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Chapter 4 The End and the Birth

For many of Otto's warriors, the battle they encountered was so sudden that many of them did not even put on their chain mail, but only put on leather arm guards, knee pads, helmets, picked up round shields and battle axes, and went into battle.

By coincidence, an arrow hit Otto's left arm, where there was only thin clothing.

The painful feeling could not calm his anger at all. He frantically pulled out his shoulder, regardless of the bloodshed, and continued to order his men to attack.

Here, his younger brother is undoubtedly the bravest.

"Brother! Are you okay?!" Ogier called loudly, worried about his injured brother.

"Ogier, keep fighting and wipe out all those nasty archers!"

"Yes! I will cut off their archery fingers!"

Ogier was extremely confident, and the soldiers behind him also fell into a state of selflessness. In other words, they were not afraid of death at all, but believed that death in battle was the only shortcut to Valhalla.

Of course, you can also go to Valhalla by living a brave life and leaving peacefully surrounded by your descendants.

At this moment, the little leader of Gotland Island has realized that the situation is over, and he has to face a tragic reality.

These "thinking demi-humans" have terrifying combat power. They are simply an elite force. Everything seems to be a trap.

Even what I encountered today was just the beginning. I am afraid that after a while, the Siyans will go to war with the Danes. Then where will Gotland, caught in the middle, go?

But those were no longer what he wanted to think about. The leader saw that almost all his subordinates were killed in the battle, and dozens of people who were promoted also lost the chance to escape.

Surrender? No! They won't let you go.

In this case, the only way is to fight to the end and die in battle, and then go to Valhalla to meet Odin under the guidance of the Valkyrie.

Yes, even if hundreds of years have passed, these people who have not left Gotland still share the same respect for Odin with the Ross tribe further north.

Ogier met this tomahawk and fought in shallow water. He had knocked down many people, and this man also turned into a wild beast. Just like the monster sea worm can engulf ships, Ogier's fighting can destroy everything he encounters.

All enemies.

In desperation, the leader held a short spear to make a final resistance. He rushed towards the bravest man with all his strength.

Caught off guard, Ogier's eyes widened, and he was shocked to see that the spearhead actually pierced his body.

"It's you!" In anger, Ogier wielded his last strength and smashed the battle down, hitting the enemy's head on the spot, and he also lost his strength and fell into the sea water.

A Viking-style battle suddenly broke out and ended abruptly after a brief fierce battle.

In this battle, the 700 people of the Ross tribe overwhelmingly defeated the Gotlanders who landed on the island.

Judging from the casualties in the battle alone, ten people were killed and twenty injured, which means that all the enemies were completely wiped out. There is no doubt that this was a great victory.

The soldiers were cheering. Sure enough, Otto, the leader who owned the long sword "Destroyer", just like his name, seemed to have obtained some kind of power from "Odin" and won a great victory with such a small casualty.

win.

But for Otto, is this a victory?

The dying brother was dragged to the coast. Otto, who had forgotten the last time he cried, burst into tears this time.

"Brother...you don't have to feel sorry for me..."

"No! You will be fine."

"Don't...don't be stupid. I have already...I have seen Brunhildt's call, I have seen the carriage, and she has waved to me."

Ogier, who was dying, had hallucinations, but he was not afraid of death. He believed that he was about to go to Valhalla and become a warrior of Odin.

"Brother, there is only one thing I am worried about. My son, please take care of him and teach him."

"Yes! I will."

When Otto finished speaking, Ogier's clear blue eyes gradually dimmed.

"He has accepted the call of the Valkyrie." Odin put down his brother's body, stood up and faced the panting warriors after the fierce battle, and said seriously: We want to bring back all the brothers who died in the battle, and we want to take away all the brothers who died in the battle.

The enemy's property, especially their weapons, and their lost ships. We need to go back to the tribe and tell the elders and young people what battles we have fought and what sacrifices we have made. Let us go and end this.

everything."

What else can I do? I can only accept it all.

This is the Viking life, whether it is the Gotlanders, Siyans, or the Rus tribe, everyone lives this kind of life.

Fighting and sacrifice coexist. In this "dark place" in the north where supplies are scarce, that is, Scandinavia and its complex bays, people can only survive in this way.

Otto was immersed in the pain of losing his brother, but he could not show any more pain to his subordinates.

He bandaged his wound tightly with linen, and then the voyage continued.

At the same time, in the middle of the long and narrow Scandinavia Peninsula, there is a small bay, which is the home of the Ross tribe.

There are nearly eight thousand people living around the small bay. The majority of them are the Ross tribe that has existed since unknown time. There are thousands of others who have escaped from other tribes and are willing to coexist with the Ross tribe.

Now, they are all one.

People were looking forward to the leader's triumphant return with a large amount of goods, especially the leader's wife Niya. When her husband, the leader, set off, she had already felt a strange movement in her stomach.

Maybe the child would be born soon after his father's expedition, but now, as expected, the husband should have been on his way back, and a healthy baby boy was successfully born.

This is a very beautiful and unique baby boy. After a brief period of distress, his big blue eyes were already curiously looking at everything around him.

Niya loves her son very much. In fact, this is her third child.

It is a pity that one of her first two children drowned in the sea, and the other was eaten by a white bear. After the grief, Niya finally gave birth to her third child. You can imagine how much she cherished her.

She was willing to give the greatest love to her only child, and the fact that the child neither cried nor fussed made her even more happy.

But a female elder of the tribe noticed something strange.

At a quiet opportunity, she told her dream in front of Niya and the child: "Dear Niya, maybe that is a prophecy from Odin. Your child is extraordinary, he does not seem to be this

The existence of the world, he will give us greatness, he will give us a bright future, and lead us out of this barbaric land."

The elder said many words that were obviously flattering. Niya was very happy at first, but she didn't completely believe it.

Maybe Odin really gave some kind of prophecy and gave his children a favor?

Wait! This child is not supposed to exist in this world. Does he come from Asgard?

But as time goes by, Niya feels more and more that her child is different. After all, this is the third child she has raised. She is already quite old. Now she is lucky to have a safe Dansha child.

It was indeed this child, who always stared at himself with those clear eyes. He seemed to be able to understand some of the words he said, as if this child had been full of wisdom since the day he was born, and even had his own thoughts.

In a tent made of wood and animal skins, Niya was surprised to find that she could easily take care of the child. Although the child could not speak yet, through different times of humming sounds, it corresponded to different requirements such as eating or going to the toilet.

.

In just five days, the child has grown up a lot, and a tacit understanding has miraculously been formed between Niya and the child.

Moreover, the news quickly spread to the entire tribe, and the white-haired female elder who first discovered the strangeness was even more certain of her initial judgment.

A piece of news spread - the son of leader Otto has received Odin's blessing. This child will surely become the leader of the tribe and will bring prosperity to the tribe.

This child is indeed extraordinary. For some reason, Liu Li is now in this tiny body, trying to observe the world with a pair of blurry eyes. He has to face an absurd reality, he has traveled through time, and has become

a baby.

Those strange people have Nordic faces and speak a language that is both strange and familiar, but the environment here is extremely simple and quaint as if it were ancient times.

No! This was ancient times! In just a few days, he could conclude that the person holding him was his mother, and that he was in a huge bay village.

The few times I was carried outdoors by my mother, the cold wind blew on my face, and the smell of salt was still in the air.

Liu Li had been observing everything he saw with horrified eyes. It was Niya who deliberately held the child and showed this miraculous child to the less privileged people as much as possible. Liu Li was also proud to see the most amazing scene.

I saw some boats parked beside the simple pier, they had a single sail, and the boats all had the most typical beauty, a towering dragon head.

The signs are all there. This is Northern Europe, and those ships are dragon-head warships. Liu Li also saw many warriors. They all have blue eyes and golden hair. They always carry painted round shields on their backs.

There was always a short sword, or an ax or a dagger hanging on the belt at his waist.

"They are Vikings. I... am also a Viking!" Liu Li had to face this absurd fact. As an engineering man, would he want to become a Viking warrior like these Nordic men in the future?

Fight desperately? No! Isn’t using wisdom the best choice? However, since this is the case, the only way to survive is to work hard.

Just live on, live on...


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