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Harold Hardrada sailed southwest from Norway on August the 12th. En route to England, he stopped here in the Viking earldom of the Orkneys to pick up yet more men and yet more ships to add to his already formidable fleet. Expectations must have been high. The Norsemen could almost smell triumph in the summer winds. There would have been feasting, and singing and the reading of poems, some of them doubtless written by Hardrada himself. And it may be here that Tostig joined the Viking fleet. If he did and if he looked out at the water and saw the 300 ships, his little heart must have skipped a beat to think of the catastrophe awaiting his brother. Together, Tostig and Hardrada would be unstoppable, invincible. Or would they? |
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hā dé ěr dá zài 8 yuè 12 rì yóu nuó wēi xiàng xī nán fāng xiàng chū fā, tú jīng wéi jīng rén zài ào kè ní qún dǎo de lǐng dì shí, tā xià chuán tiāo xuǎn le gèng duō shì bīng hé chuán zhī zhuàng dà le tā běn yǐ kě wèi de chuán duì. nuó wēi rén de qī wàng yí dìng fēi cháng gāo, yǐ zhì yú tā men dōu néng wén dào xià rì fēng zhōng shèng lì de wèi dào. wèi le qìng zhù, tā men bì rán chī hē wán lè, sòng dú shī gē, hā dé ěr dá běn rén wú yí yě yǎ xìng le yī bǎ, kě néng jiù zài zhè lǐ. tuō sī tí gē jiā rù le wéi jīng rén de chuán duì, ruò zhēn rú cǐ, dāng tā kàn jiàn sān bǎi sōu zhàn chuán shí, xiǎng dào tā de xiōng zhǎng jí jiāng miàn lín de zāi nàn, dìng bù jīn wèi zhī jī dòng, tuō sī tí gē hé hā dé ěr dá lián shǒu, jiāng huì tiān xià wú dí. zhēn de huì shì zhè yàng ma? |