Rise of Rurik

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The fire in Bremen will only intensify further, especially with St. Peter's Church completely engulfed in flames. The bodies of those who died in it, as well as those who fell on the tortuous road, will be turned to ashes in the fire, and will be cremated.

They were buried as a sacrifice for the whole city, and their deaths were like countless slaps, hitting the local lords in the face with deafening deafening.

Earl Hunter recklessly led his troops back to Bremen. There was still a long way to go before the city, and the pungent scorched smell was so permeating that it could be clearly smelled.

The cavalry soldiers covered their mouths and noses one after another, looking at the fire and smoke in front of them.

One can try to remain calm, as the war horses have ever seen. The war horses were more afraid than people, and some horses dared not move in the panic.

The family members of a large number of cavalrymen are in the city, so it seems that all the family members were killed?

Just like this raging flame, thinking of the possibility of these disasters, the anger in the soldiers' hearts is also bursting and burning.

They could gradually feel the heat of the flames. As they entered the farmland area near the city, the cavalry stood on the bare harvested wheat fields, staring at the burning city with bloodshot eyes and never dared to move.

The temperature was relatively cool, and the cavalrymen dismounted one after another. Just standing here, everyone could feel the unprecedented heat, which was more intense than the summer heat, just like the purgatory scene the priest said.

priest? Look at that spire that rises in flames! That was St. Peter's Church!

It was a very coincidence that the masonry tower finally collapsed due to the collapse of the load-bearing wooden pillars, and the whole tower collapsed. The vibration and roar caused by the collapse were directly fully felt by the feet of the cavalry. Accompanied by the collapse, thicker gray smoke and dust rose up, and the crimson flames shot up to the sky, as if there were cracks in the ground, and monsters from hell were about to rush out.

Many warriors were so frightened that they sat on the ground and retreated one after another, and many knelt on their knees, threw their spears and made crosses on their chests.

Such a horrific scene, Earl Hunter was not afraid, nor even angry. He was dazed, none of this seemed real, but a hateful nightmare. He gritted his teeth hard before realizing that all this was reality.

They were here to watch until night fell, and at night, the sky was illuminated red by the unquenchable fire of Bremen.

The Count of Bremen was resting on the spot, and the city fire provided sufficient lighting, but the supplies that everyone desperately needed were either looted by the Normans or burned to ashes in the flames.

The war horses gnawed on the scattered straw, and went further afield to nibble on the reeds. The soldiers had no choice but to sit down. They ran in a hurry without even cooking utensils. It was impossible to return to Bremen for supplies. This time, they could only take out the raw rye that was not much from the cloth pocket and chew it directly like a horse. Even if it is easy to get upset stomach.

This night, many warriors took a nap on the hot ground. Many people can't sleep at all and barely wake up until it's almost dawn.

On a new day, the fire in Bremen continued, and it looked more like a fire-breathing dragon that had drilled out of the area. Indeed, some soldiers stared at the sudden fire whirlwind and roared, "", and fell into a stupor.

The Count was expecting a rain to end the damned flames, but today the weather was fine.

"No more cowards! I must take revenge!"

He felt his pain, endured the pain of stretching his legs before, stood up with the iron sword, and called on all the soldiers to stand up.

He made a eloquent speech to the weary and angry soldiers, and insulted the Normans with vulgar language.

A very important strategic judgment is mentioned: "The Normans are the latest fire, and I daresay they haven't been away for too long. They must have looted a lot, and it may have taken a lot of time to remove them by boat. Now we have A good opportunity, we have to catch up with them and attack bravely, and we must not let this group of savages escape.

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Must attack! Must fight! As for how to arrange it after the war, no one cares at present.

Or the mourning soldier will win? The cavalry, roused by anger, was in high spirits.

Although the Count was occupied by revenge, he still clearly understood that his capital was not much. The cavalry is strong in combat but requires a lot of material maintenance. In particular, to maintain the combat effectiveness of the war horses, it is necessary to feed a large amount of oats and rye. It is impossible to maintain the efficient combat of the war horses simply by grazing on the spot. In the use of cavalry, the Frankish nobles have a set of methods, so the count is not willing to frantically squeeze horsepower.

Earl Hunt, knowing that he was powerless to fight the attackers for a long time, decided to bypass the burning city and push downstream along the river. In this way, the horses can nibble on the rushes and reeds all the way, and barely maintain their fighting power. As for the soldiers, they naturally have to rely on willpower to endure.

In the end, he provided an optional direction for the cavalry. The so-called once they were empty, the whole team went directly to the territory of the Earl of Flanders, and while reporting the bad news to him, they also rented a batch of food for emergency. He really can't come up with the money to buy it at the moment, but he can cut off part of his territory as a price.

On the other hand, the flames of Bremen illuminated the night sky red, and the Ross coalition soldiers resting on the shore made jokes about it.

The cooks had already cooked a lot of seized rye, but they were just cooked, and the people who were forced to wait were dug out of the urns into bowls and chewed with a pinch of salt.

The cooks also have mixed tastes, and they can actually eat salt in the barbarian camp, and what is the price?

No, the soldiers from Saaremaa Island have already rushed forward, took the group of cooks away together, and put them on the ground just to be happy.

Arik and the other Rus warriors who are organized are disdain to have a relationship with these women who need to be responsible after the fact. The biggest reason is actually belief. Maybe the people of Saaremaa will not care at all.

The coalition forces continued to camp on the beach where they had stayed. Of course, they could continue to withdraw, but the coalition forces needed a longer period of time to rest.

A great victory, a large Frankish city was given a "burn at the stake", and even Ross was the first to achieve such a loud voice. Seven hundred warriors had defeated a city ten times their own population, and the brothers had a sudden disdain for the Franks.

Large-scale handling of loot in a short period of time requires all fighters to rest for a longer period of time.

Maybe this beach is not safe, but there is no wider area than this beach. More than 700 people camped on the beach. The two teams met here many days ago and almost got into a fight. Now, the two teams are already comrades-in-arms fighting together.

Arik, who was lying on the side of the bonfire, looked lazy, and he joked as he wanted: "You don't want to be Danes in the future! You are completely cut off from the Danish king. Come to Ross, let's be brothers. Your clan is my clan, and in the future Wouldn't it be fun if we go to war together and eat meat together."

Ragnar also talked eloquently on his side: "As long as your brother agrees, of course I support it."

"Of course he supports it. He doesn't want to fight with the Danes for a long time. If there is a chance to do business in peace, who would want to fight. He can even designate you a war chief, and your clan can be organized into a flag team. In a large-scale battle, your team will participate in the battle together, and you will always get a lot of spoils after the battle..."

At this moment, Arik really doesn't treat Ragnar as an outsider, and Ragnar is just as happy about it. Both sides are the most traditional Viking men, and they are the most loyal by nature.

After the two men of the same age finished talking about the war, they couldn't help but talk about women and even children.

Ragnar carried two boys to the campfire, one just walking and the other severely disabled.

Look at the boy's legs. They are weak, and they are not as thin as their arms.

Arik was taken aback, because living in a traditional way, a disabled child had no right to live, and a boy with shriveled legs would be killed when he found out.

"What's going on? He..." Arik simply shut up, considering that he was going to say something offensive.

"You're surprised?" Ragnar smiled: "It doesn't matter, you let him speak for himself. Ivar, speak for yourself."

Ivar is almost six years old, so speaking naturally has no problem.

The brat told himself with a bit of milk: "Odin chose me and let me live. What Odin must do, I don't know now. I can't walk, my arms and my brain are normal. I Really just can't walk."

The more Ivar emphasizes something, the more inferior he is. Indeed, a soldier with a broken arm can still fight with one arm, but how can he fight without his legs?

Does this remark sound familiar? ! Arik sat up straight in surprise, and smiled again: "Is it really fate? My brother, Rurik, the prince of Ross, is also the man chosen by Odin. We Ross are rich and strong because of his achievements."

"That's the case?!" Ragnar also sat upright, holding the young Ivar in his arms.

"You have to get to Ross, Ivar is destined to be extraordinary with God's help."

"That's a good thing. When do you decide to go?"

"Let's stay here for two more days. Brothers, take a rest." Arik said casually, and Ragnar didn't think it was wrong, so he acquiesced.

The two chatted a lot, and then Blue Fox and Speuter also joined in. Get together with each other, and as soon as the known information is gathered and exchanged, a lot of unknown information also burst out.

The Russ learned that the Danes were in fact a mess of sand, and the only leader who truly admired all Danes was Godfrey, who passed away 30 years ago. The other successors were not convinced, especially the current Danish King Horrick. The lord left Denmark spontaneously, so that the strength of Danish immigrants in Norway's Bergenfjord, Oslo Fjord and other regions, and the Gotaland region in southern Scandinavia, expanded rapidly.

Ragnar also learned that the head of Ross' royal pirates was Speuter sitting here, and the order to "annihilate the ships encountered" was issued by the prince of Ross, and everything was a vent of anger. But the prince was very smart, and since he learned of the Franks who were behind the scenes, his strategy was instantly adjusted to attack the Franks.

Everyone sitting here is a Viking maniac who has done extraordinary feats, and now everyone has jointly burned the city of Bremen.

Their rest is still going on. On this beach, everyone quickly entered a peaceful and stable life, holding a huge amount of wheat in their hands, and said with a sense of self-confidence.

But Arik wasn't so arrogant that he didn't even set up sentries.

Rurik did not design an "Army Code" for the duchy, but the army was actively summarizing its past successes and failures. The Russ Army will always be aware of the enemy's sneak attack, so it is particularly important to set up sentries.

The five sentinel groups were ambushed in the forest. Of course, they were not hiding among the dead branches and leaves, but were resting on the trees and sensing the vibrations around them.

The low vibration of the earth appeared suddenly, and some sentinels pressed their ears to the tree trunks, and gradually felt the source of the vibrations approaching.

With a keen sense of battlefield smell, the Sentinel team ran out of the woods one after another. They looked at each other, and instantly concluded that there was imminent danger.

They ran screaming and rushed towards the beach camp.

The people who were waiting for dinner noticed the rushing sentries. At first, everyone was a little dazed, but as a dark shadow appeared from the forest, even the dazed people became vigilant.

"Damn! It's actually cavalry! Damn chasers, how did they find us?!" Ragnar scolded himself, then looked at Arik's reaction.

There were more and more cavalrymen, and from the standpoint of cavalry, Earl Hunter was also very surprised: "Normans, you are hiding here, hateful demons, it is so hard for me to find them. You... so many people?! Also There are those... they are all big ships?!" Looking at the flags hanging on the masts of the big ships, he immediately understood that this was the Ross army.

Hunter finally saw the Rus' fleet, and although it was very hard to believe, what the envoy named Joseph Blue Fox said was actually true.

Are these enough to frighten the proud Frankish cavalry?

Hunt called for the cavalry to rally in Frankish, and lined up when the cavalry rushed out of the woods. In the forest, the five-meter-long cavalry can't stretch. In order to avoid accidental injury, each rider kept a distance, and the rider held the front part of the spear, and most of the wooden shaft of the spear was dragged at the rear.

The Frankish cavalry were returning to their natural splendor, and the woods of spears were terrifying.

Ragnar was afraid of these damn cavalry, and he didn't dare to show his cowardice in front of Rus' allies, so he called the women and children to withdraw to the boat, and the men immediately formed a shield wall and stood on the riverbank in the honor of men to fight against the enemy.

But he watched as the Rus people only built thin shield walls, and more people were actually climbing rope ladders to get on the boat? !

This scene was so anxious that Arik shouted: "Arik, are you Russ going to retreat? You retreat, and we will follow?!"

Arik immediately explained: "Who said we retreated?! Don't get me wrong! Continue to maintain the front line, we have to adjust heavy weapons and kill all these damned cavalry! Do you understand? Kill this group of cavalry!"

Indeed, when the Frankish cavalry was busy lining up the troops that were forced to be loosened in the forest, there was a precious window of combat readiness on the side of the Rus coalition.

Fighting this group of cavalry with infantry, if this is true, the Rus coalition will even be wiped out. Because the Frankish cavalry as a whole will restrain the cavalry and dash forward due to the relative lack of warhorses, but after the cavalry approached the array, they stabbed the enemy in the array with super powerful spears. In a sense, this style of play is a phalanx of spears against a phalanx of swords and shields, except that the cavalry comes and runs fast, and the flexible jab is a classic Frankish tactic.

From Hunter's point of view, the Normans finally stopped escaping and dared to line up to fight with them. They are so stupid...

Let’s look at the fleet in a line of long snakes. All the sideboard torsion slingshots have been transported to the enemy’s starboard side. As a result, the fleet has assembled as many as 80 torsion slingshots. It is necessary to control so many heavy weapons. Naturally a lot of manpower is required.

To deal with cavalry, most of the heavy weapons are traded with one hammer. The key lies in the throw of the first battle!

Torsion slingshots are equipped with cast iron bullets, and it is a deadly weapon that can pierce armor against enemies at medium and close range.

The crossbow is also stepping on the charge, and arrows are inserted one after another, waiting to be used in line.

As for the fifty Finnish archers, they all stood on the ship under the leadership of Yevlo and seized the commanding heights.

The Ross people responded quickly. Hunter, who was on the other side, noticed this situation. He had a premonition of a crisis, but he didn't know what it meant. He could only order his people to line up as fast as possible, and then destroy Norman. The human infantry shield wall achieves the chaotic killing that the cavalry desires.

However, the Russ were one step ahead of the enemy and prepared for war, so that the previous heavy weapons were not in vain.

Hunter had no intention of waiting any longer. He raised his iron sword and suddenly ordered: "Cavalry! Spear forward! Kill the Normans! à l'attaque!"

The cavalry charge! A super long spear, the sharp and flashing spearheads move forward in unison. The men and horses all have leather and mail armored cavalry in front, and light cavalry without any armor in the back. Three hundred cavalry spears aimed at the Rus coalition forces, staged a cavalry corps attacking the navy and marines.

A wall rushed towards him, and it was false that Ragnar was not afraid of danger. For the sake of honor, he had to stand on the riverbank. Moreover, he and his people had nowhere to go, because behind them was the wall-like fleet.

Suddenly, a high-pitched roar: "Hjutraaaaah!"

It was Arik, he ordered!

All the torsion slingshots fired at the same time, this is a salvo from Qiankun!

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