Rise of Rurik

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His sharp eyes shot directly behind those soldiers through the gap in the forest, and Fisk, who was riding on his horse, took a deep breath.

He turned around and looked at the soldiers behind him who were ready to go.

At this moment, the blue and white Rose shirt that flaunted his glorious image was put on his body again, and the stored feathers were inserted back into the top of the helmet.

"Hold your bows tight! Shoot as soon as you get close!"

Fisk paused again, and suddenly raised his bow: "Let's go!"

The Semigalia-Okshtet Army, which was in chaos, had no time to take care of its own rear army. The big leader Namisis did not understand the meaning of the tactical reserve team, and his understanding of the battle was always that the armed men relied on their superiority in numbers A coercive brawl. For his instinct, being able to organize the Okshtet Army to make a "right uppercut" detour is already a tactical innovation.

But the situation of the battle was forcibly controlled by the three hundred Saarema Island Rose fighters who served as the supervising team and used the shield wall as a reserve team.

The teenager Eric Spuutsson is still resisting behind the shield. His men are full of energy, but the enemy's strength is actually more.

The Okshtet army on the offensive side continued their "right hook" detours, and there was a tendency to rush to the Lielupe River in one go and completely encircle the people in the encirclement. However, with the spread of the army formation, the strength of the front line has become weak in all aspects, and it is really difficult for 8,000 people to surround 4,000 people.

The Latvian militiamen hid behind the Varyag warriors of various colors, passed their spears over the heads of the friendly soldiers, and stabbed vigorously forward, and the hunters with bows shot arrows into the air, doing everything they could to support their own people.

The two sides are not evenly matched, and the attacking Semigalia coalition forces have traveled a long way to add

Into the chaotic war, the time to deal with the Ross allied forces who are waiting for work is running out, and the time given to the chief Namisis is running out.

If the Rus-Latvian coalition began to feel tired, their opponents persisted in anger, but in fact many were already coughing up blood, their faces were flushed from the intense excitement, and their gums felt like they were going to explode with blood.

Finally the ambushed cavalry joined the field.

For a moment, no one noticed that a powerful force suddenly descended from behind them. They were like ghosts crawling out of the mud. As soon as they appeared, they shot fatally at the back of the unsuspecting people.

Fisk and Karl, the two cavalry teams stood apart.

The cavalry lined up on the fence, as if they were about to charge, but in fact they were maximizing the effectiveness of their bows and arrows.

The thrown arrow hits the enemy's thin back after drawing a graceful arc.

Those weak people spontaneously moved to the rear line during the chaotic battle. Most of them were half-grown children and women. They were forced by the leader to fight and they were unwilling to fight desperately with the Varyags. The casualties caused them to accumulate a monstrous anger, but the fact that their physical fitness is not good is a considerable fact.

These people shot arrows inexplicably one after another, which shocked the soldiers who were still fighting fiercely. They turned their heads one after another, and suddenly saw a large group of cavalry in neat ranks appearing in the open area behind them.

Arrows swished through the air, and they became denser, causing heavy casualties to the end of the Semigalia army, and at the same time bringing even more terrifying panic.

With a serious face, Fisk ordered all the trumpeters: "Blow the horn, blow the attack horn, boost our morale!"

Forget it, he is right

The brothers with archery shouted: "All shout! Let out a roar while shooting arrows to frighten the enemy."

It’s weird to yell once when you shoot an arrow. The cavalry made a lot of noise, and the deep penetrating sound of the horn brought the wild horror of the ice field in the Nordic world, and gave great encouragement to the fighting Ross coalition forces. .

"Great, you're finally here." Sweaty Strokander was overjoyed when he heard that, but he couldn't give all his subordinates the order to push back with a single roar when he was caught in a chaotic battle. Hitting is enough.

The three Ross cavalry all entered the battlefield, and Swain's troops were flexible and maneuverable, which made the Okshtet army, which was trying to outflank, utterly devastated.

Fisk and Karl were under the command of nearly 600 cavalry with a large number of arrows. The soldiers in the front were still aiming and shooting more accurately, while the soldiers in the back drew their bows in a general direction and threw them at will.

The current battle situation has changed drastically. There is a shield wall in front, cavalry in the back, and a big river on one side and a forest on the other. Although the Semigalia coalition led by Namisis has a numerical advantage, they are the ones who are now surrounded.

The people who were shot by the arrows not only lost the courage to charge back, even if they still had the courage, most of them also lost their strength.

The battlefield has been muddy with the blood of the dead and wounded, surrounded by dead bodies and wailing wounded, and more and more arrows being shot are causing a devastating stampede.

Fisk still looked indifferent, he noticed that the enemy cavalry was still mixed in the enemy formation, he was not in a hurry to attack those guys, or the enemy cavalry is no longer important now.

"Calm down! Shoot resolutely and beat the enemy

Shoot them all! "

The Ross cavalry is blood-sacrificing Odin, and on the battlefield outside the inner city of Mezot, he hopes that this place will be turned into a huge altar.

Those who were hit by the arrow dragged their injured bodies and squeezed towards the crowd, and those who were temporarily safe squeezed even more. Their squeeze can only bring chaos, because the Ross coalition forces are resolutely squeezing from the other side with shields as an unbreakable wall, and spear formations as fangs that devour everything.

The infantry of the Semigalia Army was being squeezed by both their own and the enemy, and the people caught in the center couldn't use their hands and feet at all, so they couldn't do anything with their spears, and even breathing became difficult.

how should I do it? Maybe there was only one way to escape.

On one side is a big river, jumping into it is likely to drown directly.

The Semigalia army had already suffered huge losses. Some of them actually threw down their weapons and ran towards the river, and many followed suit.

"Boss, what should we do if an enemy jumps into the river and flees for his life?" the deputy asked nervously.

"Ignore it, we insist on shooting. I think someone will help me get rid of those stupid people." Fisk's face was iron.

Some Latvians don't want to fight fiercely at the front, but they don't want to lose the glory of this victory. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that although their team is small, they have already taken advantage.

Soon a handful of fishing boats suddenly dedicated their lives to the Lielupe, and those who swam across were struck with oars and spears, as if fishermen were hunting seals.

The escape route by jumping into the river was blocked, and it seemed that there was only one way to escape through the forest in the northeast.

Now the Oakshtet army can't hold on to take the first step.

Those village chiefs who were mobilized, they were actually

Due to the military hegemony of the Namis leader in the past, he was forced to follow his boss, Streva, to serve him.

Namisis has lost his hegemony, he is not capable of defeating this group of Varangians, and even his Semigallian army will collapse.

When the Oakshtet army was struggling to support, most of the village leaders ran to their boss in a hurry, and they kept asking Streva to withdraw directly.

"Withdraw? How can I withdraw now?!" Indeed, continue to fight the Varyag bloody, and still be shot by the **** cavalry.

The shield wall on the front was as hard as a rock. Even if it was crushed once by the cavalry of Namisis, the shield wall quickly recovered, and the impact did not change anything. The sideways Varyag cavalry could not catch up, and the brothers could only suffer arrows passively. What are the Namis cavalry doing now?

The leader of Streva, how he hoped that his friendly forces could desperately rescue him, and how he hoped that Namis would once again lead the charge in person.

But none of this happened, because Namisis was already caught in the middle of the army.

rush? The cavalry can't move at all!

escape? Leaving his own people behind, even if he managed to escape, his power would collapse, and that would also mean the defeat of the entire Semigalia.

A group of idiots were placed in the army formation, and Namisis was in a dilemma. The cavalry, which had always been called the most powerful cavalry in the alliance, could no longer make any achievements because of the leader's hesitation, and instead became the target of the Ross cavalry.

"Damn it! The Great God will curse you! Namisis, go to hell! Our Okshtet is gone!" He spat out a mouthful of phlegm, and Streva's iron sword pointed straight at the forest in the northeast.

Tell your own soldiers: "Brothers, escape into the forest to have a chance, let's go!"

The building collapsed in an instant!

The Oakshtet Army announced with practical actions that they would no longer form an alliance with Semigalia, and the leader "Wooden Staff" Streva led his people to break through.

This scene stunned the leader of Namisis who was at a loss.

"You... you guys! Streva, you traitor!" Almost gritted his teeth, and Namisis himself was imprisoned, so what can he do now except whisper abuse?

However, the Okshtet Army had already lost many people. Those caught in the chaotic battle on the front line were extremely fond of fighting. They didn't realize that the leader led other brothers to launch a breakout until they realized that their backs were empty. .

More than a thousand people fled with all their strength. At first glance, the cavalry under Swain thought that this group of guys had lost their minds and charged towards the cavalry.

"No, these people are going to the forest to escape! Soldiers, draw your bows and draw your swords!"

Originally, the Ross cavalry adhered to the principle of resolving battles with arrows as much as possible, but now the enemy army was panicking everywhere, and the time had come to draw their swords and kill indiscriminately.

Fisk, who insisted on archery not far away, also noticed this situation. He made a decisive decision. Apart from the enemy cavalry who ordered Karl's troops to insist on archery, and the arrows were stunned like a wooden man, he brought the most elite first cavalry team and turned the horses around. Headed to the northeast of the battlefield, and Sven intercepted the enemy's rout.

The ground was trembling, and the soldiers lined up to sit on the wall. They raised their swords high above their heads. According to the requirements, they could only stab but not cut (to prevent injury to friendly troops).

The First Cavalry is like multiple dump trucks marching side by side, although

Doing so is risky because it is harmful to the horse, and Fisk has already risked it.

"In this place called Mezotne, I led the coalition forces to kill thousands of enemies. The king of credit should not be blamed." Fisk thought so, but he didn't know that if he succeeded, he would have completed a battle. A brutal victory with over 10,000 kills.

Two Ross cavalry troops joined the battlefield, and the horses rushed the unsuspecting enemy army to the ground. After the man was knocked down, the steel horseshoe trampled the wounded to pieces.

The galloping Fisk troops cut off the fleeing enemy, and then the cavalry began to kill and loot wantonly in the chaotic battle.

The leader of the Oakshtet army, Streva the "Wooden Staff", boasted that he was protected by a great god, but his flesh and blood body was already shattered under the impact of the cavalry.

The wooden stick, which symbolized power, was broken by the iron hoof. After the whole person was knocked down, the following cavalrymen stepped on their bodies and turned into a pulp.

Even, his face was trampled down...

The Streva man died in a daze, and his fleeing clansmen had no time to take care of their leader.

Only a few people fled into the forest coughing up blood, and the rest were intercepted by the Ross cavalry.

After a free assassination, all the Okshtet army became sheep at a loss. They were hacked and killed by the Ross cavalry, and then attacked by the Ross infantry who caught up.

At this moment, the Latvian militia realized that this battle must be won, and the momentum was like a rainbow, and a full-scale attack had arrived.

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"We've lost! We've lost! Leader, let's retreat!"

"But how do we escape?" The big leader, Namisis, really couldn't figure out why he was defeated. Even if he was fighting for his life, his own strength should be superior.

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The subordinates are still demanding to break out of the siege, facing a messy battlefield, many of my sons and son-in-laws must have died in battle.

"No! I'm going! I'm going to fight them. Brothers, follow me and fight them."

This is simply inexplicable, the soldiers who don't want to die just want to use the speed of their horses to escape from the battlefield.

The leader has wasted too much time, and now it's the turn of Namisis's soldiers to abandon the leader—because he is no longer qualified to be the leader after leading the tribe to a fatal loss.

The cavalry on horseback didn't say much. When someone fled first, almost all the cavalry joined in the escape.

"You guys?! Are you a traitor?!" Looking at those fleeing subordinates, Namisis didn't know what to say.

"I'm sorry, leader." The last soldier left a sentence and joined the other cavalry in their escape.

They were rushing towards the position of the Ross cavalryman Karl. From Karl's standpoint, the enemy was clearly launching a desperate attack.

"That's it. Brothers, draw your swords and stop them."

Karl led his troops to act immediately. The soldiers were not yet capable of accurately shooting down the high-speed enemy cavalry. They intercepted the limited number of enemy cavalry at a very fast speed, and a battle of swords began immediately.

Relying on stronger armor and more troops, Karl's troops quickly repelled the breakout of the Semigalia cavalry. Soon there were more horses on the battlefield who had lost their masters and stood calmly. Wounded soldiers.

Karl calmly ordered: "Take the reins, we have captured these horses, and present them to the king for rewards."

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They really caught unowned horses everywhere, because they knew that these trained horses were incorporated into the army after the Ross horseshoes were installed in Riga, and the strength of the Ross cavalry was thus expanded.

Namisis gradually became a polished commander, his soldiers became fewer and fewer, and the living lost their will to resist in deep fear.

However, the coercive Ross allied forces continued their killing, regardless of their own casualties, the soldiers stepped on the enemy's corpse to complete the encirclement!

Those Latvian militiamen, they didn't know that the war unfolded in such a cruel scene all their lives.

The corpses of the slain replaced the grass, and the battlefield became eerily soft and muddy. The blood will make a stream, and the quietly flowing Lielupe River has been dyed red.

The shield wall continued to press, the people in the encirclement were squeezed tightly, and the people in the center were already suffocating.

Stekander and all the sword and shield fighters were out of breath. They were no longer in a hurry to attack, and many Latvian militiamen behind them were already happily looking for trophies.

Suddenly, a man struggled desperately to squeeze his way out of a mass of sarcomas in panic.

"Enough! Enough!" He was none other than the great leader Namisis.

He was covered in blood, and continued to shout in the friendly Norse language: "I surrender! No more fighting." In order to show sincerity, he directly put the sword on the ground, and the whole person knelt on his knees to express his surrender.

Soon, a gap opened in the shield wall, and two strong men rushed out at Strkander's request. They held an ax and gave Namisis a sap with the handle, and then dragged them to the shield like a dead dog. behind the wall.

Sturkander doesn't want to really end it all.

As a blood sacrifice to Odin, he still hopes to capture some slaves as cattle and horses, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Maybe the current situation is very good.

A man in armor holds a distinctly Frankish iron sword, and his strange actions just now make it appear that this man is the leader of the enemy.

"Stop fighting. Brothers, go and capture your favorite slaves, go!" Following Stekander's order, these Danish fighters from the Riga community happily rushed towards the enemy who had completely given up resistance, like It is like catching rabbits to catch enemies who put down their weapons.

Seeing this good thing, Eric Spuutsson and his Saarema Island army are not immune.

The Varyag warriors who fought the bravest and paid the most price should get the most blood reward after victory. They shared all the prisoners of war, and these people were **** one after another.

And Namisis had been knocked unconscious, his forehead was swollen and bleeding, his hands and feet were tied up, and he was trapped on a pole made of multiple spears by Strkander. The two of them worked together to lift it up to show it to Fisk who was busy riding and hacking.

The defeated Namisis, his son and son-in-law all died in battle.

Perhaps he should have died himself, but now he looked like a hunted stag waiting to be cut out to sacrifice to the gods of the north.