Rise of Rurik

Today, the sea near Zealandia has clear skies and clear winds. It is really a good time to launch a beach landing.

Although not all of the huge army was his own, Ragnar had never been as happy as he was today in his life.

He had suffered a heavy defeat, his father died, and a large number of his clan members also died. For a time, he was reduced to relying on others to survive, and even became a pirate. How can such a miserable life be worthy of the title of a hero?

Everything has changed.

Although not all of the huge army behind them was their own, the new Kingdom of Denmark, which believed in Odin, still raised a huge army.

Men from various tribes living in Zealandia actively joined the army, and all tribesmen who fled from the island joined the army. The Danes, who insist on their faith in Odin, want to regain their lost Jutland Peninsula. Now they have joined forces with the Russians in a historic way, marching under the banner of "restoring Odin's glory".

Therefore, as a partial division of the huge coalition army, Ragnar has his own strong self-esteem. Although he is united with Ross and the armies from the east and north, he must win the first prize in the Lindholm Isthmus.

What's more, no one welcomed the raid more eagerly than the real owners of Lindholm, the Lindholm people who were forced to take refuge in Zealand.

A raven flag with a white background fluttered on the flagship. Ragnar arrogantly took control of the flag himself. He stood at the bow of the leading warship and led the entire fleet forward.

So much so that the Ross ships, which were originally extremely fast, were in the middle and rear of the fleet and became his footnotes.

Spruit and Fisk were very happy about this.

But this advance was destined to be slower than Rurik's main force.

The partial division set off from the assembly point in the sea area of ​​​​Mahoubi (near today's Copenhagen), walked along the Øresund Strait, entered the wide Kattegat Strait, and continued to move northeast.

This course can advantageously take advantage of the warm southerly wind, so that the ships in the fleet do not need to paddle. As long as they control the rudder, they can sail day and night relying on the wind.

There are two sandbar islands in Kattegat Strait. After sailing for a day, the fleet rested on the southern sandbar island.

There are no springs on the island, so don't expect to get additional fresh water supply here.

Taking into account the need to arrive at the battlefield as soon as possible to complete the beach landing, the fleet made almost no arrangements for landing. It only used the sandbank island as a navigation node, anchored at the shore and furled the sails, or connected the longships with cables to avoid being washed away by the tide. scattered.

They spent the night on board, and even the war horses placed in the armed cargo ships slept in this cramped place.

Such a voyage would have been no problem for the real Vikings.

It is undoubtedly a severe challenge for the Pecheneg warriors in the Russian army, especially Beyakhir.

Her severely pregnant belly was no longer conducive to the war.

For the Pecheneg tribal alliance galloping on the grassland, all tribes are men and women and all people are soldiers. There is really a large-scale war. Even pregnant women have to pick up recurve bows and ride horses to participate in the battle. This is very anti-human, but for the prairie people whose living conditions have always been very harsh, they often do many things they have no choice but to do.

Will there be more incredible ways of war next? !

She looked across the vast expanse of water. Floating on the sea were countless boats full of people, and the sails raised during the day looked like a gray-white forest.

"I can't give up, I'm a warrior, I can't dishonor my honor..."

Such a wild woman deserves the name Valkyrie, but she is the king's woman after all, and now Fisk really can't bear to take any more risks with this seventeen-year-old female prairie warrior.

That night, accompanied by the snoring of the cavalry soldiers in the cabin, Fisk had a good talk with her.

"Don't rush to the front line in the next war. We have suspended our cooperation and your work must be handed over to another person."

"Why?!" she asked in surprise.

"You...don't want to lose your child."

"But this is a test my child must go through. Besides, I must fight."

"That's enough, Beyathil. This is war! You have proven yourself, and the next is the battle of men. I will arrange everything, and you must not refute this matter. I am the cavalry commander, and what follows is I have already made plans for the battle."

"Bald" Fisk is even stronger than Rurik in terms of physique. After all, this guy is a little older. He trains almost every day on weekdays. Besides eating and drinking well, he is really a brave warrior.

Even if there were thousands of people who disagreed with her, Beyathil could only give in in the face of absolute pressure.

After all, Fisk is the cavalry commander, and all cavalry warriors and horses are the kingdom's treasures.

Happily, the war has started so far, except for some horses with non-fatal skin injuries, which caused ten horses to temporarily lose their ability to fight (they can still be led), and the rest of the horses are fine.

Even so, landing on the beach is still a risk, especially when the beach is in chaos, and the horses wading ashore may drown in the sea.

He was determined to do things safely, so that the Russian army, including the Slavic army among them, appeared to be generous, but in fact they were very thief in the middle and rear of the fleet.

In this way, if the Danes mess up the beach during the landing, the Russian army in the rear can wait until order is restored before landing.

This is a war, and the worst possibility is that the army will be attacked by the enemy before landing. In this case, if the Russian-Danish coalition is attacked, the Danes will be the first to suffer casualties.

Both parties have their own needs, and their needs do not conflict with each other.

After this night's rest, the fleet resumed sailing after a short night.

And this is also the last journey.

Look!

A series of dark green shadows appeared in the sea ahead.

Ragnar, who still deliberately held the flag, was overjoyed!

With a livid face and his beard trembling with excitement, he turned around and drew out his steel sword, then turned the sword and pointed it directly at the shadow!

"Head for the shadowy bulge on the shore! Retake Lindholm! Kill the robbers! Danes! Paddle!"

With this order, the flagship first unfolded the retracted oars. In this way, the leading warship used both wind power and manpower. It can be seen that the flagship's speed has reached a high speed equivalent to eight knots.

The flagship set an example through and through, and the nearby Danish ships followed suit.

The fleet was divided. The three hundred Danish ships were completely out of touch with the rear ships, and the distance was getting wider and wider.

Witnessing this scene, Sipuyut, who was sitting on the sail cruiser, held his breath and concentrated.

An old soldier asked: "Boss, do these Danes want to enjoy the glory alone?! That shadow is actually a mountain, and they want to occupy it themselves."

"So, you suggest we fight with them?"

"Maybe, brothers desire glory."

"Just give it to them!" Spyut shook his head: "Ragnar is now the recognized king of Denmark, so give him the glory."

More than three hundred leading warships launched a surprise attack, with at least twenty people sitting on each boat, and some even had forty people on board.

The main strength of Ragnar's army lies here. He is happy to see the Danes who believe in Odin united in his hands, and what follows is war.

The blurry scene ahead was completely visible. It was already afternoon and the sun was approaching. The fleet must seize the time to land on the beach.

Now, the infuriating scene is fully revealed.

The ports and fishing villages left behind by the Lindholm tribe were stolen!

What's up with that mountain that the village is nestled against? Why is there an obvious wall?

What's going on on the top of the mountain? Isn't that a fortress? There are many towers near the fortress, and each tower flutters a flag, especially the largest flag flying at the highest point on the top of the mountain.

Most warriors of this era had very good eyesight, and people were keenly aware of the waving patterns of those flags.

The pattern is extremely simple, with a white flag with a cross in the middle.

This is an important symbol of the Franks and a symbol of their faith.

The cross of God is erected in the north of Jutland. It is like the enemy is sitting on your head!

The spectators were all furious. People rowed hard and yelled loudly. Many people swore that they would kill several invading Frank soldiers after landing to vent their anger.

After all, this never happened in the past. The Franks raised flags and built castles, making the behavior of their Danish ancestors building stone walls a joke.

Undoubtedly, this gave Ragnar a worse blow, because the ancestors of his tribe were the main force in building the "Great Wall of Schleswig". Such a bloody history proved that passive defense measures could not stop powerful enemies at all. In the end, Didn't the Danes gather their strength to launch a military counterattack? !

There was a roar from the ocean, and the people who had settled here began to flee.

The first to notice the approach of the huge fleet were the fishing boats of the resident Saxons. They fled back to the fishing village of Lindholm, and then took their wives and children and ran towards the fortress like crazy.

Now, the unfinished Aleb fortress suddenly faces death threats.

Liudolf, a descendant of the ancient barbarian Duke of Saxony and a serious vassal of the Frankish Kingdom, never thought that the so-called "Norman Civil War" he estimated would unfold like this.

He estimated that the war would be at most a thousand-man battle with weapons. If necessary, he could easily win the battle in one round by personally leading the cavalry to launch an attack.

But looking at the current situation, no matter how you think about it, it cannot be solved by a cavalry attack!

Liu Doufu panicked!

He was so panicked that he was shaking all over!

The idle cavalry warriors stood on the stone fortress walls, nervously watching the approaching fleet and the people fleeing with their families in tow.

This is an inner fort with better defense and even a wooden door that opens and closes with a winch.

Now that the wooden door is open, as the de facto ruler of this region, Liudov cannot allow the barbarians coming across the sea to kill his fellow Saxons and allied Danes who have converted to God. Especially since my devout faith dictates that I cannot abandon those "poor lambs".

Even Liudov had no choice at all. The northern saint Eskil was in the fortress. His name was canonized by the Holy See. The little old man was here. He was the center of the faith. The old man asked the people to come. To take refuge, the fortress must accommodate many refugees.

Stone walls may be able to protect the people, but a large number of Saxons and Danes have gathered nearby, and thousands of people have poured into Aleb Castle, which undoubtedly brings great risks.

Risks were not what Liudov had in mind now.

As an absolutely rational person, the best choice now is to take the cavalry and quickly escape from the city.

Liudov was not qualified to do this. He was now the leader of a large number of his fellow Saxons, and would need the support of these people in the future to make political speculation with Prince Ludwig.

A large number of Saxons could not die, a large number of Christian Danes could not die, and even less could Eskil and the retinue of priests he brought with him.

"Prepare for war! Prepare for war quickly!" He roared at the top of his lungs at his subordinates.

The soldiers were shocked, and someone asked: "Sir, do we have to prepare our horses to attack?"

The anxious Liu Doufu was greatly surprised when he heard this. He had no time to think deeply. His subordinate's words were a major reminder.

After all, Liudov was proud of the five hundred "Frankish cavalry" under his command.

"Then prepare your horses! After this group of Norman pirates land, we will rush over and attack! We must kill them to defeat their spirit."

It was about to be a battle with fewer enemies and more enemies. When a large number of people poured into the fortress, the Frank cavalry had already assembled their cavalry on the hillside and flat areas opened in the fortress.

The cavalry spears shone orange in the sunset, and the cavalry soldiers kissed the cross on their chests. They wore chainmail, iron helmets on their heads, and even their faces were covered by mail. Their war horses also wore armor, especially the easily injured chests were hung with leather riveted iron plates, and the docks were also covered with cowhide armor inlaid with iron plates.

In this way, the cavalry is already the top cavalry of the Frankish Kingdom, and Liudov is very qualified to be proud of it.

And the soldiers are almost all Saxons. For the first time, they can fight to protect their fellow Saxons who have been separated for decades, and also to fight for their own Catholic faith.

Even if they hit more with less, the soldiers felt that this battle was the honor of their lives.

Because the northern saint Esquier, this extremely noble priest, was personally blessing everyone with oil-saving cypress juice.

What the saint muttered was in Latin, and everyone understood the meaning.

"The Lord absolves you of your sins...This battle is for the sake of sacred faith...Fight the barbarians, and your souls will be saved..."

They received a strong spiritual encouragement, and Liudov felt that he was invulnerable. At least he was now wearing two layers of chain armor and was indeed indestructible and invulnerable.

The other side of the battlefield.

Ragnar, holding the flag high, must be the first to land. His flagship washed up directly on the beach. He was indeed the first to land on the land of Jutland, thus officially starting his road to revenge.

"Look, brothers! I've landed!" He waved the flag bravely, and the whole army was shocked.

Long boats washed up on the beach one after another, their hard oak keels gnawing at the sandy beach, and many soldiers landed on the beach without getting their boots wet.

In front of them was a completely deserted fishing village. The warriors who were eager to get some loot completely ignored the so-called theoretical disciplines and rushed towards the village with a shield in their left arm and an ax and sword in their right hand.

This is the village of the Lindholm tribe, and the genuine Lindholm people who have returned now have to face such a tragic situation.

His village was robbed once by the "Umperator" Horik, once by the Franks, and now it was about to be robbed again by the Danish people from Zealand who believed in Odin.

We can only hope that these "good brothers" will not be so wild as to demolish everyone's old houses.

What is foresight?

After Spruit, who was still on the big ship, interacted with many Danes on Bornholm Island, he really understood that the Danish world was never monolithic. In the past, the Russians and Swedes had no complete understanding that they were a whole. mistake. Just like the current scene, Ragnar's Danish army landed first, and the armies of various tribes began to try to rob after landing. They did not even think about establishing a landing site, and what was worse was that they did not even move the ships that washed up on the beach, leaving no room for the rear troops to land.

The latter's problem was the most serious. The cramped beach lacked enough landing space, so the Russian and Slavic troops could only continue to float offshore and wait for the chaotic scene to end before landing.

If we wait until the sun has completely set, the subsequent fleets will have no choice but to land farther away.

The fortress built by the Franks pointed out by the intelligence is right in front of you. Its appearance is the target that the army must conquer. As long as it is defeated, Spuyut will have great achievements that can be claimed by the king. The Russian army knew this, as did Medvet's Slavic army.

Looking at the situation on Ragnar's side, he led his surviving veterans of the Stonewall tribe, as well as a group of pirate cronies he later gathered. This group of people has begun to plunder on their own.

He is the new king of Denmark, but the spontaneous plundering of the villages and surrounding areas by various tribes cannot be stopped by verbal beards. Unable to stop the chaos, Ragnar simply joins it. After all, robbery is also a part of war, and large-scale looting is also a blow to the enemy.

In this way, the armies of various tribes in Zealand, as well as Ragnar's cronies, completely ignored that they had shown their soft abdomen to the sharp knives pulled out by the Franks.

Liu Doufu didn't know mediocrity at all. He keenly noticed the flaws of the landing and was overjoyed.

Aleb Fortress essentially covers the entire upper part of the hill. This hill is not big after all. People built two circular stone walls for it to form an inner city and an outer city. The people gathered in the outer city, and all men over the age of twelve were ordered to take up arms. Even women! Even though it would be inappropriate for a woman who converted to God to fight again, now is the moment of life and death, and female warriors still rise to the occasion.

A large number of militiamen were born in an instant, which was not difficult for people who still retained a lot of Viking customs.

Liudov saw the determination of these people to fight. They were defending the fortress for their own lives. The situation was not bad.

The mighty Frank cavalry rode out, and people cheered for them.

The suspension bridge in the outer city was lowered and the winch wooden door was pulled up.

Liudov moved his lance forward and ordered his men in Saxon: "Warriors! Those Norman savages are robbers busy with robbery. Let us overwhelm them! Let's go!"

These well-trained Frank cavalry would be a strong force if Ludwig kept him by his side, but after all, this was an army composed of a large group of Saxons, and the existence of this army was also a threat to Ludwig. Maybe Lothair used his autograph as bait, or promised a higher-level title, and all the Saxons in the earldom of Westphalia suddenly worked for Lothair and became a powerful force under the "Legitimate King of the Franks" .

Although this is a strong army, Ludwig still wants to "exile" this group of people to the Danish world. But he didn't know at all that there was still a large group of Saxons in the Danish world. This move was undoubtedly another way of letting the tiger return to the mountain.

Liudov immediately led the cavalry to form a wall, and in a very rare change from the classic "lance taking turns to thrust tactics", Liudov insisted on creating a "wave".

A few of the Danish soldiers from Zealandia who were in the middle of the random shooting saw "a wall" approaching, but by the time they saw the clues, it was too late.

Because many people only learned about the cavalry after seeing the Ross Cavalry for the first time.

Only the Danes who fled to Zealand knew how powerful the cavalry was.

Now, it's too late.

Liudov, who was advancing quickly, made a perfect surprise attack. His men fought bravely to kill the enemy, stabbing mercilessly with their spears. They often gave up their spears after assassinating one person, and changed their hands. In junior high school, his own sword would be a long-handled one-handed axe. The Viking Danish warriors of Zealand were hacking at the bewildered island.

The already chaotic landing site became even more chaotic, as Liudov's cavalry was already killing everyone.

The cavalry did not fight independently. Liudov always tried to maintain a dense formation. His adjutant held high the Frankish "Charlemagne's Three Lions Flag". The adjutant followed Liudov and the cavalry looked at the flag.

In this way, the iron cavalry trampled, charged, stabbed, and slashed everywhere among the unsuspecting warriors.

Ragnar was immediately dumbfounded, and he roared at the top of his lungs, asking everyone to stay sensible and build a shield wall against the intruders. However, his roar had already been covered up by people's terrified screams.

People rushed back to the beach, hurriedly jumping on boats and returning to the sea to avoid the danger.

And this became another kind of chaos. Many people fell directly into the sea water in panic. Even if they climbed back on the boat, they still became wet.

Such an embarrassing battle situation left people speechless, and Spyut never expected that a group of cavalry was actually wreaking havoc. This was obviously a specialty that only the Ross cavalry could possess. Those holding cross flags and three black lines (the dusk light was dim and could not be seen clearly) Is the Three Lions flag) the Franks?

Ragnar and his Sealand Danish army were forced to the seaside. Thanks to this passive last-ditch battle, the panicked people cheered up.

The sea is a major threat to the cavalry. Liudov's horses are stained with the blood of the enemy, and his warriors are like bloodthirsty beasts.

The Frankish cavalry did not have superpowers to pursue them to the sea, so they showed off their power and taunted them with their swords and battle axes.

The cavalry did not act rashly. Taking this opportunity, Ragna also organized a shield wall.

At this moment, there were a large number of corpses lying on the ground, as well as many squirming wounded.

Look again, there are cavalrymen holding lances, stabbing the squirming wounded one by one. Some people dismount their horses in a surprise attack, cut off the head of the deceased and pierce it on the edge of the sword to provoke them.

This irritated everyone, and soon a group of people couldn't stand the provocation, and forty or fifty people rushed forward screaming.

This was what Liudov was waiting for. His cavalry immediately dispatched and performed a battle of annihilation in public.

Now Ragnar was even more afraid to act rashly.

Now the twilight is getting darker and the stars are appearing in the sky. The dark night is not conducive to the battle. Liudov's cavalry counterattack has caused great killings. He is determined to retreat to the fortress to rest and beat these stupid barbarians tomorrow morning.

However, there was a sudden whooshing sound in the air.

That was actually a javelin thrown by a torsion slingshot after the large Ross ship behind them forced its way to the shore.

The distance is still too far, especially in dim light, and the accuracy of the javelins has been greatly reduced. Fortunately, the Frankish cavalry were now in a dense formation, which was conducive to the probability of the javelin hitting.

This is the most timely support that Siputu can provide!

Suddenly, soldiers and horses around Liudov were stabbed, and suddenly fell to the ground and died.

As many as three soldiers died instantly. Looking for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com Even if everyone is wearing chain armor, it is useless! Multiple javelins struck deeply in front of him. Even in the dim light, Liudov knew what they were, even if he did not know that they were fired by a torque slingshot.

"Ah! There are people among the Normans who are good at javelin! Let's retreat quickly! Take away the wounded, let's go!"

Just as the cavalry appeared suddenly, they now fled just as quickly, even though their horses were quite tired...

The Frankish cavalry retreated to the fortress, leaving a mess behind.

Like a brick hitting his head, Ragnar's arrogance was awakened by the messy scene.

The army landed, but not completely. War broke out as soon as he landed, and he could only console himself: "My Kingdom of Denmark did not lose the battle, but the casualties were very costly."

Even so, the nightmare in his heart was sprouting again.

Look! This scene is exactly the same as when the Frank cavalry and Horik's cavalry massacred the Stonewall tribe where they belonged.

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