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Do you trust them?

The Lothbroks? Of course,
I do not trust them.

They lie about everything.

But you're willing to
go to war with them.

Of course. We understand
each other. I also lie.

That's the way we proceed
and it seems to work.

Lying doesn't always work with me.

- Hello.
- My Lord.

Perhaps Ivar has
no intention of coming back.

Perhaps.

And you also?

We are making good your fleet.

This place always
reminds me of the...

The great ship-builder Floki.

Floki?

Don't tell me you have
never heard of him.

The famous Ragnar Lothbrok

sailed to England,
and then Frankia,

then to Valhalla on Floki's ships.

Did you know him?

Of course, I knew him.

Who didn't know him?

Gone now.

Perhaps all the
best ones are gone.

Floki used to say that his ships

never butted against
the waves like a goat,

but moved through them,

like a ripple.

I hope our craftsmen
are as skillful as he was.

Good work.

I need to speak with you.

We're about to leave?

Greenland?

I cannot wait.

You may have to.

I think it is still
possible that the Rus

will return, and...

attack Kattegat again.

In which case, I need to leave

someone in charge here who
I can trust to defend the town

and look after my interests.

This is your home.

You belong to Kattegat.

You no longer have to

risk anything, fear anything.

So...

I have decided to leave you
in charge of Kattegat.

Officially, you and Ingrid
will rule in my absence.

In reality, I've decided to
appoint you as temporary ruler.

If you and Ingrid disagree,
you will have the last say.

Thank you.

Why are you doing this?

Things are coming to a conclusion.

One has to make decisions.

What do you mean
"coming to a conclusion"?

I'm not entirely sure...

But I can feel it in my bones.

What have you two
been talking about?

The future!

I'm going away.

And you will have to remain here,
to give birth to...

our child.

I've ordered that you and Erik

should be joint rulers
in my absence.

I can rule.

Erik can organize the defenses.

You will be joint rulers.

That is my decision.

I'm sure you two
will come to some...

accommodation.

Why leave your land so soon?

I'm Viking.

I'm not one for settling,

for staying.

I need to travel onward.

And one day, I'm sure,

we will all be settled.

But, in the meantime...

I will still repair my ships...

and sharpen my ax and go to sea.

I like to feel the sharp wind

and the salt spraying on my face.

And when I feel that...

I'm free.

May the gods be with you.

Take it on the other side!

Now onward!

I never had any luck with women.

Keep your eyes open!

Argh!
Bring more rope!

We thank God in his mercy,

that he has protected
Wessex for so long

from the depredations
of the Vikings and the pagans.

Wessex gives thanks
to our gracious King Alfred,

and to the providence
of our Lord Jesus Christ.

We pray to almighty God

to give us the strength to
repel and slaughter the heathen,

should he ever return to
these blessed Christian lands.

God save the King!

God save the King!

God save Wessex!

God save Wessex!

And now, let us say the prayer,

which Jesus taught
to his disciples.

Amen.

Amen.

I don't think we
should attack the Royal Villa.

The Saxons must have increased
its fortifications and defenses.

I agree.

We must flush the King
out of his stronghold,

force him to fight us at
a place of our choosing.

Which would be?

Here.

Edington.
I remember it.

Ragnar carried me
up the steep hill

beyond the town to the
ramparts of an ancient fort.

Looking down the valley below,
he said,

"This is a perfect place
for a battle."

What are you thinking?

I was thinking,
"I hope he doesn't drown."

What do you want?

To take my place in your bed.

Nothing has been decided.

Harald is gone.
Likely never to return.

And you never loved him.

- That doesn't mean...
- Yes, it does.

I am the king-maker.

I saved Bjorn's life,
I saved Harald's life,

and now, I make myself king.

And you will be my queen.

Are you sure you really
want to marry a witch?

Yes. I think
it would be very exciting.

Take off your shirt.

Now turn around.

I want to see the marks.

Come to bed, my king-maker.

A rider, my Lord.

My Lord King,
I bring most urgent news.

A new Viking army
is approaching Wessex.

With at least 200 boats.

Do we know who these Vikings are?

So it is said, my Lord King,

they are Norwegians,
the sons of Ragnar Lothbrok.

I think we have reached here.

So far we haven't encountered
the Saxons, but from now on,

we will have to pass
their villages and towns.

And we don't want to risk any
large, unexpected encounter.

I have no doubt
they know we're upon the river.

That's why we should stop
trying to be invisible.

On the contrary, we should
announce our presence,

start spreading terror
among the local population.

Hvitserk and I will take
a party out tomorrow.

Hopefully, we can steal
some horses,

and find out if Alfred
is mustering an army.

Perhaps you can also
find something to eat.

You don't have to
come with me, brother.

Surely you're too important to be
either captured or killed by the Saxons.

We will leave at dawn.

Our scouts tell us that the Viking
army is encamped about here.

It's possible that they have plans
to meet with Viking settlements

or war bands along the
Mercian border or elsewhere.

They may wish to increase the size
of their already considerable force.

Their army is far too big
to ignore,

but we should try to engage it
on our terms.

We should monitor
their movement...

but at the same time, prepare our
own forces to move here to Chichester.

We have a large garrison there.
We have access to the sea.

So we must evacuate here?

Yes.

Although it pains me
more than I can say.

What kind of message does it
send out to the rest of Wessex

that the King
is abandoning his Royal Villa?

I suppose it sends a message
of comparative weakness.

And, unfortunately, we are weak.

We are surrounded by enemies

and now we face
another great Viking army.

One should never be afraid of the truth,
my sweet Elsewith.

What difference would it make
if I lied about our strength?

Far better to be honest. To
trust in the Lord, and be practical.

These lessons I have learned.

I can't bear it!

I can't bear the fact that
it's the same Vikings

that killed your grandfather
and your father!

And now here they are again. They will
never go away. They must always win!

Even when they are defeated,
they win!

What do you mean?

Well, whenever
they are defeated in battle,

the Vikings always offer
to make a deal.

They swear on their arm-rings, or they
even agree to conversion as Christians,

just so that
they can make the deal!

An exchange of hostages.
Some land for peace.

Whatever it is,
I've seen it again and again.

And it's often your fault.

You've been so keen on peace,

you've rushed in
and agreed to their terms!

But, for the most part,
they don't mean it.

They don't really convert.

They don't care if the hostages they
provide have to die for a broken promise.

Basically, they don't care.

And you, my love,
have always been their victim...

and I fear the same thing
will happen again.

I drive it
into the eye of Vigfadir.

I drive it
into the eye of Valfaoir.

I drive it
into the eye of Asathor.

Thor and Odin, hear my prayer,

and heed my commands

and bless this stave.

Thekkr. Fjolnir. Thundr. Freyr.

Thrumr. Fengr.

Yes! Do your work.

Whoa.

You take the right track.

You, take the reins.

In Thee, O Lord,
do I put my trust.

Let me never be put to confusion.

O God, be not far from me.

O my God, make haste for my help,

incline Thine ear unto me,
and save me.

Hear my prayer, O Lord,
and let my cry come unto Thee.

For my days are like a
shadow that declineth.

But Thou, O Lord,
shall endure forever.

Thou shalt arise,
and have mercy upon Wessex.

The time to favor her,
yea, the time set, is come.

So the heathen shall
fear the name of the Lord,

and all of the Kings
of the earth Thy glory.

Charge!

Shield wall! Shield wall!

Archers!

Charge! Charge!

Brace! Brace!

Loose!

Break them!

Take him down!

Archers, left! And right!

For Odin! Ivar!

Circle in! Circle!

Flanks out! Out!

Hold it! Hold it!

Now! Close in!

Close in!

Fight!

Take him down!

Ivar!

Retreat!

Fall back!

Yes!

You're still alive, huh?

As you can see.

What took you so long?

Godspeed, sir!

May God be with you!
Wessex is with you!

- Good boy.
- Thank you, Brother.

I'll let the horses rest.

Over here!
Take the horses to the front.

No, leave it there!

I hope you are proud of yourself.

"Proud"?

In what way?

Leaving the ancestral home
of the Kings of Wessex,

without even a fight.

Elsewith, they are just buildings.

It is just a place.

Surely you understand that
the spiritual home of our people

is vested not in a place,
but in a person.

It is only important that
Ivar does not capture me...

for I am Wessex.

- Quickly!
- All men on lookout!

- How are you feeling?
- Good.

Mmm.

What is it?

I commissioned this cloak for you.

Like it?

Yes.

I just want to make you happy.

And why would I not be happy?

I rule Kattegat.

And, more than that, I have you.

Life is perfect.

What did I tell you?
Is this not perfect?

King Alfred will be bound
to venture out to raise an army

and to visit his strongholds
in the south.

But wherever he goes...

we'll see him.

We should position scouts on
tops of all those surrounding hills

to warn of his approach.

And apart from that,

we just wait.

What is it? Erik!

It's my eye!

Show me.

I can't see!

- What's happened to you?
- I don't know! I don't know!

I'm half blind!

I'm half blind!

I drive it
into the eye of Valfaoir.

Yes!

- Can you see them?
- Keep your eyes open!

Just think, very soon,

all of this will be all ours.

Everything
as far as the eye can see.

All ours, my dear brother.

And Harald's, huh?

Nah.

It seems to me that King Harald's
days are probably numbered.

Wouldn't you agree?

No! No!

What happened to him?

No, no...

Erik.

What is it?

I'm blind.

Look!

- Torvi!
- What?

- Look!
- What?

I can't see.

Can't you see? Look!

Don't scare me, Ubbe.

I can't see anything.

You must be blind.

We made it.

You were right.

Everything that you said was true.

And I should have believed you.

Everybody should
have believed you.

Forgive me.

Please forgive me.

You don't need forgiveness,
Ubbe, son of Ragnar.

Because I know, deep inside,
you always believed.

And that is why we are here.

That is why we are here!