Rise of Rurik

The good weather over the past few days has brought sunshine, and the warm southerly wind has quickly dried up the mud after melting snow.

It was a beautiful and sunny day, but the port of Vissingse Island was filled with combustibles.

The ships stationed ashore were hit by a large number of rockets, and more flaming arrows were still falling.

It was already dusk, and Rurik stared and insisted on continuing the attack. His men naturally implemented the king's decision, and the next actions were even more outrageous.

Although the Russian army prepared a large number of arrows, they could not afford to waste them on lighting them.

"Jevlo, take some people ashore, set fire to their houses, and see what can be seized."

In fact, the special fighting situation is not conducive to the Ross army. The fishing villages on the shore are full of fire points. As long as it takes time to ferment, the flames are enough to engulf the entire village.

Jevro didn't want to take the brothers ashore to take risks. Since it was the king's decision, let's do it.

The big ships put down the small boats, and Jevlo personally took a hundred brothers and a dozen barrels of smelly fish oil, and rowed ashore wearing single clothes. They specially looked for a place that was not affected by the flames for the time being. These Finnish soldiers carried wooden barrels of fish oil and dripped water ashore with short swords or short-handled axes hanging from their mouths.

Jevro ordered again: "Put your things down first, and all of you get yourselves wet."

Some people were puzzled: "Sir, is it necessary?"

"Do it quickly. Before the flames burn you."

The fishing village of Vissingse was literally on fire. The fishermen evacuated in panic, and no one dared to stand on the burning shore to confront the attackers.

Because the warlord tyrant Carl "The Wild Bear" and his people had retreated to the fortress, people had never seen the overlord of this lake area in such a miserable condition. Looking at the village with smoke billowing and flames rising into the sky under the setting sun, countless people knelt down and wailed. , lamenting that he would die here.

Because almost all the islanders' ships were in that port, what was even more tragic was that Karl ordered the gate of the fortress to be closed, and all the troops and refugees were enclosed in this safe zone.

If the fortress and the fishing village had not existed independently of each other, the flames would have attacked the fortress and burned everyone.

And this was also a conservative move taken by Karl out of survival instinct in his panic.

Thanks to the fortress being located south of the fishing village, the thick smoke caused by the fire in the fishing village could only be carried to the north by the wind.

Thick smoke and flames hid the landing of Jevlo's troops.

These Finns, who have rarely experienced the heat of summer, felt like the sun was setting at this moment. Many people simply took off their coats and scuttled fishing boats anchored near the shore in the scorching heat wave. They poured fish oil into the boats that were pulled ashore and set them on fire.

There were even good quality longships here, and they were so few in number that they were a welcome trophy, although only three were towed away.

The Finns held up burning sticks and threw them hard at the huts in the distance. The roofs of the houses filled with haystacks ignited thick, choking smoke, and soon red flames shot into the sky.

Jevro didn't expect to get any loot. He tried to look for it, and all he found was some dried fish and a small amount of ale. The reserve quality was generally oats. It was more or less captured, so he ordered his subordinates to go back and deliver the loot. His Finnish troops were ordered to make the flames and smoke of Vicingse even more outrageous, like a volcanic eruption, and suddenly a fiery dragon burst out of the earth.

The Russian troops on board were shocked!

"Dragon! That's a fire dragon!"

Rurik held his hands on the side of the ship. Beside him were the young Kelha and the equally young Reglaf. They hugged the king's waist and shivered.

"Children, there is nothing to be afraid of. You are nobles! Cheer up! This is the first war you have participated in. Show me this is war!"

Let two boys of six or seven years old witness this. Their fear of Rurik is understandable, but they cannot escape.

The times have given these two children special wealth and special responsibilities. They are nobles and even military nobles.

When he noticed that the two children were huddled behind him, Rurik simply squatted on the deck, holding the two children's young shoulders and pulling them to his side.

"Open your eyes!"

Reglaf shivered: "Dad, is that a fire dragon?"

"It's the fire dragon, the monster summoned by our army!"

"Your Majesty, will that fire dragon hurt us?" Kelha asked warily.

"Of course not. That's the monster we summoned. Look carefully, the fire dragon will help us destroy their village, and there will be a decisive battle tomorrow!"

When the flames are outrageous enough, the heat surge can create a fire tornado spectacle. Taking advantage of this physical property, Ross has built fire towers during Hanukkah every year, allowing the flames to reach a height of 100 meters.

Although the Russian army was not surprised, it was still amazing to see the "Fire Dragon" again in the enemy's village. It was actually a weapon.

As for the seven thousand islanders and armed men huddled in the fortress on the other side of the battlefield, they could only watch the fire tornado and tremble. The priests could not explain what it was, and many priests made defeatist remarks.

The alliance between the priests and the warlords collapsed. "Crazy Bear" Karl killed several priests, holding their bloody heads in public, and shouted to the nearly collapsed soldiers and civilians: "That fire dragon monster will not harass us! I will not allow it." It attacks me! Anyone who dares to speak out again is like these heads!"

The people were frightened, and they were indifferent when the priest was killed by Karl. Their eyes hoped that the fire dragon would not burn the fortress, but everyone felt the heat wave that was hotter than the summer sun.

The thick smoke drifted northward, and the main force of the Ross army standing at the landing site saw the burning village and the thick smoke drifting away.

Soon, the smell of burning permeated Camp Ross.

No one felt mentally ill. On the contrary, this was a clear proof of the success of the king's fire attack. The morale of the army was at an all-time high, and many of them, who believed they were sure to win, even felt that when the army began to advance, they would eventually find a large number of charred corpses without losing any blood. As a result, the brothers can only think about going to Jönköping, the next target, to get loot.

The Russian army sang songs and roasted the cattle and sheep they had captured before, and then watched the fire raging in the enemy's village. The brothers were extremely happy.

The people were convinced that victory was inevitable, and now they could tell that the enemy was already too strong to escape.

Isn't this a replica of Visby, the core of Gotland's rule, which was besieged by the Russian army about ten years ago? !

There is no doubt that Arik noticed this situation, and he preached loudly in the army: "Don't forget our past glory! If you want to capture Visby, capture the damn Weisinger in the south!"

Only the veterans of the First Banner Group and some grown-up soldiers of the Sixth Banner Group participated in that war.

The Battle of Gotland ten years ago was the founding battle for Ross to be upgraded to a principality. The war put the fate of the country at stake, and Ross became famous in one battle!

It was that big victory, the unquestionable victory that made Rose establish a great military power in the Swedish world. Now, the Principality of Rus has been upgraded to a kingdom, and all Swedish nobles are under the command of Rus.

That war was the glory of the Russian army. The soldiers were in high spirits and prepared for tomorrow's war in their own way.

A young craftsman, under the guidance of his father, handles huge carbon steel wrenches. He is ten-year-old Kuzneslav, his father officially the legendary blacksmith Kavy.

Just like ten years ago, Kawei's work with the army officially led his own team of blacksmiths to manage and repair the army's heavy weapons as engineers.

Kuzneslav, whose nickname is Kudya, is the first-generation mixed-race son of Rus. He grew up in a privileged environment. At a young age, he not only worked hard at the blast furnace and in the forging workshop, but also actively learned advanced knowledge.

He will be the strong man of tomorrow and a new generation of great craftsmen with arms thicker than legs. Kawei has no doubt about this.

The father and son worked together to operate the flat head wrench, which was to replace a new torque unit on a torque slingshot.

As the technology of metal smelting and forging becomes more mature, things that were unthinkable in the past can now be done.

The torsion slingshot is made of hard oak frame, and the edges are mostly reinforced with metal skin. The projectile slide of some equipment is inlaid with polished carbon steel skin, and is often oiled to prevent rust.

The biggest weak point of the slingshot is the torsion unit, which consists of hemp rope, whale baleen and deer sinew. It requires frequent maintenance, and the materials must be replaced frequently and frequently immersed in oil. The hemp rope is greatly consumed.

A batch of commonly used field torsion slingshots have been packaged in wooden boxes and placed in the cabin for transportation purposes.

They are no different from slingshots used in naval battles, except that Ross already has enough financial and material resources to avoid dismantling ship-borne weapons and using them for land warfare in times of war. Especially because of the need for safe storage, if a precision slingshot is to be in its best condition before a battle, it is best to package it in the form of parts.

What Kawei and his craftsmen are currently doing is to pry open as many as fifty wooden boxes that have been shipped ashore and take out all the torsion slingshots inside.

While other soldiers were busy setting up camp, lighting bonfires and grilling meat, the craftsmen took off their shirts and sweatily took various tools. After assembling the slingshot, they placed it on the cart that also needed to be assembled.

The modular design makes the assembly itself not a big problem. The biggest problem is pre-charging the torque unit.

The huge wrench turns the ratchet, and the hemp rope set of the torsion unit lightly accumulates force, which tightens the bow arm made of thin forged steel bars.

This is a fifty-seat land battle torsion slingshot, and there are twenty bull trebuchets. It also uses torque power. The assembly work is similar to the former, except that it requires four soldiers to carry the four corner handles with bare hands to transport it to the battlefield.

If you can attack from a distance, why do you need to attack with a sword at close range? Even with a huge strength advantage, the Russian army still needs to use superb and mature long-range offensives to ensure victory as much as possible.

These scenes surprised all the Swedish allied troops. The nobles generally knew that the Russian bows were ferocious, and it was the first time they had seen them assemble a torsion slingshot.

Duke Bjorn of Mälaren ordered his thousand troops to camp and have a good rest. He and a group of his cronies went to the heavy weapons assembly site and stood aside. He is a group of simple spectators, but he regrets that he wants to buy it, but Rurik firmly refuses to buy it. But it doesn’t matter. If you can learn one through observation, you might be able to try to imitate it.

As for the saying that killing enemies with arrows is not considered bravery. forget it!

The Russians are unreasonable when it comes to archery, and we, the Melalenites, naturally have to imitate them. "Unfortunately, I have too few archers," Bjorn lamented.

Everyone in the port of Vicingse continued to burn. Night had fallen. The sky-high fire dragon had been staying in the port. Rurik was watching in the lake not far away, and the ships were also watching.

"If this fire can burn down that fortress and cremate all the enemies, I will complete the victory without spending a single soldier."

Rurik had a beautiful thought, but no miracle happened on the battlefield in favor of Ross, and even something strange happened later.

Flames engulfed the port, and the property that local fishermen had no time to move was burned to the ground. People prayed to the God of Fire to spare their lives.

On the other hand, this fire lit up the night, and the wooden walls of the island's fortress were clearly visible.

What kind of city is that? At best, it’s a village surrounded by wooden walls! I didn't even have to use a battering ram, but I did not bring that heavy weapon, but it doesn't matter, I can just find a big tree and chop it down if necessary.

Rurik pinched his beard and thought about tactics. He decided to launch a decisive battle tomorrow and try his best to defeat the city in one day.

The people who were ordered to set the fire came back, and Rurik noticed that even Jevlo was roasted to ashes, his face was black with coal, which made his smile look extremely ferocious.

"Thank you for your hard work." Rurik patted his shoulder.

"It's nothing. If I weren't worried about being roasted into a whole deer by the flames, I would continue to fight. I brought my brothers back. In addition to finding some salted fish, they were just some copper coins. They are really poor."

"Very poor?" Rurik was puzzled: "Aren't those guys the tyrants of one party? I thought we could carry away several boxes of silver coins in one battle."

"You're going to be disappointed, they are so poor."

"Okay." Rurik shrugged, his Yevlo would never lie.

The fire dragon gradually weakened, and it seemed that the fire in the entire port area was also stable. It did not dissipate, but entered into a stable combustion. For this kind of fire, I am afraid that it will not be extinguished until it naturally runs out of fuel.

Rurik stamped his feet, the firelight shining on his face, showing that victorious smile.

There is no need for the fleet to stay here anymore, and sailing at night is not a problem. It just needs to take advantage of the east wind to run to the north of the island and head towards the overwhelming bonfires.

That night, Rurik returned to his military camp.

The army greeted their king with roasted meat and cooked wheat porridge.

The nobles gathered together again, with their heads high and low as they listened to the King's detailed explanation of the situation of setting fire to Hong Kong. They all clapped their thighs and cheered when they heard the excitement.

The night was dark. The weather was fine in the afternoon, but gradually the moon disappeared at night.

The weather has become strange. It doesn't matter. In Sweden, it often rains lightly and then clears up quickly.

Arrays of bonfires lit up the night, and burning fishing villages to the south illuminated the dark clouds.

But no one expected that when the nobles and generals were discussing the march tomorrow, and everyone went to their respective battalion commanders to rest, a heavy rain came unexpectedly.

The heavy rain was unusual. It came so quickly that it extinguished the bonfire and woke up Rurik who was sleeping soundly.

The heavy rain came unexpectedly, and the Ross Army Camp was in chaos for a while. Rainfall itself is not terrible. Everyone who goes out to fight has long been mentally prepared for sudden rainfall. Everyone just hates the suddenness of rainfall.

The direct consequence of a heavy rain was that the fire in the port was extinguished. The steam filled the fortress not far away, and the soldiers and civilians of Jotalan who were sleeping soundly woke up suddenly.

People who were on the verge of psychological collapse reveled in the heavy rain at night because they saw that the fire of sin was quickly extinguished.

Although "Crazy Bear" Carl couldn't figure out the cause of the sudden heavy rain, the priest helped him figure out the problem: the lake god was trying to save us.

"It was the gods who extinguished the fire! Gods are helping us! Let those attackers come! Maybe tomorrow, the gods will raise a big wave and push them all into the lake and drown them!"

Karl publicized this to the public. Find Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan． com He specially promoted the statement "the favor of the Lake God", and the desperate people believed it, and their morale, which had fallen to the bottom, rose again.

The heavy rain extinguished the fire, but could it extinguish the Russian army's confidence in victory? !

The rain is just a small trouble that can be overcome quickly. The Ross Army is fully prepared. Tomorrow, no matter whether the ground is muddy or not, the 7,000-man army will march through the waterways and sweep across the entire Wizinger Island.

As for the sudden rain, Rurik, after calming down, roughly guessed the cause.

The matter is really darkly humorous. He has knowledge and knows that any rainfall requires condensation nuclei. It is in this lake area that there are two large lakes, Wetern and Wenern. However, the quiet and pleasant area has strong water vapor but extremely clear air. The burning village caused a large amount of carbon ink to be carried high into the sky by the heat wave, especially the fire tornado. When abundant water vapor encounters dense condensation nuclei, it makes sense that a heavy rain suddenly fell.

"After all, this is war." Rurik smiled awkwardly after realizing the reason.

If I had known this, it would have been better to simply seal off the port area during the day and avoid setting fires, and now it would have added some trouble to my decisive battle...

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