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... of their armor by the efficient Viking scavengers. He looked at the dead horse he had crushed with the trebuchet arm. It was a gruesome sight, but his engineer’s brain was focusing on the method.
I got lucky, Ragnar thought, rubbing his shoulder. If that rope hadn’t snapped just right, or if the horse had been two seconds faster, I’d be a shish kebab on a Saxon lance right now.
He looked at his hands.
"I need an equalizer," he muttered.
He walked over to the treb ...
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