Chapter 257 6.5 Hummel Blood Pigeon's Rebirth (2)
Hummel Blood Pigeon is 52 years old this year.
This age is considered old among the Vikings, but when he stood among a group of English nobles with big bellies and loose muscles, he was surprised to find that his figure was still good.
Compared with these soft and old guys, he was as energetic as a 20-year-old young man. This made him feel quite proud, and he kept raising his wine glass to tease the elegant noble ladies around him.
Among the Vikings, Hummel is a well-deserved "big smart".
Since he was a child, he was far more intelligent than his companions with muscles in their brains.
This is reflected in many aspects. For example, when he was 12 years old, he knew that "pushing companions into the cliff and snatching their food" when hunting was much less labor-intensive than hunting himself.
When he was 15 years old, he found that his brother seemed to be more favored by his father than himself, so he threw a poisonous snake into his brother's bed on a dark night.
From then on, the eldest brother would never be a problem for him again.
When he was 20 years old, he smashed the base of the longboat on his way back from a robbery. The cold sea water instantly poured into the boat and drowned his father who couldn't swim. Only he managed to float to the shore with the fish bubble he had prepared long ago.
There was no way, his father was 43 years old and still didn't want to die.
If he didn't die, he would not be able to inherit Blood Pigeon Town.
In order to get this village, he manually promoted his biological father to the Hall of Valor.
In this way, he used various not-so-bright means to sit on the position of the lord of Blood Pigeon Town. However, when he became the lord, caught technicians to open up the salt field, and led the villagers of Blood Pigeon Town to become rich, no one cared what means he used to sit on this position.
Instead, the villagers were grateful to him.
In Blood Pigeon Town, they didn't know the Viking King or Duke Bernard. They only knew him as the "Blood Fox" Hummel Blood Pigeon.
And Mr. Hummel's life seemed to have been spent in "victory".
In the winter of the year before last, during the "War of Cold Water Village Defense", he was the last to enter the field to harvest, and almost took away the entire fortune of Old Gunk.
Last summer, he saw the opportunity to plunder the two kingdoms of Northumbria and Mercia.
These two great victories are enough to show that this man has a keen intuition about the battlefield and the fleeting opportunities.
Last autumn, when he found that Bakambusi led the Slavic rebels to revolt, old man Hummel made a prompt decision and led the whole family on a long ship to flee to the free trade city-state of the Visigothic Kingdom for refuge.
This brought two benefits.
1. Whether the Vikings or the Slavs won this war, he might be able to return to Blood Pigeon Town through mediation.
Because he had just plundered the Kingdom of Mercia, old man Hummel was very, very rich at this time.
2. He could preserve the combat power in his hands to the greatest extent.
In the cognition of old man Hummel, the soldiers under his command could only fight for themselves and die for themselves.
No one else, not to mention Duke Bernard, even the Viking King could not drive him to work for him.
Now, the Viking pirates of Blood Pigeon Town, who had spent a winter unscathed, had indeed waited for their chance. Through the hidden spies among the Vikings in the valley, old man Hummel discovered that it was Loki, an unknown young man, who became the final winner.
Based on his understanding of Loki, this young and energetic young man would definitely not be willing to silently swallow this loss.
In the early spring of this year, he will definitely find a way to return to the English Isles and fight a decisive battle with the 7 islands.
This old fox smelled the smell of "opportunity" again.
This opportunity was so important in his eyes that he even asked his daughter-in-law "Siren" Green to secretly meet with "Ecbert", the lord of Wessex, to seek opportunities for cooperation.
Sure enough, Ecbert attached great importance to this rare cooperation. He even sent his concubine as an envoy to the free trade city-state in the cold wind and heavy snow, bringing gifts and greetings to old man Hummel.
Of course, what Mr. Hummel didn't know was that the female pharaoh "Nefertiti" in Storm's End had uprooted the intelligence organization "Zoroastrianism" hidden underneath.
Nowadays, Ecbert can no longer obtain the movements of the Viking dukes in Storm's End by purchasing intelligence from the intelligence dealers in the "Fire Sacrifice".
"Hummel Blood Pigeon", who still has Viking spies and can transmit intelligence through ravens, has become an important chess piece that he must win over.
Of course, Mr. Hummel's brain did not lose his memory. He did not forget what he had done to the Mercian prince "Lancelot Elan". However, when he raised this little concern, Ecbert just sneered twice.
"Don't worry about that old guy Elan! He is as soft as an oyster on the beach!"
"My brother Hummel, calling him 'honest man' Elan in the seven countries is not an irony, it is already a rare compliment! Haha, what he did is completely worthy of the word coward!"
And today, old man Hummel also saw it. He walked into the meeting hall boldly, and Prince Lancelot, who had a leg burned by him last year, not only did not become his enemy, but walked up to him and talked cordially.
Until now, he didn't quite believe that everything happening in front of him was true!
Feeling that everyone in the room was looking at him, old man Hummel stroked his red beard twice and said in two newly learned English sentences:
"Thank you, brother Ai, for your trust in my Blood Pigeon Clan! Last year, we did have a lot of misunderstandings!"
But today, I, Hummel, can pat my chest and assure you that I am really here to help you!
The old lord of the valley is dead, and no one knows our new lord better than me! And now, that young boy is sitting in the position that originally belonged to me!
If my fellow countrymen in England can help me, old Hu, regain the position that originally belonged to me, you will never have to worry about the Vikings across the North Sea crossing the sea to plunder you!
You big families give me some money every year, and I will train strong warriors for you to guard your homes. You can unite to fight against the more powerful France across the strait
or even become the overlord of my Western Continent as soon as possible, and compete with the powerful Byzantine Empire!
Believe me, cooperating with my Blood Pigeon Clan will be a very correct decision!"