Chapter 521： The tragic history reappeared

The long ship rushed to the beach on a huge wave. What jumped from the top was a sword and shield player with braided hair and a naked back tattoo.

The huge round shield that can protect the entire torso is engraved with strange patterns, and some fighters wear masks that cover the entire face, which is even more fierce.

The soldiers of the Northumbria Army who had just endured two rounds of long-range strikes had not recovered from the sudden attack, and had to face the beach landings of such a mighty and strange army.

"Follow me! Don't run away! The fugitives will be hanged!" The infantry captain John screamed hopelessly, holding up his iron sword, but he knew how to resist this army only by his own scared army?

Perhaps as soon as the enemy fleet is discovered, the entire army retreats to a more defensive monastery, and the situation will not get worse.

Biyuni, Geiger, and all the brave Viking warriors, without exception, used their shields against the entire torso, and charged forward with a sword and axe in their right hand. Swords and shields are always in front, and hundreds of warriors in the weather carry short spears equipped with axes to prepare for the support of the pioneer brothers in the anxious short soldiers.

The poor Northumbria army, not only is their strength at an absolute disadvantage, but their tactics are even more messy.

In the decades of civil war in the kingdom, apart from the decline of the people's livelihood, the quality of the army has not improved during the war. They even forgot the knowledge of the battle. In the past wars, the sergeants rushed to fight in chaos. This primitive "group fight" without tactical literacy has become the mainstream situation on the battlefield.

As for the Viking army rushing over, they at least knew how to fit the shields into each other to form a shield wall and press it up.

Only a little stronger than the Northumbrian infantry, these Viking forces, which are mainly composed of Balmerks, gained the advantage just after they landed.

It is inevitable that hand-to-hand combat will happen.

More than fifty kingdom fighters who have not lost their creed, they are fighting on the front line of the fierce battle.

Even though their armed forces are better, they can't bear to be attacked by groups.

They hardly caused any casualties to the Viking army, and were sparsely overturned.

The shield wall is like an indestructible stone wall! Only the archers in the barracks tower can cause some damage to their opponents with their short bows, and this kind of damage is only equivalent to a mosquito bite.

The fifty or so soldiers quickly fought to their deaths, and the front collapsed so fast that the infantry captain John had to flee when he was puzzled.

"Brothers! Withdraw to the barracks with me!"

John tried his best to swing the iron sword, he was trying to restrain his men, and this action also caused him to become a target of public criticism.

Do not! He was only stared at by a crossbow.

As a result, Biyunni’s workman helped to take care of the steel-armed crossbow, skillfully and calmly aimed at the man in chain mail and orange, who looks like a "war chief". He gently squeezed the trigger. The body was startled back, and the deadly armor-piercing arrow slammed past.

The hardened tapered carbon steel arrow cluster was originally used to deal with heavy targets of the Eastern Roman armor and cavalry level, and the chain mail must be easily opened.

John suddenly felt weak, and then fell to the ground. He got up hard, only to see something pierced through his heart. His mind went blank, and suddenly he lay down again weakly, and then he didn't get up...

Those confused Northumbria fighters watched as their captain fell to the ground!

Falling to the ground means death in battle, and their last bit of morale collapses randomly.

Only two centurions were left with their very limited brothers. Some ran to the barracks and tried to continue making the pit, while others looked at the monastery not far away, and threw them away without looking back. Weapons and even helmets ran toward Bamburgh in the south in a shameful light-fitting posture.

Is the battle going to end in such an unhonorable way? Such a victory is not at all happy.

The goal of the Viking army, which has almost no loss, is directed at the barracks. Even if there are wooden walls and towers for defense, how can that wooden wall be worth the Vikings' Nordic forest axe?

The barracks are surrounded by groups of Vikings, and the archers on the tower are like squirrels surrounded by wolves, helpless and fearful.

The Viking archers continued to release arrows, and soon suppressed the tower archers.

With the closed wooden door being smashed into sawdust by dozens of two-handed axes, everything is over!

The army rushed in, and those kingdom soldiers who had signaled to surrender were still beheaded and killed, and the landing battle seemed to end there.

Geiger of Vashobi was panting, his face full of triumphant joy.

He found Biyuni with a **** hand axe, and pointed the axe to the south: "Some cowards have run to the south. Are we chasing?"

"Cowards? Let them run away. Now that the sky is dimming, we have occupied this camp, which happens to be our resting place. Soon the Ross people are going ashore too. Before Rurik disembarks, let's make available the ones here. Search everything clean."

Geiger was a little puzzled, and his axe pointed to the east again: "That is the monastery. We are now taking advantage of the brother's happiness, rushing to occupy the monastery, we can hold the gold and silver overnight."

Biyuni thought that it was the same reason, so he quickly climbed onto the wooden wall of the barracks and shouted at the brothers who were looting everywhere: "Brothers! Leave this boring camp, let’s attack the altar (referring to the monastery), We rush to occupy it before it gets dark!"

The morale of the army raised its sword and axe high. At this moment Bijuni felt that he had indeed become the commander-in-chief of the army, and even the king of the Balmerks!

The Viking warriors rushed out of the barracks one after another. At this time, some of them had replaced the captured new weapons, and even replaced the leather boots pulled from the enemy's corpse.

And a few soldiers pulled out a few scared women from a certain wooden shed, and asked Biyuni: "Boss, what do these women do?"

"They?" Biyuni recognized that this was a soldier recruited by his family, and instantly understood the identity of these strange women: "These women are slaves kept by those people, and they will all be kept and brought back. Just like this, how many of you are. One guards this camp, others follow us to the monastery to grab gold!"

As soon as this remark came out, those Viking fighters who were still complacent, they simply picked up the knife and fell directly, and yelled to keep up with the large army. At this moment, the Northumbria barracks that had just been occupied are equivalent to being abandoned again.

Now for the Viking army, nothing is more beautiful than gold.

Biyuni had no interest in capturing some women, and he would only be interested in the captured horses throughout the occupied military camp. He simply rode on the horse, but it was a pity that the situation and fantasy were too different. These full-time soliciting horses are really docile, but it is difficult to urge them to run wild.

In the fjords of Bergen, the locals have domesticated and bred local horse breeds for a long time, but the local Vikings have long allowed them to pull carts, which is also the latest thing to ride on horseback.

Bijuni knew about riding a horse, and the Viking army ran towards the monastery. Bijuni was the most beautiful boy in the army.

"That guy...how did I see Bijuni riding a horse again?!" Leurik on the bow squinted and sighed.

And Jeflo also yelled at the right time: "My lord, I found the tide is rising. We landed..."

"Hurry up." Rurik turned his head and urged: "It is difficult for those people to break through the stone walls of the monastery. Our heavy weapons will be in place as soon as possible."

The workhorse in the cabin of Aphrora was **** with ropes, and was pulled out of the deck by the soldiers and sailors. Such a laborious operation once made everyone think it was necessary?

The horses were finally hoisted to the long ship, followed by torsion slingshots and catapults.

This is a time-consuming transportation process. It stands to reason that the ship can suspend operations, pull the anchor and head straight to the monastery.

However, the well-informed sailor noticed that the area where the monastery was located was definitely a tidal island, where there was a large area of ​​tidal flats that might not be knee deep.

The big ship can naturally rush up, and the result must be a terrible run aground. If the last rising tide cannot float the big ship, the result will be fatal.

The Aphrora could crash one enemy long ship after another, but Lurik didn't dare to venture in at the risk of running aground.

Naturally, Rülik could not give support to those Balmerk Vikings. After all, the siege war had begun.

Thousands of warriors stepped on the road leading to the monastery, which looked like a breakwater, and the people who were on their heads fought against the sunset. They only wanted to fish for gold and silver, and they never noticed that the tide was rising.

Finally, they rushed under the outer stone wall of the monastery.

According to the beliefs of the priests, they are also priests, and naturally it is impossible to take up arms and fight.

At this moment, all the priests in the monastery finally realized that the legends in the past were by no means invented by the ancestors. The tragic history repeats itself! The sea barbarians came to kill again, the goal must be to looting Lindisfarn Monastery again, everyone will be killed without exception.

Although the priest cannot fight in person, the warriors standing on the wall need divine blessings!

The priests mounted a huge wooden cross on the wall. The bishop who lived in the monastery poured holy water on the defending soldiers with cypress branches. He tried his best to suppress his panic appeal: "This is the sanctuary of St. Cuthbert. These savages destroy the purity of the sanctuary. God forgive your sins, God is with you, fight for your faith..."

Perhaps this instruction really worked. Less than a hundred defenders in the nervous Northumbria burst out of great morale!

Because this monastery was built by "Saint Cuthbert" who was a preacher in Northumbria. His corpse was buried in the cemetery of the monastery, and he wrote " The original handwritten sheepskin book of the "Gospel of Lindisfarne" is placed in a "holy cabinet" made of pure gold in the monastery.

This monastery does contain a large amount of gold and silver, but they are almost all sacred objects. The defending soldiers have realized that the wealth of the monastery is like a big push of fat, attracting the bite of wild beasts.

The defenders stood on a stone wall about three and a half meters long. The stone wall, which was stacked with granite and reinforced with logs, constituted a solid line of defense.

Biyuni and the crowd were already standing under the stone wall, and a group of warriors had already performed their tricks again, carrying a big axe to smash the door.

The monastery has only one road to land, and once the tide rises, the road is immediately closed. The defenders only need to hold the front wall and wait for the tide to rise. If the enemy does not withdraw, it will be submerged in the sea to feed the fish!

The centurion who received the blessing of the holy water was very aware of his major disadvantages, and immediately ordered his subordinates, no matter what they used, first try to block the wooden door. Therefore, a batch of wooden carts and sundries were dragged to the wooden door and piled up by the soldiers desperately.

While the soldiers on the head of the city desperately put their arrows, they also began to drop stones.

Those crowded under the city wall were unable to climb the wall with their bare hands, but encountered stones hit their heads.

At first, some Viking warriors were directly smashed to death.

Those brawny men with axe struggling to smash the door have been hit the hardest, even if they have the shields of their brothers, they are still suffering losses.

Trying to take the first advantage, Geiger, who was the first to rush in to looting, finally realized that the momentum was wrong.

The smashing man inside the door kept roaring: "The door is too strong, we can't smash it!"

"How can it be broken! Hold on." Geiger yelled.

"Geiger! Think of a way, they keep throwing stones, brothers can't stand it!"

Geiger and his work are still insisting, and his brother Esbjörn also went straight into the city gate.

"You kid! How come here?!"

"Brother, Biyuni and the others have already withdrawn." Esbjorn roared angrily.

"Damn! That guy will be a coward again."

"No. They found that the sea was surging upwards. If we don't withdraw, we will drown all of us by fetching water."

"Damn it! Damn it!" Geiger slammed his chest with anger, and shouted, "It was obviously that he called for everyone to attack now, but he chose to withdraw. Brother, what about the Ross people? What is Rurik doing? Why is there no support? ?"

"The Ross people are moving things, they didn't participate in the war at all..."

"Enough is enough." Geiger almost broke his teeth. He didn't know how the tide was rising, but the light was really getting dim. If the fighting is delayed until the night, it will be detrimental to everyone.

Although Biyuni was unwilling and even complained that Rurik's support was not in place, the tide was indeed rising rapidly, and it was very fatal to drag him for some time.

He took the lead with his No. 200, dragging the dead body to retreat, and the captured horses were also used. Dragging the corpse with a horse is obviously disrespectful to the brother who died in battle, but letting his brother fall into the hands of the enemy is the greatest tragedy.

Seeing that Biyuni, the strongest soldier, ran away The other family leaders started to retreat when the momentum was wrong, and now they can retreat along with them.

As for the Bergen immigrants in Shetland, they really have no shame. They just followed the army and retreated to the coast after seeing the battle. They mingled with Rurik's men, and Rurik himself learned of the situation ahead.

Looking at the people who returned to Lulu, Rurik frowned in the setting sun, and couldn't help but underestimate: "It seems that some ladders need to be built to climb the walls, and siege hammers are needed to smash the doors."

In the end, it was a hundred of Vashobi who retreated under Geiger's leadership. No one died in the battle, and their bodies were dragged away by their companions.

When they arrived at the passage, they were facing water that was already kneeless.

Behind them, the defenders of Northumbria shouted Harillia, thanking God for the shelter, and some people cursed at the escaped Vikings.

Although Geiger could not understand those words, he knew that he could hear the vicious tone.

"You wait for me. Tomorrow! When we have a good rest, we will kill you so much..."