Visby has been a place of worship for generations of Gotland Islanders, and the huge settlement was continuously expanded around their stone ship altar.
They built a stable building with stones, called the Thing, the so-called meeting hall.
Only when facing major events, all the wealthy families on the island will send their chiefs to Thing to discuss matters.
A capable Ross army landed on the island and backstabbed the coastal defense line in the north of the island that the brothers had worked so hard to build. Although not many families think that this method of passively building earth walls is very useful, it was the families in Baisha Port who took charge of it. The White Sands Port in the north has fallen, and the people who escaped are simply spreading horrible rumors-the Rus burned the city and killed everyone.
These things are worthy of belief. A group of refugees from the north of the island did arrive in Visby by boat, plus refugees who fled on land. They all told the same thing.
While they were still debating whether peace should be normal, the mounds near Visby actually flashed with blood-red light.
Arik and his brothers were still sleeping on the mound. The birdsong in the early morning woke up these sleeping people.
When the early morning mist dispersed, the Ross warriors were bathed in the holy light of the morning sun and could clearly see the vast sea and the huge settlements.
Arik watched all this while leaning against the big tree, and now he was no longer shocked.
"Brothers, get up! Come and see the lair of the Gotlanders."
The soldiers gathered one after another, looking at Visby and couldn't help but sigh.
"Boss, the leader wants to take us down here and then burn it down? Things are a bit difficult."
"Yes, maybe the enemy can gather more than us Warriors. We have to fight them, and I'm afraid we won't win quickly."
The Ross raiding team, who were burning and killing all the way, were all worried about the huge size of Visby at this moment. After all, there were only fifty of them, and many of them were really afraid that the crazy Arik would ask his brothers to follow him down the mountain. That was not bravery, but pure recklessness. No matter how weak the enemy is, a mere fifty people will fight to the point of exhaustion, but they will still be surrounded and killed by the enemy.
Suddenly, someone saw something unusual under the mound, pointed and shouted: "Boss, look, there are a bunch of people there, actually moving towards us?!"
Hearing this, Arik instinctively became wary. He bent down slightly and narrowed his eyes to pay attention to the details of the distant world.
My subordinates were right. After some identification, everyone saw armed men approaching this hill covered with pine trees.
Those guys came from Visby. They wore helmets and bucklers on their backs.
They are by no means farmers or shepherds, they are real warriors!
However, in Arik's view, these were just a bunch of fat guys coming to his door. Thinking of this, his eyes showed murderous intent and his laughter became more and more unrestrained.
"Haha, brothers, you are tired of killing mortals! Come on,Let's find a way to do it again. We intercept and kill these idiots. ”
No one refused at this moment. The brothers hoped to fight the enemy warriors under the sun, defeat the powerful enemy, take away the weapons and money from the corpse, and gain the glory of a man in the fight.
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Whether Aric accepts it or not, the way of fighting has been greatly changed by more powerful long-range weapons such as crossbows.
It is a complete fool to leave excellent weapons unused. Shooting the enemy accurately with a crossbow has nothing to do with whether it is honorable or not. Why talk so much during the fight? A smart warrior wants to save his own life, but also his wealth, the enemy's women, and the warrior's. They have all the honors, and they want them all.
Rose's scouts currently control excellent geography, and it is perfect for the Arik organization to wait for an ambush. Thirty of his subordinates wore khaki peasant robes with the word "plunder" and were lying on the ground holding swords and shields. Under the robes were blue and white robes representing Ross. When the fighting started, they would light up. One's own identity.
This is what warriors do. They must fight with dignity. No matter how stupid the Gotlanders are, they still know the signs of the Rus. Showing the pattern on their robes saves them from having to declare their family status. Even if there are enemies, the four of them will understand.
The other twenty warriors are also lying on the ground with loaded crossbows.
They naturally press their cheeks against the wooden supports. , staring at the rear sight of the carbon steel reed (which slightly catches the arrow to prevent it from falling), and the front sight set up at the front, achieving three points and one line.
They just pointed the rifle. Holding the crossbow in a lying position. The steel-armed crossbow is really an enemy-killing weapon in certain situations. Aric has already figured out the wonderful use of the weapon, and now he uses it on the Gotlanders. /p>
Nearly two hundred Gotland explorers, led by an old warrior named Raven, at Thing’s request, climbed over the mound to see the situation in Bridge Village, and to find out what happened last night. The secret of the red light.
There were armed Bridge Village villagers in this team, and they were the ones who gathered in Visby to spread the terrible news that the Russians had entered the village. People already knew the news that the Russians had landed and caused destruction, and the new news did not shock everyone.
The men were armed in an instant, as long as the various families reached a consensus in the stone house of Thing. , for example, after giving an order to fight, the men can assemble the army in an instant.
Raven's two hundred soldiers are just a group of explorers, most of whom are capable warriors, and many of the men have experienced battles at sea. Experience, or struggling to single-handedly kill a whale with a harpoon
There are also Danes from Jutland who rowed to the nearby Obodrites (Slavonic Wende) when they were young. tribe), he has ample experience in killing people. Now that he is old, he is still high-spirited and works as a servant for a merchant family in Visby.soldiers.
Only the more than fifty farmers and shepherds in Qiao Village are in relatively poor condition. After all, they do not live by selling force, they are just ordinary people. This time, the men in the entire Qiao Village took up arms and wanted to return to the village to see the situation. People hoped that there would be no trouble.
Raven knew nothing about the danger ahead, and the people traveling with him did not think they would encounter any danger near Visby.
They climbed the gentle mounds with swagger, and the final slope was ahead of them.
Pairs of eyes are hidden in the dead grass under the trees. The Russians are not deliberately trying to disguise themselves. They can only say that the inherent color of the flax used to make burlap is a typical "autumn color".
It is extremely difficult for a person with sharp eyes to suddenly see a hidden enemy clearly, not to mention that the vigilance of a person like Lavin has been largely worn away by walking.
Arik was laughing in his heart, but on the outside he was very serious. The crossbowmen were lying next to him, and the sword and shield men also looked at his orders before suddenly jumping out to fight. It was not advisable to climb the mound in confusion. Lavin led his people on a small trail climbing the mound. This was a shortcut, but it also became a dangerous place.
"Now, brothers, shoot." Arik ordered in a low voice.
In an instant, twenty arrows flew with the sound of whirling feathers, hitting Raven's column concentratedly.
In order to facilitate movement, these Gotland pathfinders did not wear chain mail. They all wore hardened cowhide armor and leather helmets inlaid with iron. In addition, the most useful defensive equipment was the A round shield with a copper edge.
However, these defensive measures were of limited use, not to mention that they were unprepared.
The people who control the crossbows are all veterans, and Aric is the elite warrior he likes to use. Twenty shooters had practiced accurately shooting Gotland fishermen at sea, and what they were doing now was something they were very familiar with.
The brothers have a tacit understanding with each other. Basically, everyone is shooting at their own targets, and there is limited overlap with each other.
In the first round of shooting, as many as fifteen enemies were hit by arrows and fell to the ground.
With only fifty meters of ambush, the Gotlanders did not even see the enemy. They only heard a whooshing sound in their ears, followed by the wails of the fallen.
A very capable warrior was actually hit in the chest and waist by arrows. He lost his ability to fight on the spot and was destined to die quickly from constant blood loss.
"Ah! It's the Russians! It's them!" Raven thought again of the horror of being killed by the Russians' damn arrows at sea.
The panicked Gotlanders hurriedly removed their bucklers under the command of Raven, and then formed a circle. Pairs of eyes searched everything around them eagerly, trying to find the attacker.
While they were in confusion, the lying crossbowmen turned around and lay down on their backs, with their feet on steel arms, their leather-gloved hands, their strong arms andThighs, working together to pull the bowstring soaked in seal oil until the trigger comes out. This is a very physical and violent act of winding. A strong warrior can only do it five or six times before having to rely on a winch to wind the wind.
The second round of arrows is here!
The sharp quenched rocket clusters have very good armor-breaking capabilities. The Gotlanders' shields have limited defense. The arrow clusters pierce through them, then penetrate the human leather armor, and finally penetrate into the flesh.
The damage caused by this round of shooting is far less than that of the first round. Some enemy warriors were hit by arrows. They gritted their teeth and could still stand holding axes and short spears.
It was also this round of shooting that exposed the position of the Russians.
Ravin, who was almost scratched in the face by an arrow cluster, raised his iron sword and shouted: "It's the grass under the tree in front. Brothers, follow me and kill these Russians."
< p>In an instant, the Gotlanders ended their panic, dispersed their formation, and began a frontal attack.Five fast-moving Ross shooters have already strung their bows for the third time. After shooting casually, they all drew out their steel swords.
There is no need to hide anything.
Arik suddenly appeared without shouting any strange Demacia slogans. He stuck his swords on the ground, grabbed the hood of his burqa with his right hand, and tore off the cloth, revealing his white cloth gown and the blue X-shaped stripes sewn on his chest.
The boss said this, and the Russian soldiers appeared one after another.
Their condescending appearance shocked the attacking Gotlanders, and they couldn't help but be stunned.
The Russians lifted their burqas one after another. Even though they did not have many troops, they had the aura of uniform uniforms, which really worried their opponents.
The Russians present are all veterans. They are actually about the same age as Arik and have rich combat experience.
Aric seemed to have eaten a poisonous mushroom and turned into a berserker. He was breathing heavily and his eyes were like a wolf, and he seemed to be commanding a large group of evil wolves.
Without any nonsense, he took the lead in the charge with his swords raised. What was even more terrifying was that today Arik even threw away his shield. He only wore a light cowhide armor and led the charge. Enter the melee.
This is what he hopes and what the Russian soldiers are willing to do.
The archer dropped the crossbow and instantly acted as a sword and shield player. Because the distance between the enemy and ourselves is too close, organizing a shield wall is a waste of fighter opportunities, and the two sides quickly fall into a melee.
"Kill! Kill the enemy's warriors and use their blood to honor Odin!" Arik shouted.
Raven, the old warrior of Gotland is not to be outdone. "Brothers, the time has come for these Russians to pay for their lives. Kill them!"
The arrows were followed by hand-to-hand combat. The two sides in the melee would never misjudge their opponents. The Russians' robes were too obvious.
Arik's swords cleanly cut off an enemy's arm, then stabbed him to death.
He stabbed another person. Before he could draw the sword, the enemy rolled his eyes and knelt at his feet..
However, the short spear thrown by a Gotlander almost flew close to Arik's face, almost causing a cut, but accidentally hit the arm of another Rus warrior.
The angry Arik was running wildly, stabbing the proud Gotlander who was throwing the spear with both swords. The martial arts he had developed made him unparalleled in killing at this moment.
"Hey! That warrior with two swords, duel with me!" Raven, with a bloody face, raised his sword and cursed.
"You?!" Arik wiped the blood sacrifice from his face hard, and his arms full of muscle texture shook off the blood sacrifice of the two swords. "Who are you? A humble insect?"
"I am Raven, Raven who is loyal to the Brisnos family, and I am the man destined to chop off your head!"
"You?" Arik was greatly irritated, "I am Arik of Ross, the brave man who commanded the team to destroy your fishing boat, and the man who beheaded your reveal. You stupid groundhog, today I will Cut off your head!"
After saying that, Arik rushed forward.
The melee on the mound has been going on for a while, and the Russians have very few troops. Their ambush greatly dampened the spirit of the Gotlanders who had traveled a long distance, not to mention the armed villagers in the bridge village. Brave?
The Russians have quietly gained the upper hand in the melee, even though some of them have died.
Arik no longer cares so much. He is an enraged bison, raising his sword to attack the warrior Raven with brute force.
With such a terrifying momentum, Raven regretted his decision to fight on the spot.
This is a duel! The people fighting in the melee spontaneously gave up space based on tradition.
They are both Vikings, and they do not form a shield wall to fight against each other at this moment. They are more like a small-scale duel between dozens of pairs of people, which seems to have a more glorious meaning.
This is a battle between two commanders, Aric with two swords versus Raven with sword and shield. Neither man was wearing iron chainmail, so any oversight would have been fatal.
Arik was almost undefended and seemed to be full of flaws.
However, Arik, who had personally slashed and killed as many as a hundred people, had sufficient combat experience and immediately discovered his opponent's flaw. He used his steel sword to pick away Raven's shield, turned slightly, and hit his opponent in the waist with his father's sword. This is where the winner can be determined in the first round. In an elite duel, the winner can be determined in an instant.
Raven leaned forward in pain, and Aric cut off his sword-holding arm without hesitation.
The two swords were like big scissors in his hands. Aric easily cut off Raven's head, then raised the ferocious-faced head high and roared at the melee Gotlanders: "This is your bravest man? Now he is dead!"
At this point, the morale of the Gotland Pathfinders completely collapsed!
The leader’s head is missing, and look at how many corpses are lying on the ground. Even though there are also dead Russians, the most dead ones areAre you not a Gotlander?
Many people died among the farmers in Qiao Village, including the bravest young men who screamed for revenge. They ended their extremely short career as warriors for their bravery.
The men of Bridge Village fled, and the remaining Gotlanders left the battle one after another.
The Russians also launched a countercharge and cut down several people, but were eventually ordered to stop by Arik.
"Boss, we can rush over and chop them all to death!"
Puffing Arik threw the head of Raven: "Let the coward get out! Now we know exactly who the Gotlanders are, just like you saw above! They are all fools."
The blood-stained faces looked at the backs of the escapees. , the Russians stood among the piles of corpses on the mound and ushered in a victory.
"Let's stop here." Arik ordered, "Assassinate the dying enemies and take our people away!"
A dying Russian soldier asked Arik to give him a happy reward , helpless Aric held the sword to complete it.
In the end, the Russians collected fifteen corpses of their own people. Such a loss made Arik, who had calmed down, shout that he had suffered a loss.
However, with nearly a hundred Gotlanders lying down this time, how do the Russians suffer a loss?
Wait a minute! Arik was plundering at sea, and his men suffered few losses. Today's ambush can be described as the most terrible single-day loss in recent years. The warrior brothers were all capable warriors, and now they died honorably for the Rus.
Leave the enemy’s corpse here to feed the vultures!
The bodies of the Russians were wrapped in linen and dragged away from the battlefield by soldiers. Having figured out the enemy's situation, Arik felt that it was time to evacuate. He estimated that he would encounter a large force soon after he evacuated, so the decisive battle would take place in the next few days. A larger-scale battle is waiting for you to become a great hero on the battlefield!
"Brothers, let's go! Take our brothers, bring them to that village, and let their souls go to Valhalla."
Arik, he is at the bridge At the burning houses in the village, branches and firewood were piled up. According to the Russian battlefield funeral ceremony, the bodies of the war dead were washed with stream water and then burned to ashes. Before this is completed, he and the surviving soldiers will watch as the bodies of their comrades turn into powder and their souls soar up into the smoke and dust towards the temple.