Rise of Rurik - Chapter 1411

[Chapter 1510: Those who only escaped with their bodies and the noble prisoners of war]

【The Rise of Rurik】 【】

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Three horns sounded in his ears, and Fisk, who was hiding in the woodland under the northern hillside, was overjoyed.

“Brothers, the final battle is now! Attack! Haa!”

He whipped his horse whip and led his men to launch a full-scale assault.

Meanwhile, the fighting continued just in front of the fortifications.

The Finnish longbowmen continued to fire. Although they were light arrows, the arrows with a range of 300 meters forced the enemy to be unable to form a team.

The attack of Eberhardt’s cavalry was overwhelming, leaving some soldiers whose life or death was uncertain and had no choice but to retreat. They gritted their teeth and raised the small shields of their left arms above their heads, trying their best to resist the long arrows falling from the sky.

“It’s incredible. Where did the arrows come from and have such a long range?” Eberhard was puzzled. He thought he might have escaped the javelin range and still be harassed by the arrows.

The cavalry who suffered heavy losses in the attack returned to the mountain pass. At this moment, the cavalry who fell in front of the fortifications were scattered everywhere. Those who tried to stand up and continue fighting as infantry became excellent targets in the eyes of shooters.

Javelins, short and thick crossbow arrows, and light armor-piercing arrows are all concentrated attacks at close range.

The javelin penetrated deeply into the warrior’s armor and came out from the back, and then the spearhead touched the mud. The warrior did not reach the end, but glared angrily with a chest full of arrows. Even though the blood flowed out, he faced Ross who was still shooting arrows. military.

The knight who was loyal to Count Ramengau was lucky enough to survive, but most of his cavalry was lost. He fled to the mountain pass in panic, and hurriedly wanted to be the most noble noble here.

“My lord! Please help us.”

“You? A knight? You are not mine.” Eberhard understood who came to Gilbert and thought of this

He also has a thousand words.

“My lord, something may have happened to Count Ramengao. Do you want to retreat? I… boldly ask you to help my family get out of this predicament.”

“Huh?” Although Eberhard had anticipated this situation, he would still be in pain if it was really comfortable.

“Gilbert didn’t withdraw?”

“My lord, I saw him fall. Please, save him.”

“Oh God…” Eberhard closed his eyes and faced the sky. The old count was now suffering from all the pressure.

With a thought, he wanted to die without saving him, but… the knight on Ramengao’s side had already begged him, if he turned a blind eye…

Besides, the trouble with this matter is that Gilbert is the son-in-law of Emperor Lothair. If this nobleman dies in battle, it will be regarded as a martyrdom for the empire and a martyrdom for fighting the Norman devil. This is a good result. If he is captured, things will be unimaginable. .

Although they knew that it was too risky to go back, there were indeed a large number of Ramengao’s warriors fighting in a desperate situation. For a while, many people’s armors and shields could withstand arrows. If the battle lasted for a while, it would be completely hopeless.

Eberhard was so determined that he turned his horse’s head and shouted: “Gilbert! You are an arrogant man.”

That’s it, he called on his subordinates again: “God is above you! Fearless faith! Knights who inherit Charlemagne’s glory, charge with me now! Find Count Ramongao and rescue him!”

The panicked soldiers suddenly had a backbone, and they were completely out of the range of the arrows. Eberhard led the whole team, and the second round of attack was about to begin.

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He took a rough look at his men and felt that he still had at least 500 riders. If he charged hard, it would not be impossible to win.

However, victory was also a tragic victory of a narrow escape. To be on the safe side, he was still willing to find the crazy boy Gilbert, even if it meant bringing back the body.

For “Bald” Fisk, he was still a step too late. He was disappointed when he saw that the Frank cavalry had run away: “Damn it, I still want to shoot you with heavy arrows…”

After making a compromise, the Ross cavalry trampled among the enemy’s horse corpses, replaced them with light arrows to kill the enemy’s wounded soldiers, and knocked down those who could barely get up. They were originally a tactical reserve team and became a group of last-hitters.

Seeing this situation, Rurik felt a little regretful and ordered the army to continue to prepare arrows to guard against the enemy’s next possible attack.

He stood behind the horse piles and countless branches, and gave Fisk a direct order: “Take care of the seriously injured enemies on the spot, and try to catch those with minor injuries and those pretending to be dead, and don’t do any more indiscriminate killing blows.”

“Got the order!” Displeased, Fisk obeyed the order, hung the nooses on the arms and legs of the enemy’s wounded soldiers, and dragged them into the fortifications like a dead dog.

Even though the enemy cavalry did not go far.

In a sense, Fisk’s action is to give the enemy a loophole, which is a kind of bait.

“Oops, it won’t be good if they find Gilbert’s body.” Eberhard had already launched the second round of attacks. Ross’s cavalry happened to be running around on the battlefield, so that the enemy’s bows and arrows could use their full strength without hurting the friendly troops. shooting?

He secretly rejoiced that the whole army was still moving forward with their spears. Even the warrior who was hit by an arrow insisted on grabbing the spears and continued to attack.

“They’re here again! Fisk, get out of the way.” Rurik shouted with all his strength and kept swinging the steel sword.

Seeing this, I knew I couldn’t fight the enemy.

After the collision, Fisker whistled and called his men to rush north again.

As soon as the Ross cavalry left, the Frank cavalry arrived.

They rushed so fast that the Ross archers did not fully react. The tall horses jumped hard, and some horses leaped over the horses, ignoring the sharp barbs, and violently rushed into the fortifications against the tree trunks and low walls.

Rurik was confused. He bowed down and huddled up, and realized that an enemy was flying over his head.

“That’s outrageous, their horses are flying!”

Some soldiers were stabbed with spears and their lives were unknown. Some soldiers were hit and couldn’t get up for a while.

However, this was a suicide attack, and the Russian army’s counterattack had already begun.

Those brave men were besieged by the Rus’ army who reacted. Their horses’ legs were chopped with tomahawks, and the riders who lost their momentum were pulled off their handles and stabbed into their vital parts with steel swords.

The torsion slingshots and crossbowmen knocked out those successors. No more Frank cavalry leapt to break the formation. Instead, a thicker “wall of flesh and blood” of men and horses was piled in front of the formation. The horses neighed in pain and the soldiers wailed endlessly.

Rurik jumped up, rushed towards the nearest enemy who broke the formation with his sword, and stabbed him in the face regardless of whether he was still alive: “They are all madmen, I am crazier than you.”

The king set an example, and the entire army knew what to do. All the soldiers began to fight back in their own way. Some soldiers began to jump over the fortifications and fight on the flesh-and-blood battlefield with shields and swords.

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Eberhard was almost suffocated. His troops broke through the formation, but not many. Since there were no followers, all attempts to break through collapsed.

He realized that he no longer had the capital for three battles, and he never expected that the Ross gangsters would escape from the low wall.

There seemed to be no end to the crowds of people, like devils crawling out of the soil.

Fisk turned back without hesitation.

“Brothers, the Franks hesitated, let us rush over and shoot them! Chase them all.”

“Ho!” the soldiers said in unison, but the position they wanted to shoot was on the right, and it was quite uncomfortable to twist the body and shoot the arrow (only a few soldiers learned to shoot the bow from left to right).

As a result, many Ross cavalrymen shot arrows to the right with extremely twisted bodies. The accuracy of the arrows could no longer be guaranteed. At least they gave the Frankish cavalry, whose morale was on the verge of collapse, a final blow.

“Retreat! Retreat!” Eberhard now had no time to think about finding Gilbert and pulling him back. If he didn’t withdraw, his troops would be destroyed, and he would die here too.

The spears were thrown away because they were in the way, and now it was the Franks’ turn to be beaten to the point of losing their armor.

They rushed to the mountain pass and Fisk led his men in hot pursuit. The weakly defended rider’s back and defenseless horse tail and legs were continuously hit by arrows. The Frank army at the rear of the team continued to fall and was followed closely. The Ross cavalry behind them killed them.

Fiske continued to pursue him, and even pursued him over the hills to the banks of the Sauer River.

Eberhard didn’t expect that he had been beaten like a lost dog. There were now less than a hundred subordinates with him, and many of them had taken off their armor and helmets in order to escape faster, so he almost threw away his sword. .

In front of him was the Sauer River, but it was not a ford crossing of the river. He rushed across without thinking and ended up plunging into the cold early winter water about two meters deep.

The soldiers who were hungry and hot from fighting suddenly cooled down as if they were being quenched. Some people were suddenly paralyzed and drowned.

Those still

The armored warrior was thrown off the out-of-control horse and dragged to the bottom of the river because of his clothes and drowned alive.

When Eberhard started to choke on the water, he realized that his life was about to be saved, but this old boy should not die.

The horse barely showed its head, so he held on to the reins and mane and passively sneaked into the cold river water. Fortunately, his loyal mount managed to land ashore.

Eberhard was trembling all over and his lips were pale from the cold. He leaned on the horse and whispered: “Run! Return to the camp.”

The horses obeyed the order and faithfully carried their masters towards the Luxembourg Fortress. At this time, the sun set and the man and the horse gradually disappeared into the night.

Eberhard was not completely immune. More than a dozen cavalrymen managed to escape from the mud of the Sauer River and successfully reunited with the great nobleman.

This was the only thing to be thankful for in the immense pain, but then I thought about how after the battle of 800 heavy cavalry, there were only about ten cavalry left. It would be better for me to die after such a humiliating defeat.

…

Fisk led his troops to pursue them all the way. His brothers were in good spirits. The most important thing was that they were not hungry at all.

Pursuing the hungry and defeated enemy was like searching for something, so that some cavalrymen simply surrendered because they were hungry.

They thought they would be killed by the barbarians, but instead they were disarmed, tied hand and foot, and captured along with their tall horses.

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Fisk wasted a lot of time in this regard. He personally led a hundred-man team to continue the pursuit and followed the enemy’s traces to find the crossing.

The setting sun shone on the pale faces of the drowned. On the other side of the river, a few horses stood idly gnawing grass, while there were still drowned horses in the river.

“Boss, they crossed the river and escaped, should we continue to chase them?

?

”

“There is a scam here. A large number of people died in the river. This place is cursed. We don’t need to continue chasing. Listen to me and retreat.”

Fisk did feel fear. The heads of the soldiers heaving in the river were like monsters emerging from the mud. The last cavalryman of the Franks died so strangely. In addition, the cold north wind swept across the lonely world under the sunset. This place seemed to be other than the human world.

The first team of Ross Cavalry took 150 prisoners of war, more than 200 horses, and a large number of captured weapons, and returned to the mountain pass again in the sunset. The next step was to return to camp to rest.

Earlier, when the cavalry chased them until they disappeared, Rurik personally led his brothers to join in the final battle. The battle ended quickly. The battlefield outside the fortifications was like a huge blood altar, and the blood of men and horses gathered into a bright red stream. When it flows into the Moselle River, the water is quickly dyed red.

The battle quickly changed to cleaning the battlefield. Ross soldiers were ordered to pick up weapons and drag the wounded soldiers in the fortifications to one place for treatment as much as possible.

The wounded enemy soldiers pulled out from the pile of dead people were gathered together for the time being, and they were left to dry on the spot without being given food or water, waiting for the next step of treatment.

Blood splattered on his boots, and Rurik’s face was stained with the blood of his enemies.

He stood on the battlefield and quietly observed the surrounding scene. One after another, wounded enemy soldiers were dragged out from the heavy horses. Unfortunately, many of them had their legs crushed and died soon after.

Instead, an armored man was dragged out. Everyone thought he was a war dead, so he was dragged into the pile of dead people to wait for further processing.

How to deal with dead enemy corpses?

All valuables such as armor and boots were stripped from the deceased, and the body was dug and buried on the spot.

The result is one

The corpse suddenly came to life, stood up and ran away.

The cavalry patrolling the battlefield immediately discovered this situation, and the horse rope from the Pecheneg warrior accurately caught him, and then dragged the struggling man back.

The incident caused a lot of noise. Rurik never expected that there would be enemies who faked their death and escaped. He wanted to see what happened to such a bold person.

The red-faced man couldn’t stop coughing because his neck was wrapped around his neck and he was strangled hard.

He was picked up, and for fear that he would be allowed to escape again, a soldier punched him in the stomach.

“Wait!” Rurik, who came to investigate, stopped his subordinates from shaking their fists.

He looked at this man and noticed the unruly look on his face. He opened the collar of his robe and noticed that this man was actually wearing a double layer of chainmail.

Rurik suddenly had a thought and asked in Latin: “You? Are you a noble? A duke? An earl? At least a baron.”

The man’s eyes suddenly turned rapidly, and then he spat out bloody spit.

Seeing this, the Ross warrior punched the guy again and cursed.

Rurik wiped his face and signaled to his assistant: “It seems that you understand Latin and are a high-ranking noble. You…”

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Suddenly, the captured man interrupted: “Russians! You will all go to hell!”

“Hell? No…” Rurik smiled and shook his head: “Your curse is invalid. Killing you will be our blood sacrifice to Odin. We will gain great glory and will all go to Asgard. Well, it is equivalent to what you said. That paradise.”

In this way, Rurik recognized the identity of the Rus’ army in disguise, but had not yet declared that he was the king of Rus’.

He continued to ask: “Who are you? Which noble? Tell me the situation, and I will

I might consider sparing your life.

”

When he heard that his life could be spared, the man with a heart of steel suddenly relented. He did not stoop to begging for mercy, but stated his identity openly and openly: “I am Gilbert Langanat de La Mongo. Count who owns the city of Namur and is loyal to the great Roman Emperor.”

This was not the end. Gilbert, who was lucky enough to survive, explained his more important identity: “I am the son-in-law of the Roman emperor, and my wife is the royal princess. My status in the whole of Frankland is extremely high.”

“What did you say? You are the emperor’s son-in-law?” Rurik was shocked, not expecting that he had captured a high-level prisoner.

He couldn’t believe it all, and deliberately asked: “Then it would be too shameful for the emperor’s son-in-law to pretend to be dead and still run away. At least you will fight with us to the end.”

“Damn it.” Gilbert lowered his head again, and when he raised his head again, he asked viciously: “Who are you? Like… a great noble in this army? As a barbarian, you actually understand the sacred language?! ”

“Is it Latin? Your Northern Archbishop Eskil taught me this. I am the King of Rus, the King of Sweden, the ruler of the north and the ruler of the Slavs in the East.”

“Is it you? The legendary devil, you are really the King of Ross.” Gilbert’s eyes were full of disbelief.

Rurik explained with great interest: “Is it an honor for me to be called a devil by you? I made a contract with your Duke of Bavaria, this time to help him win the civil war. Since your allegiance is to Lothair, Wouldn’t it be your honor to die fighting for him? However, you don’t need to die now. People like you, maybe to me

it works.

”

Rurik came up with an impromptu idea, thought for a while and said: “Think about your future! Lothair will lose. Maybe you can join Ludwig quickly and you can still keep your title after the war.”

“You? Are you trying to persuade me to betray the emperor? You looted Aachen and killed all the remaining royal families, including my wife’s sister. Ludwig sold his soul to the devil to ally with you, I…forever No!”

“You are as stubborn as a stone. I changed my mind, so I tied you up first and put you in a cage. Hey, I originally planned to send you to Mainz. If you declare your allegiance to Ludwig, I will release you. .” Of course, Rurik just said casually that whether to release him and how he would be released need to be considered in the long term. Even the detailed identity of this person still needs to be investigated.

Rurik turned his head, UU reading www.SonicMTL.net and said casually: “You are talking about Princess Gisla, right? She is very good and is in the hands of our army now. Don’t worry, the noble Frank Princess is with me. Still a princess.”

This is true, but it is too shocking for Gilbert to think of Gisla becoming the adopted daughter of King Rus, then betraying the faith of God and becoming a servant of Odin, worshiping God as a high priest in the great temple.

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Rurik ordered again in Norse: “Come here! Tie up this noble prisoner. Don’t let him escape again.”

In this way, Gilbert was tied up like a rice dumpling and dragged away with a strong sense of absurdity and humiliation.

After a moment, the blue fox who was observing the whole farce came up at the right time.

“Your Majesty.” The round-faced guy lowered his head.

“Did you hear everything just now?”

“I heard it. I reported it truthfully, Gisla… No. Blackbird said that her third sister was

Married after being kidnapped by Count Ramongao.

As bizarre as it is, maybe this man is really Gilbert.

”

“In the end, he became your relative. But let him know that Blackbird has become the countess of Gothenburg, and there are three thousand troops from Gothenburg joining the war. That Gilbert’s reaction… forget it.” Rurik shook his head: “Heavy Cavalry They are their elite. Without this, how can Gilbert of La Menggao fight with us? After a while, we will have an interrogation, and maybe we can get important information about Metz.”

After saying that, Rurik looked to the west again: “Now we are waiting for Fisk to come back.”

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