Vikings: Journey of the Juggernaut

Chapter 39 Hunting Thugs: Skull Splitter

Entering the tavern, Bartholomew took the people to find a seat and then went to the bar alone. After exchanging a few words with the waiter at the bar, he disappeared into the secret door of the tavern.

Seeing this scene, Jecam asked everyone around him doubtfully: "Is the commander looking for chickens?"

"..."

After hearing these words, many soldiers spit out their drinks.

The veteran warrior coughed twice, looked at Rayleigh and the other three, and changed the subject: "When you go hunting down a thug, what do you think is the most important thing?"

Jackham tentatively replied: "Recharge your batteries and call the chicken first?"

"..."

"You'd better shut up." The old soldier shook his head and continued to talk to Reilly and Kayson, "The most important thing is that we need the intelligence of the thugs, otherwise we will be like a headless fly. If we rashly enter some The territory of a mob that is not weak in power will inevitably suffer heavy losses.”

Rayleigh and Kayson understood that Commander Bartholomew was obviously buying information.

"Those bounty hunters who have returned from Prisoner Island will inform the tavern of the location of the latest wanted criminals, and others can purchase this information from the tavern. If the information is confirmed to be true, the provider can receive corresponding rewards."

The old soldier continued, "In addition, it is inevitable that intelligence errors will occur. But in general, the Bounty Tavern is run by the intelligence officers of the War Whale tribe, and its credibility is worthy of guarantee. Those who maliciously provide false intelligence will also be Facing the brutal pursuit of the War Whale tribe."

While talking, Commander Bassomo walked out of the secret door again and returned to his drinking table.

"Commander, do you have a target?" a soldier asked.

Bartholomew nodded and lowered his voice: "Our target this time is him, Graddon the Skull Splitter, a thug who recently exiled to Prisoner's Island. It is said that he is a rebel from the Earl of Hurricane in the West. The bounty is 300 coins. Silver coins, with about ten people and a small warship under his command. The latest location of the stronghold that was witnessed was this morning. The specific location..."

"Poor Skull Splitter, we mourn for him." The old soldier raised his glass.

With the elite level of the Mist Crow warriors, with a similar number of people, there is no problem in dealing with the rabble on Prisoner Island, not to mention the powerful combat force of the war commander level.

"Cheers to the bounty!"

Everyone raised their glasses together, and Rayleigh also had a vague expectation in his heart. The Skull Splitter sounded awesome, but in fact it was not the case.

In Scandinavia, all cats and dogs like to use this nickname.There were at least dozens, if not hundreds, of Skull Splitters.

Just like resisting Guan Gong in the previous life, after getting the tattoo, I feel that my aura is full. The wild dogs passing by are eager to slap them twice, and they often die quickly, but they still can't stop the so-called "Skull Splitters" guys pop up.

Seeing the high-spirited momentum here, many hunters around them turned their gazes sideways, and one young man asked: "Which hunter group is at that table? They look pretty strong."

"The people from the Mist Crow Tribe are naturally not on the same level as the hunter groups like us who have gathered together blindly."

"The leader is a Raider War Commander named Bassomo. Every year around this time, he comes to hunt for bounties. And I have never seen him have any accidents. I don't know if another wanted criminal will be unlucky. "

The Mist Crow tribe also has a war commander leading the team.

Many hunters' eyes flashed with envy and reverence. The war commander had the same level of combat power as Stone Sword Diver.

The warriors of the Mist Crow tribe are also recognized as strong. In addition to the War Whale and Longclaw tribes in the north, the warriors of the five tribes below are the Giant Wolf, Sword Wolf, Mist Crow, Black Fish, and Yingshan. The warriors of these tribes are the most powerful. The combat power of the war commander level has almost never been cut off.

His eyes passed over the three youngest young warriors of the opponent, and a touch of envy once again flashed in their eyes. With a big tribe as a backer and a big warrior leading the way, there would be fewer detours.He and others were not so lucky to be born into a powerful tribe like the Mist Crows.

Some older hunters went over to the table to say hello and chat for a few words.Some very open-minded women went over and asked, but they were all rejected.

The eyes of the Mist Crow warriors were not clear, but they had to go out to fight tomorrow, and tonight was obviously not the right time for enjoyment.

After eating wine and meat, the group went to a rented longhouse next door for rest time, and soon began to snore.

……

Early the next morning, Reilly and others brushed their teeth and washed their faces with pig-bristle brushes, had a hearty meal in the tavern, and set out to walk toward the port. It rained last night and the road was a little muddy.

"If you are going to the Haast Strait, hurry up and board the ship. It only costs 50 iron coins per person. The ten-year-old hunter group guarantees safety..."

"The Long Knife Hunter Group recruits capable warriors with generous rewards. Those who want to earn bounties..."

When we arrived at the port, we heard the sound of bustling people, and many coolies could be seen carrying goods along the road.

Bartholomew did not take them to his own warship, but went directly to rent a small warship. With their number, a small warship was enough, and paddling was easier.In the event of battle damage, small warships are obviously less costly than medium-sized warships.

beep—

Bassomo whistled, and just a moment later, the fat-headed bird flew from the sky, then landed on his shoulder and ate the wheat grains in his palm.

quack--

When eating happily, they will raise their heads and bark twice, and then continue to lower their heads and peck at the wheat grains.

Not long after the warship sailed out, it encountered a behemoth, a large passenger ship.Because there is no need to consider speed, passenger ships are two or three times larger than warships of the same level.

The passenger ship in front of me was loaded with densely packed slaves tied with ropes.

The most eye-catching ones were the two warriors standing on the leading deck, wearing full-body chain armor, fish-face masks, and rings of chains around their waists.At one end of the chain is a claw with blood that has not yet dried. "Those two are Kurag's bodyguards, the Disaster Soldiers, one of the most untouchable beings in the North." The old soldier introduced the three of them to Rayleigh.

"The worst thing to do is mess with them. Are they very strong?" Jackam asked.

"In the name of disaster, you decide whether they are strong or not." The old soldier continued, "Every disaster warrior has elite berserker-level strength, or even war commander-level combat power."

Jakam was stunned when he heard this, and the eyes of Reilly and Kaysen also changed slightly.

The voice of the old warrior continued to be heard in his ears: "Most of the dead warriors of the disaster are not members of the War Whale tribe, but some extremely powerful exiled warriors that Kurag conquered with his personality charm or force, such as those from Prisoner Island. The previous generation’s overlord, the ogre Griin.”

"The era of the ogre Grein was an extremely dark period full of blood and killing on Prisoner Island. If it were at that time, we would not dare to hunt for bounties casually. Compared with the ogres, today's overlord Stone Knife Diver There’s just so much kindness.”

Everyone around them nodded in approval, but the price of kindness is not small at all. It requires paying silver coins.

"It seems that this Deever is not very good." Jackham said clearly.

"You know shit."

After giving some education, Bartholomew explained, "Grein is at best a powerful thug who only knows how to kill people, and Deever, who wants money and people, already has the climate to become the leader of a force. My strength is even more unfathomable now.”

……

More than four hours later, the warship approached Prisoner Island. From a distance, a stone building could be seen standing on the high point of the mountains in the center of the island.

"There are Difu's camps near that stone building. If anything happens, you can run there and you will get Difu's protection." The old soldier said casually.

"This overlord is really a good person." Jecam sighed slightly.

The old soldier shook his head: "You are overthinking it. If you run into the camp, you will become his prisoner, and you will have to pay a ransom when you come out. If the ransom is not paid within a certain time, you will be sold as goods."

"Huh?" Jackham was dumbfounded.

"Although Deaver is not good at killing, he is a man who loves money as much as his life."

Bassomo also said something, and then released the fat-headed bird in his hand.The fat-headed bird flew towards the shore of Prisoner Island, circled the left shore and then flew back quickly.

"found it."

Bartholomew turned the side paddles, and the soldiers behind him worked together, and the warship sailed towards the left coast at maximum speed.As the distance got closer, the shouts of the thugs could be heard faintly in my ears.

"Enemy attack!"

"There is an enemy attack, everyone be prepared..."

Behind a row of sandbags along the shore in sight, several thugs drew their bows and arrows, and some were holding stones and waiting for the warship to approach.

"Raise your shield."

Bartholomew said something, and then immediately squatted down and lowered his figure to raise his shield. The soldiers behind him all blocked the shield in front of their heads.

Scattered arrows flew over from mid-air, and most of them fell into the seawater around the warship.

"This level of archery is really bad." Jecam mocked.

Rayleigh was not surprised. A qualified archer often needs to start training from a young age and last more than ten years to achieve success.

In Scandinavia, archers are a niche within a niche, warriors prefer melee combat, and even long-range attacks are mostly thrown spears.

Including Rayleigh himself, he also had no talent for bows and arrows, and was far less comfortable than throwing spears.

The warship was getting closer and closer to the shore, and the shields it held made the sound of rocks falling down.

"Prepare to fight."

After Bartholomew shouted something, the warship crashed onto the coast with a bang.

"Kill them all for me."

The thugs also stopped their long-range attacks and rushed towards them with their tomahawks raised.The person rushing at the front was a man in half chain armor who was much larger than the people around him. He was probably the guy known as the 'Skull Splitter'.

Bassomo's huge figure suddenly ejected from the warship like an ape. A shield hit knocked over three figures including the Skull Splitter. The warriors behind him disembarked from the boat and ran towards what they saw. The first opponent I saw.

Such a chaotic battle involving more than [-] people doesn't require any tactics, it's just recklessness.

Jecam took the lead, raising his shield and knocking a thug rushing over to the ground. Kayson immediately followed up and stabbed him in the throat.Rayleigh blocked the two enemies rushing from the side, waving his shield and sword quickly and deflecting several attacks in an instant.

When Jackham and Kayson came to their senses, the three men attacked them together, and the two thugs quickly couldn't hold on and fell down.

He raised his head again to look for the next opponent, but the shouting in his ears had completely disappeared, leaving only a corpse in his sight:
The Skull Splitter's head, worth 300 silver coins, was also being wrapped in linen by Bartholomew.

(End of this chapter)