Rise of Rurik

The teams of bullock carts and handcarts crowded in the narrow road were unable to move in the face of a sudden attack. The men and women looked at the charging cavalry. When they realized the danger, the cavalry had already pressed forward.

The arrows first caused some casualties. The people evacuating Jönköping never expected that their escape route south would be blocked by the enemy.

Some people subconsciously ran towards the nearby forest, and many others were directly overwhelmed by the cavalry.

The sword slashed wantonly, the spear stabbed wantonly.

Gradually, the collision of horses' chests can break people's muscles and bones, and after falling to the ground, they are trampled to death by horseshoes.

The roads are already overcrowded, and the open spaces in the city of Jönköping are still filled with a large number of people who are eager to leave. They packed up their belongings with their families. On the one hand, they were worried about the sudden rowing of the Swedish army that was attacking Wizinger Island. On the other hand, they also complained that the evacuation of the people in front was too slow.

Gradually, they heard the roar from the south, and soon heard a strange roar and the desperate cry of the people.

Like a steamroller crushing everything, Fisk, whose sword was dripping with blood, had led the cavalry that swept across the road and rushed down the slope and out of the forest. What was displayed in front of the Ross cavalry was that it was neither big nor small. The small city of Jönköping.

This place looks like a large rural area, and all the scenes remind Fisk of Fort Ross in the past.

There are no clear roads in the city, and there is black mud under the horses' hooves. The houses are almost all made of wood and adobe, with large and small longhouses accompanied by some pens. Not far away is the city's pier. Although it is a pier, there are few piers that go deep into the lake. There are a large number of large and small boats that directly wash up on the beach.

"It's really strange. You obviously have a boat and can escape by water, so why are you gathering outdoors and planning to evacuate along that road?"

Fisk was quite surprised, but he was clear about one basic fact—the Jotalans in Jönköping wanted to escape.

"Brothers!" He raised his sword and said immediately: "They want to escape! Can't let them escape! Kill all the armed men here and force them to surrender!"

His order could only be passed on to a dozen people in the rebel army at first. As the brothers passed the message to each other, the order was soon heard by the entire army.

The fact is that the cavalry made plans in advance, and Fisk's order was just a restatement of the principle.

Before the operation, the Ross Cavalry had no idea how large the population of Jönköping was and how many armed men there were. They considered those armed with weapons (including clubs) as warriors and would be mercilessly killed unless they dropped their weapons and sat on the ground.

The mercenaries raised by Jönköping merchants are well equipped. Based on the merchant's own financial resources, there are as many as thirty men to protect a family, and as few as five or six men to protect their sponsors.

The mercenaries had very obvious large shields. They subconsciously built a shield wall and huddled in a circle to protect the family members of the benefactor and the property on the cart.

It was this act of self-defense that attracted a heavy attack from the cavalry.

It only takes two or three ten-man squads to pick up recurve bows and shoot light arrows at the shield holders to interfere. When the shield wall is forcibly opened, a squad fiercely collides once, the shield wall collapses, and the stubborn resisters get the chance. It would be the deadly trampling and slashing of the Ross cavalry.

The merchants were hacked to death, and the mercenaries who fell to the ground were trampled by horse hooves and stabbed to death with short spears.

Some businessmen's women were tied up with ropes by the cavalry and dragged to the back of the horse.

Some cavalry soldiers even used steel-arm crossbows. The cavalry would rather slowly wind up the heavy equipment with a winch at the edge of the battlefield. The heavy and short arrows were in place, and one blow destroyed the shields of the stubborn resisters.

Archery, chopping, and trampling, three hundred cavalry were killing indiscriminately in Jönköping, mercenaries raised by merchants and craftsmen, or people who spontaneously took up arms in crisis. Unless they gathered together to form a formation to protect themselves, now they Without any formation, they faced the cavalry charge at an absolute disadvantage.

After just a period of indiscriminate killing, the entire effective resistance of Jönköping collapsed.

Thirty cavalry squads, each of which is a combat unit, fought in groups under the command of the squad leader and captured the entire Jönköping without any losses.

The blood of the dead soaked the black and muddy lakeside land, and a large number of residents who had completely lost their will to resist shivered together. There are a large number of women here holding their children, with fear in their eyes, and begging the attackers for mercy.

There were all men lying on the ground. The dead bodies were covered with horrifying huge wounds. Broken bucklers, bent swords and broken axes were scattered all over the ground. The golden hair of the dead was stained with blood and black mud, and there were even A terrifying red and white thing.

The cavalry who have experienced war know the taste of killing. Facing the dead bodies on the ground, they are filled with the joy of victory, while the survivors of Jönköping have already vomited into pieces.

The people were frightened into action or fainted. The last handful of mercenaries threw down their shields and shouted in Norse that they would not fight anymore.

The mercenary betrayed his sponsor. Unfortunately, this compromise did not win the sympathy of the Ross Cavalry.

Because the cavalry are also worried. The brothers have a numerical disadvantage. They are all young, and while they are brave and fierce, they also lack some self-confidence. Fisk did not feel that he could easily control the entire Jönköping after the battle. He allowed his subordinates to kill prisoners, at least to kill all the obviously armed ones.

In this way, just as the main force of the Ross army on Visingser Island and the army gathered by "Crazy Bear" Karl used all their strength to engage in a decisive battle, Ross's cavalry division had already captured the entire Jönköping.

On battlefields separated by a straight line distance of up to 25 kilometers, Ross achieved overwhelming victories.

In other words, Fisk's cavalry won impeccably. The cavalry killed all the obviously armed men in the entire city. The remaining group of adult men were not many in number. One or two kneeled on the dirt and begged for mercy. Considering that they wanted to capture slaves, They finally gave in due to their needs.

"Go quickly! Those who hesitate will be killed!" The young cavalry roared in Norse language and waved the steel sword in his hand to show off his power.

Some people fled to the forest. It was not a good idea to chase them after they abandoned Xinruan and entered the forest, not to mention that there was no money to be made.

The cavalry did not launch a pursuit, but began to sort out from the outskirts of the city, and finally took control of the port, and compressed all the found Jönköping people into the empty spaces in the city where they usually do trade.

Helpless men and women gathered here, and what came into view were many powerful cavalry.

The cavalrymen deliberately displayed their flags, and Fisk held the reins and arrogantly left the team.

He pointed his sword directly at the people gathered together: "Is there any chief among you? Anyone with status should stand up for me!"

They remain silent out of fear.

"What? Are you all afraid? People of Jönköping, I know you! You are all Götalans. Your master, Karl the Wild Bear, will definitely die today. I! Fisk! I conquered this place on the order of King Rus, and you are now conquered Yes! You can only survive if you show obedience, otherwise... kill them all!"

Fisk's last words were not a threat. His patience was very limited. If there really was no one to speak out, it would be regarded as a resolute resistance by the locals. Then we would follow the old rules of Russia's wars over the years and refer to the Pecheneg people's experience. Just "do things" according to the rules.

Suddenly, Fisk had a flash of inspiration: "Is there anyone among you who has Carl the Crazy Bear? Please confess such a person."

Have it? Of course there is.

The cavalry warriors searched some of the sheepfolds and found bald sheep that had been shorn, as well as people who had been tied up. The cavalry soldiers didn't care too much and took away all the living people they found. The poor messenger survived for the time being because he had no resistance, but...

The messengers were dragged out of the crowd by businessmen, craftsmen and even large farmers who were lucky enough to survive. Many people shouted directly: "They are Karl's messengers."

To this day, five messengers still have their hands tied.

He felt that he was going to be killed eventually. Although it was hard to believe, the horseman in front of him was indeed one of the intruders. One person cursed the sky: "Whether you are Russians or Swedes! If you dare to invade this holy Lake Vetern, God will punish you, and you will all die."

Fisk was unmoved. He took off his helmet and showed his deliberately shaved head. Now he doesn't think his baldness is weird. The Balmoks in the alliance all shave their heads deliberately.

He pointed at his head: "Fool, remember me! I am Fisk the Bald, a general under the command of King Rus. You are about to die. I will let you know my name before you die."

"Bah!" The man was so angry that his eyes were about to pop out. "I curse you! You will die without any body parts. You will be killed by my master, and after the war, your bodies will be thrown into the lake and become food for fish schools. You..."

Soon enough, Fisk sheathed his sword, coldly took out his recurve bow, and shot a precise arrow at the guy in front of him. The arrow hit his eye, directly penetrated the orbital bone and destroyed his brain.

One of Cal's emissaries was shot cleanly, a violent and painless death to be fair.

All the envoys were killed, and Fisk ordered his subordinates to implement this. He really had no time to talk nonsense with a group of enemies.

After executing Karl's envoy in front of everyone, Fisk had something to say: "You have all seen it! If you still choose not to cooperate, this will be the fate of these five people. I can promise that as long as any of you stand up and choose to cooperate, we will Life is guaranteed. As long as you pay some tribute and slaves, you will not have to die."

Faced with the prospect of death if he did not cooperate, a down-and-out businessman finally reluctantly wriggled his way out of the crowd.

"I...will."

"Very good." Fisk nodded, "You don't have to die."

With this commitment, more people came forward...

The cavalry completely occupied the city of Jönköping. A brief count of the various prisoners showed that as many as 1,300 people were still captured here.

There are a lot of dead bodies on the ground, and many of them were not among the targets that the cavalry must kill. In the chaotic battle, the swords were ruthless, and the cavalry killed many by mistake. Now Fisk is determined to seal the sword. He really slaughtered Jönköping in one go. This was not the king's intention. There were still more than a thousand people left. He thought that he had done enough to make a difference.

The body was left on the spot first, and a pit was finally dug and buried.

The cavalry dismounted one after another, and the looting operation that all the soldiers loved to see now began.

There will be a huge price to pay for surrendering, and the humiliation suffered would be worse than dying in battle.

The wives and daughters of businessmen, landowners and craftsmen were all gathered together, and Fisk deliberately asked his subordinates to choose the ones they were satisfied with. His only request was that he could only choose one.

A huge opportunity for honor is in front of him. The son of the Slavic manor owner in the cavalry was originally forced to serve as a cavalryman for King Rurik. Now it seems that this is a gift from the king.

This is not the first time that these native Slavic nobles have kidnapped Varyag women as slaves or concubines. This is a new one, and every time they are exciting.

At that time, when they resisted the invasion of the Varangians, especially the Rus, the Ilmenslavs were completely defeated. Based on the principle of joining if they couldn't defeat them, the local nobles joined the Varangians' ruling group. The nobles were happy to abduct Varyag women to express their past grievances. The so-called submissiveness in front of the king can still be bossed around by Varyag slaves at home.

They captured all the young women, including Fisk himself.

The woman's father is a businessman, and indeed a smooth businessman.

The battle was all over in the morning. In the afternoon, the Ross cavalry divided up the young women and looted silver coins, copper coins and even a small amount of gold coins from the locals. These precious metals must be handed over to the king, and other precious brothers can take them as they please.

However, those who can be cavalry are not poor. A large number of wealthy households in the principality donated a cavalry quota to their sons by spending money. There are many cavalrymen from such sources. In this way, they will not be jealous of money because of some small wealth, unless it is gold and slaves. The gold was meant for the king, so they all played tricks on their newly captured slaves.

These women are almost the same age as the cavalry warriors, at least they have reached the age where marriage is required according to tradition. Some women's husbands had been killed in the rebellion, but the cavalry didn't care too much and immediately had sex with the newly captured women. What's more, they used a cruel technique - forced tattooing.

Because it is impossible for the army to continue the expedition with prisoners, the prisoners and captured supplies will be brought to the rear, probably to Tombstone Island or directly to Fort New Rose in the east.

The sharp needle was dipped in carbon ink to tattoo his name and home address on his captives, so that if the king wished, the slaves captured by the cavalry could be "mailed" directly to his mansion.

After all, getting a tattoo is not a comfortable thing, especially if you are forced to get a tattoo. For a while, Jönköping was crying like a ghost.

The situation here at Fisk is not bad. There is a businessman sitting next to him, and he is holding a woman in his arms.

This businessman is not too old, and judging from his appearance, he is not obese. It is assumed that his business scale is not large.

The businessman calls himself Hege Haraldsson, a rather vulgar name. The merchant's daughter was named Astrid Hegedot.

In the arms of the majestic, tall and deliberately bald Fisk, the fourteen-year-old Astrid shivered, which aroused Fisk's strong desire for protection and possessiveness.

For businessman Hege Haraldson, his daughter is basically a business bargaining chip. He can betroth his daughter to another businessman and make himself a lot of wealth. Now his daughter has become the means to protect his life and property.

After Fisk ordered Hagrid to hand over some silver coins, he already had an idea for the businessman's arrangement.

The battle is over, and the Rus' cavalry has become the ruler of Jönköping. Soon it will be handed over to the Rus' King. What King Rurik will do with it is not Fisk's concern.

He held Astrid in his arms like a docile lamb, and Fisk was delighted with the girl's chastity. It's just that this "lamb" is not clean and needs to be taken back to his home in Novgorod to be cleaned thoroughly and then put on new clothes and jewelry to live a new life. What he wants is not a slave, but a fourth wife, a promise that surprises and delights the merchant Hagrid.

"It's really strange. I asked your leader to come out, but your leader still hasn't come out. It's as if he doesn't exist at all."

Hagrid quickly said: "The leader does not exist. We... are all businessmen and craftsmen, and we get together to discuss things when we encounter problems."

"Is there really no leader?"

"If there is one, it's Karl who lives on the island. We... have to pay a lot of tribute to him every year and accept the protection of his army. But, you came, very suddenly. And we didn't want to fight at all, we withheld Karl's Messenger, I didn’t expect you…”

Fisk felt ridiculous and speechless. He even felt that he had done something wrong. "Even so, you have no reason to resist me. If you surrender earlier, I won't have to kill hundreds of people."

"..." The silent Hagrid was full of vulgar words. Everyone wanted to surrender. Who would have thought that the cavalry was like a mudslide. Everyone's mind was blank and they were killed indiscriminately. The conqueror didn't even have a chance to kneel down and surrender. Give.

"Forget it." Fisk squeezed the "lamb" in his arms, "Conquering Jönköping is just a small goal, and we have to continue to conquer it."

"Ah? Dare I ask, you Swedes...oh no, it's the Kingdom of Rus. Your real goal..."

"It's the entire Götaland. We will capture Gothenburg and other settlements. How do you do?" Fisk suddenly remembered something: "You are a businessman from Götaland. You have been to many places. Any information should be reported to I, Ross, will not treat anyone who has done something wrong. Think about your family and tell me everything you know. Find Shuyuan www.zｈhaoshuyuan.com ”

"Ah?! Okay! Let me tell you..."

This was half threat and half win over. The businessman Hege Haraldsson decisively told the truth about his long-term business with the Växjö Ten Village Alliance in the south.

Jotalan is just a geographical concept. The population here is not large and the settlements are quite scattered. Instead, a number of large communities with thousands of people living together have formed in some small areas. They govern each other, and have not even formed a tribal alliance in a wide area, let alone a national form. Therefore, merchant Hagrid only has fur trade business dealings with Växjö in the south and has no other emotions.

A ten-village alliance in Växjö? Fisk heard this term for the first time. Since it could be fought overland, the Ross army should give it a try and even ask the king to let the cavalry move again.

A plan hatched in Fisk's mind.

Therefore, the businessman was given a temporary identity: "Hagrid! You are the local talker. I will arrange for you to meet my king. You must inform my king of anything. Because of your surrender today, you will serve for you." The family will gain eternal glory,"

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