Chapitre 25: Ch 25 Wolf At The Doorstep
(kings brother is not ecbert, his name is Aethelwulf...my mistake.)
*CRASH
*CLATTER
"AHHHHH DAMN IT ALL!!!!!" King Aelle roared in anger at both of his commanders after they showed up at his court with no men and their tail between their legs.
Aelle's face was completely Red as his courtiers and Soldiers watched on in amazement...He was an angry man by nature but this time the King completely blew his top.
"WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED WIGEA YOU CUNT!!!! GIVE ME BACK MY SOLDIERS!!!!" Aelle roared at Wigea who stood there with his face looking at the floor.
"M...My King....We Were doing Well ...Until ...Until...." Wigea stuttered out before the King cut him off.
"UNTIL WHAT YOU STUTTERING FOOL!!!!" The King screamed and his teeth clenched and sweat poured down his fat face.
"T..The Demon!!! Thenn is real my King!!! Edgar and I witnessed him cleave five or six men with one swing....he towered over even his huge heathen warriors....." Wigea spoke out and Edgar backed up his claims.
"My King, Wigea does not utter a single lie or exaggeration....The Demon Thenn ate the hearts of my surrendered men like a wolf feasting on flesh...He turned the tide of battle by himself..." Edgar spoke and the King's eye twitched and a gutteral roar emanated from his chest.
"A HUNDRED POUNDS OF GOLD TO WHOEVER KILLS THAT HEATHEN BASTARD!!! MAY GOD DAMN YOUR SOUL THENN!!!!!!" The King roared then stormed out of the hall to go drink his sorrows away after breaking a few things.
His daughter Judith was shocked.....the so called Thenn was real, before it was just the word of one mind addled Monk but now it was two Ealdormen....She shivered at the thought of such a monster ravaging through Northumbria.
She felt lucky that soon she'd be married off to a different kingdom and wouldn't have to worry about such things.
The Gentle Princess Judith stood and walked with her mother to the gardens for chamomile tea, they needed something to take their minds off of this.
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(Elsewhere)
My men rowed in complete darkness up the Tyne river as we headed near Newcastle where the King currently resided.
we passed three small villages near the area but none say our boat moving silently in the darkness.
We moved our ship into Willington Gut and hid it among some tall reeds and grasses while we made our next move.
I had checked my map and found this to be the best area to disembark from after we hid out ship from sight.
"Everyone disembark and make camp, no one is allowed to stray while we wait....and only smokeless campfires or I'll chop one of your fingers!" I ordered and we all moved smoothly to disembark and make camp.
After digging a latrine pit and pits for fire we all settled down and began to cook a pot of Stew from a pig and vegetables we plundered from Whitby.
My men tended to their cuts and scrapes while we decompressed, most also cleaned their clothes and washed themselves....we couldn't be fighting nonstop after all and this was a perfect time to relax.
We had rowed, sailed, fought and hauled gold and silver for the past week so now we relaxed and chatted peacefully.
Before long I felt a burning in my loins and looked over to the pretty slaves that we had tied up.
I walked up to them and inspected the goods....only a quarter of them were still virgins but only two were both virgins and old enough for my taste.
I grabbed one with brown hair that reminded me of Althea and pulled her out of the ship as she cried and tried to resist.
I whispered into her ear. {"If you fight back I'll kill one of them....or you can just get fucked and they will be safe."} I spoke and she nodded with tears in her eyes.
I pulled the Woman away and took her to a clean dry place under a tree.
I pulled my cock out and had her spit on it and put it into her mouth, she tried to resist but I was simply too large and strong so in the end she relented and I enjoyed the clumsy blowjob for a while.
Eventually I grew tired and laid her down and hiked up her dress, she had a hairy pussy that was bone dry....not my style but what do I expect from a Northumbrian peasant woman.
I placed my cock which was slicked up with her spit against her pussy and slowly pushed in.
She sobbed and begged for mercy but I just covered her mouth and tore through her Hymen without a care and pushed deep into her precious hole as the soft walls stretched out to fit my size.
I continued fucking the girl for a few hours and took all of her holes for myself until I became satisfied and began unloading into her.
Once I was finished draining my balls inside of the sobbing woman I carried her back to the ship and latched the slave back up as she slumped onto the floor beside the other women.
I looked at each of them and spoke. {"Behave or you'll be next."} I spoke and they all cried while muttering prayers, these Slaves still needed a few more days of beatings to get them nice and docile....
I just laughed and walked off to lay down and relax, I rested through the night and most of the morning until I awoke at midday.
I ate from my pack and played dice with my men until it was time to move out.
After a few hours of that I took a small nap while awaiting the right time.
I awoke at around seven in the afternoon with only an hour and a half of sunlight left and gave the order to prepare.
They all quickly readied themselves by strapping on their helmets and vambraces then painted their faces Black to appear more intimidating.
After five minutes we trekked through the beautiful English forest toward the town of Wallsend.
After only about a mile we reached the treeline around town.
Wallsend was surrounded by a seven foot tall flimsy wooden wall, there were two gates on opposite sides of the small town.
the gates had already been shut and people were turning in for the night and I spotted two sentry's guarding the gate closest to us.
I called the best Archers from my Men, three came forth and I gave them their orders.
My men all watched with excitement at the sight of our Three archers moving slowly and quietly through the underbrush toward the two Distracted guards who seemed to be joking amongst themselves.
After ten minutes the three archers got into position and took careful aim.
*THWANG
*THWANG
*THWANG
*SQUELCH
*SQUELCH
*SQUELCH
Both the guards were struck.
One Guard dropped with a heavy thud immediately, he was peirced through the Eye and was killed instantly.
the other received one arrow to the chest and another in the throat.
He squirted out copious amounts of blood from his throat while trying to scream for help, But only squelching and gurgling sounds Resounded before he leaned against the wooden wall and slid downward.
With his last strength, the Guard grabbed at the small silver cross that dangled around his neck and the light faded from his eyes....
I moved forward quickly and quietly and withdrew the grappling hook from my pouch.
Floki moved the the dead guard and ripped off his small silver cross and ran through their coin pouches.
I twirled my grappling hook and launched it up to the wooden wall.
*Twirl *Twirl *Whoosh *Thud.....I managed to get a good grip on the wall with my hook and began climbing up the wall as my more of my men threw their own hooks and helped each other climb.
Before long we were over the walls and spotted only a few people out on the streets but they weren't paying much attention to us.
I turned to my men and spoke. "Groups of Three at all times, Tostig and Oswyle follow me." I spoke and everyone paired up and moved forward on the town like a swarm of rabid dogs.
Immediately the few townspeople who were outside began screaming and running to their homes or hiding places while my men moved on them viciously.
Townsmen swung their doors open and rushed outside with spears and axes only to be immediately hacked apart by my fully armored men who proceeded to bum rush into their homes and cut apart their sons then tie up their pretty wives and daughters.
I moved with Tostig and another man into the largest home of the Village, I barreled through the large wooden door and found a spear thrust immediately at my face.
I tilted my head so it glanced off my helmet then I swung at the homes defender.
He stepped back from my swing which cleaved a wooden pillar of the home in half and sent a shower of splinters flying.
I looked at my opponent and found a middle aged Man dressed in nice clothes....his various scars and skilled stance made me realize this was a skilled warrior.
I turned to Tostig and Oswyle then spoke. "Go elsewhere, this one is mine." I told them and they nodded and scurried off to another home.
I turned to the man with the spear and spoke. {"If you put up a good fight I will allow you and your family upstairs to live."} I spoke and he nodded.
Immediately the man bcharged forward with his spear.
He started off with a skillful feint to my face only for it to divert to my wrist in a split second in an attempt do remove my ability to go on the offense.
I pulled my arm back just in the nick of time and swung hard at the man but he dodged back at the last second with my axe barely missing his face.
I charged forward to finish him and a swift thrust to my crotch came, I dodged last minute and caught his spear before he could pull it back.
With a powerful tug the weapon flew from his hand and clanged against the floor behind me.
He responded as a good warrior would by charging forward.
He swiftly pulled a narrow dagger and moved to shove it under my helmet with fearsome speed.
I responded by headbutting him hard which sent him flying into a table and falling down as the dagger skidded across the floor away from his reach.
When the dazed man looked up I already had my axe pressed against his throat.
{"All the wealth you possess....bring it now.....if you miss anything I will slaughter everyone in this house."} I spoke and he nodded.
The man cleaned his face of the blood and moved upstairs, I sensed him talking with his children and wife in a hurry as he moved around packing all his wealth into a bag.
I moved to his kitchen and began feasting on one of the bowls of stew which laid on the table....Godamn his wife could cook.
I finished three of the bowls then he came downstairs with a sack of stuff and a sack of coins.
{"This is All...I swear to God...just don't harm my family..."} The Man pleaded as I finished drinking a cup of shit wine he had on the table.
{"Good, I have a task for you....You will go to the King and tell him I want him to come here so we may speak between the both of us..."} I spoke and he nodded.
As the administrator of this town he knew the King was currently at Newcastle.... everyone heard the rumors soon after he arrived.
{"Yes...I will go, but my Family...."} He pleaded.
{"Take Them With You....Your Wife Is A Good Cook....you may leave her with me if you prefer though.."} I spoke and he shook his head in fear.
Soon after he came downstairs with His Fat wife, One daughter and one young Son...I escorted then to the towns edge.
They were horrified at the sight of their fellow villagers being strung up on hooks and the Women and Girls all being raped on the street with impunity by Giant Heathen Men.
Before long we reached the town wall and I opened it up for them and let them out.
we continued sacking and raping while collecting all the valuables in the town.
The loot was nowhere what we got at Whitby but my men didn't care, they were having more fun than ever before.
After an hour and a half everything was taken and my men awaited orders after emptying their balls inside of the village girls.
I stood in front of all and began to speak.
"We await an enemy force, these will be more numerous and more we'll equipped than what we've faced so far....I want each of you to make seven sharpened stakes, we will make wolf pits in the fields just outside and await the Northumbrian bastards." I spoke and everyone smiled...
I moved with twenty of our Men to select the fighting area and begin planning for our battle tomorrow.
We found a decently sized clearing that would be perfect for us...
We dug four foot pits scattered in front of our battle position and lined the bottom with sharpened spikes then laid out a covering of sticks, grass, and brush to hide them just enough, they'd be perfect in case of cavalry.
After that Tostig and I found the best place to hide archers so they'd get perfect shots to the enemies weaker right side, once we clashed I could have a few of my bowmen open fire from their flank.
After that we made two dozen cheval de frise barricades to keep the cavalry from flanking us...I didn't know how many enemies we'd face tomorrow but I was sure they would be many...we needed all the help we could manage after all.
Once we were done my men were exhausted from their work, I sensed someone watching us from the distance so I borrowed a spear from nearby and lugged it toward the wood line to the north.
*Swish
*Squelch
*Thud
I ran over with a few of my men struggling to keep up, they couldn't outright sprint at full speed in the dark while armored after all.
Soon I found a collapsed Horse with a spear sticking out of its head and I could hear the pitter patter of bootsteps in the distance.
I could see the terrified scout sprinting as fast as he could through the woods.
I chased him for about a minute before his foot caught on a root and was sent tumbling down into the soft grass below.
I ran up and snatched him up and dragged him back to the town, mid way through he pulled a dagger to stab at my leg but I just caught his wrist and crushed it into mush.
"AHHHHHHHH!!!!!" His screams Resounded through the night and my men cheered on as they followed me into the town.
I took the scout into a house and tied him to a chair before turning to one of my men. "One of you call Floki and Ragnar, I need some torture done." I spoke and one man ran off to search for the half mad boat builder.
The Bound scout closed his eyes and prayed until Both Ragnar and Floki walked in alomg with Hasta and a few others.
"This is a scout which I captured, I want you all to question him about the composition of the enemies....Floki don't kill him too soon." I spoke and Floki giggled and wandered into the kitchen and returned with a few nasty looking implements.
It would be a long night for this poor bastard.
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(Elsewhere some time Earlier)
King Aelle stood next to his brother Aethelwulf and the Man who I let leave the city.
"Aethelwulf you will take two hundred men and fifty riders to attack those Godamn heathen scum!!! I want them all dead!!!" The King yelled angrily.
"Yes Brother, I'll see you it....but right now there is no Sun, we'd be vulnerable in the dark against the satanic forces of Thenn...." Aethelwulf spoke meekly in hopes that the King wouldn't lose his temper again.
"Fine....Fine....go in the morning, but I expect to be brought Thenn's head by midday...DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR!!!!" King Aelle roared and his brother and the man nearby both shrunk in fear.
"Yes Brother....I can send a scout to report, I have one man who can see especially well in the dark...." Aethelwulf spoke hesitantly.
"Send him....now away with you both." The King ordered and poured himself a full glass of wine.
He should be happy that Thenn seemingly delivered himself on a silver platter....but he lost another damn village of good people, It was a damn insult to him and his kingship.
Now he only hoped that Aethelwulf would return with that Giants head on a spike.
From the reports Thenn only had half a hundred Men.....sending Two hundred footmen and all his fifty horsemen would surely see them dashed to pieces if they were caught at the village.
Elsewhere in the castle Queen Ealhswith was asleep in her bed while her body writhed erotically, her pussy contracted and spasmed as sweet love juice dripped out of her married hole.
The dreams were far more intense and frequent now....after she heard that Thenn was only fifteen miles away it seemed that the Demon that plowed her small hole during her dreams became more clear....in her dream she was being fucked by a huge Demon with a handsome face and one white eye...she already knew who it was.
The Dream demon began moving faster and faster in her hole until it reached a climax and unloaded into her Pussy, immediately Ealhswith's eyes shot open and she let out a loud moan after waking up.
"OHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" She moaned out erotically as her pink pussy squirted copious amounts of delicious warm nectar out and onto her dress and sheets.
She panted heavily with a blushed face as fragrant sweat pooled all over her lithe and supple body.
Immediately Ealhswith climbed out of bed with trembling legs and a quivering pussy then knelt down and took a cross into her hands to pray for an end to her nightmares....
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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