Rise of Rurik

The fake king John is standing at the front of the city. Now he has no intention of coming to the lucky queen Anna again. Look at the current situation. Once the messenger is gone, there is no more text. surrounded.

Looking at the posture, he believes that the enemy refuses to negotiate, and intends to attack Bamburgh during the day and kill everyone.

Just attack and destroy Bamburgh? These barbarians have destroyed Edinburgh, then Lindisfarne, and now Bamburgh!

Suddenly, John felt that his actions for a few days were absurd, like the description of the end times in the book of Revelation. The so-called demons came into the world to destroy everything, and people before their demise were wanton promiscuous and slaughtered everywhere.

Isn't that what happened in Bamburgh these days?

Looking at those bonfires is really heart-wrenching.

John hurried down the city wall, squeezed into the already overcrowded Bamburgh Abbey, and knelt down and prayed to the icon.

He prayed to God for forgiveness of his sins, to defeat the enemy tomorrow and to persevere to force the enemy to run out of supplies and evacuate.

As for moving soldiers to York! The guilty John knew he had no right to do so, his power was not officially recognized, and in the current situation, who would dare to be a messenger?

Outside the city has been surrounded by barbarians, Bamburgh is an isolated city.

The people in the city prayed for a miracle, and the soldiers of the garrison saw the enemy's formation, and suddenly lacked confidence in the future battle, but they still had to fight.

The fight wasn't for John at all, it was for his own survival.

It's just that they didn't know that the king Ernred, who was rumored to be dead, had changed his posture and stood in the dense bonfire under the city.

In the early morning, dense fog filled the world.

Rurik woke up in the wet and had to get up after complaining about the humidity of Britain.

He leaned over to the nearest campfire, dried the dampness with the flames, and chatted with his friends before the wheat was cooked.

The sun gradually dispelled the morning fog, and the Viking army finally revealed their true colors.

Two wheelbarrows were joined together, some freshly felled pine trunks were piled on the carts quickly, and a siege ram was being built at a rapid pace.

Four torsion slingshots and all bull catapults are being commissioned,

After debugging, it was moved to a distance of about 100 meters from the wooden wall of Bamburgh. Then there were people with throwing objects such as stones and javelins, and placed them next to the heavy weapons.

Looking at the battle, not only the Bamburgh defenders who were fighting, but also the Balmerks and the Shetlanders themselves, felt that the boss of Laoliurik had changed his mind and wanted to storm the city.

The people who had eaten the wheat felt full of power, roaring at the wooden wall, sometimes making noise with the axe beating on the wooden shield, and others blowing the horn.

The Vikings made a lot of noise again, and the Bamburgh defenders were shocked to take up their weapons.

John in the city began to assemble his soldiers, but faced with a large number of soldiers with dull eyes, trembling hands holding spears, and even diapers, with such an army, he could defend and win.

Although Queen Anna was canonized as Palace Chancellor, everyone knows that this title is not legal at all. It's just that the enemy soldiers are under the city, and the defenders have nowhere to ask for help, so the soldiers support such a character as the commander.

As for getting brothers to support John in the future, he needs at least a clear major contribution.

"The battle is about to break out. John, you remember. Only when you win with your brothers will we support you as king." There are cavalry warriors who don't give John any respect.

Seeing that John was silent for a while, another infantry centurion shouted: "If we are defeated, everyone will die. If you show cowardice in battle, everything will be over."

"Yes! If you dare to be cowardly, we will... kill you!" Another soldier shouted.

The situation gradually became very delicate. Regardless of the mentality of the re-armed defeated soldiers, at least on the surface, they showed courage.

John was really powerless to say anything with high fighting spirit. There were thousands of women and children in the city, and although there were 2,000 troops, only 500 people could really fight.

He bravely climbed up to the top of the city, and the terrifying sight almost made him fall from the building.

Looking at the approaching enemy, the warriors holding bows and spears on the city walls were all shivering.

The Vikings themselves were not many, but Rurik had a relatively wide formation.

The seashore landing site in the distance, where thick blue smoke is bubbling, gives the defenders a terrifying possibility-maybe this force is just a vanguard, and there are still a large number of enemies eating on the seashore.

Balmerk Vikings were arranged in thin shield walls, their bodies guarding heavy weapons at the ready.

Rurik never gave up on forcibly sieging the city. If his plan to persuade surrender failed, he would resort to violence.

Persuading himself to surrender is not his preference, and even if it evolves into a storm, this storm should have some new tricks.

Rurik raised his head and squinted at the people above the city, turned and shouted at the king of the broken arm: "Now, take your people to seize your own power. If you can dissuade the defenders from killing the king before opening If the city surrenders, I will definitely follow the agreement.”

"Okay! I will. But..." King Ernred paused; "If you don't follow the agreement, God will punish you."

"Really? Maybe. You don't have a choice now."

Ernred did not have a choice. He finally had more than seventy tired and frightened warriors.

The Viking Front made way, with Ernred holding his sword, followed by the trembling messenger Jacques holding a tattered kingdom flag, two priests holding a cross temporarily bound with branches, and about seventy men holding only sharpened The stick warriors followed.

Where is this army? More like a group of beggars escaping famine.

However, quite a lot of people still have orange-colored clothes on their bodies, and their ragged outfits still prove that they are Kingdom Warriors.

The men followed behind Ernred, daring to approach the wooden wall.

At this moment, the defenders on the city wall witnessed the wonders displayed by the enemy under the city, and they were all at a loss in their speech.

"Am I dazzled? Those people, why do they look more and more like our people?" John said to himself, feeling more and more incredible, until he saw a one-armed sword bearer under the city.

Not only John, but a group of regular soldiers of the kingdom saw a familiar person.

that man! Even if he lost his gorgeous clothes and even lost an arm, that face looked like King Ernred no matter what!

Is the king still alive? Or is it simply a man who resembles a king?

Ernred had no time to carry the suspicions of the people in the city. He held up his sword and shouted: "I am Ernred! King of Northumbria! I order you to open the city gates! "

As soon as these words came out, the people on the city wall were speechless and at a loss in shock.

Seeing this, Ernred continued to shout, for fear that the other party would not understand.

He walked around the city with his sword in hand, roaring continuously: "Hurry up and open the door! I am your king! I am Ernred!"

Obviously they are all their subordinates and their own courtiers, and their indifferent actions make Ernred feel more and more isolated.

Feeling terrified, he finally held the sword and raised the head of the city, scolding: "John! John who betrayed me! You are swaying my throne! The righteous warrior of Northumbria, kill me for the treason! Open the gate of the city! Don't worry, these Vikings are my saviours who moved in to take back the throne. Help me kill the false king, and if it's a farmer, I'll be exempt from all taxes in my life! If it's a soldier, immediately be promoted to a baron!"

Not to mention, Ernred's words touched the hearts of many people.

John was indeed a usurper, and when he felt guilty, he felt that the eyes of the soldiers around him became ambiguous, as if his head made them receive a certificate of merit.

But wait, those savages are clearly murderous devils.

Just when he has just grasped the power and is about to make a grand plan, how can he be taken away by the suddenly "resurrected" king? If you are cowardly now, you are waiting to be liquidated, and the result will be death by torture.

With a single heart, John drew his sword and pointed at the king under the city. At this moment, he was sure that the man with the broken arm was Ernred. Unfortunately, he was obviously a nobleman who had to take orders to serve, and now he must die.

He thought of an excuse and shouted: "Kingdom warriors! Our king is dead! Now the devil under the city has resurrected a dead body, and he is tricking us into opening the city, and then everyone will be killed!"

As soon as this statement came out, many superstitious people were tempted by John to believe it.

John directly ordered the archery: "Even if it is the king, he made a contract with the devil. The king sold his soul and betrayed us. Ernred is a traitor to the kingdom. Archer! Shoot arrows!"

For a very simple reason, after the opening of the city, who can guarantee that the barbarians will not rush in and slash everywhere? The defenders were all aware of the armed situation in the city. Bamburg seemed to be crowded, but it was actually a small group of soldiers and a lot of sheep.

More than a dozen archers let go of their arrows without much thought. They focused on Ernred, and it was considered that the old boy had fought for half his life. Although he broke an arm, he did not lose his ability to dodge.

He rolled over to avoid all the arrows, and hurriedly fled towards the Viking camp with his sword in hand.

The people who followed him also fled for their lives. They were supposed to be priests who maintained their dignity.

Three unlucky people were hit by arrows, and the two escaped from the danger zone with arrow wounds. The most unlucky one was killed on the spot by a coincidental sword.

Ernred stood in front of Rurik, hunched and panting, clutching the hilt.

Whether he admits it or not, it is clear that his plans to take the throne with a single mouth have come to nothing. Looking at the current situation, if this group of Vikings is mainly to make money and food slaves, the usurper John is drawing wages from the bottom of the pot.

Once you think about it like this, the barbarians in front of you are no longer simply barbaric.

Rurik looked at the city wall with a sullen face: "I expected this kind of thing to happen."

The grief-stricken Ernred looked like he was about to crush the hilt of his sword, and he thought that he should indeed cooperate with the barbaric Vikings. "The whole Bamburgh is a traitor! Help me take back the throne, you can take everything in the city!"

Hearing that, Biyonny, Guyger and the others were all moved.

On the other hand, Rurik remained sane. He patted Ernred on the shoulder: "King of Northumbria, it seems that you still haven't figured out the situation! When did I promise to help you regain the throne? However, the situation is now It has really changed."

After all, he shouted: "Brothers! Prepare to attack the city! Remember, any resistance must be killed! Give up the resistance and spare a life."

The order has been issued, and the Vikings have a big move right away.

Perhaps from the beginning, he should not have been dawdling with the King of Northumbria, causing the army to waste the Vikings' maneuverability and surprise.

But it's okay, the army took a rest, and now I'm very confident in breaking the city in one fell swoop.

The Vikings started a siege battle, and in this battle, the Northumbrian king Ernred became a spectator.

What happened next shocked him.

A large number of Viking warriors holding huge round shields protected most of their bodies, and slowly approached the wooden wall in a relatively neat team.

Behind him were some people carrying long wooden ladders, apparently the Vikings planned to climb up the ladder.

Perhaps climbing the ladder is just a non-essential method among the various means. The highlight is the four-wheeled wooden cart full of wooden slats. Once a heavy vehicle has a tendency to break through the wooden door.

The Vikings' projectile weapons are in full swing! Now Ernred finally understood what kind of blow he had suffered on the beach.

Are these the weapons that fire the rocks? It looks like a combination of rope and wood, but it can launch rocks over great distances?

And their fancy bows. Where is the bow? Is there a bow lying down and firing in this world? and many more? Is that bow arm still iron?

The former Balmers knew nothing about siege warfare, and since entering the Great British Island, they learned to fight in battle. Now these hundreds of people have become masters of siege warfare. As the saying goes, the strong men who survived the first battle become veterans, and the veterans who survived the second battle directly become elites.

These Balmers who siege the city, this battle is already their third siege battle.

Rurik used the tricks he used to direct the Rus to siege the city and used it to direct these people.

The battle went very smoothly. The Bamburgh defenders, who were weak in strength and lacked long-range weapons, tried to stop the enemy from climbing the city wall by shooting arrows and throwing stones and pottery urns, but the city wall quickly became a hell on earth.

The Shetlanders always behaved in fear of death. They were ordered to throw arrows in the rear to provide support, objectively suppressing the defenders at the front of the city.

The bull catapult indiscriminately throws stones into the city, and the effect of creating panic is more deadly than smashing the enemy.

As for the torsion slingshot, it was a heavy-duty sniper device. Some of the defenders in the city were directly smashed by a conical cast iron bullet under John's nose.

John felt that this was his destiny and that defeat was inevitable. He hurriedly pulled down the wooden wall, only to be hit by a stray arrow in the shoulder.

"Ah!" He fell heavily to the ground and pulled out the arrow with a ruthless force.

"Damn, my chainmail can't protect against this?"

When he took a closer look at the arrow cluster, he saw that the long and sharp iron arrow cluster was indeed not the arrow of the country. He suddenly understood that the arrow was made by barbarians to break armor.

Although the city gate was bolted, the violent vibration was like a hammer hitting his heart.

John knew a way to escape from the back door. Even if there were enemies in all directions of the city, if he continued to stay in the city, it would be a dead end.

Kingship? Possession of the queen's body? wealth?

forget it! Escape now.

He didn't care about the injury on his shoulder, he found a wooden board and put it on his head, and fled to the back door under the attack of arrows and stones.

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As everyone knows, some soldiers have been staring at John's actions.

Just as he was about to reach the back door, more than a dozen Kingdom Warriors rushed up and rammed him to the ground with a sap.

When John was pulled by his hair and his head was pulled up, in extreme pain, he saw the queen with the little prince Ella, standing in front of him with a blank face.

Suddenly, there was a bang in the distance.

It's the door! The siege rusher slammed the wooden door open, and in the roar of shouting and killing, the Vikings holding the battle axe rushed into the city.

But Queen Anna was not at all afraid. She regained her former arrogance, raised her boots and stepped directly on John's head, pressing her head into the black soil mixed with feces and urine: "I already know all about it. My king has returned, I There is no more compromise. You are not the minister, nor the king! Now, I will hand over you, the usurper, to the king for disposal!"