Rise of Rurik Chapter 1200

Under the leadership of Askad, the young Seventh Banner did not fight side by side with the "iron men" of the standing army. The two banner teams have their own division of labor. The standing army attacked the church, and the seventh banner team attacked the nearby palace. Neither side should hinder the other in this operation.

Askad beckoned to his subordinates not to love to fight, and rushed to the magnificent palace as soon as possible.

There are arched columns everywhere, and the thick Roman architecture seems to contain a lot of treasures.

They had rushed under these pillars, and just happened to fight with the fleeing court servants at the main gate. These aggressive brats showed no mercy to the unarmed male and female waiters. They aimed and shot with their wound crossbows, and then the half-grown boys with swords swarmed up to assassinate.

The sound of killing from the front reached Zong Guan who was fleeing with the princess on his back, and even the princess who was very uncooperative at the time finally realized the seriousness of the situation.

The open palace can be said to be defenseless, and the thick stone walls of the building cannot stop the intruders from invading, and even become the existence to curb their own escape.

Those ordinary court maids were dressed plainly, most of them were middle-aged women, and they were devout believers.

For such obvious non-combatants, the young soldiers of the Seventh Banner Squad rushed up without hesitation, and stabbed them to death with steel swords.

The first batch of soldiers had already rushed into the Royal Palace of Aachen. The dozen or so Frankish soldiers stationed here did not catch up with the **** battle in the square, but they actually became the guardians of the palace.

They fought with the half-sized men of the Ross army, and were defeated and killed under the absolute inferiority of their strength.

But the Ross Army also paid a certain amount of damage.

Death, Askad saw a companion die by the sword of the Franks, fell to the ground and vomited blood, and there was no movement after a while.

The soldiers who continued to attack continued to pour into the palace, and they had no time to take care of their slain companions.

Soldiers in blue-striped white robes poured into the spacious hall, and they started with all their strength with swords in hand.

As luck would have it, Askad, who rushed into the palace, saw the backs of the palace steward and his party who fled with the princess on their backs.

"No, there are nobles at large. Let's go after them." He ordered hastily.

"Boss, are we going after this hard?"

"Let those cowards escape, we're still going to grab gold here."

Several trusted brothers standing beside Askad panted and discussed.

Their words immediately aroused Askad's fury: "Stupid, catch the nobles where they can ask for more gold. Go!"

If you have time to dawdle with your brothers, you might as well go after them directly, and he shouted again: "Follow me if it's my brother's! Take a crossbow and chase me! Go!"

Askad threw the round shield back, held the sword and led more than 30 brothers who had heard the call and chased after him with all their strength.

These warriors shouted as they pursued, ordering the fugitives ahead to stand still in Norse language.

"It's so funny, a rabbit that is being chased can still stand obediently and be hunted?" Askad was really speechless to his brothers, and if he had the skills to shout, it would be better to shoot accurately.

Their cries startled the fugitives to become aware of the presence behind them.

After all, the head of the palace is old, and the pampered princess is already quite heavy despite her young age.

"Go! Go! Those villains are about to catch up." The summoned princess

Like driving a mount, he kept kicking and urging, as if using spurs to push the horse hard.

This made the steward feel uncomfortable.

"My lord, don't shake any more. We are almost at the stables, and we can get in the carriage and evacuate immediately."

At this moment, the personal maid Alicia really wanted to punch her master. Although she didn't know what kind of villain launched the attack, the princess didn't even cooperate with her escape. Even myself, running for my life with bare feet, the soles of my feet are probably worn out, and I am still running away when I step on the cool stone slabs and endure the pain.

The fugitives began to disperse after entering the palace hot spring hall, there are many narrow forks here

The head of the palace asked the male and female waiters to scatter, so that the attention of those who were chasing was distracted, and secondly, it was to give the servants a chance to survive.

The steward of the palace was extremely puzzled, he nearly vomited blood while fleeing with the princess on his back, and the servants were panting likewise, why the soldiers with the round shields were still chasing after them.

They really didn't know that this group of half-children in the Ross Army often did physical training in their hometown, especially forcing them to practice long-distance running according to Rurik's own preferences. At that time, the young fighters who were complaining to the sky had developed very good endurance abruptly, and it was only at this moment that the fighters realized their strong advantages in this regard.

At first, he only glanced at the fugitive who found the extraordinary identity, but now, Askad's eyes locked on the figure with the man behind his back like an eagle.

"Forget about the scurrying fellows in rough cloth, those chasing people. Crossbowmen at the ready."

When Askad gave the order, he had already planned to take

The princess who was carried was shot and killed. Of course, at this moment, he didn't even know that it was Frank's fourth princess.

Walking in the cramped alleyway in the palace, this small path is the path of people's daily activities. There is no rocky floor here, and the slightly wet dirt road still emits a faint smell. It is precisely because of the way its servants walk that some unruly guys go to the toilet secretly here. The thick stone walls on both sides of the road are covered with moss, and they are as pale green as the dirt road.

Stepping on this kind of place, the maid Alicia was in terrific pain. After all, she was also a nobleman, and she actually wanted to cover the place with a pair of feet?

Suddenly, the physical strength of the palace steward finally reached its limit, and because the path was indeed too slippery, he accidentally slipped and fell. It's funny, but unfortunately, it still fell backwards, and Princess Jisra fell to the ground heavily, and the princess's elegant clothes were stained with endless mud.

But the princess didn't care about the pain. After being pulled up by Alicia, she limped and was dragged and continued to flee.

The steward of the court fell hard. He pulled out his dagger and threw it to the princess.

"Your Highness! Take your weapon for self-defense. Go away! Escape to the stables, get on your horse and run away!"

Alicia picked up the dagger instead of the princess, and the princess asked in a panic, "What about you?!"

"Leave me alone! I will block this place with my life!"

"You!" For a moment, the princess burst into tears.

Alicia casually pinned the sword to her elegant belt. She acted decisively like a female warrior, ignoring the dirt and pain of her feet, dragging the princess and continuing to flee.

At this moment, the palace steward stood up slowly and drew out his other dagger. Kiss the chest again

After the sterling silver cross in his mouth, he decided to go to the rear in the posture of a martyr.

In front of him were the Ross warriors rushing up with swords.

Such a door god-like guy blocked the road, and there were many people running away in a hurry behind him.

"You guys! Don't even think about passing!"

Askad didn't understand this phrase, but he could probably guess the meaning by looking at the current atmosphere. His brother was more decisive, and the wound crossbow flew past Askad's ear, and the steel needle-like arrows of an arrow hit the palace steward's forehead impartially, and everything was over.

Askad stepped over the dead body without any hesitation, and the warrior who had just finished shooting an arrow swiftly stepped on the string, then pulled out the quiver at his waist while running, and installed a light arrow.

For Princess Gisla, she has never run as fast as she does today in twelve years, and even her shoes are not made to adapt to running wild at all.

The small shoes suitable for walking in the garden also ran away abruptly. The princess didn't care about the smell of the wet ground. Her delicate feet were soon covered with mud, and she didn't care too much for survival.

"Your Highness, we'll be at the stables right away. Get on the horse and let's go!"

"Okay, I'll run. What about you!" At this moment, Gisla suddenly remembered that her sister-in-law had never learned to ride a horse.

Seeing Alicia's righteousness, she gritted her teeth and pointed at the dagger at her waist: "I will fight for you."

"No. You can't die."

"It's impossible

, let's go! "

At this moment, there are still some soldiers guarding the stables and warehouse area. These soldiers guarding the warehouse heard the noise not far away. It is very absurd that they, as city guards, are assigned the task of guarding the palace.

The material warehouse, those noises are afraid that the church is doing something again, right? After all, this is the capital of the kingdom, and there will be riots every month.

Suddenly, several women dressed as waiters jumped out and rushed towards the warehouse area. Behind them, there were two barefoot girls running wildly? They all wore elegant robes, and they had to run with their robes on their arms for the convenience of running.

Ordinary soldiers rarely have the opportunity to see the real faces of princes and princesses, especially the soldiers who are only ordered to guard the material warehouse, responsible for feeding horses, fire prevention, and carrying things, they are indeed alert.

Only a girl shouted in a crisp voice: "Get ready! Let Her Royal Highness escape!"

More than a dozen soldiers heard the shouts. They didn't realize what happened, but they saw some weird people rushing out of the cramped cargo alleyway.

The soldiers in white robes had blue lines on their bodies, and many people's clothes were stained with red things. Who are they? All the attire was not at all what a Frankish soldier should have.

No! Should it be? Normans? !

Some soldiers with round shields really exposed their identities, but it doesn't matter at all now.

Askad realized that the two escaped women might be noblewomen with extraordinary status, and the women who could be protected in the palace were also the daughters of the king? Or other senior personnel.

"Brothers, kill after me! The two women who escaped must be captured alive."

After saying that, Askad rushed up again with a vigorous step, and then paused vigilantly.

But he saw the dozen or so soldiers, they were soldiers after all, and now they didn't even bother to put on their armor because of the emergency, so they drew out their swords

He maintained a high level of alert and subconsciously protected the two fleeing girls.

However, this place has become a forbidden place. According to Braun Askad's order, some brothers have already rushed to the gate of this place, so he simply closed the open wooden door again. The five brothers formed a thin shield wall, so that this small External access to the warehouse and stable area was completely blocked.

Either kill these strange soldiers blocking the road, or climb to the top of the haystack in the stable and forcefully escape over the wall. Of course, even if it is really safe to escape outside the stone wall, the fugitives still have to cross the city road to the north gate and escape.

Now, Princess Gisla has realized that she is unable to escape, often the towering stone walls cannot be surpassed by a girl like herself. She stomped her feet anxiously, but saw her maid gently pulling her body, and then, the same immature body of the maid stood in front of her.

Alicia pulled out the dagger that was supposed to be the steward of the court, clenched it with both hands, and blocked the princess with her body.

"Your Highness, don't be afraid. Our soldiers will kill these villains." After that, she gestured to the dozen or so warriors who were confused: "They are assassins! Kill them! Protect the princess."

assassin? Although we can't figure out the situation, it is the duty of every soldier to clean up the assassins.

Facing a crowd of Frankish soldiers with swords drawn, Askad was unwilling to charge rashly. I am still too young, even though my twelve-year-old body is already very tall, my physique is still quite thin. When I really fight, I am definitely not as fierce as my father Arik, at least not enough for now.

"Hold on!" He gestured to his brothers with his sword, "Crossbow! Line up! Shoot!"

The two sides were instantly awkward in the small empty field of the stables and warehouses. It seemed that whoever launched the charge first would be the first to suffer the disadvantage.

However, the soldiers of the Ross Army who were present listened to the order to put out the shield wall, and the round shields covered with chalk mud were painted with blue cross patterns. It was Ross's paddle logo, but it gave the Frankish soldiers a strong shock, as if This strange and murderous army also believed in Christ.

No, just behind the shield wall are ten crossbowmen.

Askad was waiting for the opportunity, and when the time came, he said to the doctor: "Get ready! Brothers, bow down!"

The shield wall instantly became shorter

Go, ten crossbowmen shoot at the same time.

Those Frankish soldiers received this round of shooting physically, and four of them fell to the ground in pain.

Dazed, they suddenly didn't know what to do, but Askad launched a decisive attack.

The shield wall pressed up, and the crossbowmen dropped their weapons, drew their swords and joined the fray. It was just that three punches were hard to beat with four hands. After an extremely violent chaotic battle, all the Frankish soldiers present were stabbed down one after another, and then they were given a few more swords until they were confirmed dead.

Askad's face was spattered with a lot of blood, and the steel sword was also dripping blood.

"Are you all right?" Seeing that the killing was over, he asked casually.

"I hurt my arm! It's not serious," one yelled.

"Bjorn was stabbed in the stomach! I'm afraid it will die!"

Hearing that, Askad turned his head, and indeed saw a boy lying beside his companion, vomiting blood in pain.

But this is war. The war that the Seventh Banner participated in for the first time continued to pay the price of casualties, and the wounded or killed brothers ushered in their own destiny.

Askad

Regardless of his own casualties, he took off his helmet to reveal his true face.

Because at this moment, he could see that the two girls in front of him were probably aristocrats, their immature faces were full of tears, and a special emotion welled up in his heart, as if an inexplicable and great power was secretly admonishing: "Rush up quickly!" , they are all your slaves."

slave? Maybe.

Looking at the current scene, a girl with black curly hair is crying with grief and anger. She is holding a dagger inlaid with gemstones in both hands, and the scabbard that fell on the mud has gold patterns. She was barefoot and dirty, but her clothes were obviously very elegant.

"A down-and-out Valkyrie?" He muttered casually, and he heard the brothers watching the excitement start to encourage him.

Indeed, slaves should be enjoyed by the boss first, and this has always been the rule.

As a member of the Ross royal family, Askad received cultural education, and was taught by his heroic father, Arik, to be brave and ruthless~www.mtlnovel.com~ He has also reached the age when he should like women. Based on these educations, No matter how beautiful a weak woman is, her speech is not as good as her own speech. It is just a militant female warrior, especially a female warrior who is on the opposite side of herself.

Beat her! Control her! get her! married her!

It seems that only in this way can he prove that he is a real man.

A female warrior of opposites? The black-haired girl in front of me is probably like this. What's more, she is indeed very beautiful, with big bright eyes that are fascinating, and the most special thing is this black hair.

A girl with black hair, high nose bridge and big eyes, still fair skin. Could this be the legendary Romans? Did black-haired Romans really exist?

Such a concept came to mind.

As for the crying girl in the back, she looked like a weak rabbit no matter what. Is she pretty? no! It is less than one-tenth of the girl holding the sword in front of me.

The girl holding the sword in front of me must get her!

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