Vikings: Nordic women

Chapter 65: Finally Pecking the Eyes
"Woo woo woo~" Margaret frantically signaled to Huscarz and the warriors not to agree, but her mouth was covered and she couldn't utter a normal word.

She grabbed Ragnar's big hands with both hands and began to try to break free, but it was useless because she didn't have enough strength.

When she tried to open her mouth and bite Ragnar's palm, she found that his hand was too big and the palm was too smooth. She could hardly open her mouth and couldn't bite it at all.

"Put down your weapons and get out of the encirclement immediately, or I will kill her!"

Ragnar and the others slowly retreated, while the Huskalds looked at each other, hesitant. They didn't know whether they should obey or not, after all, Margaret was in their hands.

"Put down your weapons!" Ragnar pressed down the axe blade and looked at them frantically, "I say again, put down your weapons!"

"Drop your weapons!" ordered Huscarz's officers.

"Clang, clang..." Huscarz was a little discouraged and threw his shield, mace and sword to the ground.

Margaret looked very anxious, she had always felt that the later Russian anti-terrorism method of killing the hostages together was the best. Huscarz's loyalty made her both pleased and angry.

"I envy your people's loyalty to you!" Ragnar smiled in Margaret's ear.

"Hmph!" Margaret snorted.

As Ragnar and his men retreated, the soldiers surrounding them were forced to keep their distance and slowly retreated with them.

"Let Your Majesty go, and we will give you whatever you want!" Yerma roared at Ragnar.

"Stay away, stay away, I want you to stay away, otherwise I will kill her! I will let her go after we get on the ship!"

"Give her back to us! Otherwise, even if you return, our army will step into your land and kill you all! I swear, I swear!"

Huskalz stood in front of them, silently following Ragnar and the others, trying to keep his distance, as if he wanted to see if there was a chance to pull Margaret back.

Seeing that Margaret had been taken hostage by Ragnar and stepped into the sea, Huskalziri, who was following closely, finally couldn't hold back any longer.

Suddenly, a Huskalz officer rushed over and grabbed the axe that Ragnar was using to press against Margaret's neck.

More people kept rushing over, and Floki on the side quickly swung his axe to injure one of them, but he found that more people were rushing over.

The Danish pirate raiders continued to kill Huscarz who rushed over, and fought with other Margaret's warriors who did not lay down their weapons, and the scene fell into chaos.

The unarmed Huskalds were no match for the Danish warriors and were hacked to death one after another. Ragnar regained control of Margaret.

Watching the soldiers being killed one by one because of her, Margaret's heart was filled with hatred for Ragnar.

That's right, she should have ordered the arrows to be shot when they came over. Only a fool would talk about morality.

She glanced up at the sky, sighed, grabbed Ragnar's axe, and rubbed her neck against the axe.

Margaret was determined to die, and she wanted Ragnar and others to be buried with her. However, she was soon discovered by Ragnar, and was stopped after she cut her blood vessels.

"If you come any closer, I will really kill her!" Ragnar pulled out the axe and pointed the axe, which was sprayed with blood, at the soldiers who seemed to be entangled with Margaret.

Sure enough, seeing Margaret's neck bleeding, they stopped and stopped those who intended to move forward, and no longer dared to act rashly.

"It seems that you have to come with us!" Ragnar laughed loudly after his success, and the Danish warriors also cheered.

She felt annoyed as she watched her army moving farther and farther away from her. She kept telling the lord not to go to the battlefield in person, but it turned out that she made this mistake by relying on her ability to reincarnate infinitely.

"Release our king!"

"Prepare a thousand pounds of gold, we will leave immediately, and all these ships will belong to us!"

"Okay, but we need time!" A Huscarz immediately ran back to the herd of grazing horses, mounted his horse, and quickly ran back to the territory.

"Get on board and weigh anchor!" Ragnar shouted in Margaret's ear, causing her eardrums to hurt.

His men hurriedly pulled up the anchors of the ships. Without waiting for the gold, they sailed directly out of the port, and Margaret was also released.

She lost too much blood and fell on the boat. She was about to die, and she was ready to take one last look at the sky. I don't know how long it will take for her to be reborn again. I hope Alexander can be more powerful.

In a daze, she felt as if someone was covering her carotid artery with his hand...

An unknown amount of time had passed, but when Margaret woke up, she felt dizzy and her heart was beating uncomfortably due to lack of blood.

She opened her eyes and found herself lying on the bed with something wrapped around her neck and a blanket covering her body. The scene around her suddenly changed and she felt weak all over.

"How many years have passed?" She looked down at her hands, then looked down at her clothes, confused, because it was still the same dress she remembered.

The maid beside her saw her wake up and hurried away. Margaret was sure that she was not dead, and she seemed to have been kidnapped.

Since she was not dead, she gave up the idea of suicide and wanted to see if she had a chance to escape back. She was really worried about Alexander.

"I heard from my father that you are the queen of a country?"

Hearing the voice, Margaret turned her head and saw a little boy in white clothes staring at him curiously with blue pupils.

"who are you?"

"My name is Halfdan and Ragnar is my father," the little boy replied.

Margaret rolled her eyes, instantly lost interest in the conversation, and turned her back.

"I heard that your soldiers are extremely loyal to you and would risk their lives to protect you. How did you manage to completely rule a country at this age?"

Margaret covered her ears with her hands as she listened to the chatter.

She was thinking about how to escape, but she couldn't stand it anymore: "Shut up, kid, or I'll rip out your intestines and strangle you to death!"

"Aren't you a child too?" Haverdan countered.

Margaret choked and turned her head away angrily, continuing to think about how to escape smoothly and cross the sea safely back to the coast of Eastern Europe.

The degree of difficulty is extremely high.

"Okay, Haverdan, go play with Bjorn!" A gentle female voice came into Margaret's ears. She turned her head and saw a beautiful woman touching Haverdan's head with one hand. Another boy behind her was staring at her curiously.

If nothing unexpected happens, it should be Bjorn the Iron-boned. Sometimes she really envied Ragnar. If the Gotland family could also have many members and each of them was a ruthless person, she would be very happy.

She met Margaret's eyes as she turned her head away.

"Hello, I'm Ragnar's wife. I heard that you're the queen of the Ross region. Maybe we can talk!"

The first wife?

Margaret complained in her heart. She remembered that Ragnar also had with "Aslach" the sons of Ivar the Boneless, the King of Dublin, Sigurd the Snake-Eyes, who was feared by the ancestors of the Dutch, and Hubie, who died in the civil strife.

As well as his illegitimate son with Friedled, King Eric of Denmark, the father of the later bard Egil Skageramsson, and Ragnar's youngest son, the legendary hero Agnar.

This family is full of famous and ruthless people in history.

"My husband was also forced to coerce you at the time. Please forgive me! We hope to reach peace with you!"

Haha... Margaret sneered in her heart and turned away expressionlessly.

She had nothing to say to the immoral and treacherous man. She only hated herself for being pecked in the eye by the goose.

The winner takes it all, she admitted defeat, but it was impossible to make her surrender!

"You can move around here as you please, but don't leave. If you need anything, you can come to me!" Seeing that she had been silent and unable to communicate, Lagertha coaxed the child out and closed the door.

(End of this chapter)