One hundred and seventy-eighth festival Nordic customs
The iron plates raised by the servants made everyone curious and guessed what was under the iron lid, but soon they didn't have to guess. When the iron lid was opened, a sweet smell filled the entire hall. In the iron plate was a beautiful large pasta, with the baked brown bread as the base, covered with bright red raspberries, which were already mouth-watering before eating.
When this exquisite bread appeared on everyone's plate, it conquered everyone. When Aruod asked curiously who made the exquisite bread, the servants took the opportunity to call Laila and told Aruod that the maker was this girl. Aruod originally thought that Laila was good at raising honey, but he didn't expect to be very good at baking.
"Mr. Earl, bread is easier to preserve, easy to make than other foods, and can be used for the most precious wheat flour, so we should build more bread bakeries in the castle," Harren said to Arod.
"Yeah, well said, I will discuss your proposal with the court officials and decide." Arod looked at the servant who had been with him for the longest time, but he didn't expect that he had such a holistic and subtle observation, which shows that he was a malleable talent.
"Thank you, Lord Earl." Harlen was praised by Arod and felt an unparalleled glory. When he stepped down, he saw Shawn hiding in the corner holding his arm, and couldn't help but look at him with friendly and grateful eyes.
Just as Arod was entertaining the wandering knights, Kraze was treating the king of the Denmark in the palace of the King of Denmark. They were indeed treating each other with honesty. Kraze's hair was almost soaked in sweat, and he was breathing heavily in his nose, looking straight ahead, and the Denmark king opposite him had a strange smile on his face and picked up a bucket of water next to him.
"Oh no, this is really too much." Claze's face changed. He stood up suddenly, trying to avoid it, but the surroundings were made of stone walls, and there was nowhere to escape.
"Brush~~~." Suddenly, a thick white mist rose, and Kraze and Denmark King Knuba's body were almost cooked red, like cooked lobsters.
"Bang~~~." The small wooden door opened, and Claze snatched the door first, and the cold wind outside blew on his red skin, immediately cooling his body.
"Wow. I can't even stand the steam bath. How can I be considered a real Viking?" Danish King Knuba's lower body was wrapped in a thick linen. He walked out from inside with his head held high. His face and feet turned red. He heard the movement here and the Vikings looked at him curiously. However, seeing Claze's embarrassing appearance, they smiled at each other and knew that their king was teasing people again.
"My Majesty, if you want to kill me, it's better to use a knife, and I don't want to be a cooked lamb." Kraze said gaspingly. This place was a natural cave. The Danes installed wooden doors at the entrance of the cave and dug many pebbles on the fire pit. When the fire pit burned, the Danes in the cave watered it on it. The water mist raised up the temperature in the cave, and the people inside enjoyed a completely different temperature than the ice and snow outside.
"Okay, let's talk about serious things." Danish King Knuba took the fur handed over by the palace guards and put it on his body. He sat on a big rock next to him and said to Kraze with a serious expression.
"Yes, your majesty." Claze stood up and wrapped his animal skin cloak around his body, the cold wind from the extreme north.
"If you want to attack and take down Mecklenburg County, how many people do you think you need?"
"Your Majesty, Arod, who controls Mecklenburg County, is said to have about 500 to 800 soldiers. We only need to collect one or two thousand people to take down this county." Claze said confidently to Knuba, but his intelligence was only obtained from Count Lauzits. It is obvious that in order to attract these greedy pirates, Count Lauzits obviously reduced Arod's power a lot.
"I am not worried about the Southerners. What I worry about is that Mecklenburg County is not enough to allow the chiefs and the free people to agree to the attack. You must know where we were as poor as us. There is nothing worth robbing except for some hard-working slaves." King Knuba of Denmark said with a frown. The Vikings' social system was composed of nobles, the samurai class and the free people with a share, and the lowest-level slaves. Any major resolution of their decisions was decided by a tribal meeting, which was composed of the samurai class and the free people. Even the king and the commander were not allowed to change the decisions of the meeting at will.
Before he decided to start a war and robbery, Knuba had to pass the agenda of this primitive democratic system, so he had to obtain information from Kraze that worthy of robbery in the county so that he could convince the greedy warriors and free people.
"It's definitely worthy of my majesty." Kraze said firmly to Denmark King Knuba. Even if he bit the bullet, he would still convince Knuba.
"Okay, I agree, I hope you can convince our people at the tribal meeting." Knuba took a breath of cold wind. The climate this year was a bit bad. Many crops in the farm were hit by the cold wind. He had to obtain a large amount of supplies before winter to ensure that his tribal people survive the winter, otherwise he really wouldn't know how those hungry tribal people would deal with him.
Knuba's raid cavalry took his orders to all directions of the territory, and they wanted to bring the orders summoned by Knuba to the Danes who lived on the Peninsula of Zeland. The cavalry rode on horseback on horseback, almost covering the dense and tall fir trees above their heads. The persevering Danes lived here, with the rolling mountains covered with white snow, and the cavalry searched for the settlement of the Danish tribes.
Even if all his raid cavalry were sent, less than two-thirds of the vassals of King Knuba of Denmark received orders. After receiving the message, they immediately brought their trusted partners and headed towards the palace of the Denmark. This was good news for these people, because according to custom, the King of Denmark would warmly entertain the visits of these nobles, and ate and drank in his simple palace for three consecutive days. However, half a month passed gradually from sending messengers to gathering the vassals, and the Mecklenburg people on the other side of the sea were stepping up their preparations for war, and Arod did not relax his vigilance for a moment.
Chapter completed!