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The Son Of Ragnar

One must see through the deceit of one's very own truth. Do you believe in the Old Gods? This story follows the life of a young African boy, who was ripped from the life he had known and thrown into an unforgiving one where a single mistake could cost him everything. Being branded a "thrall", he was to be sold but an unforeseen event swept him ashore in the heart of the Norsemen, the Vikings. What fate has the Gods chosen for this child? is it one of salvation or one of destruction? COVER IS OWNED BY ME!

Kelvin_A · 歴史
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"These forces… They are not ordinary soldiers…" Ragnar noted as he watched them easily cut down the men under his command but he was not worried because they had more than enough men under their command.

"Why are they wearing iron suits?" Skarde asked as they found that the warriors of Vingulmark were adjusting to their opponent, something that was unexpected as they began matching their rhythm and fighting on equal footing.

"You take the Vikings of Vingulmark too lightly, watch," Birger said as they regained the upper hand, turning the tide of the battle in a single push, they were hesitant to retreat because they did not want to break formation.

They were able to clear out the camp but they lost a lot of men. That much was to be expected, it was directly proportional to the number of enemies slain.

Askild was not satisfied with their strength because it showed they were not much stronger than the warriors in Vestfold.