Chapter 716： Unload the mill and kill the donkey

Even if a war breaks out, the true servants will stay in the sacred abode. If the war hits this place, everyone will enter heaven as martyrs.

Eskil’s monastery is located in Hezeby. This unique building has long-term storage of food and water, but a free and unowned city encountering war is never expected.

Many young priests asked if the Eskil war had affected here, and all they got were boring answers.

"As long as we pray piously, the Lord will bless us."

Eskil took the priests to mass, at least since the outbreak of the war, the monastery has been peaceful.

Of course, this is not because of the kindness of Stad who brought the soldiers.

The old guy Eskil has a higher status in Frank, but he is used to the days of asceticism. He disdains to dress too luxuriously. The so-called heart has been dedicated to the great Lord, and the splendor of the world is not important. He does have his own faults, and his devotion to the Lord is recognized. That's why he himself doesn't fear war at all.

His only worry is that the war really hit here, and the chaotic soldiers destroyed the monastery, causing his own cause of spreading faith in the north to be hit hard.

What's more heartwarming is that the other side of the war is actually a Rus!

"New foreign forces, even though you are Danes, you should not move the interests of the Russ. The war will continue, and the Russ will take revenge..." While feeling the impermanence of the world, he also passed on the order and sent East Franck Ludwig. The banner of Prince Hee hung at the gate of the monastery, and another banner showed the identity of the Earl of Hamburg.

Is it a kind of blasphemy to hang a flag that symbolizes secular power in the Pure Heart Holy Land?

He confessed to the Lord and asked the Lord to forgive his overstepping. He later had a strange dream, a person bathing in a pure white world, then a golden light almost blinded his eyes, and then a low and incomprehensible speech.

Maybe this is the divine enlightenment. In order to avoid the monastery from suffering, the behavior of hanging the secular banner has been forgiven.

That's all?

He also ordered the teachers: "Open the door, let the poor lamb avoid, give them food and water, and lead them to refuge."

The more chaotic the situation, the more opportunities for missionaries. Eskil was not stupid enough to find the dying lamb to rescue him during the fiercest battle. The war seemed to have subsided, and he was fully prepared.

There were screams of killing all day, will the Rus’ fortress collapse? They have persisted for a long time and fully proved their strong strength.

This war Russia completely disrupted Eskil's plan, and he pessimistically believed that his plan to spread his faith in Ross had been ruined.

The land of the old house was shaking. After a while, a wooden board was lifted up. The fat-eared blue fox narrowed his helmet, and he got out with a dusty head.

He must be cautious, for fear that this position will also encounter enemy searches.

Seeing no one, he pulled the injured Vardy out, and immediately began to untie his belt, trying to throw away the useless chain mail.

"My lord. We... escaped?" Vardy had already ignored the injury, and the survival instinct was now above all else.

"Not yet, we have to wait until dark first."

"Is it safe to wait till dark?"

"Only God knows!" The Blue Fox didn't want to say more, and ordered Vardy to take off his useless clothes. It is best for the two to dress up like poor civilians. This is the most convenient way to escape.

Staying at the tunnel exit is still very dangerous, but fortunately, the complex and unmanned shanty towns in Hazeby are very suitable for escape.

The wise man dragged his family to take refuge a long time ago, and the two of them got into an empty small house and curled up like mice, naturally evading the enemy's follow-up investigation very smoothly.

Because, the hidden escape tunnel was discovered soon!

Ross mercenaries fought to the last person. When the entire army was wiped out, a piece of enemy corpse lay down in front of them, and there were moans of the wounded.

The cavalry's short-distance sprint impact is very powerful, and a wall attack can bring heavy blows to the standing people regardless of whether they are foe or foe.

In order to attack a small temporary fortress, he paid the terrible price of hundreds of casualties. Stard recalled that the battle just now was still frightening.

The horse hooves nailed to the iron horseshoe trampled on the dead, and the riding stad looked down on the mad fighters who couldn't help but felt a lot of emotion: "If you are my soldiers, how good would it be. Could the distant Ross people deserve your loyalty?"

At this time, the victorious bandit army rushed into all the houses in the fortress. Things went beyond everyone's expectations. People who were eager to make a fortune saw empty houses. They opened the wooden cabinets and boxes, either empty or rags. They began to smash the floor frantically with axes, hoping to dig into the cellar where gold and silver are hidden.

Not to mention, it was their chopping and smashing that destroyed the wooden planks at the tunnel entrance.

The ecstatic gang jumped down one after another, thinking that this was the entrance to the cellar full of wealth.

On the other side, Stard’s people are actively cleaning the battlefield.

The armored soldiers who have seen the world are very knowledgeable. They saw the swords scattered beside the corpse of the Rus. In this era of Frank, steel swords are extremely rare, and the bard would not hesitate to praise a certain steel sword as a god’s creation.

The soldiers were all picking up steel swords, and they reflected an unprecedented bright orange light in the sunset.

Someone who is good at flattering smiles and holds a steel sword with a jewel on the hilt and presents it to Stard.

The moment he took this sword, the veteran on the battlefield realized that his old sword had become a waste from this moment.

The old sword is not unusable, but it is completely meaningless compared to the seized sword.

He turned his sword back to him, and saw his vague beard suddenly, and his whole body trembled in shock.

"What kind of sword is this? After a fierce battle, the blade is not curved, and the surface is smooth like water. I actually saw my face?!"

sighed and ordered his subordinates urgently: "While the group of idiots are searching for gold and silver, let's pick up the good weapon soon."

The soldiers in armor must obey the orders of Ystad, and they must not plunder the gold and silver without orders, so they have to hold back their inner desires.

Some soldiers couldn't help but raised their heads and appealed: "My lord, is there anything more important than grabbing silver coins?"

"Idiot, where are there any gold mountains and silver mountains. The Ross sword you picked up, I dare say that a sword is worth a hundred gold coins. Hurry up, or the bandits will fight with you."

When Stad entered this fortress, he had a foreboding that this place did not want to be a place where gold and silver would be hidden, not to mention that there was news that a fleet of the Ross people had escaped a long time ago. If there is a huge amount of gold and silver, it will naturally follow the fleet. escape.

In the current situation, the gangsters rummaged through the boxes and made a loud rumbling noise. Some gang soldiers who sprang out looked sad and resentful, like the expression of finding gold and silver?

The bandit gang found nothing, but found the secret escape route, and saw the helmet and chain mail removed at the exit of the tunnel.

Some subordinates explained this to the gray wolf Karl, but Karl was completely immersed in the anger that he didn't even notice a copper coin.

As night is approaching, hundreds of corpses lie down on the cramped battlefield. It has been a while since the battle is over, and there are still some wounded who have not died. Will Stad rescue these gangsters? Pooh! There is no obligation and no medical treatment. In this era, only Eastern Rome had a rescue team, and the Franks were almost indifferent to the wounded on the battlefield. Only devout priests would pray and chant for the wounded indiscriminately. Whether you survive or not depends on the Lord's meaning.

Stad and his lossless army stayed away from the pile of corpses and settled in a house near the ruins that had been burnt. They lit a bonfire and continued to eat dry food, so that they could take a rest and plan to clean up the mess tomorrow.

Soon, after walking through the battlefield full of corpses, Karl the Gray Wolf walked towards Ystad’s camp with his hard-lost little brother with unquenchable anger.

The Stad’s army, who had already taken off the armor, noticed that something was wrong, so they didn’t care too much, and hurriedly took up their weapons.

The captured steel sword gleamed under the fire, and the smoothly wiped spear rode forward in unison.

This action really made Carl even more angry. The severely bald man yelled: "Stad! You are a liar! There is no gold and silver mountains at all! I have died so many brothers, not a single copper coin, you want …"

"What are you going to do?" Stad put on a suit and walked out of the dark corner with a sword. He saw the grievances and anger of Karl the Gray Wolf and his miserable so-called army. It was really impossible to give a good face.

He Stade just dislikes being angry with him.

"Compensate for our losses! You liar." Carl continued to yell.

"Liar? Didn't you find gold and silver?"

"Where there is any gold and silver, we searched everywhere, except for a tunnel, nothing else."

"Wait a minute!" I was planning to swear a few words with this indifferent guy, but this person actually mentioned the tunnel? "What do you mean by authentic?"

"I dare say that some Ross people ran down the tunnel! That is a long tunnel, you...you certainly don't know it. Just like you lied to us that they have gold mountains and silver mountains!" Then there was another emotional curse.

Stad lowered his face coldly. He saw his close sergeant take the guard very correctly. He couldn't help but twist his fist without holding a sword in his left hand, and then showed his subordinates with his eyes.

For the time being, he had to make false and slanderous inquiries, and Stad continued to ask: "It's a real thing? I really don't know. If there is a Ruth who escapes, I will search."

"Will you? For you, our brother died two hundred people!"

"But don't you still have three hundred brothers?"

"I..." The furious Carl really wanted to raise the axe and chop over this Stad's head. He continued to curse: "Idiot! Look at the situation! At least five hundred people died for all your bandits!"

"Yes. Do you want me to be responsible for these dead? This is a war, not your usual gang fight. You are weaker than the Ruths. Many of you were killed and deserved. Unlike my people, who broke through the Russ wall in one fell swoop, I will take The cavalry charged directly to break their shield wall. This battle is my victory, and you, I saw you fighting on the wall with my own eyes. It is you who are responsible for the deaths of those people."

"You!" Gray Wolf Carl blushed, and his living subordinates were also exhausted. It has been very frustrating not to find gold and silver, and now I have to stand here and be humiliated. How can I bear it?

Someone started to scold him, and finally turned into a flurry of wild bees, all of which were asking Stard to give out money.

Let Stade take the money? What a joke. He came to Hezeby to prepare for the king Horlick to take over the city. He was also very painful because he wanted to appease his own soldiers and the so-called pie. Hezeby's commerce will resume.

Although the Ross people are the source of pain, this group of gangsters themselves are not good birds.

Stad had already planned to use the knife, before that he still had to make sure: "Apart from you, what about the other gangs? You are so brave, did they all escape?"

"They? Either die or escape. I don't care about them, and I bring my brother to ask you for money. We fought for you and killed a lot of people. Although you didn't get the gold and silver, you must also pay."

"Really? You volunteered to go to war. How did I hire you? Besides, you are threatening me."

The enraged gray wolf Karl must give his little brothers an explanation. If this scene is confessed, his boss will be gone, and he will become a bereaved dog and die alone.

He almost burst his head and suddenly drew out his iron sword, and commanded Stade with a master gesture: "Hezeby is my place! You must give us money if you want to stay here..."

"Okay. I understand everything." Stodd agreed casually, "I'll get you money, I have some gold here, Gray wolf Karl, you are really a greedy wolf..."

After he finished speaking, he went to the dark place, and the gangster brothers who had obtained the promise of money were relieved, and now their exhausted body became weaker.

Soon after Stadt went into darkness, a neigh of war horses suddenly came, followed by the tremors of the earth. When the gangs had just reacted, the cavalry rushed over.

The small team of Karl seemed to be knocked down by the bowling ball that was hit. Many people suffered serious internal injuries for this.

The centurion, who had received a clear look in his eyes, immediately gave an order, and the armored army swarmed up and began the most brutal killing against the tired gang.

The gray wolf Karchi was completely dumbfounded. When a spear pierced his chest, he still didn't know why this fellow Stade turned his face. In his own sense, he felt that this was called black eating black.

The sound of killing, the clash of swords and swords quickly ended, and there was no news of those who moaned and cried.

It wasn't until this time that Stade reappeared, and a ball was kicked directly by the Centurion. He glanced intently, and it was probably the head of the gray wolf Carl that did not squint at all.

"This stinky mouthful finally died." He commented.

"But sir, let's do this..."

"Are you worried that other gangs are afraid? My old friend, UU Reading www.uukānshu.com, this is our brother's Hezeby. We are not allowed to have gangsters in our territory. From now on I will be Count Hezeby, you follow me To make a fortune, are you still willing to share the wealth with the gangsters?"

"I won't." The Centurion shrugged and smiled heartily. After a while, he smiled and asked, "Hezeby is so dead now, how do we confess to the king?"

"Hezeby will regain prosperity, and all the merchants who fled will come back. You remember, the gang leader, the gray wolf Karl and the Ross merchant, did not recognize King Horrick. They attacked us with force and are now wiped out by us. Alas! That's stupid. The guy revealed the important news that some of the Ross people have escaped. Damn, our methods are so tough that there is no prisoner, so I still don't know anything about the Ross people."

The Centurion shook his head: "We control all the ships, and the Ross people will have no escape, and then they will find them after a search."

"This can only be done. Even if there are too many corpses, our brothers still have no casualties."

"A few brothers suffered minor injuries that are not worth mentioning, and the others are safe."

"Very good. These fallen corpses will soon smell bad. Excuse me, brothers, all the gangster corpses are pulled into the sea and abandoned. As for the corpses of the Ross people..."

"Abandon it too?" the centurion asked.

"I don't want to be punished by Odin. These Ross people are very brave. They could have joined us to fight together, but they chose the wrong path. Now that you have their swords, you burn their bodies to ashes. This is for the gods. explain."

Everyone looked at each other and there was no objection to that.