Chapter 160 4.20 Autumn "Plunder" (3)

At the end of August, wheat ears were already pointing heavily to the land, and corn and quinoa from the New World also began to become full and heavy.

When the peasant women took sickles and began to collect limited crops from the barren land, the fleet of the Viking lords set sail on time at the dock of the Scandinavian Peninsula. The seven lords gathered nearly 300 longships in total, carrying no less than 10,000 Viking pirates, and drifted to the other side of the Baltic Sea.

However, the Viking pirates did not know at this time that the Slavic king "White Bear" Bakanbusi and the coalition forces of the seven countries of England had already laid a net and waited for them to show up.

After sailing for a day, the longships came to shore one after another. The lords only left a very small number of Viking pirates to guard the ships, and took away all the rest of the people to join the annual grand autumn looting activities.

The pirates who were unfortunate enough to draw the staying lottery could only set up simple tents on the beach, fish, set nets, and repair ships every day. Doing nothing but waiting for money.

"Boring, so fucking boring!" muttered the young warrior who was holding the axe behind his head. The morning sun had just risen, but he was still sleepy.

"It would be great if a few cavalrymen could come and kill me at this time! My axe has been idle for a year, and I've been thirsty for a long time!"

"Haha, those cow-smelling things dare to challenge us? We haven't seen the Slavs who came to attack the fleet for many years!"

"Yeah, if you get the advantage, just lie down and sleep well. There is no money to be made sleeping at home, but at least there is meat, wine and silver sleeping here, which is very comfortable!"

The young Slavic warrior felt that his eyelids were unusually heavy. He took out the hard axe from behind his head and found a stone instead.

However, in a trance, he actually felt the ground behind him vibrating rhythmically!

This is not an illusion!

Picking up the hand axe and walking out of the tent, he saw a black line appearing on the horizon not far away. It was at least thousands of Slavic yak cavalry!

"Be on guard! Prepare for battle!"

The scouts in charge of lookout blew the horns for battle, and the Viking warriors took up their round shields and lined up. As the yak riders approached, they found that this group of warriors was completely different from the group of farmers they had seen before.

They wore a full set of sophisticated steel armor, and the weapons in their hands were upgraded from ordinary black iron long swords to heavy Damascus machetes more than one meter long.

After looting eastward for hundreds of years, it was not the first time that the Vikings encountered Slavic attacks on the fleet. The Chosen Ones under the "Sea Giant Path" in the Hall of Valor were best at fighting against the rushing cavalry. They picked up the giant axes about 2 meters long and transformed, standing at the forefront of the team and waiting for battle.

But at this moment, a loud dragon roar sounded in the sky!

Five hundred years ago, the Scandinavian Peninsula was still ruled by giants. The natural enemy of giants at that time was the flying dragon in the sky. Although with the change of the times, giants and dragons have almost all disappeared in the long river of history, until now, there are still several subspecies of the powerful dragon race that have successfully adapted to the environment and survived tenaciously.

Among the seven countries of the English Isles, only the wealthy Wessex has the national strength to raise dragons. This powerful creature inherited from ancient times has extremely demanding requirements for food, water, and living environment. The dragons that can be tamed by humans can only be raised artificially. However, artificial breeding will greatly reduce the inherent aggressiveness and combat ability in their blood.

If you are not careful, these sub-dragons with defects in their genes will not be able to grow smoothly.

The original place of origin of the dragon knight is the wealthy France in the western continent. The fertile land and superior geographical environment make France the capital of luxury goods in the western continent second only to Constantinople. Only the romantic and wealthy French people would think of raising dragons, a luxury from the Middle Ages.

It is hard to tell whether the "dragon knights" and "pegasus knights" they cultivated with countless real money are handsome or have strong fighting ability.

When the Kingdom of Wessex became rich by relying on maritime trade, the first monarch "Cadwalla" had extravagant hopes for these flying beasts. He spent a lot of money to send scholars to the "Plantage Family" in the Duchy of France. After decades of study and seeking advice, he trained the first batch of dragon language scholars.

After returning to Wessex, the dragon language scholars worked hard for three generations, paid hundreds of thousands of gold coins, and thousands of lives. By the time of the fourth-generation ruler Ecbert, Wessex finally began to have its own dragon knights.

Although the Vikings plundered Mercia, a neighboring country of Wessex, Ecbert knew that the Vikings were a threat. Therefore, he sent three dragon knights to join the Slavic cavalry, striving to fight the first battle.

After the dragons participated in the exhibition, they immediately played their own advantages.

Wherever the dragon flames passed, all the longboats were burned to slag! Viking shield axemen are good at close-range combat but not good at long-range attacks. Facing a giant beast like a dragon flying at high speed in the air, they were stunned and had no effective countermeasures. The guards guarding the coast were burned to ashes almost instantly.

The running Slavic yak riders trampled the Viking pirates with flames on their bodies. The cold-land yaks weighing up to two tons easily trampled the Viking pirates in leather clothes into meat paste. Many Viking pirates tried to escape into the sea, but the giant dragon flying in the sky spewed flames, and the fierce fire easily heated the sea water to a terrible temperature.

It didn't take long for the coast to be scorched earth, and there was no living person.

Before evacuating, the dragon riders also burned all the trees in sight near the coast. This move was to completely cut off the Viking pirates' retreat home and completely lock them in the eastern coast of the Baltic Sea.

After finishing everything, the dragon and the cavalry continued to fly along the coastline, heading for the next longship to land. In just two days, more than 300 warships of the seven lords docked near the coast were all burned to ashes. The pirates who crossed the Baltic Sea wanted to go home, and they could only go around the Baltic Sea.

In the best case, they would have to go to the beginning of next spring to return home.

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At the same time, Scandinavia, Dragon's Breath Plateau.

Dragon's Breath Plateau is located in the middle of the peninsula near the Baltic Sea. To the north of the plateau is the Frost Ridge ruled by the Frost People, and to the south is the river valley ruled by Lord Bernard. Dragon's Breath Plateau has the highest terrain and the most complex terrain.

A thousand years ago, this high platform that suddenly rose from the flat ground was the habitat of many dragon creatures on the peninsula. Although dragons like to fly in the wind, their nests are mostly built in dark caves.

Under the seemingly vast green grassland of Dragon's Breath Plateau, there are many kinds of hidden caves. Even the lord "Angus Moklash" built the capital of Dragon's Breath Plateau in a luxurious cave abandoned by a dragon.

He named his castle Dragon's Breath Cave. Everyone who has entered this city is impressed by its exquisite layout.

This is a strong proof that dragons have lived here for thousands of years.

Even the herdsmen who have lived on this land for a long time can't tell how many caves there are on Dragon's Breath Plateau, and no one knows where each cave leads to.

It is based on this geological environment that Dragon's Breath Plateau has become a natural "shelter".

Oleg worked as a Slavic slave here for 4 years.

Lord Moklash, as an important partner of the O'Sullivan family, owns a large number of slave-owning manors in his territory. These nobles from the major cities of the Western Continent used the rich slave resources of the Vikings to open mines and factories on the Dragon's Breath Plateau to dig out precious resources that the Vikings were not good at smelting.

In the past four years, Oleg has traveled through many manors on the Dragon's Breath Plateau as a slave. He accurately recorded these locations in his mind and painted them on linen in his spare time.

And now, it's time to use them.

Two months ago, when he and Bakambusi had conspired with their plan, he had already asked the group of English monks to use the ship to transport 100 Slavic warriors. The Vikings did not have the habit of cruising along the coastline. When the ship quietly approached the shore, Bakambusi and 100 warriors jumped into the sea and swam to the shore.

For a long time afterwards, these 100 warriors have been hiding in the hidden underground caves of the Dragon's Breath Plateau. All the food and supplies were purchased for them by Oleg and Bakambusi from the river valley.

Bakambusi had never thought that there would be a lord like Loki in the world. He was originally quite worried about how Master Oleg would get out of the village, but he didn't expect that no one in Hanshui Village, whether it was the lord or the workers, would even look at them, let alone watch them.

Oleg spent money, bought food, and organized people to transport it. No one in the village cared about his every move. After a few days, he even felt that he was just a joke to stay out all day and night. The two of them delivered the supplies they needed to the Slavic army hidden under the Dragon's Breath Plateau through one trip after another.

At this time, he was standing shoulder to shoulder with Bakambusi at the entrance of the cave on the Dragon's Breath Plateau, looking at an elderly herdsman herding a dozen cattle and sheep grazing on grass in the distance.

"According to the agreed time, tonight, those Viking bastards should have completely lost their ships! Now is the time when the troops of the seven provinces are the most depleted."

Haha, Bakambusi laughed twice. He stood up suddenly and roared loudly towards the empty grassland! This wanton roar completely cleared the depression of living in the cave in recent days.

Behind him, teams of strong Slavs walked out of the cave. Their faces were firm, and their violently throbbing muscles also told of the manic desire to kill in their hearts.

Anti-plundering has always been an exciting thing.

They were fully armed and their murderous intentions were rising.