Chapter 199: Wrath of the Lion Hafgen
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The Rosses attacked Gotland Island. They were for revenge. Although everyone thought that the Gotland people would retaliate, no one had thought too much about what kind of revenge it was.
Even when the Mellaren tribe, the leader of the Mind Subtribe Alliance, learned of this news, people's public opinion was applauding the actions of the Rus.
The day went as usual. The few rational people in the Mälaren tribe had thought that the Gotlanders would launch retaliatory attacks to the north.
Most people, they learned the news in May, but most people don't worry about these things at all.
What everyone is most worried about is still this year's trade season, how much money you can earn, what good things you can exchange, and wait until the wheat harvest in August to make a fortune.
Olekin, the leader of Mellaren, after learning of the news, it was not that he had never thought of the possibility of the enemy attacking his tribe.
However, since the beginning of his record, Mälarenburg has never been attacked by an enemy, and the vast Lake Mälaren has never been visited by Gotland or Danish forces. On the contrary, it is the tribal alliance under his leadership, and some small tribes composed of only a few hundred people are actively expanding to the south of the Gotaland Heights.
It is these people who continue to clash with the landing Gotland herders, basically fighting every year!
The sun rises as usual, and the days go by as usual.
Oleg was not without any preparations. He gave his guards with a strength of 500 men, gave orders to step up time to exercise, and rewarded them with better food, and that was all.
However, the Rus attacked Gotland, and this attack killed the large merchant south of the island and a "huge" settlement.
According to current standards, a settlement of two thousand people is a large settlement.
Because of Arik and Harrodsson, the Russ army led by them did not have a clear target of attack. They drove the fleet close to Gotland, then searched for a settlement and launched an indiscriminate raid.
As everyone knows, the fat man who was beheaded had a very close trade relationship with the Danes.
The death of this person, and even the destruction of the entire settlement, gave the Danes like an earthquake.
The Robard tribe, the most powerful among the Danes, was the "Lion" Hafgen, who served as the chief leader and also the leader of the alliance. He traveled freely as a king, and thus encountered major disturbances.
A small boat staggered to the port of the Lobad tribe, a small harbor in the north of Jutland.
The guards of the harbor usually charge a toll for entering the western sea through the strait. However, the desperate people in the boat are shouting to meet the leader of the alliance.
Hafgen, the leader of Denmark, is thirty-five years old and he is in his prime.
He sat arrogantly in his long room, sitting on his wooden chair decorated with whole black bear skins, and wearing a gold crown that imitated the Franks, and three sets of gold on his body. More than a dozen large robes made of ferret fur.
His whole person looks rich and extraordinary, his slightly thin face, sharp eyes, and the arms that inadvertently stretch out from the robe, and the strong muscles on it, prove that this person can be described as a ruthless character.
Someone from Gotland reported a terrible disaster?
Hafgen summoned more than a dozen of his savvy and capable cronies and ordered them to immediately put on their armor and helmets.
Only he himself was dressed up and dressed up and luxuriously, because he heard that Frank's noblest "chief" was similarly dressed.
The four people in the boat stumbled over. They knelt on the ground, making no secret of their rags and wounds.
Hafgento raised his chin and asked impatiently: "I'm very busy. If you don't have very important things, please leave."
"Oh! My lord, please allow me to report." An older person in the lead raised his head in tears.
"Say it."
"It's our homeland, which was attacked by the enemy. Our island was attacked by the Rus."
"What? Ross people?" For a moment, Hafgen's head was a little confused. I have to say that his knowledge of the Ross people is very limited, including the term that is very unfamiliar.
Upon seeing this, the old man hurriedly changed his statement: "It's the alliance in the north, it's the villains of Svealan."
"I know them. Our alliance has always had disputes with them. In the final analysis, it is your expansion on land." For the time being, Hafgen did not feel that the matter was particularly serious.
"Yes. But, they attacked our island. That alliance army ransacked our entire southern island. The matter is very serious, because of Oxon, he is dead."
"What? Oxon is dead?!" Hearing, Hafgen stood up directly. Not only him, but the eyes of those confidants were also shaking.
"It's true, my lord. The entire southern island is in flames, the entire Sikkenberg is looted by them, and all the wealth is looted by them. This year, our trade with you has been greatly affected. The entire island is panicking! All the families in the north have asked us to hope for the assistance of the great lord. We are very worried that those northerners will attack frequently, and they cannot be defeated by our strength alone. We need your assistance."
Hafgen took his place again.
Hafgen indeed became the leader of the tribe through a duel within the tribe with sword and shield. He has been the leader of the tribe for many years. This year, 829 AD is also his second year as the leader of the alliance.
Unexpectedly, in the second year, the Northern Alliance blatantly provoked.
Seeing the atmosphere of the leader's face, the four messengers who reported the letter immediately added their oil and vinegar, as if Gotland Island was not only in dire straits, but was likely to be completely occupied by the Northern Alliance.
The four of them talked more and more excited, and their voices were full of grief and anger.
Indeed, the attacks by the attackers against the settlements were indiscriminate. They did not intend to leave a living as a slave at all, but hacked and killed indiscriminately!
The words of the four really surprised Hafgen.
He sat in his seat, his eyes widening: "It's all real? Oh, what a bunch of savages."
"Yes, sir!" the old man continued, "this year is just the beginning! They will ransack the entire island of Gotland, kill all people, and plunder all wealth. They will continue to expand on the high ground until..."
"Until? Where?"
The old man paused: "Until you reach the great Lobad tribe. I think they will attack your territory in the northern highlands without hesitation."
"How can they!?" Hafgen stood up abruptly, his wide-eyed eyes and his ugly mouth, as if he was about to swallow everything.
The old man realized that his bitterness drama and the aggressive method had worked, and now he should continue to add fuel to the fire.
"My lord, the Northern Alliance must doubt your majesty, thinking that our Danish Alliance is not strong. They are really stupid."
"Yes! They are very stupid. It seems...I need to make them understand who is the most noble." As he said, the toothy Hafgen drew out his sword and slammed it into the long room. On the soft sand.
Then he gave another terrible roar.
"Brothers!" He ordered loudly, "Go and gather all the tribes and order them to send people over. I want to organize an army to fight against the abominable Northern Alliance!"
Hafgen's decision was indeed a bit sloppy. His brothers did not dare to disobey the leader's order, here to choose the messenger, and report to the eleven allied tribes.
When it was nightfall, Hafgen thought about it, although he realized that he was now launching a war mobilization and organizing the army to retaliate, the timing was a bit untimely.
It's as if his beard was caught by those enemies and burned again. With this shame, how could he not be angry? revenge! Must revenge!
Besides, it's your allies, especially the Gotlanders who have left the Northern Alliance and insisted on joining the Danish Alliance. If they don't support them, what will other allies think?
It was the prelude to the Northern Alliance that provoked a large-scale war.
It is war, and it can also make a lot of wealth for one's own alliance.
The order for the assembly of the army has been issued, but Hafgen felt that those allies would not send an army at this moment.
The reason is obvious.
Those tribes living in southern Jutland, after sowing the wheat in the spring, organized manpower to attack the Franks and Wende.
The fighting in the south continued, and Hafgen estimated that the Northern Alliance thought of the situation on its own side, and felt that it could launch an offensive without fear.
"You are betting that I can't organize a huge army in this period? Think that the main force of our alliance is going to attack the Franks? Bah! I can organize two thousand people."
The Mellaren tribe, the richest in the Northern Alliance, Hafgen knew them well, and understood that it was a very large ethnic group.
Want to completely conquer them through a war? It is impossible to rely solely on the strength of one's own tribe. If a war is to be carried out, a huge coalition must be organized, and war is not a decisive battle that can end everything.
The timing is very immature, and it is not wise to attack the Mellaren tribe rashly.
However, there must be no problem with the small tribes who attacked the Northern Alliance and led an army to "Guardian Conquest".
Therefore, in Hafgen’s mind, it is enough to organize an army of about two thousand people and launch a military operation that lasts for a short time. In the end, he had no confidence in conquering the north in one go. He found a target and hit hard, vented the Gotland people, and gave a military performance to the tribes of the alliance. He was very happy.
The messenger moved very quickly. In just two days, all the tribes on the Jutland Peninsula learned of the summoning order from the leader.
The order to summon the army to prepare for battle is down! In the past, the leader issued such orders to attack the Franks in the south.
Everyone deeply remembered that Godfried, the dead leader, led everyone to organize a huge fleet and looted the mountains of gold and silver on the land of the Franks. All the tribes involved in the operation had a considerable fortune.
With such a great victory, all tribes in Denmark are spontaneously launching attacks on Frank. The attacks have been repeated year after year without interruption.
This time, as the leader of the "Lion" Hafgen for just over a year, he is determined to attack the Northern Alliance? !
For a time, quite a few tribes thought this decision was very unwise.
Some tribes did not welcome this decision, while others felt it was a huge opportunity.
Especially those young people who are eager to make meritorious deeds, eager to prove on the battlefield that they are a warrior who can be favored by the gods, and also eager to obtain considerable trophies based on a war. Because young people generally grew up listening to stories about Godfried.
In the south of Jutland, the leader of the tribe that built a stone wall to defend against the Franks and even the neighboring tribes, Ragnar, son of Sigurd, had a strong desire for a war against the north.
But for this war, the old Sigurd was obviously not keen on it.
"Father, are you afraid of those people in Svealand?!" Ragnar, who was only nineteen years old, asked his father.
"Oh, my child. I am not afraid of them [new www.xsbiquge.vip], but you must understand that they are some very brave people."
"Father, are you doubting my bravery? I beheaded that person, can't it prove my bravery?"
Sigurd is very satisfied with his son. He has many sons, but this one is the most qualified to inherit his position. It was this Ragnar, who dared to fight on behalf of himself against the enemy's leader in battle at the age of only fifteen, and finally won a clean victory without even a single wound.
After this battle, Ragnar's prestige in the tribe was shocked.
Today, Ragnar is married and his wife is pregnant. Everything is getting better.
Son likes to fight, which is a good thing. Sigurd just doesn't want his son, or even his own tribe, to go to the north to help those Gotlanders, to the so-called prestige of Hafgen, to die in vain.
What's more, many young people from the tribe have crossed the stone wall and attacked the Franks by land.
Could it be that the tribe will then assign troops to stay behind to respond to the call of the leader?
Sigurd thought for a while and told the young Ragnar what he thought: "Child, you can take a group of warriors to the north. As a leader, I won't allow you to take a lot of people. You can take one at most. Hundreds of people."
"What? Father? We shouldn't be so stingy. I can command the army all the way to Mellaren and get their gold back."
"You are too young! They can detail Gotland, why do you think they are as stupid and weak as the Franks? Why do you think you are stronger than them?"
"No! Father, I am indeed strong." Ragnar just turned back, his rebellious heart felt that he could do things that ordinary people could not do. For example, who would have thought that a fifteen-year-old child could kill the strong leader of the opponent?
Sigurd shook his head: "Now many brothers are launching an offensive in the south. If you take a group of young people out again, what about the defense of our tribe? How can you be sure that the neighboring tribes will not take advantage of our emptiness and launch Sneak attack? Child, don't forget! You personally cut off that leader's head! Although we are all in the same alliance, who can guarantee that they will not attack suddenly."
Sigurd of the Ring, UU Reading www.uukānshu.com Under the brilliance of the leader of Goldfrid, the once young he had no chance to compete for the leader of the league.
Today, I am getting older, and the leaders of various tribes are generally getting older.
Since ancient times, the Robard tribe has been strong. In order to avoid internal chaos, the various tribes have supported Robard’s Hafgen as the leader while fighting each other occasionally.
Sigurd finally covered his son's head with his big hand: "Ragna, of all my sons, you are the bravest. Sooner or later, Hafgen will give up his future because of his madness. And you should become the new leader. Or, like the Franks, be crowned king."
His father's words touched Ragner.
Afterwards, Sigurd thought for a while. If he really gave his son a hundred people, three warships in this army would be enough. Dignified Sigurd of the Ring, sent so few people to accept war mobilization? It's too shabby!
Finally, one day after the messenger came, Ragnar, who was only nineteen years old, led the two hundred warriors of his tribe and rowed a total of six dragon-head warships toward the port of the Robard tribe.
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The Rosses attacked Gotland Island. They were for revenge. Although everyone thought that the Gotland people would retaliate, no one had thought too much about what kind of revenge it was.
Even when the Mellaren tribe, the leader of the Mind Subtribe Alliance, learned of this news, people's public opinion was applauding the actions of the Rus.
The day went as usual. The few rational people in the Mälaren tribe had thought that the Gotlanders would launch retaliatory attacks to the north.
Most people, they learned the news in May, but most people don't worry about these things at all.
What everyone is most worried about is still this year's trade season, how much money you can earn, what good things you can exchange, and wait until the wheat harvest in August to make a fortune.
Olekin, the leader of Mellaren, after learning of the news, it was not that he had never thought of the possibility of the enemy attacking his tribe.
However, since the beginning of his record, Mälarenburg has never been attacked by an enemy, and the vast Lake Mälaren has never been visited by Gotland or Danish forces. On the contrary, it is the tribal alliance under his leadership, and some small tribes composed of only a few hundred people are actively expanding to the south of the Gotaland Heights.
It is these people who continue to clash with the landing Gotland herders, basically fighting every year!
The sun rises as usual, and the days go by as usual.
Oleg was not without any preparations. He gave his guards with a strength of 500 men, gave orders to step up time to exercise, and rewarded them with better food, and that was all.
However, the Rus attacked Gotland, and this attack killed the large merchant south of the island and a "huge" settlement.
According to current standards, a settlement of two thousand people is a large settlement.
Because of Arik and Harrodsson, the Russ army led by them did not have a clear target of attack. They drove the fleet close to Gotland, then searched for a settlement and launched an indiscriminate raid.
As everyone knows, the fat man who was beheaded had a very close trade relationship with the Danes.
The death of this person, and even the destruction of the entire settlement, gave the Danes like an earthquake.
The Robard tribe, the most powerful among the Danes, was the "Lion" Hafgen, who served as the chief leader and also the leader of the alliance. He traveled freely as a king, and thus encountered major disturbances.
A small boat staggered to the port of the Lobad tribe, a small harbor in the north of Jutland.
The guards of the harbor usually charge a toll for entering the western sea through the strait. However, the desperate people in the boat are shouting to meet the leader of the alliance.
Hafgen, the leader of Denmark, is thirty-five years old and he is in his prime.
He sat arrogantly in his long room, sitting on his wooden chair decorated with whole black bear skins, and wearing a gold crown that imitated the Franks, and three sets of gold on his body. More than a dozen large robes made of ferret fur.
His whole person looks rich and extraordinary, his slightly thin face, sharp eyes, and the arms that inadvertently stretch out from the robe, and the strong muscles on it, prove that this person can be described as a ruthless character.
Someone from Gotland reported a terrible disaster?
Hafgen summoned more than a dozen of his savvy and capable cronies and ordered them to immediately put on their armor and helmets.
Only he himself was dressed up and dressed up and luxuriously, because he heard that Frank's noblest "chief" was similarly dressed.
The four people in the boat stumbled over. They knelt on the ground, making no secret of their rags and wounds.
Hafgento raised his chin and asked impatiently: "I'm very busy. If you don't have very important things, please leave."
"Oh! My lord, please allow me to report." An older person in the lead raised his head in tears.
"Say it."
"It's our homeland, which was attacked by the enemy. Our island was attacked by the Rus."
"What? Ross people?" For a moment, Hafgen's head was a little confused. I have to say that his knowledge of the Ross people is very limited, including the term that is very unfamiliar.
Upon seeing this, the old man hurriedly changed his statement: "It's the alliance in the north, it's the villains of Svealan."
"I know them. Our alliance has always had disputes with them. In the final analysis, it is your expansion on land." For the time being, Hafgen did not feel that the matter was particularly serious.
"Yes. But, they attacked our island. That alliance army ransacked our entire southern island. The matter is very serious, because of Oxon, he is dead."
"What? Oxon is dead?!" Hearing, Hafgen stood up directly. Not only him, but the eyes of those confidants were also shaking.
"It's true, my lord. The entire southern island is in flames, the entire Sikkenberg is looted by them, and all the wealth is looted by them. This year, our trade with you has been greatly affected. The entire island is panicking! All the families in the north have asked us to hope for the assistance of the great lord. We are very worried that those northerners will attack frequently, and they cannot be defeated by our strength alone. We need your assistance."
Hafgen took his place again.
Hafgen indeed became the leader of the tribe through a duel within the tribe with sword and shield. He has been the leader of the tribe for many years. This year, 829 AD is also his second year as the leader of the alliance.
Unexpectedly, in the second year, the Northern Alliance blatantly provoked.
Seeing the atmosphere of the leader's face, the four messengers who reported the letter immediately added their oil and vinegar, as if Gotland Island was not only in dire straits, but was likely to be completely occupied by the Northern Alliance.
The four of them talked more and more excited, and their voices were full of grief and anger.
Indeed, the attacks by the attackers against the settlements were indiscriminate. They did not intend to leave a living as a slave at all, but hacked and killed indiscriminately!
The words of the four really surprised Hafgen.
He sat in his seat, his eyes widening: "It's all real? Oh, what a bunch of savages."
"Yes, sir!" the old man continued, "this year is just the beginning! They will ransack the entire island of Gotland, kill all people, and plunder all wealth. They will continue to expand on the high ground until..."
"Until? Where?"
The old man paused: "Until you reach the great Lobad tribe. I think they will attack your territory in the northern highlands without hesitation."
"How can they!?" Hafgen stood up abruptly, his wide-eyed eyes and his ugly mouth, as if he was about to swallow everything.
The old man realized that his bitterness drama and the aggressive method had worked, and now he should continue to add fuel to the fire.
"My lord, the Northern Alliance must doubt your majesty, thinking that our Danish Alliance is not strong. They are really stupid."
"Yes! They are very stupid. It seems...I need to make them understand who is the most noble." As he said, the toothy Hafgen drew out his sword and slammed it into the long room. On the soft sand.
Then he gave another terrible roar.
"Brothers!" He ordered loudly, "Go and gather all the tribes and order them to send people over. I want to organize an army to fight against the abominable Northern Alliance!"
Hafgen's decision was indeed a bit sloppy. His brothers did not dare to disobey the leader's order, here to choose the messenger, and report to the eleven allied tribes.
When it was nightfall, Hafgen thought about it, although he realized that he was now launching a war mobilization and organizing the army to retaliate, the timing was a bit untimely.
It's as if his beard was caught by those enemies and burned again. With this shame, how could he not be angry? revenge! Must revenge!
Besides, it's your allies, especially the Gotlanders who have left the Northern Alliance and insisted on joining the Danish Alliance. If they don't support them, what will other allies think?
It was the prelude to the Northern Alliance that provoked a large-scale war.
It is war, and it can also make a lot of wealth for one's own alliance.
The order for the assembly of the army has been issued, but Hafgen felt that those allies would not send an army at this moment.
The reason is obvious.
Those tribes living in southern Jutland, after sowing the wheat in the spring, organized manpower to attack the Franks and Wende.
The fighting in the south continued, and Hafgen estimated that the Northern Alliance thought of the situation on its own side, and felt that it could launch an offensive without fear.
"You are betting that I can't organize a huge army in this period? Think that the main force of our alliance is going to attack the Franks? Bah! I can organize two thousand people."
The Mellaren tribe, the richest in the Northern Alliance, Hafgen knew them well, and understood that it was a very large ethnic group.
Want to completely conquer them through a war? It is impossible to rely solely on the strength of one's own tribe. If a war is to be carried out, a huge coalition must be organized, and war is not a decisive battle that can end everything.
The timing is very immature, and it is not wise to attack the Mellaren tribe rashly.
However, there must be no problem with the small tribes who attacked the Northern Alliance and led an army to "Guardian Conquest".
Therefore, in Hafgen’s mind, it is enough to organize an army of about two thousand people and launch a military operation that lasts for a short time. In the end, he had no confidence in conquering the north in one go. He found a target and hit hard, vented the Gotland people, and gave a military performance to the tribes of the alliance. He was very happy.
The messenger moved very quickly. In just two days, all the tribes on the Jutland Peninsula learned of the summoning order from the leader.
The order to summon the army to prepare for battle is down! In the past, the leader issued such orders to attack the Franks in the south.
Everyone deeply remembered that Godfried, the dead leader, led everyone to organize a huge fleet and looted the mountains of gold and silver on the land of the Franks. All the tribes involved in the operation had a considerable fortune.
With such a great victory, all tribes in Denmark are spontaneously launching attacks on Frank. The attacks have been repeated year after year without interruption.
This time, as the leader of the "Lion" Hafgen for just over a year, he is determined to attack the Northern Alliance? !
For a time, quite a few tribes thought this decision was very unwise.
Some tribes did not welcome this decision, while others felt it was a huge opportunity.
Especially those young people who are eager to make meritorious deeds, eager to prove on the battlefield that they are a warrior who can be favored by the gods, and also eager to obtain considerable trophies based on a war. Because young people generally grew up listening to stories about Godfried.
In the south of Jutland, the leader of the tribe that built a stone wall to defend against the Franks and even the neighboring tribes, Ragnar, son of Sigurd, had a strong desire for a war against the north.
But for this war, the old Sigurd was obviously not keen on it.
"Father, are you afraid of those people in Svealand?!" Ragnar, who was only nineteen years old, asked his father.
"Oh, my child. I am not afraid of them [new www.xsbiquge.vip], but you must understand that they are some very brave people."
"Father, are you doubting my bravery? I beheaded that person, can't it prove my bravery?"
Sigurd is very satisfied with his son. He has many sons, but this one is the most qualified to inherit his position. It was this Ragnar, who dared to fight on behalf of himself against the enemy's leader in battle at the age of only fifteen, and finally won a clean victory without even a single wound.
After this battle, Ragnar's prestige in the tribe was shocked.
Today, Ragnar is married and his wife is pregnant. Everything is getting better.
Son likes to fight, which is a good thing. Sigurd just doesn't want his son, or even his own tribe, to go to the north to help those Gotlanders, to the so-called prestige of Hafgen, to die in vain.
What's more, many young people from the tribe have crossed the stone wall and attacked the Franks by land.
Could it be that the tribe will then assign troops to stay behind to respond to the call of the leader?
Sigurd thought for a while and told the young Ragnar what he thought: "Child, you can take a group of warriors to the north. As a leader, I won't allow you to take a lot of people. You can take one at most. Hundreds of people."
"What? Father? We shouldn't be so stingy. I can command the army all the way to Mellaren and get their gold back."
"You are too young! They can detail Gotland, why do you think they are as stupid and weak as the Franks? Why do you think you are stronger than them?"
"No! Father, I am indeed strong." Ragnar just turned back, his rebellious heart felt that he could do things that ordinary people could not do. For example, who would have thought that a fifteen-year-old child could kill the strong leader of the opponent?
Sigurd shook his head: "Now many brothers are launching an offensive in the south. If you take a group of young people out again, what about the defense of our tribe? How can you be sure that the neighboring tribes will not take advantage of our emptiness and launch Sneak attack? Child, don't forget! You personally cut off that leader's head! Although we are all in the same alliance, who can guarantee that they will not attack suddenly."
Sigurd of the Ring, UU Reading www.uukānshu.com Under the brilliance of the leader of Goldfrid, the once young he had no chance to compete for the leader of the league.
Today, I am getting older, and the leaders of various tribes are generally getting older.
Since ancient times, the Robard tribe has been strong. In order to avoid internal chaos, the various tribes have supported Robard’s Hafgen as the leader while fighting each other occasionally.
Sigurd finally covered his son's head with his big hand: "Ragna, of all my sons, you are the bravest. Sooner or later, Hafgen will give up his future because of his madness. And you should become the new leader. Or, like the Franks, be crowned king."
His father's words touched Ragner.
Afterwards, Sigurd thought for a while. If he really gave his son a hundred people, three warships in this army would be enough. Dignified Sigurd of the Ring, sent so few people to accept war mobilization? It's too shabby!
Finally, one day after the messenger came, Ragnar, who was only nineteen years old, led the two hundred warriors of his tribe and rowed a total of six dragon-head warships toward the port of the Robard tribe.
The Rosses attacked Gotland Island. They were for revenge. Although everyone thought that the Gotland people would retaliate, no one had thought too much about what kind of revenge it was.Even when the Mellaren tribe, the leader of the Mind Subtribe Alliance, learned of this news, people's public opinion was applauding the actions of the Rus.The day went as usual. The few rational people in the Mlaren tribe had thought that the Gotlanders would launch retaliatory attacks to the north.Most people, they learned the news in May, but most people don't worry about these things at all.What everyone is most worried about is still this year's trade season, how much money you can earn, what good things you can exchange, and wait until the wheat harvest in August to make a fortune.Olekin, the leader of Mellaren, after learning of the news, it was not that he had never thought of the possibility of the enemy attacking his tribe.However, since the beginning of his record, Mlarenburg has never been attacked by an enemy, and the vast Lake Mlaren has never been visited by Gotland or Danish forces. On the contrary, it is the tribal alliance under his leadership, and some small tribes composed of only a few hundred people are actively expanding to the south of the Gotaland Heights.It is these people who continue to clash with the landing Gotland herders, basically fighting every year!The sun rises as usual, and the days go by as usual.Oleg was not without any preparations. He gave his guards with a strength of 500 men, gave orders to step up time to exercise, and rewarded them with better food, and that was all.However, the Rus attacked Gotland, and this attack killed the large merchant south of the island and a "huge" settlement.According to current standards, a settlement of two thousand people is a large settlement.Because of Arik and Harrodsson, the Russ army led by them did not have a clear target of attack. They drove the fleet close to Gotland, then searched for a settlement and launched an indiscriminate raid.As everyone knows, the fat man who was beheaded had a very close trade relationship with the Danes.The death of this person, and even the destruction of the entire settlement, gave the Danes like an earthquake.The Robard tribe, the most powerful among the Danes, was the "Lion" Hafgen, who served as the chief leader and also the leader of the alliance. He traveled freely as a king, and thus encountered major disturbances.A small boat staggered to the port of the Lobad tribe, a small harbor in the north of Jutland.The guards of the harbor usually charge a toll for entering the western sea through the strait. However, the desperate people in the boat are shouting to meet the leader of the alliance.Hafgen, the leader of Denmark, is thirty-five years old and he is in his prime.He sat arrogantly in his long room, sitting on his wooden chair decorated with whole black bear skins, and wearing a gold crown that imitated the Franks, and three sets of gold on his body. More than a dozen large robes made of ferret fur.His whole person looks rich and extraordinary, his slightly thin face, sharp eyes, and the arms that inadvertently stretch out from the robe, and the strong muscles on it, prove that this person can be described as a ruthless character.Someone from Gotland reported a terrible disaster?Hafgen summoned more than a dozen of his savvy and capable cronies and ordered them to immediately put on their armor and helmets.Only he himself was dressed up and dressed up and luxuriously, because he heard that Frank's noblest "chief" was similarly dressed.The four people in the boat stumbled over. They knelt on the ground, making no secret of their rags and wounds.Hafgento raised his chin and asked impatiently: "I'm very busy. If you don't have very important things, please leave.""Oh! My lord, please allow me to report." An older person in the lead raised his head in tears."Say it.""It's our homeland, which was attacked by the enemy. Our island was attacked by the Rus.""What? Ross people?" For a moment, Hafgen's head was a little confused. I have to say that his knowledge of the Ross people is very limited, including the term that is very unfamiliar.Upon seeing this, the old man hurriedly changed his statement: "It's the alliance in the north, it's the villains of Svealan.""I know them. Our alliance has always had disputes with them. In the final analysis, it is your expansion on land." For the time being, Hafgen did not feel that the matter was particularly serious."Yes. But, they attacked our island. That alliance army ransacked our entire southern island. The matter is very serious, because of Oxon, he is dead.""What? Oxon is dead?!" Hearing, Hafgen stood up directly. Not only him, but the eyes of those confidants were also shaking."It's true, my lord. The entire southern island is in flames, the entire Sikkenberg is looted by them, and all the wealth is looted by them. This year, our trade with you has been greatly affected. The entire island is panicking! All the families in the north have asked us to hope for the assistance of the great lord. We are very worried that those northerners will attack frequently, and they cannot be defeated by our strength alone. We need your assistance."Hafgen took his place again.Hafgen indeed became the leader of the tribe through a duel within the tribe with sword and shield. He has been the leader of the tribe for many years. This year, 829 AD is also his second year as the leader of the alliance.Unexpectedly, in the second year, the Northern Alliance blatantly provoked.Seeing the atmosphere of the leader's face, the four messengers who reported the letter immediately added their oil and vinegar, as if Gotland Island was not only in dire straits, but was likely to be completely occupied by the Northern Alliance.The four of them talked more and more excited, and their voices were full of grief and anger.Indeed, the attacks by the attackers against the settlements were indiscriminate. They did not intend to leave a living as a slave at all, but hacked and killed indiscriminately!The words of the four really surprised Hafgen.He sat in his seat, his eyes widening: "It's all real? Oh, what a bunch of savages.""Yes, sir!" the old man continued, "this year is just the beginning! They will ransack the entire island of Gotland, kill all people, and plunder all wealth. They will continue to expand on the high ground until...""Until? Where?"The old man paused: "Until you reach the great Lobad tribe. I think they will attack your territory in the northern highlands without hesitation.""How can they!?" Hafgen stood up abruptly, his wide-eyed eyes and his ugly mouth, as if he was about to swallow everything.The old man realized that his bitterness drama and the aggressive method had worked, and now he should continue to add fuel to the fire."My lord, the Northern Alliance must doubt your majesty, thinking that our Danish Alliance is not strong. They are really stupid.""Yes! They are very stupid. It seems...I need to make them understand who is the most noble." As he said, the toothy Hafgen drew out his sword and slammed it into the long room. On the soft sand.Then he gave another terrible roar."Brothers!" He ordered loudly, "Go and gather all the tribes and order them to send people over. I want to organize an army to fight against the abominable Northern Alliance!"Hafgen's decision was indeed a bit sloppy. His brothers did not dare to disobey the leader's order, here to choose the messenger, and report to the eleven allied tribes.When it was nightfall, Hafgen thought about it, although he realized that he was now launching a war mobilization and organizing the army to retaliate, the timing was a bit untimely.It's as if his beard was caught by those enemies and burned again. With this shame, how could he not be angry? revenge! Must revenge!Besides, it's your allies, especially the Gotlanders who have left the Northern Alliance and insisted on joining the Danish Alliance. If they don't support them, what will other allies think?It was the prelude to the Northern Alliance that provoked a large-scale war.It is war, and it can also make a lot of wealth for one's own alliance.The order for the assembly of the army has been issued, but Hafgen felt that those allies would not send an army at this moment.The reason is obvious.Those tribes living in southern Jutland, after sowing the wheat in the spring, organized manpower to attack the Franks and Wende.The fighting in the south continued, and Hafgen estimated that the Northern Alliance thought of the situation on its own side, and felt that it could launch an offensive without fear."You are betting that I can't organize a huge army in this period? Think that the main force of our alliance is going to attack the Franks? Bah! I can organize two thousand people."The Mellaren tribe, the richest in the Northern Alliance, Hafgen knew them well, and understood that it was a very large ethnic group.Want to completely conquer them through a war? It is impossible to rely solely on the strength of one's own tribe. If a war is to be carried out, a huge coalition must be organized, and war is not a decisive battle that can end everything.The timing is very immature, and it is not wise to attack the Mellaren tribe rashly.However, there must be no problem with the small tribes who attacked the Northern Alliance and led an army to "Guardian Conquest".Therefore, in Hafgen's mind, it is enough to organize an army of about two thousand people and launch a military operation that lasts for a short time. In the end, he had no confidence in conquering the north in one go. He found a target and hit hard, vented the Gotland people, and gave a military performance to the tribes of the alliance. He was very happy.The messenger moved very quickly. In just two days, all the tribes on the Jutland Peninsula learned of the summoning order from the leader.The order to summon the army to prepare for battle is down! In the past, the leader issued such orders to attack the Franks in the south.Everyone deeply remembered that Godfried, the dead leader, led everyone to organize a huge fleet and looted the mountains of gold and silver on the land of the Franks. All the tribes involved in the operation had a considerable fortune.With such a great victory, all tribes in Denmark are spontaneously launching attacks on Frank. The attacks have been repeated year after year without interruption.This time, as the leader of the "Lion" Hafgen for just over a year, he is determined to attack the Northern Alliance? !For a time, quite a few tribes thought this decision was very unwise.Some tribes did not welcome this decision, while others felt it was a huge opportunity.Especially those young people who are eager to make meritorious deeds, eager to prove on the battlefield that they are a warrior who can be favored by the gods, and also eager to obtain considerable trophies based on a war. Because young people generally grew up listening to stories about Godfried.In the south of Jutland, the leader of the tribe that built a stone wall to defend against the Franks and even the neighboring tribes, Ragnar, son of Sigurd, had a strong desire for a war against the north.But for this war, the old Sigurd was obviously not keen on it."Father, are you afraid of those people in Svealand?!" Ragnar, who was only nineteen years old, asked his father."Oh, my child. I am not afraid of them new www.xsbiquge.vip, but you must understand that they are some very brave people.""Father, are you doubting my bravery? I beheaded that person, can't it prove my bravery?"Sigurd is very satisfied with his son. He has many sons, but this one is the most qualified to inherit his position. It was this Ragnar, who dared to fight on behalf of himself against the enemy's leader in battle at the age of only fifteen, and finally won a clean victory without even a single wound.After this battle, Ragnar's prestige in the tribe was shocked.Today, Ragnar is married and his wife is pregnant. Everything is getting better.Son likes to fight, which is a good thing. Sigurd just doesn't want his son, or even his own tribe, to go to the north to help those Gotlanders, to the so-called prestige of Hafgen, to die in vain.What's more, many young people from the tribe have crossed the stone wall and attacked the Franks by land.Could it be that the tribe will then assign troops to stay behind to respond to the call of the leader?Sigurd thought for a while and told the young Ragnar what he thought: "Child, you can take a group of warriors to the north. As a leader, I won't allow you to take a lot of people. You can take one at most. Hundreds of people.""What? Father? We shouldn't be so stingy. I can command the army all the way to Mellaren and get their gold back.""You are too young! They can detail Gotland, why do you think they are as stupid and weak as the Franks? Why do you think you are stronger than them?""No! Father, I am indeed strong." Ragnar just turned back, his rebellious heart felt that he could do things that ordinary people could not do. For example, who would have thought that a fifteen-year-old child could kill the strong leader of the opponent?Sigurd shook his head: "Now many brothers are launching an offensive in the south. If you take a group of young people out again, what about the defense of our tribe? How can you be sure that the neighboring tribes will not take advantage of our emptiness and launch Sneak attack? Child, don't forget! You personally cut off that leader's head! Although we are all in the same alliance, who can guarantee that they will not attack suddenly."Sigurd of the Ring, UU Reading www.uuknshu.com Under the brilliance of the leader of Goldfrid, the once young he had no chance to compete for the leader of the league.Today, I am getting older, and the leaders of various tribes are generally getting older.Since ancient times, the Robard tribe has been strong. In order to avoid internal chaos, the various tribes have supported Robard's Hafgen as the leader while fighting each other occasionally.Sigurd finally covered his son's head with his big hand: "Ragna, of all my sons, you are the bravest. Sooner or later, Hafgen will give up his future because of his madness. And you should become the new leader. Or, like the Franks, be crowned king."His father's words touched Ragner.Afterwards, Sigurd thought for a while. If he really gave his son a hundred people, three warships in this army would be enough. Dignified Sigurd of the Ring, sent so few people to accept war mobilization? It's too shabby!Finally, one day after the messenger came, Ragnar, who was only nineteen years old, led the two hundred warriors of his tribe and rowed a total of six dragon-head warships toward the port of the Robard tribe.
