At the end of the Tang Dynasty, it was a feudal town, but in Western Europe

"Father bless you too, Sister Gisela, I really must go, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Feng Sen was riding on the horse, and he didn't realize it until he reached the castle hall. He rubbed his fingers, and a scent of chamomile was still lingering around his fingertips. This was the first physical contact between Gisela and Feng Sen.

Why is this woman crazy? Why was she so indifferent before, but today she is so enthusiastic. I didn't do anything. I really don't understand. Feng Sen shook his head, if only women could be as simple as beheading people.

Feng Sen kicked open the door of the hall: "Brothers, this robbery will not be blocked!"

Chapter 26 The Rape of Denmark

Originally, Feng Sen was still worrying about the winter rations, but he didn't expect, oh, he didn't expect that this attack showed him a clear way—what to do when there is no ration?Grab it!

You see, the Danes are out of food. If they rob Britain, they will have food.

In the same way, I am out of food. If I grab Denmark, I will have food?

If you are in your hometown, don't use a knife, just ride a horse and walk around, and those small tribes will obediently offer food, grass, cattle and sheep.

This is the painful lesson left by the ancestors of these small tribes—you can keep more if you take the initiative.

Although it was a battle against Caogu this time, Feng Sen did not mean to underestimate it. No matter how big or small the battle is, the most important thing is the temple calculation, that is, the military discussion before the war.

In the dim castle hall, several maids carefully held various objects and lit torches on the pillars on both sides. On the oak table in the center, there were three pieces of rough wax standing on the silver candlestick.

Amid the smell of turpentine burning from the torch, Feng Sen, who was seated at the top, spoke first:

"This time we are going north, we must first understand that we are not here to rob, we are here to seek justice for the believers of Heavenly Father! Do you understand what I mean?"

"Understood, it's the 'enemy bandits' who committed crimes, not to mention they really did so this time." Han Shizhong said with a big grin.

But Wang Sima frowned: "We are newcomers, and we don't know geography and public opinion. This is no different than Liaodong. We have been guarding for generations, and we have a thorough understanding of the surrounding areas. It is better to be cautious."

"This is simple." Feng Sen took out a cloth from his arms, and the generals sitting around the oak table gathered around it, but saw a map drawn on the cloth.

Wang Sima carefully laid out the cloth, and after seeing it clearly, he looked at Feng Sen in astonishment: "Could it be?"

"Yes, it is the map of Jutland Peninsula and Lübeck."

Zhang Shicheng took the map in surprise, pointed to the accuracy of every river and every mountain on the map, and was also surprised: "How can it be so detailed? Jieshuai, where did you get it?"

"The Jade Emperor gave it to me."

This was drawn by Feng Sen against the map on the Clausewitz engine. Although it is incomparable with Google Maps and the like, the main terrain has been marked.

"Just looking at the picture, you may not understand, let me tell you something." Feng Sen pointed to the peninsula surrounded by the sea on three sides and said, "This peninsula is called Jutland Peninsula, the small country on it is called Denmark, and its people are called Dan people.

Its ancestors came from the Scandinavian Peninsula in the north, and the people living there are called Norse, but in fact, the two belong to the same race. The difference is that the Norse are raw, while the Dan are familiar, understand?

Looking at the Jutland Peninsula again, have you found anything? "

Han Shizhong squinted his eyes and glanced at the map, he slapped his head: "This is a good place to drive horses and shoot!"

"It seems that Uncle Han still has a sharp eye." Feng Sen licked his lips, and his fingers kept sliding on the cloth, "Look, from Hamburg to the northernmost tip of the Jutland peninsula, there are only some scattered hills, and the rest is a large plain, and there are valleys and swamps near the bay, especially in the west and the middle of this side.

So we want to set a tone for this looting, that is, from the northeast, from Lübeck all the way to Schleswig, and then return by the southwest line.

The area on this route is flat and there are not even low mountains. It is flat and white. Well, it is the same as 180 degrees, which is convenient for us to visit quickly.

This area obviously belongs to Denmark, but because it is the border of the three countries, it belongs to the three-way zone and can be used to its fullest.

All the tribes in this area, whether they are Saxons, Danes or Norse, all rob them.

Notice, though, what is our goal? "

"kill!"

"Bah, you bastard! It's food grabbing! So many prisoners of war, do you want to eat, do you guys want to eat?" Feng Sen spat, "To grab food, save people from dying, and revenge for the believers is secondary. Yes, it is the murderer who wants to grab, not the murderer also wants to grab, the most important thing is food!"

"We have to grab some women." Zhang Shicheng added, "Even if you take a concubine from a barbarian, you can pass on the blood of the ancestors first, otherwise no one will enter the incense after death."

"Okay, then grab some girls too." Feng Sen knocked on the table, "However, our troops are only a small number after all, so we will set a quantity limit and a time limit respectively to prevent the Dan people from gathering an army to encircle and suppress them.

How about this, starting from the looting of the first village, within [-] days, how about stopping the looting of winter rations immediately? "

"Congratulations, handsome!"

"Then let's do it like this, you all practice it yourself."

"Here."

Everyone dispersed from the castle, and the fighters went home to sleep, but Feng Sen couldn't sleep.

If he wanted to go to Lübeck, he had to borrow a route from the Kingdom of Eupolit. He needed to send a letter to the current Prince of Opulit, Vitzlaus, and ask them to help his brothers. The benefits would be great.

The Eupolites are actually the West Slavs who speak Wende (Sorbian), Mao Zi's distant relatives, they also believe in the Father's religion, and are allies with the Frankish Kingdom.

In this year's Saxon rebellion, the Eupolites also extended a helping hand and captured Magdeburg, an important stronghold of the Saxon rebels. Otherwise, the rebellion would not have been put down so quickly.

These guys are pretty reliable.

In addition, the surrounding Stormarn tribe and some small Saxon clans sent out a few people from each tribe, who were on standby with the army and were responsible for carrying food and auxiliary soldiers.

At the same time, they are also witnesses. After witnessing Feng Sen's compassion for the people, they also have to see his bloody methods for the enemy.

At the beginning of November, when the cold wind caused the slaves to fall ill one after another, Feng Sen finally completed the docking of Prince Eupolit.

As for the observation groups of various Saxon tribes, Han Shizhong led troops to visit the neighboring tribes one by one, and "persuade" them with sincere and good words. It took them a long time to agree.

Of course, there are also disobedient ones, it doesn't matter, Han Shizhong will lead people to guard the gate of the tribe, and Zhang Shicheng's third class will fall to the ground, beat gongs, drums and hang their voices to sing, so that no one can sleep.

Are you impatient and dare to do it?That would be great, just kidnap and save the process.

Most of the members of these forced military expeditions are descendants of tribal chiefs or priests. On the one hand, they serve as hostages to prevent them from stealing their homes. On the other hand, Feng Sen also needs them as a big hand to control the countryside in the future.

There were about 100 young masters in these inspection groups, who were organized into two teams by Feng Sen, and a few soldiers of the Tang Army who spoke Saxon well were selected as instructors for a ten-day training.

They will serve as auxiliary soldiers and accompany them on the expedition.

After three or four days of marching, Feng Sen brought four hundred Tang troops and one hundred auxiliary soldiers to the border of the Kingdom of Opalite.

On the vast plain, there was a gust of cold wind. Feng Sen and Olean stood on a hillside, with seven or eight light cavalry behind them.

Feng Sen was wearing a bright red round-neck robe with brocade pattern and tiger narrow sleeves, a white wolf fur waistcoat, and a rainproof hooded cloak. He stood upright and sat silently on the horse.

At this time, on the plain not far away, a group of about ten cavalry rushed forward. They first stopped to watch, and after being informed, the two sides got off their horses, and each sat down by a small horse by the edge of an oak tree.

"Sorry, my father was injured during the siege of Magdeburg, and he can't get out of bed now, so I can only take care of it." Drozko is the son of Prince Vizlaus, although he is a Sislav , but he speaks Frankish much better than Feng Sen.

Speaking of which, the customs of the Slavs are very strange. The prince is not the real son of the king, but just a noble title or status of nobility. Even the king's father can be called a prince.

"It's okay, thank you for lending me the way, otherwise, I don't know how to seek justice for my people." Feng Sen smiled and handed over a wooden box, "We Serisians have a habit of bringing a gift to friends who meet for the first time, which is a meeting gift."

Drozko opened the wooden box, and a set of exquisite and smooth porcelain appeared in front of his eyes,

This is a set of three thick porcelain bowls and dishes brought by Feng Sen from the Central Plains, but no matter how thick or not, for the Slavs who still use wooden bowls and cups, this is already considered an exquisite and excessive gift.

"Thank you for the gift, my mother will definitely like it very much." Drozko closed the wooden box with a smile, "I wonder if there is anything we can do to help you?"

"We need to borrow from you, so I hope you can help us guard the back road and help transfer the loot and supplies. In return, I can provide you with 5.00% of the loot."

"Actually, we also hate those Dan people. They also plundered our village in the autumn, and countless believers died tragically. You don't need to give us anything in return. The biggest reward is to teach those damn Dan people a lesson. What's more, this is a 'jihad'. If I continue to make profits in it, even the benevolent heavenly father will not forgive me."

"Okay." Feng Sen is not polite. People at this time don't have the habit of being polite and have no economic foundation. The folk customs are simple and simple. If you say no, you really don't want it. "A pleasant cooperation."

Drozko and Feng Sen clapped their hands together: "Happy cooperation."

Stepping on the stirrups, Sampson got on the horse, and under the vast gray sky, the cold wind rolled up his cloak and fluttered behind him.

Standing at the forefront of the team, Feng Sen raised his right hand, his eyes glistened, and he slashed across the air with his saber, facing north: "The Wild Hunt has begun! Jingnan Army, let's go!"

Chapter 27 Water testing is almost over, I'm in a hurry

The gloomy cloud scales moved forward slowly under the impetus of the cold wind, and the pale light that passed through the clouds covered everything with a haggard veil.

The air seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost, white and blooming, and no amount of vivacity could penetrate the tulle.

In the withered woods, the crow howled desperately, until a long arrow pierced his neck, completely choking the annoying cry.

The Danes living here didn't feel anything unusual.

On the gravel-filled shoal, Stein stepped on the soft, harsh stones with his bare feet. The chill climbed up his calf, penetrated into Stein's eardrum, and rushed into his brain.

He shivered, but for a pure-blooded Dane boy, this temperature was nothing. In his bar mitzvah next year, he would have to swim at least two miles in the icy water to be considered a Dane man.

Legend has it that Beowulf can even swim across the sea and kill sea snakes. Swimming is a compulsory course for Dan warriors.

Stein likes swimming very much. When he was young, his previous father often took him here to swim, but after his mother divorced and remarried with his father, his father never took him here again.

The vast land of the house is full of weeds, and only a few useless old slaves are working. In this settlement by Lake Ratze, old Stein is despised, and even the younger Stein is despised. Often ridiculed by peers.

Whenever he was bullied, little Stein would swim by Lake Ratze and immerse himself in the water, as if everything would go away from him.

After adapting to the cold water of Ratzer Lake for a while, Stein plunged into it and took a long breath. Under the water was a blue and chaotic world.

Stein was thinking, if the old Stein had chosen to wear the Frisian baby on the spear, would he not be ridiculed as a "sissy" by the people on the same boat?Will grandpa not force mother and father to divorce?

Probably not, Stein knew that the reason why his mother divorced Old Stein was because he was still in his prime, but he didn't want to plunder with the ship anymore, as if he had really become a sissy.

Stein got out of the water, not far away, smoke was rising from the settlement of Latzer, and several newly captured Saxon slaves were tied behind the buttocks of galloping horses, dragging a long trail of blood on the ground, and they could no longer make any sound.

Several Danish women and girls were sitting beside the overturned fishing boat, concentrating on sewing fishing nets. On the long pole at the gate of the village, the head of a Saxon slave trying to escape was gently shaking with the cold wind from the south.

Stein dived into the icy lake again. This year was a good harvest year. The noble with half Dan blood led the warriors from the village to plunder dozens of settlements. No one could imagine how much spoils they got and how many rewards they got from the great noble.

But what little slipped through their fingers was enough to feed the village of Stein.

Stein surfaced, and the Danish youths who were riding horses and dragging people outside the village had disappeared. Maybe they went home for dinner. Really, why did the horse stay where it was? So careless, be careful Ran.

I have to eat too, Stein swam to the village, next year, next year, when I become a brave Dane warrior, I will also...

"Ah——" a sharp cry sounded in Stein's ear, and Stein was stunned. When he gradually approached the shore, he finally heard the various noises from the village.

It was not the noise of people in the village cooking, but roaring and calling for help.

Is someone attacking?Stein hurriedly swam toward the shore at a faster speed. As he got closer to the lake shore, the shouts in his ears became clearer, and the smell of blood in the air became stronger.

On the vast lake, for some reason, Stein hesitated and stopped swimming. He could continue to swim there, but there was a voice screaming in his heart—don’t go.

He looked down at his hands, could it be that the blood of cowards really flows in my veins?

Just when he was hesitating, a familiar figure appeared on the shore.

Wait, that's, that's Ulf!Stein's eyes lit up. He was the bravest warrior in the village. He once hunted a bear alone!

Stein opened his arms happily and swam towards Ulf.

"Den!"

"Whoosh-"

"puff!"

"what--"

Stein raised his head from the water blankly, a scene he will never forget in his life:

Under the dark sky, Ratze's most powerful warrior was pierced by a long arrow in the knee, and the evil giant with black scales on his body galloped across the beach on a giant horse like Svadir Fali.

He held up the long straight knife in his hand, turned his waist sideways, and the long knife easily severed Ulf's spine. His headless corpse slowly knelt down on the ground, and the bright red blood flowed into the lake like a fountain.

Stein could even feel the hot blood in the lake, which was the breath of death.

Not long after the giant knight rushed over, he turned around and rode his horse again. He pulled out his lance and gently picked up Ulf's head, just like Ulf used to pick up those babies.

It seemed that out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of the figure in the lake, and the knight pulled the reins and stopped his horse.

He faced Stein, and the horse's red tassel in his hand was stuck together by the congealed blood.

Stein trembled. This knight had a bright red face. His nose was raised like a bird's beak. There were no eyeballs in his upside-down eyes, and there was only darkness. Four fangs protruded from his mouth. His expression was fierce but majestic.

After staring at him for a long time, the giant knight left.

Stein looked at the village in the distance. The fire was raging. Houses, squares, and meeting halls all collapsed amidst the crackling sound of burning flames.

As night fell, Stein finally walked onto the shallows carefully under the moonlight. He took off the clothes from the dead Ulf and put them on himself.

Stein soaked in the icy lake for three full hours, with one foot deep and the other shallow, walking towards the village with only the remaining consciousness.

Stepping barefoot on the still warm grass, Stein roamed like a corpse, and came to the center of the village, where a huge shadow covered the moonlight in the sky.

Stein knelt on the ground, covering his face and weeping bitterly.

In the center of the village, the heads of countless adult men are regularly stacked together, and the gaps in each layer are filled with soil to place the heads of the second layer.