Chapter 564 of the main text

Ross is dressed in a white robe, and he can merge with Lin Haixueyuan by lying down suddenly.

This snow camouflage is indeed only available to the Ross people who have a lot of white linen, and the uniform dress reaches a somewhat harsh level, and only the Ross people in the entire Nordic world can do it.

Many people were dragging a small sleigh with personal belongings on it, and the sleigh without accident was also wrapped in white cloth.

After many days of marching and killing, Arik and his men are getting closer to the lair where the invaders may be entrenched.

On the way, they ate their own dry food, went to eat the food they had seized, and also hunted decisively on the journey.

Even the cunning and alert arctic fox can hardly detect that the white snow not far away is a hunter's camouflage.

The arrow swish cut through the silence of the early spring snowfield, and the fox was killed by the scream.

The fox skin was obtained by accident, and the meat was eaten by the brothers.

It was a tortuous journey to the old gray squirrel hill fort. They had been searching along the frozen Oulu River.

Everyone's crossbows are on their shoulders, look at them, it's not like holding a crossbow, it's more like holding a shotgun!

Rurik's crossbow mimics a rifle from the beginning, and the wooden support is designed for ergonomics. Based on this, any fighter who uses it will naturally find out how to use it better.

It is naturally not good to let the bow arm accumulate for a long time. In order to avoid the hurried hands and feet during the war, one arrow in the arrow slot of the wooden crossbow is stuck in the end shrapnel by pressing one arrow. Only the heavier and more powerful steel-armed crossbow was temporarily pulled away on the sled.

The Ross team seemed to be loose, but Arik deliberately did it in order to highlight his own military advantage.

He was looking forward to an encounter, and now the opportunity is here!

A group of noisy figures appeared in the frozen river in front!

The Ross people advancing along the snowy riverbank spontaneously squatted down, or squatted down with their backs against the gray-black tree.

Someone rushed to Arik and smiled expectantly: "Boss, I guess these people are here for revenge."

"Retaliation? For two days ago?"

"It must be so. There are no friends here anymore, all who come are **** enemies. Brothers all yearn for glory."

"Then fight!" Arik patted the guy on the shoulder, and then asked all his men to come in front of him.

Many fighters have been to Gotland and fought bad battles. Even if there are few people, they are determined to win against new enemies.

Arik looked at the left and right again, and glanced at the corner of his mouth: "Looking at you guys, do you want to kill them all, and then go back and report that our brother has solved all the invaders?"

After all, everyone laughed.

"Enough, we don't need to fight this group of invaders upright. Listen to my order and ambush them. Shoot them with arrows as much as possible, and never reveal the trace. They all lie down in the snowdrifts and spontaneously rush out to chop them. Kill the enemy, beware of being shot by other brothers."

They started to move, and they were all scattered and lurking on the right bank of the river. The average distance between the two was about one meter, forming a rather dense ambush.

Both crossbows are all wound. Due to the limited length of the position, everyone can see Arik's own movements clearly.

Whether to attack or not depends on Arik's order. Now the commander decides to let the prey step on the ambush with confidence.

At the same time, the Tavastias who were heading to the Old Salmon Lord's Fort to inquire about the situation, these two hundred people, under the leadership of the leader Vatyara, greet the smooth path of the glacier and deliberately advance on the ice. With the boring march and the crowds of people, ordinary soldiers gradually ignored the threats, but they didn't know that they were stepping into the ambush of the Rus people without knowing it.

Everything was clear, Arik was lying on the ground with a sullen face, his stubble cheeks pressed against the wooden support of the crossbow, the front sight was aimed at an enemy at random at three points and one line, and the trigger was gently pulled.

The crossbow arrow weighing nearly 200 grams flew away. The tremor and recoil made his body shake. The arrow hit an enemy's face with a low and flat parabola, accompanied by a soft swish.

Only this arrow pierced the entire mandible of the enemy, and the entire man fell for it. Although he did not die quickly, in the frenzied blood spurting, all the Tavastias around him were at a loss for this inexplicable attack. Measures.

Arik's shooting was just a signal, and other fighters started shooting when they saw it.

In a volley, the arrows pierced the air softly, hitting the enemy's group quite densely.

More than a dozen people fell to the ground on the spot with this blow. Many people were wailing, and the ice surface was quickly stained red with blood. Of course, there are also strong people, even though they are hitting the arrow, they still stand with a short spear reluctantly.

The Tavastiyas began to exclaim, Watyara did not figure out the situation at all, only knowing that he had been attacked.

"Hold up the shield! Does anyone know the direction of the enemy?!"

"Don't worry about it, brother! Take an arrow! Fight back!"

But the world returned to quiet, and only the feller wailed while holding the bleeding wound. The nervous warrior carefully looked at the forest under the snow, feeling the horror there more and more.

They gathered on the ice, the whole was a large gray-black mass, which was incompatible with the whole gray world, and became the stupidest target of all.

Some people estimated that the attacker was hiding in the direction, and they shot arrows there, but no one dared to leave the shelter of the large army.

The arrows flew over the heads of Arik and the crowd, either flying too high or hitting the tree trunk.

Arik didn't say a word, lay down and used his strong thighs and arms to forcibly wind the steel arm crossbow with all his muscles.

The brothers sitting on the wooden crossbow have all finished winding, waiting for their boss to start a new round of shooting.

Arik led the brothers to another round of volleys. This time the Tavastia saw the direction of the arrows flying, and they paid more than a dozen arrows.

The wooden shield did block the shooting of a few arrows, but some wooden shields were smashed open, and the cluster of arrows pierced the arm of the shield holder!

In this very unfavorable situation for the Tavastians, just being injured means fatal.

The sudden situation made Vatyara's mind confused. He ate three consecutive arrow attacks. Although he saw the direction of the arrow, where was the enemy?

He had never encountered such an enemy. Forty brothers were already lying on the ground, and the glacier became red.

"Brothers! Charge me there! The enemy is hiding, hack them to death for me!"

"Hey! What are you doing in a daze? All cowards?!"

"Don't get together, this is just waiting to die!"

However, the fourth round of arrows came again.

Although the mighty wooden crossbows have a higher firing frequency, their power is really average, and against armored enemies and shield bearers, defensive measures can block arrows. The Tavastia's military equipment is still too weak, facing the various Vikings cut out in the Nordic world, they can only be ravaged! They also bully the weaker Kewen and the same Karelian who can get a bargain.

The Tavastias, these men who were proud of their courage to hunt bears together, finally realized that leaving their hometown of icy lakes and lakes would face unmatched enemies.

That's just an armed reconnaissance team of the Ross people.

Seeing that his warriors became a group of cowards, Vatyara was furious for the first time in such a useless fight.

He greeted more than a dozen trustworthy men. They leaned in front of him with a wooden shield wrapped in wolf skin, holding a battle axe and short spear in their right hand, and organized an assault team to rush towards Arik impartially.

"You want to rush me?! Fool!"

Now Arik has stopped pretending.

A snowman rose from the ground. Do not! That is an enemy.

Arik was holding a crossbow that was hoisted with a winch, suddenly showing his body, relying on a tree to hit a charging guy with an arrow.

The shield wrapped in wolf skin was a bit useful. The arrow didn't pierce the shield, but the arrow formed a ricochet, causing the person to crack a lot of teeth, and the whole person fell down full of blood.

These more than a dozen people became the real targets of the public, and the assaulters fell to the ground and wailed and retreated one after another.

It was only now that Vatyara really saw the first enemy.

Arik was already covered in the white cloth cloak, and even his head was covered by the white cloth. He heard arrows flying by his ears but was unmoved, Liangming glared at the angry enemy behind him, and then hid behind the big tree.

"Asshole! Come out for me! Ross people! Duel us!" Vatyara yelled in his words, but the Ross people just didn't come out.

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Even though he didn't understand, Arik could understand the hostility in his opponent's speech through the atmosphere of his speech. That person just asked the brothers to come out and kill them!

If left before, he would definitely jump out to slash the square, but when he was beaten up by counter-attack enemies on Gotland and fled in embarrassment, the lesson of the failed battle would be left on his left arm with a terrible scar. He just didn't show up, and he still asked his soldiers to continue shooting arrows. As the arrows he carried and seized were getting fewer and fewer, it didn't matter. If he couldn't finish the ambush, the brothers would retreat. After all, the brothers are just a scout army.

Arik really only realized that he was just a scout when his arrows were running out.

Vatyara was forced to go. There were as many as five arrows stuck in his wooden shield. His brothers suffered a great loss. Many people simply fled to the opposite forest. Some people hurriedly fled to the fortress when they came. .

But the arrows of the Ruths were still flying. What shocked the Tavastias was that the enemies seemed to be sharp marksmen.

Someone among the rebellious army climbed up to Vatyara: "Let's go quickly, the Ross army is in the woods. We can hold on to the fort when we go back, and everyone who stays here now will die!"

Said that Vatyara was unwilling to retreat, considering the reality is really not going.

I was thinking of a decisive battle with the main force of the Rus, and after he had made great achievements, he would come to the tribal alliance to gain prestige in order to achieve great cause. Now it seems that life-saving is the most important.

He took his brothers and evacuated quickly, which is not too shameful, because many people have already run away...

The Ross people seemed to have won. It was such a victory. The brothers just smiled. No one has the joy of victory in a **** battle.

Someone rushed to Arik's side: "They are so weak! Boss, we recovered the arrows and took their camp along their retreat. In my opinion, we rely on 30 of us, and we can cut 300 of them. Head."

Arik sat down and twisted his arm vigorously: "Sweep the battlefield first, anyway, none of you understand the language of those enemies."

Now someone rushes over: "I understand!"

"you?"

"It is said that the Corvins are related to the Tavastians. I have dealt with those Corvins here, and maybe I can understand the language of these enemies."

"Then try, I would like to know their situation."

The Ross people picked up the arrow and also collected the bodies of the dead enemies by the way.

This is definitely not their good intentions, but Arik deliberately further humiliated the enemy.

Two enemies who suffered minor arrow injuries were escorted to Arik's side. Sure enough, the languages of Tavastia and Corvin have a lot in common, and some key intelligence sources are known to the Ross scouts.

Arik never expected that this was not an accidental invasion by the invaders, but an intentional permanent occupation. The nature of this behavior is as bad as the Danes' expedition to the north to occupy Lake Mlaren.

In order to survive, the prisoners tried their best to explain their own strength, claiming that five hundred people had occupied an old fortress.

Are five hundred people all fighters? Arik is convinced of this because of the fallacy of translation. So the 70 corpses collected (the wounded were chopped and killed) were only one-seventh of the enemy's strength?

Upon hearing the news, the brother who shouted to annihilate the invaders with thirty scouts shut up.

Arik guessed that the so-called fortress must be the old gray squirrel hill fort. The Russ paid some casualties when conquering this fortress, and that fortress did require some heavy weapons to defeat. He thought of new tactics, even if the brothers could not annihilate the invaders, disturbing the enemy's life all day long in fear, he was very happy and confident.

The captives were not killed. The two were released and fled back to the mountain fort occupied by the Tavastians with some very critical and concise information.

The two returned after the fugitive, and they told Vatyara what the Russ had confessed.

They only reproduced the strangely pronounced words in the scientific language of the Ross people: "Ice and snow melting, Ross, ships, many people, war."

Vatrava, who was defeated, was angry. The defeated fighters were horrified and the Ruths quickly attacked the fort. Together with all the women and children of the Tavas immigrants, they were already strengthening their defenses. The preparations for the defense of the city are like fighting the Karelians in their hometown.

Now Vatyara has basically figured out one thing, the main force of the Rus has not been killed yet, and the coming is just a small force.

But isn't this more terrifying? !

It's just a small force! Just let his more than 300 brothers lose 70 or 80 in World War I! Those who were alive were trembling with fear by the weird arrow, and were full of fear even going out hunting. Hunters are not afraid of bears and wolves at all. They are afraid that they will be accurately pierced by the flying arrows as they walk. After all, those horrible arrows cannot be easily blocked by a wooden shield.

It is impossible to give up this area, and if you control the resources of this area, Tavastia will become more powerful.

Vatyara didn't expect to run away. If he really ran away, he would have no face to meet the people in his hometown~www.mtlnovel.com~ He began to send messengers to the rear to ask for help. He learned that the expeditionary force had fought with the mysterious Rus and suffered a loss. It is reasonable for Watkad, the leader of Tavastia, to be furious, and all the villages in the alliance demand that they must send troops to hug everyone's victory.

As for the number of troops to be dispatched, this is a matter of particularity, and a meeting is needed.

It was precisely when they were busy discussing that they really delayed the appearance of reinforcements.

Macroscopically, the temperature is gradually warming, and Arik has also noticed that the sea ice is rapidly thinning. Just when the world was about to regain its warmth, he ordered the soldiers to create an atmosphere of horror.

Ross's scouts are also hunting, but there are more Tavastians in the list of prey.

It's good now, the Tavastia people are more willing to hide in the mountain fort. The activity area is limited to fishing by the river. Many people are half hungry, just because those who venture into the distant forest have no news and go hunting. Obtaining meat becomes extremely dangerous, so you have to go hungry and go stupidly waiting for reinforcements.

But Roseburg has received Arik's investigation report. Although the messenger rushed back in a reindeer sleigh with verbal news, the information was somewhat distorted. Rurik understood two basic messages exactly: First, the enemy occupied the whole The river basin does not want to go, unless all are killed by means of war; secondly, the enemy's combat effectiveness is weak, but the scale of its force really needs the attention of the Russians.

How should Rurik judge?

Isn't this the deliberate provocation of the invaders of Tavastia, who are eager for a decisive battle when they come up? This is what Rose needs! It happened to use a weak enemy like Tavastia to train and train troops to prepare for the next expedition to Britain.

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