Chapter 932: Passive Siege and Cavalry Adventure
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The entire Aleb Fortress was surrounded by groups, and the inner fort was certainly stronger. With the previous success, Ragnar felt that he could fight again.
But the army is rough and needs to be repaired. It has just experienced a desperate struggle, and then a **** battle will be fought the next day. The leaders of the tribes have lost their previous blood, at least not today.
A stone room became Ragnar's command post, and various sources pointed out that everyone who entered the city did not catch any treasures.
There is a large number of Frankish troops stationed here, and it is unreasonable that there are no treasures.
His eyes looked at the strong inner fort, thinking that there was probably a mountain of silver coins inside.
He gathered the leaders together and demanded: "Gather your elites, my new battering ram is ready. The silver coins in it are all ours when we charge again."
This remark immediately attracted many questions from the leaders.
Some of the leaders' subordinates lost a lot of money when they broke through the trenches, and they did not make a fortune when they entered the city. Resentment arose spontaneously. "Could it be that they really have a lot of gold and silver?"
"Very likely." Ragnar said firmly.
"Really? I didn't make a fortune in the outer city, and maybe there isn't much wealth in the inner city. Look at it! My army has lost a lot, and if I don't get wealth, I'm going to withdraw."
When someone stepped back, more lords followed suit.
Someone even said rudely: "Brothers recognize you as king because they hope you will drive away the invaders with your brothers and make a fortune by the way. Now that the invaders are almost dead, you must fulfill everyone's dream of making a fortune."
"Yes! We want to make a fortune!"
"Even if you can't make a fortune, you have to take some prisoners back."
The lords were talking, and their thirst was putting a lot of pressure on Ragnar.
I saw Ragnar frowned and patted his thigh: "Enough! Your eyes are limited to this? The invaders are still there! There is a mound of silver in their fortress!"
"Are you sure?" someone asked.
"When we get in, you'll understand everything. Come and follow me!"
However, the lords all said that they should slow down first, and they did not believe the statement of a large number of silver coins. Some people even put forward a principle, the so-called Rus people decide to do it, the brothers will do it too.
Like a bowl of cold water, Ragnar's desire to end the fight in one swoop seems to have given up.
He stomped hard and walked out of the stone room, leaving a group of lords with big eyes and small eyes.
The huge army needs a lot of food, and the captured salted fish naturally cannot satisfy the appetite of the army.
The lords of Zeeland have good reasons for not wanting to attack today. After a night of repairs, they still need a lot of time to raise food and burn the dead bodies.
Now is the warmest corpse in the whole year. If the corpses are not disposed of, the stench will fill the body within three days. At that time, not to mention the attack on the inner fort, the stench of soldiers will stun people.
The corpses of a large number of war horses were divided, and the lords of the New Denmark Kingdom Army unceremoniously shared the flesh of these **** Frankish war horses with their own people.
For the Ross Army stationed by the sea, they don't have to worry about logistical issues at all.
The Slav army brought by Medvet from the rear carried a large amount of wheat and salt, so that the Rus army, even the servant army recruited from Växjö and Jönköping, were proud to eat cooked wheat, and then cooperate with the newly caught. Fish, food is delicious.
So when Ragnar arrived at the Ross barracks again, he smelled the aroma of wheat and his stomach suddenly growled.
Spuyut kindly asked him to come and have a meal, but when Luna mentioned supporting some food, he was directly rejected.
"Why? Aren't we allies?"
"It is an alliance, but these grains are the property of King Rurik, and I have no right to dispose of them freely. The rations of your Danish army are naturally raised by you, the king."
This reason is very logical, and immediately the wheat in the bowl is not fragrant.
"But you, still gave me a bowl of oatmeal, you can use it freely."
"Forget it. Since you and I are friends, it's nothing to give you a bowl of food. Besides, our Ross Army gave up looting in the city. Isn't that enough?"
"It's not enough." Ragnar licked his face and urged anxiously: "The army needs to be nourished. The lords hope that you will join the final general attack, so that you can be fully confident. I can't convince them to attack today, so..."
"Haha. Urge me to provide food, and also urge me to attack? Maybe, you should give up the throne, and everything is under my command."
"..." Ragnar was speechless, he put down the wooden bowl and stood up abruptly, then turned around and left.
"What?" The sitting Spuyote asked him sideways: "I haven't finished eating the wheat, so I'm leaving now?"
Ragnar didn't look back, and threw a word: "I'm in a hurry, I have to see if our fishing boat has caught enough fish."
Ragnar left, as he had come in a hurry.
Medwait really felt that today's Speuter was too rude: "My friend, why bother?"
"Am I being ruthless?"
"Yes, no...he's a king after all."
"Really?" Speuter shook his head: "Except for his own cronies, other Danish lords have their own thoughts. He has no ability to grasp the overall situation, in my opinion..."
"how?"
"It's better to let our great king be the king of Denmark."
Medwait was instantly refreshed: "Is this possible?"
"Maybe. If the High King wants to be King of Denmark."
After all, Spuyote is well-informed, and it is not as simple as paying tribute to him in Britain in recent years. He will take the opportunity to inquire about the situation in the local kingdoms, and understand the methods of those small countries to deal with international relations.
kindness? lovely? forget it! No one will remember your favor, they will only surrender to the fist.
After all, Spuyut had grabbed the most Danish ships in the past, but it was actually his current ally. If it weren't for the order of King Rurik, he would not be willing to cooperate with the so-called Royal Danish Army.
While friendly to Ragnar himself, he was very cautious of the lords and their armies.
Ragnar also showed no control over the lords, or his private army could not suppress other armies at all.
All indications are that Ragnar cannot be a good king.
But the war goes on...
The lords of Zeeland were busy cleaning the battlefield. They piled up lumber by the sea and burned the bodies of their own people to ashes.
Similarly, the Ross Army is also disposing of its own bodies.
Different from the former, the "Human Valhalla" built by the Rus Kingdom in New Rose Fort exists as a cemetery for soldiers and outstanding people.
The burned remains of the deceased were sorted out, and if there was a clear name, they were placed in a wooden box independently, and they were buried in the cemetery when they returned to the voyage.
As for the corpse of the enemy, the easiest way to deal with it is to use the trench dug by the enemy, throw the corpse in and bury it...
Because of the delay of these things and the subjective and deliberate dawdling of all parties, objectively the coalition forces launched a siege of the inner fort of Aleb.
After Liudov rested, he regained his sobriety, and his energy was not as good as before.
He understood the situation and was worried about the Normans launching a storm. His subordinates pointed out that a large number of people were armed and decided to fight the enemy to the death.
Obviously, it is quiet now, and the siege battle has not broken out.
And isn't this more terrifying?
Thinking of this, Liudov, who had just woken up, had a splitting headache.
He covered his head and hurriedly asked his cronies: "How many people do we have now? How much food and how much fresh water!?"
The answer is heartbreaking.
His henchman, a baron. It can last up to two days.
"You said... five or six thousand people came in. So many people supported for three days?!"
"No. It's the militants, plus some female fighters. We have 2,000 people, and 2,000 people support for three days."
"This... is to trap us?" So Ludov passed out with anger.
The situation is indeed very unfavorable for the defenders, and it is fair to say that Ragnar is not in a hurry to attack. Let the defenders who have driven themselves into a desperate situation let them fend for themselves. They are so hungry that they can't take weapons, and it's easy to attack at this moment.
Spuyote had personally experienced this kind of siege battle, but unfortunately, Ragnar and many lords attacked the city for the first time.
Liudov, who had regained consciousness for the second time, shuddered at the thought of his current situation. The inner fort was full of people. Although there were food and salted fish reserves, refugees without enough cooking utensils could only bite raw oats, and what was worse was the shortage of fresh water.
He thought of sending cavalry out and ordering Horrick to the north to send reinforcements.
But he stood at a high place and saw that the entire outer Guocheng was occupied by the enemy, and the inner fort was surrounded by circles, and he reluctantly gave up the illusion of asking for help.
No one wants to sit still, but now there is no escape. Unless you desperately break through...
Just breaking the siege also means giving up thousands of women and children to the Normans. Those pirates have done so indescribably, and if they abandon these people who believe in God themselves, even if they successfully escape, their souls will go to hell.
The defenders had to continue to hold on, waiting for the unknown fate in the rapid internal friction.
As for Eskil, he has been living an ascetic life with the small priests for decades. They can endure hunger very much. Although the monastery is now demolished, they pray collectively on the old site.
Then people tired of hunger and thirst gathered here again, participating in a very simple Mass, and praying for a miracle to come.
Of course, Liudov is more pragmatic.
An open space high up on the hill was vacated, and immediately after the mass was done, the place was covered with wood. Some dry cow dung, and even human excrement, were thrown in, and the flames ignited in an instant, and thick smoke gradually shot up into the sky. These bizarre scenes attracted the offensive coalition forces under the hill to stop and watch, discussing whether the enemy was self-immolating.
It was already evening, and Ragnar could not have imagined that the enemy was so stubborn, but then he thought about it, the enemy believed in the God of the Franks, wouldn't suicide be the greatest?
Who wants to set themselves on fire?
This is Ludoff's strategy. He hopes that the smoke will attract the distant Danish villages to see, especially the people in the control area of Horrick in the distance to see that there is something wrong with the Aleb fortress.
Obviously, as a player in the game, Liudov has no idea that the current situation is sinister and corrupt.
Because in this land, a cavalry is looking for prey.
More than 20 brothers were injured or killed, and the Ross cavalry, who never thought that he might die suddenly, now has a deep hatred for the people on this battlefield.
Fisk was the most annoyed, he ordered: "Encounter any enemy, even if it is a woman and kill it."
This order is simply outrageous, because if a woman is caught, it can be taken back to be a wife. The Slavic warriors in the cavalry hope that a few more Danish Varyag women will be taken back to their hometown to show off.
Fisk's orders need to be carried out, but Aleb Fort has absorbed the population of the nearby Danish villages.
There are also some villages in the south. Their fishermen and cattle herders saw the war from a distance and hurried back to report the news. Many villages have already moved south collectively.
These villages are collectively reluctant to convert to God, and it is ironic that only the kingdom of the Franks, who believe in God, will shelter the Danes and Saxons who decide to cross the border.
News travels faster than people's legs. When someone brought the news to the artificial pass of the Schleswig Great Wall, that is, the city of Schleswig, a baron under the local Earl of Hamburg learned of the Great War in the North, and immediately Deliver the message to Hamburg.
Therefore, the reinforcements Liudov hoped exist. Once the Count of Hamburg received the news, he would naturally organize the army to go north to support. But far away could not quench the near thirst, and Liudov did not have time to wait for reinforcements from Hamburg, whose strength was unknown.
However, Fisk, who said that he was retaliating for robbery, was shocked that all he found was a village where people went to empty houses.
The wheat field seemed to be abandoned, just as the war horses took the opportunity to eat the wheat seedlings.
After a large circle, they had reached the west of the Isthmus of Lindholm. The warriors who tried to drink horses found that their mounts were disdainful of drinking water. When they drank it themselves, they realized that it was salty sea water.
The sea water here comes from the Atlantic Ocean, and the salinity is much higher than that of the Baltic Sea, which can be clearly perceived in the taste.
Fisk no longer hesitated and led the army to mount north.
"Let's go, brothers! Go to the north to slaughter Horrick's people! Follow my orders and kill without mercy!"
They spent a wild night, and they also saw the thick smoke from the distant hills. The smoke was so conspicuous when the air was extremely clear that it was even turned orange in the setting sun.
The smoke can be seen in extremely distant places, such as Horrick's army who cannot escape on horseback.
But he said Horrick, he had suffered a big defeat and retreated to the village of Robard, and he would retreat south without turning back after finding a horse.
Horlick needed Liudov's troops to support him, but his defeated troops dawdled along the road, for fear that he would be too shameless to go south as a lonely man, so he accommodated his army of the last five hundred or so men to dawdle southward.
The defeated soldiers suffered a big defeat, and their weapons and equipment would not be thrown around, but they brought too little support.
They still escaped fast, and Horrick knew very well that the direct reason for the lack of Rus's pursuers behind him was that the Rus people had the most brutal war against all northern tribes, including the Robard tribe.
Those who were once war-weary were also forced to resist desperately for the sake of their territory and their people.
Now, Horrick has even abandoned his clan, and his current situation is no different from being expelled.
As the king of God Denmark, Horrick betrayed his people, at least not the faith of God.
After all, he still has a way of retreat - retreating to Frank and working as a mercenary under Ludwig's account.
After all, he is also a vassal of Ludwig.
The priests who stayed in the north were sent to each other by him, and the army was still able to move south steadily at the beginning. Until seeing the thick smoke of the hills, the army's heart boiled!
Everyone needs Horrick to provide a way out, and they all gather around their king.
"I won't give up on you! Maybe we can't count on Ludoff now! We might be able to detour south, follow the western coastline across the isthmus, and we'll be safe as long as we retreat into Frankish territory."
He provided everyone with a seemingly safe retreat, and the people who had no gods and no masters also had the backbone. As for Ludov and his army, no one is willing to estimate now.
Even the accompanying priest shouted that the teacher Esquil was still in the Aleb Fort monastery.
The priest's mouth was stuffed with a piece of cloth, and Horrick sternly threatened: "The Russ have a second army. Letting us go to Aleb is killing ourselves, and that thick smoke is the best proof. Your teacher is dead, Ludov is also dead!"
Horrick had already been frightened. When he saw Uncle Smoke, he acquiesced in the fall of the fortress, and also made up the second army of the Russ army with tens of thousands of people.
He really estimated it well. He didn't take the initiative to look for the Ross Army to fight, and the Ross Cavalry came to him in person!
Hundreds of people were lying on the green meadows in the wilderness. After they woke up, they dragged their tired bodies and continued south, looking to find the seaside to fish for fish, or to find the village to plunder some food.
They exposed themselves, a large group of people in black tones stood out in the green meadows, while the iron armor of some people was strongly reflective.
The Ross cavalry in blue and white shirts noticed them, and everyone suddenly realized that they had found a huge prey.
"Could it be reinforcements from the fortress enemy?" Some soldiers doubted.
Fisk thinks it is very likely that although there are not many enemies in front of him, there may be more people behind.
Because the Robard tribe in the north is a large tribe, they are the main body of the hostile forces. To this day, Fisk is still in awe of these people, and feels that the main force of the king needs some time to defeat them.
Then, Horrick in the north is likely to have the ability to divide his troops to the south to support.
Fisk regarded the enemy in front of him as reinforcements, killed them, and every cavalryman was only furious.
The recurve bow was held high, and Fisk ordered: "Take out the bow! Shoot them all!"
People held bows and shouted Ullah.
After all, Fisk added: "Leave a few alive, we have some news, let's go now!"
The cavalry was divided into two groups. The soldiers held bows and reins in their left hands, and three arrows in their right hands.
At the same time, aware of the presence of the cavalry, Horlick instinctively thought it was the Frankish cavalry.
Because, Ludov's Frankish cavalry uniform is blue and white.
Horrick was overjoyed, and so were his subordinates. They didn't even defend, but cheered with their swords and shields held high. uukanshu. It's a pity that what greeted them was not a friendly greeting, but a throat-locking arrow.
Horrick was taken aback. He had been spared thanks to the protection of the wooden shield, but the arrows had pierced through his shield, and he was suffocated by the killing intent.
"Damn it! These Franks are crazy! Ludov betrayed us! Defend!"
Horrick's army, who was unsuspecting and was shot three times in a row, suddenly killed and wounded nearly 100 people.
Everyone was amazed, until they saw a cavalry showing a particularly obvious flag.
"Ah? It's actually Rus? How can they have cavalry?!"
Horrick shouted absurd, but the second round of mounted archery attacks had already begun. His subordinates were only qualified for passive defense, and gradually collapsed under the ruthless blow of arrows...
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The entire Aleb Fortress was surrounded by groups, and the inner fort was certainly stronger. With the previous success, Ragnar felt that he could fight again.
But the army is rough and needs to be repaired. It has just experienced a desperate struggle, and then a **** battle will be fought the next day. The leaders of the tribes have lost their previous blood, at least not today.
A stone room became Ragnar's command post, and various sources pointed out that everyone who entered the city did not catch any treasures.
There is a large number of Frankish troops stationed here, and it is unreasonable that there are no treasures.
His eyes looked at the strong inner fort, thinking that there was probably a mountain of silver coins inside.
He gathered the leaders together and demanded: "Gather your elites, my new battering ram is ready. The silver coins in it are all ours when we charge again."
This remark immediately attracted many questions from the leaders.
Some of the leaders' subordinates lost a lot of money when they broke through the trenches, and they did not make a fortune when they entered the city. Resentment arose spontaneously. "Could it be that they really have a lot of gold and silver?"
"Very likely." Ragnar said firmly.
"Really? I didn't make a fortune in the outer city, and maybe there isn't much wealth in the inner city. Look at it! My army has lost a lot, and if I don't get wealth, I'm going to withdraw."
When someone stepped back, more lords followed suit.
Someone even said rudely: "Brothers recognize you as king because they hope you will drive away the invaders with your brothers and make a fortune by the way. Now that the invaders are almost dead, you must fulfill everyone's dream of making a fortune."
"Yes! We want to make a fortune!"
"Even if you can't make a fortune, you have to take some prisoners back."
The lords were talking, and their thirst was putting a lot of pressure on Ragnar.
I saw Ragnar frowned and patted his thigh: "Enough! Your eyes are limited to this? The invaders are still there! There is a mound of silver in their fortress!"
"Are you sure?" someone asked.
"When we get in, you'll understand everything. Come and follow me!"
However, the lords all said that they should slow down first, and they did not believe the statement of a large number of silver coins. Some people even put forward a principle, the so-called Rus people decide to do it, the brothers will do it too.
Like a bowl of cold water, Ragnar's desire to end the fight in one swoop seems to have given up.
He stomped hard and walked out of the stone room, leaving a group of lords with big eyes and small eyes.
The huge army needs a lot of food, and the captured salted fish naturally cannot satisfy the appetite of the army.
The lords of Zeeland have good reasons for not wanting to attack today. After a night of repairs, they still need a lot of time to raise food and burn the dead bodies.
Now is the warmest corpse in the whole year. If the corpses are not disposed of, the stench will fill the body within three days. At that time, not to mention the attack on the inner fort, the stench of soldiers will stun people.
The corpses of a large number of war horses were divided, and the lords of the New Denmark Kingdom Army unceremoniously shared the flesh of these **** Frankish war horses with their own people.
For the Ross Army stationed by the sea, they don't have to worry about logistical issues at all.
The Slav army brought by Medvet from the rear carried a large amount of wheat and salt, so that the Rus army, even the servant army recruited from Växjö and Jönköping, were proud to eat cooked wheat, and then cooperate with the newly caught. Fish, food is delicious.
So when Ragnar arrived at the Ross barracks again, he smelled the aroma of wheat and his stomach suddenly growled.
Spuyut kindly asked him to come and have a meal, but when Luna mentioned supporting some food, he was directly rejected.
"Why? Aren't we allies?"
"It is an alliance, but these grains are the property of King Rurik, and I have no right to dispose of them freely. The rations of your Danish army are naturally raised by you, the king."
This reason is very logical, and immediately the wheat in the bowl is not fragrant.
"But you, still gave me a bowl of oatmeal, you can use it freely."
"Forget it. Since you and I are friends, it's nothing to give you a bowl of food. Besides, our Ross Army gave up looting in the city. Isn't that enough?"
"It's not enough." Ragnar licked his face and urged anxiously: "The army needs to be nourished. The lords hope that you will join the final general attack, so that you can be fully confident. I can't convince them to attack today, so..."
"Haha. Urge me to provide food, and also urge me to attack? Maybe, you should give up the throne, and everything is under my command."
"..." Ragnar was speechless, he put down the wooden bowl and stood up abruptly, then turned around and left.
"What?" The sitting Spuyote asked him sideways: "I haven't finished eating the wheat, so I'm leaving now?"
Ragnar didn't look back, and threw a word: "I'm in a hurry, I have to see if our fishing boat has caught enough fish."
Ragnar left, as he had come in a hurry.
Medwait really felt that today's Speuter was too rude: "My friend, why bother?"
"Am I being ruthless?"
"Yes, no...he's a king after all."
"Really?" Speuter shook his head: "Except for his own cronies, other Danish lords have their own thoughts. He has no ability to grasp the overall situation, in my opinion..."
"how?"
"It's better to let our great king be the king of Denmark."
Medwait was instantly refreshed: "Is this possible?"
"Maybe. If the High King wants to be King of Denmark."
After all, Spuyote is well-informed, and it is not as simple as paying tribute to him in Britain in recent years. He will take the opportunity to inquire about the situation in the local kingdoms, and understand the methods of those small countries to deal with international relations.
kindness? lovely? forget it! No one will remember your favor, they will only surrender to the fist.
After all, Spuyut had grabbed the most Danish ships in the past, but it was actually his current ally. If it weren't for the order of King Rurik, he would not be willing to cooperate with the so-called Royal Danish Army.
While friendly to Ragnar himself, he was very cautious of the lords and their armies.
Ragnar also showed no control over the lords, or his private army could not suppress other armies at all.
All indications are that Ragnar cannot be a good king.
But the war goes on...
The lords of Zeeland were busy cleaning the battlefield. They piled up lumber by the sea and burned the bodies of their own people to ashes.
Similarly, the Ross Army is also disposing of its own bodies.
Different from the former, the "Human Valhalla" built by the Rus Kingdom in New Rose Fort exists as a cemetery for soldiers and outstanding people.
The burned remains of the deceased were sorted out, and if there was a clear name, they were placed in a wooden box independently, and they were buried in the cemetery when they returned to the voyage.
As for the corpse of the enemy, the easiest way to deal with it is to use the trench dug by the enemy, throw the corpse in and bury it...
Because of the delay of these things and the subjective and deliberate dawdling of all parties, objectively the coalition forces launched a siege of the inner fort of Aleb.
After Liudov rested, he regained his sobriety, and his energy was not as good as before.
He understood the situation and was worried about the Normans launching a storm. His subordinates pointed out that a large number of people were armed and decided to fight the enemy to the death.
Obviously, it is quiet now, and the siege battle has not broken out.
And isn't this more terrifying?
Thinking of this, Liudov, who had just woken up, had a splitting headache.
He covered his head and hurriedly asked his cronies: "How many people do we have now? How much food and how much fresh water!?"
The answer is heartbreaking.
His henchman, a baron. It can last up to two days.
"You said... five or six thousand people came in. So many people supported for three days?!"
"No. It's the militants, plus some female fighters. We have 2,000 people, and 2,000 people support for three days."
"This... is to trap us?" So Ludov passed out with anger.
The situation is indeed very unfavorable for the defenders, and it is fair to say that Ragnar is not in a hurry to attack. Let the defenders who have driven themselves into a desperate situation let them fend for themselves. They are so hungry that they can't take weapons, and it's easy to attack at this moment.
Spuyote had personally experienced this kind of siege battle, but unfortunately, Ragnar and many lords attacked the city for the first time.
Liudov, who had regained consciousness for the second time, shuddered at the thought of his current situation. The inner fort was full of people. Although there were food and salted fish reserves, refugees without enough cooking utensils could only bite raw oats, and what was worse was the shortage of fresh water.
He thought of sending cavalry out and ordering Horrick to the north to send reinforcements.
But he stood at a high place and saw that the entire outer Guocheng was occupied by the enemy, and the inner fort was surrounded by circles, and he reluctantly gave up the illusion of asking for help.
No one wants to sit still, but now there is no escape. Unless you desperately break through...
Just breaking the siege also means giving up thousands of women and children to the Normans. Those pirates have done so indescribably, and if they abandon these people who believe in God themselves, even if they successfully escape, their souls will go to hell.
The defenders had to continue to hold on, waiting for the unknown fate in the rapid internal friction.
As for Eskil, he has been living an ascetic life with the small priests for decades. They can endure hunger very much. Although the monastery is now demolished, they pray collectively on the old site.
Then people tired of hunger and thirst gathered here again, participating in a very simple Mass, and praying for a miracle to come.
Of course, Liudov is more pragmatic.
An open space high up on the hill was vacated, and immediately after the mass was done, the place was covered with wood. Some dry cow dung, and even human excrement, were thrown in, and the flames ignited in an instant, and thick smoke gradually shot up into the sky. These bizarre scenes attracted the offensive coalition forces under the hill to stop and watch, discussing whether the enemy was self-immolating.
It was already evening, and Ragnar could not have imagined that the enemy was so stubborn, but then he thought about it, the enemy believed in the God of the Franks, wouldn't suicide be the greatest?
Who wants to set themselves on fire?
This is Ludoff's strategy. He hopes that the smoke will attract the distant Danish villages to see, especially the people in the control area of Horrick in the distance to see that there is something wrong with the Aleb fortress.
Obviously, as a player in the game, Liudov has no idea that the current situation is sinister and corrupt.
Because in this land, a cavalry is looking for prey.
More than 20 brothers were injured or killed, and the Ross cavalry, who never thought that he might die suddenly, now has a deep hatred for the people on this battlefield.
Fisk was the most annoyed, he ordered: "Encounter any enemy, even if it is a woman and kill it."
This order is simply outrageous, because if a woman is caught, it can be taken back to be a wife. The Slavic warriors in the cavalry hope that a few more Danish Varyag women will be taken back to their hometown to show off.
Fisk's orders need to be carried out, but Aleb Fort has absorbed the population of the nearby Danish villages.
There are also some villages in the south. Their fishermen and cattle herders saw the war from a distance and hurried back to report the news. Many villages have already moved south collectively.
These villages are collectively reluctant to convert to God, and it is ironic that only the kingdom of the Franks, who believe in God, will shelter the Danes and Saxons who decide to cross the border.
News travels faster than people's legs. When someone brought the news to the artificial pass of the Schleswig Great Wall, that is, the city of Schleswig, a baron under the local Earl of Hamburg learned of the Great War in the North, and immediately Deliver the message to Hamburg.
Therefore, the reinforcements Liudov hoped exist. Once the Count of Hamburg received the news, he would naturally organize the army to go north to support. But far away could not quench the near thirst, and Liudov did not have time to wait for reinforcements from Hamburg, whose strength was unknown.
However, Fisk, who said that he was retaliating for robbery, was shocked that all he found was a village where people went to empty houses.
The wheat field seemed to be abandoned, just as the war horses took the opportunity to eat the wheat seedlings.
After a large circle, they had reached the west of the Isthmus of Lindholm. The warriors who tried to drink horses found that their mounts were disdainful of drinking water. When they drank it themselves, they realized that it was salty sea water.
The sea water here comes from the Atlantic Ocean, and the salinity is much higher than that of the Baltic Sea, which can be clearly perceived in the taste.
Fisk no longer hesitated and led the army to mount north.
"Let's go, brothers! Go to the north to slaughter Horrick's people! Follow my orders and kill without mercy!"
They spent a wild night, and they also saw the thick smoke from the distant hills. The smoke was so conspicuous when the air was extremely clear that it was even turned orange in the setting sun.
The smoke can be seen in extremely distant places, such as Horrick's army who cannot escape on horseback.
But he said Horrick, he had suffered a big defeat and retreated to the village of Robard, and he would retreat south without turning back after finding a horse.
Horlick needed Liudov's troops to support him, but his defeated troops dawdled along the road, for fear that he would be too shameless to go south as a lonely man, so he accommodated his army of the last five hundred or so men to dawdle southward.
The defeated soldiers suffered a big defeat, and their weapons and equipment would not be thrown around, but they brought too little support.
They still escaped fast, and Horrick knew very well that the direct reason for the lack of Rus's pursuers behind him was that the Rus people had the most brutal war against all northern tribes, including the Robard tribe.
Those who were once war-weary were also forced to resist desperately for the sake of their territory and their people.
Now, Horrick has even abandoned his clan, and his current situation is no different from being expelled.
As the king of God Denmark, Horrick betrayed his people, at least not the faith of God.
After all, he still has a way of retreat - retreating to Frank and working as a mercenary under Ludwig's account.
After all, he is also a vassal of Ludwig.
The priests who stayed in the north were sent to each other by him, and the army was still able to move south steadily at the beginning. Until seeing the thick smoke of the hills, the army's heart boiled!
Everyone needs Horrick to provide a way out, and they all gather around their king.
"I won't give up on you! Maybe we can't count on Ludoff now! We might be able to detour south, follow the western coastline across the isthmus, and we'll be safe as long as we retreat into Frankish territory."
He provided everyone with a seemingly safe retreat, and the people who had no gods and no masters also had the backbone. As for Ludov and his army, no one is willing to estimate now.
Even the accompanying priest shouted that the teacher Esquil was still in the Aleb Fort monastery.
The priest's mouth was stuffed with a piece of cloth, and Horrick sternly threatened: "The Russ have a second army. Letting us go to Aleb is killing ourselves, and that thick smoke is the best proof. Your teacher is dead, Ludov is also dead!"
Horrick had already been frightened. When he saw Uncle Smoke, he acquiesced in the fall of the fortress, and also made up the second army of the Russ army with tens of thousands of people.
He really estimated it well. He didn't take the initiative to look for the Ross Army to fight, and the Ross Cavalry came to him in person!
Hundreds of people were lying on the green meadows in the wilderness. After they woke up, they dragged their tired bodies and continued south, looking to find the seaside to fish for fish, or to find the village to plunder some food.
They exposed themselves, a large group of people in black tones stood out in the green meadows, while the iron armor of some people was strongly reflective.
The Ross cavalry in blue and white shirts noticed them, and everyone suddenly realized that they had found a huge prey.
"Could it be reinforcements from the fortress enemy?" Some soldiers doubted.
Fisk thinks it is very likely that although there are not many enemies in front of him, there may be more people behind.
Because the Robard tribe in the north is a large tribe, they are the main body of the hostile forces. To this day, Fisk is still in awe of these people, and feels that the main force of the king needs some time to defeat them.
Then, Horrick in the north is likely to have the ability to divide his troops to the south to support.
Fisk regarded the enemy in front of him as reinforcements, killed them, and every cavalryman was only furious.
The recurve bow was held high, and Fisk ordered: "Take out the bow! Shoot them all!"
People held bows and shouted Ullah.
After all, Fisk added: "Leave a few alive, we have some news, let's go now!"
The cavalry was divided into two groups. The soldiers held bows and reins in their left hands, and three arrows in their right hands.
At the same time, aware of the presence of the cavalry, Horlick instinctively thought it was the Frankish cavalry.
Because, Ludov's Frankish cavalry uniform is blue and white.
Horrick was overjoyed, and so were his subordinates. They didn't even defend, but cheered with their swords and shields held high. uukanshu. It's a pity that what greeted them was not a friendly greeting, but a throat-locking arrow.
Horrick was taken aback. He had been spared thanks to the protection of the wooden shield, but the arrows had pierced through his shield, and he was suffocated by the killing intent.
"Damn it! These Franks are crazy! Ludov betrayed us! Defend!"
Horrick's army, who was unsuspecting and was shot three times in a row, suddenly killed and wounded nearly 100 people.
Everyone was amazed, until they saw a cavalry showing a particularly obvious flag.
"Ah? It's actually Rus? How can they have cavalry?!"
Horrick shouted absurd, but the second round of mounted archery attacks had already begun. His subordinates were only qualified for passive defense, and gradually collapsed under the ruthless blow of arrows...
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The entire Aleb Fortress was surrounded by groups, and the inner fort was certainly stronger. With the previous success, Ragnar felt that he could fight again.But the army is rough and needs to be repaired. It has just experienced a desperate struggle, and then a **** battle will be fought the next day. The leaders of the tribes have lost their previous blood, at least not today.A stone room became Ragnar's command post, and various sources pointed out that everyone who entered the city did not catch any treasures.There is a large number of Frankish troops stationed here, and it is unreasonable that there are no treasures.His eyes looked at the strong inner fort, thinking that there was probably a mountain of silver coins inside.He gathered the leaders together and demanded: "Gather your elites, my new battering ram is ready. The silver coins in it are all ours when we charge again."This remark immediately attracted many questions from the leaders.Some of the leaders' subordinates lost a lot of money when they broke through the trenches, and they did not make a fortune when they entered the city. Resentment arose spontaneously. "Could it be that they really have a lot of gold and silver?""Very likely." Ragnar said firmly."Really? I didn't make a fortune in the outer city, and maybe there isn't much wealth in the inner city. Look at it! My army has lost a lot, and if I don't get wealth, I'm going to withdraw."When someone stepped back, more lords followed suit.Someone even said rudely: "Brothers recognize you as king because they hope you will drive away the invaders with your brothers and make a fortune by the way. Now that the invaders are almost dead, you must fulfill everyone's dream of making a fortune.""Yes! We want to make a fortune!""Even if you can't make a fortune, you have to take some prisoners back."The lords were talking, and their thirst was putting a lot of pressure on Ragnar.I saw Ragnar frowned and patted his thigh: "Enough! Your eyes are limited to this? The invaders are still there! There is a mound of silver in their fortress!""Are you sure?" someone asked."When we get in, you'll understand everything. Come and follow me!"However, the lords all said that they should slow down first, and they did not believe the statement of a large number of silver coins. Some people even put forward a principle, the so-called Rus people decide to do it, the brothers will do it too.Like a bowl of cold water, Ragnar's desire to end the fight in one swoop seems to have given up.He stomped hard and walked out of the stone room, leaving a group of lords with big eyes and small eyes.The huge army needs a lot of food, and the captured salted fish naturally cannot satisfy the appetite of the army.The lords of Zeeland have good reasons for not wanting to attack today. After a night of repairs, they still need a lot of time to raise food and burn the dead bodies.Now is the warmest corpse in the whole year. If the corpses are not disposed of, the stench will fill the body within three days. At that time, not to mention the attack on the inner fort, the stench of soldiers will stun people.The corpses of a large number of war horses were divided, and the lords of the New Denmark Kingdom Army unceremoniously shared the flesh of these **** Frankish war horses with their own people.For the Ross Army stationed by the sea, they don't have to worry about logistical issues at all.The Slav army brought by Medvet from the rear carried a large amount of wheat and salt, so that the Rus army, even the servant army recruited from Vxj and Jnkping, were proud to eat cooked wheat, and then cooperate with the newly caught. Fish, food is delicious.So when Ragnar arrived at the Ross barracks again, he smelled the aroma of wheat and his stomach suddenly growled.Spuyut kindly asked him to come and have a meal, but when Luna mentioned supporting some food, he was directly rejected."Why? Aren't we allies?""It is an alliance, but these grains are the property of King Rurik, and I have no right to dispose of them freely. The rations of your Danish army are naturally raised by you, the king."This reason is very logical, and immediately the wheat in the bowl is not fragrant."But you, still gave me a bowl of oatmeal, you can use it freely.""Forget it. Since you and I are friends, it's nothing to give you a bowl of food. Besides, our Ross Army gave up looting in the city. Isn't that enough?""It's not enough." Ragnar licked his face and urged anxiously: "The army needs to be nourished. The lords hope that you will join the final general attack, so that you can be fully confident. I can't convince them to attack today, so...""Haha. Urge me to provide food, and also urge me to attack? Maybe, you should give up the throne, and everything is under my command.""..." Ragnar was speechless, he put down the wooden bowl and stood up abruptly, then turned around and left."What?" The sitting Spuyote asked him sideways: "I haven't finished eating the wheat, so I'm leaving now?"Ragnar didn't look back, and threw a word: "I'm in a hurry, I have to see if our fishing boat has caught enough fish."Ragnar left, as he had come in a hurry.Medwait really felt that today's Speuter was too rude: "My friend, why bother?""Am I being ruthless?""Yes, no...he's a king after all.""Really?" Speuter shook his head: "Except for his own cronies, other Danish lords have their own thoughts. He has no ability to grasp the overall situation, in my opinion...""how?""It's better to let our great king be the king of Denmark."Medwait was instantly refreshed: "Is this possible?""Maybe. If the High King wants to be King of Denmark."After all, Spuyote is well-informed, and it is not as simple as paying tribute to him in Britain in recent years. He will take the opportunity to inquire about the situation in the local kingdoms, and understand the methods of those small countries to deal with international relations.kindness? lovely? forget it! No one will remember your favor, they will only surrender to the fist.After all, Spuyut had grabbed the most Danish ships in the past, but it was actually his current ally. If it weren't for the order of King Rurik, he would not be willing to cooperate with the so-called Royal Danish Army.While friendly to Ragnar himself, he was very cautious of the lords and their armies.Ragnar also showed no control over the lords, or his private army could not suppress other armies at all.All indications are that Ragnar cannot be a good king.But the war goes on...The lords of Zeeland were busy cleaning the battlefield. They piled up lumber by the sea and burned the bodies of their own people to ashes.Similarly, the Ross Army is also disposing of its own bodies.Different from the former, the "Human Valhalla" built by the Rus Kingdom in New Rose Fort exists as a cemetery for soldiers and outstanding people.The burned remains of the deceased were sorted out, and if there was a clear name, they were placed in a wooden box independently, and they were buried in the cemetery when they returned to the voyage.As for the corpse of the enemy, the easiest way to deal with it is to use the trench dug by the enemy, throw the corpse in and bury it...Because of the delay of these things and the subjective and deliberate dawdling of all parties, objectively the coalition forces launched a siege of the inner fort of Aleb.After Liudov rested, he regained his sobriety, and his energy was not as good as before.He understood the situation and was worried about the Normans launching a storm. His subordinates pointed out that a large number of people were armed and decided to fight the enemy to the death.Obviously, it is quiet now, and the siege battle has not broken out.And isn't this more terrifying?Thinking of this, Liudov, who had just woken up, had a splitting headache.He covered his head and hurriedly asked his cronies: "How many people do we have now? How much food and how much fresh water!?"The answer is heartbreaking.His henchman, a baron. It can last up to two days."You said... five or six thousand people came in. So many people supported for three days?!""No. It's the militants, plus some female fighters. We have 2,000 people, and 2,000 people support for three days.""This... is to trap us?" So Ludov passed out with anger.The situation is indeed very unfavorable for the defenders, and it is fair to say that Ragnar is not in a hurry to attack. Let the defenders who have driven themselves into a desperate situation let them fend for themselves. They are so hungry that they can't take weapons, and it's easy to attack at this moment.Spuyote had personally experienced this kind of siege battle, but unfortunately, Ragnar and many lords attacked the city for the first time.Liudov, who had regained consciousness for the second time, shuddered at the thought of his current situation. The inner fort was full of people. Although there were food and salted fish reserves, refugees without enough cooking utensils could only bite raw oats, and what was worse was the shortage of fresh water.He thought of sending cavalry out and ordering Horrick to the north to send reinforcements.But he stood at a high place and saw that the entire outer Guocheng was occupied by the enemy, and the inner fort was surrounded by circles, and he reluctantly gave up the illusion of asking for help.No one wants to sit still, but now there is no escape. Unless you desperately break through...Just breaking the siege also means giving up thousands of women and children to the Normans. Those pirates have done so indescribably, and if they abandon these people who believe in God themselves, even if they successfully escape, their souls will go to hell.The defenders had to continue to hold on, waiting for the unknown fate in the rapid internal friction.As for Eskil, he has been living an ascetic life with the small priests for decades. They can endure hunger very much. Although the monastery is now demolished, they pray collectively on the old site.Then people tired of hunger and thirst gathered here again, participating in a very simple Mass, and praying for a miracle to come.Of course, Liudov is more pragmatic.An open space high up on the hill was vacated, and immediately after the mass was done, the place was covered with wood. Some dry cow dung, and even human excrement, were thrown in, and the flames ignited in an instant, and thick smoke gradually shot up into the sky. These bizarre scenes attracted the offensive coalition forces under the hill to stop and watch, discussing whether the enemy was self-immolating.It was already evening, and Ragnar could not have imagined that the enemy was so stubborn, but then he thought about it, the enemy believed in the God of the Franks, wouldn't suicide be the greatest?Who wants to set themselves on fire?This is Ludoff's strategy. He hopes that the smoke will attract the distant Danish villages to see, especially the people in the control area of Horrick in the distance to see that there is something wrong with the Aleb fortress.Obviously, as a player in the game, Liudov has no idea that the current situation is sinister and corrupt.Because in this land, a cavalry is looking for prey.More than 20 brothers were injured or killed, and the Ross cavalry, who never thought that he might die suddenly, now has a deep hatred for the people on this battlefield.Fisk was the most annoyed, he ordered: "Encounter any enemy, even if it is a woman and kill it."This order is simply outrageous, because if a woman is caught, it can be taken back to be a wife. The Slavic warriors in the cavalry hope that a few more Danish Varyag women will be taken back to their hometown to show off.Fisk's orders need to be carried out, but Aleb Fort has absorbed the population of the nearby Danish villages.There are also some villages in the south. Their fishermen and cattle herders saw the war from a distance and hurried back to report the news. Many villages have already moved south collectively.These villages are collectively reluctant to convert to God, and it is ironic that only the kingdom of the Franks, who believe in God, will shelter the Danes and Saxons who decide to cross the border.News travels faster than people's legs. When someone brought the news to the artificial pass of the Schleswig Great Wall, that is, the city of Schleswig, a baron under the local Earl of Hamburg learned of the Great War in the North, and immediately Deliver the message to Hamburg.Therefore, the reinforcements Liudov hoped exist. Once the Count of Hamburg received the news, he would naturally organize the army to go north to support. But far away could not quench the near thirst, and Liudov did not have time to wait for reinforcements from Hamburg, whose strength was unknown.However, Fisk, who said that he was retaliating for robbery, was shocked that all he found was a village where people went to empty houses.The wheat field seemed to be abandoned, just as the war horses took the opportunity to eat the wheat seedlings.After a large circle, they had reached the west of the Isthmus of Lindholm. The warriors who tried to drink horses found that their mounts were disdainful of drinking water. When they drank it themselves, they realized that it was salty sea water.The sea water here comes from the Atlantic Ocean, and the salinity is much higher than that of the Baltic Sea, which can be clearly perceived in the taste.Fisk no longer hesitated and led the army to mount north."Let's go, brothers! Go to the north to slaughter Horrick's people! Follow my orders and kill without mercy!"They spent a wild night, and they also saw the thick smoke from the distant hills. The smoke was so conspicuous when the air was extremely clear that it was even turned orange in the setting sun.The smoke can be seen in extremely distant places, such as Horrick's army who cannot escape on horseback.But he said Horrick, he had suffered a big defeat and retreated to the village of Robard, and he would retreat south without turning back after finding a horse.Horlick needed Liudov's troops to support him, but his defeated troops dawdled along the road, for fear that he would be too shameless to go south as a lonely man, so he accommodated his army of the last five hundred or so men to dawdle southward.The defeated soldiers suffered a big defeat, and their weapons and equipment would not be thrown around, but they brought too little support.They still escaped fast, and Horrick knew very well that the direct reason for the lack of Rus's pursuers behind him was that the Rus people had the most brutal war against all northern tribes, including the Robard tribe.Those who were once war-weary were also forced to resist desperately for the sake of their territory and their people.Now, Horrick has even abandoned his clan, and his current situation is no different from being expelled.As the king of God Denmark, Horrick betrayed his people, at least not the faith of God.After all, he still has a way of retreat - retreating to Frank and working as a mercenary under Ludwig's account.After all, he is also a vassal of Ludwig.The priests who stayed in the north were sent to each other by him, and the army was still able to move south steadily at the beginning. Until seeing the thick smoke of the hills, the army's heart boiled!Everyone needs Horrick to provide a way out, and they all gather around their king."I won't give up on you! Maybe we can't count on Ludoff now! We might be able to detour south, follow the western coastline across the isthmus, and we'll be safe as long as we retreat into Frankish territory."He provided everyone with a seemingly safe retreat, and the people who had no gods and no masters also had the backbone. As for Ludov and his army, no one is willing to estimate now.Even the accompanying priest shouted that the teacher Esquil was still in the Aleb Fort monastery.The priest's mouth was stuffed with a piece of cloth, and Horrick sternly threatened: "The Russ have a second army. Letting us go to Aleb is killing ourselves, and that thick smoke is the best proof. Your teacher is dead, Ludov is also dead!"Horrick had already been frightened. When he saw Uncle Smoke, he acquiesced in the fall of the fortress, and also made up the second army of the Russ army with tens of thousands of people.He really estimated it well. He didn't take the initiative to look for the Ross Army to fight, and the Ross Cavalry came to him in person!Hundreds of people were lying on the green meadows in the wilderness. After they woke up, they dragged their tired bodies and continued south, looking to find the seaside to fish for fish, or to find the village to plunder some food.They exposed themselves, a large group of people in black tones stood out in the green meadows, while the iron armor of some people was strongly reflective.The Ross cavalry in blue and white shirts noticed them, and everyone suddenly realized that they had found a huge prey."Could it be reinforcements from the fortress enemy?" Some soldiers doubted.Fisk thinks it is very likely that although there are not many enemies in front of him, there may be more people behind.Because the Robard tribe in the north is a large tribe, they are the main body of the hostile forces. To this day, Fisk is still in awe of these people, and feels that the main force of the king needs some time to defeat them.Then, Horrick in the north is likely to have the ability to divide his troops to the south to support.Fisk regarded the enemy in front of him as reinforcements, killed them, and every cavalryman was only furious.The recurve bow was held high, and Fisk ordered: "Take out the bow! Shoot them all!"People held bows and shouted Ullah.After all, Fisk added: "Leave a few alive, we have some news, let's go now!"The cavalry was divided into two groups. The soldiers held bows and reins in their left hands, and three arrows in their right hands.At the same time, aware of the presence of the cavalry, Horlick instinctively thought it was the Frankish cavalry.Because, Ludov's Frankish cavalry uniform is blue and white.Horrick was overjoyed, and so were his subordinates. They didn't even defend, but cheered with their swords and shields held high. uukanshu. It's a pity that what greeted them was not a friendly greeting, but a throat-locking arrow.Horrick was taken aback. He had been spared thanks to the protection of the wooden shield, but the arrows had pierced through his shield, and he was suffocated by the killing intent."Damn it! These Franks are crazy! Ludov betrayed us! Defend!"Horrick's army, who was unsuspecting and was shot three times in a row, suddenly killed and wounded nearly 100 people.Everyone was amazed, until they saw a cavalry showing a particularly obvious flag."Ah? It's actually Rus? How can they have cavalry?!"Horrick shouted absurd, but the second round of mounted archery attacks had already begun. His subordinates were only qualified for passive defense, and gradually collapsed under the ruthless blow of arrows...Dear, click in and give a good review. The higher the score, the faster the update. It is said that those who give full marks to the new ones have finally found a beautiful wife!The new revision and upgrade address of the mobile station: https://, data and bookmarks are synchronized with the computer station, no ads and fresh reading!
