Vikings: Journey of the Juggernaut

Chapter 67 Bloody Backstab
It was getting dark, and the Vikings in the cemetery broke pieces of tombstones and dug out the funerary objects buried inside.

"The moon looks particularly scarlet tonight." Jackham said while digging the soil with a shovel.

Several people around him looked up and saw that the moon hanging in the sky was a full moon, indeed a little redder than usual.

"Perhaps it's an unknown night." The eagle's eyes flickered with an unknown light, and he looked away from the sky.

The astonishing wealth of more than [-] silver coins in the monastery always gives people an uneasy feeling.

There is a saying in the past life: when the profit reaches 50%, people dare to take risks; when the profit reaches 100%, people dare to trample all the laws of the world.

This is a wealth that the raiding team may not be able to earn even if they go back and forth for more than ten years, which is enough to arouse the greed deep in people's hearts.

Even if the wealth can be brought out of the monastery, the journey back may not be peaceful or easy. Even if it is divided equally among the three parties, each family still has an astonishing wealth of [-] silver coins, which is enough to arouse the greed and plunder of many forces.

The biggest worry is still...

"Don't dig too hard, save some strength, it may not be peaceful tonight." Old Sam came over and said in a low voice.

……

In a corner of the cemetery, a bear-collar warrior with an extremely ordinary appearance and a very inconspicuous figure sneaked into the side of the long-haired Earl and was whispering to him.

"The wealth of nearly 12 yuan, Count Bjorn means, is for our two families to share it equally, the people of Mist Crow..." The warrior of the human-bear leader made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"When are you going to do it?" The man covered in blood and looking like an evil ghost replied with the same emotion in his heart.

One less family can get at least 2 more silver coins, which is more than the total harvest from the previous four years. It is really exciting.Once an opportunity is missed, you don’t know when you will be able to earn so much wealth again next time.

In this current land, there are fewer and fewer opportunities to earn great wealth, unless thousands of troops can be gathered to attack various counties along the way.

"Before dawn, most of the Mist Crow people must be asleep by then. After dividing the money, Count Bjorn will find an opportunity to talk to you in detail."

After the man-bear leader finished speaking, he quietly disappeared into the night.

……

In the treasure room, the golden and silver light dazzled the eyes. Various utensils and relics excavated from the cemetery were all placed, and soldiers were dividing them into three parts.

"cheers!"

Earl Bjorn raised his cup to the two leaders beside him, with a smile on his face, "Congratulations on the success of our raid, and we look forward to our next cooperation."

"Well, it's such a pleasant cooperation." Count Pandev smiled.

"I'm looking forward to it too." Bartholomew also showed a smile.

"Everyone, let's pay tribute to the warriors of the three families, as well as those who died."

The many soldiers around were obviously very happy when they looked at the pile of treasures, and the atmosphere in the field was filled with joy.Regardless of whether they have known each other before or not, they are all brothers and sisters. The only thing they are close to is that they wear the same pants.

Seeing that the property was divided, Count Bjorn spoke generously first: "You pick first."

There are many kinds of property, so it is naturally impossible to divide them into three identical parts, but in general, the value will not differ too much.

Pandev and Bartholomew were not polite. After each receiving a piece of property, they exchanged a few pleasantries and left with their people.

As for the main church, the Bear Leader soldiers with the largest number of men were left to rest.

……

In a residential building, looking at the treasure box placed in the middle, Jecam looked around and said, "I'm always a little worried. Why don't we just leave with the treasure and have to rest here for one night?"

"Is it safe to leave?" Old Sam asked back.

It is obviously not safe to leave now. In addition, after fighting for a long time, everyone is exhausted and leaves without rest. If they encounter marauders, they will be lambs to be slaughtered.And once you recover, even if you encounter something, you will still have the strength to fight happily.

"Everyone, rest in peace. I'll keep watch." Bassomo said.

With these words, the raiders in the room seemed to have received a shot of reassurance. Even the captains such as Staff and Sparrow also closed their eyes and entered a state of rest.

"The commander has been fighting all day. Isn't he tired?" Jackam asked in a low voice.

"You can rest as long as I let you. Commander Bassomo's physique and perseverance are far beyond your imagination. Don't worry about it." The old soldier replied, then he closed his eyes and started snoring within a few breaths.

"Falling asleep so quickly!" Jecam glanced at the old soldier in surprise, and suddenly felt that he had grown up. When going out to rob, he must have excellent ability to fall asleep.

Today I killed one person, two people, three people...

I don't know how much time had passed, but Jecam was woken up in a daze. He glanced around and saw that Rayleigh and Kaysen had woken up. Itia was also wiping the long hair dug out from the cemetery. Short two-handed sword.

Looking up outside the window, the scarlet full moon hung high, still in the middle of the night.

He asked subconsciously: "Are we leaving?"

"No." The old soldier shook his head and stood up, "Get ready, we are going to raid."

"Who is raiding?" Jecam stood up in confusion.

"People with long fur collars." "Huh? Don't we have a wartime alliance with them?" Jecam was very surprised.

"This is what I'm telling you, the Viking law of survival is the law of the jungle and full of backstabbing."

The old warrior looked at the newcomers around him at the same time, "Besides, it's already the war after the spoils are divided, and there is no longer a covenant. The people with the long-haired collar are currently the weakest, and they have such a huge treasure. Their strength cannot match it." Whatever you gain, you will have to die here.”

In the battle of the monastery, the warriors with long-haired collars encountered the most resistance at the main entrance and fought the most brutally.There were originally about 80 people. After the fight, leaving aside the seriously injured soldiers, the remaining immediate combat strength was now less than 40 people, making them the weakest among the three parties.

Lei Li knew clearly that Commander Bartholomew was obviously planning to take advantage of the enemy. The faint conversation coming from the doorway could also verify this.

"Did you hold on to the furry collar?"

"Well, he is fast asleep now. I guess Pandev is still dreaming about the dawn uniting our bear leaders."

"Then let's get started." Bassomo waved to the soldiers in the room, signaling to follow them.

If you eat a family, you can get an extra 2 silver coins, and return to the tribe with an astonishing 6 silver coins. In the next few years, you don't need to go out for raids. You only need to recruit and hire people and improve equipment.

And for 5000 silver coins, you can hire the Difu clan to go out for a battle, and you can kill the Blackfish tribe directly with money.Such a huge wealth is enough to push him to the position of leader of Mist Crow.

"Are we doing this unkindly?" Jecam asked in a low voice as he followed the footsteps.

Obviously, they haven't turned a corner in their hearts. They are still fighting side by side during the day, and then have to deal with each other at night. This seems really unkind.

The old warrior lowered his voice: "Cattle and sheep are very kind, but will the wild wolves let them go? You just need to remember that the weak eat the strong. If we weren't strong enough, we, the fog crows, would be the ones who were attacked tonight."

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The Baptistery, this is the resting place for the long-haired warriors.

Listening to the footsteps that reached their ears, the three night watchmen suddenly became nervous. With the help of the bright moonlight, when they saw Count Bjorn and his two men coming over, the three of them relaxed again.

The leader had ordered that the warriors from the Human-Bear Territory would come before dawn and wake him up.

"It shouldn't be dawn yet, right?" a night watchman asked after taking a sip of wine.

"not yet."

The other two people looked up at the sky. It was obviously still late at night.

"Do you want to wake the leader?"

"Wait a minute. The leader spent a lot of energy in the battle during the day and activated his rage. Let's see if Count Bjorn has anything important to do first."

During the conversation, the three people in front also came to them.

"Count Bjorn, may I ask..."

"I'm going to talk to Pandev about something."

"I'll wake up the leader."

The moment the leader of the berserker night watchman turned around and prepared to enter the house, two muffled sounds suddenly came to his ears, and a stinging pain came from his neck at the same time. His mouth was then covered by a big hand, and his eyes were full of disbelief. Slowly fell down.

At this moment, he didn't understand why he was stabbed in the back.

But what he doesn't understand is that the relationship between the human-bear collar and the long-haired collar has always been good, and they have assisted each other in offense and defense countless times. Why did Bjorn join forces with outsiders...

'The moonlight tonight is really red! '

The last thought flashed through the night watchman's mind and he completely lost consciousness.

After getting rid of the three men, Bjorn waved his hand. In the shadows behind, a group of warriors drew out their swords and axes that shone sharply in the moonlight, and swarmed over lightly.

Bartholmore and Bjorn looked at each other, and then suddenly rushed into the door together, followed by a large number of warriors behind them.

Inside the baptistery, screams suddenly resounded, and the walls and windows were soon splashed red with blood.

"Why, Bjorn, why did you do this..." Pandev's angry roar sounded from inside.

At the same time, Bjorn's response came: "I don't want to kill you, but you have too much money."

He had naturally considered carefully that if he wanted to attack the Mist Crow people who did not trust the Bear and Longhair collars, he would pay a price that was not worth the loss.During the day's battle, the captains and berserkers who had also observed the Mist Crow were too powerful.

It would be much easier to attack this idiot Pandev. At present, the long-haired collar has lost a lot of manpower and lacks strength.

After this person's death, his family would not only receive an additional astonishing wealth of 2 silver coins, but also be able to occupy his territory in the west. It was the best of both worlds.

"You bastard, backstabber, don't deserve to die..."

Amidst the angry curses, faced with the siege of the two war commanders and several berserker warriors, the ferocious voice gradually became weaker, until there was a loud bang...

That was the sound of a hammer hitting a hard skull!
Pandev, the strongest wrestler in the West, died at the baptistery of Ivington Abbey at this moment.

(End of this chapter)