby, who was once caught in the war, seemed to finally settle down.

Some people didn't escape too far, they returned with a soft look when the disaster was over. Very few people came back, at least it also brought some life to the dead city.

The fortress of the Ross shop was breached, and the dead bodies of the Ross people were burned to ashes. As for the corpses of those gangsters who died, they were either burned or buried, and many were thrown directly into the sea.

Even though the war is over, Stadt is still not sure whether any Ross people actually escaped through the tunnels. He got rid of the biggest leader of the local gang this time, and the other small leaders also lost a lot in the war, and one by one became an inadequate chicken shingle.

He relied on more than a hundred brothers to subdue the city on behalf of the King of Denmark, but the city has become the ghost it is now, and he really does not know how to report to the King.

The king will be furious!

Stad needs someone to carry the pot. The gray wolf Carl, who was killed first, is a very good "back pot man". The heads of his man and a group of brothers have been chopped off, even if they will rot and emit a stench, they are considered to be the king An explanation.

The next step is to find the escaped Ross man. Whether he can find it or not, he did look for it with someone with the mentality of trying it out.

The monastery was hung with the Frankish Prince Ludwig's flag, and an unknown cavalry suggested: "This large building is most suitable for Tibetans. We should check it."

"No! Searching here might irritate the Franks, no one would hope so." Stodd said that, and it really itched in his heart.

After all his psychological struggles, he did not intend to cross the line, so he comforted his subordinates: "The xenophobic Franks treat you and me as hunting dogs and have never been their own. Those Franks will never protect the Ross people who do not believe in their gods. ."

When the sea wave subsided a bit, the fishermen living in the forest fled back, found their own small fishing boat and continued fishing operations. They make a living by eating fish and then selling fish for daily necessities.

The fish market, which had disappeared for a while, reopened. Stad noticed this pleasant sight. He restrained his subordinates from looting, and instead called for spending money to sell fish.

Everything seems to be developing in a good direction.

At the same time, the stocky King Horrick, who built the new city of Godfreyhagen in the north, finally squeezed out his energy to gather the army.

Some elites stayed behind in the cities. He took an army of 1,000 people on fifty long-headed long boats and drifted south along the east coast from the northernmost tip of Jutland along the east coast along with the wind from the Arctic.

This is not a long journey, or the waves on the sea make everyone bump up and down. Those who are accustomed to sailing will not be seasick, and the fatigue of the boats and cars is still rapidly destroying the soldiers' energy.

Until the signs of large human settlements appeared in the cramped fjord, the ailing people raised their heads, and smiled on their stubborn faces after enduring the wind.

King Horlick was in high spirits, he put his arms around the bow of the ship, and drew his sword in the other.

"Haha! We finally return to Hezeby. Brothers rewind and set the oars, let's go!"

After the flagship got the order, all the wing ships turned around. The entire fleet rushed to the west, rushing into the fjord with an unstoppable attitude, and quickly entered the waterway leading to Hazeby.

Once upon a time, Hezerbydu was famous throughout the Danish world for his commercial prosperity. You can buy a wide variety of things from far away places, among them fur, iron, gems and slaves.

Horick's capable soldiers have been in Frank Flanders for many years, looting and exploiting the riches, making them somewhat entangled. They are eager to buy something useful in this trading city, and their strong curiosity drives strong desires.

It's just that the situation is getting worse...

The huge fleet landed in Hazeby, only to have a close contact with the city. No one thought it could be related to the prosperous city. This is simply a quiet abandoned city, and there are no running figures in sight.

For the time being, Horrick can comfort himself that the so-called city dwellers have fled because of fear of this army. He took his brothers onto the somewhat empty shore, and went straight to the same empty housing area.

It was exactly this time when Stard personally raised the raven banner to greet his king.

Seeing this general, Horrick can definitely conclude that this is Hezeby, and this general should answer all the questions.

Horik is striding forward. This noble man is a rare short man in the Viking world. He takes off his iron helmet and his face is quite shameless. It happened that this man had already received the approval and support of the Danish lords, and of course he had paid a great price for this. For example, he might have completely broken with the old master of Frank. Nothing can be done. In order to obtain the highest power in Denmark, Horlick will do nothing.

He met Stard goodbye, looked up and down the general, and asked calmly: "I remember Hezeby is prosperous, and now all I see is depression. I also smell blood and stink..."

"The king is really clever." Stard hurriedly complimented and said: "There has indeed been war, and the prosperous city suddenly became like this."

"War? Not necessarily?" Horrick squinted his eyes and realized that there must be a big secret in it. "From what I know about you, it must be that you took the brothers and couldn't control it and launched the plunder of this place. You. Have done too much in Flanders."

"It's not like that."

"what happened?!"

Stade explained the prepared reasons grandiosely: "The bandits in the Borderless City rejected the rule of the king, and the hateful Ross people. When they learned that the king was going to take this place, they immediately attacked my army. Bandits attacked civilians. The Roths attacked me. The whole city fell into chaos. I resisted desperately, and I saw the bandits and the Roths also get together."

"It sounds interesting, but it doesn't seem to be true." Horrick asked urgently, "What happened?"

"My people are only injured but not dead. We won to the end."

"Really? That's good. I also heard that there are Ruth activities in Hezeby. All Danish lords want to attack the Ruths for revenge. Stad, you are the new hero of Denmark, and you are also my loyal subordinate. Is it right?"

These words pierced Stadt's heart, as if implying "I know you have long been independent."

How can Stad hesitate, he hurriedly hooked his head and swore: "I am the servant of the king."

"Very good. Ah... this city has been abandoned..."

"The deadwood may also sprout new shoots. Wang, some big local merchants did not leave, and many people who fled did not go far. The merchants all support your rule, and each of them will pay a hundred pounds of silver coins. The merchants and craftsmen will also pay tribute. Will come back, and soon the food market here will reopen, and everything will be fine."

"You are very optimistic, that is, the army I brought cannot come in vain. The sealed sword needs new blood, and I want to stand up! Since the gang does not support me, is there still alive? I want to chop off some heads to sacrifice to Odin! "

Stad sees it as an opportunity to hurriedly borrow the donkey: "There are gangsters who are forced to surrender to your majesty, they must not be sincere."

"Then kill them. I want to kill the wolves, and I can include the wolf cubs."

Horrick's landing is not because he is a murderer with an abnormal mind. The killing was Liwei, the priest Odin, to show other Danish tribal observers that they believed in Odin, and to vent their anger to the disappointed soldiers.

There are five gang leaders who have been deceived to come. They saw that Horrick asked to join the king's army like a pug, but they were **** with ropes.

They were hacked to death one by one on wooden stakes by King Horick, and blood flowed into Hazeby's inherent altar. Even if the local priest escaped clean, the priest Odin would not commit too much red tape.

The soldiers vented their depressed emotions and cheered. Horrick once again declared to the observers that he was indeed Odin's soldier. Even though a silver cross was still hidden in his clothes hanging around his neck, the man made preparations with both hands. .

Unable to get supplies in Hazeby, Horrick's people have their own way of making a living-fishing for fish.

At the beginning of their landing, the few people who stayed behind were really terrified, and the blatant killings scared the merchants who moved back to keep their doors behind closed doors.

As time fermented, the disaster seemed to no longer continue, and the big merchant who returned took the money to buy a security promise from King Horrick.

Things also surpassed his expectations. The ten big businessmen in front of him each took out 100 pounds of silver coins. Although the silver coins were of uneven color, the weight was indeed close to a thousand pounds! This is a good time, he has a real amount of money to reward the army, and a small amount of money is distributed to buy the stability of the army. He was also able to obtain a substantial amount of development capital. Looking at the obedient business people, wouldn't they be like a large herd of fat sheep, and they will not cut their wool every year in the future?

Under the appearance of Hezeby's depression, there is still the essence of wealth, and it is really the right decision to come here to Sorgong.

Horik enjoys riding a horse to appreciate the city welcoming its owner, and Stoude has become the Earl of Hezeby as he wished, and he is also a tax-inclusive person. Denmark is a small place, but the internal tribes are very trivial. Horrick himself is temporarily insufficient and cannot perfectly rule the city closest to Frank in Hezeby. He needs a tax packager to take care of it. What's more, he was worried that he would break with Frank, so he couldn't focus the kingdom on the south.

Is the situation in the north just fine? Not good.

All tribes say that the Russ, who split from the Swedes, have rapidly expanded their strength in recent years and are already marine bullies. Their strength lies in mastering a large number of large boats without oars, which can sail fast, which is beyond the reach of long boats. These statements Horyk did not know, considering that his generals wiped out a group of Ross people, he also showed a batch of Ross flags and clothes that he had seized, and even gifted himself a fantastic steel sword from the Ross people. He was subjective. It is obvious that the Russ fight on the land is no better than the elite that he has experienced for many years in Frank. As for this sword, it is really an artifact!

The depression in the city is indeed getting better, and Horrick also keenly saw a well-preserved and maverick building in the city.

Is it a monastery? !

Seeing the rough wooden cross on the Gothic roof, Horrick's mouth curled up, and he squeezed the reins to drink to the horsemen: "There is also a Franconian monastery here. Let's go! Let's see who is brave. The big guy dare to preach here."

The neighing of horses is extremely rare in Hezeby. It is not surprising to priests who have seen horses, but hearing the neighing in this depressed city is undoubtedly not feeling nervous.

Eskil knew that Horlick had arrived, so he organized the priests to avoid it for the time being, especially the two Roses who had been sheltered by him.

There was a mess in the monastery. Many people didn't believe that the barbarians dared to rush by ignoring the prince's banner hanging at the door. Eskil gave the order to prepare for the worst.

How does the still fat blue fox want to leave? He decided to stay, staying by Eskil's side, and bluntly: "I won't go! I want to see what the culprit Horrick is, and then tell Prince Rurik the face of the man who must kill!"

"Fuzzy! You are fat and incompatible with other priests! If they suspect that they will take you away, I will not be able to pull you out."

The words were stopped by Blue Fox at once, and he no longer stubbornly followed others in a hurry to avoid them.

Eskil could not determine who came. This was the sound of horses stomping on the ground outside the wall, and the noise caused by the neighing of horses was very violent. He took two little priests who were ugly and weak, and stood behind the wooden wall, not opening the door temporarily.

At the same time, King Horrick also made trouble.

Someone suggested: "The small wooden wall can't stop us. The monastery always has some gold and silver, we can plunder it."

Horik shook his head regretfully, and then pointed to the banner hanging on the wall: "Are you blind? You forgot the banner of Prince Ludwig? And this one, the banner of the Earl of Hamburg."

The soldier said casually: "My lord, haven't we broken with those guys? We are free now, why do you have to fear the Franks any more?"

Horrick immediately turned his head and glared at the nonsense entourage, yelling with regret: "I don't want to provoke the Franks to cause unnecessary wars, especially to anger Ludwig. If this is the monastery of the Prince Lotaire, grab it. Yes, but this one is clearly..."

Horrick was too lazy to talk, he greeted the brothers to dismount, and sent someone to call the door.

Eskil was late, and he did not hear the small chats of people outside the door. When someone called the door, he respectfully asked in person, and explained his noble status by the way.

"I am the Bishop of the Northland, appointed by Cardinal Reims, and the next Bishop of Bremen, I am St. Eskil. You stand at the gate of the monastery sheltered by the Duke of Saxony and Bavaria (referring to Prince Ludwig), Barbarians who do not believe in the Lord shall not be presumptuous and shall not enter!"

These words are spoken in Frankish. It is hard to think that Horrick can speak Frankish in this place. Saint Eskil? Horrick thought for a moment that he seemed to have heard of this person, and he was actually a character, but it was amazing to be able to meet him in Hezeby.

How to deal with priests, Horrick has his own way. He made his subordinates stay outside, and some of his followers cautiously said: "My lord, we are all afraid of their hidden weapons."

"Fuzzy. These priests are the most taboo to use weapons. They don't use knives for eating, but they only use their hands. You all stay outside and are not allowed inside. I personally saw this man who pretended to be a bishop."

Then Horrick took off his helmet, hurriedly pulled out the cross where his clothes were hidden, and knocked on the door himself. He rarely made a gentle voice and said in Frankish: "I am Horrick Klarsson, King of Denmark, Gothe The grandson of Frey is also... the servant of the Lord. Saint Eskil, I have heard your name in Frank~www.mtlnovel.com~ Now open at least one door and look at my cross. I am not barbaric. people."

Is it really King Horlick of Denmark? Of course, Eskil is more willing to call this person "the Flanders predator", "the false Earl of Flanders", or even "the loyal dog of the prince."

Because he shouldn't use vulgar language, Eskil knew this man and his filthy activities a long time ago, and now claims how hypocritical and filthy the "servant of the Lord" is. No way, this man has an armoured army, and if he provokes them, he will be crushed to pieces.

The wooden door opened the small slit, and Eskil saw a short, fat man with divine eyes, his beard was big and scratched, and the silver cross displayed on his chest was rubbed brightly. This is Horrick? Isn't it a tall warrior? When Eskil was very surprised, Horrick continued to speak with a smile: "I am the lost lamb, Saint Eskil, I want to repent. You...give the lamb a chance to repent."

This is a reason Eskil could not refuse. He had to bite the bullet and open the door, and he had to put a kind face to look up at King Horrick: "My child, come to the confessional. You are the only one. Unless your... your followers are willing to take refuge."

"No need. They are all outdoors, I..." Horik also wittily removed all the weapons, including the meat cutting knife and the hidden dagger tucked in the right leather boot. He said after the matter, "Look, I am indeed pious."

Eskil didn't know what to say. He hoped to complete the official business peacefully and safely according to the traditional process, and then send this guy out at the end. He can only say: "Come on, the Lord will forgive your sins."