No one thought that this battle would be a fierce battle. The red-eyed Swedish soldiers withdrew, and only after the tribes' troops calmed down did they realize what had happened.
The dukes from all tribes gathered at the command post of King Olegin. Since everyone suffered a lot of casualties, their eyes were about to pop out with anger.
Yelmalen leader Wenderson changed his usual calmness. He was so angry that he pushed Olegin, who was wearing armor, and yelled: "You are an idiot! For your fight, I Half of the people are dead! What do you want? Are you happy that my people are dead?" At this moment, Karl stood up, not only to protect his king father, but mainly because of this anger. Wenderson insulted the entire Malaren people.
Karl pulled out his sword and suddenly pressed the blade against Wenderson's neck: "Old man, pay attention to who you humiliate!"
"Are you threatening me?!" While Karl was not there Note that Wenderson picked up his battle ax and knocked Karl's sword aside, and asked Olegin, who was looking at what was happening: "Is this your attitude? You really want us to die!"
Karl's recklessness immediately aroused the suspicion of all the Dukes. Even the Duke of Uppsala, who had always had a close relationship with Mälaren, could not stand it anymore.
Everyone needs a good explanation from Origen.
Olegin, who had stabilized his mood, straightened his crown. If the attack failed, it would be considered a defeat!
He was so heartbroken that he even performed a howl: "You said you suffered heavy casualties, and we Melalen people suffered the biggest losses! Many of my most elite black warriors died, and I still need them to go to Kalmar to fight a vicious battle. Who would have thought that they would stumble in this damn fortress?" "Then what do you want to do? Continue to fight?" Wenderson asked.
"We must continue to fight. We must capture this place, and we must capture Kalmar again. We have made so many sacrifices, and the blood of the dead warriors cannot be shed in vain."
"But if we defeat them, we will have to pay more. How sure are you?"
Wenderson asked one after another, and the implication was very clear - he had the ability to retreat and stop losses. meaning.
No one said in person that they would withdraw from the battle with their brothers. After all, if they really withdraw, they will bear the reputation of being a coward, and they will not be able to live well in the future. Everyone could no longer bear any more losses and urgently needed Olegin to come up with a clever plan.
A clever idea? Any idea?
Those who wear golden crowns in the public eye are not wise men. Olegin held back a plan for a while: "The sky is sunny now, and there will be many days of good weather in the future. Let the brothers have a good rest and eat more The bonfire scares the enemy. We will continue to attack tomorrow! You all saw that there is a gap in their wall, and we will win tomorrow! Pouting his lips: "They have a lot of spears, and the gap is not big enough. Those who attack rashly will just be stabbed to death one after another."
"You are afraid of death.! Then let us Mellaren people continue to attack. Are you satisfied? ! "Olegin's angry words did not satisfy everyone, and the atmosphere of division was already filling the command post.
Rurik was following his father. He saw the entire panorama of the internal strife, and also Sensing an increasingly strange atmosphere.
Originally Otto did not want to get involved in the quarrels and complaints of these guys. The Ross people persisted until now just to fulfill their alliance obligations. Since they were destined not to directly get a lot of loot in the battle, Why talk now?
But Rurik thought more deeply. If the assembled Swedish army loses its confidence before it can lay down the fortress, will the Mellarens continue to fulfill their previous contract? How can they repay the money willingly if they can’t grab enough property?
“No! If they can't win, the loss will be mine! "
For the sake of money and wheat, Rurik forcibly intervened in this quarrel.
Olegin found a life-saving straw at the cusp of the storm, and he grabbed it Rurik’s arm, who wanted to say something, pulled him to his side.
“Stop arguing! Legend has it that this child was blessed by Odin. If he has something to say, why don’t we listen to him? As you know, the Russian arrows really suppressed the enemy from throwing stones in large numbers. ”
At this point in the battle, the Russians really didn’t have any casualties. They really didn’t get any spoils, so no one was jealous and complained.
The Dukes looked at each other and decided to listen. What kind of advice does Tinryurik have?
The noisy command post fell silent instantly, and a beautiful boy flicked his golden ponytail and began to ask wisely.
"You, Have you never thought about the possibility of the enemy surrendering?"
This question made the already quiet room even quieter.
It didn't take long for everyone to come back to their senses, and the dancing eyes It shows that all parties have really not thought about this matter.
“I did a preliminary investigation and found that we lost 300 people in the day’s battle, and the corpses of the soldiers were piled up into a wall! Do you think the enemy will have no losses? Could it be that the five thousand arrows fired by us Russians did not injure a single person? Do you really think that the enemy will fight to the last man? You are all saying that you have suffered heavy casualties, but in my opinion the enemy's situation is even worse. "
"Then...what do you want? "Oligen asked.
"Persuade to surrender! Give them a chance to take a profile picture. "Rurik's round blue eyes stared at Origen's cracked face, and he deliberately flattered: "Great King, will your expedition bring death or gain more allies. Since you have recognized the Voskars as servants, you have even adopted the Danish mercenaries as your own. Why don't you try to persuade the men of Borgholm to surrender? "
"This..."
"In my opinion, they knew they would die after the city was broken, so they fought desperately. You promised that as long as they hand over their belongings, the whole family will be spared death, and as long as they show that they fight for us and attack Kalma as slaves, they canIdentity given to allies. Why do you have to completely destroy this fortress when you can make them all recognize you as their king. "
Rurik did not say any more. He was afraid that he would call Olegin a fool in public on a whim.
But Olegin was enlightened after hearing this. Patting the old face hard: "That's right! I want to persuade them to surrender! I can make their leader a duke, and then send them, along with the remaining Voskas, to fight with the locals in Kalma. right! Just do it! "
Although many people at the scene were skeptical of this plan, Olegin really felt that he had found a good way. He used his royal power to silence the doubters and gained confidence in tomorrow's battle.
The number of casualties of the Swedish army was indeed as high as 300, and some had serious limb injuries. Although they were pulled back to the camp, they died quickly beside the campfire.
One hundred of the dead. The remaining people are Olegin's black-clad warriors. After a period of intense fighting, the strength of the Melalen Army has been reduced to a thousand men! Among them, only two of the most elite so-called black-clad warriors are left. More than a hundred people.
Many of the recruited farmers put on the iron armor of the deceased, which made them look very powerful at first glance.
The most elite warriors are often weak. They endured high-intensity battles and suffered huge losses. The overall strength of the Swedish army dropped sharply. It was reasonable for the Dukes to have the idea of escape after all, attacking a Borgholm Fortress. After so many sacrifices, wouldn't the next attack on Kalmar lead to even greater casualties?
Night has finally fallen. It is less than twenty days before the summer solstice, and the daylight hours in the Öland Island area have changed. It was extremely long. Even with the light obtained by atmospheric scattering at dawn and dusk, the daylight hours exceeded 19 hours!
The coalition forces began to attack the city at dawn, a long attack! The sun finally emerged from the clouds.
The tired soldiers gathered around the campfire and fell asleep. To hell with the casualties and mud! The coalition forces have indeed entered their weakest moment. At this time, it should have been an opportunity for the Borgholm defenders to launch a defensive counterattack, but as Rurik said, the Saxon mentality has collapsed after experiencing the bloody battle. A group of strong men died in battle, and the women cried bitterly for their dead fathers and brothers.
In the leader's home, Stein sat in silence holding an ancestral bronze dagger. p>
He felt that everything was over. The tribe would be destroyed tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. In short, the men would be killed and the women would become slaves...
He had the idea of suicide, and suddenly there was a burst of flames. Shaking, his survival instinct drove him to dare not do this.
“We have no enmity with the guys from the north, so you want to kill me? Can they accept my surrender, can they bypass the lives of my people? If you give them all your belongings, can they survive in exchange? ”
Stein thisWhile they were in a panic, the more than 150 surviving Ming Gotland mercenaries were determined not to work in vain for the Saxons anymore.
At night, the whole world quiets down, and the sound of sea waves comes from the distance, deepening the silence of the night.
"Brothers, we can no longer give our lives to these idiots. Those guys in the north are also asleep. Now we sneak out through the gap and grab the enemy's ship. Now the southwest wind is blowing again. , let’s quietly return to our hometown on the island!”
An old mercenary with status became the leader of the survivors. They grabbed their own money and all escaped at night. Although they were very tired, they burst out with strong vitality under the control of their desire to survive.
In order to move quickly and concealedly, the fleeing Gotland mercenaries threw away their heavy chainmails. They were either clothed or leather armored, carrying their own round shields on their backs. Armed with swords and axes, they swarmed out of the gap.
Their actions were naturally noticed by some people in the fortress, but everyone's mentality had collapsed and there was nothing to be concerned about. They did not even inform their leader or any elder of the abnormal situation.
In the dark world, there is a half-covered moon and twinkling stars in the sky. The world is not really dark. In the dim light, they can see a large number of ships near the shore.
The keen-eyed mercenaries understood their situation clearly. The so-called north coast had completely become the enemy's camp, and the number of bonfires there was as huge as the stars in the sky. Escape from there is like a sheep entering the mouth of a wolf, so where to escape?
Their escape was not a casual escape. The cattle and sheep raised by the Saxons were all driven into the fortress. The entire Oland Island was relatively barren. It was difficult for them to find enough food in the wilderness to support their stay. The boat must be found quickly.
It is very necessary to seize the attacker's ship, and it is also necessary to run to the beach.
This is not a coincidence, but a necessity!
The fleeing Gotland mercenaries actually targeted the Russians camping on the western coast!
In fact, they could not clearly see the specific strength of the Russians in the dark night. Considering that the number of bonfires there was relatively sparse, the strength must be small. More importantly, a guy with excellent eyesight saw some blurry black figures offshore, which must be cargo ships!
There are more than 150 brothers. It is unrealistic to expect a few long boats to take everyone to escape. If a cargo ship is captured, it is really possible for everyone to cram into one ship and escape!
Feeling a great opportunity, they ignored all the risks and began to drag their tired figures into action.
However, Russians are not fools! In particular, the Rus army, commanded by Rurik, was completely different from other forces in the coalition.
This night, Otto just couldn't stand the humidity on the shore, so he returned to the Aurora to sleep comfortably.
Rurik considered that the Russian army would continue to fight in tomorrow's battle, so he ordered his men to bringA batch of iron-clustered arrows gave all the soldiers an order to sleep on the spot without leaving their armor.
The Russian army's camp is in a ring, with Rurik's tent in the middle and the elite soldiers placed on the outside. Especially the mercenaries, they want to fight hard and vicious battles. Even if they are camping, they must form a barrier facing the enemy's fortress, and the four torsion slingshots have also been moved here as a symbol of military power.
The veterans among the mercenaries have been working for Gould for many years. Everyone has always been familiar with the "night patrol around the island", and now it is normal to be ordered to take turns patrolling the camp.
With their patrols, the tired warriors can lie down on their shields and sleep a little more peacefully, but they always have their crossbows beside them, and their right hands hold the handles of their swords and axes.
Looking at the direction of the stars, the mercenaries on duty always felt that it was almost dawn. When the sun rises, everyone will face another battle.
Suddenly, the atmosphere became strange, and strange noises came from not far away!
The mercenary on duty immediately knelt down in the dewy grass and saw many sneaky shadows.
"Are the messengers from the Mellarens coming now? Are they crazy?"
"They are not crazy. In my opinion, these are not the Mellarens."< /p>
"Who is that? It can't be the enemy?"
"It is the enemy!"
A few rotation mercenaries did not dare to say anything, they used thatch to They hurriedly crawled back to the camp and woke up their boss Yevro first.
"What's going on? It's not dawn yet." Yevluo was so upset that he got out of bed.
"Boss! I see there is an enemy sneak attack."
When he heard the sneak attack, Yevlo's whole body was like a cat with exploded hair: "Did you see it clearly?"
A few people hesitated for a moment, and then jointly expressed their position: "In my opinion, it is a sneak attack by the enemy. Although..."
"Let's do it! I will inform Rurik right away, and you will All their brothers woke up."
As a veteran soldier, Yevro's battlefield intuition suddenly gave the Russians an advantage. This is on the battlefield! Any hesitation or laziness may lead to death, even if it turns out to be a misunderstanding, it is not an exaggeration for the entire camp to enter a state of war preparation.
Rurik was awakened, and Carlotta who was lying next to him was also picked up. When life and death were at stake, Yevro did not care about any etiquette.
"Damn it! Why don't they attack the Mellarens? Do they think we Russians are easy to bully because we have few troops?!" Rurik, who was getting angry when he heard that the enemy was about to launch a surprise attack at dawn, Immediately ordered: "shoot arrows! Shoot arrows with all your strength! Give me the crossbow, I will shoot one myself! Defeat the enemy before alerting my father."
Fleeing Gotland getting closer and closer to the Russian camp Mercenaries, as the sky slowly turns blue, they always feel that the situation is a bit delicate. They gradually saw the camp in front of them, and were relieved that the camp was not big. Although the brothers who were prepared were exhausted, the sudden attack would wipe them all out.Killing everyone and then seizing the ship, I guess the success rate is extremely high.
Suddenly, a loud voice asked in the wind: "Who are you! Are you from Melalen? Or who are you?"
This question simply denied the escapees extravagant hope. "Oops! They noticed that we were attacking?!"
The leader instantly felt that he had to make a decisive decision. He suddenly put the round shield on his arm, raised his battle ax high and shouted: "Brothers, We've been discovered! Charge! Crush them!"
At least in the field, these Gotlanders have good self-confidence.
Suddenly, there was a roar in the air, followed by a violent crash.
The leader was shocked to find that three charging brothers were knocked down by unknown objects in strange postures, and their shields were shattered!
This was not over yet. Suddenly there was the sound of searching in the sky. When they discovered that what fell from the sky were arrows, it was already too late.
The longbowmen from Ironburg began to fire arrows. They were the second round of attack force after the torque slingshot.
The third round of attackers' iron-clustered crossbows also came, and the steel-armed crossbows forcibly fired light crossbows. More than ten Gotlanders who lost the protection of their shields were hit by arrows.
"Change to heavier arrows! Chase after them!" Rurik, who held a light wooden crossbow high in the air, shouted loudly, and more than thirty people responded in an instant.
The next battle was already free fire. The warriors holding steel-armed crossbows launched a charge. They shot while running. The powerful heavy crossbow arrows turned the wooden shields of the Gotland attackers into decorations. The arrow cluster directly pierced the heart, and even came out from the back. The person hit by the arrow lost the ability to fight on the spot, and would inevitably die after constant blood loss...
This is not over yet, the torque slingshot finally completed the tense task After reloading, the second round of shooting killed four people and almost injured friendly troops.
The Russians used arrows and slingshots to attack without waiting, leaving the attackers to be ambushed.
Rurik felt that he had hit another enemy. He was not sure of the result in the dim light, but it was undeniable that the attackers were the enemies defending the city. Although he did not know their motives, The so-called raid had been completely defeated.
Soon, warriors with swords and shields swarmed forward and killed dozens of attackers who were frightened by the rain of arrows.
"Stop it! Leave a few alive and ask them about their details!" It was not until Rurik personally intervened that more than twenty attackers who gave up resistance were prevented from being killed by the "lack of entertainment" Ross. The soldiers were beaten to death, but their teeth were often broken and their faces were covered in blood...