Rise of Rurik Chapter 608

The soldiers of Mercia cheered at the head of the city, but the people in the city were wailing.

Botwulf was very happy, since he can repel the enemy's first round of offense, the subsequent defense should be successful.

The head guard endured the pain and ran to the prince: "His Royal Highness, we have achieved success."

"Yes, I saw it all. You...you are hurt."

The head of the guard subconsciously covered his right hand tied into a ball with linen cloth, and said timidly, "It's not a problem." He hurriedly changed the subject: "My secret weapon has succeeded. Even if the hot water can't kill people, it can burn them. Injury will be a dead end in the future."

Bot Woolf nodded, "Now count the death toll and comfort the injured. Go and do something."

"Yes."

Prince Bot Woolf, he took a group of warriors who had experienced battles to march among the feared people on purpose. The priests who accompanied him also embraced the golden urn and sprinkled the surrounding people with cypress sticks dipped in clean water.

The people knelt down spontaneously, and when the prince kept saying that he had repelled the enemy with his troops, a smile finally appeared on the faces of fear.

The battle ended before noon, and the Balmerk army's hasty attack was unable to break through the city wall. After the chaos, they retreated temporarily. After some inspection, they did not suffer much loss.

Even Mercia's losses were not much. More than fifty people died in battle for various reasons, and the Balmerk army was similar.

This was the first frustration since landing in Britain, and the retreating army returned to the camp on the riverside to sit down and recuperate.

Does not succeed means failure? Magnuth was very angry. He did not complain about his subordinates, nor did he complain that hundreds of Russian troops did not directly participate in the war.

He pointed at the wall in the military tent and yelled: "Damn wall, hateful enemy. They are actually as hard as iron ingots!"

Biyuni also followed the words: "We miscalculated. This is the most difficult enemy our army has encountered. They used a secret weapon and some of their brothers were burned. I am worried that if they use hot oil next time, too troublesome."

"What should I do?" Magnut gritted his teeth and asked left and right: "Where is Rülic?"

"He is examining our wounded."

"You, get him here soon. Damn, I should have listened to his opinion! I... I'm so confused!"

Rurik was indeed checking the injuries of the wounded, and he saw a few unlucky ones whose skin had been scalded off. In addition to the visually shocking, he was also sorry for them. Because such injuries are really fatal, in the current era, large-scale scalds really must die from infection.

He could only encourage the injured to leave with a few words.

The injuries of the other wounded were uneven. Most of them were injured by arrows. After pulling the arrows back to the camp, their companions forcibly pulled out the barbed arrow clusters, causing blood everywhere.

As many as forty corpses were pulled back. Almost all of them were smashed to death by rocks, and very few died of Liu Shi.

The number of wounded has increased, as many as seventy. Those who are too seriously injured will inevitably die in a short time, and the situation of the rest cannot be said to be too bad.

Without tools to kill bacteria, most of the wounded would still die from wound infections. However, Rurik brought a batch of yellow-white sulfur soap with a pungent and alkaline smell. It was originally used to wash clothes and hair of soldiers, and to prepare some soapy water to apply wounds. At least it can play a role. .

There will be a group of wounded people safe and sound, and a group of lightly wounded can fight here with a little bandage. However, the Balmerks experienced the frustration in the morning, and at least a hundred people were already unable to fight.

Rurik was called back to the military account by his father-in-law. He was worried that his allies would complain that his Rus army was watching the show, but he couldn't think that the old fellow Magnut kept blaming himself.

"Don't blame yourself for now." Rurik said with a calm face and motioned to shut up, and said: "I checked, our coalition forces experienced 110 casualties in this battle. This is not a serious loss, but our military strength. Still frustrated."

"There are so many casualties?" Magnut was taken aback, and deeply blamed himself: "I thought I would win with a brave attack. You said, Odin gave us a lesson to our army. God advises us not to be impulsive. I am impulsive. It killed them."

An old guy who made himself a king, early in the morning, thought he was invincible in the world, and then it was noon before he brought himself a reckless sinner.

Rurik didn't intend to do anything to appease, and the old Magnuth couldn't be guilty of being coaxed.

He took another look at the heads of the Balmerks who were present, and their emotions were not very good.

"Friends, you all sullenly, really think that the city wall is indestructible?"

"You! Have a plan?" Magnut looked up suddenly, his eyes full of hope.

Geiger, whose arm was burned, also yelled in an almost imperative manner: Brother Rurik, think of a way. Our brothers have no time to spend time with the enemy here. "

Everyone is waiting for Rurik to come up with a good idea, but if there is a good idea, it will be used for the storm this morning.

In other words, if there is a good way, Rurik can't be cautious.

He thought of some ways to break through the city wall, but are these measures really appropriate?

He dare to say that he still can't come up with the correct countermeasures, so you have to explain: "I have thought of some methods, and I still need to be cautious to implement them."

"Huh? Isn't there a particularly good way? I still want to fight again in the afternoon."

Magnuth's urging really made Rurik impatient, so he shook his head, considering his father-in-law's face, he didn't want to be serious.

Then I talked about the next sentence: "I am the commander of the coalition army. If you do not accept my command, you will naturally fail. Wait for an afternoon, and maybe God will suddenly give me the enlightenment of victory. You better comfort the wounded first, I have to think about it. Come up with a complete solution." After that, he left.

Throughout the afternoon, the coalition camp was safe and sound. They stationed at the bottom of the city and continued to threaten Tamworth with their soldiers. The status quo of soldiers approaching the city continued. Although Mercia had guarded the city, he did not dare to take it lightly.

In Rose's camp, Rurik lies on his side on a leather blanket, and in the distance is the low wall of Tamworth.

Arikhin hurried over and sat down at will: "Did you think of a way?"

"not yet."

"Could it be that their walls are really stable, and the walls are not really high. If it's a frost giant, it can cross it all at once."

"Those are old stories. Brother, there are no frost giants. You should rest, let me think quietly."

Rurik dismissed his brother and inadvertently pondered what he had said.

If it is really a giant, the mountains and rivers can't stop it, and the giant can easily cross the gully but people can't.

and many more! Why can't people?

Rurik suddenly thought of something, and directly overturned the previous siege idea.

What he was thinking about was like cutting logs on the spot, directly building a small counterweight stone thrower, and smashing the stone wall abruptly.

Perhaps this is a waste of time, and there is another means of attack. It is to gather all the heavy weapons and organize a group of death squads. All the long-range firepower concentrated on a little support, all the long ladders of the climbing city were put together, and the death team struggled to climb.

The latter will inevitably bring considerable losses, but this is probably the most implementable plan now.

This program is indeed very valuable, but the soldiers have to climb ladders. They were full of flaws when they climbed, and most of the people who died before died in this process.

If a soil **** is created artificially and the army rushes up with a shield and sword, can there be any flaws?

"Why didn't I do this? Genghis Khan's army made a temporary **** for the horse team to rush up the city wall!"

There was a way, but I couldn't think that my cousin's ridicule brought a good way.

In the evening, the Balmerks who were discussing spontaneously did not discuss the reason for the whole afternoon.

Rurik and his entourage appeared at an extremely confident pace. Such a gesture made everyone understand that a good countermeasure was finally available.

He settled down and announced to everyone: "Friends, don't worry anymore! Odin said something to me while I was resting."

"Ah! God? God is helping us!" Magnut was overjoyed, and then opened his arms to thank the setting sun.

"Listen to me! This is a very peculiar way. We have to build a mound under the city wall, and our army will directly rush up. Then they are unable to throw stones and the arrows will be easily blocked by us."

"Mound? Build mounds on the ground?" Magnut, who had just ignited hope, wondered again: "Do we have this ability? That is the power of God!"

"No! As long as each of our soldiers takes some soil and rushes down to the city, we still have nearly two thousand people. Everyone queues up to sprinkle the soil, and we can build the soil slope. Besides, our goal is to walk up the city wall, as long as we can make one. The slope, everything can be used as construction material, whether it is a tree or a corpse."

Many heads of the family were moved by it.

Rurik said again: "I wish they would go out of the city to fight us decisively so that we could annihilate them. Since their city gates are closed, they dare not do this. I decided to remove the torsion slingshot mounted on the trolley. Install some wooden boards as tools for loading and unloading soil. You also use rags to make cloth pockets for loading and transporting the soil, and then prepare to manually cut the wood on the spot. The soil and wood are piled together, and soon it will be a soil slope.

"This is the will of God, it is the tactic that Odin rewarded us." Magnut said categorically, and no one opposed it.

Because the city wall was not tall, everyone thought about it, and they all thought it was feasible.

The camp of the coalition army became lively, and the morale of the soldiers returned after learning of the strategy to break the city.

The Balmerks wanted to avenge their brothers who died in battle, and the Ross people sharpened their swords.

After creating a soil slope, the army rushed up, and they had already begun to work under the night after they had eaten and drank enough.

Of course, Rurik still took advantage of the night to open the "flame array." The enclosed city of Tamworth was shocked by the huge fire environmental guards, and the Mercia fighters who stood guard against night attacks at the head of the city.

Bot Woolf, who had just fallen asleep, climbed directly to the top of the inner city tower, which was the commanding height of the entire city, and saw himself surrounded by a circle of light.

That's a bonfire! Densely packed like stars!

He was taken aback, and then he thought it was wrong. "Bah! This is frightening me! With so many troops, I can still defend successfully? Do you think I am a fool?"

Bot Woolf's understanding of this is a bluff, how do the soldiers understand. News that is not conducive to the kingdom is spreading again. It is clear that some people who spread the bad news have been executed. When the new bad news comes, the people are still in panic.

You can't execute a few more people to stop the chaos, right? Killing indiscriminately within the country is not a wise move, and it may even cause civil upheaval, because some nobles living in the royal city have their own ghosts behind their loyalty. Bot Woolf threw the rat out, and had to compromise the priests to continue to appease.

However, he also quickly thought of a way, which was to put a flame array on the head of the city.

The burning brazier was on the city wall, and some torches were burning.

A circle of the city wall was illuminated, and a large number of soldiers patrolled with spears. He wanted to let the people see that the kingdom's army never left the post of defense.

"You also light torches? Do you really think we are a beast that fears flames?"

Arik, who was busy logging at night, muttered contemptuously, and then suddenly yelled to his busy brothers: "Everyone work hard, we have destroyed this wood."

If there are excellent production tools, it is inexplicable not to apply them.

Since the construction of the double saw, these logging tools, Lurik, have been carrying on expeditions, and the efficiency of building field sheds has been greatly improved.

When cutting wood at night, swinging an axe will always fail to cut the correct position, but once the two-person saw is operated, it can cut big trees in one go.

A forest near the Tamm River was brutally devastated by the Russ, a group of loggers, and as many as 1,500 pine, oak, and cedar trees were cut down overnight. Everyone is actually quite puzzled. The growth of these trees is quite similar, even the thickness of the trunks are similar.

The doubts are still aside, and the tree down is the job.

This is just the success of the Ross people. The 500th person in the First Banner cut down three trees on average. Since these trees are not big trees, cutting down and sawing them is not too laborious.

The branches of the fallen trees were chopped off, and they were piled together to set a fire. The coalition forces fell wildly on this side, which created a campfire circle around the city.

Those bare tree trunks were chopped down into small sections just to be transported to pile up under the city wall.

The logging people sweat, and everyone is not worried about being hungry at all, because the fleet docked on the river is loaded with rations sufficient for the entire army to fight for at least ten days.

In the early morning, when the world became transparent, and when the morning mist cleared, a group of Mercia soldiers patrolling at night, who were tossed with spirits, saw a terrifying scene.

What happened to the royal woods by the river? The oak forest that has been planted for many years is gone?

A lower-level guard captain hurriedly reported the strange disaster to Prince Bot Woolf, and when he stood on the city wall and looked at it, he found that the royal forest was really gone.

Do not! The forest did not disappear, but was chopped down by the enemy overnight!

"Damn it, there are trees I planted when I was a kid!" Bot Woolf was furious.

Not only his family, but many nobles plant trees selectively in that forest in order to obtain qualified oak furniture in the future. Even churches and monasteries custom-made wood sources for coffins for pious nobles.

It soon became clear that it was the barbarian army that destroyed the woods, they were still entrenched by the river, and there were swaying people plotting bad luck.

The progress of the matter far exceeded Rurik's estimation. He thought it would take at least two days for the coalition forces to create the mound.

These two days should be worthwhile, so that the team of Northumbria's new ally drowsiness should also arrive. If it is necessary to lose some people to climb the mound, let the Northumbrian army be the first attack of consumables, which is what Rurik hopes.

Since the army is doing things so quickly, the glory of breaking the city for the first time is still in your own hands.

The army is still making preparations, and the people who fell the woods are resting overnight. Another group has completed the unloading of the torsion slingshot~www.mtlnovel.com~ The temporarily remodeled trolley has been filled with wet riverside soil mixed with grass.

Rurik was not in a hurry to attack, and the entire army understood that the construction of the soil **** against the enemy's counter-attack firepower, this project would have to last a whole day.

The action time was placed after noon on this day, and before that, everyone stayed in the camp to rest. However, the weapons of all fighters must be within easy reach, and the chain mail cannot be taken off.

Although the possibility is very small, Rurik knew that he must be cautious, because people are often irrational, perhaps because of yesterday's small victory in the defense of the city, the city's defenders will arrogantly come out to fight with the coalition forces.

The latter is naturally the best, and it prevents the coalition from struggling to make breakthroughs.

Judging from the current situation alone, Rurik could not see any changes in the enemy's side. The flag of Mercia was still flying on the low walls. Except for the roar of the Ross and Balmerk forces, the rest of the world was extremely quiet.

Indeed, even Mercia's defenders were aware of the silence of the world, and the suppressed atmosphere nearly suffocated the soldiers. No one dared to leave the city without authorization, and all the city gates were supported by no less than twenty wooden slats. The carriages that transported grain in the city were specially pushed into the Chengmen Cave. After all, they unloaded the wagon shaft and became a heavy obstacle.

Tamworth has become a tortoise with a shrunken head. Bot Woolf decided to defend firmly. He has made the most extreme plan and said that he will stick to the winter, and the winter will drive away the invaders, and the food in the city Sufficient military and civilian maintenance for a long time.

Now is the most critical moment in the city. He feels that as long as all people are united, the enemy's spirit is wiped out, and the enemy's previous offensives are paid some price, Mecia's defensive victory will be a ten-and-one victory.

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