The Sage of Einar

At night Anders, who was somewhat cold, looked with joy as the wooden gate of the fortified town opened.

So with a smile, he hit Fritz on the head, who woke up from the sudden blow.

He wanted to claim Anders for the way to wake him up, but when he looked at the gate, he could see a group of Christians coming out trying to make as little noise as possible.

Fritz at that moment forgot the pain he had and unconsciously pulled out his ax from his side.

"I guess they couldn't take the cold anymore, I think we're going to have a lot of fun isn't it, Anders."

Anders just wanted to laugh and scream like crazy because his hands itched because he wanted to have a confrontation with the Christians for a few days.

"Let's wait for them to move away from their walls and approach the camp we have used as a trap.

I can't wait to see their faces when they realize that all that is in that place are the corpses of the villagers.

Which we very kindly change position every morning, so that they always seem like they are people, or at least they pretend.

Either way, today they will reveal their true usefulness, but in the meantime, you should inform the others to prepare. "

Aldous, who had assembled a group of fifty people who could see at night, came out in the wee hours of the morning.

With the intention of heading towards the Danish camp which some loggers who had survived their attacks had sighted.

He knew very well that his mission was possibly a suicide, but if he did not do it; it was likely that the cold would completely wipe out everyone in the village.

Walking slowly through the snow with the intention of making as little noise as possible and illuminated only by the light of the stars, they entered the frozen swamp.

As they walked among the leafless trees and dry bushes, many began to sweat due to the strange noises in the place.

So they tightened the archaic weapons they had and followed the knight Aldous since they had no other option because they could only win or die.

Anders who was silently following them scoffed at seeing how the Christians walked in fear while gripping their weapons the wrong way.

'Those stupid men can be seen to have never had a battle, and yet they still come out to try to face us.

 

I have to admit that although they are going to make easy prey and which I enjoy killing; they have what it takes to be able to see me in the face as an enemy on equal terms.

 

At least they decided to die in battle, and that makes it that much better. '

Aldous who was walking felt a sense of danger on his back but did not want to turn around because even if he did, he could not see absolutely anything in the dark.

He could only pray to God that what saw him was a beast and not an enemy because at least he could kill the beast.

But if he was an enemy, then he would be in big trouble because they were all being watched and possibly attacked.

After walking for a while they managed to see a small fire in the distance, so walking crouching they reached the camp.

Which seemed to be guarded by two people who were strangely leaning on a log.

Aldous felt a cold sweat run down his back as he could sense that something was not right, so he could only stick his back and give the order to attack.

All the people who had followed Aldous began to walk quickly and silently towards the shelters where the people must be.

Aldous, who was also in the group, approached one of the guards and decisively buried his sword in his neck.

But it was at that moment that he was able to verify that his bad premonitions were true since the sword entered without problems but the head of the 'guard'.

Fell to the ground and with the dim light of the fire, he could see that it was ahead in a state of putrefaction, which was supported by wooden sticks.

"Run fast this is a trap!"

Aldous shouted with all his might, but it was too late as some arrows began to shoot out of the trees, killing the careless farmers.

When the first salvo of arrows ended, a large group of Danish warriors came out screaming and killing everything that moved.

When Aldous saw that he had no other option but to fight, he could only begin to pray silently and confess as best he could because he knew that that night he was going to die.

Bravely brandishing his sword, Aldous killed one of the warriors who was approaching him. With the edge of his sword, he cut a large cut on the neck.

So the warrior fell to the ground as he began to bleed, holding his neck.

He kept fighting the best he could and although he managed to assassinate four warriors to his bad luck; he had to face Anders.

Who when seeing the massacre that that knight was doing ran towards him holding his two axes.

The first thing Anders did was try to saturate the defense of Aldous with blows, who could barely resist the constant attacks on his sword.

But luckily for Aldous, he could see a small gap between Anders' brute force attacks.

So giving him a kick made him lose his balance a bit, and he buried his sword in his shoulder, but when he thought he had won.

He felt an ax dig into his neck, so the last thing he could see was Anders' evil smile, who seemed to be enjoying the pain.

Screaming with joy at having eliminated the Christian knight, Anders drew his sword from his shoulder and walked over to the corpse on the ground.

In order to use the sword that had pierced his shoulder to behead him, with this action the last farmers who were fighting simply surrendered.

In a desperate attempt to get the savage and pagan Danes to allow them to save their lives, to their dismay the warriors beheaded them.

Seeing the blood on the ground illuminated by the dim light of the fire and the moon, Anders felt much better.

As he closed his eyes, he tried to enjoy the moment. A completely risky idea suddenly came to his mind, but it was quite plausible.

"The night and these corpses will be our most valuable allies, as I never thought before."

Almost immediately, Anders screamed and ordered him to remove the clothes and weapons from all the corpses on the ground.

"I want everyone to change their clothes to those of these Christians since today we will enter the town through the main gate while they themselves open the gate for us.

We will take advantage of the fact that the night is dark and that they will not be able to see the difference in our faces, if everything goes well they will have the right to catch whatever they want. "

All the warriors shouted in unison in joy at the words Anders had said, so they took the clothes from the corpses and changed them to their own.

In the village, the guards who were guarding the gate of the wall tried to keep warm while rubbing their hands.

But it was at that moment that one of them pointed towards the road and was happy because he realized that the silhouettes they were approaching belonged to Aldous and his group.

So the two guards came down from the palisade and walked towards the wooden gate which they opened with joy.

More, however, as the silhouettes approached us, they realized that even though the clothes that were occupying the faces did not match.

At that time it was too late as a group of arrows ended their lives, Anders seeing the two guards dead in the snow.

He opened his hands and gave the order to attack with his ax. The nearby guards who were there when they realized that the gate was open tried to run to close the gate.

But it was too late, the group of warriors had already entered and they were outnumbered, so with some shouts, the fight began in the village.

Hearing strange noises, the priest who was making a night prayer came out in horror.

He could see how some houses were being burned and the screams of women and children could be heard.

Clutching the crucifix around his neck, the priest quickly entered the small church and ran over to where the duke was lying.

With the help of a maid, they began to take him to a small hidden warehouse and the church with the intention that they will hide for the necessary time.

So the heathen savages outside would get out and get out safely.

Opening the small hidden door, the three people entered and closing the small door as best they could, they waited for the worst to happen.

Anders was enjoying the pleasant melody of the cries of pain of the women and men of the place.

Like a piece of wood that was burning, and he walked slowly towards the church, which he set on fire.

Looking at how it was planned to set fire to which wooden church Anders began to laugh and I enjoy the heat that the fire that burned the church gave off.