Rise of Rurik Chapter 443

The people of Baisha Port don't want to fight decisively with the guys in the north, but they will not hesitate to fight when the enemy comes.

Three men in helmets and chain mail stood on the low soil wall, watching the approaching army with mixed feelings.

"Sure enough, it's from Ross. Damn it." Chief Carl's forehead was full of blue veins, and because of the trembling, the gray beard was also trembling.

"Are you afraid?" As the leader Walmon questioned, he was also worried.

"How could I be afraid of them? The time to come is here now, fight them!"

"But, it looks like they have a lot of troops."

"Yes." Carl gritted his teeth. "They are so crowded, they are not necessarily strong."

"You are right." The also very worried leader Lulav knew he had no right to refuse to fight. "Brothers, now only our three families can unite to defeat these enemies. Damn, who would have thought that they were actually Attack from behind."

"Knowing this long ago, we should strengthen the defense of the east."

"Stop talking. Carl, rectify your people, we all go to war." After that, the leader of Lulav took the lead to jump off the dirt wall.

Three leaders, three families, all men and women know that they have reached the moment of life and death.

They cannot hesitate, and there is no qualification for hesitation.

The three families raised a group of private soldiers, and a large number of fishermen lived together. In the sea, they are both fishermen and pirates. Baisha Port is everyone's home port and a place to store their belongings. There is a saying that people can escape for their lives in a small boat, so the accumulated wealth can be taken away in an instant?

A gang of enemies came, their clothes were very neat and neat and tidy.

However, the battle did not start. Who knows if they are strong outsiders and attackers in the middle?

The people of Baisha Port did not make a second plan. The leaders ordered the battle. The 900 men who were always ready for the northerners to take up their weapons at this moment. They drove the sheep back to the stables, handed out self-protection weapons to the women, and left the low wall one after another.

A group of differently dressed people jumped from the low earth wall with their colorfully painted shields. Some people are obviously waving hand axes or swords. Their weapons and helmets reflect a distinct metallic color in the sunlight.

Rurik has gotten out of the reindeer cart, and his soldiers are also actively removing the armor from the cart and putting them on quickly.

He squinted and put his hands on his eyebrows to cover the dazzling sunlight.

Harrodsson stood beside Rurik, and pointed his sword forward rebelliously: "It looks like those guys are provoking. How about? Let the Mellaren people try it out first."

Rurik calmed down, and saw more enemies still standing up: "I think we shouldn't be impulsive."

"Are you worried about them? As for?"

"It's better to be cautious. Even if the Mellaren are just mercenaries, don't die fearlessly. They have other tasks."

"Your plan is..."

Rurik raised his head and looked up at Haro Zossen's beard: "Let all the warriors of the Second Banner of the Warriors on board the armor, arrange the array, and no attack is allowed without my order."

After that, he called Metzasta and Kejas from Corvin and gave them the task of archery.

The elite mercenaries of Rurik and the sailors who got off the ship, their main task was to control the ten-seater torsion slingshot. Together with other shooters, they must first give the enemy a long-range strike.

The enemy's front had better be a major flaw, so that hundreds of desperadoes like Mellaren mercenaries could be sent to kill.

The troops immediately began preparations, and in the eyes of the soldiers in Baisha Port, the invading Rus stopped.

Do not! The Ross people only held on for a while, and they soon continued to approach the earth wall at a slow pace, very neatly.

Isn't fighting just a larger-scale group fight?

The nervous Baishagang men, from teenage boys to fifty-year-old old guys, have their families in battle, and there are even female fighters disguised as men. They wear helmets and armor, and it is extremely difficult to distinguish their gender.

They spontaneously formed a shield wall. The shields of the first row of soldiers were stacked on top of each other. More than 900 people formed a dense, long formation with a width of about 150 meters, intending to fight the enemy with ease.

There were some people standing on the earth wall. It was a group of boys and a few bow-holders. Children have developed a good sling ability while shepherding sheep, and bow bearers are good at hunting birds with short oak bows.

This is the "long-range force" of the soldiers at Baisha Port, and their existence can be called a trifling matter.

The Ross army reorganized the army, and the team steadily advanced on the flat white sandy beach. Artemisia thatch is just a boring obstacle. Rürik is still at the forefront of the team, behind him is a group of blue and white tones. Elite Ross warrior.

The flag team flag held high by the flag bearer is announcing his identity as a Rusman to the enemy.

White sails are sewn or dyed with crossed blue stripes. Only the Rus can do this. Other tribes or families will use more complicated patterns to describe themselves. In this regard, the Russ picture is really simple. The simplicity also has its own advantages, so that even simple people can instantly recognize the people of Rus.

The uniform Ross army is like a moving glacier, that army is unstoppable!

The people in Baisha Port were quite self-confident. As the distance between the two armies gradually approached, that self-confidence was quickly fading. They began to think of the horror of being looted by Russ ships when they were fishing at sea.

Maybe the decisive battle is not a good idea!

The three chiefs, Carl, Volmon, and Lulav, all retreat in their hearts, because no one threatened to run for their lives in honor. At least there is a chance to escape. Although everyone's ships have lost a lot in the conflicts of the past two or three years, the remaining ships are enough for the nobles to escape urgently.

The distance between the two sides got closer and closer, until Rurik felt that it was almost two hundred meters.

He hurriedly ordered: "Shooter, slingshot! To the front! The Merlaren, divided into two parts, stand on both sides of the Ross flag team!"

Soon, a group of shooting troops stood up in front of Rurik. The soldiers behind him also visually inspected the enemy's position. They also arranged a denser formation with a width of nearly one hundred and fifty meters, only the strength here. As many as 1,200 people!

Elite mercenaries are holding steel-armed crossbows. The sailors who disembark are responsible for pushing two-wheeled trolleys equipped with torsion slingshots (towed by reindeer carts during transportation). Corvin warriors are holding longbows and wooden crossbows, bows and projectiles. All are ready.

How to judge the distance of the enemy?

Rurik stretched out his right hand, pointed his thumb at the enemy's array, and estimated the appropriate distance.

He was walking slowly, his soldiers maintained a high degree of vigilance, and the huge team maintained basic order until the archer troops entered the attack range.

"It's now, stop!"

The Ross army gradually stopped, and the people who passed by also returned to the team, intending to fight with the enemy.

Rurik had no other thoughts, he simply walked into his own shooting force and ordered: "Take a bow! Let an arrow!"

Boys like Kanuf and Fisk raised the steel-armed crossbow to a large angle, and the circlips were stuck with ordinary bow arrows. This is not in line with the shooting of weapons, since the actual combat proved The saw-short steel arm crossbow can forcibly shoot a long and light arrow, so it will be fired. Anyway, the design of the arrow's spin feather design has a strong ability to correct deviation.

In the first round of the salvo, nearly two hundred arrows rushed towards the array of soldiers in Baisha Harbor with the cries caused by the whirl feathers.

A lot of strange things are approaching! That is a blow from the sky!

Gravity bestows the arrows with great power, and their damage to the armor-clad is certainly limited. However, most of the soldiers in Baishagang only wear common clothes, or are covered with an extra layer of cowhide or sheepskin.

Many people were hit by arrows, and they immediately fell down and wailed in pain. Someone was pierced in the neck on the spot, and their blood vessels were cut off by deliberately made clusters of wide-blade arrows, and they were quickly killed in the painful giggles.

The shocked people began to lift up their shields of different sizes, but the Russ were hit by a new and more deadly blow.

Rurik's right hand fell suddenly, and ten torsion slingshots were launched at the same time!

The war has reached this point and there is nothing to hide. The army does not fight naval battles, but plans to occupy land rights and grab the enemy's port. Then the cone-head cast iron bullets dedicated to destroying ships, now their task is to pierce through. The enemy's shield and body.

The projectile body had inclined dents when it was cast, and ten projectiles rotated and smashed at an enemy about 130 meters away in a relatively low and flat parabola.

This distance is very close, and it can be said that it is far away. Any long-range weapon at such a distance from the residents of Baisha Port is powerless.

The projectile pierced the shield, causing the sawdust from the front row of soldiers to fly across, and the projectile pierced deeply into the soldier's body.

Someone was hit in the head, and the head, which was protected by iron skin and lock armor, was now directly embedded in the iron block and died on the spot.

The soldiers in Baisha Port suffered a sudden blow. As many as fifty people immediately lost their fighting ability. Some people were slightly injured, but they were no longer strong enough to continue fighting.

Their minds were blank, and the three leaders were taken aback. Just as this group of people became uneasy, the second round of blows from the Roths came again!

Kevin's longbowmen are already old fritters on the battlefield. Besides, Mezzasta wants to show other Corvinans. Although the number of his tribe of steel squirrels is small, the soldiers are powerful elites.

With thirty longbows shooting arrows at intervals of about ten seconds, the speed of the crossbow is much slower. As for torsion slingshots, they have become free shooting.

The long-range firepower of the Ross people is no longer a wave attack, it seems to be a chaotic style of play.

Rurik didn't want to say anything, he was pleased to see his army uninterrupted firepower.

A large number of arrows fell from the sky, and another cast iron projectile easily harvested life. The former can also use a shield (with poor penetration of light arrows) to resist, as for the latter, it seems that the best defense is the body of a comrade.

The Russian army's attack continued, and the longbowmen frequently pulled high-pound longbows, and the soreness of the arms gradually became apparent.

The crossbow is still powerful, but the warriors who stepped on the string quickly lost their absolute strength in their arms and had to take turns to use the winch to wind.

The only efficient way is the torsion slingshot. Since the firing angle is fixed, only two people need to keep turning the wooden winch. When the saw is suitable, the third person reloads the projectile by pulling off the fixed latch and launching it.

"You... are gradually losing your energy? This can't work!"

For this battle, Liurik prepared some more arrows very carefully, and he was beaten up by all the arrows. Obviously his subordinates lacked the physical strength in this area.

The archers have fired as many as four thousand arrows and more than one hundred cast iron bullets. Among them, the longbowmen performed extremely crazy, and the price was that they were exhausted.

But the enemy, they didn't collapse? !

Rurik looked not far away and murmured: "You are really strong enemies, so disciplined? Fortunately, I didn't let the Mellaren rush. Are you okay now? You should be about to be unable to hold on! "

So, what is the situation with the soldiers in Baisha Port?

This "army" of 900 people has as many as 400 casualties! Two hundred of them have been killed or seriously injured, and the rest endured the pain of the wound, gritted their teeth and continued to persist.

Carl among the three leaders, he was on the front line, and soon after the battle started, he was broken by the cast iron bullet of the Rus! Even though he himself protected his face with a shield, the strong impact still broke his cervical spine.

Although the other leader Lulav was protected by warriors, many long tapered swords designed to counteract the chain mail pierced his torso. At first he could still stand strong, but the continuous destruction of internal organs and bleeding finally defeated the soldier.

There was only one leader, Walmon, who had no time to cry in grief and anger, and had no time to be afraid, so he held his shield and held on to his soldiers.

It can be said that this group of people is fighting in a daze, so they are beaten here. They are not stupid, they are just facing unprecedented fighting methods and witnessing incredible casualties. Their morale continues to decline, and it seems that they are almost on the verge of collapse. As for why the army did not flee, it is not only because many people have forgotten to escape in shock, but also There are many people whose warrior belief drives this strong body, unable to escape in the sun or under the watchful eyes of God. If you want to die, die on the battlefield!

Perhaps if the shooting continues, all the enemies in Baisha Port will be shot alive.

The elite Ross warrior has become a spectator, and the battle seems to be a magnificent performance by the Corvins who are the servants of the duke and defeated.

Harrodsson was very pleased, his son Knuff, at least this kid is not at all merciful in shooting arrows against the enemy.

It seems that it doesn't make much sense to continue archery.

"End here! Archer! Rest! Slingshot! Rest!"

Rurik yelled at the simplest possible vocabulary, restraining his subordinates' offensive.

In this way, like the soldiers of Baisha Port who were constantly struck by deadly hail, they could finally change their minds and look at their battered front, witnessing the tragedy of the surrounding brothers, their bloodshot eyes almost burst. .

In the chaos, Walmon didn't know that his two old buddies were dead. He called the name of the response, and got terrible news from the soldiers of the neighboring family.

escape!

This thought stimulated Walmon's mind. Look at this messy front. As long as the Ross people continue to shoot arrows, everyone standing here will be a living target. There is no need for everyone to die in the evening!

The Ross people don't shoot arrows now, it must be because they are a bit tired. When they rest, it's not...

Then lead the remaining mercenaries to rush to fight?

Maybe this is the only way to go! At least now is a rare window period.

Walmon held his iron sword in his hand and called out: "Brothers! Their arrows are gone! Follow me! Even if you die in battle, you die as a soldier! Let's go to Valhalla, and go to the dusk of the gods to continue fighting. ..."

He roared loudly and piercingly, but there were few followers.

Everyone was shocked by the unprecedented arrow strikes, as if they were the bird to be shot, so weak and meaningless to die.

Walmon took more than a dozen steps, and he was ready to die in battle, but his men were actually dumbfounded.

He stomped his feet in grief and anger: "You guys...you fools...really slaves?! Where are my soldiers? Give you money and food, but you are in a daze?!"

He continued to yell, hoping to get more people to follow him desperately and die like a soldier.

Lurik has clearly seen the formation of the opponent's stand-up and active movement~www.mtlnovel.com~ This stepped up to force Heliger: "You Mälaren people must not be slow! They are going to attack. ! Now you rush over!"

Heliger is not young anymore. He now has the authorization to plunder from the Roths. Although he is a mercenary, he rushes to kill him, catching slaves, cattle and sheep, and giving it to the leader of Roth with money. . As for the general property robbed, especially the clothes and iron weapons, they all belonged to him.

The two wings of Mellaren are all dressed in simple brown linen clothes, which is rough and not good clothes.

However, everyone was almost in a state of extreme poverty before they voted in the Russian army. They expected to be rich and wealthy in this battle, possessing a decent outfit and reliable tools and weapons.

These Meralen mercenaries, whom Olegin considered to be inferior, are now showing their courage not to be underestimated.

Nearly six hundred men in khaki-colored clothes held high shields and weapons, and they didn't talk about any battle rules, like a group of wild beasts rushing toward the enemy.

At this point, the surviving soldiers of the Baisha Port Army in a daze finally began to collapse. It seemed that the remaining battles were meaningless, and the headless flies began to escape quietly...

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