The Ross people stared at the approaching enemies, and they completed the formation in the cramped place, and the hateful faces were clearly visible. Those armored infantry and horsemen were completely hiding behind the shield wall, and the Ruths denounced him as a coward, but they soon stopped scolding.

The mercenaries shouted one after another: "They are going to shoot arrows! Hurry up!"

The voice just fell, everyone's ears were full of swishes.

Arrows fall from the sky. They are not dense. In order to avoid hitting the arrows, the guards hide them well.

The arrow crackled on the roof, the wall, or the guard's wooden shield.

They struggled to pick up the arrows they found, and threw them to their own bow-holders. They ridiculed: "The Danes think that they can shoot us this way, but they are just giving them arrows. They will eventually die of their own arrows. "

This is probably the truth, the blue fox even hopes that the enemy can shoot more arrows, so that his lack of arrows can be alleviated.

Things are quite disappointing to everyone. The Danish archer's shooting stopped after only a while.

This situation is so angry that people yelled, "You continue to shoot arrows! We are still waiting to be captured..."

There are also angry people who changed their previous tacit understanding. Many people simply showed their entire bodies from their hiding places. They stood on a wooden wall with small wooden boxes under their feet so that they could be exposed above their knees. With their backs to the enemy in the future, the next step is to lift their robes to reveal the white flowers.

This scene made Stade extremely nauseous with anger, and it also caused an uproar in the entire Danish army.

"The hateful Ross people are actually humiliating me. Keep shooting arrows! Shoot those exposed bastards!"

Originally, Stard thought it would be enough to shoot one round, but five hundred arrows were obviously not enough to kill Ross' morale. Now that there are still a lot of arrows on hand, continue shooting.

He ordered his subordinates to distribute all the arrows, and passed the command to the archer: "Shoot all the arrows!"

In fact, there are not many backup arrows, and everyone gets ten more arrows.

Could it be that a huge army is equipped with a thousand arrows? If those city residents who flee from the war can leave more arrows, the situation will naturally be better. The fact is that clever forest hunters followed the fleeing citizens and fled to the south with their wives and children. They were blessed by the Franks of Schleswig.

The provocative means received a modest response, and the Ross people did not receive sufficient arrows to supplement them. What is even more disgusting is that there are still many arrows falling outside the fortress.

Someone tried to pick it up along the rope, but was directly stopped by the old mercenary.

The behavior of the Danish army also proved another thing, that is, their shooters are a bunch of fools!

The arrows were all fired, and Stad cursed secretly: "Is your awe-inspiring still there?"

Looking back at his Danish army, even if it is a large group of armed bandits, the momentum of these guys is just vigorous.

He signaled his subordinates to continue blowing the horns. Amid the dull horns, the Danish army, which is now dominated by bandits, began to attack with as many as twenty ladders.

Like a herd of cows running, the battle has begun.

The Blue Fox personally ordered the Ruth, who had been waiting for work and was supplemented by arrows, immediately launched a counterattack.

The arrows of the Ross people fell from the sky, and some Danes stumbled on the arrows, and some unlucky ones were directly trampled by their own people. The casualties are unknown. Seeing that their own people were injured, more people directly lifted their shields on their heads, so as to basically cut off the blow of the arrow projectile.

But this behavior directly brightened the unarmored chest to the crossbowman and became an excellent target.

Blue Fox looked stern. He saw an enemy hit by a crossbow and fell directly to the ground. The shooter on the roof seized the commanding heights, and the shooting was more accurate. However, the number of shooters in Ross is too small to contain the enemy's charge.

Besides, this group of fanatics is indeed not like the last time. It seems that they have made it clear that they will not retreat unless they destroy the shop fortress.

Paid a few casualties, the Danish gangs of the gang troops rushed under the wooden wall smoothly. They saw the corpse of the previous war dead. The corpse was gray and black, and they could smell the stench and see the black blood flowing out.

They are not afraid of hacking and killing, and even violently enjoy the feeling of killing in the blood. They only feel strong discomfort in the face of the stench after death, and many people even vomit directly.

The battle is still going on, the long ladder has already been built, and the shield is behind him again, and the brave gang warrior starts to climb with an axe and a short sword in his mouth. The soldiers on standby under the wooden wall also used short spears to help out, trying to stab the Ross people on the wall.

The Ross people who have the advantage of high ground are killing the enemies who climb the wall, but their strength is too small. Except for the archers who keep shooting arrows, the others have to stare at 20 ladders, so that an average of two or three people have to take care of them. One.

The climbers were unprepared when they climbed. They were stabbed and dropped by the Ross people who were waiting to work. Soon the second person began to climb again.

The Ross people gritted their teeth and struggled to maintain the wooden wall defense line. They are creating a large number of killings. Unexpectedly, the enemy is besieging tirelessly.

Although the shop fortress is circular, its scale is actually very small. More than a thousand Danish bandits surrounded it, because the first ascendants can give priority to looting Jinshan Yinshan, making them seem to drink priest herbs and become a group of madmen. Warriors generally climb recklessly and fearlessly.

The bandit gang stood on the corpse of their companions and continued to attack. Their burst of fighting will really surprised Stad who was deliberately waiting in the rear. Although he asked for no distinction between primary and secondary attacks, Stoude was not stupid enough to let his own soldiers be the vanguard. He expected the Russ to resist desperately, and also expected a group of shirtless bandits to be frustrated.

He saw the potential of the gangsters. If these people are all managed by themselves, wouldn't they be a strong soldier if they were trained and replaced with good weapons?

His centurion saw that the gangsters were fighting fiercely, so he was anxious to persuade him: "My lord, should our brothers be dispatched? Our war pigs rushed up, and the brothers swarmed and shot in gold."

The so-called war pig is the name of the engineering rush car built by Stadt. The wild boar's pigs rush forward with strong destructive power, and the wild boar has only this trick to kill, and the thick skin is not easy to kill.

These characteristics also have siege carts, and for the time being, Stad still asks his soldiers to stand still.

He signaled: "I only have a cooperative relationship with the gang. I want to continue to let the gray wolf Karl give some blood to kill them. In the future, we will stay in Hezeby and there will be no gangs sharing power with our brothers."

"My lord is wise." As soon as the voice fell, the Centurion laughed.

"Let them fight fiercely and let them grab some gold and silver first? We will rule Hazeby in the future and not everyone will make a fortune. This can also weaken the strength of the Ross people... inform the brothers, now do a good job in promoting the war pigs. The preparations, dare to cut off the attacker without authorization!"

The gray wolf Carl who was fighting on the front line had **** eyes. He and his guys had temporarily forgotten about Stade, as if this battle belonged to a private grievance between the gang and the Ross people. It is true that a group of Carl's younger brothers were killed by the Ross people, this kind of shame is too useless without revenge.

A group of corpses were already lying under the wall. Some of the wounded were stabbed by short spears and sharp swords. Although the wounds were fatal and would not die for a while, they were quickly trampled under the footsteps of their companions. The breastbone smashed to death.

Although the Ross mercenaries were fighting separately, they were surprised that none of them died, and although some were injured, it was just a slight injury to the elbow. The armored veterans encountered a group of weakened recruits who had suffered from the cold. In the ninth century, when fighting purely by brute force, how could they not take advantage of them?

Everyone on the Ross side was indeed out of breath, and there were more than a hundred people lying under the wall.

The old mercenaries are puzzled. What grudges and grievances make their opponents so crazy? Do they think the shops are full of gold and silver treasures? Pooh! There are only a pile of worthless wooden furniture and warm cloth blankets.

The arrow was about to be shot, and the archers paused, smashing them down with pottery urns and wooden blocks, throwing all kinds of things around. The archers, especially the crossbowmen, caused heavy casualties to the enemy, and more than a hundred people lost their combat effectiveness.

The bandit army was in the early days of a thousand. Over a period of time, more than 300 combat powers had been lost in the fierce battle. Their fighting momentum began to weaken, but the situation of the Rus was even worse.

The Ross mercenary was panting and coughing suddenly found that he was coughing up blood, gasping and breathing unexpectedly caused lung damage. Many people do feel weak, and they have also seen the mass death of the enemy, hoping to further kill the enemy before they die in battle.

At this point in the battle, the wall of the Rose shop was not broken, and the strong front entrance was not cared about, because through the crack of the door, all the heavy debris piled up behind was abandoned.

The chaotic battle continued, and the battle lasted from morning to noon.

Suddenly the horn blew again!

Stade, riding a horse, ate half a piece of sour brown bread, and greeted the soldiers who had just eaten the dry food: "Ross idiots are exhausted, and the bandit army is exhausted. The war pigs are dispatched! Let's go!"

Stad was dispatched himself, and once he goes out, the whole battle will be rewritten.

The Ross people, who were busy plugging leaks everywhere to maintain the wooden wall defense line, had no time to take care of the huge siege weapon that was approaching, and the war pigs also smoothly reached under the chaotic wooden wall.

The soldiers of the bandit gang turned away when they saw this thing appearing. The armored soldiers raised their shields above their heads with one hand, and continued to push the pig forward with the other.

The collision inevitably happened!

With just one hit, the people guarding the entire fence felt that the ground was shaking.

The centurion in armor was overjoyed, tearing his throat and continuing to order: "Keep on crashing, crash into the wall!"

Fighting pigs first retreated more than ten steps, and then was pushed into the wall by as many as forty people.

The Ross people can no longer be stunned, because the blue fox can only take out more than a dozen brothers to defend himself.

The remaining arrows are all obstructing the attacking car. The arrows were blocked by shields. Although some clay pots were thrown down, all actions could not stop the continuous impact of the car.

Is the final battle about to happen?

Blue Fox himself is at a loss, the experienced old mercenary already knows that the last moment has come.

He was grabbed by someone and stared at the old mercenary palely.

"My lord! Everything is over! You have to go into the lane and escape! Whether you can escape or not depends on the will of God!"

"Huh?" Blue Fox looked dumbfounded.

He was slapped abruptly by the old mercenary, and then he slapped the lost soul back: "My lord, run away! If you don't run away, you will die!"

"Then we will run away together."

"No. We will fight to the end. We are Odin's fighters and cannot escape."

Just as they were talking in a messy courtyard, the wooden wall collapsed! Even the Slavic warriors who were guarding the city wall fell down.

The offensive Danish army was shocked! The war pig smashed the wooden wall, and to Stade's surprise, his armored warrior did not charge first. Instead, more than a dozen gangsters took the lead.

The wooden wall is no longer necessary for defense. The Ross mercenaries quickly returned to their positions. They destroyed the crossbow and built a shield wall. The sword and the axe formed a circular line of defense around the largest building in the center. The Slavic warriors were really passionate, and did not participate in the construction of the shield wall. Instead, they yelled and held up their swords to fight with the first wave of enemies that rushed in, and died bravely in the chaos.

Only Vadi Zdalovic was awake after he was stabbed with a sword in his arm, clutching his injured left arm and crawling into the shield wall with a rolling belt.

The collapsed wooden wall quickly had a big opening, and the same exhausted gang fighters rushed in. The shield walls of both sides quickly collided together, and the most terrifying battle at zero distance began.

The casualties of the capable old Ross mercenaries began to appear. Some people began to be stabbed in a pool of blood, but more of the dead were still bandits.

At this moment, the armored Danes who were preparing to participate in the fight, they had just pulled the war pigs that broke the wall to the back and prepared to enter the fortress to fight, they saw the blood splashed by those who entered first.

It was clear that after fighting for so long, the Ross people actually still had the strength to continue fighting. Not to mention, they were killing people cleanly.

The centurion roared, and immediately he was anxious to line up to participate in the fight, but at the critical moment, he was stopped by Stard.

"My lord, shall we wait?"

The horse is neighing, shaking vigorously from left to right. Stade on horseback continued to order: "I will lead the cavalry to charge, and you will all retreat behind me."

"Huh? My lord, this puts you in danger."

"Never mind! Cavalry! Stand up your spear and prepare to attack!"

Stad had already ignored that there were gang fighters in front of him. Anyway, all the gang fighters who rushed in were killed, and some of the wounded ran out. Not to mention, more gangsters were actually watching the damaged door and wall. The ambitious gray wolf Carl paid a lot of casualties, but he finally persuaded him that he himself did not enter the breached fortress at all.

Obviously there are still people fighting the Ross Shield formation, and Stard has no longer cared about the life and death of these people.

The cavalry began to charge shortly. His mounts took the lead. The twenty shining spears moved forward in unison, forming a less commonly used Frankish cavalry tactic of wall-riding. The wall-riding force slammed into the Ross shield wall.

Only this one hit, the strong defense line collapsed for this reason, many exhausted mercenaries were directly pierced by spears ~ www.mtlnovel.com~ The others who were knocked down got up again and found that they were unable to form the team. Immediately after the armored and energetic "tactical reserve" rushed up, the Ross mercenary had no chance of winning under the absolute disadvantage.

However, these old mercenaries will not succumb until the last breath of the battle.

The blue fox hiding in the house saw this scene clearly. He had the last glimmer of fantasy, but now the fantasy is disillusioned.

He ignored Vadi Zdalovic's injury and pulled him directly to the entrance of the lane.

The entrance is in this mansion, the latch is hung on the gate, and he pulls the wooden cover that seals the alleyway.

"My lord? Shall we escape?"

"Yes. Run away." Blue Fox resolutely said.

"But my brothers are dead, I would rather fight to death with them."

"Fuzzy! Run with me now."

"Where can we escape?"

The blue fox couldn't bear it. He took the **** arm and jumped into the lane. Finally he didn't forget to put the lid on again. They marched in the dark alleys, and the fear of claustrophobia was no match for the fear of death.

He kept holding Vadi Zdalovic's arm: "You are very useful to Prince Ross, and I want you to live and avenge the Danes. Now escape with me, as long as you escape to the Frankish monastery, everything will be fine. Get better."

Yes, the blue fox thought of the promise of the guy Eskil in a desperate situation, as long as he decides to take refuge, the old guy will take it in under any circumstances.