Fast ships had passed the baltic sea and brought message from the realm.

The Saxons are plundering our lands my Konungr.
Dietrich den Uxi didn't answer. The Saxon army couldn't be stopped by now. There were neither men nor supplies to defend the homeland. Terrible but not changable.
But the next messenger had indeed unexpected news.
An Anglian fleet is at our coast Mylord.
How many? Who commands them? We don't know Mylord.
The bad news kept coming. A decision had to be made as it seemed while the bold men and warriors of Sweden hunted the Irish and Germans so they would face battle the Anglian cowards had come to take their share of the plunder.
Anger started to boil inside the king's eyes.
Are they not men that stand on the battlefield? Don't they have courage to fight a foe when the morning mist is shattered by the first light of day? Won't they come to find us where we are? I await them here!
He ordered one of his squires to prepare a burnt offering for Oden the protector of his people.
Meanwhile send notice to the local chieftains. Don't waiste time and men by fighting a far too strong enemy. Gather the people in the fortress of Dietrichsborg. There they will be safe for now.

For the dusk a meeting of all warlords of the realm was announced. None of them was at home they were all in Denmark with their Konungr. They would not suffer from the plundering they would not die. And that was why the armies in Sweden couldn't break the armies in Denmark. A few dead peasants were of no interest for Dietrich den Uxi.