Chapter 426 7.80 Meeting

"Viking woman, I, the Golden Scale Guard, are going to investigate, please don't interfere!"

"Do you want to bear the wrath of the Plantagenet family?"

Katya in the crowd pulled out her spear and looked indifferently at the group of armored warriors around her.

At this time, Katya is no longer what she used to be.

After the siege of Hanshui Village, he was promoted by Odin to the Sequence 7 "Winged Maid" under the "Valkyrie Path" because of his bravery in combat. In the past two years, he has been drinking magic potion continuously, and now he has been promoted to Sequence 4 "Heroic Spirit Guard".

Even though she was surrounded, there was no trace of fear on her face.

"What the hell foreign language is this?"

"Could this be a group of French people?"

Looking disdainfully at the exquisite broadswords in their hands, Katya's eyes slid left and right, and finally fell on the jewelry and bulging money bags they were wearing.

Her eyes shone with excitement.

**

When Alfred opened his eyes again, he had returned to the Duke's Mansion in Falling Rain Heights.

After opening his eyes, the first face he saw was that of Priest Jerome, who was managing the affairs of the kingdom on Loki's behalf.

Sitting up from the bed with difficulty, he discovered all the vassals in the Normandy region, Sartre, Gulaur, Duke Fenix ​​Coldstone, and even "Angus Mokrash" who was far away in the river valley. "The Dukes have all gathered here.

"Your Highness, you have suffered."

"Although you need enough rest, I still need to ask what happened in Paris?"

"Is Duke Loki still alive?"

Patting his cheek hard, Alfred told everyone in the room about their trip to Paris. When I heard that all the Vikings were killed, even the butler Wenzov died in Versailles.

The grumpy "Greedy Wolf" Gulaur couldn't stand it at first.

"What else is there to say? When have Odin's people ever received such an insult?!"

"I will order all the troops in my castle tomorrow! If I don't kill all these French bastards, I won't be able to forgive Master Wenzov for helping me!"

"Graul, sit down first!" Jerome's character is the calmest among everyone present. Perhaps it was because of his sobriety that Loki was willing to hand over the rule to him when he left.

"The French army is not the weak mercenaries stationed in Yun Province. Katya led the Wing Guards to fight with them on the Yellowstone Highlands a few days ago."

"She can explain to you how powerful the French regular army is."

Katya, standing in the corner, hugged her shoulders and looked quite solemn.

As a wild child plundered from Slavia by Loki, Katja followed Loki closely and was a guard captain even wilder than the Vikings.

In the river valleys, she dared to rob the "Storm Acolytes" who came to collect herbs in the barren mountains. Now when she came to the English Islands, there was no one she dared to rob.

Almost anyone who does not carry a clearance document will be mercilessly attacked by the Wing Guards. The smugglers who were rampant in the English Isles did not exist in Normandy.

"They are very strong." Katya said in a deep voice. "Of the 50 Golden Scale Guards who crossed the border and entered the Yellowstone Highlands, at least 20 of them are the chosen ones who belong to the 'Holy Bishop' or the 'Volcan Cult'."

"There are still three or four people who should be more secretive cultists of the evil god."

"After killing these 50 people, I joined nearly 10 wing guards. This was after occupying favorable terrain and sneaking attacks from high places."

"I'm so sorry, Master Alfred. The idea is so tricky that I frightened you."

Alfred nodded and said nothing. For being able to complete this hellish escape journey, he had already thanked the God King Odin and the Holy Lord Christ.

He couldn't ask for more.

"This is only 50 people. My mentor 'Saint' Euseubi once told me that there are 10,000 Golden Scale Guards stationed in Paris!" Jerome pressed Alfred onto the bed again .

"These 10,000 people are just the garrison for the city of Paris. There are 21 provinces in the Principality of France, and it would be effortless for the duke of each province to bring out seven or eight thousand troops."

"If they are willing to spend money to hire Visigoth mercenaries from neighboring countries, or the 'Roaring Knights' of the Alva Khanate, they can easily raise an army of 300,000."

“And we may not even be able to afford 10,000 people now.

How to fight this battle?"

Jerome calmly pointed out the problems that the Normandy region is now facing. This is just a set of the simplest numbers, but this number is like a huge mountain, pressing on everyone's head.

After a brief silence, Sartre's steady voice sounded first.

"We still have to fight."

"Because if we don't fight, we will also slowly die!"

Sartre grew up with Loki, and under the subtle influence, his way of thinking about problems is quite similar to Loki's.

"The French have begun to impose commercial sanctions on the 7 countries in England. I don't know what the city has become under your rule. Take the 'Ironwood Fortress' under my command as an example. The price of glass has increased eightfold recently, woolen cloth, Shakespeare The prices of imported daily necessities such as papyrus, candles, dyes, and spices have increased significantly.”

"We Vikings are used to hardship. Without these luxuries, we can still survive by returning to the mountains and forests."

"But what about the other English people in the seven countries?"

"These are not a few thousand people, but more than a million people! Although they are unarmed, a mouthful of spit from each of them is enough to drown us."

"If the stalemate continues, I guarantee that within two years, we will have no choice but to run back to Scandinavia in disgrace."

"But what about after we go back?"

Sarter did not continue. Because he knew that everyone present was a vassal with castles and fiefdoms, and they knew it as clearly as a mirror.

Going back, there is no way back.

The Vikings now have a new king. Mohrandin has already divided all the land to her newly appointed nobles.

If their group lost their land in England, they would be as panicked as dogs who lost their homes when they returned. It is impossible to get enough attention.

"We can die standing, but we can't die on our knees!" Guraul roared, "Duke Loki has done everything he can for us. He is even willing to walk alone to Paris to resist the provocation of the French masters for all of us."

"As long as he still has a breath, we can't give up on him! I must make this clear to everyone!"

Looking around, everyone nodded in silence.

For everyone present, the importance of Loki is needless to say.

"I suggest that from now on, all vassals return to their fiefdoms and prepare their armies." Sartre pulled over a map of the Normandy region and nailed it to the wall of the conference room

"If we can get 10,000 people together, we will use these 10,000 people to fight the French! If we can get 5,000 people together, we will use 5,000 people to advance to Paris!"

"Everything we have is given by Duke Loki."

"Even if we ascend to Valhalla together, this journey will definitely not be lonely!"