Chapter 326 6.74 Slavs Are Advancing

It is conceivable that when heavy rain fell three days later and the Slavic army found a large number of corpses in a scorched forest, they were no less confused than the English.

"What is this? It's black, could it be a charred corpse?"

A young Slavic warrior felt that the thing looked like a human hand along the "tree branches" in front of him.

"You are stupid!" The old hunter walking in front of him turned and roared.

"This is a tree trunk! If this is a corpse, look, there are corpses everywhere! Could it be that these English people are all idiots, they are just quietly waiting in the woods for us to burn?

Is this a fucking human? Not even a stupid roe deer is so stupid."

"Yeah, that's right." The young soldier sniffed and felt that there seemed to be a lingering smell of meat in the air.

After the dense forest was burned into a flat land, Bakambusi's army passed through it unscathed. It can be expected that they will not encounter any obstacles along the way, and even the East Anglian capital "Cambridge" did not dare to close the gate.

The Slavic army walked into the city gate openly.

All the shops along the way were closed. However, the "hospitable" Cambridge citizens neatly placed vegetables, fruits, bread, barbecue, and even bags of silver coins outside the door.

The king of East Anglia had already fallen into Loki's hands. Without a leader and losing the army, they were as weak as lambs in front of the Slavs.

It is meaningless for all the people to go to the city wall to defend.

In this case, it is better to open the city gate and kill or cut them.

Of course, another important reason why the garrison captain was able to make this decision was because he had heard that Buchan Bushi did not attack Canterbury, the main city of the Kingdom of Kent.

In this way, this man's target may not be East Anglia.

This helpless method really worked. The Slavic army, which had been climbing uphill from Kent, was almost as hungry as climbing a mountain.

The faint smell of meat in the burning woods had already ignited the hunger in everyone's stomach. As we all know, the carrying capacity of light ships such as longships is very limited. Loading Slavic strongmen, and transporting giant bears and wolves for riding, there is very little space left for food.

This army has been hungry for a long time.

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Unlike the Vikings, the Slavs are a cold tundra with almost no trade. Although the animal skins, herbs and dried meat in the hands of hunters are also in short supply in some cities, they are restricted by the remote cold area and the serious lack of guides.

Merchants who advocate profit but efficiency will hardly consider going to this desperate place.

Over time, the lack of trade has made the Slavs' demand for "gold coins" very low. There are many people like Bakambusi who looted hundreds of thousands of gold coins but don't know how to use them.

Most of the Slavic silver coins looted by the Vikings from Slavia were covered with black rust, which was because they focused on hunting and grazing, and were self-sufficient all year round.

In Cambridge, they grabbed food and wine and stuffed them into their stomachs. When they were excited, they even danced primitive and cheerful dances on the deserted streets. However, the bags of heavy silver coins were ignored by the honest Slavs.

Instead, they took out a few copper coins from their pockets and threw them in front of the porch of the residents of Cambridge.

After eating and drinking, everyone rushed out of the city before dawn.

They did not cause any killing.

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning poured down, the residents hiding behind the thick curtains gently opened a corner with their fingers and found that the streets had been cleared.

Everyone felt like they had survived a disaster.

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"Haha, this city is really nice!

If the British along the way are so hospitable, I really don't know how to start!"

"How to start? The king is now so angry with the old charlatan of the Holy Bishop. Just wait and see. When we cross the border of East Anglia and come down from the highlands into the territory of Wessex, the people of Wessex will not be like this."

"Damn, that's good! My bear has been hungry for a whole winter, and it's just right to eat meat this month!"

"By the way, the scenery here is nice! It's just a little hot.

We have been walking for most of the day. Shouldn't we discuss with the king and find a forest to hunt some game to eat? Eating bread every day makes your mouth tasteless!"

Mahlantin looked at the group of Slav hunters leading wolves, horses and brown bears, and felt that they didn't look like an "army" at all.

Neither the marching formation nor the baggage supply in this army existed at all.

The marching formation of the Slavs is "no formation". Everyone follows their village chief casually, chatting dirty jokes and laughing in groups of three or five.

If the team was not too large, they would be more like taking a spring outing.

As for supplies, it is even more exaggerated.

Anyone who is hungry can solve the food problem by themselves.

Whether it is leading the wolf to hunt in the nearby woods, or finding farmers scattered in the wilderness to exchange silver for some food, Bakambusi's army has no "discipline" at all.

In this team, everyone can do what they want as they please, without having to report to their superiors!

During the march, at least hundreds of people went out hunting and never came back. It is unknown whether they were immersed in the beautiful scenery of the English Isles.

Or they were killed by the English in an unmanned corner.

The Viking princess was not a military strategist, but she was born in the Viking royal family. The pillar industry of her family was the mercenary business. She knew a little about marching and fighting.

The basic principle of training non-commissioned officers is that what kind of general will train what kind of army. And the Slavic king "Barkanbusi" was not a good material for leading troops in any aspect.

It happened that the Vikings were beaten to pieces and lost a large area of ​​territory in the hands of such a general.

And now, even Loki's life has reached the point where he needs to save it.

In this way, during the almost completely free-range march, Barkanbusi's army came to the border between East Anglia and Wessex.

A layer of scarlet blood mist floated here.

Among them, 7 figures were looming.