The stone wall is only three meters high. Without interference from others, the Russians can climb up like monkeys by grabbing the protrusions of the stones.
After all, Oxen built the stone wall, and for the sake of structural stability, even if it didn't know any "basic knowledge of engineering mechanics", it also knew that the cross-section of the stone wall must be a trapezoid.
Otherwise, it will not be attacked by possible enemies, and the stone wall will collapse on its own due to the wind and rain.
Only a trapezoidal wall can keep the wall standing for a long time in this era when the Viking tribes did not know what concrete was.
Precisely because it is trapezoidal and has a particularly rough surface, the Russians had the opportunity to climb up without relying on a huge ladder.
Of course the defenders would not give the attackers a chance.
The Russians were basically unprepared when climbing the wall. They were generally very young. This was the first time they participated in a real battle in their lives. They had no experience in siege warfare. Only some climbed to the roof of their house to clear the snow.
Experience. They did have climbing skills. As a result, the best climbers were also the first ones to be stabbed to death by the defenders with spears.
Seeing that they were defeated after climbing the wall, the Russian war leader Harozolson who was commanding under the stone wall was furious. He immediately ordered: "Arik! Lead your men to attack their wooden door! Break it open! Rush in! Kill all the enemies!"
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"Okay! If you are not afraid of death, come with me!" Arik shouted, raising his steel sword high, and led more than 20 strong men to give up climbing the wall, which was obviously not an advantage, and they began to attack the wooden door.
The muscular man Ross slammed into the wooden door like a bull. Although the wooden door shook, it was still very stable.
At this moment, a clear roar in Norse was clearly heard from behind the wooden door.
"Brothers! Hold on! We can't let these pirates break down the door!"
"Bring another piece of wood to hold the door up!"
The guards guarding the city have all learned that if they persist, the families in the north will definitely send troops for reinforcements. As long as they persist until the reinforcements arrive, they will each receive a huge sum of forty gold coins for defending the castle!
The guards used thick wooden poles as door latches, and brought five additional thick wooden poles to press against the ground, with the other head holding the wooden door.
No matter how strong the Russian people are, how can they break open such a reinforced wooden door with the strength of just a few people? It's amazing.
However, the Russians are not simply single-minded.
Arik raised his sword and ordered: "Smash it with an axe! We will completely destroy the wooden door!"
The two strong men bared their arms, their thick chest hair soaked with sweat.
They have become berserkers in the true sense. This time they manipulated two huge long-handled classic Nordic forest axes, trying to chop down the wooden doors blocking the road with the attitude of felling towering trees.
After just five chops, two big holes appeared in the wooden door.
The combatants on both sides can already see each other through the big holes.
The strong man holding an ax looked through the big hole and saw people wearing chainmail and metal helmets behind him, and couldn't help but feel nervous.
Suddenly, multiple spears poked out of the big hole, and the spearheads directly pierced the muscular man's body. The two men holding the axes stared angrily, then spurted two mouthfuls of blood, and were stabbed to the ground.
This was the first time Arik participated in a real battle. He had never seen such a scene before, and he subconsciously retreated. The same goes for everyone else!
Now it seems that if you approach the wooden door rashly and hope to continue cutting the wood into pieces, you will probably be stabbed to death by the enemy first! It is definitely different from the battle just now. The enemies in the castle are just like you, they are all warriors who dare to fight and kill!
It's not that Arik is a coward, he just doesn't want his brother to die needlessly in battle.
He retreated, causing more people to retreat.
Everyone realized that the army needed to rest and think of a good way to attack.
Many people looked back at the city wall and noticed the dead brothers at the base of the wall. They also saw a large amount of thick smoke rising from the city wall against the background of the deep blue sky at dawn. Everyone was happy to understand that those brothers who continued to shoot arrows had already died.
Some houses in the castle were set on fire.
Even Haro Zuosen understood that as long as the chaos continued and the Russians took a short rest, they should be able to successfully rush in with the next attack, kill the enemy, and get all the money.
The Russians retreated slightly, but the archers continued to fire rockets.
And these hunters who shoot arrows will not stop until their reserves of rosin are used up.
Just when the attack was launched, a flaming arrow hit the retreating Oxen in the back.
The mink coat that he had spent a lot of money to customize was immediately stuck to the burning sticky rosin, and the clothes quickly started to catch fire.
"Ah! Help!" Oxen jumped and begged for help, but when he did so, the fire only burned more intensely.
His men hurriedly cut his belt with knives and took off the burning coat.
Now, Oxen could only watch with sadness as his baby turned into a section of flame, and witnessed a large number of flaming arrows falling from the sky. A strong sense of fear acted on his heart, and he wore only a fine linen lining, no matter outdoors.
In the cold, he staggered towards the stone room.
"Damn! My coat costs twenty gold coins! Damn the pirates, I'm going to kill you."
His words made the guard guard dissatisfied: "Sir, you should be glad that the arrow was a bone arrow. If it had been an iron arrow, you might have died."
"Ah?" Oxon, who had already hid in the stone room, couldn't help being shocked. He gasped and suddenly felt the pain in his back: "Quick! See if my back is bleeding?"
"My lord, your clothes are not even damaged."
"Then why does it hurt so much?" Oxen gritted his teeth and held back for the time being. He looked around with his eyes wide open and saw that rockets had fallen on many houses, and the flames had already started.
In times of crisis, it is impossible for all houses to extinguish fires in time. Oxen is grateful that his most important house is made of stone structure for greater safety. The design is firstly for sturdiness, and secondly for fire protection.
He hurriedly ordered the four guards around him: "Take my family to the big stone room! Go quickly! We have to hide. Then you go to fight, repel the pirates, and put out the fire."
The so-called big stone chamber is actually the material where Oxon houses all its wealth.
At this moment, he could no longer care about his image, so he stumbled to the big stone room to hide, lit the oil lamp on the wall, and comforted his two wives and concubines who were frightened and crying, and his two trembling daughters.
The light of the oil lamp illuminated more than a dozen large suitcases in the stone chamber, and the cases were filled with gold and silver!
The four personal guards did not have the right to enter this room on weekdays. Now that they had entered, they thought that the suitcase, which required two strong men to lift together, was full of gold and silver. Their evil intentions sprouted on the spot.
Finally, the guards' reason prevailed. Like door gods, the four of them followed the financial owner's instructions and immediately walked out of the room, standing at the wooden door holding swords and shields to protect them.
What is the fighting situation outside? Oxon's plump body sat on his money box. His two wives and concubines only knew that the castle was under a terrible attack. Once it fell, everyone's lives would be in danger.
"Don't be afraid! My people will kill the pirates." Oxen tried his best to comfort his wife and concubines, and also to persuade himself to settle down.
Suddenly, the wooden door that was locked on the back was knocked hard.
Oxen subconsciously held the hilt of his dagger and shouted: "Who is it?!"
"Sir! Good news, the pirates have retreated."
That was the guard's voice.
"Ah? Really?!"
He stood up suddenly, his belly trembling with fat, and hurriedly opened the door.
The guard's face was full of joy. Oxen subconsciously thought that the pirates realized that they could not attack, so he withdrew angrily. "Okay! You did a good job, I will give you gold soon."
When he heard about gold, the guard's smile became wild.
"Let's go, I want to see the pirates escape."
Now Oxon really thought that all the pirates had escaped. He suddenly became confident again and walked out of the big stone room arrogantly. What he saw was still an extremely miserable scene. What's even more ridiculous was how could there be flaming arrows coming from outside the wall?
Sporadic ejaculation?
And on the steps at the top of the wall, why are there still people half-crouching, looking defensive?!
"What's going on? Didn't the pirates escape?"
"No! Sir, the pirates did not escape, they just retreated." The guard explained.
"Damn, let me be happy for nothing." Oxen stamped his feet and pointed at several burning houses: "Quickly put out the fire."
"But my lord, we have run out of water."
"No water? Since the pirates have retreated, you can open the door and get water from the well in the village. It should be okay."
Hearing this, the guard really felt that the arrow hit not the back of the donor, but his head.
The guards were unmoved by this nonsense. Soon, Ockenstein, who was covered in sweat, hurriedly ran over: "Sir, why did you come out!? Go into the stone room and hide."
"Okenstein, why don't you put out the fire?! Forget it." Oxon stamped his feet, "I want to go to the wall. I want to see where the pirates have gone. Why are they still shooting arrows?"
"Sir, the wall is dangerous."
"Bah! You mean I should be a coward?" It was unbelievable to hear the words coming from Oxon's mouth. Okenstein always felt that the funder was a coward. Since he wanted to show off, he should be put on the wall.
At this moment, Oxon had a glimmer of hope. He climbed up to the wall with his copper-reinforced helmet and exposed his eyes to see where those nasty pirates had retreated? They were not far away at all, as if they were waiting for dawn.
Launch another attack.
The pirates were still a large, dark mass, and a sense of fear instantly dissipated Oxon's courage, and he almost fell to the ground.
"Quick! Help me back. Ockenstein, you must resist these damn pirates, or we will all die."
"Then you go back quickly and keep an eye on the gold. If you fight off the pirates, remember your promise!" Ockenstein said fiercely.
After that, Okenstein looked at the enemies who were refusing to leave a few more times, then sat down and took a deep breath.
All the Russians want to capture this castle. Now the sky is blue and the sun will rise soon.
After daybreak, there is enough light to be more suitable for siege.
It has to be said that the stone wall built by the Gotlanders is really a tricky defensive method. This is the first time the Russians have encountered a siege in the true sense, and they must come up with a reasonable countermeasure.
After a melee, the surviving warriors were already tired. They all gathered more than a hundred meters away from the stone wall, sitting on the ground and gnawing on the dry food they had brought with them.
There were also some people who were ordered by Harold Johnson to guard the prisoners captured from the fishing village.
The fire was blazing into the sky behind him, and the air was scorching hot.
Harozov, who was chewing dried fish, faced the stone wall and couldn't think of a good idea for a while.
He called Aric to his side who had withdrawn: "Child, this damn wall, we must break it. We must move fast, otherwise we will not have time to retreat."
"You want me to think of a way?!"
"I am stupid and you are a young man. Do you have any idea?" Harozov asked.
"A way? There is one, we need to build a siege weapon!
"Siege weapons? Ladders? Or what?" Harold Johnson asked eagerly.
Arik suddenly slapped his chest: "Everything depends on my methods. I led people to chop down a big tree, and we held it and knocked open the wooden door. Then you took the other brothers and rushed in after us. You
What do you think?!"
Harozov, who had just touched it, was overjoyed: "Then go quickly."
Arik did what he said. He immediately summoned twenty brothers of the same age and ran to the woods near the village to start action.
Although this was his first siege, Arik had already thought of a way to make a surprise attack and create a "battery ram" to break open the wooden door.
In the failed siege, more than ten brothers died under the stone wall. With strong anger, the warrior with an ax smashed down a large pine tree, which fell to the ground with a rumble.
The Russians were doing some simple processing with axes. Twenty people worked together to lift the tree trunk, which was nearly half a meter in diameter and nearly five meters in length, and roared into the resting crowd.
Everyone was startled by the sudden appearance of a tree trunk.
Regardless of the soreness in his arms, Arik held up the shining steel sword that had killed many enemies, and called on his men: "Brothers! Let's use this tree to break open the damn door. Then you can follow us and rush in, kill them
Kill them all. The gold is ours! All of you can have steel swords!"
In fact, as long as Arik holds his sword high, the sword itself is a strong spiritual inspiration.
Those holding iron swords have now replaced them with captured battle axes or their own spare axes.
Why? Actual combat has proven that ordinary iron swords will bend after being used for a while, and the blades will generally have chips. Such swords will basically lose their usefulness without repair.
Look at Aric's steel sword, it's still as perfect as ever. The only price to get it is to pay a huge sum of money! A huge sum of sixty silver coins!
For any young warrior, it takes many years of hard work to save a huge amount of money. Now as long as you take the final risk, your goal will be achieved!
Everyone was stirred up by this incitement, and the Russians began to shout wildly, their roars shaking the sky.
This roar also told the defenders that a new attack had begun.
The Russians took the time to eat dried fish, drink the water they brought with them, and some even nibbled on the confiscated rusks.
They captured as many as 70 prisoners in the fishing village, and the prisoners were all women. This is not surprising, the Russians were completely irrational during the melee, and when they calmed down a little, they began to arrest people specifically. As a result, they acted
Soon, a decisive battle began with the Schickenberg men who fought back.
Those captured were the wives and daughters of those men. Now, the corpses of more than a hundred Skenberg men were lying on the battlefield, as well as a large number of shields and battle axes.
The injured Russians were carried to the rear, along with the bodies of more than twenty of their own people.
The sky finally brightened, and Arik felt that his physical strength had recovered well. He looked at the sun that was about to break through the horizon in the east, stood up proudly, holding the steel sword high: "Brothers, the final battle has arrived. Let's go!"
Four hundred Russian warriors rallied.
Arik led the way, behind him were ten selected warriors holding long-handled giant axes, and behind him was the huge pine wood that twenty people worked together to carry.
More heat gathered into a dark mass, following closely behind the man carrying the pine wood.
Looking at this formation, it's obvious what they want to do.