Rise of Rurik

Maybe now is the perfect opportunity to escape.

Right at the riverside camp of the Ross Alliance Army, standing here you can clearly see the cross flags flying on the thick stone walls of Maastricht City on the other side of the river and the huge cross erected specially.

In any case, even if the captured Princess Gisla was based on her own beliefs, she was not willing to agree to any promises made by the Norman nobles.

She has learned that the powerful Frank cavalry is on the other side of the river. If they know that they are trapped in the palace, why not rescue them?

"No! They must be here to save me!"

The princess wanted to run away, but she was still stared at by Shishuang Anjing, and all her actions were under surveillance.

"God, grant us victory! Let our army defeat these Normans." She prayed silently, closing her eyes as if in meditation, reciting prayers and curses silently in her mind.

But there is another girl who has already changed her mind.

The young Norman noble promised an extremely bright future. If the boy died in battle or was injured, and if there was a big problem with the Norman army, what would he do?

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Even if he is rescued, it is better not to be rescued.

After all, Alicia is just a maid, and now the princess who originally cared less about her also claims to break up with her. The most fatal thing was that he had become impure due to his affair with a Norman noble. The best result of being rescued was to be sent to a women's monastery to practice hard life for a lifetime, which was just another form of imprisonment.

She won't run away, not even without shackles.

She was still wearing the men's clothing of the Russian army, and now she was standing by the river, crossing herself subconsciously on her chest, and praying to the Virgin Mary to bless her Asgard. Such behavior is very weird, but no one pays attention to such a girl anymore.

The coalition forces now did not care about the spoils of war. Due to the strong stimulation, all the previous war-weariness was swept away.

Meanwhile, in the residential areas to the north of the city, all the narrow streets were now crowded with cavalry.

Although it rained heavily before, the summer rain comes and goes quickly.

The bright sunshine for many days has made the land that had been soaked by rain turn into a lake of slurry dry again. The rain stimulated the grass to grow wildly, and even stimulated the wheat fields near the city.

As an important grain-producing area, Maastricht Parish will in principle transfer a large part of its grain to the Brussels military camp. But now the nearby villagers are fleeing. For General Tristan who has regained the city, if he cannot solve the Norman problem quickly and quickly, once the farming season is delayed, although the harvest will not be lost this year, the worst result is that all the soldiers will dismount. Bend over and become a mike.

The streets and alleys in the north of the city were in a state of solemn killing, and the cavalry remained absolutely silent. Only some horses neighed slightly and shook their heads unconsciously. The war horse clearly felt the uneasiness before the battle, or it completely understood the order given by its master.

Future battles will change the traditional Frankish tactics, that is, the traditional tactics of organizing multiple cavalry detachments to retreat with a single poke like an eagle sweeping the ground with a spear. This tactic can protect the war horse, and can also continuously weaken the enemy's strength and force the enemy to develop weaknesses. But now the Frank army had no patience to wait for the Normans to form a formation.

In other words, once the Normans are really allowed to form a majestic battle formation, the tactical effect General Tristan desires cannot be achieved very well.

He intends to organize the cavalry to launch a mass charge of two thousand cavalry. Currently, all the horses with the best armor are placed in the front position, and the unarmored light cavalry are behind.

A large number of cavalry are equipped with spears, which are essentially a soft pole with a fusiform spear head.

The cavalry brought by Earl Gilbert basically did not carry this kind of equipment. In order to facilitate movement, he urgently ordered the army to find wooden poles while stationed in the city, such as using pitchforks instead of low-quality lances to make up for it.

General Tristan is waiting. The soldiers under his command are well-trained. The other two flag captains are closely watching his actions and will not attack rashly without orders.

There is also an element of instability here.

Tristan was worried about Count Gilbert of Ramongo, a young man who was only twenty-one years old and full of energy. After all, the streets where the cavalry were hidden were narrow, and he had to be separated from Ramon Gao's army. The sight was obscured by a large number of thatched houses. Tristan had no idea what Gilbert was doing at the moment.

When the first batch of Norman troops landed, the executioners, who felt that their mission was completed, hurriedly began to evacuate.

These people were originally cavalrymen, so naturally there were escape horses placed at the execution site.

They moved lightly and rushed to their respective horses at extremely fast speeds. They quickly mounted their horses with their legs pedaling, and their slightly bowed legs suddenly squeezed the horse's belly. They and the horse quickly ran towards the west.

The reason why they did not run towards the residential areas in the north of the city where there was a heavy ambush was all due to General Tristan's strategy. In this way, they seemed to be escaping through the open space to the west.

How can a human's legs be as fast as a galloping horse?

Bjorn, who wanted to kill several executioners, was furious. He pointed his sword directly at the back of the horseman and yelled: "Go to hell! Bastard! Sooner or later I will kill you all!"

At this moment, some of the subordinates suddenly inspected the slaughtered companions. Some of them had lost all their blood and died, while others were still very angry.

Even when some people were dying, their lips were still trembling, as if they wanted to say something.

The Melalen warriors of the same clan wanted to stab their companions with a sword to get a clear understanding. Since their companions had last words, they should put their ears close to them.

"There is... there is an ambush. You are all idiots, looking for death. Get out! Get out!"

The dying man utters the faintest curse words just to alert his companions.

After saying that, the person died.

ambush? Is there an ambush here?

The soldier looked left and right, and saw that it was clearly an open field. Not far away lay the corpses of the enemy who had been stranded after the battle more than ten days ago. The stench that had been permeating the place was really uncomfortable. As for the ambush, there was no danger at all.

The respective warriors urgently informed the boss Bjorn, who was temporarily at a loss, of the news that their companions had sacrificed their lives for.

"The deceased said there was an ambush? Is this true? Did you hear it correctly?"

The subordinates hesitated and acquiesced that it was indeed true.

It was only then that Bjorn finally felt an inexplicable risk. After all, during the initial battle, a large number of armed men rushed out of a residential area not far away. They were all poor militiamen, and most of them didn't even have decent clothes. Killing these guys was as easy and quick as cutting up fish and felling wood.

But... what if it's a cavalry?

Fortunately, he looked back and saw that the Ross army began to land one after another, and more friendly troops were also landing. The feeling of isolation and helplessness disappeared without a trace as soon as it emerged.

"Ah, maybe the enemy is just venting their anger. They don't have the guts to fight us."

Optimism soon outweighed fear, and Bjorn began to order his men to pick up his murdered companions and prepare them for burial on the spot.

No, Askard, who wanted to fight the enemy to death, landed with his brothers. He was quite well prepared, including three centurions of sword and shield bearers and one centurion of crossbowmen. Ordinary soldiers would set up a shield wall when they landed. , crossbowmen also formed a tactical matrix. Young people are impulsive. Because they train very diligently on weekdays, they instinctively set up their own formations on any open battlefield.

This move seemed like they were really facing a powerful enemy. The prepared posture of the Seventh Flag Army caused subsequent landing soldiers to be on high alert. Even the free Danish fishermen who followed the coalition forces spontaneously followed Yinvar the Boneless' personal soldiers. The town set up a shield wall on the shore.

Therefore, from the perspective of the ambushing Frank army, the Norman army was on alert as soon as they landed, as if their ambush had been exposed.

Tristan, who has experienced many battles, feels that this is not the case. Those Norman gangsters have developed the habit of being cautious after robbery. After all, it is a despicable business. They must know that everything they do is extremely hated.

But Count Gilbert of Ramongo did not have the determination of a veteran.

"Sir, the Norman gangsters are setting up a formation, really let them prepare well, we..." The soldier's suggestion was stopped abruptly by Gilbert.

Let’s look at this young earl. He holds his helmet with both hands and hangs up the armor piece of face protection. The huge nose guard and the decorative eyebrow arch of the helmet form a "cross" on the front of his face. His blue eyes Staring brightly at the north.

The young man angrily pulled out his gem-encrusted iron sword. This sword was of great significance. It represented family inheritance and also symbolized the glorious victories of his fathers and ancestors in the past.

With a cavalry regiment composed entirely of people from his hometown, he was in high spirits.

"Warriors of Namur! Do not disgrace the glory of our ancestors! For glory! For faith! For morality! For the king! And for the innocent people who were killed! Kill the Normans! Let's go!"

In an instant, the entire Ramon Gao army became more powerful, with soldiers shouting and horses neighing collectively.

The Count on the opposite side was also infected by the high emotions he had provoked. The more the soldiers shouted, the more he felt that his courage could bring about a glorious victory.

The thatched house can no longer hide this cavalry force of more than 400 people. They are the most elite army in the entire Earl of Ramongao. The knights in the entire territory bring their own elite retinues and cooperate with the Earl family cavalry to integrate into a single force. The military strength is similar to that of the king's standing army.

In this battle, Count Ramongao entered and exited with elite troops. Even though he saw more and more enemies landing on the beach, young Gilbert still believed that he had the upper hand.

He took the lead and charged with his sword raised, followed by the cavalry behind him. They appeared like magic from many narrow alleys. More than four hundred riders rode on the grass-covered riverside battlefield, causing the earth to tremble.

A behemoth appeared, and all the Ross coalition soldiers who landed were shocked.

However, after a brief shock, everyone remained calm.

Askard bared his teeth, pulled out his sword and stood with his brothers: "Hold still! Shield wall! Hold still."

He quickly arranged, and the well-trained crossbowmen stood in three rows. They carried round shields and swords at their waists. Although they obviously only had one chance to face the cavalry with their crossbows.

The distance is a little further, but the cavalry's impact speed is very fast. Nowadays, the cavalry of the Kingdom of Ross is expanding. Askard, who can ride a horse, knows a lot, and his confidence comes from this.

The soldiers of the Seventh Flag Team began their three-stage attack, and they were also the first team to launch a counterattack.

As Gilbert charged, he found that the Norman counterattack came much faster than he expected.

The armor-piercing arrows fired by the light crossbow modified from the recurve bow can still ensure a certain degree of lethality at a relatively long distance, but Ramon Gaojun is not a fool. Since he wants to attack with all his strength, the soldiers in the front row are not only wearing chainmail , and also wear a cloth-faced vest to protect the torso, and even the war horse's chest is hung with cloth-faced armor, and the war horse's forehead is also covered with a layer of hard leather riveted with iron sheets.

The arrows missed and hit the horse, but some arrow clusters happened to penetrate into the gaps in the warrior's armor.

The injured cavalry gritted their teeth and clamped their spears in their armpits, charging toward the enemy in a martyr's attitude.

The three-stage attack technique had been exhausted. Seeing that the enemy's charge was still not delayed, Askard was so shocked that he could not panic at all. He could only maintain the shield wall with his brothers in order to resist the impact.

After holding the buckler, Ascard felt the fear of death for the first time. His optimism was gone. Although he clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, his eyes closed subconsciously, silently praying that he would not be knocked away by the war horse. .

However, the charge of Ramon Gao's army did not rush towards the position of Ross's Seventh Flag. After all, Asgard's troops had just landed and were too close to the river.

Ramon Gaojun still targeted the wooden stakes used to execute prisoners of war, intending to completely trample to death those enemies who clearly did not have a dignified formation.

Bjorn never dreamed that the Frank cavalry would chase him and beat him violently.

"Damn it! Brothers, let's get to the river!" After shouting, he no longer cared about his companions, left his brothers behind, picked up his sword and ran away.

In an instant, the Mellaren army collapsed again, causing panic among the Jotalan noble army and the Danish army that had just landed.

No one can really sit still, it's just that Askard's army looks calm on the surface.

There were still a large number of warriors on the other side of the river, and this side of the river quickly fell into chaos.

Yin Val the Boneless is still sitting on the sedan carried by his subordinates. He is a disabled person and is not even qualified to fear death at this moment. As a young man, he thought about death, but if he died under the iron cavalry of the Franks, it would be worthy of his status as a descendant of Sigurd the "Ring of the Ring".

Inval's calmness ensured the stability of the Danish military town.

The impact is inevitable!

Gilbert's movements were very fast. The cavalry of Ramon's high army successfully caught up with the Mellaren people, trampled them again, and then ran into the army of five Jotalan nobles. Some of the cavalry also ran into the A. Flank of Scudder's Seventh Flag.

A group of soldiers were knocked into the Maas River by horses. The armor and stomach on their bodies dragged the soldiers and quickly sank into the river bed. They tried to take off their armor quickly, but their bodies sank into the mud of the river bottom, so that only a few people were left. After a lot of struggling, he finally emerged from the water and breathed heavily.

The cavalry finally lost momentum, but that only meant the end of the first round.

"Soldiers, follow me and retreat!"

Gilbert may be brave or reckless, but he is by no means a fool who loves fighting. Seeing that some of his subordinates were being killed by the Normans after their horses' legs were deliberately cut off due to their horses falling down, they had the idea to evade them temporarily.

The team of more than 400 riders lined up like multiple heavy trucks and ran over an arc among the Ross coalition landing forces. After causing a number of casualties, they calmly withdrew from the battlefield.

Some soldiers had their chests crushed by horseshoes and died on the spot, while others had their lungs pierced by spears and died after breathing out their last breath. Many soldiers were not killed on the spot. They were all fatally wounded, and their wails resounded throughout the earth.

"Is everything okay? Are you all okay?" Askard, who thought he would be knocked away, asked loudly after regaining his composure.

At this moment, the centurion of the 400th team under his command shouted in a tearful tone: "Brother! It's terrible here!"

"Crap?"

Askard raised his head alertly, then his scalp became numb. He widened his eyes and saw that his flanks had suffered heavy losses. Many soldiers were lying on the ground, some were completely motionless, and some were still twisting and wailing. He could clearly see that some of his subordinates were vomiting blood in pain. The gorgeous white robes with blue stripes were not only stained with black mud, but also soaked red with the blood of the soldiers.

Is this the power of heavy cavalry?

And the enemy is not far away, they seem to be forming a team.

"Oops!" Askard didn't have time to take care of his wounded soldiers, and immediately shouted: "Quickly form the team! Get ready for the second round of impact!" He noticed that the Finnish army was next to his array, and those longbow soldiers seemed He was also shocked and overwhelmed by the chaos just now.

His eyes found his good brother Kelhar. "Hey! Finn." He shouted: "Join forces with me! Kelha, come here!"