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The condition of Lindsay City disappointed Rurik. This place was not like a city, but a large countryside surrounded by low stone walls.

Only a few noble houses have wooden floors, and the rest of the houses are all kinds of straw sheds.

Especially in this rainy patter, the whole city was muddy, the soldiers could not help being stained with water, and the boots were still full of black mud.

The only thing that makes Rurik happy is the granary in the city. The locals will not be stupid enough to let the wheat get damp.

But when he personally inspected the granary, especially when he reached out to hold the bottom sack, and the sword pierced in, he stretched out his hand and was shocked.

"This is wheat? It's already damp! The grain officer here is a fool."

Rurik stomped his feet with anger, but Arik didn't care.

"Brother, you really came to Britain to pillage wheat? Why don't you look for gold and silver like the Balmerks?"

Rurik still stunned his mouth and looked up and said: "This place is terrible, I can't find any treasures. At least some wheat can be eaten, but this **** weather..."

"Next, we still have to attack their royal city."

"Yes! Tamworth, we will act now."

Rurik really didn't want to stay in Lindsay City, and the rainy weather made it difficult to start a fire, and the plundered oats were not practical.

Fortunately, the local residents still have some bread, which is clearly made from wheat spelt bread, although it is stuffy at least to satisfy their hunger.

The unsatisfied army vented the captured woman or beat other prisoners.

At least Rurik restrained his subordinates. He allowed Balmerk's allies to do anything wrong, and he couldn't control it originally.

In the end, only the old priest and the five young priests who were captured were able to be sheltered.

The tragedy made them angry, but true martyrs were extremely rare. They could not commit suicide and did not provoke Rurik to be killed.

Rurik stayed in the relatively dry monastery to continue interrogating the desolate old priest.

"Soon, we will leave. I'm going to attack Tamworth and get the treasure. Now tell me why there are almost no men in the city. Your stupid lord thinks a group of women can guard the city?"

The old priest reluctantly explained: "Because the earl took the men to attack the north, all the blacksmiths in the city were taken away. The women here are the wives of those men."

"Oh? Is that so? I can tell you that those men were all killed by us, maybe even your lords have their heads chopped off."

"Ah!" The old priest really heard the young man's Latin explanation, and the news revealed by his words was really amazing.

The old priest tremblingly asked, "Could it be that our king was really defeated?"

"Yes, even killed. You know the Vikings? We are the Vikings, and now this is the land of the Vikings. If you want to survive, you locals must accept our rule."

"What? Patra, you are silent. Is it hatred?"

"..." The old priest twisted his head aside noncommittal.

"It's okay, we are about to attack Tamworth. We are already allied with Northumbria. The coalition forces will destroy Mercia, and we will leave tomorrow."

The old pastor turned his mind and immediately asked, "You, what do you want me to do. I also want to know why you know the sacred language."

"Latin? You don't need to know. Now, I order you to lead me."

Rurik didn't expect this person to cooperate immediately, and he said: This is a war that has only been seen by the country, not a robbery or looting at all. Northumbria formed an alliance with us last year, and Mercia attacked Northumbria. Riya, it's war against us. I'm afraid you never cared about these things, but the bishop of Northumbria is dead, and the man from Erinred is very anxious. What do you think of yourself? Be the bishop of Northumbria , You have this qualification."

The old pastor who was hesitant and fearful, his attitude changed miraculously.

"I do, as long as you don't destroy the sacred faith."

"Is this willing to cooperate? Very good."

Rurik believed in this man's cooperative attitude, and the spared priest was entrapped in the army.

They are just priests and monks, their daily lives are similar to ascetics, and it turns out that there are really no gold and silver treasures in the Lindsay Monastery.

The priests don't care about the relationship between Earl Lindsay and the Mercia royal family and other earls. They only care about the preaching of the priests stationed in various monasteries and how many lambs they have saved.

The old priest had only one request, that is, the allied forces of the Vikings and Northumbria attack Tamworth or other places, and they must not kill arbitrarily.

This humble request, Rurik only verbally promised.

Even if the Balmerks want to rule the Lindsay area, they are not going to stay away now. Magnuth didn't even plan to detain a soldier, nor was he interested in capturing captives.

After breaking the city, the army rested for a day, and began a new journey the next day.

The corpses of those enemies who died in battle were simply thrown outside the city, and all the women and children under control were released, and even Lindsay City was directly abandoned.

Rurik took a batch of wheat from here, and the Balmerks took a bit of softness. Those who were released watched the terrible army destroy the only wooden bridge, and sat on their boats to continue upstream, waiting for them to go away. Just fled in all directions.

The entire population of the Earl of Lindsay is not much, but only 30,000. They live scattered in more than 200 small and large villages in the Earl of Lindsay with an area of more than 7,000 square kilometers. It seems that there are many people, but the population is really affected. Seriously diluted, its war potential has also become very weak.

The population of the entire Messiah is three times larger than that of Northumbria. This seems to be a lot, but it is actually only four to five million people. The population is distributed in the jurisdiction of various lords. The "Middle Mercia" area under the direct rule of the king is naturally the most populous, but it does not achieve an overwhelming advantage at all. After decades of chaos, the lords of various places were embarrassed. After the restoration of Wiglav, the power was unstable. The huge Mercia was not monolithic at all. The lords would follow the right king based on the principle of maximizing profit.

Liurik knew this only from the attitude of the people in the Lindsay area. The captives had no sense of the Viking army attacking their country. They only cared about their own lives, and it didn't matter whether the country was in danger.

It's understandable when you think about it, how Tamworth's situation has something to do with Lindsay's farmer. If there were no wars, these farmers could live a whole life on one acre and three quarters of land within their sight! Even if Lindsay arrives at Tamworth, sailing against the current is only a day's voyage. What they are most concerned about is the grain harvest and how much taxes should be paid to the Lord Earl this year.

The rain continued, and Rurik was fortunate that both his people and allies were of good physical fitness, and there were no signs of plague in the army.

Could this rain in late summer and early autumn last for half a month?

The rain brought trouble to the army, dialectically speaking, it also severely restricted the military strength of the Messiah.

About evening, the Viking army had already rushed to Tamworth.

"That's your capital?" Rurik asked the old priest.

What an experience it was to board the barbarian's ship, he thought of Noah's Ark. The old priest carried the drizzle and said, "That is indeed Tamworth. It is the largest city in Mercia."

"It's indeed a big city." Rurik squinted, and he couldn't see the details of the city in the drizzle. Only in terms of the outline, it did have a York-like scale, or even larger.

He saw that this city built by the water had a circle of stone walls, among which there was a taller stone fortress, which should be the king's inner city.

The old priest revealed more information, that the king's fortress was on the mound in the city, and the monastery was also built there.

"Are there any treasures in the castle?" Rurik asked knowingly.

"Yes, treasure. After you take the gold and silver, don't hurt the people."

"I will try my best to restrain my subordinates, but I need wheat. As long as I get enough wheat, I will be satisfied."

Rurik had no intention of talking nonsense with this person, and immediately commanded his Rus army to disembark.

They landed in the rain, and a team carried an axe to destroy all the wooden bridges that had used the Trent River.

Attack immediately? Obviously out of date.

Magnuth and Biyuni couldn't wait. When they saw the big city, they wanted to start plundering immediately. Rrik was shocked that they were so impatient, and they immediately refused to bring their own soldiers to cooperate. This also forced them to suspend the offensive. .

The Ross people are busy unloading the ship's torsion slingshot and catapult, and are busy installing them on carts as mobile weapons.

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Rurik was even setting up a tent, so Magnuth called this step by step a waste of opportunity, and he was suffocated in his heart. The bad rainy weather made the anger worse.

The tents were still set up, and the army built camps in the small woods along the river.

A large group of armed men suddenly appeared, and the villagers living near Tamworth discovered the situation.

The villagers fled into the city. The residents of Wangcheng who had been tossed by the rain and the rain heard the news. They first ran to the city to find out, and then were frightened at a loss and instinctively closed the city gate.

Who are they? This is what Wangcheng wants to know most.

Is it the Wessex army? I am afraid this is the greatest possibility.

The kingdom has only been out of Wessex's rule for three years. That year, the man who loved to take a bath led his troops to Tamworth and forced the king to submit.

Today's king is a tough one, but the great king Wigraf has gone to the north with his elite soldiers. Does it mean that King Wessex feels that the opportunity has come again? If Wessex attacked, why didn't the lord and earl of the south report to the capital?

Prince Bot Woolf, the first heir to the throne, had been appointed by his father to act as the agent of state affairs. Now the young prince has encountered the biggest test of his life.

The inner capital of the capital was immediately plunged into chaos. Rumors were everywhere, and nearby people were pouring into the city, further aggravating the chaos!

"Chief guard! Lead troops to arrest the rumors spreader and **** them to the city square!"

"Grain officer, open the granary to distribute part of the grain!"

"Guardian of the city gates, immediately close all four doors, and everyone is not allowed to go out or in."

"Centurions, gather your soldiers. If the number is not enough, they will be arrested from the people. I have given my order that men who are fifteen years old must take up weapons and you control them."

"My Lord Bishop, parade with the sacred vessels to appease the people and comfort them that Tamworth is safe."

It has to be said that only in terms of issuing the decree, the "Prince of Supervision" Bot Woolf made a smart and correct choice.

However, it takes time to implement these decrees, but the most important thing is to stabilize people's hearts, especially one thing that must be done-to kill those who disseminate failed speeches.

Soon, a group of "traitors" who spread unfavorable remarks were arrested. Even if someone cried out injustice, their solution would be to hang them in the city square tomorrow.

Under the tense atmosphere, Bot Woolf couldn't sleep at all. When the soldiers reported that they had caught a group of people who spread the message, and there was no chaos in the city, his nervousness was slightly relieved.

He silently prayed that the armed crowd and the weird ship that came suddenly would not suddenly attack, as long as he gave himself a little time, he would be able to arm the people in the city to form a defense army.

Suddenly, a bell rang in my ears.

"Stupid priest, you can only calm the hearts of the people with the people praying, and you can pray to God to destroy the enemy. You actually celebrate Mass at night!"

Bot Woolf was more pragmatic than his father, and he opposed his father Wigraf going to the border to seek provocations from neighboring countries, even if the royal authority was established, he should not do so. However, he did not deny that a strange army was approaching the city. If he took the city garrison to defend the city, his prestige would increase, and the authority of the royal family would naturally be elevated.

Crisis and opportunities are always accompanied, and Bot Woolf sleeps unconsciously in astonishment. He changed into chain mail and personally took his attendants to supervise the recruitment of soldiers.

This night, the rain finally stopped!

The world is still wet. Ross and Balmerk's army hurriedly attacked a nearby man to go to the empty village and set the dry wood on fire. This gave everyone who was wet finally had a chance to dry their clothes.

The coalition forces were busy cooking wheat, and the soldiers discussed each other's plans for the big men. On the other hand, the soldiers who destroyed the two bridges also returned.

Leurik's big tent was gone, and Magnuth was still complaining, and his words would inevitably carry a trace of anger.

"My son, are you planning to attack tomorrow?"

"Do not!"

"Huh? Did I get it wrong?" Magnut was taken aback again.

"We are not on a firm footing now, and see that the world around us is still muddy. Such an environment is not suitable for combat. I am worried about some things. I don't plan to take risks."

"What's so scary? Is it because it rains or snows to declare no war? Real warriors don't do it. You said that we just arrived and our footing is unstable, and it is not appropriate to launch an attack suddenly. I understand. Do we have a rest after a night? Still can't attack again?" Bijuni was sharpened, "I took my brother and attacked with a ladder, and soon won."

"It's best if you win quickly. But I have a bad feeling that we will be in danger if we attack the city by force."

"There is nothing to be afraid of." Now even Arik said the same.

Rurik shook his head and looked at the left and right. It seemed that all the tents were impatient quick-fighters. He patted his chest and raised his voice loudly: "I am the commander-in-chief, listen to me! I destroy the bridge, which means that the enemy's possible support is cut off. If we attack the city rashly, once the enemy is prepared, we may die hundreds of people! I feel that the situation is not right, and the capital of Mercia must be prepared."

Rurik suddenly became cautious, and everyone was puzzled. When he talked about possible casualties, everyone had to think about it. He was cautious for a reason, because the old priest claimed that the city had always had city defense measures to guard against Wessex's crusade. Before attacking Lindsay's Shun, in fact, there is almost no city defense in that city. Now facing Tamworth, who has always been defensive, it is not smart to attack with arrogant soldiers.

"We still have to wait! After waiting for the Northumbrian army to arrive, we will work together to attack the city."

"Is this necessary? Those cowards! If they have the strength, they would have launched an offensive a long time ago." Arik continued to disdain.

"It is very necessary. Once the attack is strong, let them attack, and we can help from the rear. Let the Northumbrians and Messiaians fight to death, and the best interests are for us."

Rurik felt that his arrangement was the best, but the people present were still eager to fight. Some people even think that passing the chance of a deadly battle to the fool of Northumbria is to shame the real Odin's warriors.

Arik yelled: "My dear brother, please recognize the reality. Not only Balmerk friends, but we are also eager to play. What kind of oil did you get in Lindsay City? Everyone wants meat! Yes! Eat wheat! You need gold and silver treasures. Everyone is following you because you can bring victory and wealth after victory. We are now strong and we have to wait for those guys? Even if what you say makes sense, in my opinion, I still take With an attack from the First Banner, I can kick open the wooden door of Tamworth with one foot."

The cousin's words are really a headache, which is equivalent to saying that his decision and his brother also readily expressed their opposition.

storm? At the moment when the enemy's situation is unknown, there is a high probability that it is going to die.

Looking at the current situation again, it is obvious that if an attack is not launched, some people must act arbitrarily. For example, in the Balmerk army, a large group of them only obeyed Magnuth's orders, and as long as the old guy was willing, they would attack.

Hold the soldiers and set up the army to frighten the Messiah with a large army, and at the same time your army makes the necessary preparations before the siege, and this battle will go smoothly.

This wishful thinking seems to have to be adjusted, because the old man Magnuth has spoken, and he even put on the pretence of "King of the Kingdom of York", speaking on behalf of all Balmerk allies.

"Rurik! My child, your caution is unnecessary. I have already decided that I will take the army to attack the city tomorrow. I have sufficient experience in how to attack the city. You Russ had better support us, if not. It doesn't matter."

"But father...I am the commander-in-chief, you should continue to obey my decision."

Hearing it, Magnut laughed directly, showing his broken teeth, laughing very freely.

"What's to be cautious about. If a warrior dies in battle, it is his fate. Rurik, I am the king, am I not? Crusade against Northumbria, brothers support you as the commander in command. We are crusade against Mercia now. , I'm going to fight against them as the Kingdom of York, you should actually follow my command. Maybe your decision is correct, and everyone's attitude is very determined. You should make good use of tonight to prepare, we Balmerks will act tomorrow, Your arrows must be well supported."

Rurik was baring his teeth. He always served as the military commander in these years, but this time he felt isolated for the first time.

An arrogant white-bearded old man stood in front of him, even if he was his father-in-law.

Rurik was furious and stamped his feet with anger.

Once a man has mastered power and achieved success, does he necessarily forget about it because of his pride? Today's Magnuth is clearly such a person.

Rurik was quite cautious, but he didn't want to be controlled by others.

"Father." He was righteous, "I dare you to say that if you act tomorrow, you will inevitably encounter setbacks. We don't even know how the enemy's city defenses are. Why don't you launch a tentative attack? If you want to attack, can you afford to lose?"

Is Magnuth getting angry too, or for the first time to lose his temper to his son-in-law: "You? Are you cursing me for failing? We are an alliance, so you are not afraid to look forward to my good?"

"Because it is the Alliance, you should follow my command as you did in the past. Father, ask yourself, which time the Balmerks won in Britain was not won by my command?"

This is indeed the case, and Magnut can't deny it either.

It seems that two people, one big and one small, are arguing, but in fact the two are considered to be the same age.

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Rurik was unable to persuade Magnut that this old man who was eager for wealth and power had his own difficulties, because he regarded the conquest of the Mecian capital of Tamworth as his greatest achievement in the last stage of his life. For this, what's wrong with paying a lot of people's lives to perfect yourself? Besides, the Balmerk warriors who landed in Britain all pointed to the fortunes who sacked Tamworth.

Magnut simply yelled: "Tomorrow, I will lead the army to a pure Balmerk victory. Lurik, you are too cautious. You can help the battle without the soldiers, but if you do that, follow In our tradition, you also have no right to enter the city to plunder."

It may be too reluctant to persuade an old stubborn. Lurik considered that the covenant between the two sides will be very necessary for at least the next ten years. This time, he must be forced to bow.

Arrived under Tamworth in the evening, and launched a storm the next morning.

Then hit it! Magnut would rather die more people for glory, so he let him do it. I really want to be benevolent, and Lurik just wants to provide remote support in the rear.