Saxons could be pretty obtuse as a peoples but being one of them I hold them dearly.
what an irony...fight those pesky raiders for 100s of years and then in 1066 they just waltzed right in under another name and took over forever....more or less though the Saxon bloodline did sneak back in with Henry II’s momma.
oh well brutal necessities of brutal times
there is a story of a Viking King who is captured by the Saxons and as they are about to roast him alive he declares defiantly something like “laugh now because even though the boar is in a pickle when my little piglets hear of this they will surely squeal...and squeal;
he had several sons who all henceforth waged war on the Saxon lands brutally and whose greatgrandchild was ultimately William the Conquerer who as mentioned above waltzed in with a new fancy name
Pretty sure they roasted him alive for good reason. :’)