Vol 2 Chapter 653: Marching (sincere thanks to the leader for sitting down)

Two hundred miles north of London, in Yorkshire, near a crystal clear stream, Tofi and the others slapped the cold stream on their cheeks, enjoying this rare relaxing time. The hooves of horses kept coming closer, they turned their heads to look, and saw a chestnut English pony in the distance carrying a soldier galloping towards the bridge. They couldn't help but stop their movements and pay attention to this person. Yiqi's dynamics.
At this moment, a soldier hurriedly rushed to the bridge and found Odegar, one of Harold's guards and recruiters. "My lord..." He hurried over and approached Odegar worriedly. After Degas muttered a few words in a low voice, he immediately turned around and climbed on the horse and continued to run towards the other camp.
"Hi, everyone, stand up!" Odegaar shouted, "Let’s go, stand up!"
The militiamen who rested by the stream showed a trace of boredom and impatience, but helplessly, they stood up obediently and looked at their leader suspiciously.
"Leofrik, because of your previous feat of killing the Viking Berserker leader, I am promoted to captain, and you swear while marching." Aldegar leaned out from the bridge, pointing to the tall and thin Leo Frick ordered.
"What's so urgent?" Leofric didn't care too much about his promotion. Anyway, he would turn back to a farmer as long as he finished playing with his stick. At most it would be more rewards. What he cares about now is What happened, he asked the question everyone wanted to know.
"The Normans are here!" Ordegar said worriedly. "They have invaded after the season of combat. They have landed in Sussex!"
"Sussex?" The young Tofi lifted his heart suddenly and blurted out. It was their hometown, and all their relatives were in Crohurst near Sussex.
"Stand up, let's go." Odegar raised his arms and shouted loudly.
"Do you know where they are now?" Tofi asked, "Where are they in Sussex?" Tofi was anxious, they were fighting outside, too far away from the Normans who had invaded their homes.
"According to the intelligence of secret agents who were constantly changing to Singapore and Malaysia along the way, they appeared in Pevensey in Sussex... and then quickly occupied the neighboring town of Blackstings." Odegar sighed. The Earl of Wessex is the heart of the new king, and now it has been almost taken down by the Normans without a single fight. This is undoubtedly a major blow to the English, and the enemy did not immediately attack London but The establishment of a stable rear here means that the surrounding villages lacking protection of young and strong are exposed to this group of Normans who are also descendants of Vikings in the name of brutality...
The Britons who don’t have enough time to rest are now so eager for fighters that those who are purely for subsistence or money can be approved to enter the army, no matter who they were loyal to before-this allows some who have been defeated but forced The remaining Vikings hiding in the vicinity responded to their call to become mercenaries and joined the team of the former enemy King Harold of England.
As they traveled day and night, the strength of Harold's army gradually weakened.
Tofi and Leocliffe walked through the dense forests in the north. Many people who stopped to rest fell and died. The rapid march made the army exhausted. "We are here to rest." Different from the urging he had when he came before, Odegar yelled at the militiamen asking them to rest instead of rushing back desperately.
Tofi, who was breathing with his mouth open, put his hands on his knees, and worried about his new wife, Judith, raised his head and looked at Odegar eagerly: "This way, I can't rush back to the south in time."
"I order you to rest." Odegar also replied panting, and sat down on the ground.
The swift running made many soldiers unable to control themselves and vomited. Some soldiers even vomited yellow-green bile.
In contrast, the situation of the Viking fighters assigned to Odegar’s team is much better. He said to Odegar:
In fact, if you are willing to send ships to Norway, I believe there are more Beijing people are willing to join."
"It's too late, and we also have to be able to have a rest winter." The Beatles' Odegar replied in a friendly manner to the previous enemy-Vikings who usually have no bottom line during plundering have a reputation after being hired. good.
"Your king?" the Viking asked.
"I haven't heard from him for two days." Odegar said muffledly.
Leocliffe, who had serious dark circles under his eyes, looked at him, "I hope he is running for more people." Odegar added.
"I hope?" The Viking caught these two words, but Odegar was no longer willing to answer.
"Odegar, we are well rested." Tofey, who was pale, reminded hurriedly, breathing heavily.
"We can't go as we did when we came to the north. The road started to be rough. We must save our energy and stop bothering me." Sitting on the ground, Odegar turned aside his face impatiently.
"What about Crohurst?" Tofi insisted.
"That's just a small village with less than ten families, and England is a country." Although Odegar was heartbroken, his answer was somewhat ruthless for the sake of the overall situation.
"Please at least let me go back." Tofi pleaded.
"If so few people are allowed to find their families, we won't be able to win this battle. Forgive me." Odegar lowered his head, and Tofi could not see his expression clearly, so he turned around and said Leocliffe asked for help, but found that his best friend stared into the distance-there seemed to be some thick smoke floating there.
The militia team stopped talking, spread out and lowered their figure and slowly surrounded themselves in the dense smoke. The sun passed through the forest, and the mottled light shone on the clearing. They finally found that a white horse was tied to a tree. There was a leisurely stop next to the tree, and a group of tan horses were roped behind the white horses, and heavy smoke rose from the ashes of a burnt wooden cart nearby.
But at this time the Anglo-Saxon militia focused their attention on the horsebacks of these two horses. The mosquitoes and flies buzzed around the two horses, causing their tails to sweep from time to time. Moving.
"What is this?" Leocliffe asked uncertainly.
"Norman did a good thing." Odegar answered the question of the new militia captain with a gloomy expression.
On the white horse, a female corpse leaned over on the white horse, surrounded by mosquitoes and flies, her scorched feet hung down from the horse, and her unburnt, tousled hair was placed on the horse’s back, leaving behind Skeleton face and blackened body.
The corpse of the other tan horse was even more pitiful. The charred corpse was lying on the horse's back. The big mouth seemed to accuse him of the inhuman abuse he had suffered before, telling everyone of his pain.
Odegar stepped forward and looked at the immediately charred body. He lifted the covered clothing on the ground, and there were all charred corpses below.
"This is a message for your king." Several Vikings looked at each other and said.
Aldegar looked around at all the militiamen present, with a deep voice: "I want all the soldiers here to look at the corpse of this village woman," his tone gradually increased, "This is why we have to fight!"
"You go back to Crowhurst Village, boy," Odeja looked at Tofi who was a little dazed. "You go back to the south and see our village."
"No, there must be fraud. They sent the corpses of these women here just to anger you and rush back to fight." The Viking mercenaries who are familiar with the Norman and also derived from the Viking methods calmly It is suggested that ~EbookFREE.me~ disassemble the female corpses from the white horse, and the rest of the militia has begun to place the remains of these dead women so that their bodies are no longer exposed to broad daylight and let them enter the soil for safety. .
Odegar did not pay attention to the talking Viking, but looked at Tofi with a bewildered look and ordered: "If you are not afraid of encountering the Norman scout team, go back to the south. Ride here. Horse."
"Leofrik," Odegar continued to order, "Don't forget that you are the captain, go with him, be careful, if you meet a Norman, don't fight, just run!"
What does Leofrik want to say to Odegar? But Odegar interrupted him and shouted: "Go!"
Odegar turned around and took two steps, then turned to look at Leofric, and exhorted: "If you get to Crowhurst, if you find any surviving women, take them to the monastery. The Man must not dare to harass these hermits' courtyards easily. Try to find as many men as possible and tell them that we will send a large army, but we need more men, go."
"I don't know which way leads to Crowhurst." Leovrik stretched out his hand and asked for help from Odegar who turned to leave.
"We will find the way, we have to take the paths of those who have fish, and the paths that keep coming before you smell the sea salt." Odegar replied.
"The smell of ashes can help you find your village." A Viking added, but in exchange for the Anglo-Saxon glares, he shrugged and returned to his team.
Leocliffe looked dignified, turned his head, rode on the white horse, and sat behind Tofi, who had already been waiting for a long time.