The Saxon cavalry was tied back and pushed to the Danish king Banuk, two Viking warriors, and behind Banuk was his monk slave as a translator. When the Saxon cavalry stood in front of Banuk, Banuk looked at the cavalry in front of him. The leather armor on his body had been removed, so he only wore a lining and trousers. Even the shoes on his feet were pulled out by some unknown Viking warrior, so the one who appeared in front of the Denmark was a embarrassed prisoner.;.

"Ask him why he was a Saxonian, why did he appear in my territory?" Danish king Banuk sat casually on a dead wooden stake. He covered his cloak on his right knee and said to the monk behind him. The monk immediately translated his words.

"I am a subject of the King of the East Frank and have no responsibility to answer this question." The Saxon cavalry said disdainfully.

"He is unwilling to answer this question." The monk told the words of the Saxon cavalry to the Denmark. Banuk couldn't help but frowned. It was strange that a Saxon man appeared here, and a Saxon man who was not afraid of Viking warriors was either Germanic nobles or soldiers.

"If he was willing to tell me his mission, I would let him go." Danish king Banuk touched his braided beard and said to the monk, letting him translate it to the Saxon cavalry.

"What, is this pagan saying true?" The Saxon cavalry stared at the monk, trying to confirm whether the promise was true.

"Before you is His Majesty Banuk, the King of Denmark. You should trust the promises of a king." The monk advised.

"Okay. I came to bring the news that the king sent troops to Schleithug to Duke Eblet according to the order of His Majesty Henry, the King of the East Frank, to the Duke of Eblet." The Saxon cavalry felt that if they were caught and killed, they would have sacrificed their lives in vain, but they could not fulfill the mission assigned to him by the king. Anyway, the Danes would sooner or later know the news of the king's troops, so it would be better to change the chance to survive.

"The King of the East Frank is going to send troops to my territory, why?" Danish King Banuk asked in confusion, and said in a secret surprise.

"The Vikings attacked the king's vassal territory last year, and happened to be the one who received a letter of help from the Principal of Mason. So he planned to destroy you in one fell swoop." The Saxon cavalry said loudly. The Vikings attacked the northern coastal territories of the East Frank Kingdom almost every year on the eve of winter. The Franks were unable to disturb them. Now the bird catcher Henry finally made up his mind to resolve this trouble from the north.

"Hmph, then let your king see who can laugh to the end." Danish king Banuk stood up angrily and said to the Saxony cavalry.

"I have told him what I know. Now it should be time for a king to fulfill his promise." The Saxon cavalry said to the monk. Let him translate it to Banuk know that the Danish king Banuk gave a wink at the Viking warrior behind the Saxon cavalry. The Viking warrior immediately walked up and pulled out the dagger at his waist. However, his dagger did not slash the rope towards the Saxon cavalry, but he clamped the head of the Saxon cavalry with his strong arms, and then quickly cut the throat of the cavalry with his dagger, ending the life of the unlucky messenger.

"Oh, God." The monk looked pale, looked at the body of the Saxon cavalry who was killed by Banook's unfaithful promise, and involuntarily cut a cross, lowered his head and murmured to pray for the Christian.

"I didn't expect that the King of East Frank also brought troops here. If it were normal, I wouldn't be afraid, but the damn Earl of Mecklenburg destroyed most of my Viking warriors on the sea. Now they have a completely advantage in terms of numbers, and I can no longer find a lord to ask for help. Hello, what would happen to your king if this happens to you?" Danish King Banuk said to himself and suddenly asked the monk. His rough voice awakened the monk from his prayers to God.

"Oh, when a Christian king is attacked by other nations, he will ask for help from his fellow disciples or the Roman Catholic Church. Other Christian lords will spontaneously come to help him because we are all God's people." The monk lowered his head, dared not look at this moody pagan king, and told him what he knew.

"For no reason, just because you believe in the same god, others will come to help you. This is a strange habit. Our gods like us to kill each other and leave strong kings and warriors from it to deal with the dusk of the gods." Danish king Banuk said in surprise after hearing this. In the Viking warrior culture, only by forming alliances can we get assistance, but alliances can be repent at any time. If you are eliminated, you can only say that you are too weak and not suitable for the cold Nordic winds.

When the unlucky Saxon messenger broke into the Viking Warriors' camp, Grays led the hired Viking Warriors to the shore and drove from a distance several ships from Mecklenburg. Because of the power of Arod's spitfire boats, the Vikings had completely abandoned the sea area. The Mecklenburg ships traveled here without any obstacles. They drove to the shore with the food and supplies provided. The sailors placed the food and supplies on the shore through linen ropes. One by one, the supplies were driven down, and the supplies were placed on the chariot. Grays and the hired Viking Warriors were escorted to the chariot and walked cautiously on the way back.

"The sound of the wheels is too loud. I am worried that Banuk's scouts will find out that they will make those slaughter faster." Although the Viking warriors had to hire this distance under the control of the Masons, the forces of both sides intertwined in the skirmishes of several days and often went deeper into each other's rear. If they encountered Danish King Banuk's troops at this time, they might be attacked, so they became more cautious.
Chapter completed!