Rebirth of the Viking King

Chapter 620 9.43

Chapter 620 43

Chenggeltu was awakened from his sleep by a clear and distant singing voice.

As Mo Kui expected, all the smugglers sold by the "dog" Ma Feng were not clean.

The story Chenggeltu told others was that he was a shepherd in the Avar Khanate. Because the grasslands of his hometown suffered a rare snowstorm in ten years, the grasslands were swallowed by the snow, and he had no choice but to go out to find a new way to make a living.

This statement seemed to be fine at first, but those who have really been to the grasslands know clearly that these Turkic herdsmen have spent their lives on horseback.

When the pastures are gone, the tents are dismantled, and the whole family rides on horseback to find new pastures. Every year they need to drive livestock for hundreds of kilometers.

These areas are all deserted highland grasslands.

How could they leave their hometown just because of an avalanche?

The human traffickers in Constantinople never care too much about the origin of their "human tickets". As long as they have one or two skills that are good enough, no matter if they are murderers or arsonists or gamblers with huge debts, human traffickers never refuse them.

The faint singing in the night woke him up from his sleep, which came from his experience of growing up among horse bandits.

Cheng Geletu is not a shepherd.

He was born a horse bandit.

Because of this, he has an amazing affinity with horses. Because for the grassland horse bandits who make a living by looting, horses are even more important to them than their own lives.

To be a horse bandit on the grassland, you must have horses.

The Avar Khanate is located at the end of the Silk Road. In this country, most of the horse bandits are engaged in the business of Tang Dynasty and Arab caravans.

But the horse bandits that Cheng Geletu belongs to are different.

They specifically choose to attack the lone Slavic caravans.

In recent years, as the Viking princess "Mehrandin O'Sullivan" became more and more popular in the Byzantine Parliament, new trade routes were also opened up.

The bandit leader "Fire" Golhuoer, who was served by Chenggeltu, smelled new business opportunities. They began to walk on the border between Avar Khan and Slavs to cause trouble for Slav caravans.

Caught off guard, the Slavs did suffer several losses.

However, Golhuoer still overestimated the tolerance of the Slav king "Bakambusi" for bandits.

It must be admitted that the bandits under Golhuoer could not understand Bakambusi's logic at all. This man did not care how much profit the dozen caravans could bring him.

In the bitter cold Murmansk, gold and silver have almost no other use except to be moldy in the cellar.

The fundamental reason why Bakambusi won the battle to open the trade route was that the president of the Skylark Chamber of Commerce, "Mehrandin O'Sullivan", was the wife of his brother Loki.

This woman came to discuss trade routes like an annoying fly. The Slav king could neither hide nor fight. In order to make this woman disappear from his face, he could only agree to all her requests as quickly as possible.

Because of this, there was a new trade route from Murmansk to Constantinople.

Now I heard that my people were bullied by the Avar Khan "stinky guy" on this road. This is simply ridiculous. You know, their king named "Khan" has to pay tribute to cattle, sheep, gold and silver to me every year.

The territory of the Slavs is a forbidden area for the Avar Khan cavalry.

The regular army dared not to offend my people, and there were horse bandits who dared to trouble me? !

There is such a good thing in the world?

Doesn't this mean that I can beat up these stinky guys again? !

After wandering in Asgard for more than ten days, Bakambusi has not experienced the taste of beating up a living person for a long time. Now a killing opportunity that fell from the sky hit him in the face, and his mood can only be described as "extremely cherishing".

In a large caravan, Bakambusi unloaded all the goods and stuffed himself and his elite wolf tooth guards into it. He walked slowly on the road and quietly waited for "Fire" Guolehuoer to take the bait.

As expected, the upright Avar Khan horse bandits led the team to charge, and the Slavic merchants abandoned the goods and fled. Bakambusi and the seven wolf tooth guards hid in the bear skin and dragon bones and were taken back to the gathering place by the horse bandits.

It is conceivable what a miserable situation will greet them.

That night, when the roasted lamb and fine wine were just moved to the dining table, Guolehuoer suddenly found that there was a pale strong man with his back to him, frantically stuffing all kinds of food into his mouth.

Hearing the sound of drawing a knife, he turned back to spit out the bones in his mouth and touched the fat on his cheeks.

"Boys, get to work!"

These six simple words marked the beginning of a massacre. The first person to die was Guolehuoer, who drew his saber and faced Bakambusi. The bandit who was still famous on the cold tundra had just raised his scimitar when a purple lightning bolt from the sky turned him into charcoal.

Bakambusi roared loudly, and thick pale hairs grew wildly from his body. The power of Sequence 0 "Bear Master" under the "Violent Bear Path" was activated. He smashed the building in front of him and appeared in front of all the bandits.

In that bloody night, the bandits under "Fiery" Guolehuoer met their inevitable destruction. Bakambusi only brought four guards.

But these five people slaughtered hundreds of bandits as easily as cleaning their own backyard.

Among all the horse bandits, only Cheng Geletu fought his way out on that bloody night.

After chopping down a wolf tooth guard in a duel with a broad-bladed saber, he rushed on his horse to rescue his leader. After running a few steps, he saw "Fire" Guolehuoer's chest being smashed by Bakambusi's punch. The huge bear paw was like a juicy fruit, turning half of his body into blood mist.

At that moment, Cheng Geletu truly felt the breath of death.

Without saying a word, he threw down the saber in his hand, then turned his horse's head and ran away. With lightnings falling from behind him, he skillfully controlled his horse to gallop all the way, and finally escaped from the violent lightnings with a lot of luck.

"Haha, it's more interesting to kill those Vikings! At least they will come to die, and they will also pick up axes to resist!"

"Unlike these stinky guys, they can only run away on horseback"

It's a pity that they are allies now

If I didn't need to enter Asgard now, hehe

The last few words Cheng Geletu heard before leaving were actually the Slav king's complaints about life.

When he returned to the camp early the next morning, the battle was over.

One broken corpse after another was randomly thrown in the camp, and the scavenging falcons hovering in the sky kept falling down and gnawing at the flesh and blood of the dead.

He was the only survivor among all the subordinates of "Fire" Guolehuoer.

Cheng Geletu was not surprised by this ending.

There has never been a rule in this world that "I can only bully others, but I can't suffer retribution." From the first day they picked up their sabers and mounted their horses, they might have anticipated today's ending.

The grasslands do not pay attention to burial, but believe that people should be eaten by hawks after death. In the ancient beliefs of the Turks, hawks are servants of "Mengge God". Only by feeding the hawks with their flesh after death can they be sent to heaven and into the arms of Mengge and the Lake Girl.

Chenggeltu found a flat open space and placed all his brothers and sisters side by side on a high platform, leaving them exposed to the scorching sun. As more and more birds fell, he rode the last batch of horses and left his hometown without looking back.

As a grassland horse bandit, he had no family, no ethnic group, and no tribe.

After all the brothers in the bandit gang died, the only "friend" he knew was the Roman merchant who helped the horse bandits sell the stolen goods. And this well-dressed Roman was obviously not a good person.

Out of fear of the Slavic king "Bakambusi", he only thought for three seconds and decided to sell Chenggeltu to the traffickers.

So after many twists and turns, the former prairie horse bandit appeared in Nicholson's mansion as a stable master.

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