Chapter 280 6.28 Night Attack
The apple plantation is not far from Wanghai Fortress. After slipping out of the busy construction warehouse, no one paid attention to them along the way.
Several people took off their muddy coats and walked on the dark country road. They didn't even see a patrol team along the way.
In just one hour, they had arrived at the outskirts of an exquisite manor.
"Yes, it should be here because I saw many patrolling soldiers around the manor!"
"And if I'm not mistaken, most of these people should be the chosen ones of the Holy Bishop! I saw the white light emanating from them!"
Guraul's eyes flashed with excitement, and even Satyr couldn't help his irritable muscles and thought about rushing into the manor immediately.
The Vikings' favorite enemy is the equally barbaric Slavs on the other side of the Baltic Sea.
In the battle with the Slavs, both sides roared and picked up weapons to fight each other, and a battle would often be decided within 10 minutes. Those who can still breathe roared to gain a victory, and those who lost their breath happily went to see Odin.
Simple, exciting and direct.
In the short lives of most Vikings, they have never fought such a frustrating battle in the past few days.
Lacking long-range attack methods and unable to rush out of the fortress, they could only watch the English engineering team build fortifications to the edge of the city wall.
The 30-meter-high city wall made them watch these guys showing off their power under the city wall.
But Loki issued an order that no one could leave the city.
Until now, half a month has passed. They finally got the opportunity to chop the axe into the enemy's head again.
But this opportunity is not available to everyone.
"Let me reiterate that the main purpose of this operation is to capture the leaders and generals of the English coalition forces, my lords!"
"The weapons you rely on are not hatchets, but these sacks!
Before we set out, I have already told you in detail what the English nobles will look like - the kind of fat pigs with fat all over their bodies shaking when they run!
There are also guys with curly hair, who look neither male nor female, and who smell of powder!
There is no way that soldiers with such virtues will be recruited into the army, so on the battlefield, those who look like this must be English nobles!
As long as you see this kind of person, No need to ask so many questions, just put them in the sack and take them away! With these fat sheep under control, let alone polluting the water source, even if we run out of food, the English gentlemen outside the city will have to send us food.
Do you understand? Only by catching a group of fat sheep can we have the capital to continue to consume! "
"We must catch them alive!"
"Dead people are worthless!"
After arranging the entire battle plan, Loki allocated half of his troops to guard the periphery of the manor. After killing the groom on duty in the stable, three Viking berserkers were responsible for guarding the stable full of pure-blooded BMWs and the luxurious carriages outside the stable.
After completing all the preparations, the Viking warriors no longer hid their bodies. Satyr blew the horn, and his subordinates drew their hand axes and roared towards the Holy Bishop guards guarding the gate.
Dazzling fire and lightning rushed out of their bodies. Facing enemies that were almost ten times their own number, the Viking warriors did not have any fear.
In the siege of Wanghai Fortress half a month ago, they had already discovered that the English soldiers were very weak in combat ability.
If it weren't for the high-sequence strongmen like Jerome and Lawrence, most of the English soldiers couldn't even withstand a berserker's slash.
Amid the harsh cries and the thick blood rain, Loki strolled leisurely in the manor, and even reached out to take a bottle of wine from the tea room and took a few sips.
The door was blocked, and the nobles who had no way to escape jumped down from the high windows. But they would be immediately caught by the Viking warriors guarding the periphery of the manor. The sacks were not enough, and the pirates even used the ancient Viking method to break all their limbs and joints, tied them with ropes at the ankles, and dragged the nobles behind them like salted fish.
"Brothers, we only have one hour! After one hour, everyone must evacuate the manor because their reinforcements may arrive."
"Don't just focus on killing people, remember to kidnap!
Especially, find this guy named Ekbert for me! His family emblem is a two-headed griffin! As long as this old guy really falls into our hands, this war may even end within 10 days!"
To be honest, Loki is not a murderer. Occasionally, one or two knights in open armor would pop out of the rooms on both sides of him. These guys who were not worth kidnapping were all knocked out by him with his fists.
Since drinking the golden potion and obtaining this body with the "blood of the Viking ancestors", all his technical and tactical abilities have become primitive.
As the Frost Giant King said, humans are also not a species born on this planet. The reason why humans have become what they are today is that they have been inexplicably degenerating over the past millions of years.
The Viking ancestors could drive the frost giants away from the Viking land without relying on any foreign gods.
Nuwa and Fuxi on the East Continent could refine stones to repair the sky and block the passage for foreign gods to enter the earth.
They have degenerated from powerful outer gods to those who need to rely on the outer gods and the power imparted by the ancient gods to survive. Today, even the "new gods" born from humans can control their thoughts.
This happened only in ten thousand years.
Loki, who drank the golden potion and activated the blood of the ancestors, found that this body had no sequence path and no sequence level.
He could not use magical powers such as fire-breathing, lightning-inducing, transformation and divination, but the power of this body was primitive and direct.
In Asgard, he could chase any beast on foot. At this time, facing the English soldiers who were rushing towards him with swords drawn, he could knock them away with one punch.
After entering the combat state, everything around him will automatically slow down in front of his eyes.
As long as he falls into an angry mood, his body surface will heat up, bringing thick white steam. In this state, his strength will increase several times, and he can even break the steel armor on the English knight with his bare hands.
What the golden giant said was right. In terms of physical strength alone, the boiling blood of the Viking ancestors was no weaker than the body transformed by the bloody creator.
Just as humans would not get angry at the kittens and puppies around them, or the impurities in books, after several battles with the gods, ordinary humans would no longer be powerful enemies that could threaten their lives in his eyes.
While strolling in the garden, he walked all the way to the top floor of the manor.
Here, a girl in a linen robe stood in the wind.
A raging fire had already burned in the apple orchard, and the manor was full of shrill cries and shouts of killing. In a scene of hell, a girl stood with her hands behind her back on the top floor of the manor.
The bright moonlight shone on her simple robe, and she looked unusually sacred against the thick smoke behind her.
"My people have already attacked, and everyone else in this manor is running away."
"Why don't you run?"
Loki slowly walked to her side and stood side by side with her.
The girl did not speak, nor did she look back.
Judging from her clothes, this girl has nothing to do with the word "noble". But a person's external temperament cannot be hidden.
Although Loki has spent half a winter with the Viking princess Mehrandin, this noble princess from Constantinople always has a strong merchant atmosphere.
But the one in front of him is as innocent as an orchid in the valley.
Until now, I have folded my hands and prayed for the gardeners who escaped downstairs.