Chapter 531： The king who loses his crown is like a fat sheep to be slaughtered

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Northumbria suffered a big defeat and was embarrassed.

The survivors threw their helmets and armors, fled madly into the woods, and then went straight to Bamburgh to flee.

Behind him, the Viking army has been counterattack regardless of primary or secondary.

The kingdom’s cavalry suffered a disastrous defeat, and the living felt that the king had died in battle. They don't care too much, they just want to speed up their escape.

But King Enred was not dead, he was crushed by the dead mount. The cavalry who sent the king to evacuate each other, holding the reins of the king's mount, was dragged by the dead horse to fall.

When he regained some energy, he saw the king who was crushed and unable to move.

"Your Majesty, I will pull you out..."

The soldiers tried it, but they couldn't accomplish this feat on their own.

At this moment, Ernred was enduring bitter tears, his eyes were seeing the enemies who had caught up, as if countless demons were killing him.

"You! Soldier!"

"His Majesty……"

"You go!" Einred ordered suddenly, "Leave me alone, you go."

"Your Majesty, I must..."

"What's your name……"

"I'm John, John of Stockwood."

A nameless boy? Do not. It's just a noble talent of the lowest rank who has no merit and desires to do meritorious service.

Einred smiled and suffocated his breath: "John, are you leaving? You must go back to Bamburgh alive and inform everyone that I will give the throne to my youngest son Ella! You take me off. You flee back to Ella’s crown. Tell everyone that you must resist the barbarians."

John's heart nearly burst, and the savages were about to rush up. He can assassinate the king and prevent the king from falling into the enemy's hands and being humiliated, but faith does not allow him to do so.

It was because of belief that Ernred deliberately wanted to die, but he couldn't bite his tongue to commit suicide, and shouldn't even take any measures to commit suicide. Because people who commit suicide will go to hell, he is convinced.

The king's crown was taken away, and Erinred watched the cavalry named John run away.

Fought the first defeat in this life, and only one defeat is a big defeat.

Einred opened his eyes, just thinking that the enemy who had caught up with his mouth was stabbed to death with a sword.

Soon, Geiger brought his brothers and killed him.

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In principle, they must hack to death when they catch up with the escaped enemy. Seeing this unlucky one who was crushed by the horse, the Viking warrior raised his axe resolutely.

A brother was about to chop, he was slammed aside by Geiger.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"Calm down!" Geiger opened his arms and motioned to his brothers not to be impulsive, "Look, this man is gorgeously dressed, even riding a horse. He should be the Northumbrian nobleman, even their biggest leader."

Geiger's explanation immediately calmed people's hearts, and it was more glorious to capture the opponent's leader than to kill directly.

"Come on, brothers, pull this guy out."

Ernred was quickly pulled out, and people saw his belt with gold rims, which made him more sure of his nobleness.

This person was yelling at some incomprehensible words, just at his expression, and the Geiger crowd knew it was swearing.

Geiger went down and hit his head with a fist, and Erinred went into a coma.

"Brothers, you continue to chase. Come on, two brothers, we will tie this man up and drag it back to Rurik quietly. Maybe Rurik of Ross can know the identity of this man."

A large number of Vikings rushed to the forest, and the fled Northumbrias did not care about anything, even the priests stationed in the forest called for everyone to remain calm.

But the priests in the forest could not see the situation clearly. When they saw the danger coming, it was too late.

The priests, including the noble Bishop of Bamburgh, were slaughtered indiscriminately.

Once these nobles just stood, the poor farmers nodded and bowed when they saw it, or knelt down to lick the mud from their leather boots.

The Vikings didn't recognize their beliefs. Odin's warriors chopped down all of them, then looted the gold and silver artifacts carried by the priest, and the silver cross on the neck of the deceased was robbed.

The woods gave cover to the fugitives, and the tired Vikings lost patience after chasing them.

They were covered in the blood of the enemy, panting and walking back to the open battlefield on the coast where the corpses were everywhere.

Here are the corpses of the enemy, but the loss of one's own person is really not small.

The Balmerk Vikings took what they had grabbed, and sat around panting for breath, temporarily okay with the dead body beside him.

The battle lasted for nearly a morning, and the battle that people expected in the middle of the sun was victorious as Rurik expected.

The army was controlled by himself, Rurik felt that victory was inevitable, and even the loss of the army was within his expectations.

Rurik had planned for the worst. The so-called lost the opportunity to attack the enemy, the Vikings would lose a lot of advantages, and it would be okay to kill five hundred people in battle if they had to start a decisive battle with the enemy.

Obviously, the situation is not so bad at all, but many attritions are real.

After all, these Balmerks continue to fight these days. The veterans of their division are tired. I am afraid that after this battle, the army has no more strength to continue fighting.

Rurik thought that because of this victory, they had won a batch of trophies and won the great glory of an unprecedented victory, and they would be content to go back home.

He felt that he had shot and killed the king of Northumbria, presumably he had been chopped into meat sauce by Viking fighters in the rebellion.

The result was a huge surprise.

The ailing Erinred was thrown under the ground, and Geiger under the stage was pleased.

"Brother Rurik, we probably caught a nobleman."

"Sure enough, this person?" Rurik hurriedly jumped off the platform, he stared at him and muttered, "This person is their king?"

"How do I know?" Geiger continued to laugh, "If it were their king, I would have done a great job."

The onlookers Biyuni came at the right time and patted Geiger on the shoulder, "It was Rurik who hit this person. Unexpectedly, you still pulled him back. I thought you chopped this person into mash. "

"Huh? It's so?"

"Of course. Otherwise this guy will run away."

Rurik was very happy, and asked, "Is he dead?"

"No. It looks like it's not far from death."

"Give him a bandage first. I see his broken arm, it won't be good if the blood runs out."

"Bagging? Why?" Geiger thought it was ridiculous. "According to our habits, I should chop off this head and bring it back to my hometown to hang up to show off."

Headhunting? Rurik's intuition is unnecessary.

He stood up and motioned to Geiger Biyunni, "This person should be a high-ranking nobleman. Look at this gold belt. I even suspect that this person is the enemy's king. But he doesn't have a golden crown. I can't judge his true identity. You guys. Don't worry, I will let Paul ask."

"That captive food officer? Are you really a treasure?" Biyuni yelled disdainfully.

Rurik shook his head and raised his hand to indicate, "That Paul is a hound, we can use it now. You don't hurt this person. If it is a high-ranking nobleman, we can use him to threaten him."

"Is this necessary?" Bijuni asked again.

Liurik cleared his throat, looked at the forest in the south, raised his hand and said, "We still have enough troops, the enemy is defeated, we take the opportunity to attack Bamburgh. Our goal is gold and silver wealth, if we can use this nobleman to threaten it. For the ransom, brothers don’t have to risk their lives to attack the city."

Their greed for wealth is hard to satisfy!

Bijuni regained consciousness immediately, and Geiger shouted wit.

"He is the best king."

"probably."

Rurik looked at the two talking and laughing again and said, "If this is a fake, we will kill him. I guess this man is the king who has lost his crown. Indeed, after this defeat, their king will be It's time to commit suicide and apologize."

The poor Balmerks actively cleaned the battlefield. Because of the prior appointment, any spoils obtained by the survivors on the battlefield belong to them. In a short period of time, this group of guys have a great outfit. Variety.

They took off their leather boots from the corpse and put them on their own feet, and pulled off the blood-stained chain mail and put them on their bodies. They seized an iron sword, and if it was bent in battle, they would step on a few feet until it was almost straight to replace their hand axe.

Some people even smashed the heads of dead bodies with axes in their hands, just to get excellent teeth as special decorations.

Those who did not **** the property after attacking the monastery, this time more or less got the spoils.

However, people's greed is still insatiable. Those who have obtained a lot of loot still want to continue plundering. Those who consciously have less loot will quickly get more opportunities.

As for those who died in battle, everything they had was over, and the spoils they held were also divided by their subordinate families.

There were more than one hundred and sixty corpses of Balmerks converging from the battlefield, which was naturally much less than the number of dead bodies of the enemy.

Among them, the decisive impact of the enemy's cavalry in the final stage actually caused the worst casualties of the Vikings. To make matters worse, the dead in this area were almost all the fishermen and herdsmen of Washobi, all of Geiger's brothers.

Since entering Britain, this battle can be described as the third and largest battle the brothers have fought. The brothers have lost 300 people before and after.

Faced with such a large loss, the Vikings still maintained their morale.

As Rurik said to his brothers when facing a nobleman who was suspected of being an enemy king. The brothers still have the opportunity to expand their achievements and earn wealth, but everyone must be smarter. If it is not necessary, you must not forcefully attack the city, even if everyone is still enthusiastic.

The Vikings were cleaning the battlefield all afternoon.

The enemy's body was cleaned up, and finally became a pile of white stripes.

The Balmerks are not human-eating monsters, but they are not noble enough to collect the enemy's corpse.

They found all their corpses. Considering that so many dead brothers were to be cremated, God knew when the fire was going to burn. Simply some long ships carried corpses into the sea. They were all brave men on the sea. Since their souls have gone to Valhalla, these mortal corpses will be dedicated to the sea.

The sky gradually dimmed, and there were still more than 700 Viking warriors. They roasted horse meat and cooked wheat in pottery urns. Although the enemy's corpses are attracting the patronage of crows, no one feels unlucky or terrifying, as if those corpses are nothing more than ordinary things in nature, no different from trees and rocks.

After a period of rest, Enred, king of Northumbria, who had bandaged his wounds, regained consciousness.

His awakening immediately attracted a crowd of people including Rurik to watch.

The setting sun illuminates the haggard face of the middle-aged man, and Paul, with great anxiety, was ordered to act as an interpreter to deliver messages to the two groups.

No, Einred did not hesitate to claim his noble identity, spitting the stars in a random enclave of accusing Paul of being a traitor to the kingdom, pointing to the onlookers of barbarians who destroyed the Holy Land and killed the people.

But what's the point of this?

"I guessed right, this man is really their king." Rurik pinched his waist and smiled at the grieving Ernred.

Geiger was overjoyed and faced all the family chiefs with his chest up. "Even if this person was hit by an arrow by Rurik of Ross, it was our Vashobi brothers who captured him in the end. You have all seen me, I The credit is great."

Bijuni nodded: "Brother, no one will deny your credit. But to be fair, it was Rurik of Ross who led us to win this battle, my brother-in-law."

"Of course I have the greatest credit. Without my command and my powerful weapons, you might not be able to defeat them." Leu Rick didn't say anything in his heart.

He raised his head and looked at everyone pretending to be humble: "We are all brothers, we are allies, and we all have contributed to this victory."

Everyone reached a consensus and agreed, and no one denied that Rurik was the greatest merit.

At this moment, Ernred is a huge treasure. Since this person is a king, everyone fully agrees with the decision to **** the enemy king to Bamburgh for ransom.

Einred is not a fool. He can see that these guys don’t want to chop their heads. What the savages want to do, he also guessed at all times, that is to say, go and ask for the ransom. This is in his understanding. It's too normal. Of course, the king took the lead in the charge and died violently, leading to an immediate civil war or a new king in a kingdom, which is also common in Britain (multiple Northumbrian kings died in the war against Mercia).

The king of Northumbria desperately twisted his bound body, he found that his left arm was unconscious, and when he looked closely, his left arm was also ulcerated.

He continued to swear, especially when Paul, the food officer in Edinburgh who cursed his life for the barbarians, betrayed his faith and would go to hell.

However, a king standing in York's palace with a high footing, is now humble like a sheep **** for slaughter. It's already such a field, how can you still be stiff?

Paul has been a serf all his life, and he consciously found a fat man among the Vikings. With the support of the Vikings, he suddenly strengthened his will.

He stepped boldly and kicked the cursing king over.

"Hey! Paul, what are you doing?!" Rurik was taken aback.

Paul bared his teeth and bowed to report: "Master, this man is verbal. Very vicious."

"Even so, I can't kick him. I have to use this person to exchange money."

"Yes... it's my fault."

Rurik squeezed his chin and looked at the king's unruly face, always feeling that the man's abuse was for the sake of death.

Looking for death? Since I dare not commit suicide, I hope I will do it for you? How does that work? After this person was cut off, the brothers had to attack the city forcibly.

Rurik motioned to Paul: "This king is too arrogant. Go and think of a way to humiliate him."

Paul knew it, and his humiliation methods were really disgusting He opened his robe and made a fart to the king's face, and he was not ashamed to force him to go to the toilet.

The stench of the move caused Rurik to simply push Paul aside, and all the Vikings onlookers were laughing wildly.

It's not over yet. Paul quickly squatted before the king's wet and foul face and said viciously: "In your kingdom, I'm just a slave. I will live a good life in the Ross people. God has not blessed you. Kingdom, you are a tyrant, you killed thousands of people, and God let you destroy it!"

Rose? ! Ernred heard the word "Ros" for the first time.

Ross people? What kind of barbarian? Does it have anything to do with Picts?

Until now, Ernred still didn’t know what the enemy he was fighting against. He quickly understood the three words "Rus", "Norrse" and "Vikingr". In short, the words were enemies from the sea, even One incident frightened him even more.

Because Paul arrogantly said very clearly: "It was them who destroyed Lindisfarn 40 years ago, and now they are here again. This is the destiny of Northumbria, and this is God's punishment for you. ."