Chapter 644 Stamford Bridge

The bad news of the Battle of Fulford spread throughout England. King Harold, who is now beside Huntington Forest on the Ullman Trail, has more "abundance" than time, and Krohe, who marched two hundred miles in four days to catch up with the king's team The warriors of Sturt Village knew what they were about to face as they drew ever closer to the invaders ravaging the north.

Harold was also famous in the battlefield. Three years ago, when he was the earl, he killed those Muggles in Wells, Hufflepuff's hometown. But now, as king, he faces his first major test, and life and death rest on the shoulders of this southern army that is winding through the dense forests of central England and swinging northward.

"My leg is really going to break," the tall and thin Leofric complained as he was on the road for days.

"Choose one, either shut up and save effort, or... fall down and die." The recruiter Odegar, who was still patrolling the team on the way, heard the complaint, and walked to Leofric's side, After taking a look at his leg, he said that there was nothing wrong with it.

Leofric glared at him angrily, and after finishing speaking, he overtook the recruiter who inspected the front team: "Odegar, you always like to bully people.",

Odegar, who was walking in front, yelled loudly without looking back: "That's because you always like to complain! It's strange, how could we have the same ancestor..."

"Ah... ah!" Tofi, who had been walking silently beside Leofric, suddenly screamed, and then sat down on a tree root on the ground.

Odegar, who was interrupted by the shout, lifted the shield behind his back, then turned around and walked over to look at Tophy: "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm so sorry... Ah!" Tofi took off his boots, and Odegar pulled his feet over to take a closer look, and found that the blisters had completely ruptured, and now they were bloody and bloody.

"I'm not suitable for marching, just leave me here..." Tuo Fei's face was full of pain. Although it was actually just some skin trauma, he really couldn't keep going any longer.

"I have to bring everyone, including children who can fight." Odegar deliberately loudly let everyone around him hear, and then approached Tophy, "Can you stand up?"

"Barely... Ah! Ah!" Tofei replied, and tried to stand up with the help of the other party.

"Don't worry, you'll get better soon." Odegar sighed, leaned over and put Tofei on his shoulders, and looked worriedly at the advantage of his best friend. Offric said, "Come on, you help Tuofei resist the weapon shield."

"Odegar, you always like to bully people..." Although Leofric was still complaining, he had already taken the best friend's equipment in his hands.

On September 25, 1066, the side of Stamford Bridge.

In the Viking camp, the dead bones of all kinds of cattle and sheep were hung on the wood, scraped clean, and the animal skins were hung on the clothesline to be exposed to the sun. A strip of salted fish was threaded on a rope, waiting to be eaten.

One by one, the cage carts were pushed to the Viking camp by the local English. The black and white rabbits opened their eyes vigilantly in the cage, and their little noses twitched constantly. The Vikings were waiting for the tributes to arrive here. , to satisfy the Vikings' cravings, the unfortunate people of Yorkshire sent their crops, their livestock and even their children.

A berserker just finished enjoying his booty and came out of the tent with his upper body bare. He saw the leader outside. Thinking of the weird behavior of the senior management these days, he couldn't help asking his boss who thought he had a good relationship: " Lynch, why did Hardrada insist that we separate the troops?"

Lin Qi also frowned slightly when he heard the words, and his expression was a bit puzzled, but then the gemstone on his forehead flashed red, making him forget the doubts prompted by his subordinates, and he smiled at the berserker, "We stay here to take hostages Isn't it better? Or do you want to be one of the unlucky third to guard the fleet?"

The berserker shrugged, "I just think we should be more careful, at least not leave the armor in the fleet,

We'd have to walk fifteen miles to get it..."

"The Vikings have won! The north is ours!" The leader of the Berserkers, Lynch, did not respond, but jumped onto a rock and shouted to the surroundings, "England's wealth will make us prosperous!"

The surrounding Vikings, including the berserker who questioned just now, also shouted under the lead of Lynch.

The residents of Yorkshire led a pony and drove cattle and sheep, all of them bowed their heads, and sent them to the Vikings. The mothers sadly hugged their children in the cage car, unable to bear to send them away, let alone imagine their future fate, but were pulled away by the Vikings.

At this moment, the noise from the other side of the Derwent River made the Vikings immediately realize that something was wrong.

It took only seven or eight days for Harold to regroup his soldiers from London to York, two hundred miles away. There is no doubt that Harold's troops moved quickly, and their most powerful weapon was to attack them unprepared.

Ordinary Viking soldiers who expected to be waiting for them were unarmed civilians, but they were taken by surprise.

Unexpectedly, Harold could march northward so quickly. The Viking mid-level and high-level troops were defenseless under the effect of the enslaved gems, but fortunately, the river blocked the way of the English, and there was only one that could only accommodate two or three people at the same time. Width of the broken wooden bridge can be used to cross the river.

Tosti, who is familiar with England's tactics, suggested that taking advantage of the fact that the Vikings are now lightly loaded and good at long-distance raids, they should first lead the army to retreat to the vicinity of the ships fifteen miles away, join the remaining soldiers and use the ships and ship guards to cover and replace them. Armor and then the decisive battle.

Although Harald refused under the influence of magic power, the ruthless man who is good at combat is obviously not a fool as long as he is not controlled. He sent the most powerful berserker guards to guard the bridge to fight for the assembly of other troops The time required for the formation, these big men in bear skins do not need to wear armor themselves, and all of them can stand alone.

Although Lynch, the leader of the Berserkers, didn't realize that his good condition was due to the wizard, he also felt that he should take some responsibility for this behavior. He stopped his subordinates who wanted to go on the bridge, shook his head and said, "I don't need you on a day like today, I have Odin to protect me!" He pointed to the red gemstone on his forehead, and then immediately removed the bear on his body. He tore off his leather and coat and threw them on the ground. With his bare upper body showing his sinewy muscles, and wearing only a Viking-style butterfly helmet, he held one in each hand, and an ordinary Viking warrior needs two. The giant ax that can only be controlled by hand walked to the middle of the bridge.

Lynch, whose upper half of his face was covered by a helmet, stared coldly at the Englishman boosting morale. He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, like a wild beast waiting for its prey to come to its door. At this time, he couldn't see his previous cunning and gentleness at all, and now he just stood up as a Viking warrior. On this small wooden bridge, alone faced the tens of thousands of Anglo-Saxon troops.