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Chapter 11 I have soldiers!

At three o'clock in the afternoon, it was getting dark.

Many Norse fishermen who finished their half-day work came to the market with their catches to sell.

Occasionally, they also barter for farm products from the farm.

In addition to the locals, sometimes you can see some foreign merchants with different accents, which is impressively bustling.

"Come here, the mushrooms you just harvested! Mushroom month will eat mushrooms!"

"Fresh and delicious mushroom soup! Drink a bowl now and go back all night!"

"The whitefish just hooked from the ice hole!"

"How did you know I caught a 60-pound pike?"

"Who asked you!"

"You're jealous of me, haha."

"what are you"

"Fighting and fighting are prohibited in the market."

"Let's fight!"

"Come!"

"I am a master fisherman, and I am as sharp as an osprey. You are a dog on the ground, and you are worthy to fight me?"

"It's so hurtful, I worry about you, your battle sentences have no melody, you fool, don't come to me!"

Feng Daofu smelled the slightly sea-smelling air and looked around to find the goods he wanted.

When passing by two people who were blushing from arguing, Feng Daofu stopped and looked at it with interest for a while.

Fighting sentences was a poetry-loving Viking tradition.

The two sides compete in rhymes, and the person who can come up with the coolest, most embarrassing and most rhyming will win.

Looking at the scene, it feels a bit right.

In this era when there are not so many entertainment methods, watching Tang Bohu VS face-to-face piercing intestines is equivalent to watching people karaoke.

Many people happily ate the melon, and the vendors stopped selling mushroom soup and made themselves a bowl. After hearing the wonderful sentence, they shouted: "Fuck him to death!"

Feng Daofu also saw soldiers maintaining order among the melon-eating crowd.

The silver armbands on their arms indicate the identity of their leader's personal guard.

Until someone shouted: "Hello, I want to use the leader's scale of justice."

They reluctantly turned back and said, "Here we come."

Feng Daofu followed their figures and saw a wooden table, on which were placed balance weights and other items, which were used to resolve weight disputes.

"The Scales of Justice for the Chief"

Vondolf mused.

An old P club player, Feng Daofu can guess a lot of information from this little detail.

There was still time for Vondorf to move on.

Xiao Maoluo followed nervously: "Master, be careful."

Feng Daofu flexibly avoided the slippery and icy area with one step: "It was my hands, not my feet, that were hurt."

Xiao Maoluo is a few years older than him, and she is still a precocious Slavic girl, but he has a bonus in movement speed and has more legs and feet than Xiao Maoluo.

After half a circle, Vondorf found the place where grains were sold.

Due to the traditional marine commercial trade of the Innos, a fixed market has been formed in one part of the town.

On a daily basis, he is responsible for the exchange of goods between the town and surrounding farms. The products are mainly handicrafts, agricultural products, and livestock products.

After a period of time, caravans from other places would arrive. At that time, there would be really big gatherings, similar to the fairs and fairs that were popular in my hometown.

Although the northern sea freezes early, as long as there is profit, businessmen always have more solutions than difficulties.

Just like Feng Daofu now met some foreign businessmen buying grain.

Looking at these strong men in furs, Feng Daofu didn't think they looked like businessmen.

After just watching for a while, a strong red-haired man suddenly turned his head.

When their eyes met and saw that it was just a child, the strong man relaxed, grumbled, and continued to bargain with the boss.

Feng Daofu asked Da Maoluo in a low voice: "Did you understand what he said?"

Big Mauro said, "It's not very good."

Feng Daofu asked: "Do you know where they are from?"

"The accent seems to be from the south, but" Vera hesitated and whispered, "I always think he looks like a Norwegian."

Norway?

Vondorf thought of gray wolves for no reason, and of the unusual migration phenomena of animals that Brooke said.

The abnormal migration of animals can only be the squeeze of the living environment. Wouldn’t it be Norway’s entry into the Clash of Kings version?

When he was unsure whether it was true or not, Vondorff assumed it was.

If it is really the Clash of Kings version, a group of Vikings were eliminated by the version and fled. In addition to the choice of going to sea in the west, there is also a route to Luleå Bay in the east.
It is prudent to prepare for the worst first.

Feng Daofu bought some things, gained some trading experience, and rushed home with Da Mao Luo and Da Ya.

By the time I saw my longhouse, it was completely dark.

The order for samarium knives cannot be fulfilled for the time being, and someone has to find someone to make the wolf corpse. It just happened that Sarri said that the neighbors had something to do with him.

Vondorf went back to get the weapon first, and then went to find Surrey.

Everyone happened to be at the Surrey house.

After a brief exchange of greetings, Sari took the lead and expressed their thoughts: "We want to set up a patrol team to protect the farms from wild beasts."

Unexpected things.

All the farmers in an area would have clung to each other to protect themselves, now it's just a step further.

Feng Daofu asked: "So you came to me because you want me to participate?"

They nodded.

"Do you still want me to provide equipment support?"

They shook their heads: "We all have bucklers, hand axes, spears, and bows and arrows."

Just no Viking swords.

Feng Daofu is not surprised either.

Although according to custom, Norse people can own any weapons and armor and can carry them at any time, but being allowed does not mean they can afford to buy them.

Only rich Norse warriors can wear classic Viking suits including helmets, shields, and swords. However, due to the backward smelting technology, qualified war swords are too rare, and most of them are used as symbolic decorations for warriors.

The mainstream still uses spears and shields in combat, combined with single bows and axes.

Form a shield wall, and then rely on a higher degree of organization to defeat the enemy-climate nomadic/fishing and hunting tribes like Vikings and Khans have always relied on higher organization.

The fact that the North tribe can do it is also related to the poor land.

Because the yield per mu of land is not high, farmers cannot concentrate in one village.

They need to spread out and win through quantity, and then form satellite farming areas with a high degree of autonomy.

The North family in a farming area is closely connected. The children have grown up and lived together since they were young. When they become adults and crowdfund a dragon boat, the tacit understanding will naturally be far better than that of isolated soldiers.

Fondolf said: "There can only be one captain on a dragon ship. If I participate, I will get the command right."

They looked at each other: "A show of hands?"

Sarri was the first to raise his hand: "I have always wanted to fight alongside a real hero."

Others also raised their hands one after another.

Only one person hesitated: "I don't have a problem, it's just your arm, you can't ride a horse now, right?"

Feng Daofu thought of the medical expertise obtained.

Now is the time to experiment.

"Ted, I can let you feel it for yourself."

"This"

Ted is a standard North farmer who is just over 1.6 meters tall.

Not too strong, but not thin either.

Speaking of spears and round shields, my wives were all plundered. I dare to compare my chest muscles with Odin. Ask me, which one is better than the great god?
But Odin is too far away and the Black Prince is too close.

He hesitated.

Feng Daofu raised his left and right hands.

Someone who fought so fiercely that he was bleeding said this: "I can't use my dominant hand, and I only have my left hand and one pair of legs. Are you afraid of me?"

Now Ted couldn't bear it anymore: "Let me experience your magical power!"

Wrestling, boxing, archery and stone lifting are all daily pastimes of the Norse people, so there are sand venues nearby.

Before entering the arena, Feng Daofu said: "The weather is cold, no matter what the result is, I will buy you a glass of wine."

Ted thanked: "You are so generous."

"Activate drinking BUFF: within 1 hour, strength +1, damage +10%"

Feng Daofu said with a smile: "I have always been generous and enthusiastic to people."

Looking at the smile on his face, Ted wondered if it was bad for him to object.

If he is so generous to others, wouldn't it be hundreds of millions who will be loyal to him in the future?
Ted Favor +1
Fondolf felt the change in his eyes, but was not ready to let him quit.

Since ancient times, the military has been a place where authority is highly respected, and you must show some strength to show them.

Even if you agree with me, I have just led soldiers and haven't tried to make an example of others, so I have to make me feel good.

"Come on, don't waste your time."

Stepping on the sand, Feng Daofu relaxed his shoulders and shook his hands.

Swing it back and forth, swing it left and right, swing your waist and hips while walking, and the power lines are relaxing.

It looks very powerful.

Ted wasn't nervous.

A veteran warrior, he adjusts his breathing at his own pace and prepares for battle.

In the past, when fighting, I didn't think about anything. I just obeyed the command on the shield wall, and when I was wrestling with others, I just saw the tricks.

Looking at Feng Daofu now, Ted suddenly became curious: what would the Black Prince think before fighting?
"hungry."

Vondorf thought.

Sarri acted as a referee: "Ready. Start!"

呲~
Vondorf exerted force on the soles of his feet.

Before the flying sand fell down, the heel of his left hand had already hit Ted's face.

This astonishing speed surprised Ted, and he subconsciously leaned back to dodge.

call!
The sound of wind passed before my eyes, like the roar of a blunt instrument that made my eyes dry.

Ted narrowed his eyes.

It was at this time that Feng Daofu used the trait - living to death.

Boom!
It was like the sound of a heart beating heavily.

Time seemed to slow down, slow enough to even watch Tad grit his teeth.

Trismus means that the contraction of the masticatory muscles of the jaw fixes the mandible, and it means that the face is involved in maintaining postural balance.

Why rely on gritting your teeth to promote body balance?Because my waist is strong, I’m ready to use my legs!

tick~
Time seems to be flowing again.

Ted was about to use his height to hook Feng Daofu with a sweep of his legs, but as soon as he exerted his strength, he realized that the person in front of him suddenly disappeared!
Before he could react, the hollow of his calf and knee felt as if he had been kicked by a horse, and he lost his balance and fell down!

Feng Daofu did not give him a chance to get up again.

The socket of the left foot wraps around his neck, and the instep hooks the socket of the right foot.

Leg twist!

Ted struggled violently!

He began to want to climb up by relying on his weight advantage.

But Feng Daofu received a temporary bonus of up to 13 points of strength, which made the legs twist far beyond his imagination!
After a while Ted slapped the ground and surrendered.

"Subduing a Norse farmer, running +3"

Feng Daofu let go of him, and felt that the painful wound on his right hand seemed to heal a bit, but it didn't heal to the extent he imagined.

"Life: 90"

The panel response was not enough either.

Vondorf probably guessed the reason.

He was still hungry, so his health recovery was of course not enough.

The effect of living to death is also very good.

The test was successfully completed and Feng Daofu said with a smile: "How was the experience?"

Ted rubbed his still aching neck, and said with lingering fear: "It's like being entangled by a worldly python!"

"You're still not relaxed enough."

Feng Daofu said: "You rely too much on instinct when fighting."

"It seems that you have more strength, but once you get too excited or angry in a real battle, it will affect your judgment and lead to failure and death."

"Body and skills are very important, as well as the mind. A real fighter is actually calmer and smarter than ordinary people."

Vondorf pointed out Ted's shortcomings carefully.

He talks and gestures, which is very easy to understand.

The North farmers looked suddenly enlightened, and looked at Feng Daofu with some adoration in their eyes.

There was no objection to his being given command of the patrol.

"War Song: Prestige gained from battle +20%"

"10 North farmers join your team"

"North Farmer Lv1: This is the most basic combat unit of the North tribe. You can be promoted to Lv2 - North Warrior as long as you have the equipment."

"Activate the trait - Bravery, the morale of the Norse farmers has increased"

"Activate Specialty - Support the Weak, North farmers have gained a small amount of experience"

"Activate Specialty-Strong and Strong, the health of North farmers +5"

Finally we have soldiers, and finally we have some sense of cavalry and cutting.

Feng Daofu glanced at the last one with satisfaction.

He paused, talking about the key points of the battle in the previous sentence, and seamlessly switched to the magic stick mode in the next sentence: "Now you are all my warriors, and I will give you the blessing of the Valkyrie."

"Ted, the minor injury you just suffered can be recovered now."

The eyes of the North farmers focused on Ted.

Ted shook his neck, his expression full of confusion: "I don't seem to have a bad neck anymore?"

With the first example, others also have feelings.

"My waist is no longer sore!"

"My legs are sharp!"

"My ass doesn't hurt anymore!"

Ok?
Everyone looked at Sarri.

Sarri said: "Look what I am doing? Why don't you worship the Black Prince quickly!"

Everyone looked at Feng Daofu again, and it had completely turned into worship.

"A wonderful flick, diplomacy +10"

"The morale of the North farmers has been greatly improved!"

　Can't sleep, Gagen

　　
　
(End of this chapter)