A large group of enemies have begun to flee, and those who have been knocked down are still being hit by their subordinates.
Otto yelled several times: "Brothers, stop chasing. These enemies are too weak, let Rurik take care of the rest."
Some Russians also While roaring and chasing, more people stopped to clean the battlefield on the hill.
Otto realized that he was actually standing on a stone mountain. Unexpectedly, not only had the snow on the top of the mountain been cleared away, but the gray stone mountain also showed signs of extensive excavation.
Not only that, some of the stones that were a little shiny under the rays of the sun that had just emerged from the horizon were obviously similar in shape, as if they had been deliberately cut into the same shape and piled together in large numbers.
Why are they shiny? Kawei, who was curious and sensitive, rushed over directly. When he got closer, he realized what was going on with just his naked eyes.
Kawei laughed wildly in the chaos: "Hahaha! It's iron ore! The whole hill is iron ore! These foreigners are all miners! We destroyed the miners "
In the chaos, Otto couldn't notice Kawei at all. Besides, Kawei also wore a leather helmet reinforced with bronze sheets and held a steel sword and shield in his hand. Kawei called himself " Servant of Thor” and now not “Warrior of Odin”?
The sun is also one of the incarnations of Odin. Fighting in the rising sun makes everyone happy.
The tents began to be destroyed one by one, and the Ross warriors prepared to assassinate the hiding enemies and search for hidden leather, silver coins, or other useful things.
Otto tore open the linen cover of a tent with a sword. As the tent was destroyed, two women suddenly appeared, crying in fear.
The woman is a bit short, and she is covered in brown deerskin. Just based on their faces, Otto seems a little familiar: "How come she looks a bit like Rumia? She can't be a deer farmer, right?" ”
The young Ross warriors who gathered around stood beside their leader, with greedy eyes in their eyes.
For the two strange and unknown women, they are sheep, and the Russians are wolves.
"Don't be impulsive." Otto sternly stopped his men, and then he walked over in person, used his sword to open the deerskin, and saw their hands and feet tied with hemp rope, and their gray linen clothes.
Otto was heartened and sighed: "Attention, these two are slaves. They are not our enemies. Now I declare that all slaves are mine!"
He thought again and continued to order his men: "Pay attention to it. You must ensure the safety of the slaves. Anyone who does something they shouldn't do will be punished."
Young warrior They were a little disappointed. Who doesn't want to own a private slave? Since the leader announced the possession in advance, he couldn't say anything.
However, some of the leather in the tent was good stuff, and the leader did not declare his possession of these properties.
In addition to the thick leather coats left for the frightened woman to wrap herself up against the cold, the Russians looted everythingSome leather and linen. After all, young soldiers are still poor.
Things soon made new progress, because the soldiers cleaning the battlefield suddenly discovered a large number of slaves controlled by foreigners. There were not only men and women, but even some children.
This is very strange, how come a large group of strange slaves appear on the hill.
Otto was very puzzled. After all, slaves were not enemies. He sent people to cut off the hemp ropes binding the feet of all the slaves, because he was worried that some of them would try to escape, but the hemp ropes on their hands remained. The slaves were gathered together, and there were actually as many as thirty people in total. Fifteen of them were obviously mature men, and even five of them were obviously little boys.
As a batch of hammers and chisels for cutting stone were discovered, and Kawei, who was somewhat mentally stable, reported his astonishing discovery, Otto somewhat understood the current situation.
It turns out that these bound slaves are slave miners under the control of mysterious aliens!
Otto could not have imagined that this fateful battle would actually lead the Russians to discover a large mine?
Although the hills near Rossburg contain not only iron ore but also a little copper, the Ross people have never been short of iron.
I was able to discover an open-pit mine in a remote, unexplored land and capture as many as thirty slaves. If the trip ended here, it would be a worthwhile operation.
Otto stood on the piles of ore, facing the sun on the horizon, bathed in the holy golden light.
"Rurik, you have taken care of the fleeing enemies! Under the sun, you will definitely win a great victory, right?"
Otto can lead it himself People went to chase the enemy, but in fact there were already war-loving tribesmen taking advantage of the victory to pursue them.
He felt that the battle had ended victoriously, so he waited here. His son, who was waiting for victory, sent someone to the hillside to report the good news of the victory.
What thrilling thing happened on the other side of the hillside?
Rurik continued to stand still. As the shouts became more intense, Rurik's heart became more and more excited. He was a little anxious about the rope, fearing that he would not be able to catch up with the battle.
Compared to him, his subordinates didn't say anything. They really wanted to leave their positions, drop their crossbows and use swords instead, and join in the melee, for fear that others would take away the benefits.
Jevro was half-kneeling in the snow. He was ordered to bend his back to cover Rurik, who was also lowering his body.
"Master, we have been waiting for a while. Maybe the big leader has solved the battle."
"Are you suggesting that I take the initiative?" Rurik asked.
"Perhaps it is appropriate to attack now."
Rurik gritted his teeth and raised his head to look up at the top of the hill. So far, there are indeed no enemies rushing down.
"Your suggestion may make sense and allow everyone to keep moving forward in formation."
Rurik stood up. Just as he was about to issue a new order, hePulled into the snow by Yevluo.
Because, a group of panicked black figures appeared.
All the anxiously waiting warriors finally got their dream prey at this moment.
Rurik held up his leather hat, hurriedly picked up the already strung crossbow, and ordered: "Everyone, the enemy is coming. Don't be anxious. When they get close, we will attack. Just like a hunter Kill a deer. "
An excellent bow hunter knows that the weapons at hand are limited, so these hunters are all masters of stealth. They can hide themselves when they touch the prey and suddenly fire cold arrows. This skill is the key for hunters to shoot snowshoe rabbits more efficiently.
Without Lauriurik's excessive supervision, his men stood in the prescribed positions, half-kneeling on the ground one by one, watching with ferocious eyes the strange and hurried crowd rushing towards them.
Suddenly, Rurik actually saw the Ross warriors who had the power to rush down the hill, chasing them with swords and shields in hand.
"Damn it. Will a rash arrow hit our people?" Suddenly, he was a bit defensive.
Yevluo made a cold face: "My lord, life or death is up to you, you don't have to worry about others. The enemy is coming, we..."
Rurik Changshu In one breath, he tried his best to calm down the excitement in his heart, and suddenly shouted in a childish voice: "All hunters! Shoot arrows!"
The first to receive the order were the foot archers holding short wooden bows, and they started A long arrow that shoots bone clusters.
In the eyes of the fleeing aliens, a group of archers hiding in the snow suddenly appeared.
Some arrows fell from the sky, but due to a misjudgment of distance, none of these arrows killed any of them. The fleeing crowd was startled by the arrows scattered around them, but there was an ambush in front of them and pursuers behind them. Should they just sit there and wait to be killed?
The leader wearing a squirrel-skin hat wielded his hammer and shouted words that Rurik could not understand.
Is that guy the leader of the enemy? Rurik stared at the changes in the battle situation. He did not expect that his archers did not cause the so-called first round of damage that he expected. Instead, the enemy, led by a guy holding a sledgehammer, became extremely bellicose.
Rurik slowly picked up his crossbow and continued to order: "Hunter! Keep firing arrows! Crossbowmen, prepare to shoot!"
The second round of long arrows was fired , the Ross hunters finally caused some damage to the enemy.
In Rurik's eyes, some enemies were indeed shot by arrows, but the enemies were like wounded deer with terrible arrow feathers stuck in their bodies, and they were running hard.
Are these crazy enemies planning to break through head-on?
You are really brave people, but you have no chance.
Rurik's crossbow took the lead in aiming at the suspected leader, and suddenly stood up and shouted: "Crossbowman! Fire!"
Twenty half-kneeling men The mercenaries suddenly stood up, aiming their crossbows at each other.goal.
The trigger was pulled, Rurik's body trembled violently, and a heavy crossbow arrow swirled in the air, heading straight for the selected target.
The alien leader also had quick eyesight and quick hands. When he saw a foreign object flying straight towards him, he subconsciously blocked his face with a big hammer.
What a coincidence, Rurik’s crossbow arrow came straight to this man’s neck.
After a very strong metal collision, the leader fell to the ground. But the leader was not hit in the head by the crossbow arrow. He lay on the ground with stars in his eyes, and when he raised the hammer in his hand, it was also deeply dented by the steel arrow cluster.
In just one salvo, ten of the thirty people who fled were actually shot.
These crossbow arrows, which were deliberately designed with very long arrow clusters, directly penetrated the leather clothing of the aliens, dug deeply into the body, and caused terrible and fatal penetrating wounds.
With only one arrow, a soldier immediately lost his ability to fight.
"Haha, it seems that I hit an enemy, Yevluo, do you think I have become a real man?" Rurik was very excited, but Yevluo handed another to his master. A well-strung crossbow.
"Sir, the battle is still going on, please be careful."
"Yes." Rurik felt that he was a little carried away, and he hurriedly ordered: "Hunter, keep shooting arrows . Crossbowmen, fight again. Others, draw your swords and prepare to fight!”
For a moment, the aliens were frightened by the sudden death of their companions, and their eyes widened and they suddenly became overwhelmed.
Russ hunters got this opportunity to shoot arrows accurately at the dull "target".
The frightened alien archer actually forgot to fight back.
The mercenaries were very obedient to the orders of their financial masters. After deploying their crossbows, they mounted their crossbows.
"Brothers, fire."
Rurik held a crossbow and led his troops in another round of shooting. This time, five unlucky enemies were hit.
The two pieces of arrow rain that are bonded at an intentional angle give the crossbow the ability to spin when flying. They are short, thick and heavy spiral feather arrows. They are powerful and heavy because they rotate when flying, which relatively overcomes the disadvantage of being prone to unstable flight.
Rurik even watched the arrow fly in a low and flat arc, aiming at the target and flying accurately. These shooting feelings are indeed something that a bow cannot bring.
Even the enemy's head was pierced by arrow clusters. The Russians did not even give the dead a chance to fight back. Everything that belonged to the dead ended.
"Well done, brothers! Keep on cocking and let's try to kill them with our crossbows! I'll reward each of you with a silver coin..."
Yevlo I'm very happy for the master's grace, but the current situation no longer warrants the trouble of re-stringing the crossbow.
He suggested loudly: "There is no need to shoot anymore, the enemy has lost their momentum, they are just a bunch of fat sheep. It's time for the sword and shield men to move out."
Rurik is actually a little unsatisfied. He hopes to complete a perfect shooting with a crossbow in this ambush battle. In the current situation, it is indeed unnecessary.
"Okay! Brothers, pull out your swords and let us charge."
Yevlo also picked up a melee weapon, the so-called short iron sword in his left hand and a short-handled sword in his right hand. Ax, shouting: "Brothers, leave a few lives for our master."
The crossbowmen picked up short spears and swords, and the bow hunters took the lead and rushed forward with their axes high, followed closely. Behind them were warriors holding swords and shields.
Those who were still alive after being hit by crossbow arrows were all killed by the Rus. Perhaps for these seriously injured foreigners, a last-ditch attack is also a kind of mercy in a sense.
Finally, those who were lucky enough to survive the crossbows and tried to turn around to escape were either caught up by the pursuers and beheaded, or were beheaded by the pursuing Ross hunters.
Some poor people were even stabbed directly by short spears that turned into javelins.
The leader who was almost shot by Rurik fell in the snow, and instinctively pretended to be dead when his head regained consciousness.
However, the Ross warriors in a violent state have forgotten how many survivors need to be left in this battle.
The leader, who was lucky enough to survive, was almost killed by a short spear. Jevluo rushed over and stopped the warrior's actions.
He yelled angrily: "Don't you understand? Master Rurik wants to keep one alive, go away now!"
That's all, Jevlo looked at the man who was almost executed Those who came to the end could see clearly the man's trembling lips and trembling hands. He suddenly kicked the guy in the crotch who was still pretending to be dead. After all, this person was a man. For a critical blow to such a part, the instant pain could negate all pretense.
After being around for so many years, Yevlo certainly knows some dirty fighting tricks. After all, this is war, and it is shameful to use random tricks in normal combat training. Certain tricks that can make the enemy lose the ability to fight in battle are really unnecessary.
The strange man who was critically struck rolled in the snow, and his squirrel skin hat shook off.
Rurik caught up and was confused by the guy rolling on the ground.
Looking at Yevlo's determined eyes again, he had to ask: "What's wrong with this man?"
"I hit him. Master, maybe we can start this person from now on." "Get some information on me."
It seems that the tribe has executed all the enemies except this person. Rurik feels that this battle is confusing. The Russians obviously agreed to fight, and the identity of the enemy is unclear. What is it?
"Yevluo, go and ask this person's identity."
"Yes! Master."
Yevluo stepped forward and did as usual Ask this guy with a sore crotch in Norse.
However, what this man said made Jevro’s eyes widen.
Jevro immediately took out the language of his hometown, which he had almost forgotten, and asked the other party's exact identity.
I could only hear this middle-aged man with shaggy hair shouting a word frequently: "kiven! kiven! makiven!"
Rurik also opened his eyes wide. Because he could understand just these words.
"kiven? The name of a tribe?" With curiosity, Rurik approached cautiously with his sword.
"Jevluo, have you found out the identity of this person? Kiven? Is it a tribal name?"
Yevluo was a little surprised: "Sir, do you know that we Fen people "Huh?" Rurik pointed his sword at the fallen man, "Is this person a member of your hometown?"
Jevro denied it. : "No, this is a Kewen person."
"A Kewen person? What kind of strange guy is he?"
Yevluo shook his head: "He is not one of my tribe, but What I can confirm is that our enemies are not Tavastians."
After that, Jevro squatted down and put a short sword directly against the throat of the fallen man.
The man who fell on the ground looked at the sharp sword with wide eyes, his whole body trembling.
"Are you really from Covin?" Jevro asked cautiously.
The leader who was the only one left alive responded hurriedly: "I am a Covin, and we are doing some work here. Who are you? Are you Tavastian? Oh, sir, don't kill me. ."
Jevro almost laughed: "Tavastian? No! I am a Fen, that is, a Suomi, and everyone standing in front of you is Wa. Liangge warrior."
"Actually...actually a Varyag?" The surviving leader almost fainted. The Varangians were a hundred times more powerful than the Tavastians. They were beings that even the Kovans would not dare to provoke even if they were crazy.
Yevluo continued to explain his identity: "I am now a servant of the Varyags..."
Yevluo wanted to say a few more words, but he did not think that this person was crazy. Rolling his eyes, his attitude changed instantly: "Oh! That's right! Are you a Suomi? A brother from the south! Oh, the Tavastians are all our enemies, why should we be enemies? Your master is Varyag Human? If I can live by being a servant of the Varyags, I am willing to be a servant...I even..."
Yevluo was speechless for a moment. He could see that this man looked like a businessman. , an act of begging for mercy reminded Jevro of his previous master Gould. Because this guy's words are too commercial, this person is not simply praying for life, but saying, "Hero, please save my life so that I can do things for you."
"Haha, you Kewen people are not good at fighting, but you are a real businessman! In order to survive, you will sell anything?!"
"Hehe." The leader forced a smile. , "Isn't it good to live?"
Jevro felt that this person was no longer a threat, so he put away his sword.
This move causedDeryurik became vigilant, and he asked displeasedly: "Are you sure that this guy is your past friend?"
"No! Master, this man is from Kewen, and he is willing to be your friend." I just want my life to be spared."
"Is it necessary to ask for my life?" Rurik asked.
Yevuge shrugged, turned around and ordered the leader of the Kovin people: "Kneel down to your master, kneel down to this child. Get down here."
One In an instant, like an old sheep lying on the ground, the leader of Coven crawled close to Rurik's feet with his head raised.
"Look, the Kovin people have surrendered."
Looking at Jevro's proud face and then at the lying guy, Rurik felt that the development of the situation was very absurd.
"Yevlo."
"Yes!"
Rurik frowned and asked: "Who are the Kovin people?"
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"They are some merchant tribesmen." Yevro pinched his chin and recalled: "I have forgotten many things from my childhood, but the Kovin people are not powerful enemies. They are just some merchants."
< p>"Just a businessman?""That's probably it. Master, the word kiven, in our common language, refers to a walking stick. It's a bit like the short spear we use recently. Master, your Rumia also understands this word."
"But I don't know. I didn't come across this word when I learned the deer herder's language."
"Maybe because they are more mysterious." Yevluo shrugged: "My hometown is in the south. I know that there are some Kewen people in the north, but I didn't expect to meet them here."
Is there anything in this place? Attract businessman's treasure?
Rurik felt that something was strange, so he ordered the kneeling Covin man in the language of a deer herder: "Be my slave and avoid death."
After that, he imitated the moves he learned from his father Otto, and stretched out his right foot towards the Covin people in front of the warriors of his own tribe.
"Kiss my boots! Be my slave! Avoid death!"
Obviously, the leader of the Kewen people thought it was a bit absurd, but he understood this obvious noble status What the Varyag boy said was actually very similar to the language of his own people.
Ah, because in the 830s AD, the deer herders (Sami people) and Finns (Suomi people), and even the entire modern Finland, and even the residents of Karelia, all said the same thing language. They are all part of a large Finnish ethnic group, and the dialects they speak to each other have not yet become independent languages.
The leader immediately reached out and showed his surrender to Rurik.
What would it mean to have one more Corvin servant? Rurik doesn’t know yet. But he had a hunch that this matter was not as simple as accepting a servant.
Today’s adventure is destined to mean something even more magical.