Rise of Rurik

Although the process of the fierce battle was unsatisfactory, the Russ still defeated the enemy in a solid way.

The Rus people were immersed in the joy of victory, and the blue fox wiped the blood congealed on his face and accepted the respect of his subordinates.

"Sir, you are actually killing the enemy like a soldier." The old mercenary's respect was sincere.

The battle just now really frightened the blue fox, and now not only is the spreading fire not far away, but he is even more worried.

"Kill an enemy and my sword is still down," he complained.

"It doesn't matter. Let's jump down the ropes to make up for the dying, and then bring up the swords of the adults."

"Then go quickly. We also have to prepare some measures to deal with their new attack." Lanhu Lingran said.

No one on the Ross side was killed in this battle, and of course the opponent's casualties were actually not many.

A group of farmers and traders who have been mobilized to rob and expect them to give their lives to gangsters and foreign bigwigs unconditionally is very absurd. They can be masters of fighting against the wind. When the attack is frustrated, life-saving naturally comes first.

There were more than 30 people lying under the wooden wall, some of whom were still squirming with difficulty, or were still covering their wounds when they were weak.

The Russ mercenaries whose robes were covered in dust jumped down, like a group of white demons desperate for their lives, holding steel swords or short spears and stabbing at the people lying on the ground. The wounded were killed, and the body of the deceased was still torn apart.

They sweep the battlefield looking for all available weapons, especially the arrows they fire.

In fact, from the very beginning of the fierce battle, everyone thought it was strange. This group of Danes set up a rainbow army for a while, why did they not shoot arrows for cover when they attacked? The Ross mercenary felt that the matter was very strange, and was very suspicious that the opponent deliberately hid his archer.

His subordinates explore under the wall, and the available weapons are thrown into the wooden wall at will.

Lanhu watched all this, he squinted and saw the broken wooden pole, he couldn't help sweating. He shouted to the lower part of the wall: "The wall is damaged, bring the enemy's body to strengthen it!"

The people under the wall were ordered, and the bloody corpse became a kind of soft brick attached to the damaged wooden wall, and it was difficult to move when the corpse appeared.

Some arrows are broken, most are still reusable. The Rus did everything they could to recover their arrows, and saw more than fifty short spears left on the battlefield, planning to use this thing as a spear.

The weapons seized were far more than the dead bodies on the ground, and the enemy was beaten to the point of losing their armor and armor?

The time gradually fell into the night, and the Rus, who were worried about the enemy's night attack, were still guarding the wall. The north wind, which began to hang, made these guardians instinctively perceive danger.

The blue fox took back his steel sword. The poor haze began to appear in the afternoon, and the sunset in the evening did not exist, so he couldn't see the beautiful reflection of the steel sword. However, the flames not far away still made the sword shine abnormally.

They lit bonfires in small courtyards and cooked oatmeal in urns on the spot.

Before long, the aroma of wheat in the Fortress of Ross Store was filled with the aroma of wheat, and this salty wheat porridge mixed with oatmeal and salted thyme was the best way to supplement everyone's physical strength.

The dinner was really delicious, and while the brothers were enjoying themselves, some people began to worry.

The old mercenaries who sat on the ground were very suspicious of whether the next battle was meaningful: "Their strength is beyond our expectations. If the prince is here, thousands of people will be dispatched to fight against them. We only have a mere 90 people, continue. We will die in battle."

"It's okay to die in battle. However, do you want us to retreat quickly?" The old mercenary who had always advocated melee combat was in high spirits.

"Is it correct to retreat? There are no valuables in the shop, and there is no treasure to hold on to. Now the weather is bad, and the effect of our rockets is very good. The fire is still going on. We should evacuate while the chaos. This is an opportunity. "

"If you want to withdraw you, withdrawing now is to hurt my honor. My guys and I want to kill more enemies, so what's the point of killing more than 30 enemies?"

"But we've created enough chaos that the enemy has withdrawn now."

"That doesn't work either." The old guy who fought meleely said arrogantly, "I want to kill the enemies in armor and horses with my own hands, kill their generals, and dedicate my head to the prince."

The words are really atmospheric, but the sober people don't think this is feasible.

The mercenaries all know that their small victory has nothing to brag about. The brothers have seen the world and know what it means to have corpses everywhere, and what is this?

Blue Fox is sitting by the campfire, and now his gorgeous clothes give way to armor. He assassinated an enemy today and is called "a true warrior" by his subordinates. Maybe! When he calmed down, he felt scared after thinking about it, but that fear of fighting has disappeared a lot.

The mercenaries were subconsciously divided into two factions. Although there were ninety subordinates, they were actually divided into three "ship groups". One "boat" supports the continued fighting, and the other "boat" wants to close it as soon as it is ready.

They want Blue Fox to have an idea, and Blue Fox is now ambiguous.

The crucial third "boat", Vardy Zdalovic and his guys, the attitude of these thirty men becomes crucial.

"Wadi, how do you feel about the fight today?" Blue Fox deliberately asked the wheat eater's attitude.

"Very good, we are taking revenge."

"Just that? Are you… eager to keep fighting?"

"Our brothers would rather die in battle. Before we die, we must try our best to drag an enemy to death, and avenge their destruction of our village."

"You are not Odin's warrior, you don't need to work so hard." Blue Fox was slightly curious.

But seeing Wadi cheering: "We just want to take revenge, thanks to the adults to give our brothers a chance."

"But if we evacuate now, you will have more opportunities for revenge in the future."

"No! Brothers can't wait, we are eager to kill another batch of enemies."

Blue Fox nodded, and now there are the most calls for continuing to fight. For him, taking advantage of the bad weather and the fire, he could retreat, and if he continued to defend and prepare for the battle, he could continue to hold on to the logistics.

"Then continue to spend it here." He issued a clear order, "This is the path we chose, and if I die in battle, it is my destiny."

At this moment, the little fat man Lan Fox had some faith in Odin.

The flames continued in the nearby shantytown, and the northerly winds that had been blowing since night began to intensify the fire. If there is no wind, the fire will not spread very widely, but the situation starts to change from night.

The north wind gradually became violent, which dealt a greater blow to the routed troops who had retreated to the safe area to rest.

Stad was furious at the unauthorised retreat of the group of gangster troops and the temporarily recruited peasant warriors, and he gathered the gang leaders to curse mercilessly.

This scolding doesn't matter, there are gangsters who quit on the spot.

His so-called subordinates lost more than 200 people at once, and Stad had no intention of hindering anything, because he had already released a cruel word: "You run away! When King Horrick's army comes, I will punish you cowards. ."

Those who should be evacuated still have to evacuate, because the cold north wind has become warm, but this warmth has become a hot existence.

Grey Wolf Carl also wanted to withdraw, for fear that his area would be engulfed by flames. He is someone who has a bigger goal. What is Stade, who has a lot of troops in his hands but is incompetent in organization, is he considered a master? Waiting for the new king Horrick to curry favor with the king as soon as he arrives, which is more promising than cursing Stade.

Carl resisted Stad's insults and said casually with an attitude of nothing to do with himself: "I originally wanted to withdraw, but now I have changed my mind, and I will continue to attack the Rus."

As soon as this statement came out, Stad directly stopped scolding, but instead demanded: "Many people are running away, your gangsters can ignore it, and the recruited farmer, do your best to bring me back. There are those who dare to escape again, you Kill directly!"

The gray wolf Carl was a little surprised. In order to maintain the morale of the army to kill the escapees, Carl had never done such a thing before, and even did not understand it.

However, he saw with his own eyes that the armored warriors of Stade began to do it, and it was inappropriate not to do it himself.

Those gangsters who were the first to evacuate saw the situation changed. They saw that the army under the new king of Denmark was killing their own people. It is better for the dead Hafgen to run for his life at full speed.

Some of the armed farmers who wanted to evacuate were assassinated, and the bloody corpses completely stunned the other farmers under the flames.

Stad stabilized the military with violence, but the flames continued.

He did not allow birds and beasts to disperse, but everyone would be engulfed by the flames if they didn't move. He took the army and began to take the initiative to avoid them, and he also began to worry that the fire would really engulf the entire Hazelby.

Until the second half of the night, a new situation happened again.

A rain falls at the end of midsummer, here is northern Europe, and the rain means the temperature plummets!

First, the north wind helped the fire, and for a while people felt warmth. However, when the heavy rain fell, the farmers and soldiers who were restrained got wet. How could their thin linen clothes keep out the cold? trembling.

Just as the fire became completely out of control, a rain drowned out the possibility of burning the entire city.

The cold weather in the supermarket also brought discomfort to the Rus people. They evacuated into the empty buildings like shops. The wooden floors of the wood-cut corrugated buildings perfectly avoided the wet earth. They would not get soaked and could rest in a dry place.

No one believed that the enemy would attack in this weather, and it was impossible to attack at night in a cold and rainy day.

The oil lamps were lit in the house, and the mercenaries gathered together, making the entire large room overcrowded, and the body temperature of everyone was enough to make the house quite warm, and it was completely different from the cold outside.

This rain has long been foreshadowed. After all, during the day of the battle, anyone with a discerning eye can see a dark cloud gradually drifting from the north.

The weather in Denmark is like this, because there are no tall mountains running east-west, and the central Scandinavian mountains from north to south are like the drainage baffles of the arctic cold current. As long as the north wind sweeps across northern Europe, Jutland will be hit. The Arctic cold snap in summer swept away the warmth in Denmark. To make matters worse, this cold snap just came at the wrong time!

The restrained farmers could not help trembling, and were extremely worried about their own land purchases. It's almost the harvest season, and this strong wind and heavy rain is likely to blow a lot of newly heading oats and rye to lodging, and the reduction of agricultural production is almost inevitable.

The farmers felt that the natural disaster was related to the wrath of the gods. They went home to see the condition of the fields. Even though they knew that they were powerless, they didn't want to spend it trembling here.

The buildings that had just been burned began to collapse again in the rain, and the empty wooden sheds that did not burn became the refuge for the soldiers. They looked for everything that could keep out the cold and persisted in the humid and cold environment, waiting for the new attack order from Stade. .

So Stade doesn't want to hurry up and continue to attack?

He has no experience in attacking in the cold and cold rain, and many of his subordinates are all against it. The so-called fighting in the rain is too absurd, and the mud will make it difficult for the soldiers to stand.

They had to endure, and there were fears that the Rus would escape in bad weather.

run away? Where can you escape to?

Now the sea is windy and turbulent, and people who are sheltering from the rain in all kinds of sheds hear the sound of the rain, which is the sound of violent waves.

Many people who fled knew that there was a war in Hazeby, but now they have fled back, just to pull all the moored fishing boats to the shore and fasten them to avoid the wind and waves. This kind of measure is very limited. The ocean was stunned by a six-meter wave, and a group of fishing boats with keels were continuously beaten by this wave and eventually disintegrated. There are also fishermen who rescued their boats and were swept into the sea, eventually becoming food for the fish.

The process of the cold current will last for many days, and the blue fox has also experienced this situation in other regions.

The Rus continued to hide in their houses, and the rain outside continued.

There were also soldiers who were worried about the enemy's sneak attack and ran shirtless to the cold and cold outdoor where the temperature had dropped to 8°C, climbed the wet ladder and climbed the wooden scaffolding to observe the situation outside. There are indeed some people wandering around, they are like armed men, but they have no intention of attacking.

The person who ran out also had a task, which was to take off the twisted Rus flag hanging on the wooden pole, and then unfold the flag full of water and stick it directly on the wall to show that the Rus people will not retreat. , continue to provoke the enemy with the flag.

Is this provocation enough? Certainly not enough.

More than 30 enemies who were killed were beheaded, stuck on wooden sticks, and stood on the previous battlefield.

The Nordic people of this era have very good eyesight, and even those with discerning eyes can see a group of hideous heads standing abruptly even in cloudy and rainy weather. Another bright flag and a plug head, if someone told the Stadros that they would evacuate while the chaos, he would not believe it.

"It's good, we don't have a chance to withdraw now." The person who was instructed to go through the alley to the exit to check the situation reported after returning.

Lanhu and other brothers are eager to learn about the situation in the sea, and now Lanhu just wants to hear a more detailed report.

"Now there are sea monsters in the sea, the sea is very violent, and I see the waves destroy some ships. If we decided to evacuate before, the ships will capsize and we will all die. Only our Ross ship can withstand this kind of wind and waves. …”

The situation described by the scout is convincing, the brothers are not cages, everyone can hear the sound of the violent waves, and even the archery platform on the roof can feel the strangeness of the sea when looking into the distance.

As a result, even those who advocated evacuation have completely abandoned their claims.

The blue fox looked up to the sky and sighed: "The rain is Odin's will! Brothers, we may only use our lives as sacrifices to fight them to the end. Odin forbids us to retreat, and we will exchange death for the prince's revenge!"

People look at each other. They all laughed in relief...