Rise of Rurik

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At this moment, Rurik was observing secretly behind the wall, and the old soldier standing in front of him was actually the king of the Gotland?

To be honest, Rurik couldn't be sure, "A great king, why doesn't he have a crown? Or are you a warrior? That's not right! Siegfast is a businessman."

Grund, the apostate who led the way, saw a group of fellow villagers from Denmark and even friends from a village. He didn't want to meet old friends, and he didn't want to be enemies with them. Standing behind the scenes, Grande immediately informed the suspicious Rurik that the man who looked like an old warrior was Harken, a big businessman who had only become king in the past few days.

That being the case, there is no point in continuing to be conservative.

Rurik motioned to his men to follow him.

Soon, a hole appeared in the wall of the Ross people. Rurik, wearing a smooth golden ponytail, appeared at a brave and arrogant pace. Behind him is poor Siegfast, his hands are full of bruises and scabs, his face is full of bruises, his mouth is **** with a rope and can't do anything. The two fighters pressed Siegfast's shoulders all the time, and the ferocious aura really wanted to kill him at any time.

Seeing this scene, Harken's heart was bleeding, his eyelids were already trembling because of anger.

Siegfast was still alive, and he was tortured enough by the Ross people, and it seemed that there was a mental problem. The worst result that Harken thought was that the Ross people would tear up the votes, but he never expected that the Ross people would give him a dead man who had lost his soul.

"You are the king of Gotland? What's your name? Harken?" Rurik is not tall, and he deliberately asked arrogantly, making everything very violent.

"Yes, I am King Gotland. You? A beautiful boy, who are you from Ross? The child has no right to speak, let your leader come."

Ruriks didn’t feel surprised. He sneered contemptuously, then deliberately raised his chin, and looked at Harken arrogantly: "You are just a scum, and you dare to call Chief Ross? I don’t want to talk nonsense with you, mark my name. I am Rurik! Rurik of Ross, the brother of Arik of Ross, the one blessed by Odin! Also...the hero who defeated your Gotlanders."

"Absurd! This is ridiculous." Harken's beard was trembling. He felt that his soul had been insulted by a pup, and he asked: "Are you the leader? Is it possible that the Ross people have fallen to the point where they need a child? The leader?"

Arik, who was so angry that he led the ambush, had to show up immediately, and the soldiers with his crossbow bolts suddenly shot.

Of course, Rurik felt the anger of his brothers. He just raised his right hand to order the soldiers behind him to be safe, and continued to emphasize: "I am Rurik, the commander of the huge army."

"A huge army? Oh? I can't see it." As he said, Haken looked around, he didn't feel the danger. Then, didn't this arrogant child and his guards have become a fat sheep alone? But his son is indeed in their hands.

Rurik didn't have any excuses, and he was not afraid at all now. He ordered his subordinates to push Siegfast out: "Your son is here, how about you? I want two hundred pounds of silver coins."

Harken snapped his fingers and soon five suitcases were removed. The lids of the boxes were all opened, and inside were full silver coins. He personally pulled the box, deliberately displaying a huge amount of silver coins.

"The silver coins are yours, let them go now!"

"No!" Rurik clasped his arms and shook his head, "I want to get the box first."

"Let people go first."

"Pay the money first!"

"People must be released first."

"Give me money!"

You said and I said, Rurik always put on a calm face, pretending to be peaceful and asked to get the money first, but Harken's emotions became more and more agitated, and his words became more and more severe.

"Let people go first! Otherwise..."

"Are you going to threaten me?" Rurik narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this moment, the Gotland fighters put on a posture one after another, and the brawny men with shirtless upper bodies deliberately showed their colorful tattoos.

"What are you doing?! Who are you threatening?" Rurik felt a trace of fear, and then he thought that there were many warriors holding crossbows lying in ambush. With only one order, these guys who were posing would be ambushed. Suffered a great loss.

Harken sensitively felt that there was a heavy murderous aura hidden in this area, and the desperate autumn wind tortured him and he really didn't want to wait too much. The corner of his eye looked left and right, and he didn't notice much abnormality. Taking advantage of his large number of people, he became bold.

In the end, oneself is a king, and self-reliance is also a king.

Harken opened his hands, and finally untied the belt with the short blade.

He walked towards Rurik, feeling a little pressure, Rurik had to take a step back.

The visitor is an adult after all, and Rurik is self-defending himself. The body of this child is not yet able to subdue his opponent with his own hands.

"Child, are you scared?" Harken continued walking with a smirk.

Rurik was still sending a signal. At this moment of crisis, Arik really wanted to take his brothers to attack suddenly, and they were still lying in ambush in the withered grass.

"You! King of Gotland, stop for me!" Rurik roared suddenly, then knocked on the shield of the mercenary behind him.

The elite mercenaries were ready to fight. Suddenly, five people showed up. They showed a steel-armed crossbow. One of them had to make a shot. The arrow pierced Harken’s feet with precision and almost penetrated. The sole of his right foot.

Harken was shocked and jumped. The hundreds of Gotland warriors present suddenly remembered the legend about the Ruths-their bows were extremely vicious, and unfortunately, few escaped safely.

But because he was still wearing double chain mail, Harken felt that he had ignored the arrow. He suppressed the beating heart violently, took three steps back to calm down, and then restrained his men not to act rashly.

The world fell into a strange silence.

On one side is an army of hundreds of people, and on the other side is more than a dozen people guarding a child.

Suddenly, Harken laughed up to the sky, and then pretended to be arrogant to suppress his fear: "You only have a dozen people, so dare to come and ask for a ransom. You, Rurik of Rose, I really can't believe your identity."

"Do you believe it or not? What is it to do with me?" Rurik still said the same thing: "Get the money first, and I will release Siegfast. Otherwise, I will kill him."

"Do it? Don't you dare." Harken didn't want to lose his momentum, he could not tolerate himself being threatened by a cub of Rose. He forcibly ignored Siegfast’s begging eyes and deliberately said: "You do it! But you will be killed by me because of your actions. Look, with more than a dozen of you, you can confidently believe that you can defeat me. Army?"

Is Rurik fearful? Of course not at all.

"It seems that King Gotland wrongly estimated his own strength. I was thinking of completing this transaction peacefully. It seems that you want to do it. Your name is Harken? Don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Rurik suddenly raised his right hand and made a scissor hand.

This is the so-called "V" gesture, which firstly represents the archery fingers of a Mediterranean archer, and secondly, it also refers to the victory word of Victoria.

"Do it!" Arik got up first, Jianfeng ordered the enemy to fight.

The soldiers ambushing in the tall withered grass and bushes suddenly appeared. They fired almost at the same time. The first round of firing dealt a serious blow to the Gotland.

Quite a lot of men from Viking tribes wear only common clothes when they fight, and there are many shirtless men. Ordinary warriors, their protective gear only has a wooden shield, and nothing else. This is not because they are pursuing the ultimate bravery, but because of poverty.

Of course, the 100 selected by Harken had fierce sea dragons tattooed on their chests and backs, and there were other unexplained strange beasts who were suddenly brawny, purely berserkers.

These almost defenseless guys, their white bodies and the flowing golden hairs, have become the most obvious targets.

Arrows hit them at close range. A large number of tattooed men just realized that they were in an ambush, and they were about to raise their swords and axes in front of their shields, and the arrows penetrated deeply into their bodies.

No matter how strong the person is, now he suddenly softens, spitting out a mouthful of blood and falling to the ground.

In the first round of ambush, more than 30 people fell directly to the ground, and more than 50 people were hit by arrows to varying degrees. They insisted on forcibly.

The longbows and shortbows of the Corvin archer continued to output, forcing the Gotland army, which spontaneously began to build the shield wall after the first round of blows, did not dare to act rashly.

Harken slipped into the shield wall like a hare.

The second round of crossbow salvos came, and there would be as many as forty people to the end.

The brawny guys covered in patterns, they had the chance to become berserkers, and are expected to become brave men on the battlefield, now they fall to the ground needlessly, vomiting blood helplessly, waiting for merciless death.

Killing enemies is so cruel, and harvesting lives is so efficient.

Siegfast was crushed the whole time. He once hated his father for not cherishing his life, and he suffered from his mouth being **** with a rope and could only whine. Now, he saw Gotland enter the team and meet another painful death, and his king father was embarrassed like a fool.

Arik has appeared, his shield covering his injured arm, and he looks normal and wild.

The Ross warriors held their crossbows and held their bows, spontaneously rushing towards the enemy who had shrunk into a tortoise shell.

They did not initiate the third round of shooting, only because Rurik ordered a suspension. Music book

The soldiers in ambush appeared, and Haken saw the strength of the Rus through the gap of the shield. He had no time to regret it, let alone complain. He saw a large number of deaths of his subordinates, and the mercenaries he simply raised. Many soldiers on the periphery have been hit by arrows. They are still standing hard. No one dares to be the first bird in the counterattack. They are smart enough to know what the target is. , Brave mercenaries now also collectively make turtles.

The contrast between the forces of the two sides has actually leveled out, and the Ross people have a powerful advantage in momentum.

Looking at the corpses of an enemy in a place, and a group of dying generations who were groaning in pain, Rurik's heart beat involuntarily.

Seeing the enemy's blood, Arik laughed arrogantly with excitement.

Rurik only felt a kind of inexplicable excitement, but it couldn't please him, it was very relieved!

"Hey! King of the Gotland, are you dead? Who do you think you are threatening? Just a child? Or do you think we are the only people in the Ross? Look at these dead people, this is how you are arrogant. Price! Listen, you can't be arrogant today, come out to me! Otherwise!"

Harken awoke from the initial dizziness. He was shocked by the crowd of archers and the fierce arrows of his opponent, and he regretted that his people were suppressed by them and could not fight back.

He was forced to open his arms to walk out of the shield wall filled with arrows, walk beside the minions of the dead and the dead, keeping a distance from Rurik.

Arik's sword pointed directly at Harken and spoke arrogantly: "You! King of Gotland, can you know me?"

"You? A young warrior."

"I am Arik of Ross. It is said that your people call me the butcher Arik? That's good, I just want to kill a hundred of you on the battlefield of the decisive battle."

"Ah! It's you! Even the hen who lays the egg has to chop, is that you?" Harken briefly looked at Arik, and saw that the young man took off his helmet and was fluffy with blond hair, his beard was already growing, and his eyes were full. Killing intent.

Rülik quieted his cousin, and Arik shut his mouth.

"King Haken of Gotland, are you still arrogant now? As long as I order, your people will be shot. Especially you, now a hundred bows are facing you, and your chain mail is meaningless. "

Seeing the current situation, Harken knew he was in jail, and any action that angered his opponent would result in his sudden death, which was no different from putting an axe on his neck.

Now that happened, Harken looked at the begging eyes of his kneeling son Siegfast, and sighed regretfully.

"This is actually a trap. I looked away arrogantly. I will die here today and be killed by you. However, our Gotland counterattack is like a violent wind that will overturn all ships. Do it! Rose's bastard."

"I am Rurik of Ross! Commander of the Ross army! Pay attention to your wording!" Rurik sternly ordered, and then slowly said, "I didn't intend to kill you, and you shouldn't force me to do it now. Let go. One Siegfast is not a problem. Whether you pay a 200-pound ransom or not will have no meaning on the result."

"What? You..." Harken suddenly realized something. This tentatively asked: "What is your goal? From the beginning, did you want a decisive battle in which everyone was sent?"

"The purpose of our Ross people? I want your surrender! All your money! Your wives and daughters, your cattle and sheep, your wheat, your boat! And most importantly, you will fail forever."

"You!" Harken was deeply enraged. He gritted his teeth and stunned one of his own decayed front teeth.

"You Ruths are so arrogant! We Gotlanders have assembled 10,000 fighters in Visby! How many can you have? Three thousand or four thousand?"

Rurik squinted his head and tried to suppress his smile, but unfortunately he couldn't hold it back. "At this time, are you still able to do it? Are you really able to dispatch 10,000 people? If the children who learn to speak can be regarded as fighters, you can only produce 5,000 people at most, but in my opinion, you are dispatched. Ten thousand people are also our sacrifice to Odin."

The blond boy was right, Harken asked himself, he realized that the army Visby could assemble was finally 5,000 people. Harken had already lost the Roth in terms of aura, but he was a businessman. His long white beard was the proof of the old businessman, but he was not a veteran soldier.

But now, the businessman Harken must be a fighter.

Harken didn't want to continue to be strong. His opponents certainly wanted something, but their request for "search everything" was crazy. Maybe they are still waiting to bargain?

Yes, it must be so. If they didn't want to negotiate, they would have continued to shoot arrows.

Harken dared to be bold, suddenly put on a smiling face, making Rick stunned.

"Ros, it's just a tribe. If it comes from an army of the Mellarians, I will be very scared, but... I admit that you Rus are powerful, and you, Rurik of Rose, you are the leader of the Rus. , The commander of the army?"

"Of course. What do you think now? Want to chat with me?" Ruriek asked knowingly.

"If you are willing, let's talk. Rurik, what do you want? War?"

"Yes, all I want is a war."

Harken lightly hooked his head and giggled, "Is war really good for you?" He raised his head, "You look so beautiful, you are really a young warrior. I can take you as my adopted son, I That’s your father! In this way, we don’t care about the Mellarians or the Danes. I’ll be your father, the Gotlanders and the Ross people form an alliance, I will give you a lot of money, you have the right to be Tran’s courtroom enjoys a huge right to speak. We can work together to fight against others, and we will prosper together. Why do we need to earn you life and death here?"

"You!" Liu Likfener drew out his sword. He doesn't have a beard for the time being. If he does, he will be angry. "Who do you think you are? Newgate?!"

Harken hurriedly explained: "I am an old man, I am King Gotland, and the largest merchant on the island. Don’t you Russ need huge wealth? We can form an alliance, listen, your fighting power, increase With my business ability, we will become very wealthy together."

Rurik didn’t want to ask him immediately, and of course his words were very Zuan: “Then continue to betray? You are not credible! I am the one who has been blessed by Odin, a natural noble person, and you, humble as a bull Shit. You! I just want to cut off your head and let the humblest slave use your skull as a bowl of water."

"A stinky ass! Do you have to choose a decisive battle?!"

"It's just a decisive battle! Our army has already deployed its position in the village behind the mound. Today is the seventeenth day of the Julian calendar. My army of three thousand people is always ready for battle. You make a decision, on the tenth. Send troops to fight with our army on the 9th. Listen, we are not afraid of how many troops you bring."

"Aren't 10,000 people afraid?" Haken deliberately put on stubbornness, but it was a pity that this was the last stubbornness.

"I'm afraid you won't come, but it doesn't matter." Rurik shrugged. It was him who commanded the army to fight the Gotland, and one of the weaknesses of the Ross was that the Gotland was shrinking in Visby as a tortoise. , If the war turns into an order for three thousand army pigs, Tu Visby, the tactical advantage of the Russ will be lost in the final street battle. How can that work? The enemy must be forced to come to a decisive battle!

Rurik settled down, and there was no point in playing tricks and tricks. He simply launched a conspiracy: "You don't want to escape or delay the time, gather your people for a decisive battle! Don't think about running away, the army of the Mellaren triumphs Returning to the voyage, there will be ships of the Merlaren coalition on the sea. They have defeated the Danes, and the next step is you.

Your wheat is almost ripe, and we are happy to wait a few more days. All the wheat is mine, and all the autumn pastures are also controlled by us.

You flee the war, and you will eventually starve to death in this winter. The survivors will be killed by the coalition forces of the northern tribes.

But your only chance of survival is to fight against us, Ross. You must win to have the chance to survive. "

The Roths are determined to fight, and this **** named Rurik speaks like this, and there must be a hidden secret behind him. Harken feels that the Ros can't support the protracted war at all.

But this boy knew the great crisis of the Gotland people in a sharp spot. If they don’t drive away the Russ, if they continue to occupy the fishing grounds, grazing pastures and the ripening wheat fields, the huge Visby will surely become a disaster. on site. If the enemy does it, thousands of people will freeze to death and starve to death in the winter. Only the power of God (that is, nature) defeated the Gotland.

Harken became more and more angry. He now felt that today's meeting was that the noble among the Ross people came to write the war in person, and it had nothing to do with any prisoner deal.

As this Rurik said, the life and death of a Siegfast is of little significance, and Harken, who is now the king, knows he is responsible for the rise and fall of the entire Gotland power.

"Then fight! You are an arrogant pup. I will gather all the Gotlanders and crush you into dregs! Two days later, the fields behind the mounds will be the chaotic graves of your entire family of Russ."

Arik waited for the soldiers to pull the trigger of the crossbow, but Rurik smiled. He didn't pretend to smile, but was happy that the king who really angered the enemy was determined to fight decisively.

Rurik directly ordered Siegfast to be released, untie the rope around his neck, and was urged by the sword-wielding Ross warrior to go round with his father.

Harken also used colors and sent someone to show the box containing silver coins to the Ross people.

Some Ross fighters immediately ran to take the cash box, and then happily ran towards the mound.

Although Arik and other soldiers were upset, now they took the money and had to follow Rurik's orders to guard and retreat.

Siegfast was finally free, and Harken finally got his son, but seeing his eldest son's broken hands, he couldn't help but feel sad. He snarled up to the sky: "Damn Ruth! Butcher Arik! And you." ! Golden ponytail Rylik! You arrogant bastard, I'm going to cut your scalp and make my cap with your ponytail!"

The whirring north wind weakened Harken's roar, and Rurik was busy withdrawing. He knew that his opponent was yelling, so he had to surprise them according to the plan.

The sound of the wind also concealed the buzzing of the Xuanfei Arrows. The Ross Xuanfei Arrow, which has extremely high resistance to wind resistance, fell from the sky as an arrow! This is the last performance of the Ross man who happily ran away carrying the cash box!

Right in front of him, his son Siegfast vomited blood. Harken looked at the blood of the son with both hands, shaking all over in horror. At this moment, he forgot that it was his son's arrow, and he was safe.

Siegfast was no longer able to survive, and he had two heavy crossbow arrows in his back, and three light arrows.

After the arrow rain ~www.readwn.com~ there were more than 20 people hitting arrows, even though those Danish mercenaries were all wearing chain mail, the cone-headed iron-clustered crossbow arrows made for the armor brought huge damage by using the gravity of the earth. force. Fortunately, the examples of both sides are far enough, and the final loss of the Gotlanders is not serious.

But even so, as soon as nearly a hundred people were shot and killed lying on the ground, there were more than 30 people who suffered arrow wounds of varying degrees.

This operation was a waste of money. Not only did he lose his son, but he also didn't have 200 pounds of silver. The islanders who had tattoos died were not regrettable. The key is that their elite mercenaries also suffered losses.

The craziest thing is that the arrow of the Ross is like Odin's punishment! It seems that contacting them crazy slashing is the only way to win.

But can the Gotlanders withstand their arrows and rush forward to fight?

Must fight! If you are afraid of this, the Gotland people might as well give up resistance to the neck and slaughter.

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