Chapter 650： Danes don't beat Danes

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This war basically has nothing to do with women, but this war is about a brand new and wonderful future. The women of White Tree Manor want to make a contribution to the men who go on the expedition from the bottom of their hearts.

They cooked for the assembled more than 3,000 soldiers, regardless of whether they were active or not, a large amount of surplus grain and wheat were taken out.

These women set up a large number of pottery urns to cook Novgorod-style porridge.

In fact, the oatmeal is cooked and added with some salt. This kind of bland diet is not uncommon in the Principality of Russia.

More than 3,000 blood bowls can swallow fifty cows in one day and eat the poultry brought by the calf manor.

Ten cows were sacrificed at the Calf Manor, and they will be used as sacrifices first.

This was the last day before the war. In the early morning, Grund, the surrender of Danes who had been dispatched by Rurik, ordered them to take a boat as a watchman to reach the mouth of the Volkhov River.

This riverside location is very close to Pine Needle Manor, and they can see it with naked eyes.

"Boss, do the Ross people just let us stand guard? In my opinion, we can launch a sneak attack and catch some treasures by the way." Some guys couldn't restrain the desire to hack and plunder.

Grund looked at his old guys and couldn't help but ordered: "Don't be rushed. The Ross people are too lazy to investigate. The three thousand people in Rurik's army are invincible. We will follow this gold master to do things with peace of mind."

"But boss, my axe is eager to drink blood."

"No! Carl. No matter how weak the enemy is, there are too many people, and we rushed to it is likely to die. Rurik just asked us to watch on the shore."

"Then why not grab a tongue? We capture a prisoner and give it to Rurik to get some rewards. Besides, who are our brothers afraid of, who is afraid of death if we die?"

Indeed, Grund and his gang are desperadoes. Rurik had seen this a long time ago, given them a lot of financial surprises and did not really trust them.

This group of people can do something freely and place them at the mouth of the river as so-called sentry, which has the deep meaning of Rurik.

But Rurik disdain to investigate Pine Needle Manor at first. He has learned a lot of detailed information from other people, and he has a clearer understanding of the enemy's possible maximum military strength and armed forces, so he is very confident. .

This is the arrogance of the king, and Rurik's arrogance comes from his own strength.

Despite the guys' sorrow, the old mercenaries from Glend's group of twenty dead men still acted.

Carrying round shields, they wrapped their iron helmets with reeds on the spot, and then inserted reeds into the gaps in the lock armor on their bodies. They are like a group of green tortoises. It is precisely this kind of camouflage that makes the grass cover up the metal reflections, and they can hide themselves by rushing into the reeds.

They rushed to the periphery of Pine Needle Manor in the great white heaven and the emperor's land, knowing that the enemy was very likely to deploy a perimeter defense, or boldly rushed. The action was completely outside of Rurik's expectations, and it was indeed a variable.

So what is Rurik doing?

He was busy putting the cattle sacrificed as sacrifices to death by himself, and in the presence of all the Vikings such as Ross, Balmerk, and Ostara, he, the "sacred person blessed by Odin", offered sacrifices to Odin.

A sacrificial ritual is necessary, it has a deep mysticism, and its most critical meaning is to calm people's hearts.

Everyone always believes in metaphysics. With such a great duke personally presiding over the priestly ceremony, Odin will certainly be able to pay attention to the feats everyone is about to unfold, and he will pay attention to who is the most heroic in the fierce battle. People feel at ease and have no scruples about tomorrow's all-out war.

After that, it was the sacrifice of Slavs. They put the new cows to death, and a group of wizards with feathers on their heads and their faces pale with chalky mud stood up, jumping and jumping around a campfire, muttering words.

Who knows what they are talking about?

Rurik didn't care about this, he cared more about these dead cows. Thousands of pairs of eyes staring at the cows, waiting to eat a small piece of meat.

The mighty posture of the Rus army was hidden by the dense cedar forest, and the huge fleet was moored in the Volkhov River. A large number of bonfires appeared on the river beach, and the entire area was covered with blue smoke, and they were all obscured by the blue sky.

The soldiers had a hearty meal, with roast beef, fish, and porridge. They even eat their own dry food, especially those who have bought the "honey biscuits" baked by Aslaqi and are happy to share it with their friends.

All this, Vadim of Pine Needle Manor is still kept in the dark.

The foundation of this father-killer's power is not stable. He was the user of Pine Needle Manor because he resolutely led everyone to resist Rose. The initiative to assassinate Otto was to engulf everyone and tore up all previous peace agreements with Rose.

Vadim chose war. He knew that the Rus hadn't really left. The opponent must be recruiting troops, but he was also actively planning the war!

Pine Needle Manor has a large population, but it is a pity that iron ore has never been found in the area around Ilmen Lake. The locals trade for iron ore or mature ironware.

In recent years, Ross began to sell ironware in this area on a large scale. The biggest beneficiary was White Tree Manor, while other manors had to buy them at very high prices. As for the poor Pine Needle Manor, due to past resistance behaviors, the Ross people's salt and iron embargo was imposed.

This is not difficult for Pine Needle Manor, because when there is demand, there is trade. The ordinary people in White Tree Manor actually sold some ironware to the friendly manor, and those manors were sold to Pine Needle Manor at a high price.

It is a pity that Vadim mobilized the whole farm's school-age males to take up weapons. When he checked his soldiers, he found that the amount of iron equipment was not ideal.

There is really no way to use a sharpened wooden pole as a spear.

After all, Vadim was a young man, but the son of a seventeen-year-old manor.

He can detect the lack of his military equipment, and he is also pleasantly surprised that thousands of soldiers can let himself be ordered.

This feeling of monopolizing power and its comfort, so almost instantly, there are a group of women around him.

How can a Novgorod prince not have his wives and concubines in groups?

Many days ago, he took a large army on a cruise around the lake, ordered the farms in the way to be loyal to him, and participated in the Rus War. Then the first thing to do was to act together at the right time to eradicate the White Tree Manor with a large amount of iron.

He asked many farms for women to be actual concubines, and due to the military strength of the other side, each farm could only let young girls stand up and recognize the new prince to choose.

At this crazy move, Vadim's pregnant wife stomped with anger, but what can be done?

Vadim chose five people, Yingying Yanyan leaned forward, and the boy did not hesitate to lift up his robe and be happy with him. This included the dead father Borudni and raised two maids. Seven women were waiting for him, and Vadim was indulging himself to his heart. He felt that he was indeed the king of this lake area, and he could enjoy the fun of men.

As for training their own team, letting them have at least a certain amount of combat effectiveness can also make up for the deficiencies in all aspects. For the 30 Varang businessmen from Pskov, the leader Harold was hired as a coach.

These thirty people are all coaches! They took a sum of money, and Vadim put two women around them at will.

Just for the generosity of this young prince, Harold had to do things well, but it was impossible for them to look down upon Vadim. "This is the stupid son of a arrogant manor. Brothers are doing things for you for money. Why do you really fight the Ross people?"

The infantry tactics that Harold and his team understood were completely the Viking tradition, which was the so-called pure barbarian tactics.

He has two tricks: First, the brothers form a shield wall and fight the enemy hard together. Second, when the shield wall is broken, the brothers will fight freely with the enemy by their ability.

With excellent physical fitness, this group of people is not afraid to fight the same number of local Slavs in Pskov, but the locals are obviously more organized than the guys they saw in Ilmen Lake. Forcing them to dare not make times.

Harold actually wanted the money, so he chose the opportunity to catch some beautiful local women and rowed a boat and ran away. Look at this stupid Vadim. He gave his brothers a total of sixty young women, saying it was an entertainment treat. Wasn't Vadim afraid that his brothers would run away with women? After all, it’s not a long journey to Smolensk along the southern Ruhu River.

They have some professional qualities, and they really trained the farmer soldiers of Pine Needle Manor.

The so-called training is unmatched, that is, to gather them together and rush in one direction in a relatively neat group. Among them, the people holding simple wooden shields, hand axes, and iron swords are in front, and the shieldless warriors behind are assisted by various spears.

As a result, the pine needle manor shouted and killed the sky, and more than 3,000 armed farmers of all ages were dismantled into more than 20 groups, supervised by a Varangian warrior who could speak certain Slavic.

Their shouts and killings can't spread far, and most of their actions are at the intersection of the farm and the forest, just to avoid trampling on the young crops in the farmland by the lake.

As the Ross Army Grund and his team approached, they heard the suspicious agitation in each ear, and instinctively became vigilant.

"They really have a big army. Boss, are we in a dangerous place?"

"Yeah. If you continue to try to grab your tongue, it might really be a death."

"No! We're all here. Besides, I was reluctant at first, but you didn't ask for it. Now I am very fighting spirit. Your intention to retreat is to entertain me!" Grund gritted his teeth and removed his shield. , Show the raven pattern above to everyone: "Don’t forget our beliefs. Also, the kid Rurik has been blessed by Odin. If we retreat now, it’s not good if Odin gets angry. Up."

They are desperate guys, and the simplest reason for daring to fight the enemy is their worship of Odin.

Grund said that the guys were stunned. He added: "You have all spent a lot of money to buy new iron armors. Iron or bronze pieces are hung on the chain armors. Your helmets are stronger and your shoulders have chain armor for defense. Have you heard about it? That old guy Ding was assassinated because the iron armor was unscathed, that led to the battle. We rushed to fight the Slavs."

The brothers who squatted in the reeds looked at each other, but still felt something was wrong.

Glend shook his head: "Don't say you are timid. Don't worry, our brothers are basically happy for so many years."

But what he said is not true. Some of his accomplices died in Gotland, and some died in Britain. Everyone's career is indeed very legendary, so can the legend continue to be written?

Grund was very persistent, and the brothers had to follow him to move on.

The preference for luck came on top of his head.

This group of Danish mercenaries under Ross can exchange their commissions for the excellent weapons that Ross is worthy of. They are all well-known warriors in Eastern Rome.

They can rush out of the woods and grass to attack and fight the Slavs upright.

Grund didn't do this, and his guys stayed on alert due to the situation.

Why? The forest where they were hiding saw the wasteland near the farmland in front of them. A group of men in commoners gathered in a group and charged back and forth with various weapons.

Everyone even saw an amazing character, a Viking brother? !

"Damn it, could someone give this group of people their lives? The Vikings don't beat the Vikings!" Someone crawled to Grund's side to comfort him.

"Damn it." Grund gritted his teeth. "That kid Rurik is so arrogant that he doesn't need to be investigated. How would we know that there are Vikings in the enemy team if our brothers didn't dare to touch here?"

"Well, can you fight?"

"Fight! Why don't you fight? However, the Vikings do not fight the Vikings, they just leave their hometown to eat. Maybe that guy is also a Danish. If you insist on fighting him, you have to ask for your identity."

"This... what if it's a guy from Svealan?" someone asked again.

"Then you can't fight! If Rurik wants to be king in Svealand (Sweden), who can stop him, I don't want to burn myself. I think this group of people must be tired when they are running around. We do it when they rest."

Like the lions hiding in the wormwood, the wildebeests busy eating grass did not notice it.

More than two hundred men from Pine Needle Manor ran for most of the morning, and their movements were more coordinated than the previous days, and they were able to ensure that the team stayed while running. Whether they want to participate in war or not, it is every man's duty to participate in war. Many farmers don't want to fight at all. They are brought in because they don't want the warriors and their families to be killed. Fear forces them to take up arms.

They were exhausted and sat on the grass to rest and talk, and then planned to go home to eat cooked wheat.

At this stall, Grund brought the guys out!

Twenty machos were uniformly dressed in iron armor with a lot of reeds in them. The guys have a raven-painted buckler tied to their left arm, and their right hand is all holding a Ross steel sword. There is still thatch hanging on their iron helmets.

As if the grass could speak, they suddenly came out and noticed that their Slavs hurriedly stood up.

Grund and others are cruel, they wantonly hacked and killed these unprepared and once unarmed farmers. The steel sword was quickly stained with blood, and their armor was also stained with blood.

The frightened farmer first thought of running away!

Grund, whose subordinates were about to kill the fallen, with blood on his face hurriedly stopped: "Don't be impulsive, we have to catch a few live and take them back to receive the reward."

"Alright." The man thrust his sword into the ground, knocking him out in a circle and taking him prisoner.

This was a boring raid. Twenty hunger men violently attacked the pine needle manor farmer soldiers who had beaten ten times their own. The cowardly charge of the opponent showed the nature of its weakness.

But the strange Varangian was surrounded by many of Glend's men.

The scene is directly caught in an embarrassment that is difficult to explain, because both sides maintain a confrontational state and have no intention of fighting.

At this moment, someone took off his helmet and yelled: "Hey! Are you Danish?"

Upon hearing this, the desperate Varyag also hurriedly took off his helmet: "What? You are also Danes. Why are you here."

"Who are you selling to?"

"I only give it to myself. I only take money from the Slavs to do things. I have no grievances with you. For the sake of all Danes, let me give my brothers once."

"Of course I can let you go." Grund, covered in blood, walked aggressively, took off his helmet and smiled: "The Danes don't fight the Danes. We are all taking money for our own, and we can't fight each other. How about? Sit down and chat for a while?"

"Also."

The scene is so strange. Many corpses of the killed Slavs fell on the ground. A group of Danish Varangans doesn't care about the position of others at the moment. They are all Danes who have left their hometowns, and they meet again to talk about their lives.

Grund was taken aback by the conversation. He never thought that the Slavs had a group of Varyag coaches. And this time, through the introduction of this Danish friend, Grund and the group fully understood the enemy's military strength-the main force of Pine Needle Manor was three thousand people, three thousand fools with worrisome combat effectiveness! The Ross people actually seriously overestimated the enemy.

The Danish was also shocked that not only did the main force of Ross come, but Rurik himself led him.

The Danish king Hafgen was hit by a Rus ship into the sea and disappeared. It must have become fish feed. The killer is said to be Rurik of Rus.

"Your benefactor, Rurik, is going to level the entire Pine Needle Manor this time?" the Danish asked cautiously.

"Of course! Including poultry and livestock, any living thing will be killed. They want to eradicate traitors, brothers, we are all Danes, it is meaningless to kill each other, but they are different from the Rus. The Rus and Svealand are different. People belong to a group. If you are caught by them on the battlefield, you are likely to be killed. Go back and tell your boss that we will launch a storm tomorrow. You'd better retreat as soon as possible to avoid accidental injury."

This is clearly from the bottom of the heart. The Danish nodded hurriedly and said: "You saved our brother's life. My name is Carl Krasson and I come from the Sigurd tribe. I have been out for many years."

"I'm different My grandfather is Hezeby who sells fish, and I have been working as a mercenary for people." Grund said.

"Then we are also neighbors."

"You can withdraw as soon as possible, I do have a suggestion."

"Please speak." Carclasson said.

"You all hide first and come out after the battle is over. You are all selling your lives to the gold master, and it is not bad that you sell your lives to him afterwards."

"Thank you for your kindness, we still like the days of freedom. Next we plan to go to the South, and maybe we can see each other in the future. Friends, I have to leave quickly, and we will leave tonight. Don't worry, we won't do anything about the Ross army. Tell the Slavs."

"It doesn't matter." Glend said with a smile: "Anyway, it doesn't make sense for them to know it or not. They will all die tomorrow. I have to **** the captives back to receive the reward. Let's say goodbye. Goodbye friends, maybe we can be in Goodbye Hezeby."

They passed by, only the dead corpse lying on the grass, silently telling the horror just now.