Chapter 364 7.18 Stepping Into a Trap

If other teenagers were pulled from their warm homes to the Vikings, they would certainly resist.

However, Alfred did not think so.

Since childhood, the King of Wessex, "Ecbert", has been training him as the next king. To become a king, his knowledge must be more profound than others, and the depth of thinking must be broader than that of ordinary nobles.

As the king of a country, his most advantageous weapon is not the sword in his hand, but the spark of thinking in his head.

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Since becoming Loki's adopted son, Alfred has been thinking about a problem.

The seven countries of England, whose population and national strength are more than 10 times stronger than the Vikings, can be defeated by the Vikings on the battlefield. They must have done something right.

And for the same thing, England must have been very wrong.

"Failure is not terrible, what is terrible is that you cannot learn enough experience from a failure to avoid a more serious failure next time." In Constantinople, the mentors tirelessly instilled this truth in all young kings.

Entering Loki's door is Alfred's search for the answer to this question for all English people.

At first, he thought that the gods of Valhalla gave the Vikings powerful divine power.

However, when he personally entered Asgard and hunted and fought with the young pirates.

He found that in terms of military strength alone, they were not much stronger than the well-equipped heavy infantry who had received orthodox knight training.

Until he faced death again and again and saw many companions pass away, Alfred finally understood a truth.

The entire Viking clan is a warrior who lives for death.

They can die with a smile, and at the same time, they will not hesitate to abandon all the concerns in the prosperous world.

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When hunting in Asgard, he was deeply impressed by the Slavic king "Bakambusi". For some reason, Loki specifically named him to join Bakambusi's team and follow the Slavic king.

And the first cooperation between the two was because of aimless wandering, and they were surrounded by magic wolves in Muspelheim (the land of fire).

When Alfred saw the fire wolves running all over the mountains, his first reaction was to turn around and run away. However, he didn't expect that Bakambusi beside him laughed wildly.

"Odin, Princess Hakkar, thank you for giving me this perfect day!"

Facing the fire stream rushing all over the mountains, he opened his arms.

"Little yellow-haired kid, did you see it!"

"The most comfortable thing in the world is to see these self-righteous dogs fantasizing about a successful ambush, but being ruthlessly crushed by us!"

"That's good, there's no need to attract the monsters!"

"Let's enjoy this beautiful day!"

Facing the fire wolves all over the mountains, Bakambusi did not retreat but advanced. Seeing that he was trapped in the siege, Alfred could only follow him with a silver sword.

The two immediately fell into a bloody battle!

The fire wolves in the land of fire are not the gentle ones on Earth. In this land of high-temperature hell with magma flowing and hot sulfur in the air, all creatures have evolved terrible abilities to survive.

There are hundreds of demon wolves about 5 meters tall and as strong as calves. They surrounded the two of them and attacked them in turns.

Alfred leaned against Bakanbush and could only desperately swing his broadsword to try to survive.

He didn't know how long the battle lasted. He only knew that in order to survive, he squeezed out the last bit of strength in his bones.

The two fought from dusk to dawn, and then from dawn to dusk.

But after the last demon wolf was crushed by Bakanbush, Alfred found that he couldn't even loosen the hilt of the sword.

He was covered in blood, and only then did he feel the severe pain that rushed like a tide.

The two lay in a large group of wolf corpses, unable to move.

At that moment, a seal in his heart seemed to be permanently loosened.

That was the fear of death.

**

After this battle, Alfred found that he was no longer sensitive to the words "death" and "fear".

Even on some nights when the breeze blew across his cheeks, he would miss the battles in which he was surrounded, wielding his broadsword tirelessly, and bursting out all the potential in his body.

At this moment, he suddenly understood why the English lost this war.

They had too many things to lose.

Wife, young son, property, land, silver coins hidden underground

But the Vikings, all of them had nothing.

The wives of the Vikings were "temporary supplies" that were robbed, and the same was true for their sons. They were robbed from others today, but they might die tomorrow.

They could just move into any house where the owner had died. If they got tired of living there, they could move to another one at any time.

Anyway, people die every year.

If you have silver coins in your pocket, you can eat meat and drink, gamble and buy potions. If you don't have silver coins, you can eat dirt and wait for the next robbery with an empty stomach.

The days of hunger will not be too long, because robberies happen every year.

Even if he was the Slavic king, he would abandon his country if he wanted to, and he could go out for a walk and not return to his country for half a year.

Alfred doubted that even if his Slavic country was destroyed, this man would not have any extra facial expressions.

Once, he was the crown prince of the Kingdom of Wessex and the next king.

And now, he is called an adopted son.

In fact, he was a prisoner serving the pagans.

Life and death are no longer issues that need to be considered for him.

He took a deep breath and slowly climbed up the high wall behind him.

**

Fortresses in the Middle Ages were mostly unified in structure and system.

High walls were erected behind the moat, which could effectively utilize the advantages of crossbows while blocking siege engines. Alfred remembered very clearly that when they approached the city wall, there were many defenders standing densely on top of the city wall holding arrows and crossbows.

However, when they entered the city, they did not walk down the high wall.

What was happening on the high wall? He needed to go up and see for himself.

Wandering to the top of the city wall, looking around, all the defenders stood at their posts, as motionless as the women and children with dull faces in the houses.

Stepping forward to investigate carefully, Alfred found that there seemed to be water seeping out from under their bodies. A large amount of water with the salty smell of the sea breeze flowed under their feet and flowed along the high wall into the moat.

And outside the castle is an even more horrifying mirror image.

The fire burning all over the sky has been extinguished at some point.

A large amount of sea water emerged from the moat. The sea water poured into the Baiyun Valley like a flood, and the road they came from was already full of marshes!

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What kind of evil is this?

Silently pulling out the "Soul Breaker" from his waist, Alfred held the silver broadsword firmly in his hand. Although it is not clear what they encountered, it is obvious that French businessmen who only know how to make money and do business do not have such powerful abilities at all.

Within the castle, there must be an even more terrifying enemy hidden.

"Master Clint! Let everyone retreat to the city gate, we need martial law!"

He ran as fast as he could to the steps of the high wall. Before he could step off the high wall, a soft tentacle suddenly came from behind him! Looking back, he saw that it was the English guard who was already as gray as a dead fish.

The broadsword was reversed and inserted into his heart with force, but the broadsword did not react with any spiritual energy infused into it. At the same time, the pale corpse opposite him did not have any muscle reflexes belonging to a living person.

The broad sword pierced deeply into his chest, like cutting into a dead fish. The soldier did not dodge, but stared back expressionlessly with a pair of pale eyes.

Until this moment, Alfred finally understood that all the soldiers in the castle were no longer alive.

Their hearts no longer beat, and the spiritual energy originally stored in their hearts has long since disappeared with the seeping liquid. This is a human being completely replaced by the walking dead.

At this time, the castle is full of such terrible things!