The waterway narrows to only three kilometers, which is the narrowest throat of the Oresund Strait and the most natural sea pass.
Rurik, who was standing at the bow of the ship and preparing to fight, had already seen the wooden walls and towers on the shore, and the floating ships on the sea were particularly eye-catching.
Rurik put on his helmet. As the commander of his brothers, he consciously stood at the bow of the ship to welcome the fiercest impact that was about to come.
It stands to reason that with the Aurora's super maneuverability and amazing turning ability, there is no need to engage in a knight's duel-style battle with the rowing longships in front of it.
Fighting directly in the hinterland of the Danish-controlled area and defeating their intercepting forces in a high-profile manner was also within Rurik's plan.
He originally thought that he would be interrogated by the local patrol force, so he took the initiative to kill the enemy and caught them off guard.
Now that the situation has become serious, it suits his purpose even more.
The bull trebuchets placed on the deck were the first to attack, but the Aurora running wildly on the waves allowed them a chance to shoot.
A stone as big as a fist was smashed over, hitting the center of the Danish interceptor ship group.
Eight stones created an astonishing splash of water near the oarsmen, but only two caused casualties.
One oarsman was directly killed!
Although the stone could only kill one person, the sudden death brought unprecedented terror to the other rowing brothers.
Harlick, who was intercepting the attack, never imagined that his troops would be the first to suffer casualties in this way.
Unfortunately, what happened next went beyond the imagination of all Danish interceptors.
"Ah! This is a... big ship. Ah!"
In extreme panic, Hallick took off his iron helmet and jumped into the sea. As he sank into the water, he felt that his back was violently hit by a huge object. He endured the heartbreaking pain and the cold seawater, just under the water.
He struggled to take off his clothes, which were as heavy as iron after absorbing water. Finally, like a fat elephant seal, he got out of his wet head, grabbed some broken boards and stared at the strange ship that had just crushed it away with bared teeth.
The severe pain in my back can be endured, but the grief and anger in my heart cannot be endured!
"Damn it! Damn it! Who are you? Don't leave! Come back!"
It seemed that the terrifying ship heard his curse, and actually turned its bow and rushed towards the man who fell into the water...
The perspective is on the Aurora, what exactly happened just now?
A large number of enemy ships, a large number of enemies, their horrified faces are clearly visible.
Rurik grasped the wooden railing tightly and screamed at the top of his lungs: "Welcome the collision! Everyone, hold on tight!"
Everything was just like the tactics that had happened on the entire route. The Avora was just like the so-called one-shot attack. It used the usual collision tactics to rush directly with the help of powerful movement potential. What was even more amazing was that the interception force had to form a
With a dense fleet of ships, the Avora can exert its strongest tactical ability.
In the violent impact, Rurik almost fell off the forecastle deck.
The Avora once again rode on the body of a long interceptor ship, crushing all its opponents like a stone mill. Not only was its momentum still strong, it knocked down the sides of the two subsequent interceptor ships one after another.
In a gorgeous "heavy cavalry attack", three interception longships sank instantly, including the command ship of the entire interception force.
The soldiers on the Avrora waited until the ship stabilized slightly from the impact, then released arrows from the deck, aiming at the blank-minded enemy behind with precise strikes. Until the Danish oarsmen saw that their companions were
After being shot through the neck and chest, they all put down their oars and picked up the shields hanging on the sides to try to stop him.
The command ship sank?! Some people discovered this, but more people didn't care at all.
Rurik didn't want to hastily end this duel that was destined to win. Since he wanted to create an atmosphere of terror, let's expand the results!
"Pull the rope! Let's turn back!"
The sailors had to order, and their bodies as flexible as monkeys moved quickly on the deck. In the poop, a simple bronze gear system operated quickly, and the rudder at the stern quickly locked at an angle. In addition, the huge mainmast triangular sail was adjusted to receive the wind.
direction, the double operation caused the Aurora to tilt the hull directly to an astonishing 17° to the left. It was performing a short-distance turn in an extreme way. Such a crazy move shocked all enemies.
Harik, who fell into the water, could not use his own knowledge to explain what he saw. The big ship was turning around at the risk of capsizing! However, the big ship quickly regained its stability and charged towards the intercepting troops who were already in a state of chaos.
A new round of collision did not occur. The interceptor learned from every experience and knew that any collision with the monster would cause the ship to be destroyed and people to die.
They began to try to counterattack. They first took off their armor and leather clothes, and used short wooden bows to shoot arrows at the enemy ships.
Rurik hurriedly knelt down, revealing his iron-helmeted head and a pair of eyes.
"You finally started to fight back, and your methods are nothing new."
The opponent's arrows were weak, and the so-called counterattack had only symbolic meaning. Rurik's heart was beating wildly, and he saw that his men were counterattacking frantically, and the torque slingshots and crossbows were performing condescending attacks.
The two sides of the Avrora were carrying out fire strikes. After the torsion slingshot pellets sank a ship and the arrows killed an uncountable number of enemies, she circled the formation of the intercepting troops that had become loose due to chaos.
Completed the second round of competition.
Rurik was still not satisfied with such a victory. He raised his sword high and screamed: "Keep fighting! Turn around and keep fighting!"
The people who killed Red Eye were all eager to continue fighting. Rurik responded to this momentum, and the Aurora began its third round of strikes.
At this moment, Halik, whose back was red, had been fished out of the boat by his men.
He wanted to say something, but out of the corner of his eye he saw the big ship turning in a short distance.
The inner panic dominated his head. Regardless of the pain and cold, he ordered his equally frightened subordinates with a trembling mouth: "Run away!"
"Sir! The other brothers..." someone asked subconsciously.
"Idiot, don't worry about other people. Let's run away! If we don't leave, we'll all die!"
It was indeed shameful to escape, but in the face of this desperate battle, the Danish interceptors lost all faith, and only the desire to survive was left in their hearts.
What results did Rurik's third attack achieve?
The enemy's interception fleet collapsed completely, and the surviving ships fled in all directions.
"They have all escaped. Do we want to continue the pursuit?" Biyongni put down his crossbow and asked loudly, stretching out his big hand.
Rurik raised his head and looked, indeed many enemy ships were fleeing towards the wooden wall fortress on the shore.
"No more pursuit. We are not yet capable of attacking their fortress. Let us leave. The enemy already knows how powerful we are."
The thrilling battle ended with Rurik's victory again. There was a generational difference in the fighting methods of the two sides, and Rurik won the victory naturally.
The Avlora is only in its second year since it was launched. She is already a victory for the Russians at sea. During this voyage, new small scars have been added to her hard oak hull, just like the scars of a brave warrior.
, these scars all prove her strength.
After the simple killing, the people on the ship breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone found that the sea area had become wider, and many people thought that the ship had entered the legendary "Sea at the End of the World in the West."
Rurik criticized those who showed signs of slacking off: "Don't be complacent! We are still within the Danish control area! We have not even passed the northernmost tip of Jutland, not even Oslo!"
However, the concept of "Jutland" is unfamiliar to everyone.
Even Rurik was unfamiliar with "Jylland". Its original meaning was actually the local name for the cloth woven from linden fiber hundreds of years ago. People needed the fiber of European linden to make linen, but times have changed and "valley farmers"
The Danes took over this little world, and the weaving of linden fiber gave way to the better weaving of flax.
Because the Danes have completely become the masters of this area in the past three hundred years.
All the Angles, whose clan name was Fishhook, immigrated to Britain, and the Saxons, whose clan name was Dagger, also withdrew from the Jutland Peninsula. The Danes, who were good at farming, naturally occupied these vacant areas, and today
He also became a little overlord in the region.
But Rurik, the leader of the northern rowing tribe Rus, was provoking wildly under the eyes of the Danes. However, the wise Rurik revealed the fact that he was a member of the "Svealan Alliance", and the so-called anger of the Danes
, in the end, most of it will still fall on the heads of the Melalen people. As for the benefits gained from provocation, they will naturally be swallowed up by the Russians.
The Avora entered the Kattegat Strait, which is densely covered with reefs and there are not many waterways that can allow deep-draft ships. However, even if the Avora is fully loaded with displacement, her draft is less than two meters.
Under the current situation, no ships need to worry about the so-called reefs here. Only when the ships of various forces operating in this area become large merchant ships carrying a thousand tons, will the risk of running aground on the rocks be considered.
The consumption of supplies on the Avrora was normal. Considering the risks in the sea, Rurik remained vigilant and aggressive.
There was still a large amount of ammunition stored on the ship, and the bronze head on the bulbous bow of the ship was still strong. These weapons guaranteed Rurik's belief in victory, and he soon started a new attack.
The fishermen of the Robard tribe never imagined that they would be attacked by a large boat that suddenly appeared while fishing for herring in the sea as usual.
It was not until the attack occurred that the fishermen who witnessed the tragedy returned to their port and reported the incident to their tribesmen.
Things were brewing, because many people watched helplessly as the large ship with the strange triangular sail quickly ran towards the western waters after launching the attack.
What was happening in front of him immediately stimulated Hafgen's nerves.
The Danish leader was furious! He ordered his men to immediately launch a pursuit. However, the big ship ran too fast. No matter how crazy the oarsmen were, no one could catch up.
After the fierce battle in the Oresund Strait, the Avrora continued to advance at high speed. On this day, Rurik sank five more small fishing boats that were actually members of the Robard tribe. The atmosphere of terror quickly broke out, and the entire strait
The fishing boats dispersed in a short period of time.
When evening came, Rurik was surprised to find that an extremely wide waterway appeared in the southwest.
The big ship fought while moving, and successfully passed the northernmost tip of the Jutland Peninsula in just one day! The Avora was facing the sunset and sailing in the Skagerrak Strait.
Just as night was about to fall, Rurik saw the land in the north. After dark, the ship could continue sailing or anchor on the spot. Considering that this sea area was unfamiliar to everyone, he insisted on reaching the northern coastline and anchoring for repairs.
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With a 30-meter keel, the Avora was considered a large ship in this era, and its long voyage fully proved her seaworthiness in ordinary sea conditions.
The night hid her phantom, and it was another thrilling day. The people who settled down savored the past day, and all felt that the so-called tough Danes were nothing more than that.
After all, Biyoni has the qualifications and ability to be promoted to the leader of Balmok. He does not agree with his friends' contempt for the Danes. The reason why the victory is so easy is not because this big ship has all the advantages? She is like a floating ship on the sea.
The fortress is not only indestructible, but also can travel much faster than a rowing boat.
It was also this experience that gave Biyongni a new understanding of sailboats.
Rowing boats? Are they still necessary? The future era must be the era of sailing ships!
The deck became cold, but under the starlight and moonlight, the outlines of each other could barely be seen clearly, while the cabin full of cargo was completely dark.
Everyone was wrapped in blankets and chatting and laughing about the day's battle.
Biyoni did not hesitate to get close to Rurik, and after a few polite words, he couldn't help but worry about the future voyage.
"Rurik, have we escaped from the Danish territory?"
"Yes. I think we are almost reaching the Bergen-controlled area."
"It's so amazing. It's my first time to enter Bergen from the south. As long as I get to Bergen and follow the coastline, I can reach my hometown in fifteen days."
Fifteen days?! There are still fifteen days left?!
Rurik shivered and stood up, "Brother, are you telling the truth? Is there such a long voyage?"
Biyongni nodded under the night: "I have been to Bergen many times, especially when the local leader asked us Balmoks to join their alliance. I accompanied my father Qian Qian, and I know the route very clearly."
"Really? That's great." Rurik sat down slowly again, quickly wrapped himself in the leather blanket, and asked softly: "You were riding an ordinary longship at that time, right?"
"Indeed, we have to paddle all day long, and when night falls, we will rest on the shore. You Russians are famous for their oars, so you must be very aware of the hard work of paddling."
This Rurik completely agreed, and he also estimated the distance that the Ross longship could usually travel every day by simply paddling. Pure human power naturally has a greater endurance than a windless sailboat, not to mention the sails of the Avrola.
For astonishing.
Rurik closed his eyes and thought for a while: "It takes fifteen days to paddle. Maybe the Avro can complete that journey in only half the time."
As he spoke, Rurik simply pinched his fingers and gestured: "It took us three days to set off from Roseburg to Tombstone Island. After one day of repairs, we continued sailing and arrived at Born Hall in only four days.
Mu Island. We stayed on the island for three days and fought fiercely, and then continued sailing. It took us only one day to reach the narrow strait, and another day to reach our current location. So far, we have passed a full thirteen days
Na!"
Whether it was Rurik or Biyoni, and even everyone on the ship, everyone was clearly aware that with the adjustment of the course, the ship had eaten up the power of the south wind in the last two days of sailing, and the Avora was moving with her
The most extreme high speed that can be achieved, and the days are getting longer day by day, but tonight the night is simply fleeting, and it is extremely normal to sail two hundred kilometers a day.
It's just that the voyage is difficult to quantify, so Rurik and others can only rely on their own feelings.
Even so, Rurik was sure that he had sailed at least a thousand kilometers. So what is the truth?
The Avora's thirteen-day voyage, except for the three days she stayed on Bornholm Island, was spent most of the ten days sailing. She just ran for 1,600 kilometers and reached this age.
The most amazing speed and continuous journey of sea ships.
The danger should be gone, and of course the enemy fishing boats that could be hunted have also disappeared. People believe that the boats they see as they continue sailing must be from Bergen.
The Balmoks simply did not want to join the Norwegian alliance started by the residents of Bergen. This did not mean that the two sides had to go to war. Rurik decided to fully follow Biyoni's advice and ordered the next voyage.
The Flora declined to take the initiative to attack, so everyone's only task was to rush on as hard as they could. Of course, if they were attacked, the revenge would be fierce.
A new day has arrived, and for everyone on the boat, this daytime sailing was too boring. Everyone was forced to sail against the wind to a certain extent along the coastline, until dusk, when the world finally became magical.
Rurik summoned all the excited people on the deck, and those who were napping were also awakened.
A blond boy stood on the bow deck of the ship, his body turning orange under the soft light of the setting sun.
Rurik pointed to the west excitedly: "Look! This is the legendary sea at the end of the west! But I want to say that if our big ship goes all the way west, we can reach Britain! It is not the end of the world at all, that
The islands have a lot of wealth."
This statement is addressed to all the Balmoks on the ship. After all, these indigenous people of the Narvik Fjord need a large amount of valuable materials to buy Rus' goods. At present, the most valuable thing they have is salt.
However, they still wanted to get more good things to exchange with the Russians. Rurik wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to once again stimulate the desire of the Balmoks such as Biyoni to make money through robbery.
Rurik pointed to the north again: "Our Scandinavia! She is a huge peninsula! Now we are on her western coast, with Bergen in front of us. The strong south wind will push us all day long.
Sail! Maybe in ten days, maybe in seven days, we can reach our final destination."
The seeds of rushing to Britain to plunder and make a fortune were planted in Biyongni's heart, but now, the desire to return home has taken over his whole body. The people of Balmok are cheering for joy, after all, they have been away from home for almost a whole year, who would have thought
Will I go home in such a fantastic way?
The Russians on the ship were also cheering. After all, the fourteen-day voyage with almost no docking was an extreme test for everyone's body and mind. People who were forced to stay in a discordant environment for a long time became anxious. Everyone was eager to start the long voyage as soon as possible.
When the victory comes to an end, I will follow Lord Rurik and be honored to be the guest of the Balmok people.