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 Egil on the rampage

After I told my men about killing Berg-Onund I suggested that we go back and kill the rest of the men and pillage the farm.

We had little resistance from the drunken men and slaughtered most of them. A few got away and hid in the woods. We took everything of value that we could carry. As we walked down to the boat we drove some livestock ahead of us. When we reached shore we slaughtered the livestock and took it aboard for provisions.

We were heading back to the large ship when we saw the ship of the king’s son, Rognvald, heading for us. We turned our ship directly at their ship and rammed it. Rognvald’s ship listed and took on water. We boarded and killed every last man on board; all thirteen of them. There was no resistance from the drunken fools.

As we headed back to the island I made up a verse.

 

We fought with no fear

Of future vengeance,

I dabbled my blade

In Bloodaxe’s boy.

In one galley Gunnhild’s son

With twelve gold-adorned men

Bleeding and broken:

Busy, these battle-hands.

Red Banner

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