Chapter 930： Battle of Waiguo City

"Get out of the way! Dodge if you don't attack."

"Don't get in our way!"

"The Danes are back, now it's time for us Rus to attack."

The Russ troops who marched were rude, and they had high fighting spirit. Due to the experience of storming the city many times in the past, facing the current Aleb Fortress, they did not think that this was a hard bone that was difficult to gnaw away.

The New Denmark Royal Army can't tell how hard it is. Since the Rus people are going to work hard, let them go for it.

The Danish troops retreated one after another, so the uniformed Russ troops arrived at the front line one after another.

It was a large number of warriors in white robes with blue cloth strips stitched across their chests.

They held up a large number of flags, and the emblems on the flags were exactly the same as their clothes.

I thought that after the unremitting efforts of the military and civilians, the Norman army was greatly shriveled and had already retreated, and Liudov was exhausted. I did not expect that they still have a strong backup army. This is really a disaster.

Liudov dragged his weary body into the northern saint Esquil, who was still holding the cross high.

"They...really the Ross army you said?"

"That's them! Ah! Probably their leader Rurik was among them. Yes! It must be so."

With that being said, Esquill is standing here with all his strength now, his legs are trembling, and he is unwilling to leave at all if he insists on his beliefs.

"They look like they're going to attack the city. I'm afraid the soldiers won't be able to last long. Even this ditch..." With that, Liudov stuck his head out to take a look, his scalp tingling in shock.

During the melee, he didn't have time to think too much, and now he saw the trenches full of Norman corpses, and a large number of wriggling dying people. He never expected to be involved in such epic battles in the Danish world.

"My God." Ludov, who withdrew his head, hurriedly crossed his chest: "They are savages, so fearless. They charge quickly, and they will be able to fill the trench. What deep hatred do I have with them? As for that? ?"

Ludov couldn't figure it out, and Esquil couldn't figure it out even more.

Then stop thinking about it.

Dragging an extremely tired body, Liudov yelled at the soldiers and civilians in the city: "I want more stones! This is the last battle, we must live!"

Where did the stone come from? The entire Aleb Fortress is built on a mound, and under the thin layer of soil is a whole granite mound. The unreliable excavation of rocks by surprise, the military and civilians began to demolish houses, transport the stones to trolleys, and transport them towards the stone wall.

At the same time, the arrival of the Ross Army gave Ragnar, who suffered huge losses and could not be attacked for a long time, a great spiritual inspiration.

"You can count." He patted Speuter on the shoulder and said angrily: "I can't do anything, and the siege weapons I have prepared are not enough. You have to help me."

The Ross army had already settled in place, and Speuter raised his head when he heard it, and saw that the stone battlements were full of people, showing off their might.

"You are fully prepared but you can't attack?"

"Because of the **** trench! Like a huge tomb, my soldiers died in it. They were shot and smashed to death. Damn, my long ladder can't be erected, my battering ram can't be deployed."

"It turned out to be like this?" Speuter wanted to find out, so he personally led a dozen brothers out of the array and ran to the trench.

They saw a shocking scene. The ditch was indeed full of warriors and blood-stained stones of various sizes scattered in it.

Suddenly, another fist-sized stone was thrown over.

"Be careful, old man!" Some soldiers hurriedly guarded him with shields, making Speuter avoid the plot.

His entire torso was protected by the shield wall built by the assault, and stones and arrows hit the shield and crackled. He had seen the reason why Ragnar's minions were failing, and was incensed by the defensive behavior of the enemy.

How is it good?

You can't really figure out a way to move the earth to fill the trenches, and the city's walls look solid compared to the past.

"Yes! The key to breakthrough lies in the city gate!"

Having figured out a way, Speuter hurriedly returned to the safe area and negotiated with the smug Ragnar and many lords of Zealand.

"You see it all? You... have a plan?" Ragnar asked anxiously.

"Yes. You can follow my plan, it should be feasible."

Spuut was confident, and he immediately entered the Rus army's main formation to gather the pirates he brought from Saaremaa.

Everyone thought that the boss wanted to ask him to attack the city wall by force. Even the powerful New Denmark Army could not do it. How could he be a pure pirate.

Everyone obviously got it wrong, only to hear Speuter screaming: "I need a warrior to open a gap for the whole army! We have to break through the enemy's defense and destroy the drawbridge. As long as the **** drawbridge comes down, the battering ram can knock it down. The door slammed open."

After he finished speaking, he simply pointed at a man: "Tralang! The opportunity to make merit is here, bring your brothers to charge me once."

"This... boss, is this too scary?"

"Huh? You want to disobey? Fool, think about the honor after victory, do you want Ganyu to be mediocre?"

Trarang gritted his teeth and had to bite the bullet and take over the task.

As a result, the siege commando was quickly established.

Able to climb and roll around at sea for a long time, the Viking pirates of Saaremaa Island surrendered to Ross, and their flexible skills can be used in some special places, such as climbing over a trench full of corpses, and climbing to meet the persecution drawbridge winch.

Thirty warriors, including Trarang, led the mission, armed with shields and axes, and ropes for climbing the trenches, ready to charge.

Trarang put on his helmet, and raised his battle axe to greet the guys: "It's time for meritorious service, come with me!"

Thirty people launched the attack, and behind them, there were twenty torsion slingshots assumed by the Ross Army. After the adjustment of the slingshot's elements, the shooting angle is locked, and the "birds" of the battlements are aimed at.

The cast-iron projectiles were in place, just waiting for Spuet's order to fire.

Likewise, all the crossbow-wielding fighters in the Rus army, no matter if they were holding a light wooden crossbow or a heavy steel crossbow, the archers assembled a hundred, and they stood beside the torsion slingshot array, which was tied with the latter. Support troops.

Such a bizarre scene had already frightened Esquil to rush out of the city wall with the little priest, taking the gilded cross with him while he evacuated.

This act surprised Liudov inexplicably.

"Hey! What are you running?! Don't you want to stick to the front of the city?"

However, facing Ludov's loud questioning, Esquil ran away without looking back.

Through the actions of the priests, Liudov felt a strong sense of ominousness, and the atmosphere was terrifying. When he saw a group of Norman soldiers from Russ attacking silently with axes, he immediately ordered to block them.

At this moment, Liudov finally understood what scared the priest away.

Twenty torsion slingshots of the attackers were fired at the same time following Speuter's order.

In one salvo, twenty conical cast-iron rounds were fired violently at the battlements near the main gate.

This was a very close distance. The hard iron bullets smashed the granite chips into the air, and the disintegrating sharp fragments scratched the guards behind. Even the battlement stones were smashed and smashed, leaving small gaps in the guards' barriers.

Some of the defending soldiers were directly hit in the body, the iron bullet directly smashed the sternum, and the liver and gallbladder were broken.

The battlefield is such a coincidence.

A projectile hit Ludov's helmet impartially. Thanks to his battlefield experience, the lacing of the helmet was always loosened, his leather helmet was smashed, and his head was buzzing. He hurriedly silenced his head, sighing that his head was still there, but when he looked at his right hand, it was astonishingly full of blood.

It was the edges and corners of the helmet that cut his scalp, and he quickly wiped out the wetness again, and then felt his face smeared with blood.

He didn't even have time to deal with his wounds, and subconsciously fell down to avoid this incredible attack.

After a salvo of slingshots, it was another salvo of crossbow arrays. Arrows slammed into the battlements, and those who dared to throw stones were shot directly.

"Free fire! Protect our warriors!" Speuter added.

Warriors, like hunters, aim their deadly weapons at the battlements, waiting for an opportunity to shoot down "a bird".

There are also towers guarding the city walls, and these towers are now the target of public criticism. The defenders with bows on them were either shot to death, or curled up into a ball and hoped that there would be a plank to save their lives. However, the ruthless projectile penetrated the tower, and the Ross Army is now playing a **** game.

The defenders were completely suppressed and beaten to the point of being unable to lift their heads.

This "fire suppression" tactic is really a tactic summed up by the Ross Army in the face of siege battles many times in the past ten years, relying on the existing weapons and equipment. This kind of tactic consumes a lot of projectiles and arrows, but it can successfully destroy the city, and all the losses are worth it.

Of course, this tactic is too new for any Frankish army. Moreover, the defenders were the Frankish Saxons and the Danes who had converted to God.

Trarang never thought that he could carry the hope of breaking the city of tens of thousands of people. He led his brothers and jumped into the trench full of corpses. Everyone was horrified when they witnessed everything.

They were walking among Rouran's corpses, and accidentally stepped on a lump of paste. When they pulled out their boots, they found that there were blood clots stuck to them like paste.

"Don't be stunned! Climb up with me and chop off their winches." He shouted vigorously, at the same time overcoming his own fear.

Although the defenders did not dare to show their faces, they noticed that the enemy was trying to attack. Some rocks were thrown haphazardly into the sky in an attempt to hit an enemy. There are also defenders who push stones over the stacking walls and rely on luck to kill the enemy.

Those big rocks that suddenly fell are easy to hide, and a lot of fist-sized rocks are a threat.

Thirty people from Trarang climbed to the other side of the high ditch one after another, and the narrow foothold was directly for one person to stand sideways. Behind them were neatly stacked stones. Can collapse.

These 30 warriors raised their round shields over their heads, were they smashed by stones? They relentlessly moved in the direction of the drawbridge. The warriors not far away followed the warriors' actions the whole time. As they got closer to the drawbridge, the cheers became more enthusiastic.

From Ragnar's point of view, he felt that the battle situation was completely favorable to his side, so he called all the soldiers who were on standby with the battering ram and gave them the order they had to complete: "When the Rus people put down the drawbridge, you will use the most Rush up quickly. Hit the enemy's wooden door! No matter the cost!"

The time of the Assault Warriors was very precious. Trarang and his brothers finally stood under the doorway. Behind them was the hard wooden door, and in front of them was the winch system and the erected suspension bridge.

But who would have thought that a dark arrow suddenly caught them off guard from above Chengmendong.

Several soldiers were injured, and several were shot with arrows in their necks, and blood spurted out.

"Damn, there are still dark arrows in this place? Let's smash the winch!"

So a group of warriors made concerted efforts to smash the sturdy left and right bronze ratchet winches. The thick cable was smashed, and the heavy suspension bridge collapsed.

Ragnar was overjoyed: "Battery hammer! Charge me!"

Let's see more than 20 people work together to carry the siege ram made of three oak beams. Although its shape is simple, when it rushes over the suspension bridge and slams into the wooden door, it also causes the entire city gate to tremble.

A breach was opened, but the narrow wooden bridge could not ensure an influx of soldiers, and the attack could not be launched without the gates opened.

The New Danish Army and the Rus Army waited for the wooden door to be smashed open, and they also learned that there were enemies on the city wall secretly attacking the city gate hole.

Trarang and his men immediately joined the door slamming work, and some of the soldiers held their shields high to protect the brothers who were operating the battering ram.

Every time it hits, the gate will experience a violent vibration, and even the city gate hole will be shaken off some dust.

From Liudov's point of view, he is not convinced that the city wall he ordered to build is indestructible, but the wooden door is definitely not strong enough.

The wooden door is the oak board of Lindholm Village, which is made of local materials, and is nailed together by iron nails.

Liudov is still curled up into a section, at most dare to kneel on the city wall, for fear that he will be shot through his head. He finally cleaned up the bleeding brain, and withdrew a dusty plain cloth to wrap his head, but the cloth quickly turned red.

"Continue to persevere! The people at the city gate, shoot me arrows to kill them, and don't allow them to smash the gate."

He continued to order.

The nobles personally led the army to guard the gates of Waiguo City, which was like a general, but Liudov's last cronies couldn't tolerate their Count continuing to be reckless on the front line, especially the cloth he wrapped his head was too scary. The trusted soldiers were afraid that Liudov's blood would be drained, and despite his objection, he dragged him down abruptly.

"You let me go! I'm going to keep fighting. You mustn't be cowards."

One person said with grief and indignation: "But my lord, it's too dangerous here. You must not make mistakes, we should retreat to the inner castle."

"Ridiculous! I withdraw, what will the people do?"

"Only God can decide the rest! My brothers and I are willing to hold on to the end, but my lord, you must withdraw to the safe inner fort."

Just when Liudov and his cronies were confused about whether to retreat, the tremor of the city gate had become very obvious.

The arrows of the Rus army still fell from the sky, so that the cronies had to hold up their cowhide round shields to protect their masters.

A large number of people have retreated, and if these people have a God's perspective, they will find that the west gate of the fortress is invincible.

However, the gates were blocked, and some debris was piled up in the city gate, which was artificially blocked the driver's retreat.

After all, this was an order issued by Liudov, who was in a hurry. Based on his combat experience in the south, he felt that being a tortoise with a shrunken head could drain the barbarians to retreat.

The people were unable to leave the city, much less willing to leave the city. They were Saxons and Danes who had converted to God, and the attackers were clearly kin of traditional Odinian beliefs. It was because they knew each other very well that they knew what kind of tragedy they faced when they escaped.

The women rushed to the small inner fort with their children in their arms, and the men suffered some losses but were still determined to hold on.

A large number of defenders withdrew from the dangerous city walls and spontaneously gathered around Ludov.

Seeing that he still has a loyal and loyal army, this situation is nothing more than a wry smile.

"My warriors!" He held back his dizziness and clenched his iron sword: "The gate can't hold up anymore! Build a shield into a wall and put all the spearheads forward. I will welcome our final battle!"

Indeed, after more than 30 hits, the wooden door still seemed to stand still.

In fact, those nails have loosened, and the battering ram is accelerating and loosening every time it hits, and it is only a matter of time before the whole is broken.

When its structural strength was destroyed to a point of disintegration, the wooden door as a whole was smashed into pieces. However, the soldier who just smashed the wooden door didn't have time to be happy, and a terrible thing happened!

Under the watchful eyes of both attackers and defenders, the damaged wooden door directly dragged the superstructure of the city gate hole to collapse. The bronze winch collapsed, and the stones used to lift the counterweight fell. The disintegration of various instruments actually caused the collapse of the entire city gate! The part of the city gate of the stone wall, which was built purely by the gravity of granite without cement bonding, collapsed suddenly!

Everything came very suddenly, a large number of stones fell, and Tralang was buried by the overwhelming stones at the sound of his throat.

Or rather, part of it was buried.

Trarang was smashed to the point of internal injuries to his arms and legs, and he crawled out of the rubble like a mouse in any severe pain. Many people also struggled to climb out, and many more people were crushed and screamed. There were nearly 60 soldiers who insisted on slamming the door near Chengmendong. It collapsed, and there were not one out of ten that was pulled out immediately.

Almost died like this without honor.

Trarang reluctantly looked behind him, the collapsed gate formed a rock slope, and the tall stone wall blocking the army's attack collapsed and a large gap collapsed.

Look ahead of yourself! A large number of soldiers are rushing towards themselves.

The general attack has begun.

Trarang couldn't care too much about such a majestic scene. He moved very quickly, and finally jumped back into the corpse pile in the trench. Because he knew that no one had time to save the people who were crushed under the stone, and he stayed at the scene only to be trampled to death by his comrades.

He completed his mission and left the battlefield.

For Ragnar, Spewute and others, the fort had been breached, and all that was left was to rush in and loot the belongings. No one is more positive about this sort of thing than the Danish lords in Zealand.

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