Rise of Rurik

Chapter five hundred and ninety seventh York's fall

The Northumbrian warriors who defended the city were shivering, and they saw the Viking army rushing towards York, as if the Ouse River was flooding and sleeping, and it would destroy the city.

Their arms were trembling even when they were pulling the bow, which meant the arrows that the opponent had shot into the city before, and the earl Grey Woolf, who was guarding the city, was a little relieved.

He had inspected the Viking arrows, the conical clusters of arrows, and was surprised that they did not appear to be pure iron. The arrow clusters are all of the same style, and the "stones" that came in, the blacksmiths who took refuge said that these were iron, the strange iron they saw for the first time.

Can mere savages do this?

If the attackers were the army of the Frankish kingdom, Greywolf could still understand, but their flags were marked with blue stripes, and some flags had black bird patterns, not irises at all.

When he saw that the siege fighters were carrying a lot of ladders, he immediately felt that something was wrong.

"Soldiers! Get your stones ready, the barbarians are building ladders, smash them to death!"

Chengtou has prepared a batch of stones, but is this enough? Grey Woolf greeted his subordinates to continue carrying stones, but the Vikings' offensive firepower also began.

Rurik deliberately took his main force to keep a distance from the main attacking Balmerk army.

The soldiers of the first flag team lined up in the queue, looking at the allies who were sieging the city, how could it be an envy to tell.

They have their duty to guard all the bowmen behind them.

Rurik stood in the line with his sword, and many flags fluttered around him.

All the archers were assaulted and arranged in relatively regular columns of five.

A hundred people stood in a compact column, each with ten arrows in front of them.

After the archer matrix, there are torsion slingshots and trebuchets with shooting angles up to the sky, which are supported by thirty heavy weapons.

Rurik swung his dagger, and the support began immediately.

There was a dense whizzing sound in the air, and the whirling feather arrows formed a rain of arrows, forming a probability of hitting the area with a width of more than 100 meters and a distance of nearly 50 meters.

But this area is the key point behind the city wall. The defending army reserve troops are busy carrying stones to the city wall, and the arrows smashed down.

They are unprepared,

When you hear the whizzing sound, you subconsciously avoid it.

The arrow slammed down fiercely by gravity, causing the peasant warrior who was unarmored and only clothed to suffer huge losses on the spot.

Multiple arrows passed by Greywolf, but he could no longer take care of his own comfort.

He turned around and roared at the people running around under the city wall: "Don't run away! Continue to supply stones."

However, at the moment when his own life is in danger, farmers are instinctively fleeing for their lives.

Arrows smashed through the thatched roof of the house and hit the women and children who took refuge in the house.

Some people were killed by the falling javelin when some people ran out of doors.

It is a torsion slingshot that fires a javelin, and its power is basically neutral.

There are even more locally sourced stones, and even boulders transported from the northern coast. They were all thrown by bull catapults, and those who were hit were smashed to pieces.

Only a few farmers continued to support with wooden boards against their heads, but the city was still in chaos.

For hundreds of years, York has experienced several wars, but such a siege is the first time that even the oldest old man in the city has encountered.

The arrows of the Rus army smashed into the city on a large scale, and they flew over the head of the siege army.

"My son is mighty, haha! I hope my people won't be hurt after the city is broken." Magnut under the city was very excited.

Magnut is already an old man, so he will not risk climbing the ladder. Naturally, he will enter the city struttingly after the gate is cleared after the city is broken.

City-head warriors of Northumbria who took great risks to defend the battlements.

Pairs of ladders were placed on the city wall, followed by the climbing of warriors in iron armor.

Shooting them at close range with arrows, apart from the broken arrows and the scratches made by the arrow clusters, is there any use?

Dan Grund took his brothers to the top of the city without any loss. They stood before the shocked Northumbrian warriors dressed in orange. It's an iron rod.

The archers of the Northumbrian army have long been killed by the precise attack of steel-armed crossbows, and the stone-throwing warriors are also killed.

They were pinned down, and Rurik's heavily armoured fighters made the full climb. They brandished their weapons and started slaughtering at the head of the city.

There were also a large number of iron men, and the scene of their fighting was seen by the soldiers in the city, and the Viking army immediately became louder!

Magnut trembled with excitement, and sighed with emotion, "Rurik of Ross is really a hero. According to his methods, we can easily break the city. My daughter is married to the right person."

He also saw that his eldest son and second son began to climb the ladder with the most capable Balmer warriors, and now the army has no obstruction.

The Russ army quickly fired ten rounds of arrows. Seeing that the enemy's city wall had missed, and a Balmerc raven flag was flying at the head of the city, it was obvious that continued support would inadvertently injure friendly troops.

Rurik ordered to stop, and shouted at his cousin Arik, "Brother! Let's march too!"

"Okay! Follow them up the wall."

"No! Right under the city, wait for the gate to open!"

Grund and his guys made terrifying killings at the top of the city. Seeing that they were lost, Graywood hurriedly retreated with a group of people.

Their trusted city walls had collapsed, and the blood-covered Grund sneered at all fleeing enemies, "You are all a pile of shit! Come on! Don't run, keep fighting with me."

But now Grund, his silver-plated iron armor was completely stained red by the blood of the enemy.

The priests said that the demons of hell were so blood-red, terrified Northumbrian warriors screamed that Satan's apostles were coming in.

The city is also in a mess, the arrows and feathers on the ground are like wheat ears waiting to be received, and there are also a large number of dead bodies lying on the ground, and even a group of struggling people.

Greywood didn't know where to go. I'm afraid only the stone buildings of the palace could give the remaining warriors a little hope.

He rushed into the palace with more than a hundred men, and soon found the queen and even the prince.

Queen Anna was unclean after all, and had no respect for this woman, Grey Woolf.

He especially instructed the crying little prince Ella, "Your Highness, I will arrange for someone to secretly send you out of the city."

But Ella cried because she was completely frightened by Greywolf's fierce face.

Queen Anna hurriedly reassured the child, asking, "Where's the king? How can we escape. Did the savages have..."

Greywoolf kicked the queen rudely, cursing, "You are an unclean woman, and you should die. But the prince must live, York is over, and we will fight until the last moment for the prince's evacuation."

After that, he threw a short blade to the queen, "Fight. Or force the opponent to kill you."

Anna slowly picked up the dagger. Her beliefs dictate that suicide is absolutely impossible. Is it possible to fight?

Don't kill yourself, don't kill, women are bound by faith, how to be a female warrior?

The queen was in a dilemma, and when she stood by the window and saw the swarming army of barbarians, she simply fainted...

"She scared to death?" asked the soldier again.

"Leave her alone. Brothers, take the prince and let us withdraw."

Ella cried for her mother, but Grey Woolf didn't bother to linger, so he picked up the child and left.

Really dead Sheji? He is not so stupid, even such an army of barbarians will not be able to beat the king even if he brings his troops back.

At least Ella is still alive, and she takes her brothers to protect him. If something goes wrong, Ella will be elected king by her brothers, so that everyone can be honored in the future.

Grey Woolf is indeed an egoist, but his actions are actually loyalty to the king.

He carried the little prince with his brothers and walked down the muddy and smelly drainage ditch of the city, regardless of the tragedy in the city, but managed to reach the outside of the city.

However, the Vikings guarded against all this.

Those soldiers who were ordered to burn the bridge, they are now carrying a group of crossbows and ambushing them to prevent the enemy from escaping in the chaos.

The Northumbrians blocked all the gates, but their escape from the sewers surprised the warriors.

The people who stood by and waited for the rabbit were all from Rus, and Fraser, the archer master, took them with them, and everyone knew Rurik's order to catch as much as possible.

But those kingdom warriors appeared, and it seemed impossible to catch them alive.

Fraser took his subordinates to shoot with precision, and the startled Grey Woolf wanted to escape, but how did he escape from this too obvious target?

A crossbow arrow directly shattered its skull, and the whole person was considered dead.

His nobility was limited to Northumbria, and his death was abrupt.

The Russ ambush stunned the kingdom warriors, followed by a melee melee.

The warriors of the kingdom who were not killed fled back along the sewers, and the rest were killed.

A well-dressed teenager looked at the white-robed blue-striped warrior with a round shield covered in blood with tears on his face.

"Boss, this brat doesn't look like a mortal, I'm afraid he is a noble."

"If it is really a noble, we will capture it and present it to the Duke, and our brothers will be rewarded."

Fraser panted heavily. "Yeah, it should be a nobleman. First tie up this bastard, and we will continue to ambush. Listen to me, all who escape are shot."

However, York has broken the city!

The debris in the main door was sparsely cleaned, and the door opened with a small gap, which was enough.

The people who ate the two-handed axe quickly smashed the gate to pieces, and the army waiting to climb the wall stepped over the debris piled up at the gate and ran straight into the city.

The Balmers immediately turned into beasts and began to plunder in all directions.

As agreed before the war, they arbitrarily arrested people, killed when they met resistance, and all those who pleaded were spared.

A large number of women and children were tied up and pulled out of the shelter, so that many savage Balmerk warriors immediately lifted their robes...

Rurik had already entered the city with his imposing army, and he kept shaking his head when he saw the chaos in the city.

"Haha, our allies are very energetic, and there are women screaming everywhere." Arik's words were very excited, as if he wanted to try it.

Rurik gave his brother a white look through the iron helmet, "Are you tempted?"

"Forget it. Are you belittling me? I don't care about women here, I only care about honor. Can you?"

"Me? Leave them alone, and Magnut. Our army controls the granary, and all the wheat belongs to Rose. I will also use the wheat here to feed the women and children of our hometown."

Arik nodded, and restrained his soldiers to remain calm.

At least in terms of military discipline, the elite division of the Ross First Banner Team obeyed Lord Rurik. And most of the flag shooting team are now ordered to stand by outside the city, so as not to cause trouble after entering the city at a loss.

At this time, the blood-stained Grund and the others came panting heavily, took off their iron helmets and said, "We have completed the task, and the brothers have nothing to lose."

Rurik was taken aback, and unconsciously took a step back to the blood-stained reckless man, and asked again, "Good job. Did you find the granary?"

"Just ahead." Grund pointed out, holding the blood axe.

"Let's go." Rurik forced a smile, "I'll reward each of you a pound of silver."

The people hiding in the houses were all pulled out, and many soldiers giggled and took away all the softness that the locals could use.

Magnut didn't. He took a group of people and broke into the church as a king.

"The barbarians are coming!" shouted the praying man, and then everyone screamed.

Magnute just waved his hand and ordered casually: "Go catch someone."

The Balmers, knowing that there must be riches here, flocked, and they did not kill first, but pulled the refugees out by ropes.

Only the priests, who refused to surrender, were killed as martyrs.

The sacred place was desecrated, and the Balmers found gold and silver, even coins and jewelry in the cellar.

Magnut was a little disappointed that the wealth of the church had been taken away, but they didn't seem to be many.

Looking at Biyonni again, he has no interest in capturing prisoners, and breaking the king's residence is the greatest glory!

He took more than a hundred people to kill the last guard, and even a few servants who were helpless, and broke into the king's inner fort after breaking through the gate.

The servants who were hiding inside were captured by Biyonni, who pressed him in very lame Saxon language: "Where is your king?"

The captive servants were wailing, and they could not understand the nonsense.

"Damn, you guys don't understand their language?" Biyonny asked angrily, of course his guys didn't.

He saw the erratic eyes of several servants again, and said he understood.

"Is it on the upper floors? Let's go, brothers, let's capture that king. Ernred, wait for me!"

Of course Biyonny knew Ernred, and he was in contact with their family.

All this is because of what happened last year, and now the original intention of the coalition is to take the stronghold from Northumbria.

But more than now, Biyonni wants to take his place.

He quickly found the king's bedroom, it was really easy to find. But seeing a shivering woman curled up here with a dagger beside her, she became very confused again.

The open stone window brings light, and then the cold wind also pours into it.

Seeing the invasion of the barbarian army, the woman took out her dagger in a hesitation, stood up tremblingly, and the wind blew her hair away, revealing a pitiful tear-stained face. She held the dagger and pointed at all those who approached, and she kept retreating to the window, looking sideways at the tragedy outside, and she froze while trembling.

She wailed in Saxon, begging the barbarians not to come.

Seeing this woman's face was more startling than Jonny, this woman was still quite young, and the haggard face made him feel a little pity.

It turned out that it was her!

Biyonni smiled and opened his hands to signal his men not to move forward.

He slammed the sword into the wooden floor and slowly took off the iron helmet.

"Queen Anna, I know you. You! have seen me too."

That was in Bamburgh, the beginning of all misery.

Queen Anna is not yet thirty years old, and if she is not beautiful, she cannot be selected from ordinary noble girls.

She's just a girl who goes with the flow, Bamburgh, she compromised just to protect the child, but now.

She recognized the faces of several terrifying savages, such as the man in front of her. It is true that this man is getting more and more familiar, but this man is clearly also a villain.

She thought of Grey Woolf's instructions, that if she couldn't commit suicide, anger the enemy in exchange for murder, so she rushed over with a dagger and screamed.

Is this a fight? Pooh! This is deliberately courting death!

This is indeed courting death. She hopes that Biyonni will kill herself and end her tragic life.

But Biyongni didn't. Instead, he broke his dagger and pressed him to the wooden floor. He grabbed his neck with one hand and pressed his waist with one knee. It was as easy as subduing a lamb. .

"I know you. King! Where?" Biyonni asked, bowing his head.

Although Biyonni had learned a little Saxon in order to invade Northumbria, his lame words were completely understood by Anna.

"The king...is outside. He'll be back."

Biyonny at least knew that Ainred was not in the city, and he also knew that the queen in the nun's black robe was unclean.

But the woman's pitiful expression aroused her interest in Biyonni.

"Unclean woman? No! I want to possess you. You are nobler than the women out there, serve me now and keep you alive."

This is the Norse language, and Biyonni changed it to another language, piecing together his own meaning with simple vocabulary.

Looking at the unclean queen again, she relaxed and stopped struggling, lying on the ground just crying.

If she didn't resist, she would acquiesce, and conquering a noble woman like this was more enjoyable than Yonny.

He hurriedly called the other brothers out, and also asked his brother Floki to avoid it.

The wooden door of the king's bedroom was closed, and the warriors who were busy scavenging for the king's treasure soon heard a strange noise in the bedroom.

It was the wailing and screaming of the woman, and it was even the roar of Biyonni.

Then a soldier patted Floki, who was busy holding the silver plate, on the head with bad intentions: "Boy, your brother found you a strange but noble sister-in-law. Are you happy?"

"Bah! I understand. That woman is not noble, I don't like it. She is only worthy of being a slave for cattle." After that, Floki spat.

This action caused many soldiers to laugh wildly.

Another shouted, "It's a pity that their king can't come up with a little princess. Frokie, this kingdom may not have a woman worthy of you."

When Biyonni walked out of the closed door with his thick chest hair exposed, people quietly saw that the queen was curled up in a sheet, her eyes were blank, and it seemed that she was resigned.

Someone was extremely puzzled and asked again: "Boss, you killed this woman here for this woman? In my opinion, you will be executed to humiliate that king who doesn't know where he is."

"Just her? Kill her and she'll do what she wants." Biyonni looked sideways, shook his head, and then looked at his close friends, "No matter how bad she is, she's still the queen. I own her, and it's natural for me to be the king. Brother. We, my father is old, he went to Valhalla and I am your leader. We moved all the people from our old home here, and this is our new home. York is our capital."

Floki raised his head with a sullen face and asked, "Do you really want this woman to be the queen? Our hometown..."

"Don't worry, your sister (that is, sister-in-law) is my true love. As for this woman, it's just a tool."

"Oh, all right."

The capable warriors looked at each other, and everyone supported Biyonni as king, and patted Biyonni on the shoulder to show further support.

Overjoyed, Biyonni walked back to the king's bedroom.

After a while, Anna changed her clothes. She no longer needed to be bound by ropes, and followed Bjorn in a trance, like a walking dead, or her soul died completely after her son was kidnapped by Grey Woolf... …

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