Vikings: Nordic women

Chapter 59 No martial ethics
Margaret waited for a whole day and night, during which time she ate well and slept well to get enough rest. When she was bored, she improved the map.

Finally, in the early morning, Huscarz reported that the enemy was gathering in the east and their numbers were increasing, reaching tens of thousands.

Margaret was also panicked after hearing this, but then she asked the soldiers to spread the news and tell everyone that tens of thousands of enemies were gathering and heading towards them.

The lords panicked for a moment and went to find Margaret one after another, but Margaret had calmed down, and her calmness gave them a shot of confidence.

"Is the painting finished?" Margaret asked Ralph who came to see her, and he knew what she was asking.

"what are you up to?"

"When the enemy comes, you'll know!" Margaret imagined that she was the enemy and was instantly startled.

She felt that she was too yin!

"Ralph, send someone to dig up the place where we buried the soldiers tonight and throw the bodies out!"

"what are you up to?"

"The army of mourning will win. Stimulate the anger of the soldiers!"

Ralph stared at Margaret for a long time with a frown, as if it was the first day he met her.

"What are you waiting for?"

The other party nodded and turned to leave. When he reached the door, Margaret spoke up: "This is war. Only if we win can we survive. Even if the body is still alive, they will agree with my approach!"

"I see!"

The next day, all the warriors received a shocking news that Huscarz had been driven out the night before and the enemy had dug up the bodies of their own people that they had buried.

"Your Majesty, revenge! Kill them all!"

"Kill them all!"

A large number of angry soldiers surrounded the lord's hall and, instigated by the lord, shouted at Margaret.

"Those damn guys actually insulted the corpses of our people. Kill them all and take revenge!" Sven, who received a signal from Margaret, took the lead in clamoring.

"Quiet! Quiet!"

All the lords maintained order under Margaret's orders and waited for her speech.

"My soldiers, my subjects, our warriors have gone to Valhalla, but their bodies in the mortal world have been insulted by those damned Kuronians. They have despicably dug up the graves of our soldiers. This is absolutely unforgivable. We will make them feel our wrath!"

"revenge!"

"revenge!"

The shouts merged into one and spread far away, so far that even the Kuronians who were approaching the town could hear it.

"What happened?" The Scar-Eyed Lord was a little uneasy. He asked the Rotten-Tooth Old Lord beside him.

"They seem to be shouting revenge?"

The six lords looked at each other suspiciously: "Who angered them?"

Tens of thousands of troops covered the sky and the sun. They marched to the outside of the town's firing range. At the signal from the lords, several soldiers pulled several heavy carriages, with unknown objects loaded on the wooden carriages.

They walked towards the town cautiously, under the gazes of the Viking warriors who seemed eager to tear them apart.

In good discipline, the archers took aim at the men, their arrows drawn but not released.

"Open the door, we have brought gold and silver, and our lord needs to talk to your leader!" The soldier speaking Norse shouted at the gate.

Margaret and the other lords looked at each other. At her signal, the archers on the city wall shot arrows, killing the soldiers who were caught off guard.

This move directly frightened the six Kuronian lords. They obviously did not expect that their conditions did not impress these northerners. Moreover, they brought so many troops, but it did not have a deterrent effect. The other party did not have any scruples and had no sincerity to negotiate.

"What did they do? Were they dissatisfied with the amount of treasure?"

The town gate was opened, and a large number of Viking warriors carrying shields came out. The shields on both sides behind them formed a semicircle, covering the interior tightly.

"I want to see your leader. There is no need for us to go to war. If you are not satisfied with the treasure we give you, we can increase it to five hundred pounds!"

Margaret and the lords watched from afar on the city wall. Behind the Viking warriors, three hundred "grey cows" with black lines painted on their bodies with pine ink had their slender horns sawed off in half and tied with sharp daggers. Their buttocks were tied with barley stalks soaked in grease.

The two armies were getting closer and closer, and the Curonian lords ordered their soldiers to shoot arrows, but the arrows hit the shield and were in vain.

"My fellow citizens, these bandits have rejected our peace proposal. Drive them out of our land!"

The Kuronian soldiers formed a line and pressed towards the shield in an orderly manner.

Margaret smiled, and saw the shields moved to both sides. Under the dull gaze of the Curonians, the warriors holding torches lit the barley stalks on the cows' backs one by one.

"Moo~" The heads of the cattle with black and white stripes were ferocious and terrifying. They went mad under the burning flames and rushed towards the terrified gaze of the Kuronians.

Blocked by the shields on both sides, the cattle could only run forward. They trampled over the soldiers in the first line, knocked them away in less than a second, and stabbed the Kuronians with their short swords and daggers.

"Run!" With a loud shout, one, two, three, many Kuronian soldiers dropped their weapons and ran behind them.

A Kuronian was thrown two meters high, fell to the ground screaming, and was trampled by the cattle, turning into a pile of meat paste.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

The lords also began to flee in panic. It was like a farce. The army of tens of thousands was thrown to the ground by the mad bull herd, and terrified faces were everywhere.

The Viking warriors were stunned, and in the face of this horrific scene, even their rage for revenge was temporarily subsided.

"Blow the horn, it's time to charge! Have Huscarz focus on hunting down those guys in gorgeous armor. Don't let them get away!"

Margaret waved her hand and gave an order. The horn sounded, shaking her eardrums. More Viking warriors, their anger rekindled, rushed out of the town and followed towards the herd.

The Viking warriors rushed towards the Kuronians like crazy, venting their anger at their companions being desecrated by their graves being dug up.

The cattle ran rampant among the Kuronia crowd, causing serious trampling, but more people were attacked by the daggers on the cattle's horns and were unable to organize any resistance.

Margaret and the other Viking lords shuddered, and she was frightened for a moment under the awed gazes of the lords, and then fell into deep worry.

She was thinking, if the enemy used this trick against her, she would probably not be able to fight back at all?

Finally, the Viking warriors caught up with the fleeing Kuronians and hacked them to the ground one by one from behind with axes, engaging in a one-sided massacre.

"Go quickly, shout in Northern Estonian, lie on the ground and surrender and you won't be killed. Stop them! Capture prisoners and don't let them kill everyone!" She looked very anxious.

Margaret was worried that the warriors were too slow to kill, so she deliberately dug up graves and framed them to anger them. Now she was worried that they were going too far to kill.

She really didn't expect that this army of more than 10,000 people would be so vulnerable. They were simply a mob.

She guessed that they might have captured farmers from everywhere to make up the number of 10,000. There might not be many standing troops at all, and they were all taken away by the farmers.

Curious, she came to the negotiation team that she had shot and killed before, pried open the box with her long sword, and found that it was half a box of gold. The other boxes were full of silver ingots.

"???"

A bunch of questions popped up in her mind. Why did they send gold before the battle? Did they intend to surrender?
But why bring so many farmers? She racked her brains but couldn't understand why.

Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore. I’ll ask him after I catch him.

(End of this chapter)