Chapter 541： Rurik is a dragon slayer

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The eyeliners placed on two sandbanks in the Kattegat Strait, they noticed a large ship floating in the distance.

A leader hurriedly summoned his men who were busy catching fish: "The enemy the leader wants us to stare at has appeared. Let's get on the ship and report."

A bold young man yelled: "Do you really want the red dragon to go to war? Our brothers rushed over. If we take the big ship captive, we are all heroes."

"Fool! If it could, it would have been captured long ago. Let's go quickly!"

Until the Aphrodite approached more and more, these bold men in the eyeliner realized how absurd the idea they had just been.

A long ship appeared from the seemingly uninhabited sandbar and was discovered almost immediately.

Most of the combatants have gathered on the deck, including Rurik, who also put on helmets. He personally operated a steel-armed crossbow and stood on the bow of the ship. He had to take part in the battle while supervising the battle.

Even Noren, who was standing on the deck out of curiosity and courage, wanted to help.

The long ship that suddenly appeared in the distance heralded a dangerous signal.

Rurik squinted his eyes and asked loudly, "Jeflo, what do you think that means?"

"It must be a scout."

"Where are they going?"

"Of course it is to report to their boss."

"Their boss?" Rurik thought for a while, and suddenly thought of an important person, he couldn't help but stamped his feet with excitement: "If the Danish leader will play in person, we will be too lucky."

Evlo was quite surprised, obviously his adult had planned to cross the strait without love.

"My lord. If it's not necessary, we don't have to fight them."

"It's true. But if their leader appears, you say! Let's fight or not!"

"This... if it's for honor."

"No!" Rurik shook his head, "Swedish King Olekin is dead. We Ross is also a member of Sweden legally. Olekin was killed by the Danish lord. Once we seize the opportunity for revenge, we must not give up."

"Huh? Just rely on our ship?"

"Exactly. I hope I can find that leader."

Jeflo wanted to persuade Liurik not to be too naive. How can one or more ships appear on the vast sea to determine that someone on board is the most distinguished person?

Yevlo asked again: "So, how do we deal with this ship? If we raise our sails, we can catch up and sink it."

"Then chase it! Sink it, capture a few prisoners and ask about the enemy."

With the help of the wind, the Aphrodite carried more than fifty tons of materials and ran wildly at sea with powerful potential energy. Her speed is maintained at about ten knots, which is considered the limit of sailing compared to the average long ship, but the facts have proved that in extreme conditions, the Aphrodite can be blown to a speed of 20 knots in a storm. .

She hurriedly in the narrowing strait, even if the sailor of the eyeliner boat was desperately paddling, the Aphrola rushed up unstoppably.

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The time was ripe, and Yevlo yelled: "It's time to show your abilities! Take the time to launch!"

The newly recruited Balmerk mercenary, this time is the first naval battle in his life. They manipulated the torsion slingshot condescendingly, and when the Aphrora had a smooth side to the enemy, the five slingshots were launched almost at the same time.

The distance between the two boats was only 20 meters. The oarsmen of the long boat were screaming in horror. They all saw a row of bowmen standing on the ghostly big boat, and then there was a fatal blow.

Because only one "tongue" is enough.

At a close enough distance, the torsion slingshot smashed the long ship out of four large holes, and the people on the ship were attacked by arrows on a large scale. They didn't have time to take up the buckler hanging on the side of the ship to defend, and these Danes, who were only in common clothes or shirtless, shot arrows.

"Stop! You guys are doing well!" Yevlo gave a fierce order, and the first Balmerk mercenary put down the bow in extreme tension.

A clean naval battle, this scene, Nolen wearing an iron helmet saw it really.

Is this the case for naval battles? This is how the Ross people fight?

Noren's heart was beating wildly, and she hurried to the bow of the ship and grabbed her husband Rurik's arm, though speechless.

"Are you scared?"

"..."

"Nothing." Rurik looked at the side of the ship calmly, "The battle has already begun. The enemy is prepared, and we cannot pass harmlessly by humans and animals. Give up the illusion and prepare for battle. Honey, will you draw a bow?"

"I..." Nolan pursed his lips and suddenly lowered his heart: "I will."

"Give you a short wooden bow. Once the war starts, you will shoot arrows by my side. Listen, my woman must be a female warrior. Now, fight with your Balmerk hometown, but we all look at Balmerk. The demeanor of the leader's daughter."

After a while, a drowning man pulled the dropped rope onto the big ship.

As Rurik used to do, he promised that he would not only survive but be released if he said everything.

No, it doesn't even need to be beaten by Jeflo himself with a wooden stick. After seeing that all the people who fell into the water were killed, the captive said all about his situation, considering his situation.

The people in a boat frowned and listened to the captive's "war threat".

Although Rurik and his brothers had been mentally prepared for a long time, who could have imagined that the Danes had blocked (in name) all access to the Baltic waterways?

Especially the Øresund waterway, which is supposed to be the widest and safest, has become a key guard. The Danish leader Hafgen and the dangerous Red Dragon were cruising in the strait.

Jeflo didn't know whether to laugh or to be sad: "My lord, the battle is inevitable. Since their leader is waiting for us to break through, we..."

"Of course it's an attack!" Rurik geared up, his eyes full of desire for battle. "The bow is painted red? The Red Dragon is their pride? The leader Hafgen is on the big ship?!"

"Tongue" obviously heard the muttering of the young and noble Northern Lord, and immediately climbed to Rurik's feet, begging: "Hafgen is on that big ship. He has wanted revenge for months. If you forcibly cross the strait, fifty or even a hundred ships will be intercepted. The Red Dragon will definitely fight you."

"Duel? Good!"

"My lord." The captive continued to plead: "I will tell you the truth, and release me now."

"Release? Of course." Rurik shrugged, "When we defeat your leader, we will let you go by the shore."

"Ah! This..."

"What?" Rurik had a sudden emotional change and bowed his head in contempt. "Do you think we will be defeated? You will become the bait for fish?"

"Ah! No. You will win. You will...victory!"

Obviously, the prisoner's heart couldn't imagine that his Lobad tribe would be defeated.

Rurik was too lazy to speak, he gave Jeflo a sudden look, then glanced at the bow of the ship, and finally ordered the captive to stand up.

"Okay. I'll let you go now. Jeflo, it's up to you, you know!"

"Good! Your lord."

As a result, with a scream and falling into the water, the captives were thrown directly from the bow of the ship. The body of the captive directly collided with the keel of the Aphrora, and the person who fell into the water died on the spot...

The whole ship knew the truth. Next, of course, the battle against the Red Dragon!

"Brothers! Ready to fight. Now, hang our flag on the mainmast! Old soldiers, put on our shirts!"

"I don't want any disguise! I want the enemy to know that it is the Ross people who fought with them!"

Aphrora's mainmast was flying a white background with a blue-patterned oars flag, and many Danish lords of this flag already knew the power it represented-the Swedes.

Today’s Russ are only part of Sweden, but last year’s war was called the "West Baltic War". All forces were involved. A large number of Gotlanders who fled to Jutland made it clear to the Danes. Up that flag.

The flying flag is a deliberate provocation by Rülik, and the phantom of the big ship makes the Danish long ship within a five-nautical mile radius can be seen very vividly.

It was almost noon when the fighting was inevitable and about to break out.

The Aphrodite has entered the entrance of the Øresund Strait! Her over-assuming posture has long been spotted by the Danes waiting to see her.

In these days, the leader Hafgen ordered the red dragon to stand by. He polished his iron sword at all times, and his fighting will never changed due to the advancing of time.

In the midst of high morale, his subordinates reported the information that everyone expected in ecstasy.

"It's great!" Hafgen drew out his long sword and ran aggressively onto the parked Red Dragon.

As many as two hundred warriors boarded the most powerful Viking long ship, and people left the anchorage with chants.

Behind him, ten long ships followed.

The huge blades propel the ship forward. From a bird's eye view, an ordinary long-headed ship is like a snake, and the Red Dragon is a dangerous red-headed centipede.

This Danish fleet is indeed very dangerous. The Robard tribe has organized a very strong fleet of northern Europe in time and space. If Hafgen deliberately descends south and drifts to the Seine, King Frank will be afraid.

But what use is this?

The Russ under Rurik and the whole of Europe are not playing a game of chess.

This was a fateful battle, and Rurik at the bow could clearly see the entire fleet that suddenly emerged.

"Red Dragon? The longest ship must be." Yevlo said with a sword.

Rurik used his hand to block the noon sun, and he could see the long and slender boat like a sea snake. Compared to other boats, it was indeed very special.

"This must be the Red Dragon. Tsk, except for the long hull, many oarsmen, two masts and sails, can this be called powerful?"

Yevlo kindly reminded: "My lord, we really should be vigilant."

"Your reminder is very good. In my opinion, the battle is over. We will win easily. Hey, it's really boring..."

My own adult was actually sighing, this young and beautiful boy would be disappointed and sighed because the victory was so easy? ! Should he praise him for his bravery and confidence, or should he say nothing?

Yevlo chose to shut up, and then kept careful implementation of his responsibilities, that is, requiring his mercenary fighters to abide by their responsibilities, fully obey orders in battle, and show no mercy to the enemy.

Rurik was indeed very disappointed. Didn't you think that the proud Danish Red Dragon long ship, which was blown by the captives with boundless magic power, was this kind of stuff? !

If an ordinary long boat is equivalent to a small car, then the Red Dragon is an extended Lincoln.

But the posture of the Aphrola is clearly a heavy tank!

As the distance drew closer, Rurik noticed that the enemy fleet was adopting a certain tactical formation.

Rurik, who thought it was nothing more than another quick victory, realized that the enemy was actually taking a "clamp-on offensive at sea."

"Does the Danes plan to double-team me? It will bring me a little threat then."

There is a way to capture the thieves first, and Rurik issued the simplest battle command: "Brothers! Target the biggest ship! Target the Red Dragon! Charge! Follow my orders and sink the red dragon! Kill the red dragon." All enemies! Kill the Danish leader!"

Yes, considering the strength of the big ship, Hafgen and his cronies can think of the most reasonable tactic is the pincer offensive.

The Red Dragon is the core of the Chinese military, and a large number of long ships on both wings are responsible for double-teaming. Hafgen believed that his red dragon was strong enough to stop the enemy's momentum. Once it succeeds, it is besieged by the insect swarm, and countless hooks and claws lead the soldiers to climb up, and the victory belongs to Denmark.

The two sides of the battle actually had a tacit understanding of the duel.

However, the Aphrora took the lead.

The bull trebuchet threw a large number of stones. Although only two stone bullets hit the red dragon, it caused an oarsman to burst into death.

The sudden casualties made Hafgen feel unbelievable, obviously the distance between the two ships is still very far (about 250 meters).

All trebuchets have only one chance to shoot, and even the Aphrodite has only one chance to charge.

A real military commander will fight for three hundred rounds of wars to be absurd.

Rurik sees the current situation clearly, the real killer is a one-shot.

This is exactly the case for Afulola. Her current displacement is close to one hundred tons, which is a miracle of a space-time ship. On the other hand, the Red Dragon, even if it carried 200 people, had a total displacement of only 30 tons.

If Aphrora's bronze bulbous bow hits it, it doesn't even need to actually happen. According to traditional physics calculations, Rurik has already won.

Now, it's like two heavy armored knights in a school field hedging contest. The pride of the Danish leader Hafgen is being forced to erode away in an instant of threat! This daring man standing at the bow of the ship is like a pretty boy standing in front of a speeding truck.

From a distance, the big boat with triangular sails was not very big, but a collision was about to happen, and Hafgen finally understood what his seriously injured brother-in-law was crying about at the time! My sister didn't tell any lies! Poor Hafgen has no chance to escape. He is driving as a car by shaking the tree and man's arm.

The bow of the Aphrodite left on the water was four meters high. She was like a boulder and directly collided with the Red Dragon!

The red snake head smeared with cinnabar was directly smashed into powder.

The strength is relative, and the Aphrora trembles violently, and most of the people on the deck fell to the ground due to the tremor even if they were prepared.

Liu Likla pulled Noren and quickly got up from the deck.

Just now, due to the violent impact of the Aphrora, the Aphrodite leaned sharply. Fortunately, the huge amount of wheat in the cabin caused the center of gravity to be below the waterline, and she quickly stabilized the hull.

"Hey! Look at the situation! Whether our ship is damaged!" Rurik shouted.

A sailor hurriedly jumped into the cabin, and soon came a muffled roar: "Boss! We are indestructible!"

Rurik was overjoyed, and shouted at the brothers who were probably dizzy: "Fight! Get up and fight! Let the Red Dragon sink completely!"

The impact was over, and in fact the Aphrodite had passed through the Danish line of defense, and Lurik could order the restored ship to sail away in the Baltic Sea.

Although the Red Dragon was fatally wounded, it was like a bull with its throat cut. It was struggling, but it was still a while before death.

However, Hafgen, the hero of the first generation, was hit by the bulbous bow of the Aphrodite just to shattered bones!

Perhaps a noble nobleman, his death in battle should also be vigorous.

It's like the Lionheart King dying by a farmer's crossbow sniper, like a heavy armored Barbarossa falling from a horse and drowning in the middle of crossing the river.

Some nobles are too bold to realize that their position on the battlefield can be called death.

Danish leader Hafgen, died at the age of thirty-seven.

The cause of death, standing on the bow of the ship Honglong, intending to prevent the advance of the Aphrola, was hit and killed on the spot.

But how did Rurik know that he personally killed the Danish leader and avenged his blood for his other two wives Carlotta and Ella?

Under the operation of the savvy sailor, the Aphrodite made a smooth turn, and various long-range weapons were launched from the big ship, slaughtering the panic and helpless Danish soldiers standing on the sinking red dragon. Poorly, these Danes released a little arrow and made a symbolic resistance, and then they faced the crushing of the bottom of the coming big ship.

After all, the Red Dragon is an open-top extended long ship. If it is a traditional Nordic gang-hopping naval battle, this ship is definitely the king of the sea. However, the bow of the ship was destroyed as a whole, and the sea water quickly poured into the ship, and then the ship sank under Rurik’s commanding knife...

The other long ships were shocked! Many Danes realized that their leader, Hafgen, was afraid that he had died in battle. What should we do now? The red dragon is dead! That big ship like a sea monster is still killing wantonly!

The long boats disperse the birds and beasts, and their fighting will collapsed, and they tried their best to paddle straight to the nearest coast.

It seemed that all the dust had settled, and the red dragon sank in the channel of the strait. There are a large number of wooden blocks, floating corpses floating on the sea, and even people who are trying their best to swim to the beach with broken wood.

"It's over! It's all over. As you said, my lord, we won all of a sudden." Yevlo gasped and laughed.

Rurik nodded and put his arms around Norren, who was emotional, and faced the men on the deck with different expressions: "I don't know if the Danish leader is dead. Look, their pride has turned into sawdust, maybe Among these floating corpses is the nasty Hafgen. We won! Let's go back to Roseburg!"

From the occurrence to the end of the battle, it was only half an hour before and after.

Aphrora continued to advance by the north wind, and by evening, the narrow waterway suddenly opened up.

Rurik has returned to the Baltic Sea.