The Mercian army shouted the slogan "No mercy" and rushed towards the unknown enemy like a herd of bulls. They showed amazing courage, but their IQ was close to that of a mad bull when driven by anger.
They were jointly strangled by the Northumbrian and Viking armies, and thousands of the dead stained the banks of the Tamm River with blood.
There are blood-stained corpses everywhere, the battlefield is muddy, and the air is filled with a strong smell of rust...
Some people are still dying and squirming, while others are exhausted. The warrior added another axe.
The peasant warriors of Northumbria were covered in blood, and they continued to fight in a trance with their mouths wide open.
The reason why some people fell was not because they were fatally injured, but because they fell from exhaustion while fighting.
Bodies were piled on top of each other, bent iron swords were stuck on the ground, broken shields were everywhere, and spear handles stuck in the red mud looked like saplings.
Arik's whole body was steaming, and he ordered aggressively: "Kill the enemy without mercy!"
The Russian army did this, and the Balmok army performed the same. .
The injured enemies, and even the injured Northumbrian so-called friendly troops, were all killed by the Viking coalition forces indiscriminately.
Perhaps this is a kind of kindness. Even if those seriously injured people did not die temporarily, almost all died of wound infection in extreme pain within a few days. The last hit now is a relief.
Because the wounded members of the Viking coalition were pulled to the rear by their brothers, they would have the opportunity to receive medical treatment.
The battlefield has become a meat grinder. As a spectator, Earl Pecrat's army, which recently surrendered to Northumbria, can see this cruel battlefield clearly.
Is this the strength of the Vikings? The two armies of the Saxon Kingdom fought fiercely, and the Vikings quickly ended everything after dispatching.
The captured Tamworth people trembled further as they watched helplessly as the army that could free them was completely annihilated. There were even those with keen eyes who saw the king's fall.
Rurik got off the boat and stood beside the bed.
"Damn it, the smell of blood!" He grinned and murmured, then raised his head and glared at Princess Mary on the side. "Mary, come down. Follow me to the battlefield to find your father's body."
"This... is really necessary..."
Mary was actually trembling, attacking She had sat in the fortress during the Battle of the City, and now she was a spectator of the terrible battle.
"Come down quickly! This is an order."
Mary then disembarked along the rope ladder and followed Rurik's footsteps into the battlefield littered with corpses.
Not far away, a dying and well-dressed man was found. Half of his body was pressed by a dead horse, and a javelin pierced his body shockingly.
An iron helmet inlaid with gold fell to the side, and a severely bent iron sword inlaid with gems fell to the ground.
This man was Wiglaf, who had only one breath left. He died after all the blood flowed out.
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The broken-arm Eynred sat next to him. He dismissed his men and did not even want the Vikings to execute his trophy.
Eynred just sat like this, not complacent. Looking at the dying enemy, he also held too many words in his heart and kept mumbling.
Wiglaf didn't want to listen to this bastard chanting sutras at all. He vomited blood and cursed: "You signed a contract with the devil, and you will go to hell after death."
The same goes for Eynred. He retorted, "But I still have children, and your family is finished. By the way, that daughter of yours is now a slave of the Vikings. I heard that that woman will do any humiliating thing to survive."
"You...shut up!" After saying that, there was another mouthful of blood.
Eynred's expression became more serious: "Your family is all despicable, and you are completely lucky to be the king of Mercia. Do you think I can surrender to you?"
At this time, Rurik came aggressively with a group of blood-stained mercenaries, and the work of cleaning up the battlefield had already begun.
Rurik noticed Eynred, and his attitude towards this guy was also very complicated. It would be a great thing if the armless king died in this battle.
In other words, the monarchs of various kingdoms in the British region died suddenly, and the region fell into turmoil, so that the Viking army could better fish in troubled waters and seize profits.
Eynred was unscathed, but the one in the pool of blood was the dying Wiglaf.
When Princess Mary saw her father, she couldn't help but scream, and then her eyes filled with tears. She didn't pounce on him. The hatred in her heart was impossible to heal. She just felt pity for the dying man.
"Mary! You...are still alive..." Wiglaf raised his head and managed to suppress a smile.
At this moment, a huge question arose in her mind, but it was not easy to talk about it in public.
Rurik ordered Mary to step back. He looked down at Wiglaf and described himself in simple Saxon.
Until now, Wiglaf finally knew who defeated him. It was the blond boy in front of him?
Although it feels ridiculous, it seems to be true.
"You... are the devil! You damn thing, go back to hell!"
Rurik was not angry either, and slowly pulled out his dagger, the blade of which was pressed against Wei. Graf's neck, and the king was still glaring. "How can I... be killed by a child?"
"Oh?" Rurik really wanted to execute this person with his own hands. Since the person did not want this, he looked up at Eynred, "Perhaps it's your turn to kill him, so that your people will know that you killed the King of Mercia."
"Forget it." Eynred pointed to the javelin, "This It's your contribution. He is about to die, let him die quietly." Rurik shook his head, suddenly grabbed the hand of Princess Mary, and handed the dagger to her hand.
"Woman, don't you hate it? The enemy is here, you come to execute him."
"I..." Mary let go, and the sword stuck directly on the ground.
"Stupid!" Rurik kicked him, and Mary also knelt on the ground.
"It seems that you still can't do it. After all, it is your father who has done such things to you again and again. But you must pick up the sword, otherwise you will not want to be a Viking." Women, we will kill you right here!”
Hearing these words in Latin, Mary clenched the hilt of her sword resolutely.
"Are you...really going to kill me..." Wiglaf forced out another bloody smile.
Rurik glanced at Mary first, and then said to Eynred: "Give her a chance. This is a difficult decision. If you leave with someone, I will avoid it."
"Is this appropriate? Okay."
I really don't understand the Vikings' thoughts. He forced his daughter to assassinate his father and instigated such a vicious thing. Rurik of Rus is really So sinister.
In fact, in Rurik's view, this is just retaliating directly, although it is indeed extreme. This is also a blank vote for Mary, although this young woman has given herself pleasure and has an identity and knowledge that can be used. However, if she is not cruel, she cannot join the Viking army.
Ross, you don’t have time for canaries. The war also forced Rurik to have a heart of stone.
Rurik gave Mary a chance, and he was pleased to notice that the woman was happy to approach her husband with a sword.
Mary knelt down with tears in her eyes. She stuck her sword on the ground, and with emotion and tears asked the question that had troubled her life: "Why! Why have you treated me like this all these years? Is my birth just a matter of time?" As your toy? Is it difficult for you to get your woman?"
Wiglaf was silent for a moment, he smiled and hesitated for a while, and then said slowly: "I can be your daughter in the end! It's not bad if you kill..."
"Tell me why! You brought Botwulf with you, you are a pair of bastards!"< /p>
"No...Mary, you are indeed a despicable slave."
"Damn it, you are still humiliating me until now..." Mary was already sobbing.
Wiglaf, on the other hand, summoned up the strength to speak with sarcasm: "Do you really think you are the princess of Mercia? You are not my daughter! You are a cheating scoundrel. If you were not beautiful, She has been executed secretly. What I do with you is revenge for your mother!”
“Is that so?” The crying Mary was stunned at first, and then became frightened.
"Stupid woman, this is the truth. However, I do not deny my behavior. Mary...can you serve me like you did before? I heard that you are very good at serving those Vikings... "
Suddenly a cold light rushed over, and before Wiglaf could finish speaking, Mary's sword pierced his neck.
Wiglaf died quickly with wide eyes, and Mary was also covered in blood.
Is my life experience like this? no! This incredible secret must remain a secret forever.
She is not a simple woman at all. Her ability to observe people's emotions and her disposition to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages turned into a heavy blow with this sword.
After a moment, Mary, who was in a trance and with blood on her body, found her master Rurik, and returned the blood-stained steel sword to its original owner tremblingly.
"Sir, I hate him, I will kill him."
Rurik just showed no surprise on his face, but when he saw this woman, he felt a little bit of fear.
"You? You are simply Bloody Mary."
He sheathed his sword and called on his men to take Mary away. For a moment, he saw the subjugated princess kneeling on the ground, hugging herself. "I will always be your woman. Forget that I am the princess of Mercia, I will be a Viking."
Rurik nodded and randomly picked up the sharp sword. Plug it into the ground. "Cut your long hair into short hair."
She did it without hesitation, symbolically cutting away from the past.
On this battlefield, the bodies of the Mercian nobles who died in battle will be found.
The Mercian army originally numbered 4,000 people, but in the end, less than 200 people survived!
Thanks to the solicitation of King Aynred of Northumbria, these talents were not executed afterwards or "blood sacrificed to Odin".
Because the Northumbrian army also suffered heavy losses in this battle, Eynred's so-called large army had limited strength, and nearly a thousand people died in the chaotic battle.
Based on the current situation, if Rurik or Magnute suddenly turned against them, the Northumbrian army could be wiped out that day.
The Vikings finally stopped killing, not because they were merciful, but because they received the ruthless order from the commander, which made the Viking warriors panting and losing the energy to fight further.
Fighting and killing should be used as the last resort. No matter what the conditions were, Rurik still supported methods such as extorting tribute from the Slavs of Novgorod from Mercia.
From the Seven Kingdoms era in England, there are only three major countries left, and now the two major countries have been severely defeated by the army that invaded Britain for the first time.
It’s time to evacuate!
In other words, after leaving the blood-stained land of Tamworth, the Viking Balmoks retreated to York and other lands after the treaty to begin digesting the results of their victory, and the Rus must also rush to Retreat home before the ocean freezes.
A large number of weapons were picked up by the Vikings. Rurik not only ordered his men to look for javelins and cast iron projectiles shot by the torsion slingshot, but also deliberately collected the enemy's arrows.
Arrow clusters can almost be used dozens of times, but the arrow shaft may break and be scrapped after one shot.
The Mercians had limited arrows, so they finally supplemented the Russian army.
Just a MercianThe poor iron swords were bent one by one, and the Balmoks thought they were scraps. Rurik didn't mind, so he confiscated nearly two thousand iron swords, thinking of taking them to his hometown and throwing them into a furnace to reshape them.
Britain has iron ore that has been discovered since Roman times, and there are also good local coal resources. This is one of the material foundations for the industrial revolution in this region.
It is for this reason that the cost of making ironware in local feudal kingdoms is not high. Of course, the Russians’ iron smelting costs are already essentially the lowest in Europe.
A batch of chain mail was captured, and axes and spearheads became the trophies of the Balmoqs on a large scale.
The Viking army went everywhere to strip off the clothes of dead people. They did not feel unlucky at all, because in the days when textiles were scarce in their hometown, ordinary Balmok warriors were not rich enough to be picky. .
If you sew rags together, you can piece together new clothes. If you want to get the rags from the enemy, doesn't it also mean that you are a glorious winner?
No matter how bad it is, rags can also fill the gaps in the wooden house.
Of course, the corpses of the enemy's elite soldiers and those leather boots were snatched away by the Balmoks immediately.
Not many good things could be found from the enemy corpses. The Viking warriors whispered, and many people were worried that there would be new battles. fighting? It's just a new group of equipment senders who are willing to die.
At the Battle of the Tamm River, the Vikings suffered very few casualties. Indeed, the well-organized and heavily armored Ross First Banner Corps, which slaughtered the poorly armed peasant warriors to exhaustion, managed to leave not a single person injured.
On the contrary, more than a dozen Balmok warriors who had their bodies hollowed out by women were killed in the chaos.
In any case, the Vikings also had an incredible victory. Eynred watched their polar loss with fear and envy.
That night, the palace in Tamworth.
The victors held a grand banquet here. As for the food, it was Wiglaf's slain mount.
Eating horse meat for dinner is actually accepted by everyone. It is a greasy roast and represents the humiliation of the loser.
Ernred, who had a broken arm, was quite surprised as to why that despicable Mary became a dining staff. Count Perkset was also puzzled, but he didn't want to have dinner with the devil and just wanted to finish the dinner and leave early.
Seeing that the Vikings who ate meat remained calm, Eynred tentatively thought that this was a Viking habit.
In fact, this is the habit of the Vikings, and Rurik even did it even better in his hometown.
Hasn’t this already popularized chopsticks among the kids in Roseburg? Rurik has popularized sharing meals among his female relatives. Of course, there is a reason for this. They will not be taboo about their men's saliva.
Ernred couldn't bear to be disturbed for the moment, but suddenly, Rurik threw a completely transparent object over.
He was about to catch it and was surprised: "Is this a crystal?"
"Open the cork and feel it."
In fact, this was the first time Eynred had seen strong liquor, and he was further shocked when he opened the cork.
"This is wine, vodka. You know the Roman letters, look at the candle!"
Eynred saw that it was indeed the case, and he could even spell it easily, "Where did you get it?"
"This is the creation of our Rus." Rurik said bluntly: "King of Northumbria, you call us barbaric devils. This is ridiculous. You guys I don’t even know that the reason for the failure is that you are too backward. In my opinion, you are the barbarian, and you don’t even know how to use violence.”
Balmer shouted these words in Norse. Katsuto laughed along with him.
Eynred could already understand a little bit. After Paul's translation, an extremely bold idea came to his mind: "Perhaps, you can train an army for me."
"Huh? That's not possible." Rurik was surprised and refused bluntly.
Magnut had just drank half a bottle of strong wine, and the alcohol was already strong. He shouted: "You are a loser, but you are worthy? You have become stronger and will beat us immediately!"
p>In fact, this is what Eynred thought, although he tried his best to oppose it.
Rurik did not go into details, and said: "We are leaving. Don't worry that Mercia will attack you, more troops will land soon. We will only become stronger next year, and you want to maintain the king's power You can't break the treaty unilaterally. Listen, if you betray, we won't give you a new opportunity."
"Of course I don't dare."
"Don't worry. Rurik suddenly patted Mary on the shoulder, "She is the princess of Mercia. Naturally, her son and I can become the king of Mercia in the future. It only takes a little time for the Mercians to have an obedient king." . Eynred, it is our protection that keeps your kingship strong. Surrender to us, and you and your people will have peace.”
Peace? What a luxury.
As for the price paid, it is really too heavy.
Magnut swayed and emphasized: "Stupid king, I warn you, every year! Three million pounds of wheat! If you can't get it out, it is betrayal!"
"Yes. I will take it out."
"Oh." Magnute patted his head and drank the remaining liquor, roaring: "You are very smart and a nobleman! Mine York can open the market, and your people can also come to do business. It is said that there is an enemy in the north, who is called a noble? Don't panic, I will kill him next year, and there will be no competition for your kingship."
"Oh, thank you so much."
Eynred also wanted to leave this terrible dinner feeling good, but the spirits the Russians brought out were really magical, and the crystal bottles were expensive. Ross Rurik gave it away so generously?
In fact, it was deliberately prepared by Rurik, so-called suturing the wounds of the wounded for sterilization. However, there are very few wounded on our side who need sutures. Shouldn't we just drink the remaining spirits?
This bottle, just to give Eynred a favor to open the eyes of the little king of this remote island.