"No! No thanks!" Ragnar made a gesture of no, which was considered a rejection of Idenyar's proposal.

He continued, "Don't worry. Even if they know our plan, what can they do?" Ragnar's eyes suddenly became fierce. "The north of the Kingdom of Swadia has long been empty. No one can stop our warriors. Our numbers are several times theirs. They can't possibly pose any threat to us."

The hall was unusually quiet at this time.

King Ragnar suddenly put down the wine glass in his hand, raised his hands and clapped twice, and then a tall and strong man walked into the hall. He had short black hair and his eyes exuded a terrifying aura. No one wanted to look him in the eye, except for the brave men. At this time, he was shirtless, which made his upper body muscles show to everyone.

He is a powerful warrior!

"Kill them both," King Ragnar ordered his warriors.

The warrior walked up to the two prisoners, and the soldier escorting the prisoners drew his short sword and handed it to the warrior. The warrior looked at the soldier who handed him the sword with contempt. He pushed his hand away, which was considered a refusal.

He raised his hands and grabbed the two prisoners' fragile necks.

Before anyone could react, the warrior had strangled the two prisoners' necks like thin paper.

Two bloody heads rolled to the ground. When Motira saw this, she quickly turned her head away, her heart filled with fear and sadness.

"This warrior is Nisbet. He is called 'Wild Axe'." King Ragnar made a brief introduction. "Tomorrow, Nisbet will join us on the battlefield."

King Ragnar raised his glass and said, "My vassals! Tomorrow, our plan will remain unchanged. I will lead the army as the marshal. I want to let the Kingdom of Swadia know that even if they know our battle plan, it will not change anything. Tomorrow, we will gather at Jerborg Castle, and before the sun sets, we will climb to the top of Repole Castle."

When these words were spoken, everyone cheered.

"Your Majesty is mighty, Your Majesty will win, long live Your Majesty." One cheer after another echoed throughout the castle hall. Tomorrow the war will officially begin. The Nordic army will march to Swadia.

"Your hunting dog is good!" Wals said to Goering beside him while riding his hunting horse.

"Thank you for your compliment!" Goering rode the travel horse given to him by Wals, with three hounds following closely behind him.

"Perhaps you are worried that my fighting power will be greatly reduced without the company of the snow wolf. Actually, I often stay in the Kingdom of Vijia and rarely leave here. This time I went to the Kugit Khanate. Although I don't have snow wolves, I still have prairie wolves in the territory of the Kugit Khanate. I control these prairie wolves in the same way as the snow wolves. Of course, these prairie wolves are wild, so they are not as powerful as the snow wolves I trained, but I think the number can make up for this shortcoming. Moreover, as long as you don't meet the regular army, I believe that the bandits on the grassland will not be my opponent at all." Goering's words were a guarantee for Wals's safety. This was similar to what Wals had thought at the beginning.

At this time, Wals thought about Gorin's ability. There are many prairie wolves on the Kugit grassland, but if he goes to other kingdoms, the number of wild wolves may not be so large, which will lead to a decrease in Gorin's combat effectiveness. After all, Gorin's combat effectiveness depends entirely on the wild wolves he can control. If the number of wolves is right, Gorin's combat effectiveness will naturally increase, but if the number of wolves is small, Gorin's combat effectiveness will naturally decrease.

"Captain, look!" Jack said, pointing ahead.

Wals raised his head and looked. This was the Lundia Castle of the Swadia Kingdom. They had passed the Dremag Castle of the Vigia Kingdom. In the subordinate village of Lundia Castle, Wals's troops could have a good rest. After passing Lundia Castle, they would enter the grassland. At this time, they would arrive at Lana City, which is a city of the Khergit Khanate. After being fully supplied, they would go to the Sarand Sultanate to look for wealth in the cruel desert.

If nothing unexpected happens, the Walls will act according to this plan.

"I dare say your plan will definitely change." Wo Zhi's golden finger suddenly jumped out and said.

"Really? Where did you see it?" Walls said in disbelief.

"There are loopholes in your plan. What will you do if you encounter robbers?" Wo Zhi's golden finger hit the nail on the head.

"That's true. But how could I be killed by a group of bandits when I had Goering with me?" Wals said confidently.

On the other side, Golin was chatting with Jack, Ailen and others. As a magician, Golin rarely chatted with ordinary people. After joining Wals' team, Golin opened his heart. He thought it was better to have a few loyal friends. Just like the difficulties he encountered in Kulau before, he didn't think he would be lucky enough to be rescued by some powerful warriors every time. If he had a group of people he could rely on, he might be rescued. So Golin certainly wanted to have a good exchange with Wals's subordinates at this time, especially those powerful ones.

While chatting, they soon arrived at Urudana, a village under the jurisdiction of Fort Lundia.

It was already night, and after the battle with the bandits, Wals's troops had consumed some of their energy, and they had to continue their journey tomorrow, so everyone quickly went to sleep in the village. But Wals left alone, and when he got outside the village, he wanted to practice his swordsmanship.

Although he wanted to practice swordsmanship well, Wo's golden finger told Wals that it would be difficult for him to break through the realm for a while, so he might as well practice archery first.

Walls took Jenks' bow and arrow. Of course, he had asked for Jenks' consent, and Jenks naturally knew what I wanted to do with my bow and arrow.

Jenks admired his captain for his hard work and felt that he had followed the right person.