Rise of Rurik

"Get out of the way! If you don't attack, just get out of the way."

"Don't block our way!"

"The Danes retreated, now it's up to us Russians to attack."

The advancing Russian army was very rude and their fighting spirit was high. Due to their experience in storming the city many times in the past, they did not feel that this was a hard nut to crack when faced with the current Aleb Fortress.

The army of the Kingdom of New Denmark is in trouble. Since the Russians are going to fight hard, let them go and charge.

The Danish troops retreated one after another, and the Russian troops uniformly dressed arrived at the front line one after another.

There were a large number of warriors wearing white robes with blue cloth strips stitched across their chests.

They held high a large number of flags, and the emblems on the flags were exactly the same as their clothes.

I thought that after the unremitting efforts of the military and civilians, the Norman army was greatly weakened and had retreated. Liudov was exhausted, but he did not expect that they still had strong backup troops. This was really a disaster.

Liudov dragged his tired body into the northern saint Eskil, who was still holding the cross high.

"They...are indeed the Ross army you mentioned?"

"That's them! Ah! Maybe their leader Rurik is among them. Yes! That must be the case."

That being said, Eskil is now steeling himself to stand here, his legs are trembling, and he insists on his faith and is unwilling to leave at all.

"They look like they are going to attack the city. I'm afraid the soldiers won't be able to hold out for long. Even this trench..." As he said that, Liudov stuck his head out to take a look, and his scalp was numb with shock.

He had no time to think too much in the melee, and now he saw that the trench was filled with Norman corpses, as well as a large number of squirming dying and seriously injured people. He never expected to be involved in such an epic battle in the Danish world.

"Oh my God." Liudov, who retracted his head, hurriedly crossed himself on his chest: "These barbarians are so fearless. They rush to fill up the trench. What hatred do I have against them? As for this ?"

Liudov couldn't figure it out, and Eskil couldn't figure it out even more.

Then stop thinking about it.

Dragging his extremely tired body, Liudov shouted at the top of his lungs to the soldiers and civilians in the city: "I want more rocks! This is the last battle, we must live!"

Where do stones come from? The entire Aleb Fortress is built on a mound, and under a thin layer of soil is a whole granite mound. Assault excavation of rocks was unreliable, so the soldiers and civilians began to demolish houses, move the stones onto wheelbarrows, and transport them toward the stone wall.

At the same time, the arrival of the Ross army gave Ragnar, who had suffered huge losses and been unable to conquer for a long time, a huge moral boost.

"You guys are here." He slapped Siput on the shoulder and said angrily: "I can't do anything, the siege weapons prepared are not enough. You have to help me."

The Russian army had already stood still. When Spuyut heard this, he raised his head and saw that the stone battlements were full of people and they were showing off their power.

"You are well prepared but you can't attack?"

"Because of the damn trench! It's like a huge tomb, and all my soldiers died in it. They were shot and smashed to death. Damn it, my long ladder can't be erected at all, and my battering ram can't be deployed at all."

"Is this the case?" Sipuyut wanted to find out, so he personally led a dozen brothers to stand out in formation and rush to the trench.

They saw a shocking scene. The ditch was indeed filled with soldiers, as well as blood-stained stones of various sizes scattered among them.

Suddenly, another fist-sized stone was thrown over.

"Boss, be careful!" A soldier hurriedly defended him with a shield, allowing Spuyut to escape the plot.

His entire torso was protected by a shield wall built by the assault, and stones and arrows crackled against the shield. He had understood the reason for Ragnar's men's lack of progress, and was angered by the enemy's defensive behavior.

What to do?

You can't really find a way to move the earth to fill the trench, and compared to the past, the walls of this city look very strong.

"Yes! The key to breakthrough lies in the city gate!"

Having decided on a solution, Spyut hurriedly returned to the safe zone and negotiated with the smug Ragnar and many lords of Zealand.

"Do you understand everything? Do you... have a plan?" Ragnar asked anxiously.

"Yes. Just follow my plan. It should work."

Spuyut was confident, and he immediately entered the main formation of the Russian army and gathered the pirates he had brought from Saaremaa Island.

Everyone thought that the boss wanted to ask them to storm the city wall. Even the powerful New Danish Army could not do it. How could he do it if he was a pure pirate.

Everyone obviously thought wrong. Just listen to Spyut shouting: "I need a warrior to create a gap for the whole army! We have to break through the enemy's defense and destroy the suspension bridge. As long as the damn suspension bridge is lowered, the battering ram can destroy it." The door is smashed open.”

After he finished speaking, he pointed directly at a man: "Tela Lang! When the opportunity comes to make a meritorious service, take your brothers and rush for me."

"This...Boss, is this too scary?"

"Huh? Do you want to disobey me? Fool, think about the honor after victory. Do you want Ganyu to be mediocre?"

Telalang gritted his teeth and had no choice but to accept the task.

As a result, a siege commando team was quickly established.

Able to crawl on the sea for a long time, the Vikings of Saaremaa surrendered to Ross. Their flexible skills can be used in some special places, such as climbing over trenches full of corpses and climbing to meet the winches of suspension bridges.

Thirty warriors, including Tralan, led this task. They brought shields, axes, and ropes to facilitate climbing the trench, and prepared to launch an attack.

Telalang put on his helmet and raised his battle ax high to greet the guys: "It's time to perform meritorious service, follow me!"

Thirty people launched an attack, and behind them were twenty torsion slingshots prepared by the Ross army. The slingshots were adjusted, the shooting angle was locked, and they were aimed at the "birds" on the battlements.

The cast iron projectile was installed in place, waiting for Spyut's firing order.

Similarly, all the crossbow-wielding warriors in the Russian army, whether holding a light wooden arm crossbow or a heavy steel arm crossbow, the crossbowmen gathered a hundred, and they guarded the torsion slingshot array, alongside the latter. Support troops.

Such a strange scene had frightened Eskil and he hurriedly took the little priest out of the city wall. When he evacuated, he also took the gilded cross with him.

This move shocked Liudov and was confused.

"Hey! Why are you running?! Aren't you going to stay at the top of the city?"

However, in the face of Liudov's loud questioning, Eskil ran away without looking back.

Through the actions of the priests, Liudov sensed a strong ominousness. The current atmosphere was frightening. He saw a group of Rus' Norman soldiers carrying axes and launching an attack without saying a word, so he immediately ordered a blockade.

At this moment, Liudov finally understood what scared the priest away.

Following Spuyut's order, the attacker's twenty torsion slingshots were launched at the same time.

In one salvo, twenty cone-shaped cast-iron bullets fired fiercely at the battlements near the main gate.

This was a very close distance, and the hard iron bullets sent granite chips flying everywhere, and the disintegrated sharp fragments scratched the defenders at the rear. Even the stones of the battlements were smashed and smashed, leaving small gaps in the barriers of the defenders.

Some defenders were directly hit in the body. The iron bullet directly smashed their sternum and liver and gallbladder. The man took one bullet and fell to the city wall and died...

The battlefield is such a coincidence.

A projectile hit Liudov's helmet squarely. Thanks to his battlefield experience, the straps of the helmet were always loosened. His leather helmet was smashed away, and his whole head was buzzing. He quickly turned his head and sighed, feeling that his head was still there, but when he looked at his right hand, he saw blood on it.

It was the edge of the helmet that scratched his scalp. He quickly stopped getting wet again, and then felt that his face was covered in blood.

He didn't even have time to deal with his wounds, and subconsciously lay down to avoid this incredible attack.

A volley of slingshots was followed by a volley of crossbow arrays. Arrows were fired at the battlements, and those who dared to throw stones were shot dead.

"Fire freely! Protect our warriors!" Sipuyut added the order.

Warriors are like hunters, aiming their deadly weapons at the battlements, waiting for an opportunity to shoot down "a bird."

The city walls were also protected by towers, and now these towers were even more of a target. The defenders holding bows on it were either shot and killed, or they curled up in a ball and hoped for a plank to save their lives. However, the ruthless projectiles penetrated the tower, and the Russian army was now playing a bloody game.

The defenders were completely suppressed and beaten to the point where they could not raise their heads.

This "fire suppression" tactic is actually a tactic the Ross Army has faced many times in siege battles in the past ten years and relied on its existing weapons and equipment. This tactic consumes a lot of projectiles and arrows, but it can successfully break the city and all the losses are worth it.

Of course, this tactic was too novel for any Frankish army. What's more, the defenders were only Frankish Saxon troops and Danes who had converted to God.

Tralan never thought that he could carry the hope of tens of thousands of people to destroy the city. He and his brothers bravely jumped into the ditch full of corpses. Everyone was frightened when they witnessed the horrifying things.

As they advanced among Rouran's corpse, they accidentally stepped on a mass of paste. When they pulled out their boots, they discovered that they were covered with blood clots that had solidified like paste. The scene was so horrifying that it made people want to vomit.

"Don't be stunned! Climb up with me and cut off their winches." He shouted with all his strength while overcoming his own fear.

Although the defenders did not dare to show their heads, they noticed that the enemy was trying to sneak attack. Some rocks were thrown haphazardly into the sky, hoping to hit an enemy. There were also defenders who pushed stones over the walls and relied on luck to kill the enemy.

Those big rocks that suddenly fall are easy to hide from, but a large number of fist-sized rocks are a threat.

Thirty people from Telalang climbed to the other side of the high ditch one after another. The narrow foothold allowed one person to stand sideways. Behind them were neatly piled stones. It looked like they could not be beaten with dozens of sledgehammers. It can be smashed.

These thirty warriors raised their bucklers above their heads, and were they hit hard by stones. They kept moving towards the suspension bridge, and the soldiers not far away paid attention to the warriors' actions. As they got closer to the suspension bridge, the cheers became more enthusiastic.

From Ragnar's perspective, he felt that the battle situation was completely in his favor, so he summoned all the warriors on standby to handle the battering ram and gave them the order they must complete: "When the Russians lower the drawbridge, you will use the best possible method." Rush forward quickly. You will smash the enemy's wooden door into him! No matter the cost!"

The time of the assault warriors was very precious. Telalang and his brothers finally stood under the Chengmen Cave. Behind them was the hard wooden door, and directly in front of them was the winch system and the erected suspension bridge.

But who could have imagined that a hidden arrow suddenly hit them by surprise from above the Chengmen Cave.

Many soldiers were injured, and several others were hit by arrows in their vital necks, causing blood to spurt out.

"Damn it, there are actually hidden arrows here? Let's smash the winch!"

So a group of warriors worked together to smash the two sturdy bronze ratchet winches on the left and right. The thick cable was smashed hard, and the heavy suspension bridge collapsed.

Ragna was overjoyed when he heard this: "Battering ram! Charge me!"

Let’s look at more than 20 people working together to carry the battering ram made of three oak beams. Although it is simple in shape, when it rushes across the suspension bridge and slams into the wooden door, it also causes the entire city gate to tremble.

A breakthrough was opened, but the narrow wooden bridge could not ensure the influx of a large number of warriors, and the city gate had not yet been opened, so the offensive could not be launched.

The New Danish Army and the Russian Army waited for the wooden door to be knocked open. They also learned that there were enemies on the city wall secretly attacking the city gate.

Tralan and his men immediately joined in the work of breaking down the door, and some of the soldiers raised their shields high to protect the brothers manning the battering ram.

With every impact, the gate would experience a violent vibration, and even some dust would fall off the city gate.

From Liudov's perspective, he was not convinced that the city wall he ordered to be built was indestructible, but the wooden door was definitely not strong enough.

The wooden door is made of oak boards from Lindholm Village, which are locally sourced and nailed together with iron nails.

Liu Doufu is still curled up in a straight position, and at most he dares to kneel on the city wall, for fear that he will be shot through the head if he pops up. He finally cleaned up the bleeding brain and wrapped a piece of dusty plain cloth around his head. As a result, the cloth quickly turned red.

"Keep on holding on! Shoot the people at the city gate and kill them with arrows. Don't let them break down the gate."

He continued to order.

It was a sign of a general for a nobleman to personally lead an army to guard the gates of the outer city, but Liudov's last cronies simply could not tolerate their lord count continuing to be reckless on the front line, especially since the cloth he was wearing to bandage his head was already too large. The trusted soldiers were afraid that Liudov would lose all his blood, so they pulled him down forcefully, regardless of his objections.

"Let me go! I'm going to keep fighting. Don't be cowards."

One person said angrily: "But sir, it's too dangerous here. You must not make any mistakes. We should retreat to the inner castle."

"Ridiculous! If I withdraw, what will the people do?"

"Only God can decide what's left! My brothers and I are willing to hold on until the end, but sir, you must retreat to the safety of the inner fort."

Just as Liudov and his cronies were confused about whether to retreat, the tremors at the city gate had become very obvious.

There were still arrows from the Russian army falling from the sky, so much so that the cronies had to hold up bucklers covered with cowhide to protect their masters.

A large number of people have retreated. If these people had a God's perspective, they would have discovered the invincible attack on the west gate of the fortress.

However, the gates were blocked and some debris was piled inside the city gates, which artificially blocked the driver's escape route.

After all, this was the order given by Liudov in a panic. Based on his combat experience in the south, he felt that being a coward could wear out the barbarians until they retreated.

People were unable to leave the city, let alone unwilling to leave the city. They are Saxons and Danes who have converted to God. The attackers are obviously the same people who adhere to the traditional Odin faith. It is because they know each other so well that they understand the tragedy they will face when they escape.

The women rushed toward the small inner castle with their children in their arms. The men suffered some losses but were still determined to hold on.

A large number of defenders withdrew from the crisis-ridden city wall and spontaneously gathered around Liudov.

Seeing that he still has a loyal army, this scene is nothing more than a wry smile.

"My warriors!" He held back his dizziness and clenched his iron sword: "The gate will not be able to hold up! Build your shield into a wall, put all your spearheads forward, and I will welcome our final battle!"

Indeed, after more than thirty impacts, the wooden door still seemed to remain motionless.

In fact, it was not the case. Those nails were already loose, and each impact of the battering ram was accelerating the loosening. It was only a matter of time before the whole thing collapsed.

When its structural strength was destroyed to a point of disintegration, the entire wooden door was smashed into pieces. However, before the soldiers who had just smashed the wooden door had time to be happy, something terrible happened!

In full view of both the attacking and defending sides, the damaged wooden door directly caused the superstructure of the city gate to collapse. The bronze winch collapsed and the stone used to lift the counterweight fell. The disintegration of various instruments actually caused the entire city gate to collapse! The city gate part of the stone wall, which was not cemented and was built purely by the gravity of granite, collapsed!

Everything happened suddenly, a large number of stones fell down, and Tralang was buried under the overwhelming stones as soon as he screamed.

In other words, part of it was buried.

Tralang was hit with internal injuries to his arms and legs, and he crawled out of the ruins like a mouse in severe pain. Many people struggled to climb out, and even more people were suppressed and couldn't move, howling and screaming. Find Shuyuan www.zhaｏshuyuan.comｍ There were nearly sixty soldiers who insisted on knocking on the door near Chengmen Cave. With such a collapse, not even one of them was pulled out immediately.

He almost died like this, without any honor.

Tralan reluctantly looked behind him. The collapsed gate formed a stone slope, and the tall stone wall that blocked the army's attack collapsed, leaving a large gap.

Look ahead of you! A large number of soldiers are rushing towards me.

The general attack began.

Tralan couldn't care too much about such a majestic scene. He moved around like a thief, and finally jumped back deep into the pile of corpses in the trench. Because he knew that no one had time to save the people who were crushed under the stone, and he would only end up being trampled to death by his colleagues if he stayed at the scene.

He completed his mission and left the battlefield.

For Ragnar, Spyut and others, the fortress has been breached, and all that is left is to rush in and loot the property. No one was more active in this matter than the group of Danish lords in Zealand.

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