The people of Baisha Port do not want a decisive battle with the guys from the north, but if the enemy comes to attack, they will not hesitate to fight.
Three men wearing helmets and chainmail stood on the low earth wall, looking at the approaching army with mixed emotions.
"Sure enough, they are from Russia. What a heck." The leader Karl's forehead was full of veins, and his gray beard was also trembling due to trembling.
"Are you afraid?" When the leader Walmont asked, he was also worried in his heart.
"How can I be afraid of them? Now it's time to fight them!"
"But, it looks like they have more troops."
"Yes." Karl gritted his teeth, "There are many of them, so they may not be strong."
"You're right." Leader Ruraf, who was also very worried, knew that he no longer had the power to refuse to fight. "Brothers, only the three of our families can defeat these enemies by uniting. Damn it, who would have thought that they would
Attacked from behind."
"Had we known this, we should have strengthened the defense on the east side."
"Stop talking. Karl, rectify your people, and we will all go out to fight." After saying that, leader Ruraf took the lead in jumping off the earth wall.
Three leaders, three families, all men and women know that they have reached the moment of life and death.
They cannot hesitate, and they have no right to hesitate.
The three families support a group of private soldiers, and a large number of fishermen live together as a family. On the sea, they are fishermen and pirates. Baisha Port is everyone's home port and a place to store their belongings. People with the right rules can take small boats.
If you run away for your life, can you take away all the accumulated wealth in an instant?
A group of enemies came. They were very neatly dressed and marched in an impressive order.
However, the battle did not start. Who knows whether they are strong on the outside but weak on the inside?
The people of Baisha Port did not make a second plan. The leaders ordered to go to war. The nine hundred men who were always preparing for the invasion of the northerners took up arms at this moment. They drove the sheep back to the pen and distributed self-protection pills to the women.
The weapons left the low wall one after another.
A group of people wearing various clothes jumped down from the low earth wall with their colorfully painted shields. Some people were obviously wielding axes or swords. Their weapons and helmets reflected in the sunlight.
Obvious metallic color.
Rurik had already gotten off the reindeer cart, and his soldiers were also actively taking off the armor from the cart and putting it on quickly.
He squinted his eyes and put his hands on his eyebrows to block the glare of the sun.
Harozolson stood next to Rurik, pointing his sword forward rebelliously: "It looks like those guys are provoking. What do you think? Let the Mellarens test it out first."
Rurik was quiet for a moment, but saw more enemies coming forward: "I think we shouldn't be impulsive."
"Are you worried about them? As for that?"
"It's better to be cautious. Even if the Mellarens are just mercenaries, they still don't want to die fearlessly. They have other tasks."
"Your plan is..."
Rurik raised his head and looked up at Harozolson's beard: "Let all the warriors of the Second Flag of the Warriors put their armor on the ship and arrange the array. No attack is allowed without my order."
Having said that, he called Mechasta and Kehas from Covin and gave them the task of archery.
The main task of Rurik's elite mercenaries and the sailors who disembarked from the ship was to operate the ten-seat torque slingshot. Together with other archers, they must first give the enemy a long-range strike.
It is best if there is a major flaw in the enemy's line, so that hundreds of desperadoes like the Mellaren mercenaries can be sent to kill them.
The troops immediately began preparations, and from the perspective of the soldiers at White Sands Port, the invading Russians stopped.
No! The Russians only held on temporarily, and soon they continued to approach the earth wall at a slow pace and very neatly.
Isn't fighting just a larger-scale group fight?
The nervous men in Baisha Port ranged from teenage boys to fifty-year-old men. Their whole families went into battle, and there were even female warriors disguised as men. They put on helmets and armors, making it extremely difficult to distinguish their genders.
They spontaneously formed a shield wall. The shields of the first row of soldiers were stacked on top of each other. More than 900 people formed a dense long formation about 150 meters wide, intending to fight the enemy while waiting for work.
There were still some people standing on the earth wall, a group of boys, and a few bow-wielders. The children had developed good sling skills while shepherding sheep, and the bow-wielders were good at hunting birds with oak short bows.
This is the "long-range force" of the Baisha Port soldiers, and the role of their existence is nothing short of child's play.
The Ross army has reorganized its forces and is advancing steadily on the white sandy beach with sparse grass. Wormwood and thatch are just boring obstacles. Rurik is still standing at the front of the team. Behind him are a group of blue and white people.
Elite Rus warriors.
The flag of the regiment held high by the flag bearer is to announce to the enemy that one is a Russian.
The white sails are sewn or printed with crossed blue stripes. Only the Rus can do this. Other tribes or families will use more complex patterns to describe themselves. In this regard, the pictures of the Rus are really simple. Simplicity also has its own advantages.
In this way, even the simplest person can instantly identify a Russian.
The uniformed Russian army is like a moving glacier, and the army is unstoppable!
The people of Baisha Port were quite confident at first, but as the distance between the two armies gradually came closer, that confidence was quickly fading. They began to think of the horror of being robbed by Russian ships while fishing at sea.
Maybe a showdown isn't such a good idea!
The three leaders, Karl, Walmont and Roulaf, all retreated in their hearts, because no one was the first to threaten to escape because of their honor. At least the chance of escape existed, although everyone's ships had been in conflict in the past two or three years.
A lot of losses were suffered, and the remaining ships were enough for the nobles to flee in an emergency.
The distance between the two sides got closer and closer, until Rurik felt that it was almost 200 meters.
He hurriedly ordered: "Archers, slingshots! Get to the front of the formation! The Malaren people, divide into two parts, stand on both sides of the Ross flag force!"
Soon, a group of shooting troops stood up in front of Rurik. The soldiers behind him also visually inspected the enemy's formation. They also arranged a denser formation nearly 150 meters wide. Only the strength here
There are as many as 1,200 people!
Elite mercenaries hold steel-arm crossbows, sailors disembarking are responsible for pushing two-wheeled carts equipped with torsion slingshots (all are pulled by reindeer carts during transportation), and Corvin warriors hold longbows and wooden crossbows, bow arrows and projectiles.
Everything is ready.
How to judge the distance of the enemy?
Rurik stretched out his right hand, pointed his thumb at the enemy array, and estimated the appropriate distance.
He was walking slowly, his warriors were on high alert, and the large team maintained basic order until the archer troops came into attack range.
"Stop now!"
The Ross army gradually stopped, and the people who passed by also returned to the team, intending to fight with the enemy.
Rurik had no other thoughts. He simply walked into his shooting unit and personally ordered: "Lock the bow! Release the arrow!"
Boys like Kanuf and Fisk raised their steel-arm crossbows at a large angle, and the circlips were stuck with ordinary bow arrows. This was not in line with the shooting of the weapons. Since actual combat has proven
The short steel-arm crossbow can forcefully shoot long and light arrows, so just shoot it. Anyway, the spiral feather design of the arrow has a strong ability to correct deflection.
In the first round of volley, nearly two hundred arrows rushed towards the formation of Baisha Port soldiers with a whirring sound caused by swirling feathers.
There are a lot of strange things approaching! It's a blow from the sky!
Gravity gives arrows great power. Although their damage to armored men is limited, most of the soldiers in Baisha Port only wear cloth clothes, or wear an extra layer of cowhide or sheepskin.
Many people were hit by arrows, and they immediately fell down and wailed in pain. Some people were shot through the neck on the spot, and their blood vessels were cut by intentionally made broad-bladed arrow clusters, and they died quickly with painful gurgling sounds.
The shocked people began to raise their shields of different sizes, and then the Russians struck a new and more deadly blow.
Rurik's right hand suddenly fell, and ten torque slingshots were launched at the same time!
The war has reached this point and there is nothing left to hide. The army does not engage in naval battles, but plans to seize land rights and seize the enemy's ports. So the cone-headed cast-iron bullets specially designed for destroying ships now have the task of drilling through them.
Enemy's shield and body.
The projectile body had tilted dents when it was cast, and the ten projectiles rotated in a relatively flat parabola to hit the enemy about 130 meters away.
This distance may be said to be very close, but it may be said to be far away. Any long-range weapons used by the residents of Baisha Port will be powerless at this distance.
The projectile smashed through the shield, causing sawdust to fly across the front row of soldiers, and the projectile penetrated deeply into the body of the soldier, and the one who was hit immediately fell to the ground and died.
Someone was also hit in the head. The head, which was protected by iron sheets and mail armor, was now directly embedded in the iron block, and he died on the spot.
The soldiers of Baisha Port suffered a sudden blow, and as many as fifty of them immediately lost the ability to fight. Although some others were slightly injured, they were no longer strong enough to continue fighting.
Their minds went blank, and the three leaders were shocked. Just when this group of people were confused, the second round of attacks from the Russians came again!
The Kovin Longbowmen are already veterans on the battlefield, and Mechasta just wants to show other Kovin people that although his Iron Squirrel tribe is small in number, each of its warriors is a powerful elite.
Thirty longbows shoot arrows at intervals of about ten seconds, and the crossbows are much slower. As for the torque slingshots, they have become free fire.
The Russians' long-range firepower is no longer a wave attack, but seems to be a chaotic style of play.
Rurik didn't want to say anything. He was happy to see his army unleashing non-stop firepower.
A large number of arrows fell from the sky, and cast-iron projectiles easily harvested lives. The former can be resisted with a shield (light arrows have poor penetration), while for the latter, it seems that the best defense is the body of a comrade.
The attack by the Russian army continued, and the longbowmen had to frequently pull high-pound longbows, and the pain in their arms gradually became apparent.
The crossbow was still powerful, but the arms of the warriors who stepped on the string quickly lost their absolute strength and had to take turns to use the winch to string it.
The only efficient one is the torsion slingshot. Since the launch angle is fixed, only two people need to keep turning the wooden winch. When the saw is suitable, the third person can load the projectile and then pull out the fixed latch to launch it.
"You...are gradually running out of energy? This can't be done!"
Rurik carefully prepared some more arrows for this battle, but at worst he would be hit clean by all the arrows. Obviously his men lacked the physical strength in this regard.
The archers have fired as many as 4,000 arrows and more than a hundred cast-iron bullets. Among them, the longbowmen's performance was extremely crazy, at the cost of showing their exhaustion.
But the enemy, they didn't collapse?!
Rurik looked not far away and murmured: "You are indeed a strong enemy, how can you be so disciplined? Fortunately, I didn't let the Melalen people rush wildly. Are you okay now? You should be unable to hold on any longer!
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So, what is the situation of the soldiers in Baisha Port?
This "big army" of 900 people has suffered as many as 400 casualties! Among them, 200 people have been killed or seriously injured. The remaining injured endured the pain of their wounds and gritted their teeth and continued to persevere.
Karl, one of the three leaders, was on the front line, but his neck was broken by a Russian cast-iron bullet not long after the battle started! Even though he protected his face with a shield, the strong impact still broke his neck.
Its cervical vertebrae.
Although the other leader, Ruraf, was protected by warriors, several long cone-shaped swords designed to withstand chain mail pierced his torso. At first, he could still stand strong, but the internal organs were bleeding and he continued to be tortured. Finally, he was
defeated this warrior.
The only leader, Walmont, was left. He had no time to howl in grief and anger, and no time to be afraid. He held his shield and held firm with his warriors.
It can be said that this group of people are just fighting a stupid war and are just being beaten here. They are not stupid, they are just facing unprecedented fighting methods and witnessing incredible casualties. Their morale continues to decrease and seems to be on the verge of collapse. As for why the army did not
They were running away, not only because many people were so frightened that they forgot to escape, but also because many people, whose warrior beliefs drove their strong bodies, could not escape under the sun or under the gaze of God. If you want to die, then die.
On the war zone!
Maybe if we keep shooting, all the enemies in Baisha Port will be shot alive.
The elite Rus warriors simply became spectators, and this battle seemed to be a gorgeous show for the defeated enemy, the Covins, who were servants of the Duke.
Harold Zosen was very pleased that his son Knuf, at least, was not merciful at all when it came to archery against the enemy.
It seems that there is little point in continuing to shoot arrows.
"That's it! Archer! Rest! Slingshot! Rest!"
Rurik shouted as simple words as possible to restrain his men's offensive.
In this way, like the Baisha Port soldiers who were constantly hit by deadly hail, they could finally come to their senses and look at their battered front line and witness the tragic situation of their brothers around them. Their bloodshot eyes almost exploded.
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In the chaos, Walmont didn't know that his two old friends were dead. He called out the corresponding names and received terrible news from the soldiers of the neighboring families.
escape!
This thought stimulated Walmont's mind. Look at this messy front line. As long as the Russians continue to shoot arrows, everyone standing here will be a living target. It won't be until the evening that everyone will be dead!
The Russians don't shoot arrows now, it must be because they are a little tired, and when they get some rest, it won't be...
Then lead the remaining mercenaries to rush in and fight?
Maybe this is the only way! At least now is a rare window period.
Walmont held his iron sword in his hand and called with all his strength: "Brothers! Their arrows are gone! Follow me and charge! Even if you die in battle, you will die as a warrior! Let us go to Valhalla and continue fighting in Ragnarok.
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He roared loudly and heart-breakingly, but there were only a few followers.
Everyone was frightened by the arrow strikes they had never seen before, as if they were birds about to be shot. They were so powerless and their death was meaningless.
Walmont walked more than ten steps. He was ready to die in battle, but his men were stunned.
He stomped his feet in grief and anger: "You! You idiots...are you really a slave?! Where are my soldiers? I gave you money and food, but you are in a daze?!"
He continued to yell and curse, hoping that more people would follow him and die like a warrior.
Rurik had obviously seen the opponent's stunned formation making positive movements, so he stepped up his orders to Herriger: "You people from Mälaren must not linger! They are going to attack! Now rush over!"
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Herriger is not young anymore. He has now obtained the authorization from the Russians to plunder. Even though he is a mercenary, he can rush over to kill, capture slaves, cattle and sheep, and hand them over to the leader of the Russians for money.
.As for the general property stolen, especially clothes, iron weapons, etc., they belong to you.
The Mellaren people on both wings were all wearing simple brown linen clothes. The overall roughness of the clothes was really not good clothing.
However, everyone was almost in a state of abject poverty before they joined the Russian army. They expected to be rich and wealthy instantly during this battle, with decent outfits and reliable tools and weapons.
These Melalen mercenaries, who were considered inferior by Olegin, are now showing courage that cannot be underestimated.
Nearly six hundred men in khaki-colored clothes held their shields and weapons high. They didn't talk about any battle formations, and they were like a group of wild beasts charging towards the enemy's formation.
At this point, the Baisha Port military formation was in a daze, and the surviving soldiers finally began to collapse. It seemed that the remaining battle was meaningless, and the headless flight quietly began...