Okenstein has been watching the enemy's actions, and now he fully understands that the pirates are holding the big log to break open the wooden door. The stone wall is solid, but the wooden door is very weak. During the dark battle, the pirates had already tried to break down the door, and they almost succeeded.
Okenstein is a formidable man who has experienced hundreds of battles. In this situation, his legs were unusually shaky.
He yelled and ordered his men: "Brothers! They are going to attack the city, and the wooden gate cannot be defended at all. This is our last battle, let us fight like real men! Follow Let me go!”
Okenstein realized that if the pirates were to break into the door, the fragile door would not be able to withstand it. It becomes pointless to defend the wall, so use the castle courtyard as the final battlefield. Bet on the bravery of the Danes and kill all the pirates! In fact, he felt that he still had a chance of winning. The so-called pirates would be in a panic when they rushed in. As long as we stayed prepared, we might be able to kill one by one when they came in. And this is the only chance of victory for the defenders.
All the people on the wall retreated to the courtyard and formed a circular shield wall under Okunstein's order.
Okenstein stood in the front row and roared: "For the glory of Denmark, kill all these Svealans!"
"rua! rua! rua... ..." Everyone let out their Viking war cries, waiting for powerful enemies to invade.
Because these guards are almost all Danes, they despise all those people from the north of the sea, even though they speak exactly the same language with each other.
At this moment, the wooden door was no longer guarded. The defenders all knew that the door would be smashed into pieces if the huge wood collided with it several times.
Arik led the charge and suddenly dispersed when they approached the wooden door.
The twenty people carrying the wood screamed and smashed the door with the wood, which had two big holes. With just one blow, the wooden door collapsed.
At this moment, Arik was stunned when he saw that the enemies in the courtyard had already prepared their battle formations. Others were also very surprised.
After a moment, Arik came to his senses. Suddenly, he had an idea. He waved his steel sword and shouted: "Don't stop the big tree, keep hitting it! Break their shield wall!"
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Hearing such a roar in Norse, Okenstein suddenly felt a chill.
I saw those people holding wood rushing over like crazy. In an instant, the huge wood smashed into pieces the shield wall of Oxon's guards who were waiting for them, and many people simply fell to the ground.
Arik continued to yell: "Brothers, kill them all."
All the Rus had an extra piece of cloth tied to their arms to prevent them from fighting in the melee. You won't hurt your own people.
Arik took the lead and stabbed one of the fallen enemies to death without them paying attention.
The strong men carrying the wood pulled out the two axes hanging on their waists. With their shields still on their backs, they held their two axes high and charged at the enemy in a pure berserk attitude..
Okenstein, who was on the defensive, expected that the pirates would break open the city gate, but he never expected that his defense line had been penetrated.
"Quick! Form a shield wall!" Okenstein shouted in confusion, and some people began to shrink their front after hearing his order.
However, there were still at least twenty defenders who had been killed in the initial chaos.
The roaring Russians, their shields collided with the defenders, and for a while it became a pure struggle between the two sides.
"Brothers, hold on! Give me a stab." After Okunstein gave the order, he personally participated in the chaos.
Pushed by the people pouring in from behind, it suddenly became difficult for the Russians in front to stretch out their fists and feet.
The two sides hurt each other through shields. As a result, the Russians quickly killed more than ten people in battle, just because their leather armor was pierced by the enemy.
The dangerous Aric gritted his teeth and persisted. By now, his chainmail already had three big gaps. As he continued to fight, his back was pressed against his companion's shield, and a powerful force pushed him forward.
Nearly four hundred Russians poured into the empty space inside the castle, and the defenders had less than forty people to fight.
Even if Ockenstein and his men were brave, it would be difficult for them to withstand the momentum of 400 people with the strength of forty people.
There were constant defenders who were stabbed by spearheads or sword blades at awkward angles and died in the chaos. In such battles, the Russians also suffered terrible casualties.
Okenstein's iron sword was a little bent, and he pressed the wooden shield against most of his body. During the melee, the nose guard of his helmet was hit with an axe, not very hard, and he almost lost his life.
Okenstein has actually stabbed three people to death. He is not happy at all, because his own formation has been being stripped away!
Finally, the front line that the defenders had struggled to maintain collapsed!
Of the guards that Lord Oxen was proud of, only ten people were left covered in blood who were still fighting in the empty castle. Even though the guards had killed thirty people in the melee, their own destruction was imminent.
Those who survived to this day were the bravest ones. Shuangfeng still held up his shield and fought in melee. Due to the large number of corpses on the ground, the combat distance between the two sides was finally widened.
The red-eyed Russians saw a large number of brothers killed in battle, and all they could think about was to cut down the enemy immediately.
They also understood that the last ten enemies were really brave and if they rushed over rashly, they would probably be killed on the spot.
Arik gasped, his steel sword dripping with blood. These young men still had plenty of physical strength. Seeing the corpses lying on the ground, their minds calmed down a little, forcing him to pause for a moment.
A strange scene occurred in the empty space inside the castle.
More than three hundred Russians formed a huge circle, surrounding the ten people in the circle.
Their leather boots were originally stepped on the sandy ground, with corpses lying under their feet, and now their leather boots were stained with blood.
Okunstein was extremely nervous when he was surrounded. His tense arms relaxed slightly, and his bloody face gradually revealed his entire shield.
"Come on! You pirates, let us fight to the death!"
"Pirates? We are not pirates!" The full-blooded Aric palpated his sword, and the sword pointed straight Referring to the speaker, denying the hateful slander: "Damn Gotlanders, this time we are here for revenge."
"Bah! You are just a group of stupid pirates. How dare you provoke us , you are provoking a war! You are seeking your own death!"
"War? When will it stop?" Arik shook off the blood on his sword and held it high in the rising sun. Below, the bright white steel sword reflects its charming golden light.
What a wonderful luster this is? !
Seeing the strange sword held by the young man in front of him, Okenstein clearly understood that the visitor was no ordinary pirate at all.
He asked loudly: "Who are you? Why are you attacking us for no reason?"
"We are Russians. I am Arik, the son of the leader of Rus. This time I am here to attack you." You! Revenge for our dead!" Arik said this deliberately.
Revenge? Ockenstein found it ridiculous.
What’s even more incredible is that the other party is actually from Russia.
"Are you actually the Russian people? I have heard that your leader has a magical sword. Is it yours? Could it be that you will be the future leader of the Russian people?"< /p>
"I have no more nonsense to say about dying people." Arik deliberately rambled on, just to let himself and everyone rest a little. Now, he went on to ask: "Are you a famous person?"
"I am the captain of the castle guard, Okenstein, and I am a famous warrior. I have killed many people from the Siliya Alliance, Today is the first battle with you Russians. You are indeed different." In the chaos, Okenstein had an idea and started to negotiate terms.
"Young man, your name is Arik, and you are the future leader. But it is unfair for you to attack us with so many people. Unless, we fight one on one!"
"Single challenge? Okay!" Arik stepped forward without even thinking.
Shocked by this situation, Harozov quickly stopped him: "Arik, don't be impulsive! You can't get hurt."
"That's enough, uncle." Arik snapped He turned around and scolded Harozov: "This is my duel. I want to defeat this strong man."
A duel? !
As soon as they heard this word, all the young people in Russia who participated in the battle couldn't help but bang their shields and booed. Because their so-called "dangerous game" involves hacking each other with wooden swords and shields, many people have developed the ability to fight alone.
Aric has never had a one-on-one duel with a real enemy. In order to gain prestige among the young people of the tribe, Arik knows that he must accept the challenge launched by the enemy.
Seeing that Arik agreed, Okenstein consciously saw hope and immediately made a condition: "You and I have a duel. If I lose, it means that we will all die. If you lose, you will let it go." The lives of ten of us. What do you think?"
Arik glanced at it and agreed, "Okay. If you and I fight, only one of us will survive."
< p>After saying that, Arik took off his damaged chainmail and leather jacket, revealing his upper body covered with chest hair and muscle texture. He even threw away his shield, only holding the steel sword in his right hand, shouting: "Do you dare?""Be a berserker?! Come on!" Okunstein roared.
At this moment, he could no longer care about the gold coins promised by the donor.
No matter what your fate is, if you die here, your life will be worth it. How glorious it is to die in battle as a berserker!
Okenstein even threw his helmet aside, exposing his upper body. His muscles were obviously stronger than Arik's, but his old face showed a hint of fatigue.
Amidst the roars of hundreds of people, the duel began.
The two swords slashed together, and at the moment of impact, many people actually saw sparks bursting out.
Arik marveled at the opponent's strength, and Okenstein marveled at Arik's deft dodge.
The two sides fought fiercely for five rounds without deciding the winner. Finally, in the sixth sword collision, Arik relied on the tactical advantage of the steel sword to directly cut off Ockenstein's sword, and the sword's edge was not deflected. Buyi cut the opponent's neck.
For a moment, Okenstein lost the ability to speak. He stared at the bull's eye and slowly raised the broken sword. He couldn't believe that such a magical thing could happen.
Then the world started to spin, and he saw all the figures shaking, and finally he saw the ground full of blood, entering eternal darkness.
Okenstein’s head is missing, and he is also the first person in Gotland whose head was chopped off by a steel sword on the battlefield.
In the brief silence, the Russians suddenly fell into a frenzy.
Arik picked up the head and raised it crazily to face his own people: "Brothers, I am the real war leader."
"Arik! Arik ! Arik..." The Russians banged their wooden shields and shouted Arik's name in unison.
This duel can really be called Arik’s battle to become famous. Even Harold Johnson participated in it. He had to admit that the leader’s nephew had become a talent. So, Ogier, who has become a heroic spirit, should be happy to see his son so heroic!
Not only the duel, but also the successful entry into the castle were also the ideas that came to Arik's mind.
A thought immediately came to Haro Zuosen's mind: "If there had not been Rik. Arik, you would have been our new leader. I hope you will not compete with your brother for the position."
p>What is glory? Arik felt that he was now bathing in the holy morning sunshine and accepting the support of his own people.
He threw away the bloody head and pointed his sword at all the stone buildings: "Come with me! Brothers, take the gold that belongs to us."
The last Nine garrison guards died immediately in the chaos, and the furious Russians rushed to each stone chamber with the wooden door locked.
The largest stone chamber became the target of public criticism.
The big ax directly smashed the wooden door to pieces. The Russians then aimed at the guards at the four doors at the end of the corridor and quickly assassinated them with more than ten spearheads.
Another wooden door blocks the way.
Arik, who had completely transformed into a berserker, took the long-handled ax from his companion and made a terrifying chop, causing the wooden door to fall down.
Immediately afterwards, there was the heart-rending scream of a woman and the wailing of a man.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Arik was stunned. He first handed the ax to his companion, and then drew out his sword.
"The room is very warm, but why does it smell bad?"
"Aha! It must have been the man fatter than a seal who pissed himself in fear!" A certain warrior shouted casually said, and the people who followed him laughed wildly.
Aric turned his head slightly: "Brothers, have you seen those boxes? They must be gold. Let's go."
At this moment, the castle owner Oxen was really scared. He peed, and after his wife and concubines screamed briefly, they saw the bloody "savage" holding a sword walking in. They were so shocked that they immediately lost their voices and almost fainted.
After all, they are the mothers of their children. At critical moments, they hug their daughters out of maternal instinct, close their eyes tightly and hope for a miracle to happen.
A miracle? Will there be a miracle? All the defenders must be dead.
The desperate Oxon heard that the pirates wanted gold, and for a moment, he felt that he had hope of survival.
With a gesture of extreme humiliation, Oxon moved his fat body and crawled like a fat pig in front of Arik, whose upper body was covered in other people's blood.
"Ah! Sir, you want gold. I will give you gold! A lot of gold."
"You?" Aric looked down upon the humble man in front of him, but when he thought of His biological father died in the hands of these people, and he immediately kicked Oxon in a rage that made Oxon almost howl.
Oxen regained his composure and pointed to his wooden box and his wives and concubines: "My lord, as long as you can spare my life. I will give you the gold and the women. It's all yours." "
Hearing this, his two wives and concubines who were in extreme panic must now feel an extra layer of sadness and anger.
Two women huddled together holding their children.
Aric looked at the woman, he didn't want to do anything to her. Although there was a melee at the beginning, the crazy Ross people were really attacking indiscriminately. As long as everyone calms down a little bit, they will stop killing people randomly.
The Rus are also a branch of the Vikings. In a society around the Baltic Sea, it is normal for the losers of the war to work as slaves for the victors. It's just that the Russians are located in a remote area and rarely conduct foreign expeditions, which makes themSlaves used for service in the tribe are extremely rare.
This is different now. From this battle until now, all those captured will be taken back as trophies as long as they are not injured. What's more, most of the prisoners are women!
Aric knew that he should not attack women, otherwise he would bear a very bad stigma after becoming famous in one battle.
The kneeling man was still begging for mercy, but the more the man did this, the more contempt he became.
"Hey! Idiot. You still have your sword. Pull out your sword and fight us like a man."
Oxon was still mumbling words of begging for mercy. Snot also flowed out. "As long as...as long as you let me go, these gold and silver will be yours. Use them to buy my life, okay?"
Arik had gone to all the trouble, and he looked at the fat pig fiercely: "If we kill you, the gold and silver will still be ours, so what does it have to do with you?"
After that, he walked over and killed the richest businessman in Skenberg without mercy.
At this point, the fighting strength of the Gotlanders in Skokenberg was gone, and the Russians won.
Who cares about how their attack on Gotland will react to other Gotlanders and Danes?
Now Arik doesn’t even care about the two huddled women. He kicked away Oxen's body, and then swung his steel sword fiercely, accurately cutting off the bronze lock of the skinned wooden box.
He opened the lid, and a large number of Russians came over. Shock was written on everyone's faces - the box was filled with shiny silver coins!