Vikings: Journey of the Juggernaut

Chapter 47 The Strongest Man on Prisoner Island

"Oh." Deaver turned sideways and pointed at the fence: "They went inside."

The Blackfish soldier let go of his collar and shouted toward the fence: "Who is Captain Deever? Please come out and tell me."

"I'm."

The sound did not come from the fence in front, but from behind.

Are you kidding me?
The Blackfish warrior looked back and glared at the poor man who interrupted. He was wearing patched linen clothes and didn't even have any armor. He was still picking up garbage on the ground and was even smaller in size. The overlord of Prisoner Island would be damned if he was like this. .

The voice then turned cold: "Are you Deever?"

"Yes." The man nodded.

"I asked you to be Deever." The Blackfish warrior was furious when he heard this, and he swung it over with a big dick. If the overlord of Prisoner Island educates such poor people who blindly sign up for numbers, there will be no problem.

But unlike what he imagined, this slap did not hit the opponent's face, but his wrist was firmly grasped instantly.

To be caught?

In full view of the public, this made the Blackfish warrior a little embarrassed, even though the slap he threw out was not very forceful.He increased the strength of his hand and tried to press the poor man's face until his face turned red, but the wrist that was grabbed remained motionless.

hateful!

He was so angry that he directly picked up the ax hanging on his waist with his left hand. The moment he picked up the ax and swung it down, he felt a huge force coming from the ax body, and the whole weapon came out of his hand and violently smashed into it. Within the trunk of a big tree more than ten meters away.

Before the Blackfish warrior could react to this shocking scene, his whole body was lifted off the ground by his arms.

The moment Deaver threw the man away, he took the shield from his back, listened to the sound of breaking through the air, and turned around to block it.

bang——

Olaf's huge mace slammed against the shield, and the ground under Deever's feet dented visibly, and a circle of smoke swept away from the two of them in all directions at the same time.

At this moment, all the surrounding Blackfish warriors changed their expressions.

Even at the berserker level, if faced with a sudden mace blow from Commander Olaf, he would be knocked to the ground.The guy in front of him, who was only wearing linen clothes, blocked the blow with a shield in one hand.

Seeing that he still seems to be at ease, this is a bit scary!

The exiles within the fence, including Biro and the orc-like man next to him, were watching the scene with interest, without showing any signs of worry.

That was Deever, the strongest man on Prisoner Island. He was not a terrifying being who could be defeated easily.

Even if all the black fish people on the opposite side are on board, no one can keep Deever if he wants to leave.With war commander-level combat power, if he didn't fight to the death, he wouldn't be killed so easily.

Not to mention that this man grew up in the bloody age of ogres since he was a child, and his experience of life and death is immeasurable.

"court death."

After the other Blackfish warriors reacted, they all took out their weapons and prepared to move forward, but were stopped by Olaf's other hand raised.Then he withdrew the mace and could easily block his own attack. There should be no one else on this island except Deever himself.

However, the person in front of him was indeed different from what he had imagined. He was not even half the size of himself, but he had such power. He was really a freak.

"Captain Deaver, how can we hand over those people from Mist Crow?" Olaf locked his eyes on the person in front of him, and a thunderous voice spread.

Deever shook his head: "I am the most trustworthy person in my work. Since I have collected the money, there is no way I can hand them over."

Olaf paused and suppressed his anger: "Everything has a price..."

"Tell me earlier." Deever directly interrupted the man, "You can make an offer."

"..."

The Blackfish warriors around looked at each other, and Olaf choked and coughed at these words, and then laughed: "Captain Deever is so happy, how much does the Mist Crow people give you, and this wild boar pays double, how about it?" "

"..."

A thunderous sound passed through the fence, and the exiles looked at each other in confusion. There were so many war commanders in the north, but the nickname of the person in front of me was the most valuable. They were afraid that others would not know and had to report it.

Look at Bassomo, who is also in the Strait section. He is known as the "Iron-backed Giant". Compared with the "Wild Boar" of the guy in front, he is countless times more powerful.

"As for the price, you can talk to Biro." After finishing speaking, Deaver walked towards the fence gate and at the same time returned the shield to a black fish warrior.

As the think tank and brain of the battle group, Biro is an extremely cautious person. He did not go out of the fence. He said to Olaf through the hollow gap between the fences: "The people of the Mist Crow have already paid the money and are in the middle of the war. Within our protection, you must have heard that our battle group is the most loyal. If you want us to destroy the trust we have always maintained, double the price is not enough."

"Let's be honest, how much does it cost?" Olaf looked a little impatient.

Biro opened his mouth without hesitation: "One hundred thousand silver coins."

One hundred thousand silver coins! ! !

Hearing Olaf and the Blackfish warriors glare at each other, this guy really dares to speak. One hundred thousand silver coins may not be worth so much even if he sells the entire Blackfish Strait.

This is not money that a tribe can afford, and it is not a negotiation attitude if it is made clear.Olaf clenched his fists and his tone was filled with anger: "So, you are planning to make enemies of the Blackfish tribe for the sake of those Mist Crow people?"

"Serious words, of course we do not intend to be enemies of the Blackfish Tribe." Biro continued, "But the price for the leader to let us destroy our faith is so much. Putting this aside, we can talk about other things, such as in our After the protection time is over, I can provide you with the direction for their departure."

"What's the protection time?" Olaf asked.

"A sand clock."

"Okay, let's do this." As if he thought of something, Olaf said again, "In case they leave early, can we be notified when they leave?"

"Sorry." Biro shook his head, "The protection time is within the scope of our trust. During this period, we will not provide their information, regardless of whether they have left. This is our rule, and you don't want to do anything like this." One day they were sold early when they needed our protection.”

"This wild boar will never need your protection." Olaf retorted with an unhappy expression, but after thinking about it carefully, what he said did make sense.

"Of course, you don't need to." Biro forced a smile.

Olaf then asked: "Within this sand clock, can my people patrol around the camp?"

If you are allowed, you can pay.I heard from One Eye that the three boys were almost dying, and even treatment would take a lot of time. If they escaped a little early, they probably wouldn't be able to escape very far.

It's a pity that One-Eye and his two subordinates failed to kill them. What they thought was a safe thing, in the end, none of them died, and two of them might have been killed.Otherwise, there is no need to accept the anger here and listen to this thing breaking the rules here.

He also underestimated Bassomo's strength, and the two ravens he brought over were all killed by the fat crow, resulting in such a passive situation.

"Okay." Biro nodded.

"how much is it?"

"200 silver coins."

"Count." Olaf took out two bags of silver coins and handed them over with some pain. Just one escape direction required 200 silver coins, which felt a bit worthless.

But he also knew that if he didn't pay, it was hard to say whether the protection period would be extended, and he would only suffer a loss.

At the same time, I was thinking in my heart that after the plundering team returns, I have to talk to the leader to see if they can plunder this Deaver regiment. These guys must have saved a lot of money.

Even if the overlord Deaver is not weaker than himself, the Blackfish tribe has more than one war commander, not to mention a leader who is a general. It is natural to destroy this money-grubbing war group. It depends on whether it is worth it.

"No need to count, I believe in your integrity, then please wait for a moment." Biro put away the money bag.

Olaf ordered One-Eye to stay here with most of the warriors and wait, while he took a few warriors to patrol the surrounding area. If he met Bartholomew, no one would be his opponent except himself.

In the past, the one-eyed man could fight with the iron-backed giant a few times, and at least he could protect himself without any problem, but now that he had suffered a lot of injuries and was in a weak state after a violent rage, he was no longer suitable to lead a patrol.

……

Time gradually passed, and the atmosphere inside and outside the fence became strangely quiet. Deaver was taking a nap, and Biro was calculating the gains and losses.

The few people who save the Mist Crow will offend the Blackfish tribe to some extent, but it is not without benefits. At least they will gain some friendship from the Mist Crow tribe.Moreover, even if he leans towards the Blackfish tribe, the other party has the combat power of a general, and he can only be a junior brother no matter what.

It is rumored that the leader of Blackfish is relatively powerful. With Deaver's character of not wanting to be restrained by others, the two of them are afraid that they will have conflicts sooner or later.

Not to mention the three young men of Mist Crow, they are all geniuses among geniuses. In the long run, the advantages should outweigh the disadvantages, provided that the current situation in the North is maintained.However, with Kulag's style of conduct, the northern territory may not be given much time to stabilize, and there will inevitably be a battle with those tribes that are unwilling to abandon their traditions.

Prisoner Island also needs to be planned in advance.

Unknowingly, the sand in the hourglass was almost empty. The woman in black returned again and whispered a few words to Deever and Biro.Outside the fence, Olaf also returned with his patrol without success.

"The people of Mist Crow have left, but you can't find the leader?" Biro asked.

But he knew very well in his heart that the camp was surrounded by sights of his own people. It was really easy to send the people of Mist Crow out quietly. Those people had already...

"Tell me their location." Olaf was in a very bad mood after failing to block Bartholomew.

After getting the clue, Olaf and the Blackfish warriors all left here and pursued towards the coast.

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PS:

This book is an imaginary world, and there will be no Chinese territory. Violence can be understood as a Viking talent.

Let's talk about the intuitive feeling of the general of God. An enemy of a hundred people doesn't sound like much, but it is actually very strong. Let's use reality as a reference: Facing a hundred junior high school students with swords, if they don't wear full body armor, even the peak Tyson will have to fight. Turn around and run away.

If it were replaced by those professional soldiers stationed at the border who are not afraid of death (refer to the Chinese soldiers at the Asan border, the sense of collective oppression without fear of life and death), with cold weapons and no rules, who would fight one against a hundred in this world? This is not all about seeking death.

Individually speaking, the general of God is already a monster beyond the limits of normal humans.

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