Chapter 273： Rurik's ruthless surrender strategy

A magical scene appeared on the battlefield on the ice river. More than 200 celebrities began to chase more than 600 people.

During this period, a large number of Corvins who fled were killed from behind, and the dead no longer need to be ashamed of the scars on their backs, because they are already dead!

The next battle doesn't seem to make much sense. Will Rurik show kindness? Do not! Being immersed in the battlefield, Rurik's heart also plunged into a collective frenzy along with his own people.

Here, everyone is a berserker!

Even the servant troops of the Lord of Salmon, even if they were all members of the "Kevin" group, the leader Kaihas felt that since they were desperately shooting arrows at their own people, they were pure adversaries.

Besides, it is now to show loyalty to the Ross people and to fight hard to beat the “kindness” of the Ross people.

Rurik saw that even the servants followed the two hundred leather-armored berserkers on a fierce attack. Why should he be merciful?

He gave Evlo an order: "Take a crossbow and shoot all the fugitives as best as you can. Kill all the injured and fallen enemies and stretch your kindness."

In a sense, there is an element of benevolence in Rurik's order.

And this so-called kindness is to make up the knife, so that the enemy's wounded will no longer suffer and get a happy death.

After Jeflo led a group of crossbowmen to complete a round of inaccurate long-range shooting on the spot, Rurik suddenly thought of something.

"Yevlo!"

"Oh!" Yevlo responded calmly, who was winding the rope on the pulley.

"When the enemy runs too far, the chase is left to others."

"we……"

Rurik immediately pointed to the enemy's corpses on the ground: "Cut off their heads. When encountering those who are dying, give mercy to them and then cut off their heads."

"This..." Suddenly, Jeflo felt that his master had become unfamiliar. "why is that."

Rurik also put on a cold face: "After this battle, we will continue to attack Gray Squirrel Hill. We need new slaves, not necessarily their lives. You go and collect the enemy’s heads, I think When those people see so many heads, they will choose to put down their weapons."

"Master, are you asking them to surrender?" Yevlo asked in a bit of surprise.

"Exactly. I will persuade the chieftain that they are willing to surrender and become slaves to save everyone's lives."

Evlo asked casually: "What if they refuse?"

"It can't be used by me. Kill!"

Jevlo nodded, and although it felt wrong, he still sighed: "You really look like a leader." After all, Jevlo looked at the Ruth army who fought back frantically, and watched them wantonly hack and kill the uninitiated enemy. On the back, he led the crowd to raise the crossbow: "Raise! Shoot!"

The enemy has escaped farther, and even a group of people scrambled to climb on their reindeer sleigh, eager to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

The morale collapsed and the retreat became a retreat. It seemed that as long as the reindeer sleigh was controlled, the escape became easy.

Those well-trained reindeer did not panic because of the human war, but were the ones who fled back first. They lashed the deer frantically with their whips, and some sleds ran rampantly, making the more orderly deer herd change. Got messy.

Of course, the Ross people seized the opportunity of chaos, and they chased them in desperation. There were already fifty warriors who were chasing and killing them all the way, killing them in the sled group of the Corvin people.

Even so, a group of Kowenmen who had not had time to escape lay on the snow, and their backs were **** and terrible wounds.

At this point, some Ross people finally stopped fighting.

The Rus began to pull the reindeer's rein, discussing this great victory with his companions. The seized large number of reindeer sleighs aroused many people's idea of ​​driving.

Only three reindeer sleighs carried more than 20 people out of the battlefield. Behind this handful of Corvin fugitives stood the fierce image of the Russ with blood-stained armour and wet red beards, and became visceral. Rainbow's ice surface.

A large number of corpses were lying on the glacier, and the wounded who were still wriggling were assassinated by the Ross people.

That's the end of the battle?

Otto was carrying a **** steel sword, standing on a reindeer sleigh, surrounded by his own warriors.

"Otto! Otto! Otto..."

Everyone yelled at Otto's name with their mouth open, as if they were worshipping the great **** Odin.

Rurik, his little figure walks on the battlefield. Having seen him dripping with blood, he will no longer be frightened by this terrible scene.

Is the fight scary?

Of course terrible!

Although Rurik originally hoped to force his opponents to surrender in a peaceful way. Obviously his dad and his clan members, their idea is simple and rude attack, this idea is very simple and very efficient.

Just like this battle, it was obviously a decisive battle of unprecedented strength. The Ruths themselves did not die, and only a few were injured, thanks to their excellent armor.

Of course, someone in the Rus’ army was killed in battle, and that was just a servant of the Salmon Lord’s tribe.

Not far away, my father was surrounded by the warriors and cheered.

Rurik looked at the crowd over there, staring coldly at his mercenaries, staring at them squatting down and cutting off the enemy's head.

Some sledges had already piled up on a few small sledges, and it was self-explanatory.

At this moment, the dignified Jeflo wiped off his bloodied hands and approached Rurik.

"Master, we want to collect all the heads? Maybe the mountain gods and river gods will be angry for it."

Rurik heard it ridiculously, and when he thought about it, he realized that Jeflo was a Finn himself.

"How can you see it?"

"Because." Yevro paused, "Their souls are no longer complete, and they can't return to the spirit ancestors."

"Ling Zu? What is that?"

"It's like... an ocean. It's the sea of ​​souls, the home of the dead Finns. You order their heads to be cut off, and they just..."

"Their mutilated souls are wandering in this world?" Rurik shook his head. He thought Jeflo's words were ridiculous, "Then continue to chop and smash! We are the Ross people, and I am the one blessed by our god. If the Finns’ gods are angry, come on! If the wraiths of these dead are angry, come on."

"Since you insist..." Evlo said no more, although he felt wrong, he continued to hold the axe, causing the enemies who died in battle to continue to be in a different place.

Evlo certainly knows that the Finns and the Corvins have a very close relationship, and the languages ​​of both sides are interchangeable. They were almost completely annihilated, proving that the Ross people have absolute strength. And this power is the first time Jeflo has seen it in his life.

Soon, Rurik's mercenaries had collected more than 500 heads, and their actions were finally noticed by Otto, who led the crowd to sweep the battlefield.

At first, Otto thought it was the mercenary of Rurik who was spontaneously venting his anger, until he asked Yevlo for the details, he knew Rurik's crazy decision.

Otto's face suddenly pulled down, and he led more than a dozen people towards his son, and then grabbed Rurrik's neck as if he was about to squeeze it off.

"Are you crazy? Rurik, why did you give such an order! They have died in battle, do you want to vent your anger so much?"

Rurik was surprised at first, but his panic expression quickly became calm.

Otto was also taken aback at this.

"Tell me, what do you want?!" After that, Otto let go.

Suddenly attacked and with a very painful neck, Rurik pointed at the gray squirrel hill fort that had not been breached, and said intently: "Our battle is not over yet. We must take down the hill fort."

"Of course! I'm returning with my brothers. We must knock down the mountain fort before night falls."

"I think so too. This time, I thought of a strategy."

"Oh?" Otto calmed down a bit, his son's sure eyes were not lying. "What's your strategy."

Rurik pointed at the head of the enemy who had turned gray, "I don't believe that the enemy still has the courage to continue. They must be frightened, and they must know that the expected reinforcements have been wiped out by us. I want them to open the city gates personally. The living knelt before us and beg us to forgive their lives."

"It's like forgiving those guys?" Otto pointed to the servants of the Salmon Lord tribe.

"Of course!" Rurik remained tough: "We pile up these heads or throw them directly into their walls. Yes! Throw all the heads over."

"Then they are willing to be our slaves?"

"They will definitely. We should order them that the severed head is the end of the Negative's stubborn resistance, and we must also tell them that surrender will be guaranteed for their lives."

Otto felt a little bit interesting. After all, his subordinates were also very tired. If he continued to attack, he would have new casualties.

Otto still deliberately asked: "What if they resist?"

"Kill!" Rurik said straightforwardly, and his determined eyes explained the determination of his attitude.

"Ah~" Otto was both happy and emotional: "Any young man can always grow up after a battle. Rurik, you have grown up. Let's go now! You can try and force them to surrender."

A large group of blood-stained Ross people, carrying their big round shields, carrying their own steel swords or large axes, swaggered and approached the previous battlefield.

Behind them, the servants of the Lord of Salmon admitted that because they had participated in coordinated operations, they had gained meritorious service for the Roths, and the promise of the Roth leader should be implemented immediately.

Kaijas was in high spirits, because Otto agreed to Rurik's decision, the decisive battle was victorious, and his people were free.

The men of the Lord of Salmon immediately regarded themselves as victors. They were asked to control all the reindeer sleighs left behind by the reinforcements of Corvin, and returned to the battlefield outside the mountain fort.

The victorious and a handful of stranded people took their heads and learned that the enemy did not take advantage of the chaos to escape by jumping over the wall.

Otto furrowed his brows and muttered in his heart: "You obviously have a chance to escape, do you just stay in your mountain fort and wait for death?"

In a sense, the last guards of Grey Squirrel Hill Fort, they are just sitting there waiting to die.

There are practical reasons for this!

Those brave fighters were all killed by the Ross people, and a group of people were injured by arrows. What's very bad is that the arrows of the Grey Squirrel Tribe are already stretched out, and the special short arrows fired by the Rus people can't understand what kind of bows can fire such arrows.

The battle has been going on for three days, and the sky is already evening. If there is still no victory or defeat today, the victory will be known tomorrow.

The gray squirrel tribe has lost most of its males and even many women. The survivors nestled around the tribal shaman, praying that the reinforcements finally arrived could defeat the invaders. It stands to reason that they have the ability to take the opportunity to escape, but no one does it.

Because this is their home. For them, the family can be abandoned, provided that the people of the tribe together explore a new settlement to settle down.

A group of wounded need to be taken care of, and women and children who are approaching mental breakdown are also at a loss.

The leader Mechasta until his tribe was on the verge of collapse, the Varangans continued to hit the city gate, and a large wall collapsed. The appearance of reinforcements is like the haze of a blizzard disappearing, and the sun sows summer sunshine.

What a reinforcement for the stars and the moon! Mechasta also followed the tribe’s prayers for the reinforcements to win a complete victory. The shouting and killing of fighting gradually dimmed. As a large group of people came in mighty, Mechasta, who basically understood, suddenly became loose. Collapsed on the city wall.

His son Telavis rushed to his father and tried to help Mechasta who was in a trance.

Today, only twelve archers dare to stand on the wall. They are all bowed, for fear of being shot by a sudden iron short arrow like their own clan. But as a man’s sense of responsibility, they are determined to follow the leader and fight to the death in the most dangerous place.

At this moment, the Ross people lined up into a shield wall under the leadership of Otto, and everyone beat their shields with a strong sense of rhythm, and at the same time roared exactly the same slogan.

With such an imposing manner, a powerful spiritual coercion on the gray squirrel tribe on the verge of collapse was completed.

Otto's move is to build momentum for his son, because he can't guarantee that his son who is approaching the wall will not be shot by the enemy.

A pair of blood-stained chain mail was forcibly draped on Rurik, and the bottom ring had reached Rurik's knee.

The current Rurik's clothes are a bit nondescript, and the weight of the chain mail makes him very uncomfortable. After all, he has gained further defense.

Next, Rurik took a solid step with his special fighters.

More than forty people broke away from the dense formation of the Ross.

Among them, the mercenaries led by Jeflo were all carrying crossbows with arrows, waiting for the opportunity to shoot all the enemies who tried to counterattack.

The remaining twenty people dragged a sled full of the heads of the enemy and the dead, following them.

Rurik felt a little nervous in his heart. If the enemy suddenly popped out a sharpshooter, he would still be shot with a cluster of iron arrows, he was afraid that he would be seriously injured.

It made sense to take risks at this moment, because Rurik felt that he was obviously a persuasor.

Many people on the wall just extended their eyes, including Mezzasta and his son. No one knew what this group of invaders wanted to do.

"Brothers, don't be impulsive, they don't seem to want to fight." Metzasta suppressed several of his buckling fighters.

Rurik finally stood out from behind the crossbowman, his small figure instantly shocked the same young Telavis.

"It's actually him?!"

"You...you know this kid?" Mezzasta asked, and then completely denied: "How is it possible! That's like a Varyag kid."

"I know him. I should have shot him. It seems that the kid is indeed a commander."

"You missed the opportunity, now it's too late to say anything."

"No! There is still a chance." After that, Telavis held the bow and picked up the last iron cluster arrow in his right hand: "Only such an arrow can penetrate their chain armor."

But Telavis' hand holding the arrow was held down by his father.

"Dad, you..."

"Don't irritate them," Metzasta whispered. "We will continue to observe. You can only do so if I let you shoot arrows."

The two of them were whispering and suddenly heard the language spoken in a childish voice that could be understood.

Ryulikang raised his chest, standing only about 30 meters away from the city wall, shouting: "You! Stop resisting! All your reinforcements are dead! Now you stop resisting and be our slaves, and you will continue to survive. Otherwise, this is the end!"

Stop resisting? To be a slave? ! The reinforcements are all dead? !

Mezzasta knew that his people would not be able to keep it, and he also didn't believe the enemy's promise.

Suddenly, a lot of strange things were thrown over through the wall, and they fell on the scaffolding of the city wall and picked them up for those who were waiting for an opportunity to fight back.

Mecha Starr ordered his son to bring the furry thing, although he already had a very strong bad premonition.

Telavis first picked it up boldly, and then saw the hideous face of the deceased. He immediately dropped his hand and collapsed to the ground. With a pale face, he pointed to the head of the wheel, "This...what is this? The man who died in battle?"

At this moment, more and more heads of war dead were thrown in. The number is staggering.