Vol 2 Chapter 630: 3 kings (sincere thanks to the silver lord for love)

The year 1066, this year, completely changed the history of Britain, and ended the long-term terrorist invasion of the Vikings. The Anglo-Saxon world was completely overturned-this was the biggest division in British history. The aliens thus truly ruled their land.
The events that took place during this year created a new Britain, whose language, laws and customs have continued to this day.
Some people say that the monarchy is granted by the gods, but sometimes the military power appears in the right place at the right time.
On January 4, 1066, Edward, who will be canonized as a confessor by Alexander III, the supreme patriarch of the universal church nearly a hundred years later, is not the more common horse king in this era, but he is a very enthusiastic governor of state affairs. Anglo-Saxon Wessex monarch, who has won the hearts and minds of the people, allocated all the surplus of the tax revenue of the treasury to charity. He was very generous to the poor and outsiders, and fully assisted the church. Develop and build, and participate in mass on time every morning-one can imagine the attitude of the religiously fanatical king towards witchcraft and those who are suspected of being wizards and witches.
But Edward’s reign is coming to an end. No matter how many good deeds he has done to civilians, no matter how many fires he has done to wizards, and no matter how pious he is to religion, Edward at this time is just a dying sixty-five. The old man, who has fallen into a semi-conscious state, is lying in bed dying, surrounded by the local pastor and his wife's elder brother Harold Gwenson-he has a close relationship with Edward and proved himself in the battle with Wales An excellent commander, Harold, who occupied a large area of ​​England with his three brothers, was basically the
deputy
king of the Wessex dynasty.
The extremely pious King Edward was loyal to marriage throughout his life. He had no heirs, and there was no successor to the Wessex throne.
"You are just a little feverish. God is with you-you have always been a good king. Under the watchful eyes of the Almighty Lord, you have defended this country, Amen." Harold Gwensen allowed his voice to be as gentle as possible to comfort him. Looking at the brother-in-law who was twenty years older and whose teeth were almost all lost, he could only open his mouth and tremble and breathe, but he didn’t know if the other party could hear him,
You have created a kingdom of God here, a There is no longer a kingdom of evil wizards. I will help you take care of it. You are my king and my friend. Thanks to you, England now has a reliable person to take over."
But to everyone’s expectations, the old king was the same as the one recorded in the only remaining manuscript "King Edward" in the world at that time. After being silent for a long time and falling into a semi-coma, he suddenly regained consciousness. The people gathered around his bed described his previous dreams.
"In my dream, two monks appeared in front of me. Among them, the obese one was a wizard I had executed before! His cure for pox was just to poke the farmer with a stick. Used to make rabbits out of the communion cup! But now he made a prediction to me..." Edward, who was still very energetic after the first half of the sentence, took the hand of Harold Gwensen, and his expression became full. Frightened, his breathing has obviously begun to be abnormal again, "Within a year and a day of my death...hoho...ho... the Lord will hand all my country into the hands of...ho... the enemy ...And then there will be wars and catastrophes...hoho...the devil will sweep my kingdom with flames and grinning..." (Author's Note: The content of the prophecy is in addition to the 7 words I used for water. They are all the real content recorded in "King Edward", which happens to be combined with the plot.)
At this time, two hundred miles south of London, a 38-year-old illegitimate son Duke was exercising an iron-fisted rule-he was born between the late Duke Robert I of Normandy and a maid who was a cobbler's daughter. The only son under.
From the age of seven, Duke William of Normandy evaded and resisted the assassinations and threats from relatives who believed he had more legal inheritance rights. He continued to struggle towards the peak of power and finally succeeded in inheriting the title.
Now, dissatisfied with the dukedom, he wants to become a king of monarchy, and he has set his goal to become the next king of England.
King Edward had promised William to inherit his throne when William visited England 15 years ago, although this Edward had actually made the same promise to others for the sake of his own throne. And the Harold Gwenson next to Edward when he was trapped in the Duchy of Normandy, he also admitted William's right to inherit the throne of England.
William is leading some elite knights who are almost equipped for combat training-repeatedly practicing charging against the dummy made of wooden sticks and linen bags. The head of the dummy is made of a cabbage. These The knights are trying their best to chop off more vegetable heads along the established route.
William, the Duke of Normandy, wore a blue cloak with a hem to the knee and sleeves to his wrist. He was a heavily armed knight who was much longer than most chain mails of this era. He also hung a smaller than traditional one behind his saddle. Round shield is a kite-shaped shield that provides more effective protection.
"Be serious about Lao Tzu! Watch Lao Tzu's performance!" Seeing that one of his red-haired men missed a cabbage, the extraordinarily sturdy Duke gave up his command training and picked it up by himself. The spear launched a charge at the dummies, and after stabbing a few "heads" cleanly, he drew the Norman sword tied to his waist, and charged at a speed much faster than others. The heads of the remaining dummies on the route were chopped to pieces.
This made all the knights and the servants who were constantly putting new cabbage on the dummy's head cheered.
"It's not difficult at all!" William took the horse rope to lower his speed, turned around and yelled at the red-haired knight who had just made a mistake. His expression only eased slightly until the opponent finished training again." Don't catch Lao Tzu again! Otherwise, you will go back to Lao Tzu and continue to be your court poet!"
The Normans designated the Vikings and their descendants to live in the West Franconian kingdom. They have now believed in Christianity, learned French, married locals and had children.
They were the supporters of the early large-scale heavy cavalry use in Europe. In most areas, the shield wall tactics left over from the Roman period were still used. The attacks of the Norman Knights were extremely terrible and tactically advanced. Status-This is due to a series of innovations and improvements in military technology: the Norman saddle is made of wood, and the front axle is heightened. Although it is not as comfortable as the previous leather, it makes the rider sit more stable; the saddle There are two wide girths underneath, one tied to the front of the mount and the other tied to the abdomen; two leather stirrups fall under the saddle. Norman cavalry used stirrups for the first time in Europe. They can stand up straight on the horse, clamp their spears with their arms and body, and use the speed and weight of the horse to hit the enemy. Even though the cavalry used to wield spears before that, they mostly wielded them on their shoulders, so the strength is naturally different.
And to the northeast, about a thousand miles away, in Scandinavia.
In the Viking lord’s longhouse, born in 1015, the descendant of the blonde king Haralda and the son of the chief of Eastern Norway Sigurso, the ruthless king of Norway Harald III is sitting on a chair and looking at his men He was beating a civilian who could not pay his taxes.
Although Harald Haderada is more than fifty years old, he is tall, with golden hair and beard, and he is still handsome and tall at his age. When he was young, he visited many places. With his excellent appearance, martial arts and commanding ability, he was favored by the Grand Duke of Kiev Yaroslav I? Vladimirovich and married Elizabeth, the daughter of the Grand Duke of Kiev.
This king, who was using a Viking axe as a fan to fan himself, recalled his previous life in battle. As long as he was willing to pay money, he could lead his men to fight for anyone, give him a place name, and he would Lead troops to fight over.
Poland? YEP!
Estonia? YEP!
Mediterranean pirates? YEP!
Holy land? YEP!
Sicily? YEP!
Bulgaria? YEP!
For a while, he even served as the leader of the Varangian Guard, the Royal Guards of the Byzantine Empire.
Because of this, he had a lot of money, had money to spend, and eventually returned to Norway and became a king. Although Harald was extremely greedy for power and wealth, there were something deeper in his Viking soul. He once tried to conquer Denmark but failed. He was like an old boxer, once a strong and brave fighter, and that era has passed, and he knows all this well.
In addition to treasures and hacking people, he who loves to write poems on the battlefield wants to make his name go down in history through this way, leaving a record of his victory and triumph for future generations, and like all great Vikings, Harald understands The most important thing a person can leave behind after death is his fame.
The former Norwegian king and the Viking king who owned most of England at that time reached an agreement, "When I die, the Norwegian king can inherit my throne."
So even the news that Edward was seriously ill had given him the idea that it was time for the Vikings to re-conquer England and become king. From the point of view of a Viking, their rule over England, It is the same as the Anglo-Saxon rule.
Invading England, the Vikings deserved it, and this was deeply rooted in their genes.
Harald, who has realized his aging, is eager to conquer one last time and create an immortal Viking legend, a legend of immortality.
The king’s thoughts were quickly interrupted by the voice of the wailing civilian who was kneeling on the ground~EbookFREE.me~ He raised his axe a little annoyedly, stood up and walked towards the poor man who fell on the ground Guys, the surrounding men immediately spread out and hid to the side to avoid being affected by the king's anger.
As Harald approached, the poor civilian didn't even dare to say begging for mercy, "You should know, I mean, how do you repay me? I ensure the safety of you and your parents, and You don’t take your responsibility seriously. You have to pay on time. I can’t do anything you do like this..."
With a muffled sound, the king directly hit him with the axe handle and fell to the ground. He couldn't help crying because of the pain, and because of fear, the poor worm who tried to restrain him kept making strange noises and lay down. He blindly covered his head with his hands on the ground, trying to avoid the next attack.
"It's not that I don't like your screaming like killing pigs, but this is enough." The Viking king put himself on his axe, lowered his head and looked at the civilian, "Now, let me crawl. Go home and tell your neighbours what will happen if you don’t pay taxes..."
"According to... Master." The commoner who couldn't pay the tax was struggling to get up just as if he was amnesty, but he was kicked off by the king who was still leaning on his axe.
"I told you to crawl home! Come, throw him out!" The king spit on the ground, beckoning his men to throw the civilian who was convulsing on the ground out of the long house. He did not return to his own. On the throne, he took a large glass of malt from the maid—the king didn't like to drink the mead that other Viking nobles liked, thinking that was a little sissy.
Harald drank a glass of wine, then dropped the wooden cup on the ground, then raised his head to meditate for a while and continued to write poetry.
"Since the oak tree came out of the acorn, I have eliminated 13 enemies..."