Chapter 440： We have seen the coastline of Gotland

On the last day of July, just before the expedition, Rurique on Tombstone Island inspected his army.

All the fighters who were waiting for the expedition gathered together. They were dressed in battle armor, blue and white gowns worn by the outer gods, arranged in a rectangular team according to the flag team, and conducted a tactical exercise.

How to fight the decisive battle? Of course it was a gang fight between the two armies face to face.

Yes, wars in this era are no different from gang fights.

Are there any tactics the Gotlandians will use? They must be gathered together, yelling to form a shield wall, and burst into a melee against the enemy.

This kind of battle has a basic order at the beginning, and if it is delayed, it will become a big chaos that tests individual bravery. Those with strong armor and excellent physical endurance will win the final victory.

Standing on a high place, Otto saw this army composed of his own tribe and servants walking by his eyes in a neat line, his nose was sore that he was moved to tears.

This is just the beginning.

Rurik developed a relatively simple tactic for the Ross army, and he also gave it a name-Bullhorn Formation.

The two most elite Ross Warriors flag teams are arranged on the two wings, with the Slavic flag team and the shooting flag team in the middle.

One hundred berserkers in silver armor in Rurik are also at the center of the formation. They are the stable and possible escapers of the Chinese army (Rurik cannot be assured of the Slavic Spears at the moment), and rush into the formation. Relying on the armor to take into account the role of fighting with the enemy.

As for some personnel responsible for the maintenance, such as those who raise deer, they follow the commanders to prevent sneak attacks by the enemy.

According to Rurik's plan, the enemy should be bumped into the enemy. They would take it for granted to the center of the Russian army, and after being hit by arrows and slingshots, they collided with the Slavic flag team.

With this fighter, the two-winged Ross flag team immediately spread out two-wing encirclement, attacking the enemy's fragile wings, and finally completed an encirclement circle to eat all the enemies.

No, the Russ are currently rehearsing their tactics, pushing forward like a horn, and finally retracting the wings to perform this pincer offensive.

Rurik also knew a lesson: As soon as the cannon rang, the plan was to halve it.

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and no matter how stupid an enemy is, it will not really jump into the fire pit according to the plan made by the opponent.

The enemy is a fish, and it needs bait to be hooked.

Who is the bait? Naturally, it was the mercenary made up of the moneyless and influential men of Mellaren led by Heliger. This Mellaren flag team was the vanguard in the decisive battle.

They are testing the enemy's fictitiousness and reality. Regardless of the enemy's strength, they must pretend to retreat, or simply behave as a retreat, enticing the enemy to pursue a full-scale pursuit.

From the beginning, Rurik didn't expect the Mellaren people, they were hundreds of tool men. After they withdrew to the Rus army, they launched a counterattack with the Rus.

This is called pretending to retreat to lure the enemy into an ambush position, and then the pincers will gather and wipe them out.

Looking at this tactic, Rurik didn't think it was a big problem.

The unanimous advancement of a huge army is too a test of organization. Of course, one flag team of the Russian Army can achieve the same pace, and several flag team sports will be out of touch. This time, Rurik decided to use defense as the offense and let the enemy crash into his own army! They must bump into it.

For the future war, the soldiers on Tombstone Island were very enthusiastic, and the commanders such as Rurik were very optimistic about the future war.

It's better for the army to end the war quickly, and to grow and gather at the end of the month after reaping the benefits, just because the army has to go home to harvest the wheat.

The agreed date is today!

The night was still relatively short last night. Many soldiers just lay down quietly. Their restless hearts drove their sober minds, and they watched the bright starry sky through the five hours of the night.

The temperature in the early morning is only 15°C, which seems to be low temperature, which is really comfortable for the soldiers.

Everyone awakened in the early morning light, the sun shining on the mist in the forest on the island, strands of golden curtains gave the world a piece of holiness.

Lumia, wearing an antler helmet, woke up early. She first made a memorial service for the dead at the warrior cemetery on the island, and then made a small sacrifice at the temporary altar by the sea.

For a whole month, all parties are preparing for this moment.

In the absence of impassioned speeches, Rurikben did not want to make a loud noise with his voice changing. In the holiness and solemnity of the early morning, the soldiers on the expedition had a meal of fresh fish and began to board the boat.

It took a lot of time for the army to land on Tombstone Island, and it was also time-consuming to board the ship.

Rurik had already boarded the Aphrodite first, and he was able to stand high and witnessed a long ship being pushed into the sea. The protruding large oars driven the ships to drift slowly into the inner sea and into the fleet's array. in.

"Just forming a formation takes time. Sure enough, I didn't directly land on Visby. It was the right decision."

Rurik stared at his own movements, with a big hand over his shoulder.

He turned his head, the flowing ponytail flicked: "Father."

Otto looked solemnly: "Now, we're starting. Leaving here, we won't look back."

"Yes, I know, we will win."

Otto's deep eyes stared at the direction of the island: "You don't have to confidently promise anything, of course we will win. Look! After the brothers are in the team, we set off."

It would be great to join the horn of the existing ship. The Ross people have a small horn made of a few horns. The sound of the horn is not loud and the penetrating power is not small.

There were mercenaries on the Aphrodite who served as good blowers. After a period of time, the sun had already taken the lead, and the huge fleet had been assembled in the sea off the island. The melodious trumpet was reminded of it.

The gathered giant spinnaker was lowered under the control of the cable, and the Aphrora was fierce for a while.

An old sailor with a cloth scarf on his head roared for a long time: "Adjust our direction, let's move forward!"

The cargo ships full of people and materials lowered their sails and presented a specific angle with the center axis of the ship, and they started sailing against the wind.

As for all the long boats, the people holding the oars raised the huge blades, like scorpions moving on the water surface. They used the "Duke of Ross Flag" flying on the huge towering mast of the Aphrodite as a reference to start a great journey.

This is the Rus’s war! The war has begun.

The war has indeed begun. The fiercest battle will be in the future. At present, the Ross people must be floating at sea for two to three days. Will the morale of the soldiers be consumed in boredom?

The rainfall in recent days has been less than in previous years, and it may rain more in September.

The sunny day is really a good time to fight, and to Rurik's surprise, King Olekin, who took the army to the south for a month, did not send anyone back to Lake Mälaren.

What exactly is going through the army in the south? Is it just to recharge their energy, or they have already organized a fleet to conquer the rumored "Silver Fort"?

It was about noon before the Ross Fleet officially began its expedition. As the fleet entered the depths of the ocean, the paddlers gathered their oars one after another, relying on pure wind to move forward.

The ships of the entire fleet are doing a zigzag movement, and each ship must be very careful not to collide with neighboring ships.

The fleet inevitably became loose gradually. Fortunately, all the ships were flying clearly visible flags. At this time, everyone realized that the "Oars Flag" that was originally owned by the leader's flagship was hung in order to avoid leaving. Scattered.

Since it is a broken line, the brisk ships must also accommodate the cargo ships carrying a large amount of materials and personnel, and the speed of the entire fleet has dropped to a mere four knots.

Rurik couldn't accurately judge the speed of the fleet, he could only deeply feel that the speed was really unsatisfactory.

Certain ships can speed up, but the Russ fleet is not the kind of suture monster of the Swedish coalition before.

The Mellaren army took the lead, and an allied army was stared with anger.

The Ross Fleet is a whole, and the Clippers must accommodate the slow.

The fleet basically stabilized at a speed of four knots, and after passing the dense island group of the Aland Islands, it moved forward all night on the edge of the Gulf of Finland.

The setting sun guided the west, and the natural stars, especially the unique Big Dipper, also guided the direction.

No one was worried about getting lost, especially Rurik, who was not at all worried about going to the wrong position when sailing at night.

In the early morning of a new day, the noise on the deck awakened Rurik.

Jeflo hurriedly walked into the captain's lounge.

Rurik sat upright and put the deerskin on Lu Mia who was sleeping next to him. At this moment, Otto still heard a little snoring unconsciously.

"My lord, something happened in the distant sea, we..."

"You? The situation? What is it?" Rurik asked, rubbing his head.

"It's land. Some people say we have reached our destination, I don't know! Now I have my brothers on the deck, the torsion slingshot is ready."

"How is it possible." Rurik raised his head. There was indeed a constant thumping above his head, "Let's go, I'll see the situation."

Rurik stood on the bow deck. He could see a hazy coastline in the distance, and Aphrora was surrounded by his own ships. The boats were still raising their sails, and the army floated all night in the vast sea.

Yevlo boldly pointed to the hazy place: "Is it not the enemy's territory?"

"It's not there, but I know where it is."

"where is it?"

"It should be Saarema Island, or Xiuma Island, I marked it on that sand table."

"Sandbox?"

"Huh?" Rurik glanced at Yevlo's eyes, knowing that this person had not participated in the pre-war meeting. He sighed slightly: "Well done, you let the brothers prepare for naval battle ahead of time. We really have the first-hand advantage when we encounter problems.

"So, are we..."

"Are you still going to land?" Rurik shook his head: "There may be some enemies or friends. There are indeed people there, people exiled by various tribes, including the rebellion of the Russ. Maybe in the future I will clean up. Drop them, but not now."

Jeflo nodded, not talking.

The sun in the east has risen, and the mist on the sea has disappeared.

The clear air allowed Rurik to clearly see everything within a radius of 30 nautical miles, and now he gradually saw the so-called hazy coastline, which was clearly two big islands!

He couldn't help laughing.

"Master, what are you laughing at?" Jeflo asked.

"Nothing, I already know the correct position of the fleet. We should adjust our direction!"

The vast number of personnel of the Ross Fleet did have a keen interest in the island ahead, and they wanted to land and see if they wanted to explore the curiosity trend.

Is there anything good to find on Saarema Island, or Semelia Island? There may be some people who speak the same Gnostic language. When this untimely fellow meets fellow villagers, of course, they will kill them when they meet.

The conquest of Saarema Island is not on the plan of Relic, and this small island has no minerals and is difficult to attract.

The ships of the fleet stared at the movement of the Aphrora, she began to change directions, and soon the entire fleet corrected its new course.

The army began to move toward the southwest, heading toward the southwest wind!

Rurik is confident. He feels that after a day and night voyage, he is expected to rush to the eastern coast of Gotland in the morning. The Ross people must find a suitable landing site.

More than two hundred large and small ships, their front is becoming more and more dangerous.

Although the possibility is unlikely, Rurik ordered the nearby ships to prepare for naval battles. The ships communicated with each other by shouting. Soon, all the ships and everyone were clearly aware of the risks ahead.

Everyone was ready for the naval battle. It was the ships of Arik's Warriors First Banner team actively engaged with the enemy ships in sight, shooting first with a steel-armed crossbow, and then connected to the side to complete the final jump and kill.

This set of tactics is already Arik's best skill. He and his brothers from the First Banner have been fighting in this sea area for the past two years so that the enemy dare not go to the fishing grounds in the north of the island to fish.

But when he invaded the eastern sea of ​​the island, Arik had only one encounter experience, and that thrilling battle was still a great success for his people.

Arik was looking forward to seeing the enemy's fishing boat, but only the Ross army was riding the waves in the vast sea.

At last night fell again, and no one knew how far the entire day fleet had traveled and how long it would take to sail in the future.

But the road ahead is indeed only one full day's voyage left.

It was another morning, and the sun shone on the people who slept on the long boat.

It was another noise that awakened Rurik, and this time he got up quickly and ran into the door of the lounge at the door of the lounge and collided with Evlo who had reported the news.

"Ah, my lord! Something has happened!"

"We... have arrived at Gotland?"

"Yes! I'm about to report this. And..."

Rurik immediately cheered up: "What the **** is going on."

"It's your brother Arik. He saw a fishing port and some fishing boats. The brothers of the First Banner have completely separated from the fleet and attacked first."

"Ah?!" Arik was shocked and quickly kicked the old man up rudely (Otto drank some spirits last night and now sleeps very heavilyyou...you kid." Otto subconsciously He grabbed Rurik by the neck.

Rurik broke free abruptly: "The war has begun, and Arik has started the landing battle. We will soon be ready."

"Finally started fighting." Otto let go, his face serious.

The father and son quickly boarded the bow deck, and now they clearly saw the scene ahead.

Nearly thirty long boats all put down their big wooden oars and moved towards the atlas of the village between the two mounds.

There are indeed enemy fishing boats madly fleeing for their lives, but it is a pity that this escape is meaningless.

No one knows what is happening in the fishing village in front of them. The only thing that can be judged is that the long coastline in front of them belongs to the island of Gotland!

The fishing port in front is not only between the two mounds, it also has a small bay. This place is really blessed as a berth.

The battle started with a unilateral assault by the Rus, and the victory is no longer suspense...