Rise of Rurik

With spears on their shoulders, a chilling "forest" is moving north.

Either angry, excited, or frightened, the peasant soldiers, led by the nobles, went straight to their burned homes with mixed emotions.

In the past, these peasants did not dare to take action against any Frankish army, especially seeing that those soldiers would bow their knees. Not now, everyone understands their new identity. Everyone fought against the Zhongwang Army, which was exactly what the nobles of the Eastern Kingdom would like to see.

The huge peasant soldiers are not the main combat force. They only wear civilian clothes and go into battle lightly. The only fighters are holding their spears tightly and forming a hedgehog formation or defending or fighting against the wind.

The real main force is only the Ross army.

Black Fox, Old Eric, Askad, the Ross army with a total of nearly 900 people is the real main attack force, and now they are also at the head of the attacking army.

The wheels of the trolley creaked and twisted a lot, and there were torsion slingshots placed on it.

No one dislikes too many heavy weapons, either brought from a distance or unloaded from a large ship, as many as 20 vehicle-mounted torsion slingshots move with the army. When the trolley is stopped, it will be used as an operating platform, and the warrior will immediately operate the ratchet mechanism, and the javelin or projectile will be ready to launch after charging.

In addition, a large number of crossbows equipped with various colors make this army different from all European armies. Askad's Seventh Banner Team, young boys are not good at fighting head-on, and everyone is equipped with crossbows. They are good at long-range arrows Lose the preparation to kill the enemy.

As a result, more than 300 veterans stationed in Nassau became the backbone of melee combat. They wore complete Viking attire, more advanced butterfly helmets that covered half of their faces, pioneers wore chain mail, and the torso part wore a Layered cloth visors, even skirts reinforced with iron sheets.

Rose flags were flying high, accompanied by a black cross on a white background.

There is even a dark red flag with the abstract "Three Lions" stitched on it. This is the battle flag of Charlemagne, and it was also used by the Eastern Kingdom as its own battle flag. Even any great Frankish nobleman could put up this flag to prove his identity, and Robert was determined to do so in order to declare the special identity of this army to the enemy.

Meanwhile, what was Quentin's Banner in Koblenz doing?

"My lord! Those damned Normans are rowing again!"

The sentinel rushed over from the shore and rushed to the ruined stone room where Quentin temporarily lived to report the truth.

"Okay, I know everything. You go down! Remember to continue to observe." Holding a wooden bowl in one hand, he waited for the porridge to cool down before enjoying it, while waving his hands impatiently.

"But my lord. The Normans are a little strange this time."

"Strange? What's so strange. Stupid people dare not go ashore and fight us to the death, bullying us for not being able to fight on the water. Let them yell like crows! I'll see what they want after I finish eating."

At first, Black Fox ordered some of his subordinates to harass, which really made the invading occupying army nervous. It was also because of the constant swearing during the day and the noise of horns, and the setting up of bonfires at night made them nervous. For two consecutive days it was "wolf is coming". On the third day, the Normans played this trick no matter day or night, and the spirit of the occupying army was already paralyzed. ....

Many people thought it meaningless to guard the ruins of the fort foolishly, and Banner Captain Quentin thought so too. He somewhat regretted that he ordered the arson at the beginning, which caused heavy rain soon after, and the brothers didn't even have a good shelter from the rain.

After the rain, there was no plague in the army, but the rain weakened the spirit of the army. Many people are like drowned chickens. After the rain, the soldiers gather together to chat helplessly, and it is difficult to fight across the river. If they continue to stick to it, they will be in a daze.

What if the food runs out? The soldiers don't care about it for the time being, but Quentin, the flag captain, has to worry about this.

Fortunately, he deliberately brought more military rations, and also deliberately protected the rations from moisture in the heavy rain. But to continue to maintain this "do nothing" defensive attitude is to consume food silently. When the food is scarce, people have to continue to send people to transport it from the upper reaches of the Moselle River.

The food can last for another ten days, and it is no problem to save some food for two weeks.

His eyes were fixed on the fields in the delta area, even though the residential area was only left with broken walls after the fire,

The wheat seedlings that germinated in the fields did not suffer any damage. Quentin is not really a fool. Since his flag team is going to be stationed here, it needs local food supplies. Just wait a little longer, the rye and oats will be harvested in two months, and the army's supply problem will be easily solved, and it will definitely last until next spring.

Banner Captain Quentin looked paralyzed, as did the majority of soldiers. Today, as in the past, the Normans rowed over to curse the street again, floating in the waters on the shore as always, uttering wild words.

What's the use of scolding them back? In the end it was just a waste of words. Besides, their arrows were sharp, and they approached the shore rashly, but they were plotted against.

It seems that this time is indeed the same as in the past.

The key is that the initiative has always been in the hands of the Ross army, or whether it is really swearing and harassment, or a real landing and surprise attack, it all depends on the wishes of Commander Vardy.

The warriors of the ten boats and the fishermen who helped row the oars are now brothers in one boat. Especially the fishermen, many of whom were born in Koblenz, witnessed the ruins of the dilapidated village after the rain, and their grief and indignation turned into tears. They were so angry that they could even break the handle of their oars with their hands.

The fishermen complained, and the soldiers had an unprecedented desire to fight, after all, now is the day of the decisive battle.

Hearing too many words of complaining and asking for a fight, Vardy pulled his ears hard, and suddenly stood up to support the flagship's bow beast: "Stop arguing!"

One sentence shocked the whole ship, and then he waved his hand to call on the nearby ships to move closer.

He shouted at the top of his voice in the Norse language: "Let other people kill the enemy to gain honor, it is inappropriate for us brothers to be spectators? Why don't we go to the shore now and lure all the enemies out?"

Immediately, the suggestion received affirmative response, and the soldiers beat the round shields on both sides, rhythmically shouting Viking battles.

"Then act! Prepare quickly, eat some dry food, and land after listening to my orders."

Wadi's order is to harass, and how to harass depends on his own wishes.

The occupying army built a new barracks on the ruins of the fortress in Koblenz. The siege of the fortress by one's own army must be passive. The best way is to lure them out.

He deliberately waited, but he didn't expect that the friendly army could really appear this morning. ....

He looked at the sun again and felt that the time was almost up.

In the past, the harassing operation of the ship force, the scolding battle of the ten long ships made a few Frankish soldiers nervous.

Banner Captain Quentin had just finished his meal. When he shook his body and hung up his broad-bladed saber, and was just about to go to the riverside with his iron helmet in his arms, he suddenly heard the sound of a horn.

"Tch, it's harassment again." He couldn't help but spat contemptuously.

The Frankish soldiers wandered idly on high places, the cavalrymen were busy grooming their horses, and even the pack horses transporting supplies took off all their bridles and reins, and were led by the peasants from Metz to the wasteland to graze grass. The ten longboats cruising unexpectedly Launch a charge.

After all, they are the standing army loyal to King Lothair, and these Zhongwang troops realized that something was wrong and stood up one after another.

"No! It's an enemy attack!"

"Haha, the Normans are going to take the initiative to attack!"

People who had nothing to do around the campfire stood up one after another.

Some people also rushed into the temporary wooden house, pulled up all the brothers who were sleeping late, and shouted at the face of Fascinated Lake: "Take up your arms, it's time to kill the Normans!"

The most amazing thing is that the Frankish army blew the bronze horn, and the sound of the horn representing "the appearance of the enemy" resounded throughout the barracks.

Banner Captain Quentin buzzed his head, then he could look left and right: "What's going on?! How can you blow the horn privately?!"

"My lord, please look over there!" The bodyguard pointed directly at the damaged pier, and saw the long boat starting to land.

After all, the barracks was close to the hillside. Standing on a high place, Quentin saw the first longships that landed one after another jump off the Normans holding the bucklers. The more he squinted, the more he saw it clearly.

Joy suddenly welled up in my heart, and I said angrily: "The turtles have finally taken action. Glorious warriors, cut down these Normans, and follow me!"

Quentin had great fighting spirit, and so did his subordinates.

The Frankish soldiers put on their armor as quickly as possible, and the soldiers even helped each other. each team

The commander rushed to the damaged pier with his reorganized subordinates, as if he was about to fight the Normans who washed ashore.

In fact, it is not the case. The Frankish Army, which pays attention to basic records, cannot take the initiative to attack before receiving the order of the banner captain, unless the enemy takes the lead.

So the battlefield became weird.

Wadi led his brothers to land selectively. At first, only three boats landed. Among the ninety fighters, there were thirty militiamen holding fishing boats.

The Ross people were still neatly dressed, and their large round shields with blue patterns on a white background were connected to each other to form an arc array.

There were seven boats behind them, and the soldiers on them seemed to be watching.

What are the Normans doing? After landing, just defend and not fight?

The Frankish army did not attack due to discipline constraints, while the Ross people did not attack purely under the orders of Wadi.

More and more people gathered on the flat ground at the dilapidated pier. Those who were in the fortress camp came down the mountain one after another, and people on horseback also appeared one after another.

The two sides fell into a strange confrontation. Quentin himself took some time to reorganize his heavy cavalry, and even led the cavalry with extremely long lances on horseback to approach the confronting two armies in a mighty line.

The two sides deliberately kept a distance of about one stone's throw, and this distance was just conducive to the cavalry's charge. But Quentin saw that the Normans of this group of chicken thieves were leaning against the Rhine River, with ships behind them. Now that the enemy has set up a shield wall, they can run to the ship and evacuate at any time. ....

Do we still have to fight in this situation?

From the standpoint of the Ross people, the brothers actually led the snake out of the hole. Some people complained that Vardy's delay caused the brothers to miss the opportunity for a sneak attack. Now that the enemy is out in force, and now the brothers have more than two hundred brave fighters, how do you feel that it is too difficult to win more with less.

The battlefield fell into silence, no one took the initiative to attack, and both sides seemed to be watching, but the soldiers were tense.

After the cavalry appeared, Quentin gave an order: "Cavalry! Follow me!"

Then when the raised lance was leveled, Wadi, who was already on the shore, realized the crisis, his eyes widened as if they were about to pop out. "The cavalry is coming! Let's retreat quickly!" He even signaled to the ships on standby behind.

The Ross army "disintegrated" in an instant, and the soldiers quickly ran back a few steps, and jumped back onto the ship after a little bit of water.

The long boat in the rear pulled suddenly, and the reserved rope pulled the three semi-stranded boats back to the river.

The charging cavalry rushed to nothing, their horseshoes fell into shallow water, and even if they poked wildly with their lances, they were angry at the air.

As the Ross army on board fired some cold arrows, the cavalry, all in armor, retreated one after another.

Then there was another fight...

There were no casualties, and there were a lot of horseshoes, footprints, and arrows stuck in the ground in the riverside area.

Could this be a farce?

"Wadi, you Oberth Liddit coward! Brothers, you might as well fight them to the death, and now we are all cowards following you." refute.

Both sides are yelling and cursing, as if today has become a day of no war with a little more "fun" in the boredom.

In fact, it is not the case. The Frankish army has been dispatched in full force, and even put on armor.

The Ross-Nassau-Lyingau coalition forces need a dignified victory, especially for the Ross people. Needless to say, they are playing tricks and tricks. If there is an opportunity to fight dignifiedly, everyone must win it.

Because only when a warrior wins with dignity, will the gods recognize it as an achievement.

When Quentin's Frankish flag team, and even the civilian men from Metz, were armed, it was impossible for this large army to return to the hillside camp, unless they returned to the camp to sleep after the day.

Who wants to be a coward? Even if the Normans floated on the river by boat again and didn't want to fight, it would be cowardly to withdraw first.

The two sides are on the bar, and it is the current situation that gives the huge coalition forces that are marching a perfect chance for a decisive battle!

Walking through the narrow passage by the river, the main forces of the coalition forces ushered in the flat and huge Koblenz Delta Plain.

To everyone's surprise, a large number of armed men had gathered in the open field, and now

It was noon, and the summer sun was shining on the stomach of a carp, reflecting dazzling light.

"It's the enemy! Prepare to fight!" The vanguard commander, Old Eric, was the first to issue the war alarm on behalf of the Ross army.

The fat black fox was panting after walking all the way. At this time, he also hurriedly drew his sword, and even gestured to the young Askad next to him.

There was nothing to say anymore, Askad gave a few simple commands, and the entire Seventh Banner team began to change in extreme excitement.

For a while, drums and horns blared loudly, and the Ross army let out a deafening cry rhythmically. ....

The roar penetrated so far that even the Blue Fox Corps guarding the pass on the opposite side of the mountain could detect the inconceivably muffled muffled sound. Listen carefully, isn't that rhythm a battle roar?

"Finally, the war has begun over there."

It took until noon to wait for the news that the war might start. Everyone fully believed that the soldiers began their final preparations.

On the other side, the riverside flat land of the so-called main battlefield.

Quentin's Banner was unprepared for the presence of a large army.

The big question before Quentin himself: who are they?

Is it a Norman? Look at that shield wall indeed. Did the Normans also fly the cross? Is this a Norman army that believes in God? It is said that only the Eastern Kingdom has such a strange team.

wait! What's with that flag? !

In the blue and white tones of the flag, red and yellow are extremely conspicuous. Quentin squinted and saw a red and yellow Three Lions flag in disbelief. Isn't that... not the Charlemagne battle flag?

"No way!" He almost dropped his jaw in shock, "Ludwig came with his Norman servants? What can I do? Can I still be hit hard by him?!"

Perhaps it was really King Ludwig's personal conquest, and all the Frankish soldiers who saw the Three Lions flag clearly felt trembling in their hearts.

After all, the opponent appeared from the not very narrow riverside passage, and the number of soldiers who came out of the woods to cover was increasing. Only God knows how many people came.

But as long as you take a glance, it is clear at a glance who has more troops.

retreat? Only cowards retreat! This flag team fought with Charlemagne in the north and south, and as a standing army, it can be replaced and the soul of the army is immortal.

Quentin kept his composure, held his lance high, held the reins tightly to steer the horses past the slightly flustered subordinates, and shouted: "Array! Prepare to meet the enemy! Remember our honor!"

Of course, he didn't dare to take the initiative to attack. After all, there might be a very noble noble on the opposite side. He also would not evacuate, especially if the commander-in-chief of the other side might be Ludwig himself. His retreat would shame the late Charlemagne and insult Ludwig.

Even... why fight to the death? Of course, the families of the soldiers who surrendered will face the sanctions of King Lothair, and the whole flag team will join Ludwig's forces. Without today's fighting, the future may not necessarily be bad.

Quentin's attitude is very complicated. Whether it is a fight or a peace, according to the rules of the noble war, at least there is still a chance for the nobles to negotiate before the two armies fight.

As the captain of the flag, he is also a knight regardless of his noble status! A knight with an army of more than 800 people... is far more powerful than many barons.

With the infantry forming a matrix, the cavalry lined up on the right side of the infantry according to the regulations and held their lances high. Quentin himself looked peaceful, first he opened his hands to the entire team of enemies with the same face, and soon brought two followers , holding up the team flag of their own flag team and another cross flag, the three of them rode away from the brigade and walked slowly towards each other.

At the same time, the Ross army also responded positively.

Robert rode on the horse, and beside him was a black fox with a helmet that squeezed the fat from his head, which was quite funny.

"My friend, now let's learn about our Frankish art of war. Let's go and negotiate with their people first." Robert said kindly.

"I'll listen to you. I hope they don't have a conspiracy."

"No. On the contrary, you Ross people don't play tricks. You see, those people are already about to shoot arrows. This is a tacit agreement. Since you want to be a big noble, you have to follow our rules. Let's see what they want to do .It would be better if they would all surrender."

"This is impossible

? "The black fox saw that he was busy stringing the crossbow soldiers~www.readwn.com~ and shook his head, "Our plan is to annihilate them. Maybe there is no need to negotiate. Shoot them to win."

Robert finally sighed: "Then provoke them and make the battle inevitable." Then he yanked the reins and walked out of the army formation with the blue fox and a small number of followers.

Especially the three lions flag, which was held by Robert's old squire. In the eyes of the enemies of the Ross army, the man wearing the typical high-class armor of the Frankish nobility was extremely noble, and he was the whole The commander of the army.

At this moment, Robert on the battlefield stole the limelight.

The Ross army was more pragmatic. The young Askad was of course dissatisfied with the old guy showing off. The rare time for negotiations before the battle provided his army with perfect preparation time. The crossbows and torsion slingshots began to be wound, and the javelins to be fired were inserted into the ground. The firing ports were all aimed at the Frankish infantry in formation. Once the battle started, the Ross army would first strike the enemy with a large-scale arrow rain...

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