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Continue to let the priest buff the infantry in Northumbria?

No way! The Viking warriors have remained standing long enough to allow the enemy to engage in any pre-war rituals and delay the fight.

Standing on the high ground, Rurik ordered all the torsion slingshot operators: "Maximum range! Look at my flag!"

He looked down at the bull trebuchet matrix that had set up the position: "Press the lever to the lowest point, install the stone! Look at the flag!"

Seeing that they were all ready, Liulik ordered the banner-holder to press forward the blue-patterned Ross flag with a white background.

With this probability of shooting, the torsion slingshot and the catapult have the maximum range. Cast iron and stone bullets are fiercely ejected, especially the catapult. Its powerful back jump is like a bull kicking a person.

The projectile slammed past silently, just as the enemy's position was within the maximum range.

The distance between the two armies against 300 meters is already a very long distance, and Ernred could not imagine whether there could be some kind of arrow that could fly such a distance.

Indeed, it was not an arrow that flew over, but a stone, an iron bullet!

The deadly stone fell from the sky and directly hit the soldiers in line, causing tragic death on the spot.

Although most of the eight casualties in the Northumbria Military District were caused by this round of shooting, most of the projectiles were missed, which still caused them a horrible psychological shock.

Ernred's view of war was rewritten. It was supposed to be an absolutely safe place, but now it has become a crisis-ridden place.

He suddenly thought of running away, but now the team started to riot. Even the elite infantry fighters were shocked when faced with the sudden and tragic death of their companions.

The most fearful thing for a soldier is the unexplained death of his comrades around him. Because of empathy, a soldier trained in professional fighting faces a sudden and unnecessary death. Who can guarantee that he is not the next unlucky person?

Just as the Northumbrian army was in chaos, a pile of stones hit it. Only three casualties were caused this time, but farmers have already begun to flee.

Einred was furious, and he finally gave the order: "Warriors of Northumbria! Impact! Kill the enemy!"

Continuing to stay here is just waiting to die, and getting the offensive order, those elite kingdom warriors with kite shields have been reluctant to accept the blessing of holy water, and they have begun to be called an unruly skirmish. The following farmers, carrying scythes, dung forks, and even threshing iron flail, yelled and clashed behind the infantry.

Because those who tried to escape had been overtaken by the cavalry ordered by the king, the cavalry's arrows slashed them. Those humble peasants knew that their way had been cut off by the king. They couldn't complain about why the noble king and the noble cavalry were to be spectators. To survive, they could only follow the infantry behind them, roaring like a tsunami from the mountains. Join the battle.

On the side of the Vikings, there is no need for Rick himself to cry out for the next thing.

Rurik stood on the high platform where all the torsion slingshots were placed. He arched his back slightly, and stretched out his right hand to signal the Shetland people holding bows behind him to throw arrows to the sky.

The wooden bows of the entire team were hit in the hands of the Shetlanders in this battle. They could not participate in the frontal fight but wounded people by shooting arrows. Many Balmerk fighters on the front line did not feel that their allies were very honorable.

But Balmerk's warriors didn't have the time to care about those people. The sharp corners of their eyes were close to the corners of the buckler, and the sword-holding hand was trembling subconsciously.

The people holding the crossbow, including Biyuni, were half kneeling at the spear formation of the Chinese army at the moment. He temporarily turned into an infantryman and obeyed Evlo's archery orders.

"Stay steady! Don't be nervous!"

"Keep them close before shooting."

"Aim at their necks, their faces! Shoot them blind!"

Jevlo yelled rhythmically. The soldiers around him were speechless. This situation even moved him very much, as if standing behind him was not the fishermen of Balmerk, but the ones who stood behind in the final battle of Gotland last year. Novgorod Spearman with superb performance.

The arrows thrown by the short wooden bow began to show off. The arrows did not cause an overwhelming rain of arrows. It did cause casualties to the charging enemies.

Torsion slingshots and catapults have caused the death of the enemy.

Northumbria's assault infantry, their minds have fallen into a blank space, and any small soldier is engulfed by the torrent. Scared? So far it doesn't matter.

The companion next to him suddenly fell to the ground for unknown reasons, perhaps being shot by an arrow, or being stoned to death.

Any long-range weapon can stop the onslaught of the crowd, and a hand-to-hand encounter is about to happen.

"Now! Shoot!" Yevlo grasped the opportunity, and a dozen people suddenly fired crossbow arrows.

At least eight enemies were fatally hit instantly, and Jeflo and others hurried back into the spear formation with a crossbow. He still screamed: "Brothers, follow me to the high ground."

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As soon as a dozen of them left, the collision between the infantry began.

The composition of each Viking shield wall hopes that the warrior will protect almost the entire torso with a shield. The left leg is in the front and the right leg is in the anti-collision position. The sword and ax are naturally placed on the shield, waiting for the opportunity to stab.

The combination of the shield and the iron helmet made the Viking's front line strong enough, and the round shield collided with the opponent's kite shield, almost certainly resisting the opponent's collision.

Suddenly, the battlefield was full of flesh and blood!

The Viking's sword began to jab frantically, and the battle axe swung wanton. Many Viking warriors huddled behind their shields, indiscriminately slashing and stabs in front of them.

The Vikings in the back row were also armed with long-handled weapons, either stabbing or smashing from the sky.

"It's not like a fight between flesh and blood, why is it a bit of a gang fight?" Highland's Rurik sullen his face, he is not at all nervous because he is completely within his own prediction.

At this moment, Yevlo took all the people and waited to be the foundation of the large-scale construction of soil and wood. Although its terrain is relatively cramped, the height is only about one meter, which is actually a strategic commanding height.

Without saying a word, the strong mercenary immediately wound the steel-armed crossbow with strong arms. After they were wound up, they immediately inserted arrows into their arrow slots, shooting at random at the dense enemy lines.

By their side, the Shetlanders were still desperately shooting arrows into the air. They shot the captured arrows at a great angle, and shot the Northumbria farmers with Northumbria arrows. .

The craziest battle was in the middle of the Viking army, and the spear wall built by Bijuni's men became an insurmountable barrier.

The armored infantry of Northumbria with a kite shield may use a shield to block the piercing of multiple spears. However, facing the two hundred spears, the soldier faces despair.

This is mixed with Northumbria's own spears, spearheads of various styles, even just sharp wooden poles, can cause great damage long ago.

The dozen or so people who successfully rushed to the front of the battle were aware of the situation of the troops, but under the push of the soldiers from the rear, their shields were pushed apart, their bodies were smashed by the spearhead, and the chain mail had almost no effect.

Whether the two sides are fighting is a short time to see the difference, the Viking side also began to suffer losses, some people were stabbed to the ground by the swords of Northumbria warriors, and the warriors at the back took the wounded brother away and immediately replenished the line.

More and more casualties were drawn to the rear, but the Viking Front was as solid as a rock.

A large number of Northumbrian army corpses appeared on the front line, and the infantry could not rush to the Viking line at all.

King Ainred, who was watching the battle from a distance, imagined that he had a large number of infantry, and only needed a charge to take advantage of this advantage to crush the enemy's formation like a mudslide.

However, the strength of the enemy formation is beyond imagination.

"Why? Why haven't you overwhelmed the enemy yet." He stood in the saddle, poking his head and exclaiming.

Cavalry captain Aston suffocated his breath. Seeing this anxious situation, he hoped that a swift flank attack would overwhelm the enemy. But he didn't want to say anything, because the king just told him to shut up.

King Ainred was still watching the anxious occupation. He squinted to see that some farmers carrying wooden sticks were fleeing.

"Damn traitor! Why are you running away! The others are clearly fighting!"

"Do you want me to increase taxes before you dare to return to the frontline?!"

Ernred was only screaming in the rear, and his men did not make any progress. These barbarians on the sea behaved as masters of land warfare, and they were hard to defeat powerful enemies.

The fact is indeed the case, because Lurik taught the Balmerks the means of "strike in one air and land" in this battle.

In the trebuchet matrix in the safe zone, each trebuchet only needs 30% of the energy storage area. Throwing stones 50 or 60 meters away can hit the enemy. As a result, its launch efficiency is extremely high.

The torsion slingshot itself does not need to be fully charged, and only half of the charge is installed to smash the skulls of enemies not far away.

The advantage of Northumbria's strength has now become a disadvantage. They spontaneously wanted to outflank the right wing of the Vikings (the left wing is the sea), only to realize that the right wing was prepared. Anyone who tried to outflank or was stabbed to death and driven away by Geiger's spearman who was waiting for him.

Even the Vikings began to push back!

Northumbria army, the number of warriors holding bows is very small, their bows naturally try to give priority to heavy weapons in high places. Rurik was standing on the high ground. From his perspective, the enemy's arrows could not hurt him at all. On the contrary, the archers were brutally killed by the crossbow-bearing Jeflo and others because of the real threat.

The Vikings on the front line have been suffering injuries and deaths, in contrast to their opponents' losses.

His own casualties were completely within an acceptable range, and the battlefield situation was in Rurik's control. He just waited for his opponent to collapse because of the high casualties.

It's just that the situation is a bit strange.

"Weird thing! The ancient farmer team, shouldn't they flee if they lose 5%? Are these guys really going to burn the monastery for me to fight me to the last drop of blood?" Rurik muttered, he looked around. , Obviously there are men in rough cloths running away, and those people are obviously farmers.

The rout of the armed farmer has clearly taken place.

Alas! And the farmers who fled back to the front line? !

Rurik quickly understood the situation.

It is the cavalry. The Northumbrian cavalry is being ordered to kill those who fled.

"You actually have a supervising team? Stupid, you have a cavalry team. You haven't fought on a fence until now." Rurik himself was speechless to the enemy. He didn't know that the king of Northumbria was watching the battle on the edge of the woods. , Not to mention that in order to preserve the strength of the cavalry, the king deliberately ordered the cavalry to serve as the supervising team.

"Supervise the battle? I let you supervise the battle! If this goes on, your orange warriors are dead, and the remaining farmers will be sheep to be slaughtered."

Rurik keenly noticed the soldiers whose main color was orange, only these people were more determined to fight. As for those wearing all kinds of clothes, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are spectators holding wooden sticks. The farmer did not help. If the farmer was forced to flee collectively, would the cavalry supervising the battle have to kill all of his own people?

The shouts of killing on the battlefield never ceased, and the number of Viking warriors who were seriously injured or killed from the front line to the rear reached fifty.

Balmerk Vikings, this group of fishermen have trained themselves in daily fighting games, logging and rocking. However, the lack of armor to protect them made them suffer. At least the battle still maintains a relatively stable front. If the occupation becomes a chaotic battle with thousands of people, Lurik cannot guarantee that the advantage of the Viking fighters will remain.

The shield wall is not only a means of protecting the lives of individuals in the team, but also allowing the entire team to form a fighting group. Compared to the beginning of the battle, the Viking Shield Wall has advanced ten steps forward. The dead bodies that were not taken away behind him were all Northumbrian soldiers who died tragically.

Suddenly, a sailor who was ordered to operate the catapult threw onto the soil platform and yelled at Rurik to report: "My lord! The reserve of pebble pellets has been smashed. There are still some on the big ship, we..."

"Are you an idiot? There is still time to go to Aphrora to get the projectile?!"

"But, our..."

At this moment, Evlo also hurriedly joined in and interjected: "We made a misjudgment, and we didn't expect the arrow consumption to be so large."

"Did you run out of arrows?" Rurik asked.

"It's about to run out. Even a spike-shaped iron bullet without a tail."

Rurik was finally a little urgent. He stomped his feet vigorously, blaming himself for underestimating the enemy's fighting will and causing a shortage of ammunition reserves.

Suddenly, looking at the small rocks accompanied by the earth platform under his feet, his inspiration flashed.

"There are projectiles! Projectiles are everywhere here."

The tiny face that Rurik squatted down was really puzzling.

He pulled out a stone smaller than a ping-pong ball from the soil and threw it to the sailor on standby.

"Go! Look for such rocks from the ground, pile them in the catapult skin pocket and launch them."

"Ah! This...sir, with all due respect, such a rock can only hurt people, not the enemy at all."

"It just hurts people! Putting thirty small rocks in a skin pocket can injure thirty enemies. Throwing them so dizzy and swollen, they don't have the energy to continue fighting."

The sailor didn't want to go into details, nor did he want to understand the subtlety of the boss's decision.

For the bull trebuchet, it was originally designed to throw out anything that can fit in a leather pocket.

This is by the sea, where small rocks can be seen everywhere mixed in gravel. The skin pockets of the trebuchets were filled with these indestructive stones, but the operation of the ten trebuchets was to cast bullets to the enemy.

The trebuchet fired a shotgun! Aiming at an enemy 60 meters away, it will damage the enemy within a radius of about two meters.

Of course, these stones couldn't kill people, but they gave the peasant soldiers behind the Northumbrian army a head-on blow.

Some people's heads were smashed with blood spurting, and they even fainted with gold stars in their eyes. Others had their noses broken, their faces scratched, and one eye was smashed blind. The arm and chest were hit, causing minor but very uncomfortable internal bleeding. These farmers only had small improvised shields made of wooden planks, and did not even have any protective weapons.

Even more dense than shooting arrows is the shotgun shot by the catapult! If a volley is fired, more than 400 ping-pong-ball-sized stones must be smashed by ten trebuchets.

Perhaps after three rounds of shotgun strikes, the farmers of Northumbria fled backwards. They did not leave the front line, but withdrew beyond the range of the trebuchet with their injured faces and arms.

The farmers did not dare to retreat, for fear of being hacked to death by their cavalry as traitors. But they still withdrew from the front line, which made it seem inevitable for the soldiers who were struggling to kill at the extremely anxious risk. Many people have died, and the front of the sea barbarians is still as hard as a stone wall. Strength advantage? Those farmers have escaped! The brothers have consumed a lot of physical strength and continue to stay here, only the end of being killed by the enemy without physical strength!

The farmer's move to evade the shotgun caused a chain reaction beyond Rurik's expectation. He was excited to see the enemy's orange infantry. Those sharp and tenacious men finally couldn't stand it and began to rout.

"They ran away! The enemy ran away!" Rurik yelled immediately, and then made everyone standing high up yelling that the enemy was fleeing.

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King Ernred in the distance, what happened to the man who couldn't see him at a distance, but the scene of failure has been highlighted.

Although the horses of the kingdom are very precious, the cavalry is also precious. But if one's own two thousand army is defeated here, one's own reputation will be damaged, and the strength of the kingdom will also be damaged.

So far, a decision that was rejected by him now seems to be enforced at a critical juncture.

Perhaps that is the only way to save a battle that is one step away from the collapse.

Einred suddenly yelled: "Aston!"

"The minister is here!"

"Listen! Rectify all cavalry!"

The king's eyes showed resoluteness, and his eyes had already explained. Aston was overjoyed: "The minister will rectify the cavalry."