Vikings: Journey of the Juggernaut

Chapter 141 A murderous scene, covered with warrior medals
  "The rules of the mine are that everyone who enters the door must be whipped three times."

A tall man with a cheek full of flesh and a long scar slanting across his face glanced at all the prisoners with a fierce gaze. The bodies he glanced at all lowered their heads like straw.

The leader of the mine, Scar, enjoyed this scene very much. When he saw a young prisoner with war patterns painted on the corners of his eyes, he did not bend his neck, and his face changed slightly.

He was also the only prisoner present who did not bow his head.

Very good. If there are enough prisoners, there will always be such thorns. There have been many in the past. In the end, not all of them have to hang their heads.

He likes to look at this tough guy lowering his head in submission, so that he feels more satisfied. He will have to treat and deal with this war-marked boy who can't understand the situation later.

Noticing Scarface's unkind gaze, the old prisoner Sam whispered with great experience: "Black Knife, please lower your head quickly. If you don't lower your head in this situation, you will be dealt with severely."

"The neck is too stiff, you can't lower it." Reilly replied casually.

Being a good person does not mean being humble.

"Alas..." Sam shook his head and sighed. It seemed that Scar Man was not an easy person to get along with. He didn't know how this young man would be dealt with later.

He suddenly remembered the scene a moment ago and asked quickly: "Was the disaster knight talking to you just now?"

"No." Reilly denied.

"If you don't want to get whipped more, don't whisper to each other." A soldier glanced over.

Sam immediately shut up, and a scream followed him. Looking forward from the corner of his eye, he saw the first prisoner being whipped by two soldiers.

"Go in."

After being whipped three times, the second prisoner was untied from a string of ropes. After being searched for any hidden money and weapons, he was then pulled to the door and held by soldiers. Then there was the sound of waving whips and the sound of brutal torture. scream.

These soldiers were very skilled and fast in their skills and efficiency. Accompanied by endless screams, it wasn't long before it was their turn.

Sam watched Leader Scar walk up to the black sword and stop, and sighed in his heart again:
  You are still young and stubborn, except for suffering more, there is no benefit.

"A serious criminal is here."

Noticing that his feet were dragging the thorns of the chains, the mine leader Joseph looked ferocious. Such a heavy criminal must be dealt with carefully.

He looked down at the young prisoner in front of him and asked, "Boy, what's your name?"

"Black Knife," Rayleigh replied.

Scar Man's voice was filled with anger: "I'm asking for your real name."

"Black Knife." Rayleigh spat out the name again.

"Very good." Scar Man exhaled and his voice deepened, "What did you commit?"

Reilly replied honestly: "Teasing women."

Teasing women! !
  It's really shameful. Not only soldiers are around, but countless prisoners are also looking at him with contempt.

The old prisoner Sam was also dumbfounded. He didn't expect to be arrested for this reason. His feet were also tied with large and valuable chains. It seemed that the woman he was teasing had a lot of background.

"You look like a dog. I didn't expect you to be such a beast. I'll give you ten lashes first." Scared Man ordered.

A soldier untied the hands of this shameless prisoner, pushed him forward, and pulled off his coat. Dozens of bloody whip marks all over his body suddenly came into view.

These bloodstains were as hideous as centipedes and shocking.

Not only that, besides the whip marks, there were more than ten old sword scars.

This serious criminal seems to be really no ordinary person.

Joseph's eyes were slightly twisted as he looked at the scars on his face. Compared with the scar medal on his cheek that he was proud of, he suddenly felt a little unnatural.

Immediately, dissatisfaction arose in his heart. It didn't matter that he had many scars. He was not just a sneaky and incompetent scum who only bullied women.

He said to the two stunned soldiers: "Hit me hard."

The sound of whips that was louder than before soon came to the ears of the people around him. But what was different from before was that not to mention the screams, not even a muffled groan came out, as if what was being hit was a stone or a piece of wood.

It seems that I met a real hard-core warrior!
  The surrounding soldiers lamented that ordinary people would not be able to withstand such a heavy whipping.

The prisoners at the rear were also very surprised. They had previously thought that the Dao Wen man was a rogue who only knew how to bully women. He did not make a sound when facing the killing whip, which was obviously not what he imagined.

After ten lashes, Joseph looked down at the war-marked prisoner and warned: "Now that you are here, whether you were a deer or a shark before, you must be coiled by me and abide by the rules here."

"Oh." Rayleigh replied lightly.

Joseph continued: "If you understand, lower your head, so that you can suffer less."

"I understand, but my neck is too stiff and I can't lower it." Rayleigh replied calmly.

How unwise!

Just lower your head, there's nothing you can't do.

All the prisoners couldn't help but feel sad for this tough-minded young man. With such a tough-minded attitude, how could they tolerate you in the territory of the Whalemen? I'm afraid they would be punished miserably.

"Okay, very good. Come here, hang his neck up for me." Joseph laughed angrily, looking directly into the eyes in front of him, "I want to see if your neck is that hard."

"What do you think?" Dao Wen's eyes turned sideways for the first time and looked at this man who was pushing his limits.

Joseph frowned slightly and looked into the eyes in front of him. It was as if there was a sharp sword in the other person's eyes, and there was a faint fear in his heart at this moment. But in front of so many people, the words have been released. If you don’t deal with this guy severely, you will be slapping yourself in the face:

"hang up."

"Wait a minute." The captain of the soldier escorting the prisoner came over and stopped the two soldiers who were holding the rope.

Then he lowered his voice next to Scar Man's ear and said, "His origins are not small. If you clean up too much, it will be difficult to end it. It's best to ask the blood bat director first."

Joseph looked at Dao Wenyan fiercely: "Boy, since there is a sergeant interceding for you, I will spare you this time and be honest in the mine, otherwise you will suffer a lot."

……

There was a big tree in the distance. Within the dense branches, a cold light flashed across the eyes outside the spider mask, and the palms of the hands grinned.

You bastard, you dare to hit your own Rayleigh seven more times with the killing whip——

This account must be settled with Scarface when he comes to pick him up again.

The field director is a troublesome guy. It seems that he will have to call a few more people over then.

……

In the long room of the farm, a huge man was dozing off. He heard a knock on the door from outside, and his voice was dissatisfied: "Come in."

Joseph walked into the longhouse and said cautiously: "A heavy criminal came today, called Black Knife. He is unruly and refuses to bow his head. I'm afraid he will cause trouble in the mine in the future..."

The blood bat's expression became more and more dissatisfied: "What kind of black knife? It's stabbing. Just clean it up and be honest. You still bother me with such a trivial matter."

Joseph quickly explained: "I have whipped him ten times, but he is still dishonest."

"If he is not honest, then beat him until he becomes honest. If he is not honest, he will be beaten to death." A trace of ferocity flashed across the scarlet eyes.

Joseph's head hung lower: "The key is that the captain of the soldier who escorted this group of prisoners told me that he has a great background and a very special status."

"Since he has a special status, if he doesn't cause trouble, then leave him alone." Blood Bat said casually.

"What if he causes trouble?" Joseph asked again.

"How to clean it up."

After the blood bat finished speaking, he continued to close his eyes.

……

In the open-pit mine, six to seven hundred figures were scattered around the foot of the mountain and the mountainside, each holding a stone shovel in their hands, digging for iron ore on the mountain wall.

Seeing that the stone shovel of the war-marked young man had not stopped at all from the beginning, Sam was surprised: "Black Knife, you must have been great before."

"I'm ordinary, nothing special." Reilly replied.

"How can it be ordinary?"

Sam obviously didn't believe it, "I just made an observation and found that the time between picking up the shovel and bringing it down is almost exactly the same, and you have maintained the sand clock for two or three times. You must be a warrior with a terrible talent."

"That's not true." Reilly shook his head.

"You have a talent that is at least close to the elite level. Although you are in trouble now, I believe you will be able to go out and create a career in the future and become a famous warrior." Sam said confidently.

"Then let me lend you auspicious words, I want to go out too."

"It must be possible." Sam put down the shovel, took out the hard rye bread he received and started eating, "Would you like to take a rest first?"

"Being not."

In everyone's ears, the sound of shovels continued to sound in a consistent rhythm.

For Reilly, mining is also a physical exercise, rather than just working. Each shovel is struck with precisely equal speed and force, which also tests the control of one's own body.

After about one or two sand clocks passed by, the old miners around looked at the war-marked prisoners as if they were looking at monsters:
  "Young man, you've got more than you can dig in a day."

"I remember that he didn't even have the right idea for mining before. The piles of iron ore around him now must have fallen from the sky."

"You haven't noticed that his shovel speed has not slowed down at all from the beginning to the end, and his physical strength is very strong."

There were whispers and surprises all around.

"Heidao, right? You've finished today. You can wander around my area as long as you don't cause trouble or disturb other people's mining." The supervisor of this area walked over with a kind look on his face.

Looking at the piles of iron ore piled up around the young man, he was also extremely surprised. This guy's physical strength was really extraordinary. He never stopped or slowed down when he saw him.

It only took four sand clocks to complete the work that even a skilled old miner would need at least 10 sand clocks to complete. If it were a new miner, he would need at least 14 sand clocks.

For this kind of special guy who obviously doesn't look like an ordinary person, the supervisor will naturally not be able to look for trouble. As long as he digs the mine steadily, there is nothing wrong with being kind.

Mines are not that safe. From time to time, some miners who are tired of working will attack others randomly, and many supervisors have died at the hands of those thugs.

‘Is it finished? ’

Rayleigh was slightly surprised. This was the first stage of training volume. Now that Svalei is not around, there is nowhere to vent his energy. He has to train at least four stages every day, and today he still needs to train for three stages.

With his own physical fitness and the feedback from his sword bones, he only needs 4 hours of sleep every day to be full of physical and mental energy.

(End of this chapter)