Chapter 421： First Battle Kalmar

But the residents of Kalmar, they are not sitting still or not caring.

An army from the north will continue to crusade south. After conquering Borgholm, the next target must be Kalmar.

Refugees from the north have fled to this offshore "port city". These people include fishermen from Waskasburg, and more of them are the Gotlanders living in Borgholm.

The fugitives landed in Kalmar with their property. Many people still think it is not safe enough. After they bought some supplies, they stepped up to continue to the south.

The sea is not an obstacle to their escape, but it facilitates their smooth escape.

It seems that only the Danish forces can give everyone a security guarantee, but they are not Danes after all, and they are bound to be investigated and arrested if they rush into the core area of ​​Denmark.

Most of the fugitives only stopped in Kalmar for a short period of time to supply supplies. They took Kalmar’s more difficult Danish settlement called Silverburg as a refuge, because the Danes and Gotland immigrants there have been mixed for a long time. The two sides spoke the same Gnostic language, and at first glance they couldn't tell each other at all.

However, if the Silver Fort (Sulworth Fort) south of Kalmar also suffers a terrible blow, there is another way for everyone to escape, which is to go upstream along the river and evacuate to the interior of the Gotaland. A lake area in the area, because the dense rivers look like roads, the Gotland people who immigrated to this area named it "roads and lakes", that is, Växjö.

Ten immigrant communities have constructed this settlement, and it is the place where new Gotland immigrants can go to peacefully.

Refugees from the north caused a huge panic in Kalmar. Those Danes who make money from the fishing trade on weekdays are standing on the cusp of the storm and are also engaged in a fierce ideological struggle psychologically.

Retreat back to your hometown? So how many years of hard work has been ruined?

Do not withdraw? Want to fight an intruder?

Would the brave Danes fear the Svealand Alliance in the North?

More than a dozen Danish business forces gathered to discuss future matters. This is destined to be a quarrelsome meeting, because the settlement is just a group of businessmen and fishermen. There is no arbitrator in control of absolute power. The meeting became After the quarrel, the two sides divided into the fugitive and the decisive faction broke up unhappy, and immediately made their own decision after the meeting.

There are five Danish merchants who chose to retreat with their families and private soldiers. They took away their silver coins and most of the fish products, sold their real estate and slaves at a lower price, formed a large long boat team, and withdrew to the nearest permanent Danish stronghold, Silver Fort

As for the remaining eight Danish merchants, as well as most of the fishermen in Gotland, their choice is really firm resistance.

No, when Arik made rapid progress as the "Pioneer Officer" pig, the Kalmar left-behind personnel who had been mentally prepared were already ready at all times!

In recent days, fishing operations off Kalmar have completely stopped. The male fishermen armed themselves, and most of the women took their children to hide in the nearby forest.

The merchants took out all their private soldiers, but the main force of these private soldiers was used to protect the mansion of the gold master. As for the field battle with the enemy, it was not in their plan.

Kalmar's original permanent population has exceeded 4,000, and the threat of war forced at least 1,500 to evacuate!

The remaining two thousand five hundred people include all kinds of people, at least among them women and children are only five hundred people.

Just because Kalmar itself is a commercial port, the people who enter the place aggressively are for trade, not for settlement. The so-called women, a considerable part of them are prostitution. As for children, there are not many children who wander and beg for food, and they only know their humble origins and their unborn future.

An "army" with a number of nearly two thousand people was organized, and their clothes were simple and simple, and their weapons appeared crude. It was just that such a large group of men gathered together, and the left-behind businessmen who were once worried about the way ahead, they even began to be arrogant and even hopeful. The enemy from the north delivered to the door.

All parties have become eager for war, and the huge numbers of people support the confidence of the Kalmar men. Only when they see the enemy coming, they begin to introspect whether their optimism is wrong.

The war that the two sides are looking forward to is basically inevitable, and there is no exchange between the two sides before the war, and the war broke out in the most direct way!

The keels of the three long boats directly washed up on the sandy beach, and Karl bravely jumped down with a sword.

"Kalmar! Your name is simply tailored for me, and I, Carl, is your master!" Carl muttered proudly, and was ready to fight the sudden appearance of the enemy.

Kalmar is not an empty city. The residents here are obviously determined to fight to the end for their wealth, and this is precisely the great battle that Carl desires.

The one hundred landing soldiers was greeted by a special cordial greeting from the Kalmar people-Arrow.

A very limited arrow hit Carl's wooden shield, completely detonating his fighting spirit.

However, the casualties of the landing Melaren army have already begun!

It was a blow from the defender’s sling and spear. Although the arrows fired by the defender’s short wooden bow could only hunt wild deer, it didn't make much sense to attack the warrior holding the chain mail, but the spear was different.

A warrior with an unstable footing was hit by a spear thrown by an enemy who suddenly came out of a near-shore house. It was not a normal spear throw, it was a harpoon for hunting seals and baleen whales.

Carl and his warriors quickly organized a shield wall, and the soldiers in the second row also put their shields on their predecessors.

After a larger shield wall was formed, the Mellaren warriors roared, facing the enemy's crazy blows from spears and stones, and steadily advanced to a close combat distance.

On the contrary, the 200-odd defenders near the coast could not sit still.

Just because behind this small group of landers, there are overwhelming fleets!

No one had imagined that the enemies described by those fugitives were not lying. The enemies were really powerful.

Maybe they just look tough, who knows if they don't fight a battle?

"Chong ah, brothers, hack these northern guys to death and take their armor and sword!"

Someone led everyone to desperately. They were not afraid to fight with baleen whales. The enthusiasm for fighting now burst out, which really made Carl feel emotional.

But it's just sighing.

"They rushed over, get ready! Fight!" Carl called out loudly when he saw this, and the most elite black warriors under his command stabilized their shield wall, waiting for the enemy to collide.

The fishermen are so poorly equipped that they have to rely on the shield wall to cover them. On the battlefield on the beach, the two shield walls quickly collided. In an instant, the spearheads of the two sides began to poke each other, and the long-handled axe fell from the sky until the battle became a zero-distance battle between the two sides.

Carl stabs the enemy in front of him frantically with the steel sword of his father king. They are also wielding a powerful chrome-iron hand axe, excellent weapons and excellent defense, so that the Merlaren Warriors quickly gain the upper hand.

More and more fishermen died in battle, their simple wooden shields lacked defense, and thin linen basically only had the function of hiding shame. How did their flesh and blood fight fiercely with the landers in iron armor? Even if they have more troops.

The blood of the corpse stained the red sandy beach, and Carl was leading his people slowly through the terrible mud of coagulated blood.

At a certain critical point, the morale of the fishermen collapsed, and they took down at least fifty corpses and retreated in a hurry.

"Haha, these Kalmar people are really cowards! Brothers, spread the team and hunt down these escaping rabbits!"

Carl's order was reached, and the shield wall was disbanded. Just as the warriors were carrying their swords and axes and were ambitious to launch a fatal pursuit, a swish sound suddenly came from the sky.

He looked at the blue sky and couldn't help gritting his teeth, because there was a black shadow flying buzzing in the sky.

"Don't rush, listening to this voice is the support of the Ross people!"

Just offshore, five Ross ships with a total of seven torsion slingshots once again fired light javelins at the maximum firing angle. Their spiral tail feathers make them spin wildly, accompanied by a buzzing sound.

Such an arrow has no ability to attack in a range, but a large arrow from an incredible distance can still penetrate people. Such strength is enough to subvert the cognition of most Nordic people in this time and space.

Only one of these seven javelins hit the arm of a fugitive enemy, and this was the only one. The powerful force had already smashed through and broke the injured person’s right arm. Blood was gushing crazily. The whole person ran for a while and fell on the spot. Land can't afford to end everything.

"The friendly support is over. Brothers, follow me!"

Carl was a slow impact again. His speed completely drove the soldiers. Such a reckless style could not be changed. Carl felt that the enemy was also vulnerable. He expected that attacking Kalmar would be like attacking Borgholm. It was a fierce battle, and now, he just wanted to annihilate this group of cowards who were a hundred times more highly regarded by him.

Just over ninety people rushed directly to the fishermen’s residential area, and they almost disappeared into the eyes of the rear fleet.

Standing on the ship, Rurik kept watching the battlefield, and the Ross soldiers also reloaded the torsion slingshot. Whenever it was launched, he would follow Rurik's instructions.

"Well, that idiot Carl got into the residential area."

"I think there is fraud here," frowned Otto said cautiously.

"I think so, maybe history will repeat itself." Rurik does have concerns. He is not worried about Carl himself. In essence, he expects this man to die in battle.

However, if the Mälaren Army has a major setback in this battle, it will be bad for the entire Swedish Army, for the Russian Army, at least at this point.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this should be a trap. Standing on the flagship of Mälaren, Olekin saw that his stupid son was doing reckless behavior again. He stomped his feet with anger and pointed at himself with his battle axe. 'S subordinates: "Give me an afterburner boat, hurry up and land! Hurry up!"

Carl was in the game with a blank mind. He got into the chaotic residential area of ​​the longhouse, and soon couldn't find a suitable main attack direction.

On the contrary, a huge number of armed men came out one after another, and fishermen with spears and disheveled hair rushed in frantically. Carl was in a mess, and his soldiers were immediately hit.

The iron spearhead slammed through the Maillaren's chain mail. The elite soldiers in black had no idea that they would die shamefully in this way.

This is Kalmar’s strategy to lure the landing enemies into the residential area where women and children have been evacuated. Armed fishermen hide in the longhouses. They started doing this when they saw a large number of ships approaching. Now their tactics are successfully implemented. Up!

It’s just that Kalmar’s fishermen’s moves were a bit hasty. They never thought that the enemy they gathered to attack was only the vanguard of the attacking army.

The original plan was to wait until the enemy landed heavily before launching an ambush. Now the suddenness of the ambush has been lost. It doesn’t matter if the fishermen go crazy, just like they don’t have any idea about the death or injury in the battle, they are left. The instinct of fighting and killing.

The chaos happened!

Relying on his absolute bravery and weapon superiority, Carl assassinated and wounded at least six enemies. His beautifully patterned wooden shield was stained with a lot of enemy blood, and his face was also covered with a lot of blood.

How could his black-clothed warriors have such a magical bravery. A single soldier was besieged by many fishermen. One after another, more and more black-clothed fighters were killed. For a time, more than three hundred people caught in the chaotic battle were killed in darkness. When Karl was sober, he was shocked to find that the number of black-clothed soldiers still fighting was not many.

"Damn it, this is the second old Ostara!"

A soldier in black griefly advised: "Prince, we must evacuate. This place is too narrow, and you will die if you continue to fight."

dead? If you die, you can't get your wealth, and such a death is too humiliating.

"Go! Then go! Brothers!" Carl held a **** sword and turned his wrist: "Don't fall in love anymore, let's retreat to the beach and meet the large forces!"

In this way, with the support of the soldiers, Carl sniffed the sea salt and rushed to the beach. When they reappeared in Olegin's field of vision, there were only more than 30 soldiers left.

The individual Kalmar fishermen are indeed weak, and those killed in a two-person duel are almost certainly fishermen, but they are united to protect their wealth. The overwhelming military advantage of the fishermen on the local battlefields has made them ignorant until now. The enemy who has to flee is actually the elite of the attacker.

Olekin's 500 elite private army has only 70 left. When he was shocked by the terrible loss, his anger was directed at the enemy.

At this moment, as the king, he has no idea to blame his crown prince son. Even if he has an idea, he has no chance to verbally scold him because the enemy is walking out of the hiding house. The more and more people gather, the strength of his troops is completely unexpected.

The main force of the Mellaren army landed with all the servants, and there were as many as two thousand soldiers of all colors on the beach.

This is not over yet, there are more than 1,400 soldiers from various dukes who are about to land in the rear.

The Merlaren Army, which was the first to land, began to line up spontaneously, and the servants, who were inevitably weaker in combat effectiveness, also gathered nervously, and aimed their short spears at the enemies that were also rapidly increasing their troops.

Carl, covered in the blood of enemies, panted and returned to the king's father: "I was hit by their ambush, at least now I have drawn their main force out."

Carl feels he will be scolded Olekin’s eyes are always staring at the enemy, and he casually said: "Enter the team! We are ready for a decisive battle! You are sending someone to inform the Ross people and let them be their archers. Try to log in and support us."

"This... is it necessary for them to participate in the war?"

"According to the contract, if you don't give them the spoils immediately. You go quickly and let them join the war. Look at these enemies. If we want to win quickly, we need the support of the Ross people."

It can be said that the two sides only developed a tacit understanding on this matter-a decisive battle.

In ancient wars, it was so easy to decide whether to win or lose through a big decisive battle. In fact, behind the decisive battle was that both sides could not afford to delay the long battle.

The fishermen fighters of the Gotland immigrants were the main component of the Kalmar army, but the private soldiers of Danish merchants mixed with them were the most effective fighters.

The Kalmar Army lined up as a shield wall with increasing strength.

The Swedish Allied Forces are exactly the same here, and with the landing of the Yilmalen Army, Uppsala Army, and Ankras Army, the Swedish Army and its servants standing on the beach alone have nearly four thousand troops!