Rise of Rurik

"The Rise of Rurik ()"

No, the people in Visby saw the redness of the east of the hill that night. This terrifying vision made people insane after the war.

What Harald expected happened as expected.

Some guys who coveted the wealth of big merchants, they were a group of men, specifically a group of pure pirates. They don't want to sacrifice to defend Visby, they just want to find an opportunity to steal from this trading stronghold. Thieves are the oldest profession, and now they are armed bandits!

They began to harass the wealthy merchants who had lost their mercenaries. Some looting was successful. They broke through the wooden walls of the merchants' houses, killed the sons and daughters of the merchants who could not protect them, defiled their daughters, and searched for gold and silver to destroy them. They are usually jealous of the wealth of big businessmen, and now is a good time to vent their revenge. Inspired by it, some refugees also joined the looting.

The civilians under the fear turned into a mob, and the five big businessmen who fled back, including Harald, will now fight to protect their homes and homes! Like the Rus, they had to use extremely brutal tactics against any attackers. Because those bandits are the young warriors and female warriors of the day, the former friendly forces have become enemies, and if they succeed, they will be the genocide of the merchants.

A mound of 100 meters above sea level separates the two worlds. On the battlefield to the east, thousands of dead corpses lie peacefully. Some of the nocturnal ravens peck at the dead corpses, while the Rus army is burning its own war dead. In Visby to the west, the local people are fighting a civil war, and they have not many people left, and now they are killing each other.

In order to protect her home, Asraki led her female bodyguards, standing high on the wooden wall to resist the enemy with spears, and used bows and arrows to disperse them. Although only sixteen years old, who can say that she is not a female warrior? Her heroic appearance is quite like a Valkyrie. Could it be that such a fairy really wants to become a gift for peace? For whom do you seek forgiveness from the Rus? Visby's raging crowd?

Her father Harald was extremely troubled.

In the face of such a dilemma, Harald was completely disappointed with Visby, and he even hoped that the Ross people had killed and chopped these guys into surimi.

As for his family, he gave Asraki, kneeling down and blaming the dead Haken for the guilt of the war. Finally, he declared his allegiance to the leader of Ross, and provided a sum of money, so that the family would not be destroyed.

Visby's chaos lasted all night, as the so-called rout soldiers and gangsters are not much different. They failed on the battlefield, knowing that they were doomed, and they were clearly doing their last madness before dying, and Wes was the same purgatory.

When the early morning sun shines on the earth and the sea, the fleet of Rus people continues to float quietly on the sea, arranged like chains, and the torsion slingshots on ships continue to stand by.

The sun shone on Visby's cluttered alleys, on the litter of corpses, and a group of half-dead guys.

The smell of burnt incense permeates the alley, which is the wonderful taste of a sheep that has lost its owner being boiled.

Those robbers who have become "leaders" have no access to wheat and fish, but fat sheep at their fingertips. The chubby sheep should be mowing their wool, but the bandits who are eager to fill their stomachs now know that they are unable to manage the value of sheepskin and wool, and it is the last word to eat meat.

Of course they didn't want to bury Visby with him, but how could it be easier said than done to escape from this targeted city?

They have to fill their stomachs and wait and see what happens, and take the time to escape.

Visby's inherent natural order has completely disintegrated. Now whoever has the biggest fist can act as the very short-lived boss before the Ross army sweeps the entire harbor. Those thieves who often hide in the gutter once became the kings of Visby, but they are still powerless in the face of several big businessmen who still have strong fighting power.

No, in the early morning, many merchants who had been fighting all night evacuated to the beach with some money boxes, and they pushed off the long boat and began to forcibly evacuate. They were in a hurry, and along the way, there were individual bandits with weapons staring at them, but they were only paying attention.

No one who wanted to flee was hindered,

They need this group of brave merchants to find their way.

This is really courting death, because the Rus' ships are waiting for the rabbit!

It is best for the fleeing businessman to succeed, so that the robbers can take the gold and silver with them and row a long boat to evacuate this terrifying island. Even if the success rate of escape is not high in the end, they should try hard, at least it is better than sitting still.

Except for Harald of the Khrorev family who ordered the family to stick to their own courtyard, the last four big merchants and their few dependents brought more than 50 boxes of silver coins in total and began to paddle hard to break through the Ross ship. Team blockade.

In a critical moment, go to hell with any stored goods! The fugitive merchants don't care about the copper coins they have in stock.

How much is the copper coin worth? More than 50 boxes of coins are all genuine gold and silver, and among them are a batch of Baltic special gemstones - amber.

In fact, they carried very valuable property, and it was also the original capital for the comeback that they swore to defend against the bandits last night.

The merchants were all imagining that they would flee to the southern seas as soon as possible after breaking the Russ blockade, stop at Burnholm to buy some supplies and slaves, and then go straight to Hazelby to open up new horizons.

The early morning sun was a little dim, and there was still a layer of mist on the sea.

The red light on the island illuminated the sky last night, and Gould knew with his toes that something big was going on there. The so-called major event is a decisive battle!

Although Gould did not have any ability to communicate with the Ross army on the shore, he acted completely according to the plan before the decisive battle, that is, he insisted on blocking the Visby Harbor before receiving a clear order, and must sink all the escaped ships.

Gould had slept lightly in the past night, and most of the old and weak and armed women on the deck were on guard, with the wooden crossbow in their hands always on alert. Now the Ross tribe can only fill the ship's forces with the weakest personnel, and their chance to fight again comes.

Seeing the approaching fleet of ships, Gould's sleepy eyes were instantly diluted by tension.

"It's so brave! Do you think that if you act together, you can break through? Don't you think that merchant ships can't be well armed?"

The flag representing "battle" was quickly pulled to the top of the mast of the Avlora, and the ships saw this flag, old and young, men and women, and the people on board went into battle.

To do business with the strong, a smart businessman must pay attention to contracts. When doing business with the weak, it is more appropriate to rely on the strong to bully the weak.

Gould imagines fighting as a business, where opponents look menacing but are in fact weak. kindness? Do not! They must all be turned into fish feed.

Obviously, no fool would attack the Avrora, which is like an island.

In the eyes of the fugitive merchants, the Avlora was indeed too large. She is so big, so she must not be able to travel fast. They took it for granted that the Ross ships that blocked the port were just cargo ships. What were the cargo ships? They are all low-speed things, and long ships carrying gold and silver coins can quickly cross and leave the enemy behind. Some people also remembered the failure of the previous wave of escapees, but unfortunately the new escapees chose to ignore them. They were gambling, and they could only go one way to the dark when they left the port.

Reality ruthlessly crushes their luck!

As soon as the escaped fleet tried to leave the harbour, they ran wildly in the northwest direction and south. They never thought that the big boat of the Rus people would come running wildly on the waves.

The Avlora was full of sails, and her copper-reinforced bow ramming horn was like a bronze battle axe, mercilessly smashed the first longship with the coercion of the queen of the sea, and many people on board were directly killed. He smashed his skull and crushed his spine and died instantly.

Then came the second and third ships, and the total of three long ships turned into two and quickly sank on the spot.

Oh no! The longship didn't really sink.

The wreckage of the broken longship was on the seabed. After all, it was still two kilometers ahead of Visby Cove before it could enter the deep water.

When he was young, Gould came to Visby by chance. That encounter was based on the business habits of merchants. He especially investigated some of the hydrological conditions here.

The water depth of the sea where the naval battle took place is only about three meters, and the current draft of the empty Avlora is only a little over one meter, and the draft of the fleeing longships is even shallower.

The fugitives who fell into the water spontaneously cling to driftwood and ship wrecks. They choked a lot of brackish sea water, trying to stabilize their emotions and figure out the situation.

They have no right to rest, only because the arrows of terror follow.

There was no need for Gould to give orders, and the Rus on the ship fired arrows.

What are the operating skills of the wooden crossbow? The weight of the bow arm is low, and the old man can also step on it and wind it quickly. The arrow is installed, the wooden support is against the shoulder and the cheek, the shooter looks at the rear sight on the circlip and the front sight protruding from the front end, aiming at the three o’clock and one line and shooting immediately.

The crossbow turned the old and weak among the Rus into deadly hunters in an instant. Those with age spots and unshaven beards, those who saw the arrows vomited blood desperately, immediately recalled their youthful bravery. It's the guy in the hand, it's the new weapon that Rurik invented to make old warriors great again.

As the saying goes, arrows fired by children are just as deadly as those fired by adults.

Not only the arrows, but the cast iron projectiles fired by the Torsion Slingshot of the Avlora also used extremely strong penetrating power to pierce the bottom of the enemy ships that were not attacked.

Just a big ship, Avrora, blocked the escape route of the follow-up enemy ships.

The ensuing battle was completely one-sided, and the heroic act of the Avlora attracted other cargo ships to come, and started a feast of smashing and destroying the enemy.

All ships have extremely hard bulbous bows, and even if there is no copper reinforcement, the hard nature of air-dried oak is hard for any ship to resist, including themselves of course.

During the melee, the Avrora rampaged. She was not afraid of the enemy at all. She was most afraid of the accidental collision of the red-eyed friendly forces on both sides of her ship. If it really touched it, it must not be a big hole, and it is not impossible even to overturn in water.

Fortunately, today's Avrora is really lucky. The wooden statue on the bow is really possessed by a Valkyrie, giving the whole ship huge fighting power.

Archery was the icing on the cake, and the core of the battle was still the bulbous bow of each ship.

Like a swarm of piranhas attacking a helpless duck, the fugitive merchants who have gathered in wailing have lost all their boats, and have fallen into the water themselves, their thick clothes sucking the water and dragging people down. Even if you take off your clothes in an emergency and float on the water, you will encounter arrows that fly, or even spears poked by the people on the boat.

It's a very strange thing, Gould is also similar in age to this group of businessmen. A long time ago, the young Gould visited Visby and had a relationship with some local businessmen. He actually had encounters with these drowning merchants, but unfortunately he doesn't remember, even if he thinks about it, it can't be a reason to spare his life. Because Gould never owes them anything, and now that all the family members have immigrated to Rus, they must perform their tasks according to the requirements of the Duke of Rus.

A businessman shouted for help with open arms: "Don't kill me! I brought a lot of money and can buy my life!"

money? ! a lot of money? !

Hearing this word, the murderous Gould instantly turned back into the money-loving elephant seal.

The torsion slingshot that was supposed to shoot accurately was suspended, and Gould hurriedly ordered the various soldiers on the deck to stop for the time being.

Lying on the broadside, he licked his pig-headed head and sneered arrogantly: "Is your life precious? You are just a fat seal, and you will be killed soon."

"I have money! A lot of money! If you can spare me, let me get on the boat!"

"Are you really rich? Where's your money?"

"It's in this water, in the long boat you sunk! That's ten chests of silver coins, plus gold and jewels. I'll trade these treasures for my life."

Gould, trying to make sure he heard it right, asked again, stunned by the wealth.

"Ah! What I sank was actually a fleet that transported gold and silver?!" Gould felt that he had made a reckless battle decision, but it was a pity that the sea was full of Ross ships with great military achievements, low and low. There are also longboats of the same type, but they are strewn across the seabed, like a flooded forest.

Ten boxes of silver coins, isn't that a thousand pounds of silver? ! If the people of Gotland followed the tradition of doing business in the wider world, that a leather-wrapped wooden box was only stuffed with a hundred pounds of silver, then there would be huge sums of money lying on the seabed near the Avrora!

"How? This money can..."

"No." Gould sighed, and slowly extended his round right hand with a gemstone ring on each finger. All the soldiers present knew that this was a signal to prepare to shoot.

"Why?!" The drowning businessman was shocked, but death suddenly came.

The Rus gave a clean death to the great merchant who escaped the decisive battle in Bridge Village last night.

The ship-destroying cast iron bullet of the torsion slingshot directly smashed the businessman's head, and before the nerve signal could give feedback, the person was already dead. In a sense, this person died without any pain or suffering.

But the situation of many drowning people is tragic. The wounds created by the arrows on their bodies were not fatal for a while. The injured struggled desperately and finally died of suffocation in the water.

A one-sided, unsuspenseful naval battle ended when the mist dissipated.

The morning sun had washed away the chill of the morning, and all that remained in Visby's bay was one of the giant jibs of the Ross fleet, and the blue-and-white "paddle flag" flying from the top of the mast.

The people watching the battle on the shore were all shocked and overwhelmed. The spies sent by Harald rushed back and reported to their masters the destruction of those big merchants.

Harald was dazed on the spot. He really didn't expect the Rus people to be so terrifying, and their naval battles were merciless.

When his aging head rested on his daughter Asraki's knees, he slowly woke up, and when he saw her daughter's fairy-like face, he suddenly muttered: "It seems that I should make peace with the Rus people. Asraki. "

"Father... are you alright?"

"You...maybe you are the leader of the Rus people, the only way to survive for our family."

Hearing that, the young female warrior was stunned. The wise Asraki already fully understood her father's intentions, and of course she refused, but according to the rules, marriage is a means of bringing about a peaceful end to disputes. Father, mother, elder brother and younger brother, as well as the few servants, all live together day and night, how can they be buried with Visby? What's more, the current Visby is no longer prosperous, it is only one step away from the ruins.

Asraqi's eyes were trembling, she said nothing, then put her face aside and wept silently.

So far, Harald knew that his daughter had tacitly agreed to his decision. And he himself should, in the name of the family, strive to pay the price from the Rus to buy peace that belongs only to the Krorev family. As for the other Visby residents? forget it! These gangsters just happened to be in Visby right now, and the bloodthirsty Ross army would kill them like a stomping ant.

"Help me up! Daughter!"

Then, Harald stood up slowly, his hands slapped on Asraqi's tender but firm shoulders, although it was very useless and shameful, he could only sacrifice his daughter for the sake of his family. He felt sorry, and then stared sideways at his tearful wife: "Make her the most beautiful fairy, and soon, I will go and talk to the Russ in person. I hope they will reward our family with peace because of the fairies."