Rise of Rurik Chapter 595

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In the memory of the Yorkians, the city has never encountered an attack of this magnitude.

Even if the Messiah's army had occupied here, the Messiah's army did not have such a scale, not to mention that their arrival was not a siege. It was the king of Northumbria who showed loyalty to many parties, and the whole process was rather peaceful.

It's good now, the Viking demons who landed suddenly, they are threatening to swallow everything up.

At least the wooden walls and stone walls gave the fighters guarding the capital some courage.

Earl Greywood stood at the head of the city and tried his best to direct his men to shoot arrows against him.

The arrow flew from the city wall, hitting the attacker's wooden shield heavily, and it also fell on the riverside muddy ground like a reed.

There is also a wooden wall in front of the stone wall. Inside the wooden wall is the outer city of York.

Outer Guocheng is very small and there are not many houses. The houses here are mostly wooden sheds, and this is where the bazaar is located.

Many of the agricultural products that are being traded, as well as pots and pans of pottery, are too late to be shipped to the inner city.

The arrival of the Vikings was so sudden, who would have thought that the huge fleet would directly break into the Uth River?

Seeing that the arrows couldn't stop the Vikings' attacks, Gray Wood seemed to be cursing besides stomping his feet with anger.

The warriors with bows burst into blue veins on their faces, and they gritted their teeth and insisted on shooting arrows. The little priest holding the cross stood on the wall, begging God to give the warriors courage, and then begging God to drive away these barbarians.

But the priests huddled in the battlements one after another, shivering against the walls, and even diapers with fright.

This is the war? The farmers who fought for the first time were shocked. They only dared to transport arrows, stones and wooden sticks to the city wall. The only ones who were fighting were the soldiers wearing the orange robes of the Kingdom Army, with only 600 people.

Magnut is always strong, facing the "Horse City" York, he is not afraid of the stone wall, but arouses his strong desire to conquer.

"This city is more interesting than my hometown. If I rule here in the future, this city must be my core."

Magnuth thinks beautifully, and his Balmerk warriors are also very strong.

But what are the Ross people doing?

Regardless of them, the glory belongs to the Balmerks!

The most ferocious Balmerk army rushed to the wooden wall of Outer Guocheng, and the low-rise tower on the outermost floor, and the Northumbrian fighters who had thrown arrows had fled to the inner city of the stone wall.

Only some arrows descended from the sky with the help of the terrain, which caused some injuries to the Balmerks, and nothing more.

They waved the rope to hang on the wooden wall, and everyone worked together to open the gap.

Biyuni even found a big wooden stake nearby. He greeted more than 30 people holding this object and screamed directly to open the wooden door of the outer Guocheng.

Gray Woold, who thought that the wooden wall of the outer city would be able to resist for a while, was no longer shocked but general.

"Warriors! Here they are! Keep the gates! Push the wooden cart into the hole and block it!"

A large amount of debris began to block the gates, as did all four gates in York. The merchant vehicles that fled into the city were expropriated, and a large amount of wood, stones and even mud were piled up on it. The wooden cart was then pushed into the door to unload the wheels and become a huge obstacle.

York has never encountered such an attack. How to defend the city, the locals also lacked organs to calculate.

The gate is not a lifting iron mesh gate, and there is no mechanism for dumping hot oil, and there is even no moat or moat.

Apart from bows and arrows, the only weapons they can use to defend the city are stones.

But the Balmerks came in a hurry, as dumbfounded when they really got to the city.

Some fighters tried to climb the stone wall directly, either their heads shattered by stones, or they were stabbed to death by spears.

Biyuni wanted to use a wood to smash the door open, but the method was almost in vain.

The battlefield was in anxiety, and Arik, who had already brought dozens of brothers to the front line, thought of the battle against Borgholm.

He restrained his men and ordered: "Crossbow! Support our allies."

It is impossible for Arik to attack others. He doesn't want to die now, but his men are all preparing for melee combat. They carry no more than ten crossbows, and they are all light goods modified from short wooden bows. The support is destined to be limited.

The Balmerks began to suffer injuries and death, all of which was in the observation of Rurik.

The soldiers of the fleet gritted their teeth and watched the battle anxiously. They wanted to join the battle, but everyone already knew the Duke's order.

Except for the Sperosville and two cargo ships docking and landing without authorization, the other ships followed the Aphrodite.

The main force of the fleet was photographed along the river into a double column, and then anchored in the river, with the sides facing York, and the torsion slingshots began to accumulate power.

Two sail cruisers, the Aphrora and the Duke of Ostara. Four sail destroyers, Mercury, Venus, Mona and Mas. In this way, a total of 22 torsion slingshots on the sideboard were assembled, and 9 torsion slingshots of nine armed cargo ships were added to help.

Due to the narrowness of the Maas River and the straightness of the current flight segment to York City, the Ross Fleet was stunned by a double vertical array.

Rurik was excited and ordered with a sword, "Shoot at York! Support the friendly forces! Cast iron bullets, free launch!"

The flagship five slingshots attacked at a great elevation angle. The target of the attack was not clear, or the inner city of York in the stone wall was their target.

Conical cast iron bullets weigh only one pound, and they can be fired up to 350 meters away.

The other ships only saw the flagship launch an attack, and the ships acted immediately.

The cast iron projectile began to spin as it flew due to the dents on its exterior. They rushed towards York with a beautiful parabola, really hitting the target with probability.

Rurik's original plan was to negotiate with the King Ainred when the soldiers approached the city, forcing a compromise due to the Viking army.

It is no longer possible to discuss things now. The battle has broken out, so try to break this city.

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The fleet is still too far from the inner city of York, and at such a distance, only a torsion slingshot can launch an effective attack.

The cast-iron bullets immediately smashed the buildings in the city.

The stone pillar of the small bell tower of York Church was hit. The instability of the center of gravity caused the bell tower to collapse. The bronze bell suddenly fell and made a loud noise, as if the last death knell was sounded for Northumbria.

The people hiding in the church heard too many crackling noises. They knelt to confess and pray, and desperately crossed their chests, praying for the disaster to end.

It was a cast iron bullet hitting the stone wall of the church, and even the small palace of the king. Because a towering stone tower was too prominent, it became a target of public criticism. The cast iron bullets smashed stone chips flying across, and many of the bullets simply smashed through the stone tiles on the wooden beams of the palace.

Many projectiles directly smashed into the queen's bedroom, forcing the queen to take her young son Ella to escape into the cellar where the royal wealth was stored.

Many people thought of hail, and many people were directly killed. When people were horrified to see that the murderer was actually a piece of iron, they suddenly fell into confusion.

The black objects were still smashing, more people flocked to the church, and more bold ones moved to the palace.

Just because the strongest buildings in York are these two buildings.

"My lord, it's been a while since the attack, do you think it works?" Yevlo asked suspiciously.

"Of course it doesn't work. These projectiles are too small to break through the stone wall." Rurik shrugged.

"So, why should we continue to waste ammunition?"

"At the moment it is only supporting the friendly forces and let Magnut know that we are in the war. Damn, this old guy suddenly launched an offensive, and my plan was completely chaotic.

"But sir." Yevlo kindly persuaded, "We are not unlimited projectiles, if only support, we have done well enough."

Rurik nodded, "Then change the strategy ahead of time! Go! Let's log in!"

With the definite order from Duke Rurik of Ross, the most elite Ross army in the coalition began to go ashore.

Regardless of whether or not to break the city today, Rurik's main force must be camped outside York.

Standing at the bow of the ship, he also saw the wooden bridge on the upper reaches of the river. He was worried that the enemy's reinforcements would be reinforced by this. He also made arrangements for the landing troops, such as arranging some soldiers to destroy the enemy's bridge.

The originally lined up fleet suspended shooting. After adjusting the direction, the soldiers disembarked one after another and wade ashore with weapons and equipment.

This is a very fast process. Rülik didn't care about the wet boots, so he mainly assembled the shooting flag team to prepare for more intensive arrow rain support.

The sudden change made Gray Woold, who had endured the bombardment of bullets, helpless. Some of his men were killed, and the rest were still defending with arrows thrown by the Vikings at the city's head.

The Balmerks did not shoot many arrows, and the arrow clusters were of poor quality. Even with the help of Arik, the power of accurate crossbow shooting is limited.

The soldier in the white robe found Arik who was fighting and shouted, "Boss, Lord Duke calls you back."

"Huh? I'm fighting!"

"This is an order! Your lord said, the whole army starts to attack the city, you are the captain of the flag, and you must lead the entire flag team to fight."

Arik looked back and smiled suddenly.

Rose's multiple flags are flying, and most of the uniformed soldiers have landed.

The cousin Arik is back, and Rülik has no time to criticize his recklessness. After all, he is used to being reckless.

"Brother, it's finally started."

"Yes. Now organize your first flag team and line up! Put up a shield wall to defend our shooters." Rurik ordered with a calm face.

"Don't attack the city? Oh, okay..."

Arik roughly understands his brother's plan, and everything seems to be a repetition of the attack on Borgholm.

Looking back at the defending army, Earl Grey Woolf was shocked to see a group of soldiers with blue stripes on white robes, arranged in a neat array?

"This is a Viking? A group of robbers? Can robbers put up such a regular array?"

He was still confused, and even envied the neatness of the opponent's army, suddenly a rather dense swish came from the sky.

The Russ has reached the position where the defending arrows can hit, and the Russ archer can also hit the enemy.

The staff of the shooting flag team are complicated, and the weapons are also complicated.

Suomi's short archers and capable mercenaries with wooden wall crossbows all launched arrow throws at large elevation angles.

Jevlo led the command and gave an order to shoot a volley. Nearly three hundred spiral feather arrows smashed over their heads and faces with terrifying swishes. They formed a rain of arrows, and the people inside the city wall could hardly escape .

While commanding, Yevlo did not forget his generous statement, and ordered the men from his hometown to say, "Souomi! Try your best to shoot arrows and prove to the Varangians that you are good hunters."

After all, he ordered the other mercenaries in Gnostic language, "Quickly wind up, don't give the enemy a chance to breathe!"

The Fleese who teaches archery, and even the surrendered Danish Grund and others, their group of more than fifty mercenaries, carrying a steel-armed crossbow, left the main army and reached the melee army near the city. A defender who shoots a battlement accurately from a distance is like shooting a turtle dove on a branch.

Let's look at this Glenn Woold. He just showed his head and took a look at the current situation. By coincidence, a crossbow bolt pierced his helmet.

He was so scared that he was diapering on the spot, sat down with chaotic brown hair, tried to hide the embarrassment between his crotches, and looked at the iron skin falling on the ground, desperately drawing a cross on his chest.

The arrows of the Russ were still causing damage, and there were still falling cast iron bullets in them.

The city's head is even more chaotic, and everything is true to the tragedies that occurred in Edinburgh and Bamburgh last year.

For example, an angry young priest holding a wooden cross aloft, bravely stood up and rebuked the barbarians for their evil deeds, cursing them to go to hell.

How do Grund and Frazer manage so much? A live target stood up, was shot down and fell outside the city, and was torn to pieces by the angry Balmerks.

The city wall was already in a mess. Many defenders died in battle, but the stone wall surrounding York was still indestructible.

After all, it is tall and the army that suddenly attacked was not prepared for a long ladder. Among them, the Balmerks attacked with blood, and the chaos continued for a long time. Even if Rurik consumed a lot of arrow projectiles to support them, York still stood tall. , The persistence of the defenders on the wall is also admirable.

Both armies began to show fatigue, and the sun was about to set.

The city gate was smashed into pieces, and when Biyuni saw a large amount of debris piled up in the doorway, he was discouraged when he cursed. Because, now is to prepare a siege cart that can smash the gate, how can the heavy debris inside fly?

The Balmerks were tired, just as tired as the defenders.

One after another, soldiers followed their family leader panting to the back, and Lurik suspended all fire support.

The old and strong Magnuth finally couldn't hold it, he took his men to retreat, and immediately led all the Viking troops to retreat.

"It's all over? They..." Gray Woold peeked out an eye, carefully seeing the Vikings retreating against the Buckler, and not pulling away their war dead when they evacuated.

He didn't feel any relief, but was very worried.

Look at the river, those big boats are flying white and blue flags, and the colors of the flags have changed in the sunset.

They are Viking bandits, although the flag resembles Mercia. If this army rushes towards Messiah, the army there will also be destroyed. I am afraid that there is no kingdom in Britain that can defeat this army on its own.

But everyone still kept York!

Gray Woold raised his right fist, endured exhaustion and tried his best to roar, insisting that until now, the soldiers also roared as if they were relieved of their burdens.

"Listen, they seem to be taunting us." Yevlo heard those screams and remonstrated, "Sir, let's shoot another round of arrows."

"No, this roar has no courage. They are just saying that they are still alive."

"But we didn't break York."

Rurik shrugged, "It doesn't matter. Prepare tomorrow and attack again later! But I have to make a new decision."

Magnut lost a lot of energy, but he was not angry. York still couldn't beat him even with the help of his son-in-law.

The Viking army has already started camping outside the city. In order to prevent the enemy from escaping in the chaos, Magnut wisely sent people to brazenly set up camps near all four city gates.

The camp hasn't been set up yet, so he first finds Rurik and asks for the opinions of his son-in-law for the first time.

For this old guy, Rurik is really too lazy to be polite now, and he criticizes harshly: "I gave you a chance, you are not useful!"

Magnuth was taken aback, thinking that he had indeed failed, and he couldn't defend himself.

Rurik said again: "If it is to attack the city, you should listen to my command! If you agree, you should land first, and then negotiate with them. If you don't agree, it is an attack. You are not good, now we can only attack the city. For your recklessness, Many people died in battle."

Biyuni heard a little displeased, and said, "Brother, my father desires glory too much."

"Okay! My Magnut father, I have spoken fiercely. I am speaking on behalf of the brothers who died in the war, please forgive me for being rude." The words were so, Rurik still complained on his face.

With that said, Magnut was even more ashamed, and he sighed, "You should have the right countermeasures."

"Yes! Let's rest and cremate our dead heroes. How to siege the city is up to me!"

Shortly after the army camped, Rurik immediately adopted traditional tactics. A large number of bonfires lit up in three directions in York, and the river was full of boats!

York was surrounded by bonfires and fleets, putting great pressure on the soldiers and civilians in the city, and they had already pierced their wings.

Gray Woold was still waiting for reinforcements, and the people prayed all night in the church. There were as many as 200 dead in the city, and more than 300 others were injured in varying degrees. The casualties were mainly from arrows and projectiles.

Of course, the Vikings also paid more than 50 deaths, most of which were broken by the thrown stones and blocks.

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Gray Woold, who was busy praying in the church, was called to the head of the city, and he was almost fainted by the fire in the upper reaches of the river.

"York Bridge! They are burning the York Bridge! How do Western reinforcements come over! How about the King's army..."

After a lot of abuse, he was still faint, was carried to the church by his subordinates, was used to a sip of the holy water of rose essential oil, and coughed before slowly regaining consciousness.

As soon as he woke up, he yelled, "Quick! Anyway, all of you must keep the prince safe."

A soldier said, "My lord, my prince is in the cellar."

"Oh, that's great. Listen, no matter how chaotic the situation is, you must keep the prince safe."

Yes, at least these remarks made the priests feel that this man who arrogantly became the city defense commander was indeed the loyalty of the kingdom.

Unfortunately, York is already an isolated city. The days of peace are a thing of the past, and darkness has fallen.

Chapter end