Rise of Rurik

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Farmland begins to appear ahead, which is a wonderful omen.

"Great, thank the gods for the luck they gave us, we finally found their nest." Fisk noticed the increasingly dense wasteland in the riverside area, and couldn't help but think of its wonderful picture during the autumn harvest.

"Pig Nose" Swain stared around and said, "But this place is so deserted, there is no one around at a glance."

"Just keep moving forward, Sven, and tell your people to prepare for battle. No matter where they find their village or the garrison, we will rush in and destroy it."

"Like an eagle flying across the snow to catch a hare?" Sven asked with a smile.

"That's it. Choose the opportunity to use the armor-piercing arrow and keep walking!"

The two cavalry flag detachments finally officially entered the Alzette Valley under the leadership of Fisk. The sense of desolation they now feel is natural.

What is completely different from the mountains on both sides is that the deciduous forests quickly turn yellow after the north wind pours into the valley, especially the red leaves of the maples among them. However, the local cold-resistant pine and fir trees are still the mainstream, and their existence is The mountains are still dark green.

All the reeds in the river valley area are withered and yellow, and the grass is swaying in the cold wind.

Horse hooves trampled the fields and ridges wantonly, and the soldiers were ordered to take off their hats and put on helmets, with feathers stuck on the top of their helmets. Although this was a bit cold at first, as they became more and more excited and their whole bodies heated up, their fiery hands gripped the reins and bows tightly, and the horse archers in excellent condition were ready to start shooting at any time.

Finally, a village appeared ahead.

The thatched roofs blend into the environment. At first glance, the houses look like mounds by the river, and the rising smoke completely exposes the village.

"horn!

Sound the attack horn! Annihilate this village! "

Fisk issued the combat order, and each centurion quickly launched tactical actions and launched a charge in an inverted triangular array.

Because the weather is too cold, the villagers are hiding in their homes like hibernating animals. Most of their food was looted by the newly arrived Frankish army. The couple and children had to hide at home and count the limited food. At least this winter, the lives of each family would not be in crisis, but next year...

Each family was forced to prepare a shield and a hunting spear, and there was almost no armor.

In name, each village has a sound self-defense force, and will be gathered to participate in the expedition next year.

The villagers never expected that the Normans, whom they were about to attack the next year, would suddenly arrive, arriving in cavalry.

The ground was shaking, and villagers working at home went outside to see what was going on.

As for those who were chopping firewood with axes outdoors, they saw the cavalry approaching rapidly and did not have much fear for a while.

The settlers in Luxembourg had only seen Frankish cavalry, and had no idea that other forces also had cavalry. They even regarded Charlemagne's conquest of the Avars fifty years ago as some kind of myth.

They did not hesitate to think that they were the cavalry of the nobles, or Count Ramengau's, or Count Ulichgau's. Perhaps they were just returning from a patrol mission. After all, the cavalry had to travel through the Alzette Valley to reach the southern military camp. .

There was a whooshing sound in the air. Originally, the Ross cavalry was ordered to kill without mercy. Killing boring farmers was not an honor at all for "Odin's warriors", but farmers holding weapons are warriors, especially those holding weapons in their hands.

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The man with the long-handled wood-cutting axe. Because according to some accounts, the traditional berserker warriors in the north were dressed in green runes, unarmored and armed with long-handled battle axes, and bravely rushed into the enemy's formation to chop and kill indiscriminately.

The arrows killed the loggers, thinking that the militiamen who were preparing to go out to attack the Normans next year died at the hands of Norman horse archers six months in advance.

The Ross Army did not know this situation. There were as many as 500 people of all kinds in the whole village. It was a large village with twists and turns of streets. There were also small vegetable gardens and chicken coops and sheep pens in the village. It was like a small city. The Ross Army only Only when I got deeper into it did I realize that it was not a small village.

Horse hooves splashed mud, and the entire village was quickly occupied. They used ropes to pull down the sheds, shot the helpless villagers with arrows, and killed them with spears and swords.

The Russian army whistled to look after each other, and each hundred-man team in the village fought independently. However, the number of the army greatly exceeded the adults in the village. When the villagers spontaneously resisted in desperate situations, they immediately encountered the strongest attack from the Russian army.

As for those who were hiding in the houses, the Ross cavalry looked for the burning fires and directly set fire to those haystack houses. The fire was not seen yet but the houses were filled with smoke. Those who were in extreme pain took out the smoke while coughing violently. What awaited them was the broad-bladed hunting arrows of the Lauros army.

The Ross Army originally thought that this larger village was a military camp, but now they discovered that it was just an ordinary village.

Kill everything first and then loot. If a soldier leaves his formation and is busy looting, the soldier, captain of ten, captain of thirty, and centurion will be fined to varying degrees and have their military pay suspended depending on the situation, although this punishment is far less severe. Mongolian cavalry "left the team without authorization and looted the looters"

The mere threat of a fine was enough to scare these Russian standing armies.

After a quick and chaotic battle, villagers died on a large scale. The thick smoke from a large number of houses made the entire area look like a crack in the earth, and various things were scrambling to crawl out of the cracks in hell.

The thick smoke was mixed with bright red flames, and the fire became more and more intense, making the entire cold world warm too much.

The unburnt houses were finally allowed to be looted. The soldiers no longer felt that they could plunder any property from here. They found some cloth, old shoes of poor quality, inferior clothes and hats, and some food.

The villagers found that the clothing and hats were too simple, and compared to the Russian soldiers, they were dressed like rags. They found some coarse cloth bags to put grain on the spot, and even moved the horses into the house, allowing the horses to chew wheat without restraint.

Still, more than a hundred people were driven away, including many priests who looked confused.

Sven rode up, standing next to Fisk and glancing at the man to be killed.

"The monastery has already seen it. The gold and silverware are presented as tribute to the king. The remaining property is not much and my flag team has divided it up."

"Very good." Fisk nodded.

"What to do with these people? Why did I see a group of women? Are they all going to be executed?"

"No need. I won't waste time with this kind of person, and I don't want my honor to be insulted." Fisk immediately ordered his subordinates to make way for him. This signal could not be clearer.

But the frightened women collapsed one by one on the ground at a loss.

"I'm all scared. What should I do?" Swain asked.

"Then..." I saw Fisk firing rapidly, and the dazed priest was knocked down by the arrow. He shouted in simple Frankish words: "Quick! Run away!"

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The distinguished priest died in front of them. Until then, more than a hundred people supported each other and escaped, leaving their backs to the Russian army, like moving targets one by one.

Not wanting to be a mean person in this regard, Fisk asked Swain, "Are there any casualties among your men?"

"Hoo." Sven curled his lips, turning his nose up even more. This made him look more like a wild boar, and he was quite arrogant. "There is no loss, and there is no honor even in fighting the villagers."

"Without further delay, now notify the entire army to stop looting and assemble immediately. We don't care about these exiled villagers! Kill all the livestock in the village immediately, but chop off the legs of the sheep, and then... attack the next target."

Therefore, the soldiers each carried a leg of lamb, which was expected to be the next high-quality military ration, and took another batch of grain mainly as high-energy feed for the war horses. The soldiers also found some smelly cheese to use as temporary dry food.

They quickly recovered the arrows and seized short spears and hand axes that seemed to be still usable.

The cavalry took a short rest before rushing to the next target. Behind them were monstrous fires and gray-black smoke that shot straight into the sky. It became extremely obvious in the sun and spread rapidly in the north.

The Ross cavalry were uniformly dressed and a mighty team. They continued to fly the flag. At first glance, it was the "St. Andrew's Flag", but the villagers knew nothing about it.

Terror occurred in the northern part of the Alzette Valley, as if the earth was opening and hellfire was spewing out.

The unattacked villages suffered from panic one after another. The priests in the villages did not know what was happening, but they knew exactly what they should do. Mortals could not deal with such strange things. Only the Frankish army in the south could.

When a village

The children began to flee south spontaneously, and the news quickly spread to the villages in the entire valley area, and the great escape gradually began.

In the southern military camp, Frankish soldiers saw abnormalities one after another. Gilbert, who lived in the city of Namur, had never seen such a situation, but Count Eberhard of Jülichgau had seen the burning Aachen. Estimate the situation there.

Archbishop Hatega of Liege even thought of Maastricht and Liege that were in flames. His cathedral was destroyed in the siege of Norman pirates.

Facing the thick smoke, the old man trembled all over: "What's wrong! It's the Normans! Before we even attacked them, they came by themselves!"

Gilbert and Eberhard were standing beside the old man.

"Papa, are they really Normans? We have just arrived in Luxembourg not long ago!" Eberhard asked nervously, "Although they move very fast."

Hartgar frowned: "Because, the Alzette River flows into the Vaal River, and the Vaal River flows into the Moselle River. The Normans are rowing here, and they may be looting the villages in the north! You! Organize cavalry to annihilate them. !Now is your chance to annihilate these boating villains."

Gilbert suddenly realized it, and then geared up: "What a good opportunity. I will lead the troops to see if they are really Normans... Hahaha. Let's go!"

Gilbert turned around and walked away, summoning his cavalry with great execution. When he appeared, there was already a strong cavalry team behind him.

The Frankish army has always been proud of its cavalry. Those Normans rowed their boats and ran away after grabbing them. Such disgusting tactics always made the vengeful Frankish cavalry completely empty.

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gilbert's mother

His father was a Danish woman, but in fact he was a beautiful female prisoner of Danish-Norman pirates captured by his father when he participated in the crusade against Port Durist. The woman became pregnant soon after she was forced to convert to Christianity, and the old earl finally got his only male heir.

No one dared to publicly question Gilbert's bloodline. Even if he became the emperor's son-in-law, the imperial nobles privately despised this boy for his bad bloodline. Later, the kidnapping of the princess was similar to that of the Norman pirates, which further deepened this situation. disdain.

It just so happens that this kind of person with a poor bloodline is extremely active in serving the king. His Excellency Gilbert does not need to prove anything to those imperial nobles. He wants to gain huge benefits in the war, as long as he greatly helps his father-in-law who is the emperor. ,future……

Gilbert had a huge interest in Masgao, hoping to succeed him as Count Masgao after everything was settled, and then gain military management rights in the Diocese of Liège, becoming the most powerful nobleman due west of Aachen.

The two counts gathered together 800 cavalry. They were standard Frankish cavalry. Most of the warriors wore full sets of chain mail on their upper bodies, and even their arms were wrapped in chain mail. They were also reinforced with light leather armor on key parts of the body. defense.

The Frank cavalry quickly assembled. They hung two shields on their saddles to protect their legs, tied a small shield on their left arm, and hung their iron swords on the left side of their belts. In their right hands, they held a spear about three meters long, accompanied by multiple cross flags. Gilbert set off first with his Ramon cavalry, followed by Eberhard's Jülichgau cavalry.

"Hurry, my loyal knights! Annihilate the Normans, behead them, seize their long swords."

Ship, the emperor will reward you for your bravery! "

Gilbert was such a brave man, and the knights were closely accompanied by their retinue of cavalry. Based on their understanding of the Normans in Durist Port, everyone was afraid that if they ran too slowly, the raiding Normans would jump to the ground. The half-grounded longship fled down the river.

No one thought that the Normans would dare to plunder in late autumn and early winter. The enemy was so arrogant that they set fires everywhere. Then, the Frank cavalry also had to fight in early winter, uncharacteristically.

Meanwhile, Ross's cavalry was spreading destruction.

Fisk had no idea that he would find more settlements as he went south. He gave a simple order, "Attack them with swords and spears as much as possible! Drive them away! Set fire to as many houses as possible!"

The Russian army deliberately created chaos to force the villagers to flee, and then took advantage of the chaos to continue southward. In this way, the escapees rushing into the possible Frankish army camp will spread the panic. The Franks should not attack their own villagers, and the existence of the villagers itself will delay their counterattack.

The deeper they go into the valley, the bolder they become. Fisk has sufficient experience of going deep alone. He believes that he can retreat calmly even if he rushes in. The victories along the way make all the officers and soldiers of the two cavalry teams full of confidence.

However, an abnormality suddenly appeared in front.

A single cavalryman is already a big target, let alone the eight hundred cavalrymen in the attack. Their erect lances are like a moving forest.

Fisk suddenly noticed this anomaly and was taken aback, but his sufficient combat experience allowed him to deal with it calmly.

"I thought I could fish in troubled waters, but I didn't expect to encounter their main force. The Franks' counterattack came so quickly?!"

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His flag officer asked nervously: "Boss, could it be that you encountered

Are they elite? "

"Elite? Bah! We are fighting the elite! Trumpeter! Notify the whole army to stop the pursuit and prepare to fight the enemy cavalry! This time I will use tactics."

The low and penetrating horn sound resounded across the ground. The Ross cavalry quickly reined in their horses. Each centurion team gathered into a total of six combat units. They stopped and placed armor-piercing arrows on the bow handles one after another. The stopped horses kept twisting. Hold your head and take a breather.

For the Frank cavalry, they never expected to encounter a strange and large-scale cavalry force.

The villagers were still scrambling to flee, and some people began to pass by the Frank cavalry, shouting: "Devil! Satan!"

"That's a Norman? A Norman on horseback?" Eberhard was nervous and suspicious.

Gilbert stopped someone casually. He didn't get the information he wanted, but he confirmed that the village was being destroyed in a premeditated manner, and the murderers were those strange cavalry in white robes.

Look at those flags again!

Gilbert and Eberhard looked at each other closely, and then took a deep breath.

"It's the Rus! The most despicable of the Normans!"

"Yes, they are the ones disguised as the flag of St. Andrew's Cross!"

The bad reputation of the Ross Army has been widely spread, especially in Ramengau and Jülichgau, which are very close to the mouth of the Rhine. Now we have learned more about Denmark and Ross from different channels.

"What should we do? Fight them with all our strength?" Eberhard asked.

"Of course we're going to fight! We can't let such villains continue to destroy! I'm going to charge!" Gilbert's eyes seemed to be hiding daggers: "Uncle, let's charge!"

"Then do it!" Ai

Burkhart took a deep breath, waved his hand, and his men aimed their spears at the front.

Frankish cavalry is accustomed to half-turn tactics, and wall-mounted assault warriors are not used unless necessary. They had never fought a fierce battle with the Ross cavalry, and now decided to seize the opportunity and press forward with all their strength.

From the standpoint of the Ross Army, when all Ru Lin's spears were brought down, Fisk soon knew what they were going to do.

"Are you going to fight me?" He calmed down and ordered: "Throw one round, let's evade it tactically!"

In an instant, nearly 600 light arrows flew over 200 meters and fell with a strong whooshing sound. The unprepared Frank cavalry suffered a round of missiles. Their position was in chaos, but when they calmed down, they realized that the losses were almost negligible. A few people were hit by arrows in secondary parts.

The light arrows, which were already at the end of their crossbows, had limited damage to armored soldiers. Fisk did not care about the number of kills. What he wanted was to disrupt the enemy's position to facilitate his own tactical retreat, so that the tactics of luring the enemy deep could be implemented.

When Gilbert and Eberhard calmed down, all the Ross cavalry had already fled north.

"Coward! Don't leave!" Gilbert didn't care too much and led his own people in the lead.

"Wait a minute! Boy, don't be anxious." Eberhard wanted to stop him, but all the Lamont High Cavalry had already rushed out. He couldn't tolerate this kid taking risks alone, so he gritted his teeth and led his own people in pursuit.

In this way... the Frank cavalry was like a big fish caught, attracted away by the Ross cavalry.

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Fisk knew that his side was best at cavalry archers, and that hedging against the opponent's lancers who wanted to attack on the wall was courting death, so he decided to use cunning means to lure them to a more open area, slowly and slowly.

Slowly drain their energy, and even lure them back to Trier.

Because the time is coming! Regardless of whether he discovered the so-called Luxembourg Frank Army Camp, he must retreat and report back to his duties.

If you lure a bunch of idiots back...

The Russian soldiers were enjoying themselves while running wildly.

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