Soldiers dropped to the ground in the aftermath of the training program-exhausted and seeking even one drop of water to touch their tongues...but as they say "Only the strongest survive".
Ingrid felt more connected to the action and fighting than ever in her life! The bloodshed, smell of armor and steel in the air sound of a thousand hammers slapping the metal that has been freshly forged..."Sniffle".
The Great Heathen Army gathered outside the 2 meters stone walls ( with bits of granite and marble in it to fortify the long established structure).
the portcullis was swiftly closed and the king climbed up the walls and gazed with disdain upon Ingrid the ragnarssons and the rest of the "Tattoo Filled Heathens" as he so proclaimed.
" You Heathens ! Dare to trample on God's holy land! You shall regret it as i call upon God himself to unleash the devil's work on your very souls." Exclaimed the King of the fortress..
Ingrid plucked out her family bracelet that was ordained with skulls of frostheim that every villager donated to her accessory as a sign of respect to the royal family at the time..
Tears dropped like a waterfall and Ingrid proceeded to stomp the ground to the point that it shaked shocking the heathen's and Ragnarssons to the core of the earth..
Ivar and Ubba swiftly rose their spears up and started stomping in unison with Ingrid and soon the others followed suit and the vikings prepared to attack the fortress and claim Mercia for themselves...
"FOR VALHALLA" filled the english valley from up and beyond.
They prepared the machine to break the portcullis which was made of solid oak wood that smelled like the piss of a hundred men..
Ingrid took pride in manning this weapon as it was attuned to her physical strength and heaved as best as she could to break down the megalith-sized door hardened with the metal of a thousand elements...
" Lets do this!!!" Shouted Ingrid in encouragement of everyone in the fight...
Sure enough, the door proceeded to break and creak and crack
"BOOM!" exclaimed the door as it came crashing down and producing a gust of wind. Vikings flooded in like waves of the sea engulfing the fortress as mountains of anglo-saxon caused waves that stood at 2 METERS tall!
Luckily, the vikings had brought enough gunpowder and light the spark for the rest of the fight to be theirs...
Slowly but Surely, the invasion was in the favor of the heathen, yet in the confident victory Ingrid felt empty and was distracted while IVAR AND UBBA lead the men to the main fortress
" FOR RAGNAR LOTHBROK!" Shouted the brothers with such fiery passion....
They all approached the main palace and found KING BURGRED cowering like a rat in a pothole...INGRID prepared to deliver the blow until it seemed they weren't the only ones inside the main palace...
" CREAK CREAK...."
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rebirth of the old
FantasyValhalla is every Viking's dream. Especially, for Ingrid, who fought hard to enter Valhalla and died with honor. But her entrance into Valhalla brought more discomfort than happiness. Who could not resist the temptation to indulge and enjoy endles...
