Rise of Rurik Chapter 1431

Remember [new] in one second! The Russian cavalry once again showed Parthian tactics. They once again divided into two wings and turned back to kill.

There was no need for Fisk to give detailed orders. The cavalry soldiers knew exactly what they should do.

Their legs tightened around the horse's belly, and they volleyed sideways as the horse sped past the tangled mass of the enemy.

Although each ride carries a basic number of arrows, that is still a full thirty!

A recurve bow and a bag of arrows are inseparable items for the Ross cavalry. Such arrow equipment seems not enough to fight a high-intensity battle. It is enough to deal with these "blue warriors" who don't even have armor.

Looking at these Prussian warriors, most of them only had a small wooden shield with a diameter equal to the length of their forearm.

The small wooden shield is a blocking tool during fighting. Its tactical effect is to flexibly and accurately block the enemy's various weapons, and then hit it with your own sword or ax with a fatal blow.

The Prussians came for close combat, but were attacked by prairie cavalry in this open wheat field.

They tried in vain to cover their faces with shields, but the extremely fast arrows easily pierced the warrior's body.

The cone-shaped armor-piercing arrow digs holes in the soldier's body and sinks into the soldier's body. If it misses vital points such as the heart and lungs, the seriously injured soldier can still fight.

The Prussians on the periphery were hit by arrows. To the surprise of the cavalry, these tattooed men and women had to stand up strong even if they were vomiting blood.

Not many people were shot down. Those who were injured actively or passively used their own flesh and blood as human shields to bear the arrow blows for the brothers behind.

The Prussians' bow counterattacks were extremely weak;

Iron arrow clusters, and more of them are sharpened bone fragments.

The Ross cavalry completed the second round of attacks without any injuries. Each flag team gathered their own men. Each cavalry was a huge presence. When they gathered together, they built a black wall.

The high-speed impact just now slightly consumed the horse's physical strength. The horse's big head was floating up and down and breathing heavily. The cavalrymen still had their arrows on the bow handles. They knew that the captain was waiting for Boss Fisk's third round of attack orders. The men and horses took advantage of the situation. Take the opportunity to take a breather.

"It's really strange. These people didn't fall to the ground even after being hit by arrows. They obviously have no armor, but they would rather have arrow shafts on their bodies to fight me? Don't the Prussians know pain?" Fisk sighed proudly at the enemy's bravery.

"Boss," the flag bearer asked, "Do you want to continue attacking?"

"Don't worry. Let me see the situation! Damn it, we were just grazing quietly, and we were targeted by this group of people..."

Fisker was cautious at this moment, even a little too cautious.

He didn't know whether what he saw in front of him was all of the enemy or just the vanguard of the enemy.

The Russian army has fought many large-scale wars in the past, and just two months ago the cavalry fought a big battle in Mezot. If the enemy in front of us is so weak, there is nothing wrong with using the current condition of the cavalry to slowly torture the enemy to the point of annihilation.

Fisk still felt something was fishy. Besides, even if it is a battle, it does not mean that the cavalry must fight.

He wanted to ensure that the cavalry regiment suffered no losses as much as possible before entering the Frankish world. The most important thing was the precious horses. Even if the horses were to die in battle, they had to be sacrificed on the Frankish battlefield, not inexplicably in the mouth of the king.

The wonderful Sambia Peninsula.

He said to himself again: "Our bows and arrows have a distance advantage. It's better to sit on horseback and keep distance to attack."

Indeed, these recurve bows can throw Ross's mass-produced light arrows up to 300 meters away, but such arrows rely entirely on the potential energy of falling gravity. They are meaningless to soldiers wearing iron armor, but they are useless to soldiers even with linen cloth. The enemy who is reluctant to wear clothes actually becomes a tactical advantage.

The Prussian bows or spear throwers could only throw their weapons a hundred meters away. Fisk was keenly aware of the huge surprise in the combat readiness between the enemy and ourselves. He needed some time to adjust, and then, he relied on the advantage of the bow's range to take advantage!

He summoned a few soldiers to serve as messengers: "Go and tell the captains of each banner that everyone rides on the top of the horse and shoots. When the enemy attacks, we will retreat, and when the enemy retreats, we will advance. We keep shooting, and each person shoots twenty arrows. All. Men heard the call to attack and fired freely.”

The order was divided into four parts, and the orderly soldiers quickly passed the boss's instructions to each flag team.

Brody, Swain and Carl were all surprised by Fisk's determination.

When did mounted archers become mounted archers? Now that Fisk thought of some tricks, the brothers had no choice but to implement them.

Just when the Russian army was taking a short rest, the Prussian army, which had suffered two sap blows, finally had time to figure out its situation.

Nervous people were screaming and calling, and the brother who was shot was being supported by his companions and wailing in pain.

High Priest Turk finally walked out of the crowd, and his figure in chainmail was soon seen by the Ross warriors who were eyeing him in the distance. in a group of blues

A guy with a strongly reflective body suddenly appeared among the soldiers, and it was impossible not to take him seriously.

Fisk saw this situation accurately, and a smile appeared on his calm face: "It seems that the enemy's commander-in-chief has appeared."

"Yes." The flag officer sighed: "His warriors are covered in tattoos, and he himself is wearing armor. I really don't know if he is brave or a coward."

"It doesn't matter. All the enemies you see will die anyway." Fisk glanced at the trumpeter again: "When I feel ready, you will blow the trumpet, and then... kill!"

A man wearing chainmail and wearing a wolf's head stood in front of the formation.

Turk waved the iron sword in his hand and shouted curses in the local language, and his soldiers were also excited.

He cursed for a while, then looked at the injured brothers lying on the ground struggling and squirming, and then thought about the lone man who had just been killed. This is no longer a once-in-lifetime grudge. Revenge for the altar of Pusketis is the reason for sending troops. Now the enemy's performance has confirmed the villain's evil intention to conquer the region and massacre everyone.

The sun was up, and he held his blacksmith high. It was already afternoon, and the hot sunlight made the iron sword warm and dazzling.

"God of Thunder! Give us power!" With a cry, Leader Turk bared his teeth and glanced at the brothers and sisters behind him: "Real Prussian warriors, follow me! Charge! Kill them!"

They would never sit still and wait for death. Following Turk's order, more than 2,000 Prussians entered the Russian cavalry and launched an attack. As far as the eye could see, there were soldiers with blue tattoos everywhere. They left their injured brothers behind and carried various weapons. The cavalry must be attacked regardless of priority.

"Ouch

? ! Infantry attacking me? They are really crazy. "

Fisk immediately gave the order, and the soldiers who were already ready began their performance after hearing the horn command.

The Prussian archers ran with their bows, hoping to hit their opponents after reaching the right position. Prussian horsemen were also mixed in with their chaotic infantry. Unfortunately, these more than a hundred crude cavalry were unable to exert their tactical advantage.

The air was filled with the whizzing sound of arrows, and those armor-piercing arrows whirled down from the sky, easily piercing the shoulders, necks, and even embedded in the skulls of the running Prussians.

"Raise your shields above your head, everyone, run quickly! The cavalry who catch up with them will chop their horses to death." Turk ordered loudly, and he himself was a very conspicuous flag.

Wherever Turk ran wildly, that was the direction of the main attack.

It's just that he ignored that although he was extremely brave in taking the lead in charging, this bravery has turned into recklessness.

The Prussians ran wildly under the rain of arrows. Even if they were hit, as long as they could get up, they would stumble to their feet, pick up their weapons and continue to join the attack, ignoring the arrows stuck in their bodies.

The Ross cavalry stood and fired at fixed points in the wheat field. They deliberately kept a distance. Seeing that the enemy was very close, each horseman turned around and moved backward.

A strange scene soon appeared on the battlefield.

Ross's cavalry formed four combat units according to their organization. Each unit retreated collectively to the coastal camp, and the soldiers turned around and fired arrows at the pursuing enemy.

Many people noticed the armored man who was charging forward among the enemies, but it was really necessary for the thrown arrows to hit the running man.

Depends on luck.

The whizzing sound of arrows kept ringing in Leader Turk's ears. He was filled with blood and his mind was blank. He ignored that his charging brothers were shot down, not to mention that he was actually being taken care of by the mounted archers.

While retreating and releasing arrows, the soldiers were required to shoot freely. The mass-produced arrows were not made by the soldiers themselves, so they did not feel distressed when shooting. They used the "kite-flying" tactic to always maintain a non-contact state, to continuously The firepower of the Prussians continued to weaken the effectiveness of the Prussians and undermine their morale, and also conveniently lured them to Ross's coastal camp.

The former residents of Pusketis Altar deliberately retained a large area of ​​coastal woodland as a windbreak to protect the farmland in the south. Many residential houses are also hidden in this forest.

Vahavanin and his men drove the large reindeer herd in a well-trained retreat. The skills they had developed in the past to avoid the Karelian sneak attacks allowed them to escape from the battlefield calmly.

Of course, a huge herd of deer suddenly appeared in the big camp, and they quickly ruined the vacation of many soldiers.

All the deer herders were shouting two words in simple Norse: "Prussia! Attack!"

Although the words were short enough to arouse everyone's vigilance, after all, a melodious and dull war horn suddenly sounded from the south, and the bursting shouts there also stirred the hearts of the soldiers.

Who still wants to play poker or pet cats? The junior officers quickly organized their own troops before receiving orders from their superiors. They hurriedly helped each other put on their plate armor, put their shields on their backs, and then left the temporary barracks with their weapons to assemble outdoors.

Vahavanen learned that the king was still sunbathing on the beach, and he hurriedly rushed to the parking lot.

On the beach of the longship, I saw that Rurik, who had heard the wind, had become erect.

The short Vahavanen ran away, not caring about any salutes, and muttered anxiously in Finnish dialect: "It's the Prussians! There are Prussians everywhere, and they are coming for revenge."

"What? It's really them?! What are you afraid of?"

Rurik had already expected it, and he immediately remembered what happened in Palanga. After the army easily captured Palanga, due to a traitor's tip, only one night later, the Kretinga people with extremely strong mobility He took the initiative to attack, even if it was to hit the stone with an egg.

Rurik had lost his natural awe of the Prussians, but now that he learned of the enemy's rapid counterattack, he had to regain his awe.

He immediately rushed to the camp and called on all the soldiers to take up arms and assemble immediately in the open fields to the south, even though he learned that the cavalry must have been engaged in fierce fighting with the enemy.

Thinking of the Prussians' strong mobility and execution ability, and against these courageous enemies, the Russian army responded to their bravery with the strongest weapons.

He was very pleased to see that his warriors had been armed on a large scale, and warriors carrying large shields were standing everywhere near the mound altar.

"Vahavanen!" he said excitedly.

"exist."

"Organize your men for war."

"Ah?" Vahavanen was shocked, "Are we going to join the war too?"

"Your men will march with their bows on me. This time we will kill all the invading Prussians. This time, all who can fight will be taken."

So at Rurik's whim, only a small number of non-combatants stayed in the camp, including Verika, Blackbird and all the others.

The military priest of the Ministry.

Even the craftsmen who accompanied the army were required to carry weapons and go into battle as infantry.

However, the heavy plate armor was still on the big ship. The Russian army only wore lightweight mass-produced plate armor and vests. The matching neck guards, arm guards, shoulder guards and leg guards suddenly had no time to put on them due to the incident.

All the torsion slingshots used in the camp, which had been mounted on quickly detachable carts, were now being wheeled to the southern battlefield.

Rurik's fighting spirit was high, and the soldiers went to the battlefield happily.

The Prussians are weak! Everyone reached a consensus on this matter, so if the cavalry defeated the enemy by themselves, the brothers would have no merit in battle.

A large number of Russian warriors did not even put on blue and white cloth robes. They wore black plate armor and vests. They hurriedly tied Yuandu to their left arms and rushed towards the south holding steel swords in their right hands.

Armed craftsmen and bow-wielding deer herders were convinced that even the king himself would lead the charge in this battle. The infantry and the navy who were resting ashore were as active in the attack as if they were attending a wedding. This was a win-win game with a favorable wind. We were late. But I can't get any loot at all.

The sound of horns and drums was heard everywhere in Ross's camp, and even the leaves were shaken by the strong vibration.

Rurik himself rarely entered the battlefield as an infantryman, and was so arrogant that he did not wear a helmet. He deliberately put on the gold laurel wreath, just to let his own people pay attention to their king standing on the front line, and also to deliberately let the enemy pay attention. Until the true king comes to this Prussian territory.

However, when the Ross infantry gradually left the cover of the forest, they saw the Ross cavalry retreating while fighting, and the Ross cavalry holding arrows.

The "Blue Prussians" continued their charge.

"Are you finally here?!" Fisk glanced at the friendly troops who had arrived one after another and began to spontaneously set up the shield wall. Among them, he saw a tall and strange man with blond hair and a laurel crown that shone in the sun.

"It's the King!" Fisk was so happy that he raised his bow and shouted with all his strength: "Brothers! The King is here! Stop retreating!"

The cavalry actually lost their way back, as their retreat was blocked by the infantry arriving one after another.

The noble cavalry was by no means withdrawing, but merely lured the enemy to the camp, allowing the Russian army to swarm forward to complete the annihilation battle that everyone loved.

There was no clear communication, everything relied on tacit understanding, and now the Russian army launched a deadly all-out attack on the attacking Prussians.

At the same time, the Prussians, who had been on the offensive, continued to charge like a truck with a broken brake. Even though the soldiers were already a little tired, they saw the sudden appearance of the huge enemy and the typical Danish "shield". Formation." They didn't have time to be frightened and still bravely rushed forward.

"Sure enough, they are the invading Danes! Warriors blessed by the God of Thunder! Follow me and charge forward! Even if you die in Pusketis, it will be our happiness." The call of leader Turk was drowned in the shouts of the Prussians. .

These blue warriors continued to advance against the arrows of the Ross army.

At this moment, the Ross cavalry was extremely cunning and carried out maneuvers. Fisk and other four cavalry groups gave up their positions and presented the basically organized shield wall behind them to the Prussians who had been greatly weakened.

Rurik rarely becomes a frontline player

Shit, he didn't feel the slightest danger.

He himself was also infected by the warm atmosphere and resolutely stayed on the front line with his soldiers. The soldiers noticed that the king was here. No one thought that the king would encounter the front line. On the contrary, the morale of the army was at its peak. .

The fight begins...

The outcome of the fight is already determined.

Four infantry flag teams built an unbreakable shield wall, and the steel swords stabbed mercilessly. Behind the first row of soldiers were sword and shield bearers on standby, assisting in the fight with the soldiers holding halberds.

All those who could not participate in the frontline combat were armed with bows. The single wooden bows that the Russian army heavily equipped for this expedition came in handy in this battle.

A ruthless meat grinder advanced in a blur of flesh and blood, and the Prussian frontline soldiers were cut by its weapons. The soldiers behind had to pay attention to the arrows falling from the sky at all times, and their density was even worse than before.

As for the cavalry, they actually withdrew to the side of the battlefield and seemed to be watching all this quietly.

In the fierce battle, even if he is as powerful as Rurik, he chooses to fight side by side with the soldiers, and he becomes a small part in this huge war machine.

The same was true for Turk, the commander of this Prussian army.

Turk, who is known as the "Blood Priest", had no escape route. He chose to attack decisively and finally seek mercy.

Turk died, his body trampled under the feet of the advancing Rus' warriors. UU reading www.uukansｈhu． com No one noticed that the deceased was the only man wearing chain mail in the Prussian army. His body was killed by subsequent Russian soldiers to ensure his death. He never thought until his death that the person who killed him was not a Dane.

In the chaotic battle, the Prussians had no chance of breaking through the direction of the Russian army.

, when they discovered that they had a serious military disadvantage, it was already too late.

No one noticed that their leader had died in battle, and gradually people began to instinctively evacuate. At a critical point, the retreat of a few people turned into a collapse.

At this time, the Ross cavalry, who had taken a rest, joined in the final pursuit.

The cavalrymen drew their swords and rushed away, ruthlessly stabbing the enemy in the back. It was rare for more than a thousand cavalrymen to launch a risky group attack, and it was only this one attack. When the iron hoofs passed by the wind and the remaining clouds, only some spirit was left on the battlefield. The collapsed Prussians were still hanging on.

At this moment, even if Rurik ordered to "leave one alive", it would be too late.

The Russian soldiers had the mentality of blood sacrifice to Odin. They shouted Odin's name. The shield wall disintegrated in an instant, and the entire army rushed to kill them regardless of priority. Finally, on this peaceful afternoon, the coastal wheat fields of Samba became the entire peninsula. The burial place of the elite Prussian militiamen in the area...

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