"Crack, creak~~~.%.%%. "The wooden wheel pressed against the ground of the stones and weeds, making a creaking sound. The wood pieces passed through the pressed wheels. The bulky crossbow cart walked towards the Danes' camp under the push of the soldiers. When they reached a position three hundred yards outside the Danes' camp, the Danes did not find this small team. Only a small battle of one or two hundred people would be reported to the Danish king. The battles of dozens of people were generally solved by the leaders themselves. However, it is obvious that the chief on duty today had no intention of going out at all. If they encountered the Masons in groups of three or three, it would be very troublesome to send troops to fight.

"Stop, Pine, see how far you see?" Sir Ron asked Pine with nine fingers. Several craftsmen in charge also joined the adventure team. They were surrounded by soldiers in the center, and the precious large crossbow was also in the middle, and its large crossbow arrow aimed at the camp of the Viking warriors.

"I don't know, it depends on which direction you need it to shoot in." Pine, who had nine fingers, said to Sir Ron.

"Very good, let's find a good target." Sir Ron licked his dry lips. Wars between knights usually do not use such weapons, but now it is to deal with pagans. Any means for the glory of the Lord is allowed. However, this camp is covered with shrubs, and only the shadow of the Vikings can be vaguely seen. If a crossbow arrow is fired, it may hit the Vikings, but it may also be just a trivial ordinary soldier.

"Don't worry, sir, we have this." Pine, who had nine fingers, took out another iron crossbow arrow. The front end of the crossbow arrow was wrapped in thick linen, and it seemed to be wrapped in something black inside. The craftsmen replaced this crossbow arrow. It turned out that there were two types of crossbow arrows for large crossbows, one was an ordinary iron crossbow arrow, and the other was wrapped in the same liquid as the flamethrower. When ignited with a torch, the fire crossbow arrow could be shot into the enemy's building.

"It's the secret weapon of the Count again." Sir Ron nodded. He knew that even if he asked, he couldn't ask anything from the craftsmen. The craftsmen from the smelting base seemed to have had a confidential agreement with Arod, and the craftsmen used fire stone to ignite the fire crossbow arrows. At this time, the crossbow arrows were burning and turned into a rocket. The large crossbow aimed at the Viking Warriors' camp, especially their tents. Fortunately, the tents of these Viking Warriors were everywhere in the forest.

"Start~~~." Sir Ron watched the big crossbow being adjusted, slowly pulled out his sword and pointed it at the direction of the Viking Warrior's tent.

"Buzz~~~." The craftsmen grabbed the wooden handle of the big crossbow and began to rotate. The rope straps made of tough cowhide gradually tightened. The craftsmen needed to turn the wooden handle until they could no longer rotate. The potential energy of the shrinking cowhide became larger and larger until the craftsmen could no longer turn the wooden handle. Then they fixed the wooden handle, and then used a wooden hammer to hit the device that fixed the wooden handle. In an instant, the potential energy accumulated by the cowhide rope was released. The burning crossbow arrow shot out, and it landed accurately on a Viking warrior's tent, and let the tent burn, but this small fire would not cause a major disaster.

"That's it, is it over?" Sir Ron thought that this weapon would bring devastating disaster to the enemy like Arod's other weapons, but the rocket just burned a corner of a tent, which disappointed Sir Ron, who was full of expectations.

"Fight, it's on fire." When the Vikings' tent caught fire, the Vikings in the camp also discovered that some Vikings began to pick up wooden barrels and fetch water from the stream, then ran to the burning tent, and poured the water in the barrels over and used water to extinguish them when the fire was on fire. This is common sense, but what they didn't know was that when the water was poured onto the fire, not only did it not extinguish the flames, but it seemed that oil was poured on it, and the flames rose higher.

"What happened?" Danish king Banuk ran out of his tent. He looked towards the chaotic camp, grabbed a Viking warrior who was running hurriedly past him, and asked loudly.

"Report to your Majesty, it's on fire." The Viking warrior who was caught by Danish King Banuk stammered and reported to him.

"Are we attacked? Or accident? If it is an accident, just use water to extinguish it. What are you panic?" Seeing his subordinates' panic-looking look, Danish King Banuk scolded angrily.

"But your Majesty, we poured it with water, but the fire is so strange. Not only has it not been extinguished, it has become bigger and bigger, as terrible as the karmic fire in the underground world." The Viking warrior broke free from Danish King Banuk, and ran away without looking back after saying that, leaving only Danish King Banuk who had not yet digested the meaning of this sentence. When he realized it, he found that the fire had begun to spread to half of the camp.

"Quick, put out the fire." Danish King Banuk was moved, and he immediately shouted loudly, directing the Danes to put out the fire. But just as the Danes were trying to control the fire, a more than 30-man army of Masons suddenly rushed in from outside the camp while the chaos was invading the chaos, killing many caught off guard Danish people. The sound of firefighting and the sound of weapons fighting made Danish King Banuk's camp chaotic. If the Masons could launch a large-scale attack at this time, they would definitely defeat the Danes. However, Duke Eble was very afraid that this was the trick of Danish King Banuk, so he just kept his troops and waited and watched.

"Damn Masons." When the fire was finally controlled, Danish king Banuk was covered in dust and dust, his proudest braided beard was roasted and browned. The attacking Masons also took the opportunity to retreat, but they achieved a record of killing twice the enemy. When Sir Ron returned to the Masons camp with German mercenary soldiers, cheers of victory sounded in the Masons camp, and people surged between the fences. Everyone wanted to see it with thirty

Several soldiers bravely attacked the hero of the Viking Warrior Camp. Sir Ron's name spread among the Mason soldiers. People called him "The Brave" Sir Ron. The nobles also invited Sir Ron, hoping that he could participate in the noble dinner together. It can be said that this small battle brought Sir Ron's high prestige, but people did not know that Sir Ron could take advantage of the chaos of the Viking Warriors because it was entirely due to Arod's new weapons.

"The effect is good." Aruod stood at a high place and watched the battle with a single-hole telescope in his hand. When the flames were raging in the camp of the Viking warriors, they could see the Viking warriors running around in panic like wild animals. The flames that could not be extinguished by the water completely surpassed their minds. Danish king Banuk found his own priest in fear and superstition, hoping to extinguish the flames with the extraordinary ability of the priest. However, the pagan priest jumped and jumped in front of the flames. But the rage of the flames could not be stopped at all. Banuk kicked the priest into the fire.

"What the hell is going on? Didn't anyone tell me?" The angry Danish king Banuk sat exhausted on the grass, his face full of smoke and confusion. The Viking Warriors surrounding him looked at each other. They were brave and fearless warriors. The strange scene in front of him should not be explained by them, and even the priests who were recognized as able to communicate with gods were helpless and buried in the fire.

"Your Majesty, I think this is Greek fire." At this moment, the Anglo-Saxon monk who stood aside and held the kettle of the King of Denmark and was used as a servant, said.

"Oh, do you know what's going on?" Danish King Banuk's eyes lit up, and he quickly signaled the monk to continue.

"Yes, when I was writing a monk, I saw a few words from a book that flowed from the Eastern Roman Empire. It was the latest book, hidden in the Royal Library of the King of Wales, with a beautiful cover and beautiful Latin writing style, which was a rare treasure." The monk recalled, which made him miss the quiet and meaningful writing career. The goose capes touched the parchment and made a rustling sound, and the eyes and hands seemed to blend together, recording the knowledge through Latin.

"Tell us what it is, don't talk about books. I'll burn them a lot of things that cannot be eaten or used." A Viking Warrior leader said impatiently.

"No, you're wrong. I used to wipe my butt with the torn pages. It feels very good. You should try it too." Another Viking leader said with a laugh.

"Haha, is that? I wouldn't burn it if I had known it." The two of them said laughing, but when they saw the sinking face of Danish King Banuk, they quickly stopped laughing and lowered their heads without saying a word.

"Yes, all the adults, it is something called Greek fire. It is said to be a secret weapon of the royal family of the Eastern Roman Empire. There have been rumors about this weapon in various countries on the European continent, but it is the first time I have seen it."

"Greek Fire?" Danish King Banuk's brow frowned. He remembered the naval battle on the sea. The flames that burned the sea surface to the boiling surface have made him puzzled. Now this scene has appeared again. Could it be that the Eastern Roman Empire is also fueling the fire? But why do we extend our tentacles to this remote area? Banuk is definitely not unaware of the existence of Byzantium. On the contrary, some of the Viking warriors once went there to do business. They brought back many precious objects and stories, the tall and thick city walls, and the mighty emperor under their command. This is by no means a powerful enemy that the Vikings can resist. Therefore, the Viking warriors went to Byzantium in this era.

"No matter who he is, if you want to attack us, you have to taste the tomahawk." The other Viking warriors were not aware of this. They said carelessly, and Banuk did not want to shake the morale of the army at this time, so he disbanded the temporary meeting, leaving only Kraze and the monks behind.

"Kraze, you traveled throughout the southern country as a mercenary. Tell me what kind of person is the King of the East Frank and how do people evaluate him?" Danish king Banuk was facing not only a Principal of Mason at this time. What he had to face now was a King of the East Frank and perhaps a powerful Byzantine Empire, which made him feel extremely stressed. This could not be defeated by courage. In addition, the unpredictable Earl of Mecklenburg made him feel vaguely wrong.

"People call him Henry the bird catcher, because he was catching the canary when he became Duke of Saxony." Claze thought for a while and replied to Banuk.

"Canary?" Banuk said in surprise. As the king, he also hunted, but he prefers hunting bears or wolves rather than weak canaries, so he has a disdainful expression on his face.

"Your Majesty, have you ever seen how to catch a canary?" At this time, the Anglo-Saxon monk saw the disdain of the Danish king Banuk, so he asked him.

"Uh, no, we Vikings don't like this kind of weak bird, not to mention there isn't here. Only birds of prey can survive in the cold Vikan Peninsula." Danish King Banuk shook his head. Now he has completely changed his mind about the learned monk, so he decided to listen to the advice of this Catholic monk more.

"First of all, we must detect where canary often appear and the food it likes, then set up clever traps with straw, and then wait patiently until the canary step into the trap. This process is very long and tests patience." The monk said to Danish king Banuk, who was also a very smart ruler. He immediately heard the implication of the monk.

"You mean, he is a very patient and cunning hunter."

"That's right, when His Majesty Henry first became a duke, he seized the weakness of King Conrad and joined forces with other dukes to defeat the Frankians, and used the method of pleasing other dukes to make them elect themselves as kings. According to news in recent years, the forces of the dukes who had elected Henry were being squeezed, but the dukes dared not act, just like a group of canaries locked in canary cages." The monk continued to speak.

"So, this time we are facing a very dangerous situation. Odin is above and the gods are above. Is my throne over the end?" Danish king Banuk sighed. In one night, the lambs of the past became more fierce than wolves. Now they are finally going to attack themselves in groups, but he already feels the destruction of time. His arms are no longer there, just as powerful as the past when he runs Kong Wu, and the Viking Warriors under his command are not so tamed.

"Don't be discouraged. If you are willing to listen to my advice, I will definitely let you turn the crisis into safety." But the monk smiled at the corner of his mouth. Crisis is often the beginning of a turning point. Maybe he hasn't heard this, but this ambitious monk knew that the opportunity has come. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster! u
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