Ivar's fleet successfully crossed the strait between Funen and Zealand. This is the last section of the sea route. They have successfully landed on Zealand's land. As long as they continue to move forward, they will soon reach Zealand's land.
Walled city.
Everyone felt that the ship was unnecessary in this case. The soldiers responsible for towing Najirfa breathed a sigh of relief in advance. However, Ivar still ordered the troops to bring Najirfa with them.
No one knows what Ivar wants to do. After arriving in Sealand, all he needs to do next is a land battle. Unless he wants to continue eastward after capturing Loran - but that is the territory of his father Ragnar.
There are no enemies. In this case, Najirfa is completely a liability.
Maybe it can play some defensive role as a fortress, but Ivar is now the offensive side with an absolute advantage. Dragging Najirfa to slow down the marching speed will instead cause Ayla or Hestein to return reinforcements in time.
The only function of Najirfa is probably to give a sense of oppression. When it approaches the village, it is taller than most of the villagers' houses. And Fenrir, its howling sound makes people ten miles away.
It makes me tremble to hear it.
Perhaps because of the combination of these factors, Ivar's troops passed many small villages along the way, but did not find a single person - they had probably all fled.
Ivar went into every village and took a look. He didn't say a word, but he seemed to have penetrated everything.
In the evening, they were still some distance away from Zealand. Someone asked Ivar if they could enter a nearby village to rest. Ivar shook his head and ordered the entire army to camp outside the village.
"Have you paid close attention to the villages along the road today? All the people have fled, but have you noticed that there is not even anything useful left in the village? This is not a sign of a hasty escape, but a prepared evacuation. I am very worried
We are stupid, but some smart people among the enemy have predicted our marching route in advance."
In the astonishment of everyone, he asked his men to open the iron cage holding Fenrir and unlock the chains that locked Fenrir. When the sixth chain was untied, Fenrir shook his body and removed the remaining chains.
The six chains were torn off at the same time. The soldier who was untying the chains on it did not react, and only half of the calf was left after being bitten by him. It chewed and swallowed the piece of meat that reached its mouth, and then
He let out a long, sharp howl at the moon! I'm afraid even the male lions, elephants, and grizzly bears would turn around and run away at this long howl!
Ivar softly called Fenrir's name. Fenrir walked with his head held high. The huge black shadow magnified several times in the night really looked like the legendary beast that swallowed up the world. The soldiers along the road were frightened.
They all hid aside, and Fenrir stopped in front of Ivar.
A man and a wolf were looking at each other, conveying words that others could not understand with their eyes. After a while, Fenrir squatted down in front of Ivar, and Ivar hugged Fenrir's body, using both hands to push hard.
He moved from the stretcher to Fenrir's back. Two soldiers ran over and tied Ivar to Fenrir's back with iron ropes.
"Torch!"
Ivar said something, and a soldier put a torch into his hand. He patted Fenrir's head gently, and Fenrir rushed towards the village in the distance! It was faster than
Any horse in the world. Ivar, who was riding on its back, let out a hearty laugh that he had not heard in more than ten years. They rushed into the village together, and Ivar threw the torch over a house. The fire spread extremely quickly.
It ignited, so that before Fenrir ran out of the village, half of the village turned into a sea of flames!
The soldiers immediately understood: the rooftops of this seemingly peaceful village had already been sprinkled with fire starters.
The sea of fire made all the muscles in Ivar's body tremble with excitement.
"Come on, let Loki, the god of fire, choose his spokesperson!"
After saying this, Ivar rushed into the sea of fire as if he was crazy. The soldiers saw from a distance that he and Fenrir's shadows were running wildly in the fire, the flames were dancing excitedly, and Ivar's laughter
He also became more and more unrestrained, as if he was dancing some kind of dance from hell in a sea of fire.
A little while later, Fenrir jumped out of the sea of fire with a hot wind. His whole body was covered with fire, but his hair was even more colorful and attractive under the fire. Ivar, who was sitting on him, was burned by the fire.
After baking for a long time, it was still undamaged.
"Another torch!"
Ivar roared again. After he took the torch, Fenrir ran back in the direction of Fein!
Not long after, a bright light appeared in the distance again. It was another village on fire - there were also sprinkled with fire starters.
Fenrir ran back to the army like a gust of wind.
"Another torch!"
Ivar shouted excitedly. Before anyone could react, he snatched the torch from a soldier. Fenrir's majestic limbs stepped on the ground, carrying Ivar and running in the other direction.
Not long after, a bright light also appeared in that direction.
"Look, all the villages! All the villages have been sprinkled with fire starters! How cruel and cruel this is!"
Ivar shouted on the back of Fenrir who was flying.
"But, I am the only one qualified to challenge Odin!"
When he appeared in front of everyone again, the fire wrapped in Fenrir's body was several times more intense than before, and there was also fire on Ivar's body - his hair and beard all turned into fire, burning like a raging fire.
Dancing like a poisonous snake.
The sickly Ivar disappeared and was replaced by an extremely powerful hero.
"I am Ivar! The only one protected by Loki!"
He shouted in front of the entire army.
"Odin will be pulled off his throne! By me! Rejoice, you are my soldiers! Follow me, first get rid of the people who falsely call Loki, and then continue eastward to meet the twilight of the gods!"
His army roared like ghosts and gods under Najirfa.
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Amy stood on the city wall of Zealand, looking at the fire burning from three different directions.
The babies in Zealand were crying and couldn't stop it.
"Your Majesty... how is the war in West Fore? You must have won, right? Are you on the road to Zealand now? You are not afraid to come back because you are afraid of being forced by me to continue writing a letter of repentance, right?"
There are currently no troops in Zealand that can be used for combat. Those who can barely use magic, including Amy, don't have more than five people.
"Your Majesty...you must consciously finish writing the letter of repentance. Because no one can continue to force you. In the future, don't do such dangerous things casually."
Amy laughed miserably.
"I clearly expected that Ivar might pass by Jutland, but I couldn't send Ivar into my trap. I obviously tried very hard, but I couldn't catch up with you - this is the limit of a mortal's ability.
What?"
A dark emotion surged in Amy's heart, causing her hands to clench slightly.
"How about, Ella, let me use my bones to build the last step for you to become a king?"
