The Russians stared eagerly at the approaching enemy. They completed their formation in a cramped place, and their hateful faces were clearly visible. The armored infantry and horsemen were completely hiding behind the shield wall. The Russians denounced them as cowards, but
Everyone soon stopped scolding.
The mercenaries shouted one after another: "They are going to shoot arrows! Hide quickly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a whooshing sound in everyone's ears.
Arrows fell from the sky, they were not dense at all, and the guards hid well to avoid being hit by arrows.
The arrows hit the roof, walls or the wooden shields of the defenders.
They struggled to pick off the arrows they found, and threw them to their own bowmen, and laughed: "The Danes think they can kill us this way, but they are just giving away arrows. They will eventually die from their own arrows."
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This is probably the reason why Blue Fox even hopes that the enemy can shoot more arrows, so that his shortage of arrows can be alleviated.
Things were quite disappointing for everyone. The Dane's archers stopped firing only for a moment.
This situation made many people angry and yelled, "You keep shooting arrows! We are still waiting to seize..."
Some angry people changed their previous tacit understanding, and many people simply showed their entire bodies from their hiding places. They stood on the wooden wall, with small wooden boxes under their feet so that everything above the knees could be exposed. From now on, their backs were turned to the enemy, and the next step was
He lifted up his robe to reveal white flowers.
This scene made Stade extremely queasy and caused an uproar in the entire Danish military formation.
"Damn Russians, you are actually humiliating me. Keep shooting arrows! Shoot those bastards with exposed buttocks!"
Originally, Stade thought that one round of shooting would be enough. Five hundred arrows were obviously not enough to kill the morale of the Russians. Now that he still had a lot of arrows on hand, he continued to shoot.
He ordered his subordinates to distribute all the arrows and gave the command to the archers: "Shoot all the arrows!"
In fact, there are not many arrows in reserve. If everyone gets ten more arrows, they will be gone.
Is such a huge army equipped with a thousand arrows? If those fleeing city residents who escaped from the war could leave more arrows behind, the situation would be better. The fact is that smart forest hunters have long followed the fleeing citizens with soft arrows.
, fled to the south with his wife and children, and they were protected by the Franks of Schleswig.
The provocation received a mediocre response. The Russians did not receive a sufficient supply of arrows. What was even more disgusting was that many arrows fell outside the fortress.
Someone tried to go down the rope to pick it up, but was directly stopped by the old mercenary.
The behavior of the Danish army also proves another thing, that is, their shooters are a bunch of idiots!
After all the arrows were fired, Stade cursed secretly: "Do you still have your majesty now?"
Looking back at our own Danish army, even if it is a large group of armed gangs, the momentum of these guys is booming.
He signaled his men to continue blowing the horns. Amidst the dull sound of the horns, the Danish army, now dominated by gangs, began to attack with as many as twenty ladders.
Like a charging herd of running cattle, the battle has begun.
Blue Fox gave the order personally, and the Russians, who were waiting for work and receiving arrows, immediately launched a counterattack.
The Russians' arrows fell from the sky, and some Danes started to stumble after being hit by the arrows. Some unlucky ones were trampled by their own people and suffered unknown casualties. Seeing that their own people were injured, more people directly raised their shields to their heads, and so on.
Basically isolates the impact of arrow projectiles.
But this behavior directly exposes the unarmored chest to the crossbowmen, making it an excellent target.
Blue Fox looked grim. He saw an enemy fell to the ground after being accurately hit by a crossbow. The shooters on the roof had seized the commanding heights and their shots were even more accurate. However, Ross's shooters were too few in number and could not contain the enemy's charge.
Besides, this group of madmen is indeed different from the last time. It seems that they are willing to go all out and will not retreat until they destroy the shop and fortress.
At a very low cost of casualties, the various gangs of the Danish gangsters successfully rushed under the wooden wall. They saw the corpses of those who died in the previous battle. The corpses were gray and black. They could smell the stench when they got closer, and could also see the flowing water.
of black blood.
They are not afraid of slashing, and will even violently enjoy the feeling of killing in the blood. However, they feel strong discomfort when faced with the stench after death, and many people even vomit directly.
The battle is still going on. Long ladders have been built, and shields are carried behind their backs. The brave gangster warriors are holding axes in their mouths and starting to climb with short swords. The soldiers on standby under the wooden wall are also using short spears to help, trying to stab the wall to death.
The Russians.
The Russians, who had the advantage of the high ground, were killing the enemies climbing the wall, but their troops were too few. Except for the archers who kept firing arrows, the others had to keep an eye on the twenty ladders, so that an average of two or three people had to guard them.
one.
The climbers were unprepared when climbing. They were stabbed and fell by the Russians who were waiting for work. Immediately, the second person started climbing again.
The Russians gritted their teeth and struggled to maintain the wooden wall defense line. They were causing a large number of killings and deaths. Unexpectedly, the enemy was besieging them tirelessly.
Although the shop fortress is circular, its scale is actually very small. It is surrounded by more than a thousand Danish gangsters. Because the first one to get there first will have priority in looting the gold and silver mountains, which makes them become a group of madmen as if they drank the priest's herbal medicine.
Warriors generally climb without fear of life or death.
The gangsters stood on the corpses of their companions and continued to attack. Their burst of fighting will really surprised Stud, who was waiting at the rear. Although they requested to attack regardless of priority, Stud was not stupid enough to let his own soldiers
As the vanguard. He expected that the Russians would resist desperately, and also expected that a group of shirtless gangsters would be frustrated.
He saw the potential of gangsters. If this group of people were managed by himself, trained and equipped with good weapons, wouldn't they become a strong army?
His centurion watched the fierce battle between the gangs and felt very itchy in his heart, so he anxiously advised: "Sir, it's time for our brothers to take action? Our war pigs rushed forward, and the brothers rushed forward to kill the gun gold."
The so-called war pig is the name of the engineering assault vehicle built by Stade. The wild boar's sudden advance has strong destructive power, and the wild boar only has this killing trick, and its rough skin and thick flesh are not easy to kill.
These characteristics are also available for siege vehicles. For the time being, Stade still requires his own soldiers to stand still.
He said: "I only have a cooperative relationship with the gangsters. I will continue to let that gray wolf Carl shed some blood and kill their prestige. In the future, when we stay in Hedebe, there will be no gangsters sharing power with our brothers."
"My lord is wise." As soon as he finished speaking, the centurion laughed out loud.
"What if we let them fight fiercely and let them grab some gold and silver first? When we rule Hedebe in the future, everyone will not get rich. This will also weaken the strength of the Russians... Inform the brothers to prepare for the war.
Be prepared, and any attacker who dares to leave the team without authorization will be killed!"
Karl, the gray wolf who was fighting on the front line, had red eyes. He and his guys had temporarily forgotten about Stade, as if this battle was a personal grudge between the gangs and the Russians. Indeed, a group of Karl's younger brothers were killed by the Russians.
It would be too cowardly not to avenge this humiliation.
A group of corpses were already lying under the wall. Some of the injured were stabbed by short spears and sharp swords. Although the wounds were very fatal and they would not die for a while, they were soon trampled under the trampling of their companions' boots.
His sternum was shattered and he died suddenly.
Although the Ross mercenaries fought separately, none of them died. Although some of them were injured, it was only a minor injury to their elbow. The armored veterans met a group of new recruits who were weak from the cold.
In the ninth century, when fierce battles were fought with brute force, how could we not take advantage of them?
Everyone on Ross's side was indeed panting from exhaustion, and there were more than a hundred people lying under the wall.
The old mercenaries were puzzled as to what grudges made their opponents so crazy. Did they think that the shops were filled with gold and silver treasures? Bah! There was only a pile of worthless wooden furniture and cloth blankets to keep out the cold.
When the arrows were almost finished, the archers paused, smashed them down with pottery jars, wooden blocks, and threw all kinds of objects. The archers, especially the crossbowmen, caused heavy casualties to the enemy, and more than a hundred people lost their combat effectiveness.
The bandit army numbered over a thousand people, and they had lost more than 300 combatants in fierce fighting for a period of time. Their fighting momentum began to weaken, but the situation of the Russians was even worse.
The Ross mercenary was panting and coughing, and suddenly found that he was coughing up blood, gasping for air, and actually causing lung damage. Many people did feel exhausted. They also saw the large-scale death of the enemy and hoped to die before they died.
Kill enemies further.
At this stage of the battle, the wall of Rose's shop had not been broken through, and no one cared about the solid front door, because they all gave up after seeing the mountains of heavy debris behind it through the crack in the door.
The chaotic fighting continued, and the fighting lasted from morning to noon.
Suddenly the trumpet sounded again!
Stud, who was on horseback, finished eating half a piece of sour black bread and called to the soldiers who had just eaten dry food: "Russ fool is exhausted, and the gangster army is exhausted as well. The war pigs are out! Let's go!"
Stade personally took action, and once he took action, the entire war situation would be changed.
The Russians, who were busy plugging leaks and maintaining the wooden wall defense line, had no time to pay attention to the huge siege weapons that were gradually approaching, and the war pigs also successfully arrived under the wooden wall that was a mess.
When the gangster soldiers saw the appearance of this thing, they all moved away. The armored soldiers raised their shields above their heads with one hand and continued to push the war pig forward with the other hand.
A collision inevitably occurs!
With just this collision, the people guarding the entire fence felt like the earth was shaking.
The armored centurion was overjoyed, tearing his throat and continuing to order: "Continue to charge and smash the wall!"
The war pig first took more than ten steps back, and then was pushed hard into the wall by as many as forty people.
The Russians could no longer afford to be surprised, because Blue Fox could only take out more than a dozen brothers if he tried to defend himself.
The remaining arrows were blocking the siege vehicles. The arrows were blocked by shields. Although some clay pots were thrown down, all actions could not stop the continuous collision of the vehicles.
Is the final battle about to happen?
Blue Fox himself was at a loss, and the experienced mercenary already knew that the last moment had arrived.
He was grabbed by someone and stared at the old mercenary with a pale face.
"Sir! Everything is going to end! You have to quickly escape into the alleyway! Whether you can escape or not depends on God's will!"
"Ah?" Blue Fox looked confused.
He was slapped hard by the old mercenary, and then he regained his lost soul: "Sir, run away! If you don't run away, you will die!"
"Then let's run away together."
"No. We will fight to the end. We are Odin's warriors and cannot run away."
Just as they were talking in the messy courtyard, the wooden wall collapsed! Even several Slavic warriors who were guarding the wall fell down.
The attacking Danish army was so powerful! The war pigs collapsed the wooden wall. To Stade's surprise, his armored soldiers did not charge first, but more than a dozen gangsters got on first.
There was no need to defend the wooden wall. The Russian mercenaries quickly returned to their positions. They smashed the crossbows and built a shield wall. Their swords and axes formed a circular defense line surrounding the largest building in the center. The Slavic warriors were really passionate.
He did not participate in the construction of the shield wall, but raised his sword and fought with the first wave of enemies who rushed in, and died bravely in the chaos.
Only Wadi Zdarovic regained his consciousness after being stabbed in the arm, holding his injured left arm and crawling away into the shield wall.
The collapsed wooden wall quickly opened a big hole, and the equally exhausted gangster warriors rushed in. The shield walls of both sides quickly collided, and the most terrifying fight at zero distance began.
The casualties of the capable old Ross mercenaries began to appear. Some people began to be stabbed through the neck and fell in a pool of blood. However, more of the dead were gangsters.
At this moment, the armored Danes were preparing to join the fight. They had just pulled the war pigs that had broken through the wall to the rear and were preparing to enter the fortress to fight. When they saw the blood splashing from those who entered first.
Even after fighting for so long, the Russians actually still had the strength to continue fighting. Not to mention, they were actually killing people cleanly.
The centurion roared and immediately lined up his men to join in the fight. However, at the critical moment, he was stopped by Stade.
"Sir, do we still have to wait?"
The war horse was neighing and swaying excitedly from left to right. Stader, who was riding the horse, continued to order: "I will lead the cavalry to charge, and you all should retreat behind me."
"Ah? Sir, this will put you in danger."
"No matter what! Cavalry! Stand up your lance and prepare to attack!"
Stade no longer cared that there were gangsters in front of him. Anyway, all the gangsters who rushed in were killed. Some of the injured ran away, and more gangsters were just waiting at the damaged doorways and walls. It was originally ambitious.
Gray Wolf Karl paid a heavy price in casualties. He finally gave up and did not enter the breached fortress at all.
There are obviously still people fighting against the Ross Shield Formation, and Stade no longer cares about the lives of these people.
The cavalry began a short charge, with his mount taking the lead. The shining spears of the twenty cavalrymen moved forward in unison, forming a less commonly used Frankish cavalry tactic of riding on the wall, which forced the wall to crash into the Ross shield wall.
With just this collision, the solid defense line collapsed. Many exhausted mercenaries were directly pierced by spears. The remaining people who were knocked down got up and found that they were unable to form a team. Then the armored and energetic "tactical preparations"
"Team" rushed forward, and the Ross mercenaries had no chance of winning at an absolute disadvantage.
However, these old mercenaries will not give in and fight until their last breath.
The blue fox hiding in the house saw this scene clearly. He had the last illusion, but now his illusion was shattered.
He ignored Wadi Zdarovic's injury and pulled him directly to the entrance of the alleyway.
The entrance was in the mansion, and the latch hung on the door. He opened the wooden cover that sealed the alleyway.
"Sir? Shall we escape?"
"Yes. Run away." Blue Fox said resolutely.
"But my brothers are all dead, and I would rather die fighting with them."
"You're confused! Now follow me and run away."
"Where can we escape to?"
Blue Fox couldn't bear it any longer, so he jumped into the alleyway with the guy whose arm was bleeding, and finally didn't forget to close the lid from the inside. They moved forward in the dark alleyway, and claustrophobia was no match for the fear of death.
He kept holding Vady Zdalovich's arm: "You are very useful to the Prince of Rus. I want you to live and take revenge on the Danes. Now escape with me. As long as you escape to the Frankish monastery, everything will be fine."
Get better."
Yes, in the desperate situation, Blue Fox thought of the promise of that guy Eskil. As long as he decided to convert, the old guy would take him in no matter what the circumstances.