Chapter 415： 1st battle Borgholm fortress

The cold wind raged on the city, and Stein, the leader of Borgholm, who hurriedly boarded the wooden wall, was shocked to believe it all.

I saw that the rough sea seemed unable to stop the enemy ship, and the sudden enemy army had landed and began to destroy.

Do not! They are attacking the fortress!

"Let... let my brothers get ready! At least we have to guard the wall!"

He gave his men the order to die. At this moment of life and death, no one dared to neglect. At the moment of crisis, we can only pray for the solidity of the wooden wall.

Although the Saxons who lived here crossed the sea, they ate and gained wisdom, and soon began to build walls when they set up settlements on the island. In recent decades, the more repaired the wooden wall, the taller it has been, and its soil foundation has become thicker. It is not at all a semi-rigid project like Fort Worscar, it is more robust.

Due to shelter from the wind, the local Saxons had long been withdrawn to the fort.

Those Gotland mercenaries were also in the fort, and only the few Gotland fishermen who hadn't evacuated did not think of fleeing when they saw something bad.

Unfortunately, those who run slowly have been killed by crazy attackers.

It was clearly planned, like the defectors of Volskas. They should be the people on the front line. As a result, Karl was eager for his work. He hadn't cared about so much, and simply led his brother as the main attacking force.

In the face of a brazen attack, all the Gotlanders who had no time to escape became the undead under the sword of the Mellaren army. The property they had not had time to take away, especially the very important jerky, was immediately captured by the Melalen people. . The greedy eyes of the attackers who had obtained the treasure naturally focused on the fortress. No matter how high the wall was, they carried the prefabricated siege hammer, wouldn't it be possible that they couldn't break the **** wall?

Maybe the Swedish coalition forces should reorganize the troops after landing, and then launch an attack according to the plan after lining up.

Today's chaotic offense is full of courage, but there is no discipline at all.

Their messy offensive look, Rurik couldn't see it at all. "If this battle is under my command, I'd rather spend some time arranging the army. Olekin, isn't it because your people rush to the tower so forcefully?"

To die? Carl didn't feel it at all. He felt that after only a few collisions with his siege hammer, the enemy's wall would collapse, and the spoils would be his own.

There are some panicked fishermen in Gotland, wearing simple clothes, dragging their families and rushing under the wooden wall of the fortress.

At this moment, Stein, the spear leader, just looked at the refugees below helplessly.

They screamed desperately and indignantly, begging the door to conceal a small gap.

But Stein just looked at them again, and shouted at the Gotland mercenaries who had prepared a batch of stones and pottery urns on the city wall: "Brothers, here they are! Ready to kill them!"

In this situation, the life and death of some people no longer matter, and even the Gotland mercenaries do not care about the life and death of their fellow clan. Stein was not an idiot. He had ordered his Saxon warriors to use huge pine as a latch, and more pine leaned against the gate. Already prepared for defense, without a lot of effort, the defenders would no longer be able to open the blocked gate, let alone allow people from outside to come in.

It seems that the defensive routines of Borgholm's defenders are no different from the port of Voskars that was breached by the Swedish army.

Do not! They Saxons are the ethnic group that fought with the Franks, and they really have a little trick in the battle of defending the city.

They catch seals, herring, and cod to boil oil, naturally for the purpose of sacrifice and daily lighting. But at such a critical moment, grease will become a treasure to kill the enemy.

More and more Merlaren warriors rushed out of the wooden houses near the shore, and the siege hammer of their guardians finally rushed under the wooden fort under the leadership of Karl.

"Ah! This thing is so towering, why is it different from what it looked like just now?!" Carl had no idea that there was such a high wall. He gritted his teeth, despised the encroaching enemy on the wooden wall, and immediately ordered an attack.

attack? How to fight?

The Mellaren Army did not have any long ladders, and naturally they could not climb a wooden wall about five meters high. Obviously, the core of the attack was to hit the wall with a siege hammer.

The few archers of the Mellaren Army shot at the people on the wall, and more soldiers held their round shields, surrounded by their siege hammers that needed 30 people to carry. After some run-ups, the siege hammers were fierce. Hit the wooden wall hard.

However, the gate of Borgholm fortress barely moved.

"Haha! They can't hit the door!"

Stein, who was worried on the city wall, was so surprised that his face was shaking. Now he opened his arms and faced the brothers in the fortress, shouting: "Our wall is indestructible, they will never be able to break through!"

The morale of the soldiers in the fort was greatly boosted.

A large number of rocks and pottery urns fell from the sky, giving the Mellaren army a head and face blow with a wooden shield.

The siege hammer hit more than 20 times in a row, and the enemy's wooden wall seemed to loosen, and it seemed that nothing happened.

Just as Carl screamed at him, 30 brawny men holding the siege hammer (in fact, three thick pine tied together), they were already out of breath.

Suddenly many people let go, causing the siege hammer to fall directly to the ground.

"Prince, my brothers just wrestled with the huge wave and heavy rain, and now they are attacking the city again. Everyone is really tired."

The speaker was still Kraftegger, and looking at this person's face, Karl suddenly thought that this guy had said something similar when the army attacked Voskars Fortress.

Carl's lips trembled and shouted, "You! You are a coward!"

"But, who would be happy to see our Mellaren people being stoned by the enemy? Prince, didn't you say that the defectors should be the main attacker? How come we become the main attacker again?!"

"You!" For a moment Carl felt that he had become a complete reckless man.

Through the gap in the crowd, what he saw was indeed an anxious situation. Since the siege weapon only had the big wood at hand, all hopes were of course pinned on the wood, but the continuous impact did not open the gap.

Karl doesn't think his tactical weapons are not easy to use, it must be because the brothers are too tired.

"Then let's go! Let's retreat and let those Voskars attack! Brothers, take the siege hammer to avoid!"

The Mellaren army withdrew, and the soldiers holding their shields under the city ran clean in a short time.

However, these "warriors in black" rushing to the front line, they can be described as elite, enough defensive power so that they have no loss in the first battle. Oh, but there is no loss on the surface. Only when these soldiers returned to the stable rear and removed their armors would they find bruises on their arms.

Just like the thick solid wood wall of Borgholm fortress blocking the siege hammer, the excellent wooden shield of the Mellaren Army also ensures that the soldiers will not be directly killed by stones.

At this moment, Stein, who was standing at the head of the city, suddenly dissipated his worries. "Brothers, they really can't fight in! We don't have to be afraid of anything!"

The people on the wall laughed, mocking the recklessness and stupidity of the attacker, even if there was no dead enemy under the wooden wall. Yes, only the small group of Gotland fishermen who did not escape into the fort.

After all, the Mellaren army had already mastered a certain amount of siege experience in the battle a few days ago, and they at least knew how to protect themselves under the wall.

Carl retreated with a trace of frustration and returned to the king's side.

Olekin was not polite, and directly punched his son. This punch was just to punch him with a nosebleed.

Carl's mouth arched helplessly, watching his father listen to the scolding with an aura.

"You reckless man, did I order you to fight? You almost killed the main force of our army!"

Carl didn't want to justify his recklessness, so he whispered: "Father, these enemies are extraordinary."

"Then step back! Francis, now is the time for you to prove your loyalty!"

With Carl's tossing, the remaining soldiers of the Swedish army had a short rest. They lined up their camps, and only the Russ were still watching the battle on the ship suspended in the offshore area according to the contract.

The battlefield was already far beyond the maximum range of all the long-range weapons of the Ross people. Indeed, Rurik and the others could only serve as spectators, and they could clearly see the failed siege of the Mellaren Army just now.

Otto saw the whole process and couldn't help feeling anxious: "Ruriek, the enemy's wall is too hard, maybe these torsion slingshots won't work."

"Yeah, let's see what Olekin will do. I don't think they will be able to break the city today."

"Then keep watching! We also have to be ready to cheer."

Rurik nodded and immediately ordered his men to prepare for landing. Considering the apparent extraordinaryness of this battle, the hidden steel arm crossbows are authorized to be used.

After some adjustments, the Swedish army on the shore lined up in a very dense formation, spreading out at the main entrance of the fortress.

The defenders, who were still immersed in the joy of victory, continued their joy for a mere half an hour. Seeing that the enemy had such a vast force, they were all at once dumbfounded.

At this time, the leader Shi Tan was anxious, "Those who boil the oil, continue to boil it for me! If they dare to attack, they will be burnt to death!"

All warriors holding bows of the defending army boarded the city, more stones were moved up, and more spear warriors gathered at the back of the gate. The so-called once the gate was broken, the attackers would be killed with spears. .

Stein felt that the enemy would attack in an all-out manner, and his people felt pressured. They don't even know the specific identity of the enemy, and can only pray that the **** they believe in can help them escape the crisis.

Realistically speaking, the defenders have the best hope. They have never been afraid of siege. Inside the fort is their granary (filled with dried fish), and there are many wells in the fort, all of which are brought up with fresh water. They can hold on for a long time, but how can the enemy continue to surround it? When the Danish friendly forces find that the situation is not right and send troops to support them, will the problem be solved?

He didn't put his hope completely on the support of the Danes. No matter how strong the friendly army is, their support will take time. For some time to come, the Saxons of Borgholm fortress must rely on themselves, and even the mercenaries in Gotland are not so reliable.

Reliable and unreliable, Stein didn't want to die a large number of his own people in the war. Those Gotland people who took the money should perform their duties as mercenaries, so these people stood at the head of the city in large numbers.

What can the Gotland mercenaries have to say, they soon saw a group of ragged people walking in the enemy formation not far away. They have taken vigilance one after another.

At this moment, Rurik in the distance stretched out his hand and called, "Look, the Mellaren army is attacking again?"

Otto's big hand was clasped on his son's head: "It's weird. I think they are those people."

"Huh? It's them?"

"It's them... this is their fate."

Yes, the attackers were the fishermen of Voskars. They had just gone through a nine-dead voyage and their landing was not stable. Now they are about to sacrifice their lives to the Swedish army.

Under the leadership of the surrendered Danish mercenaries, especially the man Francis, the Voskars carried the siege hammer together and rushed towards the wooden door. They know how to build walls and doors, and naturally they know the weaknesses of doors.

Any door is afraid of collision. Some fishermen are familiar with Borgholm, and some even enter the fortress built by the Saxons. Once, they came for the purpose of doing business, but now they are crazy offensive.

As an attacker, the Voskars' weapons and equipment are terrible. They were wearing thin clothes, carrying poor harpoons, short spears, and logging axes, and then charged with a shield made of wooden boards.

If anyone in it is well equipped, it is a renegade Danish mercenary, but their number is a mere thirty.

The only remaining Danish mercenaries boasted that they were full of military virtues, and they didn't even know that they would fall victim to some secret weapon.

More than 300 people launched this attack. King Olegin at the rear has planned it. These guys are like some kind of sacrifice. They slammed through the gate desperately. Then the coalition soldiers swarmed and the victory was just before dark. Take it down.

Finally, the siege hammer ran into the gate again, and the fishermen began to desperately equip them, and they were naturally greeted by a rock that covered their heads.

Francis gritted his teeth, half of his body was protected by a shield, knowing the difficulty of the attack.

He is protected by a wooden shield and chain mail, and the Voskars fishermen have been severely injured by rocks and earthen jars!

More than a dozen people have been smashed into skulls by the stones thrown by the defenders at the head of the city, and their temporary wooden shields are in vain. The short spears and harpoons they held were meaningless facing the towering wooden walls. Instead, they became the targets of wanton attacks by the few archers of the defending army.

However, there was a sudden commotion at the top of the city, and the energetic leader of the defending army, Stein Sachsson, took more than 20 soldiers under his command and walked up the wooden wall along the slope. Together, these Saxon warriors carried wooden sticks on their shoulders, under which a clay pot filled with hot fish oil was hung.

"Haha! Brothers, now let these idiots see how good we are! The first pot, pour me!"

Some Gotland mercenaries wrapped their hands in very thick linen, and then carefully held up the hot clay pot, and then the hot oil fell from the sky, and all of a sudden, the Voskars fishermen who were struggling to hit the wall under the city were terrible blows.

The person who was severely scalded in an instant simply threw the siege hammer in his arms, and the impact stopped for an instant.

Then there is the second tank, the third tank...

Francis felt that the big event was not good at first, but he had no time to worry about others.

The armored people in the city have naturally become the key targets of attack. It is difficult for bows and arrows to penetrate their armor. How about hot oil?

A pot of hot oil was poured directly onto Francis. The 200°C fish oil penetrated into his chain mail and the linen lining inside, immediately causing a fatal burn!

This is not over yet, and there is a second pot that gives him a hell-like horror experience.

Francis, who was hot and oily, subconsciously wanted to get rid of the chain mail. He clung to the belt and tried to get rid of it, and then rolled on the ground. Unfortunately, his companion had already started to escape!

The sudden hot oil burned more than 20 people, and it seemed that the damage was not high.

But wait a minute! The investment of hot oil destroyed the momentum of the attackers. They were already full of flaws, and they even forgot to protect themselves with a wooden shield.

More people were smashed to death. Francis was struggling desperately, and suddenly he was hit in the head by a piece of granite, and he was completely motionless after struggling.

The Swedish coalition forces watching the battle saw a terrifying scene not far away!

"What are they throwing down? Is it hot water?" Carl exclaimed.

Olekin shook his head and bared his teeth and said, "Whatever it is, the Voskars have been defeated! Damn, today is not the day to siege the city. We will camp here and wait until the weather improves!"

"But..." Carl was still angry, he just finished the victory before dark.

Olekin grabbed Karl by the neck and ordered: "We will know the situation when they are removed You, send me the messenger to call all the Ross people over. It's really hateful, this time we really They need their shameful archers."

"But, what if those guys who are good at archery compete for our trophy?"

"Then let them camp far away, so that they can never rob them in person. They just need to provide us with support!" Olekin said angrily.

In fact, Olekin has realized that the special equipment of the Ross people has turned the archers, who were once only useful, into elite killers. Just because of tradition, fighters still like to fight in close quarters to get the so-called honor.

Now that the enemy had used some terrible weapon, Olekin didn't bother to care about traditions. When the general offensive after the break is launched, the archers of the Ross people will be a strong support for the coalition forces.

But the Russ can't get too close to the coalition camp, they should camp a little farther. Olekin is to guard against them. The so-called Russ should not participate in the distribution of trophies after the city is broken, and they should not grab any trophies. They can only get a little bit of living rations "rewarded" by him to support follow-up operations. .

The contract is the contract, and Orekin feels that the money owed to the Ross people should be returned after the wheat harvest.