Fisk doesn't have any hatred for the Semigallians, but he has a strong interest in plundering.

In the early morning, the river surrounded by forests was soaked in thick mist, and the soldiers sleeping on blankets on the grass, when the bonfire gradually extinguished, their clothes gradually became damp.

Mosquitoes have become more numerous, and these annoying guys know that there are more itches and redness on the exposed skin of soldiers.

They got up one after another, added more firewood to the smoldering fire, and dried their wet clothes as soon as possible.

"Hurry up and get things done as quickly as possible. Prepare all your weapons and launch a surprise attack immediately when you encounter the first village."

Fisk walked back and forth in the camp and issued orders. Knowing that there will be a battle today, the soldiers were excited, and all the sleepy eyes were of course gone.

After finishing their private business, they packed and folded all the bedding and put it back in the saddle, and they began to assemble on the spot.

Fisk didn't dawdle any longer, he raised his hand and shouted at the brothers who had already boarded the boat one after another on horseback: "We are one step ahead, and we will meet in that village!"

When he yelled like this, Strkander was somewhat uncomfortable, and he shouted in response: "Are you going to throw us away?"

"I don't want to wait. The cavalry will rush in as fast as possible, and by the time you reach the village, I will have finished."

Fisk didn't talk nonsense anymore, he clamped the horse jacket between his legs, and the horse rushed forward, leading the three cavalry teams to start the attack, and soon disappeared under the cover of the forest, leaving only the green grass covered by the horseshoes. A large amount of black mud was turned over.

"Tch, the kid is crazy." Stekander shook his head, and the preparations for the peaceful greeting were completed.

The brothers continued to row upstream.

The collective raid of the cavalry was really eye-catching, and Ostan, who was standing on the boat, couldn't help sweating. "They, should they really destroy that village?"

"Oh?" Strkander gave the guy a blank look: "Are you so kind and pity those guys who accept your tribute?"

"The people in Jiawa Village have never done this. I have been running this route for many years, and even stayed in the local area. I have a good impression of those people."

"Could it be your old friend in the village? You should have revealed this secret earlier. It's too late, unless you get on your horse and tell the villagers to surrender immediately to avoid death." Stekander finally shook his head: "It's still too late! That bald guy is a villain sometimes."

If Rurik sometimes behaves like a woman, Fisk is basically ruthless when it comes to combat matters.

The raid on Fisk did not require the cavalry to exterminate the villagers, and all actions were made by the soldiers independently.

In this way, whether the cavalry is fierce or restrained is only related to the personal wishes of the soldiers.

As for these cavalry, mainly teenagers...

They consider themselves to be the bodyguards of King Ross blessed by Odin's divine power, and they are Odin's warriors. The act of killing is a kind of blood sacrifice. They can be merciful for the purpose of catching slaves, but the warriors compare with each other by killing the enemy on the battlefield. Without the guilt of killing indiscriminately, he would be ruthless.

As a result, a catastrophe hit the unknown Gava village like a flood.

The location of the village is obviously closer to Riga, and the locals know that the Latvians there are hostile to each other.

However, because the other party never took the initiative to invade the bandits, the village has maintained a long-term slack in its armed forces.

In the section of the Lielupe River in Gava Village, the water here is shallow enough for people to walk directly across the river. The river will drown people's chests, and it is not very difficult to cross the river by stepping on the mud at the bottom of the river.

The relatively wide river channel, coupled with the very soothing water flow rate, makes the environment here very suitable for fish to survive. There are a large number of streams flowing into the river nearby, and the fishermen are not worried about the problem of exhausting the river.

However, they still have to consider some risks.

If there is a sudden heavy rain in the upstream area, the water level of the Lielupe River will rise sharply, which will not only cause floods to damage village buildings, but also cause many creeks to be diverted directly.

Therefore, although the settlements in Mezotne are close to the river, as long as the buildings are built on the mounds. Floodwaters can wash away people's docks, but never strong enough to wash over mounds.

In this era, no one has stood up to organize a large number of people to build water conservancy projects, build dams to dredge the main rivers to ensure that the rivers are stable and will not change for no reason, and no one has deliberately built dams and reservoirs in key parts of small rivers to meet the needs of urban water use.

To put it mildly, the living environment of the Semigallian people is full of vitality. To put it crudely, the people here live in a much lower-lying environment than the Latvians in the north. They cannot let go of the advantage of living by the river, so they have to face flood risk.

As they call themselves and outsiders call themthe Lowlanders.

Compared with the "lowland", the environment of Jiawa Village is a "depression". The river passes through here and enters the most low-lying land in the area.

This can be seen in the macro-geography, after Gawa Village (Ye

There are not only dense forests on the left and right banks of the Lielupe River, but also large-scale swamps. In the current era without land reclamation, it is a forested seaside mud pond that is hopeless and worthless.

The so-called Kemeri National Park is now larger in scale, and the similar environment is enough to cause the Sword Knights who strayed into it to fall into it and cause the entire army to be wiped out.

Fisk didn't know anything about the environment in this area. Based on his experience, he would deliberately advance along the main river. Since the area around Lake Ilmen under the Russ also had a similar environment, he didn't dare to take the risk of letting the cavalry run away from the river. The horse's hooves got stuck in the mud. At that time, the horse had to be put on a rope and relied on the joint efforts of more than ten people to pull the unlucky horse out of the mud.

Following the trend of the river, reeds are often overgrown by the lake, and there must be a meadow area by the river. The intricate root system of the grass is intertwined, like a soft blanket to ensure that the horse will not get stuck.

Even though it has gone deep into the inland, the channel of the Lielupe River is still wide. What is amazing is that the surrounding forests have also retreated significantly, the field of vision has gradually become wider, and there are more grass and mud raised by the horseshoes.

"Has the earth gotten wet?" He lowered his head and took a look, feeling that the environment here was more and more like the lakeside meadow area at the southernmost end of Lake Ilmen.

"Everyone pay attention." He turned around and ordered to the soldiers: "Pay attention to your horses! The grass here has become muddy, be careful not to let the horses fall."

The soldiers remained cautious one after another. For the sake of safety, the cavalry deliberately stayed away from the river, and the formation became scattered.

They have always kept in mind their mission

The deployment of the formation is for the safety of the march, and it can also exert its due combat effectiveness in the next battle.

Fisk was ready to fight, but he really ignored a small problem.

Austen only said that there was a Gava village, but did not describe the specific location of the village.

This village has a small population and scattered houses. It is special in that the village is distributed on the left and right banks.

Fisk never had too many worries, and now the cavalry led by him has touched the right bank of Gava Village.

There are obviously village buildings in the relatively open area, and its architectural style reminds people of traditional Nordic longhouses. However, based on the geographical characteristics of this river section, villagers have laid wooden piles on the soft soil, and then laid wooden boards on the piles to build. The herringbone-shaped wooden house is so insulated from moisture, ensuring the stability of the house, and avoiding the erosion of the river swell.

Those who were fishing on the river saw the sudden arrival of a large number of horsemen, and noticed the flags they raised.

Who is coming? Could Gao be a new mercenary brought in by the Latvians?

Although the people of this village know nothing about Ross, because the world is not peaceful, the fact that the villagers do not defend their homes does not mean that they are too stupid to know what is dangerous.

The fishermen paddled their canoes to the right bank one after another, yelling constantly to ask the people on the right bank to get on the boat and evacuate to the left bank. The noise they made was so loud that it immediately alerted the residents on the left bank.

Although they made some responses, it was too late.

Fisk narrowed his eyes and took a closer look: "Not good, those villagers are going to run away. Everyone disperses the assault and rush to the river after me! The trumpeter immediately blows the trumpet! Tell them what to do!"

His personal deputy blew a low-pitched bullhorn with a special rhythm.

The deep horn sound was extremely penetrating, and could still be heard by all soldiers despite the chaotic sound. The special trumpet rhythm represents the attack, and it can represent the offensive strategy of each flag team.

Under such a scene, the lances inserted in the saddle became superfluous one after another. The brothers are not fighting the enemy head-on. The so-called enemy is clearly a group of villagers fleeing for their lives. The usefulness of riding a gun is gone, but the Ross flag stuck on the barrel of the gun cannot be defiled.

I saw the cavalry struggling to insert their lances into the soft ground, holding the reins and recurve bows with their left hands at the same time, and pressing their quiver with their right hands, bowing their bodies slightly to launch a charge.

The three flag teams actually present nine battle formations.

Each of the nine centurions divided into three fighting groups.

Fisk changed the usual tactics of the Ross cavalry this time, and quickly began to shrink the encirclement after finishing the three-way encirclement of the village on the right bank.

The warriors began to shoot arrows, targeting all who moved.

The villagers were shot in the back while screaming, and after falling down, endured the pain and still tried to escape.

The cavalry were merciless. They had no urgent need to capture slaves, so they launched indiscriminate attacks.

If Rurik was present, it might be possible to stop the excessive actions of the cavalry, but in Fisk's view, it was clearly a symbol of abundant martial virtue, and there was no need to restrict it at all.

The cavalry quickly rushed into the village on the right bank. They were so proficient that they put away their bows and drew out their swords to stab mercilessly at the fleeing villagers. They also trampled on the injured. .

On the other side of the battlefield, the most powerful team led by Fisk

The elite 1st Cavalry has taken full control of the small pier.

The villagers who were preparing to flee with their families were all killed, and the warriors who had been sharpening their knives for several months longed for a killing or "Blood Sacrifice Odin". When Fisk felt that he should capture two prisoners for future use, this Only then did I notice that the villages on the right bank under the cavalry had been completely wiped out.

People on horseback were still shooting arrows at those who forcibly crossed the river. Those who swam and drenched were shot to death one after another. live.

"They are running for their lives, Boss, shall we cross the river and chase after them?" The meaning of the subordinate standing beside Fisk could not be more obvious.

Fisk calmed down a little, and said impressively, "I won't chase anymore."

"Why bother? Our cavalry can just as well cross the river as they are wading through the water."

"Forget it." Fisk gave this brother a glance: "Are you going to let your loyal mount get wet? If the horse gets sick from being soaked in water, how will you fight in the future?"

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Fisk gave another order to the trumpeter around him, and the sound of the trumpet representing "stop attacking" began to resound in the area.

Under the sound of the trumpet, he shouted to the soldiers beside him: "Don't waste any more arrows, put away your bows. You are not allowed to cross the river and continue to attack. Let the brothers who row the boats handle the rest. We can't be too greedy. "

The cavalry did not have the ability to quickly attack the other side of the river. Even if they could swim across the river, the Lielupe River, which was still 200 meters wide, was still a huge challenge for the cavalry.

The Ross cavalry are now very expensive, and Fisk also knows that the king will definitely follow the plan for this expedition

Mobilize the horse resources of the whole Rus. Ross has a poor family on the issue of horses, and Fisk doesn't want to take risks. If he makes an undue loss, he will definitely be punished by the king in the future.

The bleeding sword was washed by the river, and the cavalry soldiers got off their horses one after another to inspect the corpses, gave the dying man a good time, recovered the arrows, and then entered various houses to loot...

Some men who hid were killed, and dismounted warriors were also ambushed during this period.

The soldiers came prepared, their armor protected their bodies from harm, and they assassinated all the counterattackers in a rage.

Even if Fisk didn't issue a clear order, the villages on the right bank were killed in the end. Even the cavalry considered that they could just use the houses here to spend the night, so in order not to be unlucky, they dragged all kinds of corpses out of the village. When some soldiers tried to throw the corpses into the quietly flowing Lielupe River, this move finally Terminated by order of Fisk.

"Give the dead their last decency and dig a pit to bury them."

Although the soldiers were reluctant, they had no choice but to pull out their shovels from their saddles and start digging a big hole outside the village after installing a long wooden pole.

The bloodstains outside were quickly covered by the soil, and the soft soil was quickly dug out of the pit, and the corpses were thrown in messily and quickly buried.

The soldiers had no extravagant hopes of looting loot. No one found silver coins in this village, only some copper coins were found, which were not many.

Some axes were seized. They were made of wrought iron that was not strong enough and had obvious rust on the surface. The same was true of the short spears and javelins found. The black iron and the standing weapons of the Ross army were completely different in color.

bullying the unprepared

The villagers are not honorable, and calling it "Odin the Blood Sacrifice" seems a bit far-fetched to the calm soldiers.

The two flag captains arrived at the pier one after another, talking to Fisk who was wandering here.

"Mustache" Karl, himself a veteran from the first team, although his subordinates are all young people, they have become veterans after the battle against Smolensk. It is precisely because his subordinates are young that his third cavalry is even more aggressive.

"Boss." He was still willing to call Fisk by the old title: "Brothers are too ruthless, I tried to catch prisoners of war but I didn't catch them."

"My people are just as fierce." It was "pig-nosed" Sven who spoke.

"I don't expect you to be kind. Have you found any valuable spoils? For example, some silver coins."

Both shook their heads.

"It seems that this village is really poor."

"Fortunately, we found some wheat and dried fish. Although the quality is not as good as ours, they are more or less supplementary." Swain confessed.

"Then search them all."

"Yes! But, can we use the captured boat to go to the other side? We can also search the village over there." Sven continued.

"No need. Sell it to Strkander as a favor. Anyway, this village is so poor, you can get some dried fish even if you go to the other side."

"However." Bazi Hukar held back his words: "Is it not good for us to let the villagers go? They are likely to go to that Mezzotte to report the news. When we hit there, we may face armed forces. The militiamen are up."

"It doesn't matter." Fisk waved his hand: "Anyway, that is the only way for our army. If there is

A showdown would be great so we can take them all down in one fight. I don't care about letting them go, it would be great if those people could get the militia ready before we get there! Three thousand Latvians organized in this way, it is time for them to participate in the battle. "

Spueut was one of the planners of this operation, but he did not come because of his duty. Riga needs to be guarded by a big man, so that when the Ross army arrives, he can have a good contact with King Ross.

Spuut did not come, and his son Erik Spuutsson and his brothers were busy rowing on the Lielupe River with the Danes in Strkander.

The battle is over~www.mtlnovel.com~ When the fleet arrived one after another with large oars swaying on the river, the cavalry had already moved freely in the village. The riverside is full of spears and wooden poles, with a large number of Ross flags flying on them. At first glance, it is very bluffing that an extremely large army has occupied the village.

"It seems that they have succeeded!" Stekander excitedly shouted at Olstein.

"I saw it. Damn, it looks like they killed the villagers."

"What? Are you unhappy?"

"I dare not!" Olstein roared with anger, then hooked his head and whispered like a hungry wolf: "Now, the blood feud between you and the Semigallians is concluded."

"Oh? I heard it all. Blood feud? It doesn't matter, anyway, the hatred has been forged ten years ago." Strkander didn't care, and said: "Friend, you can talk to Fisk on horseback about anything. .Our next step is to attack Mezotne, and they will reward you for some good advice.