Rise of Rurik

The Rus people stared at the approaching enemy, and they completed the formation in the cramped place, and the hideous faces were clearly visible. The armoured infantry and horsemen hid entirely behind the shield wall, and the Rus denounced them as cowards, but the scolding soon ceased.

The mercenaries shouted one after another: "They are going to shoot arrows! Hurry up!"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone's ears were full of swishes.

The arrows fell from the sky, they were not dense, and the guards hid well in order to avoid being hit.

Arrows slammed into the roof, the wall, or the guardian's wooden shield.

They scrambled the arrows they found, and threw them at their bow-bearers, laughing again: "The Danes thought they could shoot us like this, but they were just giving arrows. They will die with their own arrows. "

This is probably the reason. Blue Fox even hopes that the enemy can shoot more arrows, so that the shortage of arrows can be alleviated.

To everyone's disappointment, the Danes' archer shooting stopped for only a moment.

This situation made people angry and yelled, "You guys continue to shoot arrows! We are still waiting to capture..."

There are also angry people who changed their previous tacit understanding. Many people simply showed their entire bodies from their hiding places. They stood on the wooden wall and put small wooden boxes under their feet so that they could be exposed above their knees. With their backs to the enemy in the future, the next step is to lift their robes to reveal the white flowers.

This scene made Stad extremely nauseated, and it also caused an uproar in the entire Danish army.

"Damn Russ, you're humiliating me. Keep shooting arrows! Shoot those bastards!"

Originally, Stad thought that one round of shooting would be enough, and five hundred arrows were obviously not enough to kill the popularity of Ross. There are still a lot of arrows in hand, so keep shooting.

He ordered his subordinates to distribute all the arrows, and passed the password to the archer: "Finish all the arrows!"

In fact, there are not many arrows in reserve, and if everyone gets ten more, they will be gone.

Could it be that such a large army is equipped with a thousand arrows? It would be even better if those fleeing city dwellers who escaped the war could leave behind more arrows. The fact is that the wise forest hunters had long since fled to the south with the fugitive townspeople, with their wives and children, and they were blessed by the Franks of Schleswig.

The means of provocation were not very impressive, the Russ did not get enough arrows to replenish, and what was even more disgusting was that many arrows fell outside the fortress.

Someone tried to go down the rope to pick it up, but was directly stopped by the old mercenary.

The behavior of the Danish army also proves another thing, that their shooters are a bunch of idiots!

The arrows were all fired, and Stade scolded: "Is your prestige still there now?"

On the other hand, even if it is a large group of armed gangsters, the momentum of this group of guys is vigorous.

He signaled his subordinates to continue blowing the horns. In the dull sound of the horns, the Danish army, which is now dominated by gangsters, began to carry as many as twenty ladders to attack.

Like a herd of running cattle, the battle has begun.

Bu Lao Lanhu personally ordered, and the Russ who were waiting for the labor and supplemented by arrows immediately launched a counterattack.

The arrows of the Rus people fell from the sky, and some Danes stumbled on the arrows, and some unlucky people were directly trampled by their own people and the casualties were unknown. Seeing that their own people were injured, more people directly raised their shields on their heads, thus basically isolating the blow of the arrows.

But this behavior directly exposed the armorless chest to the crossbowman,

be an excellent target.

The blue fox looked grim. He saw that an enemy was hit by the crossbow and fell directly to the ground. The shooter on the roof seized the commanding heights, and the shooting was more accurate. However, Ross's number of shooters is too small to contain the enemy's charge at all.

Besides, this group of madmen is indeed not like the last time, it seems that they are clearly fighting, and they will not retreat until they destroy the shop fortress.

With few casualties, the gangs of the Danish gang's armies dashed under the wooden wall without a hitch. They saw the corpses of the previous war dead. The corpses were gray-black. When they got close, they could smell the stench and see the black blood flowing out.

They are not afraid of slashing, and even enjoy the feeling of killing violently in the blood. Only in the face of the stench after death, they feel a strong discomfort, and many people even vomit directly.

The battle is still going on, the long ladder has been built, the shield is behind the back again, and the brave gangsters start to climb with axes and daggers in their mouths. The soldiers standing by under the wooden wall were also helping out with short spears, trying to stab the Rus on the wall.

The Rus who have the advantage of the high ground are killing the enemy who is climbing the wall, but their troops are too small. Except for the archers who are constantly outputting arrows, the others have to stare at twenty ladders, so that on average two or three people have to look after them. One.

The climbers, who were unsuspecting as they climbed, were stabbed and fell by the indulgent Rus, who then began to climb again.

The Rus are gritting their teeth and struggling to maintain the wooden wall, they are inflicting a large number of killings and unexpectedly the enemy is besieging tirelessly.

Although the shop fort is circular, its scale is actually very small. More than a thousand Danish bandits surrounded it, because those who climbed first would be given priority to loot the mountains of gold and silver, making them like drinking priest herbs and becoming a group of madmen. Soldiers are generally fearless and fearless to climb.

The gang stood on the corpses of their companions and continued to attack, and their sudden fighting will really surprised Stad, who was deliberately waiting at the rear. Although it is required to attack regardless of primary and secondary, Stad is not stupid enough to let his own soldiers be the vanguard. He expected that the Rus would resist desperately, and that a group of shirtless gangsters would be frustrated.

He saw the potential of the gangsters. If this group of people were all managed by themselves, and then trained and replaced with good weapons, wouldn't they be like a strong army?

His centurion watched the fierce battle between the gangsters and his heart was itchy, so he persuaded anxiously: "Sir, it's time for our brothers to dispatch? Our war pigs rushed up, and the brothers rushed forward and shot gold."

The so-called war pig is the name of the engineering rushing vehicle built by Stade. The wild boar's rapid advance has strong destructive power, and the wild boar only has this killing trick, and it is not easy to kill with rough skin and thick meat.

These characteristics are also available in siege vehicles. For the time being, Stad still requires his own soldiers to stand still.

He gestured: "I only have a cooperative relationship with the gang. I want to continue to let that gray wolf Carl bleed some blood and kill their prestige. In the future, when we stay in Hazelby, there will be no gang and our brothers."

"Your Excellency is wise." The centurion laughed as soon as he finished speaking.

"Let them fight fiercely and let them grab some gold and silver first? We will rule Hazelby in the future, not everyone will get rich. This will also weaken the strength of the Rus people... Tell the brothers, now do a good job of pushing the war pigs preparations, and dare to cut off the attackers who leave the team without authorization!"

The gray wolf Carl, who was fighting on the front line, had bloodshot eyes. He and his guys had temporarily forgotten about Stad, as if this battle belonged to a personal grudge between the gang and the Rus. It's true that a group of Carl's younger brothers were killed by the Rus people. This kind of shame is too useless without revenge.

There were already a group of corpses lying under the wall. Some of the wounded were stabbed by short spears and sharp swords. Although the wound was fatal for a while, they would not die, but they were trampled by the boots of their companions, and they were soon trampled. The sternum was crushed to death.

Although the Ross mercenaries fought separately, none of them died, and although someone was injured, it was only a minor elbow injury. Armored veterans encounter a group of frail recruits who have suffered from the cold. In this ninth century, which relies solely on brute force, how can it not be a big advantage.

Everyone on the Ross side was indeed exhausted and out of breath, and there were more than a hundred people lying under the wall.

The old mercenaries were puzzled, what kind of grudges caused their opponents to be so crazy, did they think that the shops were full of gold and silver treasures? Pooh! All that was left was a pile of worthless wooden furniture and cloth blankets to keep out the cold.

When the arrows were about to finish, the archers paused and smashed them down with pottery urns and wooden blocks, throwing all kinds of things. The archers, especially the crossbowmen, inflicted heavy casualties on the enemy, and more than a hundred people lost their combat effectiveness.

The bandit army was in the early 1,000s. After a period of fierce battles, more than 300 troops had lost their fighting power. Their fighting momentum began to weaken, but the situation of the Rus was even worse.

After the mercenary of Ross was out of breath, he suddenly realized that he was coughing up blood, and his lungs were damaged by gasping for breath. Many people did feel out of strength, and they also saw the mass death of the enemy and hoped to kill the enemy further before they died in battle.

At this point in the battle, the wall of Ross's shop was still not broken, and the sturdy front door was left unattended, because through the crack of the door, the heavy debris piled up behind it was all abandoned.

The chaos continued, and the fighting continued from the morning until noon.

Suddenly the horn sounded again!

Stade, who was riding a horse, ate half a piece of sour brown bread and greeted the soldiers who had just eaten the dry food: "Ross idiot is exhausted, so are those bandit troops. War pigs are dispatched! Let's go!"

Stad personally dispatched, and once he goes out, the whole battle situation will be rewritten.

The Rus people, who were busy plugging leaks and maintaining the wooden wall defense line, had no time to take care of the approaching huge siege weapons, and the war pigs also successfully arrived under the chaotic wooden wall.

When the bandit soldiers saw this thing appearing, they all dodged, and the armored soldiers raised their shields above their heads with one hand, and continued to push the war pig forward with the other hand.

A collision inevitably happened!

With just this collision, the people guarding the entire fence felt the ground shake.

The armored centurion grew up overjoyed, tore his throat and continued to order: "Continue to smash, smash the wall!"

The war pig first took more than ten steps back, and then was pushed into the wall by as many as forty people.

The Ross people couldn't care less, because Blue Fox could only take out more than a dozen brothers to defend himself.

The remaining arrows were blocking the siege rushing car, and the arrows were blocked by shields. Although some clay pots were thrown down, all actions could not stop the rushing car from continuing to hit.

Is the final battle about to happen?

The blue fox himself was at a loss, and the experienced old mercenary already knew that the final moment had come.

He was grabbed by someone and stared at the old mercenary with a pale face.

"My lord! Everything is over! You must hurry into the alley to escape! Whether you can escape or not depends on the will of God!"

"Ah?" Blue Fox was confused.

He was slapped violently by the old mercenary, and then he beat the lost soul back: "Sir, run away! If you don't run away, you will die!"

"Then let's run away together."

"No. We will fight to the end, we are Odin's warriors and cannot run away."

Just as they were talking in the messy courtyard, the wooden wall collapsed! Even the Slavic warriors who were guarding the city walls fell down.

The attacking Danish army has a great reputation! The war pig collapsed the wooden wall. To Stade's surprise, his armored warriors did not charge first, but more than a dozen gangsters took the lead.

The wooden wall was no longer necessary to defend, and the Ross mercenaries quickly returned to their positions. They smashed the crossbow and built a shield wall. The sword and the axe formed a circular line of defense around the largest building in the center. The Slavic warriors were really enthusiastic and did not participate in the construction of the shield wall. Instead, they screamed and raised their swords to fight against the first wave of enemies that rushed in, and died bravely in the chaos of the army.

Only Vadi Zdalovich woke up after being stabbed in the arm with a sword, clutching his injured left arm and crawling back into the shield wall.

The collapsed wooden wall quickly opened a big hole, and the same tired gangsters rushed in. The shield walls of the two sides collided quickly, and the most terrifying fight at zero distance began.

The casualties of the capable old Ross mercenaries began to appear. Some people were stabbed in the neck and fell in a pool of blood, but more of the dead were gangsters.

At this moment, the armored Danes, who were ready to participate in the fight, had just pulled the war pig who had smashed through the wall to the rear to enter the fort to fight, when they saw the blood splashing from those who entered first.

Even after fighting for so long, the Rus people still have the strength to continue fighting. They are killing people cleanly.

The centurion let out a roar, and immediately lined up to fight, but was stopped by Stad at a critical moment.

"Sir, are we still waiting?"

The warhorse was neighing, swaying excitedly left and right. Stade, who was riding, continued to order: "I will lead the cavalry to charge, and you all retreat behind me."

"Ah? Your lord, this will put you in danger."

"Never mind! Cavalry! Raise your spear and prepare to attack!"

Stad can no longer care about the gangsters in front of him. Anyway, all the gangsters who rushed in were killed, and some of the injured ran out. More gangsters were actually relying on the damaged door and wall to watch. The ambitious gray wolf Carl paid a high price for casualties, and he finally gave up, and he himself did not enter the fortress that was breached at all.

There are still people fighting against the Ross Shield formation, and Stade has no regard for the lives of these people.

The cavalry began to charge briefly, his mount took the lead, and the shiny spears of the twenty cavalry moved forward in unison, forming a rare Frankish cavalry tactic of cavalry.

With just one collision, the sturdy defense line collapsed, and many exhausted mercenaries were directly pierced by their spears. Immediately after the armored and energetic "tactical reserve team" rushed up, the Ross mercenaries had no chance of winning under the absolute disadvantage.

However, these old mercenaries will not give in until the last breath of the battle.

The blue fox, who was hiding in the room, saw this scene clearly. He originally had the last trace of fantasy, but now his fantasy is shattered.

He ignored Vadi Zdalovic's injury and dragged him directly to the entrance of the alley.

The entrance was in the mansion, the latch hung on the gate, and he pulled open the wooden cover that sealed the alley.

"Sir? Are we fleeing?"

"Yes. Run away." Lanhu said resolutely.

"But my brothers are dead, and I'd rather die with them."

"Confused! Now escape with me."

"Where can we escape to?"

Blue Fox couldn't bear it any longer, and jumped into the alley while pulling the bleeding arm, and finally closed the lid from the inside. As they progressed through dark alleys, claustrophobia was no match for the fear of death.

He kept clasping Vadi Zdalovich's arm: "You are very useful to Prince Rus, and I want you to live to avenge the Danes. Run away with me now, as long as you escape to the Frankish monastery, everything will be fine. Get better."

Yes, the blue fox thought of the promise of the guy in Esquil in the desperate situation. As long as he decides to convert, the old guy will accept him no matter what.