Rise of Rurik

The young Seventh Flag, under the leadership of Askard, was very stupid and did not fight side by side with the "iron men" of the standing army. The two flag forces have their own division of labor. The standing army attacks the church, and the seventh flag team attacks the palace next to it. No one on either side should hinder the other in this action.

Askard then called on his men not to fight, and to seize the time and rush to the magnificent palace.

There are arched columns everywhere, and the thick Romanesque architecture seems to contain a lot of treasures.

They had already rushed under these pillars, and by chance they got into a fight with the fleeing palace attendants at the main entrance. These brave and ruthless brats showed no mercy to the unarmed male and female waiters. Their strung crossbows were directly aimed and fired, and then the half-grown brats with swords swarmed forward to assassinate them.

The sound of killings from the front reached the ears of Zong Guan, who was fleeing with the princess on his back. Now even the princess who had been very uncooperative finally realized the seriousness of the situation.

The open palace was defenseless, and the thick stone walls could not stop the intruders, and even became a barrier to their own escape.

Those ordinary palace maids are simply dressed. Most of them are middle-aged women, and they are devout believers.

For such obvious non-combatants, the young soldiers of the Seventh Flag Team rushed forward without hesitation and stabbed them to death with steel swords.

The first batch of soldiers had already rushed into the Aachen Palace. The more than ten Frank soldiers stationed here did not catch up with the bloody battle in the square, but they actually became the guardians of the palace.

They fought with this group of half-grown men from the Russian army, and were defeated and killed due to their absolute military disadvantage.

But the Russian army also paid a certain amount of casualties.

Askard watched helplessly as one of his companions died under the sword of the Franks. He fell to the ground and vomited blood. After a while, there was no movement.

The soldiers who continued to attack continued to pour into the palace, and they had no time to care about their slain companions.

Warriors with blue stripes and white robes poured into the spacious hall. They carried swords and started with all their strength.

As luck would have it, the palace steward and his group were fleeing with the princess on their backs, and their backs were seen by Ascard who was rushing into the palace.

"No, there's a noble on the run. Let's give chase." He ordered hurriedly.

"Boss, are we going to pursue you like this?"

"It doesn't matter if we let those cowards escape, we still want to grab gold here."

Several close brothers standing next to Askard gasped and discussed.

Their words immediately made Askard furious: "Foolish, catching the nobles will allow us to find out where more gold is. Leave quickly!"

If he had time to waste time with his brothers, he might as well just go after him. He shouted again: "Whoever is my brother, come with me! Chase me with your crossbow! Let's go!"

Askard put his buckler behind him, held his sword and led more than thirty brothers who heard the call to pursue him with all their strength.

These warriors shouted while pursuing, ordering the fugitives in front of them to stand still in Norse language.

"It's so funny. A hunted rabbit can still stand still and be hunted?" Askard was really speechless to his brothers. If he had time to shout, he might as well shoot accurately.

Their shouts startled the fugitives to the realization that someone was behind them.

After all, the Palace Manager is getting older, and the pampered Princess is already quite burdened despite her young age.

….

"Let's go. Let's go! Those villains are coming soon." The summoned princess

As if driving a mount, he kept pushing his legs, as if he was using spurs to spur the horse.

This made the steward feel uncomfortable all over.

"My lord, stop swaying. We are almost at the stables, and we can get into the carriage and evacuate immediately."

At this moment, the personal maid Alicia really wanted to punch her master. Although she did not know what kind of villain launched the attack, the princess did not even cooperate with her to escape. It would be faster to knock her unconscious and escape like she was carrying an object. Even for me, I ran for my life with bare feet, and the soles of my feet were probably worn out. I was still running away when I stepped on the cold stone slabs and endured the pain.

The escapees began to spread out after entering the palace and hot spring hall. There were many narrow forks here.

At the mouth, the palace steward asked the male and female waiters to spread out, so as to distract the attention of the pursuers, and secondly, to give the servants a chance to survive.

The palace steward was extremely confused. He almost vomited blood while carrying the princess on his back. The waiters were also panting. Why were the soldiers with round shields still pursuing her?

They really didn't know that these half-grown boys of the Russian Army often conducted physical training in their hometown, especially Rurik who forced these boys to practice long-distance running according to his own preferences. At that time, the young warriors who complained a lot had developed very good endurance. It was only at this moment that the warriors realized their strong advantages in this aspect.

At first, he just glanced at the fugitive who had an extraordinary identity. Now, Asgard's eyes were like an eagle's, locked on the figure carrying the person on his back.

"Don't pay attention to the guys in rough cloth running around, the guys chasing people. Crossbowmen at the ready."

When Askard gave the order, he had already planned to take it with him

The princesses who were carried on their backs were all shot to death. Of course, at this moment, he had no idea that it was Frank's fourth princess.

Walking in the narrow alleyway in the palace, this path is the path for people's daily activities. There is no rock floor here, and the slightly moist dirt road still exudes a faint odor. Precisely because of the path its servants take, some unruly guys secretly defecate here. The thick stone walls on both sides of the road are covered with moss, and the dirt road is also lightly green.

The maid Alicia was in great pain when she stepped on such a place. After all, she was born into a noble family, but she actually had to step on a place covered with feces and urine with her feet?

Suddenly, the palace steward's physical strength finally reached its limit, and because the path was indeed too slippery, he accidentally slipped and fell. It was so funny that he fell backwards, dragging Princess Gisla and falling heavily to the ground. The princess's elegant clothes were stained with endless mud.

But the princess ignored the pain. After being pulled up by Alicia, she was limping and being dragged to continue her escape.

The palace steward suffered a serious fall. He pulled out his dagger and threw it to the princess.

"Your Highness! Wear weapons to defend yourself. Let's go! Escape to the stables, get on your horse and run away!"

Alicia picked up the dagger instead of the princess, and the princess asked in a panic: "What about you?!"

"Leave me alone! I will block this place with my life!"

"You!" For a moment, the princess burst into tears.

Alicia casually put the sword in her elegant belt. She was as decisive as a female warrior. She didn't care about the dirt and pain on her feet, and dragged the princess to continue running away.

….

At this moment, the palace steward slowly stood up and pulled out his other dagger. Kiss the chest again

After holding the sterling silver cross in his mouth, he decided to stand behind him like a martyr.

In front of him were the Ross warriors rushing up with swords.

Such a door-god-like guy blocked the road, and there were many people running away behind him.

"You! Don't even think about passing!"

Askard didn't understand this word, but he could probably guess the meaning by looking at the current atmosphere. His brother was more decisive. The unloaded crossbow flew past Askard's ear, and the steel needle-like cluster of an arrow hit the palace steward's brow without any bias, and everything was over.

Askard stepped over the man's body without hesitation. The warrior who had just shot the arrow quickly strung up the string, took out the quiver from his waist and installed a light arrow while running.

For Princess Gisla, she has never run as wildly as she does today in the past twelve years, and even her own shoes are not made to adapt to running wildly.

The small shoes suitable for walking in the garden also disappeared. The princess ignored the smell of the wet ground. Her delicate feet were soon covered with mud. She didn't care too much in order to survive.

"Your Highness, we will go to the stables immediately. Get on the horse and let's go!"

"Okay, I'll run away. But what about you!" At this moment, Gisla suddenly thought that his sister-in-law had never learned to ride a horse.

But seeing Alicia's righteousness, she gritted her teeth and pointed directly at the dagger at her waist: "I will fight for you."

"No. You can't die."

"There is nothing we can do anymore

, let’s go quickly! "

At this moment, there were still some soldiers guarding the stables and warehouse area. These soldiers stationed at the warehouse heard the noise not far away. What is very ridiculous is that as city defenders, their assigned task is to guard the palace.

In the material warehouse, those noises are probably what the church is doing, right? After all, this is the royal capital, and there are *** activities every month.

Suddenly, several women dressed as waiters rushed out and rushed towards the warehouse area. Behind them, there were two girls running barefoot? They all wore elegant robes and had to run with their robes in hand for the convenience of running.

Ordinary soldiers rarely have the opportunity to see the true faces of princes and princesses, especially soldiers who are only ordered to guard the material warehouse and are responsible for feeding horses, preventing fires, and carrying things. They are indeed alert.

Just listen to a girl shouting in a clear voice: "Hurry and prepare your horses! Let the princess escape!"

More than a dozen soldiers heard the shouting. Before they realized what was happening, they suddenly saw some weirdos suddenly rushing out of the narrow cargo alley.

The warriors in white robes had blue lines on their bodies, and many of them had red stains on their clothes. Who are they? All the attire is not what a Frankish soldier should be at all.

No! Could it be? Norman? !

There are soldiers with round shields who have really revealed their identity, but it doesn't matter at all now.

Askard realized that the two escaped women might be noblewomen with extraordinary status. Could the woman who could be protected in the palace be the king's daughter? Or other senior personnel.

"Brothers, follow me and kill! Those two women who escaped must be captured alive."

….

After saying that, Askard rushed forward again with a vigorous step, and then paused warily.

But he saw those ten soldiers. After all, they were also soldiers. The situation was urgent. Now he didn't even bother to put on his armor and pulled out his sword.

Just stay on high alert and subconsciously protect the two fleeing girls.

However, this place has become a forbidden area. Without Askard's instructions, some brothers have already rushed to the door here. Price simply closed the open wooden door again, and the five brothers formed a thin shield wall, so that this small External access to the warehouse and stable area was completely blocked.

Either kill these strange soldiers blocking the road, or climb on top of the haystack of the stable and forcefully climb over the wall to escape. Of course, even if it were truly safe to escape outside the stone wall, the escapees would still have to cross the city roads to reach the north gate and escape.

Now, Princess Gisla has realized that she cannot escape even though she has no wings. The towering stone walls are often not something that a girl like herself can overcome. She stamped her feet anxiously, but saw her maid gently pulling her body, and then the maid's equally immature body stood in front of her.

Alicia pulled out the dagger that belonged to the palace steward, held it with both hands, and blocked the princess with her body.

"Your Highness, don't be afraid. Our soldiers will kill these evil people." After that, she signaled to the dozen or so confused warriors: "They are assassins! Kill them! Protect the princess."

assassin? Although the situation cannot be solved, it is the duty of every soldier to clean up the assassins.

Facing a group of Frankish soldiers with swords drawn, Ascard was unwilling to charge rashly. He is still too young. Even though his twelve-year-old body is already very tall, his physique is still quite thin. If he really fights, he will definitely not be as ferocious as his father Arik, at least he is not qualified yet.

"Hold on!" He gestured to his brothers with his sword, "Crossbow! Line up! Shoot!"

The two sides were instantly embarrassed in the small empty space of the stable and warehouse, and it seemed that whoever launched the charge first would be the first to suffer the disadvantage.

However, the Russian soldiers present obeyed the order and put up a shield wall. Each round shield was painted with chalk mud and was painted with a blue cross pattern. This was originally the beauty of a Russian oar, but it gave the Frankish soldiers a strong shock, as if This strange murderous army also believes in Christ.

No, just behind the shield wall are ten crossbowmen.

Askard is waiting for the opportunity, and when the time comes, he will heal: "Get ready! Brothers, bow down!"

The shield wall suddenly became shorter

Go, ten crossbowmen shooting at the same time.

Those Frank soldiers received the round of shooting with their bodies, and four of them immediately fell to the ground in pain.

Stunned, they suddenly didn't know what to do, and Asgard launched the decisive attack.

The shield wall pressed up, and the crossbowmen dropped their weapons, drew their swords, and immediately joined the battle. It was three punches that could not defeat four hands. After an extremely violent melee, all the Frankish soldiers present were stabbed down one after another, and then were struck with several more swords until they were confirmed to be really dead.

Askard's face was spattered with a lot of blood, and the steel sword was also dripping with blood.

"Is everything okay?" Seeing that the killing was over, he asked casually.

"My arm is hurt! It's not serious." someone yelled.

….

"Bjorn was hit with a sword in the stomach! I'm afraid he's going to die!"

Hearing this, Askard turned his head and saw a boy lying next to his companion, vomiting blood in pain.

But this is war. The war that the 7th Banner Corps participated in for the first time continued to pay a price in casualties, and the wounded or killed brothers all met their own fate.

askade

Not caring about his wounded brothers, he took off his helmet to reveal his true face.

Because at this moment he could see that the two women in front of him were probably nobles. Their young faces were full of tears. A special emotion came to his heart, as if there was an inexplicable and great force secretly warning: "Hurry up and rush forward." , they are all your slaves."

slave? Maybe.

Look at the current scene, a girl with black curly hair, her face filled with tears of grief and anger. She holds a dagger inlaid with gems in both hands. The scabbard that fell on the muddy ground still has gold lines. Her bare feet were dirty, but her clothes were obviously very elegant.

"A down-and-out Valkyrie?" He muttered casually, and heard the brothers watching the fun start to encourage him.

Indeed, it has always been the rule that the boss should enjoy the slave first.

As a member of the royal branch of Ross, Askard received cultural education and was taught that his heroic father, Professor Arik, was brave and cruel. He has also reached the age where he should like women. Based on these educations, weak women, no matter how beautiful they are, are not as good as his own speech. They are exactly the female warriors who are militant, especially the female warriors who are on the opposite side of him.

Defeat her! Control her! Get her! Marry her!

It seems that this is the only way to prove that you are a real man.

A female warrior on the opposite side? The black-haired girl in front of me is probably like this. What's more, she is indeed very beautiful, her big and bright eyes are fascinating, and the most special thing is this black hair.

A girl with black hair, a high nose, big eyes, and fair skin. Could this be the legendary Romans? Dark-haired Romans actually existed?

This concept comes to mind.

As for the girl in the back who was crying with tears all over her face, she looked like a weak rabbit. Is she good looking? no! Not even one-tenth as good as the girl holding the sword in front of me.

The girl with the sword in front of me must get her!

The reborn star fruit