Chapter 657 This is the strangulation after breaking the city
The completely breached Pine Needle Manor showed its soft belly to the wolf-like Ross army, and cut it open with a sharp knife, instantly severing its liver and intestines.
The manor's army was completely defeated, and the heads of those who resisted at the end were chopped off, and their courage was also wiped out.
The Ross army that entered the manor killed wantonly, and the whole scene was like hell...
Is this the revenge that the villagers long for? Svetlana stood outside the manor holding a crossbow. The corpses of her enemies were all around her. The girl's heart was strongly shocked. She has been suppressing the discomfort in her stomach.
In order not to be embarrassed, she persisted with willpower, but it was completely impossible for her to enter the manor to cause more damage.
Rurik was carrying a dagger and saw that the main force had entered the manor, so he deliberately entered with his trusted guards.
"Lana, let's go! Go and see that I have wiped out all the enemies in your manor."
Rurik said this very coldly. He looked sideways at Svetlana's indifferent and wide-open eyes, and saw the girl's fear.
"What? You don't dare to do it now?"
"I...I'm afraid."
"Afraid? You have no right to be afraid. The women around me must all be Valkyries. If you really want to be my wife, come with me! Otherwise..."
Rurik thought for a while, it was obvious that the girl was frightened, so he was too lazy to say anything. He put away the sword and personally grabbed Svetlana's elbow and forced her forward, as if he insisted on letting her see what happened.
For tragedy.
With trembling legs, the girl finally entered this once restricted area. Just like the folks in her hometown, she had a natural dislike for Pine Needle Manor. The matter of her old father Rigus getting along with the Russians was never something she, a girl, could control.
.At least for now, Lana has no scheming intentions. She just wants to please Rurik, the new leader of Rus, according to her father's requirements, and to have an intimate relationship and have children at the right time.
She never thought that she would have to participate in a bloody battle as a female warrior using deadly weapons, and even her leather boots were stained with the blood of many dead people.
Here, the twists and turns of the road are like the terrifying underworld described by the priests, and the sounds of killing and wailing can be heard everywhere.
There are tragedies everywhere. Is this the manor's revenge and the Principality of Ross's method against traitors?
To be honest, the tragedy was so close before his eyes that Rurik was shocked to see it. His heart was shocked again, but after having experienced many bloody battles, he was no longer afraid.
"Do you know where their granary is?" Rurik asked Lanna.
The girl trembled violently and hugged Rurik's arm tightly with a frightened expression.
"You? You really don't know?"
"I...don't know. I have never been to their...manor. In my opinion, the largest building may be the granary. And..."
"what else?"
"Every household has surplus food. I... want to leave this hellish place."
"That won't work." Rurik shook his hand hard and threw her away completely, and ordered sternly: "Woman! Don't blame me for being ruthless. You have never been and will never be a weak girl. Experience the battlefield firsthand, and your will will be firm.
, I won’t be afraid of some things in the future.”
Svetlana was noncommittal, her nod was weak.
"Forget it." Rurik shook his head, randomly recruited two cronies, and ordered them to pay special attention to this overly nervous girl to ensure that she would not encounter any possible attacks.
There must be many warriors who will see Lord Rurik and his head wife coming to the killing battlefield in person!
What Rurik needs is this kind of face-brushing effect, but finding the granary of Pine Needle Manor is the most important thing.
In the bloody battle outside the manor, the troops of Pine Needle Manor and its allies were almost completely wiped out. Only a small part of their group of armed farmers had experience in hunting bears together, and most of them were on the battlefield for the first time. This was their first time.
Assembling a large army to fight, what they encountered was the main force of the Russian army that had swept through Finland, the Nordic seas, and Britain. How could it not be a big defeat?
When the army rushed into the farm, there were less than 3,000 old, weak, women and children still alive in the farm. The main force of the Russian army had an astonishing advantage in strength at this moment, not to mention that their weapons were extremely powerful.
The disaster at Pine Needle Manor continued to intensify. Some women and children fled frantically with a few children. As a result, as soon as these people left the farm, they encountered land reinforcements from the Russians.
White Tree, Calf and Fishermen, these die-hard allies of the Principality of Ross, saw the collapse of Pine Needle Manor with their own eyes, like a piece of fat meat appearing in front of their eyes, how could the brothers not take a bite?
To be honest, the White Tree Manor was squeezed out, and the past days of the Calf and Fisherman Manor also depended on the face of the Pine Needle Manor, the most populous. As the saying goes, the Varangros people only come here for a short time every year, but the people of their Pine Needle Manor have been there all the time.
of.
When the eight hundred of them saw the refugees escaping, a group of men shouted: "Kill these people! Loot their property!"
They shouted whatever slogans they wanted, and pointed all kinds of weapons in front of them. A large group of people trotted all the way to form a large and chaotic formation and charged away.
As a result, those who tried to escape have been completely cut off.
The sun hung in the west, and the sunset glow turned blood red.
Rurik followed Svetlana's suggestion and led people directly to the largest building area of the manor, which was actually the residence of the leader Vadim.
Some spacious and huge thatched houses standing on a matrix of wooden piles were in sight. The thick wooden doors were kicked open by the soldiers. Through the dim light, they could see that they were filled with piles of sacks.
Rurik got in and took a look. He subconsciously felt that this was an oat warehouse, and stabbed it with his sword. The sword became a "grain spy", and a large amount of wheat grains spurted out like a stream along the bleeding groove of the dagger.
"Haha! Lana, you are right, there is indeed a granary in such a spacious place!"
Look at Svetlana again, the girl has an embarrassed smile on her face.
It was certainly a joy to find a large amount of wheat, but the entire bloody manor was too scary. She felt that the ghosts of the murdered were wandering everywhere, and she wanted to leave quickly.
Grain warehouses were discovered one after another, and as the inspection deepened, some warehouses storing leather and cloth also appeared.
Because of the area around Lake Ilmen, thanks to the great lakes and rivers, this area is suitable for growing oats and cold-resistant flax. As a purely agricultural ethnic group, the Novgorod of the Ilmen Slavs has always been self-sufficient.
Rurik's men even found some pottery urns. Although they were covered with corks, you could smell the sweet and itchy smell just by putting your head close to them.
The armored mercenary opened the cork with great joy, held the pottery jar and opened his mouth, letting the sticky honey flow into his mouth.
Honey was almost the only sweet substance accessible to Northern Europeans in this era.
In recent years, the Slavic women who married in Rossburg have been making a small amount of kvass while brewing ale. The sweet kvass makes their Russian men ecstatic. But where is the pure honey in kvass that makes people crazy?
?
The mercenary soldier ate a lot of honey. Even though it was very sweet, the discoverer tried his best to drink it.
When they were full, they licked the corners of their mouths clean and dedicated the remaining honey to their masters.
Rurik did not want to be involved in the killings of his subordinates. He led more than fifty subordinates to this walled mansion area. He increasingly felt that this should be the home of the local leader, otherwise there would not have been a large number of seizures.
Indeed, this must be the mansion!
The subordinates were counting how much grain, cloth and other materials they had seized.
He continued to hold Lanna's hand and entered the interior of the mansion, and truly smelled the breath of life.
The shouts of death outside seemed to have nothing to do with this place. The existence of the wall seemed to make this place not scary at all.
Lanna breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that the people here have escaped, but they must have just escaped. Rurik, look at the clothes scattered on the wooden floor..."
"It's true that he ran away in a hurry. Damn it, maybe this is Vadim's home."
"Did you kill that man?" she asked urgently.
"Maybe. It's better for him to die. Unfortunately, I still haven't found the man's body..."
Rurik's attention is no longer on Vadim. A leader who has lost everything is no threat. That man's political life has ended.
"You should tidy up this place first," Rurik added.
"Me?" Lana was a little surprised.
"Yes. Be my good woman and throw away the scattered clothes and sundries. I will be here tonight to meet the soldiers who have made meritorious service."
"All right."
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The killing came to an end near the end of the evening. The Russian troops who had achieved a great victory cheered for a while, and then they all stopped due to exhaustion.
What is left to do is up to them. Rurik intends to indulge his subordinates. Tonight they can loot as much as they can, and this benefit also brings together those allies.
People holding burning sticks broke into houses and rummaged through boxes and cabinets. Those who were hiding were discovered, and killings followed. The remaining grain was taken away, as were various pottery pots and wooden utensils. Especially the troops from Baishu Manor,
A century-old feud was avenged today. They were still poor, so they frantically plundered everything available from the corpses of their enemies with extremely meticulous methods. For example, they all intended to move all kinds of daily necessities back to White Tree Manor.
The home is for your own use.
In comparison, the Rus' and Balmoks' methods are rougher. They don't lack daily necessities, but only food and money.
Of course, you can't steal much money from a group of farmers, but you can plunder a lot of oats!
They made a lot of use of the linen they found to make cloth bags, and the drawstring backpacks they carried to hold miscellaneous items were now used as large sacks for transporting wheat grains.
Some madmen just robbed a hundred pounds of wheat, and they laughed like a fool who weighed two hundred pounds. Because even in his hometown, the Duke sells wheat regularly, and cheap wheat is not expensive, but there is a purchase limit for each person.
The quota, now the one hundred pounds of wheat plundered is my own. The opportunity to plunder so much wheat at one time is really rare.
So, who is the biggest winner in this war?
In terms of looted property alone, Rurik was naturally the big winner.
The sun had just set when Otto and some old friends walked aggressively into the former chief Borudne's mansion, where Rurik and Svetlana were currently located.
Coming here again, a strange feeling of sadness came to Otto's old head.
Goodbye Deluririk's elite mercenaries not only took control of the mansion, but also confirmed that a large amount of supplies had been seized and belonged to the Duke, and a sense of relief arose spontaneously.
He clenched the hilt of his sword and walked into the lobby of the mansion where a large number of oil lamps were lit. This was clearly where the meeting with Borudne was held. Here, he was delighted to see his son Rurik sitting cross-legged proudly, and the third
Svetlana, who once became a female warrior, leaned on her man's shoulder.
"Rurik, do you know where this place is?" Otto suddenly appeared and asked deliberately.
"Father, you are actually here? This is probably the residence of a leader?"
"Of course. This is the mansion of Pine Needles Manor. Many years ago, I led my brothers to make a big fuss here. Some time ago, I was assassinated. Ah... everything is over. This manor, which has always been rebellious, was destroyed by you and my father.
Completely eradicate it.”
There seems to be a lot of nostalgia here?
Rurik invited his father to sit down, and with a flick of his neck, a mercenary smiled and presented a pottery urn to the old Duke Otto.
"Is this honey? So much?" Otto was surprised.
"It's honey."
"Damn it! Damn Borudne and stupid Vadim, why didn't we pay tribute to them earlier?"
Otto didn't care about his dirty hands, he stretched out his hand to dig out the honey and ate it. When he was satisfied, he gave it to the old man next to him. Then he stuck out his tongue and licked his fingers, and even lifted his beard and licked it some more.
They were busy eating honey, and Rurik explained the next arrangements casually: "We won the war, and I want to hold a meeting here. I want to personally govern the entire Novgorod, and I want the army to rest on the spot. The most important thing is
This place is! I’m going to clean this place up.”
"Purge?" Otto was a little surprised, "This rebellious manor has been annihilated."
"More than that."
"You?" Otto suddenly had a bad feeling, "Are you going to kill more people?"
"Some people must die! Father, if the rebels are not completely eliminated, it will not really put down the rebellion, and I will not really rule directly. I just want to prevent possible new rebellions in the future, and I will never let the people of New Roseburg
Are there any threats around?"
"So, who will your sword strike at?"
"I don't know. But I know that there are still many rebels who should have joined Vadim's army. I'm afraid our army moved too quickly and they didn't have time to join the rebellion. They just didn't act.
, they must die.”
"So, do you want to send troops to kill them? I advise you to be cautious. Killing innocent people indiscriminately is probably not your original intention."
"Yes, I thought of a plan, which requires the cooperation of the Fisherman Manor and the Calf Manor. I think they will tell me which other manors are die-hard rebels who happened to not participate in the war."
Otto shrugged: "Whatever you want. If you don't plan to have a meeting tonight, I'll forget it! Fighting is more tiring than logging. When you stay here, you don't know that there are people resting everywhere outside the wall. Tomorrow
Our army will formally and comprehensively clean up the battlefield. As your father, I know best about the aftermath."
"Father, I am a child." Rurik said seriously.
"Yes, at least you have to accompany your woman. Svetlana is the woman I chose for you, and I have always had a good taste. Listen, you are the real duke, and you should enjoy it after you have expelled the impostor.
Mansion, you two will spend the night here tonight."
"Forget it." Rurik felt relaxed and lay down directly, letting out a deep breath as if a weight had been lifted off him.
That night, Pine Needle Manor was in a sense completely in ruins.
A group of soldiers were already cleaning up the battlefield spontaneously. For the time being, they just pulled the dead bodies outside the farm, leaving them on the more terrifying battlefields at will. As for how to deal with the bodies afterwards, they naturally followed the Slavic customs of burying them in the ground.
The Russian army did not respect these enemies, but they had no intention of further humiliating them. The dead were not Vikings and were not qualified to be burned to ashes. Even if they were buried in the ground, they were not worthy of having tombstones.
The Russian army is quite experienced in dealing with the corpses of the enemy. For example, in the Glacier War in the Eastern Land, 700 soldiers of the unyielding Kovin army were killed, and their bodies were all buried.
Tomorrow, the victors will dig a number of large pits and build some tombs. This is already considered the mercy of the victors.