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Rise of Rurik - Chapter 409

Published at 21st of September 2022 05:57:08 AM


Chapter 409: Attack on Voskars Harbor

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The morning sun is in the east, and the fleet continues to advance to the south.

Bright days are the best time for war, and the long daylight in summer also makes the ship can only sail for a long time.

Sailing against the wind will inevitably waste a lot of time, but a brand new goal stands in the distance!

It was Otto, Rurik and others who were staying in the captain's lounge, and the crowd were called by the soldiers on the deck.

Otto, who was dozing off by Jevlo's report, was very depressed: "So fast? I thought I could only meet the enemy tomorrow, why did I find the enemy settlement again?!"

"Duke, it's true! Brothers' eyes are like eagles, and enemies appear on the hills in the distance..."

"What is it?"

"It seems to be a fortress."

Here, Yevlo uttered the word "mountain castle" in ancient Finnish, and Otto could no longer languish.

A hibernating bear broke out!

Otto stood up suddenly: "It's great! For so many days there is a decent enemy for us to attack. Let's go, get on the deck and see what these guys are."

After a while, Rurik stood by his father's side. He had a better look than Otto. He squinted his eyes through the clear air, and saw that the so-called "mountain fort" did indeed appear on the hills in the distance.

Rurik estimated that Jevlo referred to "all buildings protected by wooden walls" as a mountain fort in general. This time Jevlo's statement was clearly correct.

"Dad. I saw it all."

"I saw it a little vaguely. It seemed a bit of the Shilla Fortress wooden wall. I didn't expect anyone else to do it like us."

"What shall we do?" Rurik asked cautiously.

"You? You actually asked me?" Otto actually couldn't make up his mind. Based on the intuition of a veteran, he looked at the Mellaren Army, which was still advancing with pigs, and felt that the coalition forces must gnaw a hard bone in this battle. . "At least I gave you the authority, you come to command the Ross army."

Rurik sighed a little, then stretched out his hand to point to King Origen's ship: "Let's see the reaction of the Mellarians, they attack us and support. But..."

"What's the matter? Are you sure..." Otto's mood suddenly became excited.

"Yes! Although we can abide by the contract and stay as spectators, the battlefield environment is complicated. If our allies are in trouble, we have to participate in the war."

"Wuhu! Is it a fight? You kid is not twelve years old, and you want to go to the battlefield again?" Otto happily grabbed his son's golden ponytail, although Rurik is still a child, the soul of the warrior Awakening is precious.

"If necessary, we shall join the war." Rurik looked at his father with a serious face: "We will watch for the time being no matter what the battle is. If Olekin orders us to join the war, our army will land. But none of us will participate in the fight. We use bows and crossbows to support at best. Dad, I don’t want any brothers to get hurt, and I don’t want to intervene too deeply."

Without the stimulus of close hand-to-hand combat, Otto couldn't be really excited in such a battle, presumably the same was true of other brothers.

"Okay." Otto's deep eyes continued to look at the approaching enemy settlement ahead, "I don't care about anything else, at least we have to get some food. The fighting continues and we will not have enough food. ."

The goal is ahead. Unlike the Ross people's caution and restraint, the Mellaren people behaved completely excited.

With the victories in the previous two battles, they already feel proud that the Gotland and the Danes are nothing but this. Although everyone is tired and time is a bit disadvantageous for the entire coalition army, everyone rushes up and destroys the enemy's strongholds to make a fortune!

Is not it? The enemy even built a wooden wall, and they must be protecting something by doing so.

What can they protect? It must be wheat, meat, and countless silver coins and copper coins.

There is still a rational restraint in the entire Mellaren army, and that is Olekin.

Carl was so excited that his heart was about to explode. He held a sharp sword and pointed straight ahead: "Let me take a group of brothers to be the vanguard. Give me your best fighters. The victory belongs to Mellaren. I will stand in this battle. great merit."

At this moment, Olekin, who was holding the bow of the ship, was in a complicated mood. He hesitated for a while and made a decision to refuse.

"Why?!" Carl cried out in confusion. In his grief and anger, he pointed at the friendly forces behind him, "Do you want to give them the glory of attacking the enemy's gathering spot?"

"Well……"

"It's me! Invincible Carl! Are you afraid that I will die in the battle and the power of the family will fall? Bah!" Carl turned his head and looked at the sun that began to sway westward, and pointed at the sword, he shouted: "Odin Give me this honor, I am the king of the sanctuary (referring to Sweden itself), give me victory!"

So what response did God give him? It seems that the south wind is stronger.

Carl didn't care so much, he took the sword and told his father straightforwardly: "Now that God commands us to attack, we can't go against God's will and give opportunities to others."

Olekin felt that these remarks were all nonsense made up by Karl himself, but this kid's words caused the flagship fighters to cheer.

Public opinion cannot be violated. All Olekin felt was the excitement of the soldiers. If he refused his will, he would get the hatred of the people.

He gritted his teeth and looked at the back. Today, the Ross people are still as persistent as the "puppy with the owner", and the other allies are daunting Fella.

"Then do it! Let's take a gamble!" The toothy Origen drew out his beautiful steel sword and suddenly thrust it into Carl's hand.

The meaning of this move speaks for itself!

Carl held his father's sword and immediately raised it up: "Everyone, paddle as fast as possible! All boats keep up!"

The speed of the Mellaren Army increased, and the soldiers ignored the disadvantages in future engagements caused by physical exhaustion. They rushed toward the target, which shocked the Ross people to respond positively.

Otto felt more and more that it was because he saw a small sandbank not far away, and an enemy fishing boat farther away. If left in normal, the Mellaren army will surely separate ships to attack enemy fishing boats, and now they are only interested in enemy ports.

At this moment, the Aphrora and the rest of the Ross ships are in a state of preparation. Although naval battle does not seem to happen, just in case, the soldiers holding the bow and crossbow are fully prepared.

The sails were fully stretched, and the Aphrora reached her fastest speed, which caused her to rush into the formation of the Mellaren Army. This unintentional act is like the Spurs urging the horses to run wild, forcing the Mellaren army, which has been replaced by Carl, to accelerate further.

This is actually the first round of the coalition's attack wave, and I am afraid it is also the most powerful round. The final landing battle is less than five kilometers away from the port.

...

A huge fleet of ships rushed toward the port, and the residents of Voskars Harbor (Oscar Harbor) couldn't believe their eyes.

Who are they? Why are there so many long ships? Why is there an unrecognized pattern printed on the sail?

Alas! Is it dazzled? That huge sail is actually a ship?

For a while, many residents didn't realize that it was the enemy. They stood on the edge of the docks and hills, watching the fast approaching fleet, whispering to each other about the background of these guys.

Some people in Dangre are instinctively aware of the threat.

It was a Danish, specifically a Danish businessman.

A small servant dispatched by a merchant walked through the streets and alleys, delivering a blast in the intricate residential area composed of thatched huts and wooden houses at the port: "Don't look at it, it's not a Danish! The unknown is the enemy!"

Shouting and shouting, these messengers simply yelled "enemy attack". Just one phrase made a large number of onlookers who didn't know the truth realize that something was wrong.

People started to evacuate, followed by panic.

They began to rush to an important refuge point, which is a city raised by Danish businessmen-Voskarsberg.

The name of this settlement is Voskas, which means "winding hills". The name is appropriate. The inland of the arc bay of this port is a large number of hills less than 30 meters above sea level. This place is not suitable for farming, but it is perfect as a fishing port.

The essence of Voskarsberg is that Danish merchants spent money to build a square wooden wall to protect their mansion and rights. During the period, there were many long houses and storage cellars. The wood used was the most common pine tree in the region. As for the huge red pine that was cut down a long time ago, most of the fortresses they built were trunks with thick men’s thighs. The wooden walls were about 200 meters long and wide, and the area enclosed by them was really not small.

Wooden walls can help Danish merchants and their mercenaries to avoid the wind, and it is also the first protection of wealth.

Of course, it also has military significance. After all, Danes are not monolithic. Danish businessmen who do business far from Jutland must maintain friendly relations with the local Gotland and Gotaland people while protecting themselves.

In Voskars, the Danes have become a de facto alliance with the local fishermen. Since this group of fishermen just gathered into the village spontaneously, they are not from the same clan and there is no leader.

If anyone is the leader, the five Danish families living here are the leaders, but there is still no supreme leader.

The total population of the forest here exceeds two thousand, and any man who can handle weapons has reached one thousand.

The Mellaren Army didn't know this situation at all, they were still advancing like a rainbow pig.

Not everyone heeded the Danish's warning to evacuate. Many people simply rushed to the beach, fleeing south by rowing boats with their families and their families. There are not a few people doing this, and at least 30 ships have fled after hearing the wind.

Perhaps the best way to encounter a strong enemy without preparation is to retreat tactically. The Danish businessmen thought about fleeing for the first time, but they still had a large amount of sheepskin, cowhide, and ready-made cheese to be transported away. Eggs were evacuated with silver coin boxes and then left behind other goods, nothing more than their own houses. After being burned by the enemy, it was really a lifetime effort that vanished in an instant.

In order to protect their property, they gave it up!

But they also have a beautiful fantasy, that the rushing people are not real enemies, but the huge fleet from Gotland. After all, there are often giant monsters churning at sea (actually, sperm whales beating the water), weird fleet It is not surprising at first glance.

Not all the settled port residents have to flee. How can most people abandon the cattle, sheep and houses they depend on for their livelihood?

look! The brave Danish fighter has stepped forward! They are generally covered in chain mail, and even their heads are covered by chain mail. Their shields are smeared with gorgeous patterns, and their tomahawks are powerful.

There are as many as two hundred pure Danes from Jutland. In fact, these guys are forced to live out as mercenaries because of the large number of people in their hometown. In fact, these mercenaries have reserved a lot of species for the local fishermen. As for whether the children can find the real father, that is not what mercenaries should be concerned about.

The Voskas people sold their agricultural products, handicrafts, and textiles to Danish merchants nearby, and the merchants sold them back to Jutland. After all, they brought back Jutland's ironware and linen thread. This formed a trade. line.

The residents of Voskars Port have business dealings with Borgholm and Kalmar in the south. Although they must also beware of the sneak attacks by these so-called "old friends", their hometown is facing disaster and they ran to the south. It is very necessary for evacuation to send an alert by the way.

Danish mercenaries are the core of Voskars Port's combat power. All male fishermen who can't run and can handle weapons are also crowded by the Danes, but in terms of weaponry and equipment, it is really bad. Voskars generally wear linen animal skins, and some hardened cowhide armors are high-quality goods. They are most equipped with short spears, harpoons, and axes. Of course, a buckler is basically a man.

They are also equipped with some bows, but with their own bow-making techniques, the performance of the short wooden bow is terrible. If the enemy is wearing a lock armor, the bones and arrows can really only get stuck in the gap.

They didn't have much time to prepare. Seven hundred people took up arms in a hurry, and this was basically all the forces that could be assembled in the current situation.

Of course, if they recruit boys from twelve to fifteen years old as fighters, their military strength can barely increase by a hundred more, but no one believes that children can become masters in combat.

The women and all the old and weak, with limited softness, led a few cows and sheep, and moved slowly into Fort Worscar.

The Danish mercenaries led almost all of their combat power and began to move arbitrarily towards the port.

They have not yet reached the sea, the landing of the Mellaren has begun!

One after another, the Swedish long boats washed up on the beach and even smashed into the fishing boats of a large number of locals. Only by personally experiencing the battlefield did the Merlaren fighters really realize that this is the enemy's "huge settlement". Many people with limited knowledge directly believe that this is the legendary Kalmar, which is the ultimate target to be attacked.

Carl took the lead with a sword and shield hand: "Brothers! Clash with me!"

The Mellaren fighters felt that they were going to make a fortune, and their impact was beyond the formation of the formation.

However, the sudden emergence of enemy forces from behind the longhouse group abruptly suppressed the momentum of the Mellaren Army's onslaught.

Carl made a decisive decision. He opened his arms to restrain his men, and then shouted: "Shield wall! Line up! Ready to fight!"

The "black warriors" in the Mellaren army, they have trained well, the black shields painted in ink are stacked on top of each other, coupled with their black armor and black tomahawks, now it is the enemy's turn to be surprised.

At the critical moment, Olekin also played a key role. He was at the back end of the landing field and left to arrange the formation of the Melaren peasants.

The situation became very delicate in an instant, and both sides were obviously hostile, and they didn't dare to act rashly when they really encountered it.

At this moment, the five ships of the Russ stopped very close to the coast. Such a distance was definitely within the firepower range of the longbow and steel-armed crossbow, and the torsion slingshot could strike at will.

Otto stared at the cooled battlefield~www.novelhall.com~ The western setting sun was like blood, and the two troops faced off on the beach?

"Ruriek, it seems that fighting can happen at any time. Intervene?"

"At least we are ready." Rurik said cautiously, leaning on the railing.

At this moment, Yevlo, who was pulling the percussion rope, hurriedly stated: "In my opinion, it is more important to support the friendly forces. Now the slingshot is equipped with cast iron bullets. It is easier to hit the enemy's shield wall than to gouge through the enemy ship."

"Don't act rashly!" Rurik ordered, "This is the war of the Mellaren, don't steal the limelight from that Karl."

In fact, Rurik was completely confident to give an unknown enemy a violent blow. Maybe the first round of six projectiles could poke six holes in the enemy's front, and then another batch of arrow feathers fell from the sky. He didn't believe that the enemy had seen this kind of blow, and his morale might collapse all at once.

Just do it yourself, Karl will be furious!

Rurik had seen that Karl apparently took over the command of his father, so when will they go to war?




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