Chapter 449 7.103 English Plunderers (1)

"What's to be afraid of!"

"We came here with our families today just to present a wonderful war to the gods! This is the first battle that I, Old Mo, will participate in after I take the throne of Duke again!"

"You can leave if you want, but I will never go back! No matter what I say today, I will go to the land of those French bastards and take a few shits before I leave!"

Among the crowd, the first one to completely lose patience was the 52-year-old Duke Angus Moklash. From losing the Dragon's Breath Plateau to regaining the river valley, this old pirate has experienced too much in the past three years.

In his heart, everything he has now is given by the God King Odin. The loss and recovery of territory and rights makes him cherish every opportunity to show his power to the gods.

Not to mention that in this position, the more gold coins are always the better. If even the dragon is dead, something great must have happened on the French territory.

Having lost the target of the autumn looting, the anxious Duke Moklash urgently needs to find a new land to loot.

In his sight, no place is more suitable than the wealthy French Duchy.

"I'll go too." Duke Phoenix, who was not far away, echoed, "You and my two families combined, there are about 2,000 troops, at least we can take care of each other!"

What he didn't say was "The French nobles have so much gold coins, it's more than enough to feed our two families!"

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Duke of Salt County "Phoenix Cold Stone" is the most business-minded person among all the vassals under Loki.

Unlike Moklash, who only thinks about where to rob every day when he picks up an axe, the father of Phoenix's siblings is a very outstanding Varangian mercenary. Sufficient silver allows them to enter the church school and keep company with the children of merchants since childhood.

After adulthood, sister Letty Cold Stone returned to Frost Ridge to inherit the title, while Phoenix continued to stay in the Mediterranean as a businessman.

It was not until his sister died in Frost Ridge that he returned to Scandinavia and took over the position of duke.

When Phoenix returned, the Frost People of Frost Ridge, under the leadership of Letty Coldstone, had mastered the technology of hunting humpback whales and boiling whale oil through more than ten years of development, and successfully turned it into the pillar industry of Frost Ridge.

Even if he followed Loki to move to the Seawatch Fortress at this time, Phoenix did not intend to abandon this way of making money.

Whale oil is an indispensable main material for the production of soap, high-end pigments and lubricants. The demand for whale oil among the residents of the Western Continent is so great that this scarce commodity has always been a hot commodity with no market. In order to get more whale oil, the workshop owners in Paris even used various means to bribe Bishop Francis.

Phoenix, who smelled the business opportunity, now needed a lot of gold coins to expand his whaling fleet, so he took risks.

Opportunities are always reserved for those who are willing to fight.

It is said that with two dukes taking the lead, the Viking pirates can no longer stand. Rolf the Walker and Gowen the Porcupine. Pirates with good reputations in the valley joined the two people.

When this happened, Jerome could not help but marvel at Loki's talent again.

He really didn't have the ability to organize such a group of unorganized and undisciplined people who acted impulsively.

Is it possible that the French set a trap on the other side and waited for them to come?

This possibility is there.

But it is not great.

First of all, they are not ignorant of how many troops the two Norman provinces can gather. When the military force is in an absolute advantage, they don't need to spend such effort to play any "trick".

Secondly, for the proud French, killing the dragon they are proud of, and sacrificing hundreds of soldiers at the same time, turning the entire coastline into a bloody slaughterhouse.

This kind of thing can be done by the insidious and cunning Arabs, and the French simply disdain to make such an arrangement.

This is completely inconsistent with their usual style of doing things.

When all possibilities were eliminated one by one, the only remaining speculation, no matter how unreasonable it was, was the only remaining truth.

"Could it be that the French army on the opposite side was really killed by some kind of "irresistible" mysterious force?"

Everyone looked at each other, and finally acquiesced to their subordinates' impulsiveness.

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The longboats were carried out of the dense forest and thrown into the sea. In a short time, nearly 300 longboats were fully loaded.

Compared with the excited Vikings, the Wessex captain "Fanzelis" was obviously more cautious.

From his name, it can be seen that this is not a local resident born on the English Isles. He came from a small fishing village called "Amsterdam" outside the French Principality, and has been engaged in smuggling trade at both ends of the English Channel for a long time.

If Loki's men had not killed all the professional soldiers in Wessex in one go last autumn, this smuggler with a good family would not have been able to sit in the position of captain.

Ecbert was helpless to promote him. Wessex has long imitated the ruling style of the French Duchy, valuing merchants and farmers, and controlling the other six countries with a strong commercial monopoly.

As for combat power, because of the existence of the Dragon Knight, Ecbert did not spend too much time on the army.

When all his reliable knights and generals died, he looked around and found that among all his vassals, only this lawless smuggler had some experience in training private armies.

Compared with the academicians who came out of the War College, Fan Zhelisi must have a bit more wildness from being born in the market. For many years, he has been traveling across the strait like a mouse, and "caution" and "low-key" have become two symbols deeply engraved in his bones.

Bowing and saying goodbye to Jerome and his men, Fan Zhelisi rode on his stilt horse and rushed back to the valley where the Wessex militia were hiding.

As soon as he jumped off the horse, the first order he made was to let the waiting MOA knight take off again.

"Listen, follow these crazy Vikings closely and watch them carefully to see if they encounter any resistance along the way!"

"If there is really no resistance along the way, if the French troops are really hit by some mysterious force, don't hesitate, turn around and send a signal immediately!"

"After living for most of my life, I have found that nothing is impossible in this world! Maybe their Lord Odin is so happy in the sky that he will come down to earth and beat all these French bastards to death! It's hard to say!"

"Do you understand? Hurry up and set off!"

After the Moa Knight took the order and retreated, he turned to look at the navy centurion beside him and issued the second order.

"Prepare the boats for me right now!"

"Any boats will do, even civilian fishing boats, or even simple bamboo rafts! As long as they can float on the sea, recruit them all!

I need a boat that can transport all 100,000 militiamen to the other side of the strait!"

"As long as you can send these 100,000 people safely over, I will give you the first credit for this battle!"

The "navy captain" under Fan Zhelisi was still his smuggling boss just three months ago. Although these are all subordinates from the market, the market villains also have their own advantages.

In terms of efficiency, they are much faster than the regular army that eats royal food.

When everyone left, Fan Zhelisi turned to face the 15 militia chiefs behind him. This was when Ekbert signaled the militia. Although the militia leaders of the major counties did not even have a set of armor, each of them had tens of thousands of militiamen under their command.

"I will leave the most important task to you to complete!"

Fan Zhelisi blinked hard, as if he had made up his mind!

"Tell your militia to throw away all their pitchforks and hoes, and each of them to bring 5, no, 10 sacks!"

"It doesn't matter what material it is, as long as it can hold things! If there is no linen at home, you can make 10 makeshift sacks with sheets and curtains!"

"I only have two requests!"

More!

Fast!