Rise of Rurik

Northumbria was defeated and lost, and the defeat was very embarrassing.

The living people threw away their armor and fled to the woods like crazy, and then went straight to Bamburgh to flee.

Behind him, the Viking army is already counterattacking regardless of primary or secondary.

The kingdom's cavalry suffered a crushing defeat, and the living felt that the king had died in battle. They don't care too much, they just want to speed up their escape.

But King Ernred was not dead, he was crushed to death by his dead mount. The cavalry who sent the king to evacuate, holding the reins of the king's mount, was dragged abruptly and fell off the horse by the fallen horse.

When he regained some energy, he saw the king who was pinned down and unable to move.

"Your Majesty, I will pull you out..."

The soldier tried it, but he couldn't accomplish this feat by himself.

At this moment, Ernred endured bitter tears, and his eyes were seeing the enemy who was catching up, like countless devils killing him.

"You! Soldier!"

"His Majesty……"

"Go away!" Ernred suddenly ordered, "Don't mind me, go away."

"Your Majesty, I must..."

"What's your name……"

"I'm John, John of Stockwood."

A nobody? Do not. Just a low-level aristocratic talent who has no merit and desires to make merit.

Ernred smiled and said with a breath: "John, go away? You must go back to Bamburg alive and inform everyone that I will give the throne to my youngest son Ella! You take me off The crown of yours, flee back and give it to Ella. Tell everyone that you must persevere against the barbarians."

John's heart nearly burst, and the savages were about to charge. He could assassinate the king and save him from being humiliated by his enemies, but Faith would not allow him to do so.

It is also because of belief that Ernred intends to seek death, but he can't bite his tongue to commit suicide, and even any suicide measures should not be taken. Because people who commit suicide will go to hell, he is convinced.

The king's crown is taken away,

Ernred watched the cavalry named John run away.

He fought the first defeat in his life, and this defeat alone is a big defeat.

Ernred opened his eyes, thinking only of using his mouth to provoke the enemy who had caught up to be stabbed to death by their sword.

Soon, Guyger took his brothers and killed them.

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It is reasonable for them to catch up with the fleeing enemy by hacking to death. Seeing this unlucky bastard being crushed by the horse, the Viking warrior resolutely raised his axe.

One of the brothers was about to chop when Guyger bravely bumped him aside.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"Calm down!" Geiger opened his arms, signaling his brothers not to be impulsive. "Look, this man is gorgeously dressed and even rides a horse. He should be a Northumbrian nobleman, or even their biggest leader."

Geiger's explanation immediately calmed people's hearts, and it was more honorable to capture the leader of the other party than to kill it outright.

"Come on, brothers, drag this guy out."

Ernred was quickly pulled out, and the sight of his gold-trimmed belt confirmed his dignity.

This person was yelling some incomprehensible words, and it was aimed at his expression, and everyone in Guyger knew that it was swearing.

Guyger hit his head with a fist, and Ernred fell into a coma.

"Brothers, keep chasing. Come two brothers, let's tie this man up and drag him back to Rurik quietly. Maybe Rurik of Ross can know who this man is."

A large number of Vikings rushed into the forest, and the fleeing Northumbrians did nothing, even if the priests stationed in the forest called for calm.

But the priests in the forest couldn't see the situation at all, and when they saw the danger coming, it was too late.

Priests, including the noble Bishop of Bamburg, were slaughtered indiscriminately.

Once upon a time when the nobles were just standing, the poor farmers would nod and bow when they saw them, or knelt down to lick the mud off their boots.

Their belief, the Vikings, did not admit it at all, and Odin's warriors cut them down, and then looted the gold and silver instruments carried by the priests, and the silver crosses around the necks of the deceased were looted.

Lin Mu gave the fugitives cover, and the weary Vikings lost patience after chasing them.

Covered in the blood of the enemy, they walked breathlessly back to the battlefield in the coastal open, littered with corpses.

Here are the corpses of the enemy, but the loss of their own people is really not small.

The Balmerk Vikings took the things they grabbed, sat around panting, and were temporarily free of the dead corpses beside them.

The battle lasted for nearly a morning, and the sun was in the middle of a long-awaited battle, and as Rurik had expected it was won.

The army was under his own control, and Rurik felt that victory was inevitable, and even the loss of the army was within his expectations.

Rurik had already planned for the worst. The so-called fighters that lost the raid and had to fight the enemy in a decisive position would lose a lot of advantages to the Vikings, so it was okay to kill 500 people.

Obviously things weren't that bad at all, but a lot of attrition is real.

After all, this group of Balmerks are fighting continuously these days. They are tired of teachers and soldiers. I am afraid that after this battle, the army has no more strength to continue fighting.

Rurik had thought that because of this victory, they had won a batch of trophies and won the great glory of an unprecedented victory, and they would be satisfied and determined to go home.

He felt that he had shot the great king of Northumbria, who must have been chopped into meat by Viking warriors in the rebellion.

The result was a huge surprise.

Alan Reid, who was lethargic, was thrown under the earthen platform, and Guyger under the platform looked happy.

"Brother Rurik, we probably caught a nobleman."

"It really is this person?" Rurik hurriedly jumped off the platform, he stared and muttered, "This person is their king?"

"How do I know?" Guyger continued to laugh, "If it's their king, I'll do a great job."

Biyonny, who was watching, came at the right time, and he patted Guy's shoulder, "It was Rurik who hit this man, but you still pulled him back, I thought you chopped this man to a pulp. "

"Ah? Is that so?"

"Of course. Otherwise the guy would escape."

Rurik was very pleased and asked again, "Is he dead?"

"No. It looks like it's not far from death."

"Give him a bandage first. I see his broken arm. It's not good if the blood runs out."

"Bandage? Why?" Geiger thought it was absurd. "According to our habit, I should chop off this head and bring it back to my hometown to show off."

Headhunter? Rurik's intuition was not necessary.

He stood up and gestured to Gagby Yongni, "This person should be a high-ranking noble, look at this gold belt, I even suspect that this person is the king of the enemy. But he doesn't have a gold crown, so I can't judge his true identity. You guys Don't worry, I'll let Paul ask."

"That prisoner's grain officer? You really regarded it as a treasure?" Biyongni exclaimed disdainfully.

Rurik shook his head and raised his hand, "That Paul is a hunting dog, we can use it now. Don't hurt this man. If it's a high-ranking noble, we can use him to blackmail him."

"Is it necessary?" asked Biyonni again.

Rurik cleared his throat, looked at the forest in the south, raised his hand and said, "We still have enough troops, the enemy is defeated, we take the opportunity to attack Bamburg. Our goal is gold and silver wealth, if we can use this noble to blackmail For the ransom, the brothers don't have to risk their lives to attack the city."

Their greed for wealth is insatiable!

Biyongni was instantly enlightened, and Geiger exclaimed his wit.

"He's the best king."

"probably."

Rurik looked at the two who were talking and laughing again, and said: "If this is a fake, we will kill him. I guess this man is the king who has lost his crown. Indeed, after this defeat, their king will be Suicide to apologize."

The poor Balmers actively cleaned the battlefield. Because of the appointment, any loot that the survivors got on the battlefield belonged to them. In a very short period of time, this group of guys had a lot of clothes Variety.

They plucked leather boots from the corpse and put them on their feet, and put bloody mail over their bodies. They seized an iron sword, and if it was bent in battle, they would step on it a few times until it was almost straight, replacing their hand axe.

Some people even smashed the heads of corpses with axes, just to get excellent teeth as special decorations.

Those who didn't get their belongings after attacking the monastery got more or less the spoils this time around.

However, people's greed is still insatiable. Those who get a lot of loot want to continue to plunder, and those who feel that they have less loot quickly have more opportunities.

As for those who died in battle, it was all over for them, and the spoils they kept were divided among the subordinate families.

There were more than 160 Balmer corpses gathered from the battlefield, which was naturally much less than the number of enemy corpses.

Among them, the decisive shock of the enemy cavalry in the final stage really caused the worst casualties of the Vikings. To make matters worse, almost all of the dead in this area were the fishermen and herders in Gashebi, and all of Geiger's brothers.

It was the third and largest battle the brothers had fought since entering Britain, and the brothers had lost 300 men before and after.

In the face of such a huge loss, the Vikings still maintained their morale.

Just like what Rurik told his brothers when he faced the nobles who were suspected enemies of the king. The brothers still have the opportunity to expand the results of the war and gain wealth, but everyone should be smarter, and it is not necessary to force the siege, even if everyone is still enthusiastic.

The Vikings were cleaning the battlefield all afternoon.

The corpses of the enemy were swept away, and finally became a pile of dazzling white strips.

The Balmers are not cannibalistic monsters, but they are not noble enough to bury the corpses of the enemy.

They found all their corpses, and considering the cremation of so many dead brothers, God knows how long the fire will burn. Simply some long ships carry corpses into the sea. They are all brave men on the sea. Since their souls have gone to Valhalla, this mortal corpse should be dedicated to the sea.

The sky was getting dark, and there were still nearly 700 Viking warriors who roasted horse meat and boiled wheat in pottery urns. Although the corpses of the enemy are attracting the patronage of crows, no one feels bad or terrifying, as if those corpses are nothing but ordinary things in nature, no different from trees and stones.

After a period of rest, the Northumbrian king Ernred, who had been bandaged, woke up.

His awakening immediately attracted a crowd including Rurik.

The setting sun shone on the haggard face of this middle-aged man. With great panic, Paul was ordered to act as an interpreter to deliver a message for the two groups.

No, Ernred, who had recovered his strength, did not hesitate to claim his noble identity, spitting stars and accusing Paul of being a traitor to the kingdom, pointing to the viciousness of the onlookers to destroy the Holy Land and kill the people.

But what's the point?

"I guessed it right, this man is really their king." Rurik pinched his waist and pointed at the grief-stricken Ernred with a smile.

Geiger was overjoyed, he turned his chest to face all the family leaders, "Even if this man was hit by an arrow from Rurik of Roth, it was our brothers in Vashoby who captured him in the end. You all saw it, I great credit.”

Biyonni nodded: "Brother, no one will deny your credit. But to be fair, it was Rurik of Ross who led us to win this battle, and it was my brother-in-law."

"Of course I have the greatest credit. Without my command and my powerful weapons, you may not be able to defeat them." Rurik didn't say what he said in his heart.

He raised his head and looked at everyone pretending to be humble: "We are all brothers, we are allies, and we all have credit for this victory."

Everyone reached a consensus and agreed, and no one denied that Rurik was the greatest feat.

At this moment, Ernred is a huge treasure. Since this person is the king, everyone completely agrees with the decision to take the enemy's king to Bamburg for ransom.

Ernred is not a fool. He can see that these guys don't want to cut off their heads. He also guesses exactly what the savage wants to do, that is, he will ask for the ransom, which is in his cognition. It's too normal. Of course, the king took the lead in the charge and died suddenly, which led to an immediate civil war in a kingdom or a new king, which was also common in Britain (a number of Northumbrian kings died in the war against Mercia).

The King of Northumbria twisted his bound body desperately. He found that his left arm was unconscious, and he looked closely at it and it was festering.

He continued to swear, especially cursing Edinburgh's food officer Paul, who worked for the savages, betrayed his faith and would go to hell.

But a pompous king standing in York's palace is now as humble as a sheep bound for slaughter. It's already such a field, how can you still be stubborn?

Paul had been a serf all his life, and he consciously found a fat man among the Vikings. With the support of the Vikings, he suddenly strengthened his will.

He stepped on very boldly and kicked the abusive king over.

"Hey! Paul, what are you doing?!" Rurik was taken aback.

Paul gritted his teeth and bowed to report: "Master, this person is abusing. Very vicious."

"Even so, I can't kick him, I have to exchange this person for money."

"It's...it's my fault."

Rurik pinched his chin, looking at the rebellious face of the king, he always felt that the man's abuse was to seek death.

Seeking death? Since you don't dare to commit suicide, do you want me to do it for you? How does that work? After cutting this person, the brothers have to force the siege again.

Rurik gestured to Paul: "This king is too arrogant. Go and find a way to humiliate him."

Paul understands it, and his humiliation is really disgusting. He lifted his robes, fart in the face of the king, and forced to go to the toilet without shame.

The stench of this move caused Rurik to shove Paul aside, and all the Vikings onlookers laughed wildly.

This is not over, Paul quickly crouched before the king's wet and stinky face again, and said viciously: "In your kingdom, I am only a slave. In the Rus, I will live a good life. God has not blessed you. Kingdom, you are a tyrant, you have killed thousands of people, God made you destroy!"

Ross? ! Ernred heard the word "Ross" for the first time.

Ross? What kind of barbarian? Something to do with the Picts?

Until now, Ernred still didn't know what the enemy he was fighting against was. He quickly understood the three words "Rus", "Norrse" and "Vikingr". The words were simply the enemy from the sea, even One thing frightened him even more.

Because Paul said it very clearly: "It was them who destroyed Lindisfarne forty years ago, and now they are here again. This is the fate of Northumbria, and this is God's punishment for you. ."