It seemed that the continuous arrow throwing really made the Ross people in the fortress shrink back. The opponent did not fight back for a long time, and the attacking Smolensk soldiers gradually had an illusion.

Some soldiers with large shields actually dropped their shields. This kind of people didn't run away, but were busy taking off their cumbersome clothes under the cover of their partners' shield walls.

The weather is cold, but it does not mean that jumping into the river will freeze to death in a short time. Some people boasted that they dared to swim in winter and did not hesitate to take risks, so some people rushed to the ditch barefoot and shirtless, jumped into the icy water with an iron dagger in their mouths, and swam forward.

They thought of a trick, taking advantage of the great opportunity when the Ross people did not obviously counterattack, they touched the suspension bridge and cut the rope, creating an opportunity for the army to break through.

This is the opportunity presented by the ingenuity of a few brave men in the war, but they were too late. The Ross who shrank like a tortoise suddenly exploded!

"It's now! Let's go!" Yellinger ordered, and he led the soldiers with crossbows to repeat yesterday's success, and suddenly dedicated himself to lightly pulling the trigger on the people who were still shooting arrows indiscriminately.

Due to the widespread use of crossbows, all the Ostara half-children in the defenders became sharpshooters, and the arrows hit them with precision. The armor-piercing arrows obviously had excess firepower, and they penetrated the unarmored Smolensk archers. The torso even blocked the throat with an arrow.

It was at this juncture that from the corner of the eye of the defenders, they noticed the troublemaker under the city.

"Boss! Their frogs are destroying our suspension bridge!" Hearing this, Jellinger's scalp felt numb when he glanced at it.

He was just trying to dodge, but it turned out that this was the enemy's conspiracy to throw arrows indiscriminately?

"Kill these frogs! Archer, release the arrow!" The sudden counterattack hit the attacking archer, whose arms were sore and his fingers were sore, and retreated when faced with the sudden arrow hit by his companion.

But the five people who reached under the wooden wall by diving in the cold ditch

"Frog", when they landed, they saw the headless corpses of the same race under the curtain wall. fear? No! Some are outrageous.

The five people forgot their fears, and did not expect to make meritorious service for a while. They don't think about anything else, they just want to try their best to destroy the **** suspension bridge.

The rate of fire of the crossbow is not ridiculously slow, stepping on the string, inserting the arrow, aiming, and shooting all in one go.

However, although some defenders are young, after hanging out with visitors from the grassland in New Ostara City for a long time, the young people who lack games to kill boredom take archery as a pastime.

The fourteen-year-old Ostara warrior Evinde once again boldly explored his entire body, standing on a high place with a recurve bow in his hand.

The arrow rests on the right side, and the thumb of the right hand wears a deer bone wrench, pointing at the person who is cutting the rope.

"Frog" is

"Prairie Rapid Fire". His arm is not yet able to fully draw the recurve bow, but the advantage is that he can ensure a high rate of fire.

However, the arrows clearly hit the enemy, but they were still cutting the rope. All five of them were hit by arrows, and two of them had ears of wheat growing on their exposed backs. They were vomiting blood, and their hands kept moving.

Two small winches are used to control the suspension bridge. Since the outer wooden wall was made in a hurry, the supporting suspension bridge system was also in a hurry, so it is not difficult to destroy it.

One winch has been damaged, and the last one remains! The drawbridge was already tilted with broken ropes, and it was only one step away from falling in its entirety from destruction.

The defenders standing on a high place saw the two brave men, and no one saw it more clearly than Evind.

"You Smolensk people actually have a brave warrior who is not afraid of death?!" He didn't know the identity of the warrior, but the man who turned his face sideways and spat out blood, with wide eyes and a winner who looked like a winner With a smile, he continued to cut the cable with all his strength, even though the person had no less than ten arrows in his back.

"No!" In desperation, Ai Wende threw the bow, found a cable at random and tied it to a protruding wood on the scaffolding, grasping the rope and descending without warning.

He fell slightly staggering, rolled on the muddy ground, drew his sword angrily, and rushed towards the enemy who continued to cut the cable.

But he was still a step late. The last rope snapped suddenly, and even though Evande had finished the enemy at this moment, he watched the suspension bridge crashing down, rammed into the mud on the other side of the ditch.

No one expected that the battle would turn out like this. Especially Vadim, he didn't plan to destroy the suspension bridge. After all, breaking the bridge only means that he can touch the city gate. As for breaking it, he needs to find other tricks.

At first, the retreating Smolensk army was completely stunned, their eyes fixed on the collapsed suspension bridge in disbelief.

And a young Varyag warrior holding a bright white steel sword stood at the head of the bridge, and when he stood up, there was a closed wooden door.

That repetition is a kind of provocation, the butterfly helmet with blindfolds, the slightly thin body, and the warrior only holding a bleeding sword, as if to say: "The one who comes to challenge will die." Who wants to fight this kind of reckless one-on-one?

That is, the Varyags love to do some duels. The Smolensk villagers have heard about that kind of thing. As for the locals... duels are not respected.

Now is the real battle, why not attack it together? Vadim never dreamed that the suspension bridge would collapse now. He was overjoyed, waved his sword and shouted: "What are you doing?! Hurry up! Thank you for the blessing of Vulcan! Glory belongs to Smolensk!"

The word "Vulcan's Blessing" cheered up, and the sluggish fighter finally realized the opportunity. The Smolensk soldier with the bow endured the sore arm and aimed at the young soldier on the bridge to shoot.

It is fair to say that the archery skills of these hunters are quite precise, and the arrows did hit the warrior's body, but the bone arrow clusters were not even worthy of leaving scratches on the plate armor.

Even if an archer traded for the treasured iron cluster arrows, they still couldn't penetrate the warrior's path.

"Plate armor assembled from sheets of case-hardened carbon steel". Incredible! Absurd! The shooters don't understand at all, are the Varyag warriors invulnerable?

At first, Avend, who was imprisoned, was indeed terrified, until his plate armor and helmet were scratched by arrows, and his fear quickly turned into a youthful and frivolous savagery.

This boy simply spread his legs and raised his chest. Anyway, the front of his body is covered with armor, arrogantly acting as the enemy's targeta target that cannot be penetrated.

"Is that enough?!" Ai Wende suddenly asked sharply in Slavic language: "I am Ai Wende of Ostara! This is Vitebsk, the city of Rus! Come! The escaped Vadim, with me Duel!" Blatantly challenged?

! Vadim never imagined that a half-grown boy whose voice hadn't completely changed from a child's voice to an adult male's voice would provoke him like this.

Shock? No. Look at the dead horse in the area near the wooden door, the horse's legs are missing. If I rushed, wouldn't I have fallen into their conspiracy?

! There must be a shooter staring at the opportunity and ready to kill. Vadim is sure that the marksman in the fortress is waiting for himself to die.

The Smolensk army was advancing slowly, and the archers retreated to the shield wall seeing that the archery was meaningless. Even if they're imitating the Varyag shield walls, the round shields stacked on top of each other is really intimidating.

But, is this also a shield wall? ! Seeing it from a distance is one thing, seeing it up close is another. Even the too-young Evander sensed that this was a parody.

The defenders shot arrows at the enemy, and the torsion slingshot also began to show its power. The attacking side began to have people hit by arrows, but the situation was completely different from yesterday's situation.

The descendants squeeze the predecessors, the front is being ravaged by arrows and javelins but there is no way to retreat, the crowd is getting denser, the soldiers are squeezing each other and the soldiers behind are still advancing.

The closer the array scene is, the more it looks like canned herring. Those who were hit by the arrow either gritted their teeth and persisted, or their limp bodies were trampled to death by their companions.

The attacking side began to spontaneously put the round shield on the head of the whole country to avoid the sharp arrows, but this move had an effect. The armor-piercing arrows cannot completely penetrate the oak shields deliberately made by the Smolensk army. After the arrow clusters penetrate the wood, the arrow shafts get stuck in it. Whether the arrow clusters can kill the enemy depends entirely on luck.

From now on, the soldiers on the attacking side will be hit with arrows in the palms and arms at most, and because of the super adrenaline level stimulated collectively by the soldiers in the chaotic battle, they will not feel pain even if they are seriously injured.

as if! A pool of wriggling monsters moved slowly towards the Vitebsk fortress. as if! As long as the monsters pass through the suspension bridge, they can break through the gate and complete their dream of breaking the city.

How can the East Gate Bridge be guarded by Ai Wende, who is only fourteen years old. To be a coward? Still be a hero?

Even if only for a moment?

"I am a hero! If I die in battle, I will enter the Hall of Valor!" He said to himself to summon up his courage. The young man believes in those legends, even more because he firmly believes that he is essentially fighting for King Ross.

It is best to kill the enemy so that the enemy cannot cross the bridge, and survive to become a hero. Maybe he will be promoted by the king to be a general of the standing army in the future!

As for dying in the torrent, it was a worthy death. The oaken shield held above the enemy's head was like a hard blanket. Realizing that it would be a waste of arrows to continue shooting indiscriminately, Jellinger simply ordered to stop shooting arrows.

Jellinger would never open the gate, he kept yelling and ordering Evande to hold the rope, and the brothers would pull the reckless kid back.

However, he shouted again and again, and finally turned into swearing and cursing. Any words to that kid were clearly playing the piano to a stubborn cow.

"Damn idiot! Are you really going to be a hero?!" Yellinger looked around, he saw more young people who were eager to try, obviously everyone was going to see what that boy Evande was doing, no one complained about that brother Recklessness is exactly what everyone wants to be a hero.

Indeed, the brothers all had such an attitude, and they were forced to continue to defend. If they couldn't keep a group of **** cubs, they would collectively open the door to fight with the enemy.

Instead of rushing like that, it's better to play more methodically under his own command. Jellinger is old and doesn't think that he can't charge and kill. He still won't open the door, but points at ten young and old enough fighters.

"You guys, take your sword and shield and follow me! Others, stand on a high place and continue to shoot arrows at the enemy! Use the captured arrows!" That's all, he added: "Don't hurt us." Duo Gen The cable was thrown down, and Jellinger carried the round shield on his back, the steel sword and handaxe hanging from his waist, and quickly completed the cable descent with a group of half-children from Ostara.

Ai Wende was a little surprised, why are all the brothers standing behind him? In front of them are the Smolensk warriors who are staring at the sky and covering the earth. They built a dense shield wall, and their spears moved forward in unison. However, through the gap in the shield wall, Jellinger saw those enemies tense. face.

"Smolensk people, you haven't learned how to fight?" The narrow bridge created conditions for the defenders, and the situation of serious unequal strength was greatly improved.

The collapsed suspension bridge created a situation in which one man was in charge of the gate and ten thousand men could not open it, and the defenders dispatched twelve warriors, led by the experienced veteran Yellinger.

Yellinger pinched Ai Wende's neck severely, and cursed very rudely: "You are a reckless man, because of your stupid actions, I have to stand here to solve your problem." But Ai Wende did not I don't think there is a problem with myself: "Uncle, just execute the prisoners and talk about honor?! You said, we are blood sacrificed to Odin. You see the enemy is approaching."

"That's right! Odin the Blood Sacrifice." Yellinger stopped talking nonsense and calmly ordered: "Shield Wall!"

"Roar!" There was a loud battle cry, and the shield wall was built. Even though they are all half-children, they are pure Nordic in blood, specifically the Nordic little golden retrievers and big golden retrievers born in Lake Mlaren, Sweden... However, they are actually wearing Ross-style shirts, and even The thin shield wall erected is blue and white.

"Steady! We will not attack! Hold the bridge and let them die." Jellinger continued to order. A pair of standard steel swords are placed on the shield, which are more suitable for stabbing than chopping. The sharp, strong, flexible and hard arrow swords are a hundred times sharper than the spearheads of the marching Smolensk people.

Due to the pushing and shoving of the rear team, the soldiers were squeezed into the bridge trestle, and then stepped on the collapsed suspension bridge.

They are elite soldiers trained by Vadim. Each of them has a deep hatred for the Ross bandits, but the situation is different when they really have the opportunity to fight the enemy at close range. Many people are cowardly and panicked.

One side moves carefully on the suspension bridge, and the other side puts a curved wedge-shaped shield wall. Jellinger was in the line as the commander, and he bet his life, and the fight began immediately.

The shields of the defenders covered most of their bodies, and the heads wearing masks and helmets shrank behind the shields. Yellinger cleverly seized the opportunity to give orders to the crossbowmen on standby on the wooden wall, so all four torsion slingshots, including those on the scaffold, fought together, and the arrows and javelins passed over Yellinger's head, facing the frontal enemy Play crit.

He only has four well-maintained torsion slingshots in total. He thought that if they were installed on a sled, he could go not far away in winter to try his luck and kill a few bears. On the right track.

A javelin even pierced through two people, and the sharp spearhead stabbed and wounded the third person, and the hard leather armor shot down to the same dormitory at close range.

Like candied haws, the three of them fell directly into the ditch with spears piercing through their bodies, and sank to the bottom of the ditch in a short time.

Such shooting is not about killing many people, but completely disrupting the layout of the attacking side.

"Let's go!" Jellinger continued to order. When the shield wall of the defenders begins to advance, the hand to hand combat begins.

The soldiers pressed their bodies against the shields, and the high-hanging right hand clenched the steel sword and stabbed continuously in front of them. The assassination seemed chaotic but very efficient.

The chaotic attackers were squeezed by their companions into the suspension bridge to fight hastily. They had no time to adjust their shields, and the short spears could not be used here, so they reluctantly raised their shields and drew out their axes to attack the enemy.

In the chaotic battle, people were constantly stabbed by steel swords. Once the arrow hit the place without defense, it would be a fatal penetrating wound, and immediately fell into the ditch, and was slowly washed into the main river by the slowly flowing West Dvina River along the circular ditch... And those wounded soldiers who were heavy enough sank to the bottom of the ditch.

Jellinger continued to order: "Young man, keep stabbing! Blood sacrifice to Odin!" The guards of the fortress stood still at the bridgehead, where the shield wall stood, and the painted chalk on the shield was completely stained with the blood of the enemy. Red is added, while the stripes of woad are more brilliant, forming a typical red-white-blue band.

The twelve blood-stained warriors are not only the warriors of Ostara, they also represent the glory of the Kingdom of Ross and the glory of the warriors of Odin.

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As a result, the Smolensk army completed the refueling tactic. The rear team could not see clearly what happened to the front team, and neither could Vadim.

The "brave" kept ordering, and the rear team had no choice but to squeeze the front team desperately. Jellinger was out of breath, and he could continue to fight, but he saw that the boys around him were not tired at all.

"It's good to be young. When I was young, I never fought such a comfortable battle." The old man couldn't help sighing and was heard by Ai Wende. The kid joked: "Old man, are you really old?"

"It's old, but I can continue to fight. Now you know how to fight, right? Maybe what you said is not impossible."

"What?" Arvind asked out of breath.

"It's up to one hundred of us. If the opportunity is right, we can kill this group of enemies. Opportunities don't come by waiting. Remember, the gods have given us opportunities. You all seize them. The enemy is coming up again! Continue to fight!" , the twelve warriors of the defenders, who had just had a breather, threw themselves into a new fight and bathed in new blood...