Chapter 1393: Continuing to Add Fuel to the War
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Is it appropriate for the king's army to come? have no idea.
Fisk knew very well that his duty was to stay in Riga and wait for the arrival of King Rus' army to join forces and officially start the western expedition to Frank.
Although the expedition to Semigalia started with the local Danish immigrants and Latvians in Riga was reasonable, the degree of rationality was limited.
Why bother? Even if you want to take the overland route across the Courland Peninsula to the so-called "West Coast" more quickly, you don't necessarily have to pass through the Mezotne of the Semigalians.
It is undeniable that after occupying this city, the Russian land forces will be able to travel better across the land in the future and reach the so-called Cherbourg (Liepāja) at a faster speed.
Because the lower course of the Shvet River in this era extended northeastward and then entered the Lielupe River near the inner city of Mezot, rather than further north.
The Shvet River is a good access road when it freezes in winter, and its banks are still open to traffic. Its upper reaches extend to the west, and Ostein and his party, who sell amber, came this way.
Mezotne was a transportation hub in itself, and now it has become a large military camp of the Russian-Latvian coalition. With the mound altar as the center, more than 4,000 soldiers are stationed here.
The leader's home became Fisk's command center and residence. The buildings in the entire city were well preserved, and most of the soldiers lived in the city.
The inner city of Mezot changed its owner, and Fisk immediately launched targeted defenses after using it as a military camp.
His defense was not only reflected in the arrangement of scout cavalry as sentries in the distance to guard against the enemy
People's strong counterattack.
The Semigalians don't care about the god Ross. As for the Latvians who also believe in the same great god Divas, those guys don't care what they have to do with Ross. Since they are Ross's allies, they must obey Ross's arrangements.
As a result, the mound altar in Mezot was completely destroyed. Fisk ordered a watchtower to be built on it, and arranged for several brothers with good eyesight to take turns to sit on it and look around, so that they could stay at the commanding heights in the flat land. , facing the inevitable marching route of the river and the riverside area, if the enemy appears, it will be observed by lookouts from a far distance - Fisk did not completely place his hope on the reconnaissance of the scout cavalry for the sake of safety.
The ceremonial pillars that formed the main body of the altar were not demolished. Instead, a simple tower was quickly built using them as key wooden stakes.
The watchtower alone was not enough. A wooden beam from a demolished house was used as a flagpole. It stood on the top of the mound that was once the altar. The largest Russian flag retained by the entire army was hung and fluttering in the wind.
A large number of Ross flags were hung in conspicuous positions, and the entire army under the flags entered a state of combat readiness.
Soldiers are required to be ready at all times so that they can immediately jump into battle if the enemy counterattacks.
Fisk thought very well. He could order his cavalry and Little Spyut's infantry very well, but it was a bit difficult to dispatch Stekander's Danish warriors.
As for the unprecedented expeditionary force composed of various Latvian villagers, they are clearly a group of rogue bandits that are difficult to control!
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With no other choice, Fisk could only ask the village leaders, the sons of Boyars in each village, to resolutely maintain their
The subordinates were conscientious, refraining from retreating without permission and not advancing rashly, and stayed in Mezot until the arrival of King Rus.
But when exactly do we have to wait?
The weather was not very good today, or in other words, there was only a dark cloud in this area. After a short light rain, the weather cleared up.
The ground became a little wetter, which was a really bad experience for the soldiers stationed there.
Fortunately, the temperature was very suitable, so people took off their wet clothes and lit bonfires in the riverside area outside the city to bake.
They even jumped into the Lielupe River to wash off the mud and skin flakes, especially the Latvian militiamen. They even brought fishing hooks and nets with them when fighting, and they caught some fresh river food by the river to make tooth offerings.
On the first day after the rain, there was silence in the wooden house of the command post.
Fisk sat here calmly. He put his armor aside and dressed simply.
There was a pottery basin in front of him, with some charcoal fire burning in it silently roasting the hanging bronze pot - he just wanted to drink some hot scented tea.
Today, Stekander is also sitting here. He is also having nothing to do, and he is looking forward to the pot of scented tea being brewed and drinking it comfortably.
After all, the river water always has a muddy smell. If you want the river water to be comfortable, just add some dried chrysanthemums and boil it and drink it slowly.
"Now, are your people always ready?" Fisk asked casually.
Stekander, who had nothing to do, kept talking: "Of course I am prepared. But... only God knows whether and when the enemy will counterattack."
"They will definitely counterattack. Based on my sufficient combat experience, I estimate that as long as those guys are not cowards who dare to lead the way to death, they will be killed in Mezot
We killed at least three thousand people, and such a great hatred would force them to counterattack with all their might. "
"Is this... really what you hoped for?"
"I hope. I don't hope either." Fisk shrugged: "Didn't we discuss it in Riga? After all, isn't this what you want to see?"
"But. If this is true, the scale of the war has exceeded my imagination. I... do not intend to fight a decisive battle with the Semigalians that will determine the future. At least not now." Stekander stated truthfully. own voice.
"The porridge has been cooked, it's too late to say anything. Anyway, we have won a big victory and the losses can be ignored. The advantage is mine. Now we just need to wait quietly for King Ross to come."
Fisk reminded Stekander: "It's already June now, what on earth is the king doing? He wants to go on an expedition to Frank. The sea has already thawed, so why hasn't his army reached Riga yet?"
"Perhaps they are making more careful preparations. Many nobles in Frank are strong. Although Ross won three years ago, the price he paid was not small." Fisk did not recall the past. He straightened his body and said, "Your Majesty will not Break your promise, unless there is something more important than the expedition to Frank. Where can there be anything more important? I just want to guard this Mezoten. No matter what happens, I will never do it before the king's land troops arrive. Retreating."
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Stekander felt that this bald boy was a resolute defender, but with the terrifying combat effectiveness displayed by the Ross cavalry, why did he need to show a fearless posture? With such a strong army, the Russian cavalry will not take the initiative to continue attacking Semigalian cities and villages.
If you keep a low profile and be kind, do you really have to worry about the enemy's counterattack?
"Hehehehe." Stekander tugged his beard slightly and laughed: "Whatever your arrangement is! Since you think highly of the enemy, I also believe that those guys are brave men. So, you take the job of escorting the loot back to Riga. Is it really appropriate to leave it to that boy?"
Fisk nodded: "Erik Spuyutson, this kid has a lot of future. He is Spuyut's eldest son. I trust this kid, and it is estimated that only his words will convince Spuyutson." Very convinced."
"Continue to ship a batch of food...I think it's a bit unnecessary." Stekander said casually.
"Hey, I want more than just food! I also want more arrows, and those who escort the supplies. They will act as infantry to strengthen our strength."
"Hey, you just think too highly of the enemy. You blindly think that they will counterattack in a big way. If that is the case, I have nothing to say about you trying to increase the number of troops. But in my opinion, it is unnecessary."
After all, Stekander saw a scene of corpses strewn across the field. The brown-yellow feathers of the arrows looked like ears of wheat, and the corpses lay in extremely dense piles on top of each other. He participated in the counterattack against Smolensk more than half a year ago. The war at that time did not seem to be as tragic as the Battle of Mezotny in which he directly participated.
He has always been biased against Semigalia. Ten years ago, the Danish warriors in Riga were the victors. Ten years later, Riga joined forces with Ross and achieved greater results.
Semigalia should have been a dog with broken bones. Thinking that the soldiers had collected the corpses of more than 3,000 enemy soldiers, it is hard to imagine that Semigalia could
can afford such a loss.
Only Fisk always believed that the enemy would counterattack with all its strength, while Stekander felt that the enemy's supreme leader would bring a batch of tribute to Mezotne to pay tribute.
At this time, a small fleet of boats was drifting down the Lielupe River as fast as possible.
Young Erik Spjutsson, as a new generation of old Russians and the next generation of Earl of Saaremaa, he needs a series of military exploits to be worthy of the title he will inherit. He is also very stubborn. boy.
The young man was ordered to report back to Riga with a batch of trophies. He felt that he had to act quickly. After arriving in Riga to meet his father, he had to hurry up and rush back to Mezotne where the flag was flying.
Completely different from Stekander's estimation, the young man believed in Brother Fisk's words.
This little Spute and Fisk had the same origin, so they naturally had a partial blood relationship. The younger brother was very willing to believe in his older brother. He was convinced of the enemy's massive invasion, but he didn't want to miss him when the decisive battle broke out. On a trip.
Most of the spoils were old iron tools and a large number of wooden farm tools. Although the Russian army regarded them as garbage, they were a good thing that Latvian farmers loved to see. To a large extent, Erik Spjutsson was not transporting loot to Ross, but throwing a bunch of it to Riga and waiting for the Latvians to claim the pile of rags when the war was over.
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The practicality of the trophies was far less than their symbolic value. The young man was proud of the spring breeze. The longship flying the flag of Rus firmly seized the ample daylight and rushed to Riga in just two days to meet his father.
Meet the old Spyut.
He didn't care about his fatigue. The fleet had just arrived at the port unexpectedly and was in a hurry to unload its cargo.
The mess was still on the shore, attracting a large number of people in Riga in a short period of time. The news soon spread to Spuyut's ears. Surprised by his son's sudden return, he hurried to the dock to find out what was going on.
As a result, little Spyut was taken back to the count's mansion by his father, and the brothers who were responsible for escorting the goods were also entertained, and some of them also entered the count's chamber as guests.
The old father was very fond of his son who had made meritorious deeds, and wished that the child would make new meritorious deeds repeatedly.
Little Eric devoured a cod and a large bowl of porridge, and burped happily, as if all the fatigue caused by paddling had disappeared.
"Did the battle win? Your uncle Fisk wiped out many Semigalians? That Mezotne was finally occupied?" The sword son ate and drank well, and Spyut's big mouth was like a barrage of cannons. Pop up.
Seeing this, little Eric had to answer his father's questions sentence by sentence.
In addition, he also presented a personal letter from Fisk.
A phrase was written on the cardboard in very traditional rune script: "I am Fisk. Give me food, give me arrows, give me warriors, give me more, and prepare for a decisive battle."
In the past, runes were carved on wooden boards and stones with knives, so they were always horizontally, vertically, and angular. When written on paper, they would become sloppy.
The army of King Rus had not arrived yet, which forced Spuyut himself, who was supposed to lead the fleet to patrol the sea, to stay in Riga with some brothers. for
To welcome King Rus' navy to dock, he specially sent people to repair the old pier in Riga, and inserted a batch of new pine wood as base stakes in the silt city. A batch of new trestles are still being built in the ding-ding-bang-bong area. .
Considering that many ships can reach the shore by washing up on the beach, Spuyut also selected a beach in Riga with a lot of fine sand as a beaching place. He believed that Riga could fully accommodate the Ross Expeditionary Force.
However, waiting slowly turned into torture, and the only thing left to revive this old guy was the expedition to Semigalia.
He understood the scrawled words on the letter, although he was a little skeptical of Fisk's words. What if? If the enemy really counterattacks with all his strength and the Ross army makes some mistakes, he will be jointly and severally responsible.
Spyut knew very well King Rurik's attitude towards cavalry.
The so-called cavalry suffered great losses on the Frankish battlefield, which can only be explained as a helpless fate. God only knows how angry the king would be if the cavalry suffered losses due to their involvement in the "Rosthemigalian War" launched at the wrong time.
The increase in troops is not a problem, but Riga lost a number of warriors in the war more than half a year ago. If they recruit more troops, they can only ask a group of fishermen to join the army.
Spjut did not hesitate, and gratifyingly, when he raised the recruiting flag, a large number of Riga's Latvian fishermen gathered happily under the flag. They are fishermen and ethnic Latvians. However, they have long been separated from the inland villages. They live in the city of Riga and make a living by fishing, and then profit from selling the catch and crude sea salt.
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These fishermen are very repulsive
Risky, so that on the surface they have become Varangian, but in their hearts they lack the enterprising spirit of the real Danish Varangians. They wanted stability, but faced with what they thought was a sure-win situation, a group of fishermen didn't want to miss the opportunity.
At least for the Semigalians, they always have some winner's mentality in their hearts. In the past, the immigrants were not willing to actively provoke those guys. Their confidence came from the beautiful defensive counterattack ten years ago. In fact, the fishermen did not actually participate in the battle. Instead, they rowed their boats to facilitate the Danish immigrant mercenaries who had paid for them, causing the Danish mercenaries to suddenly cross the river in large numbers and destroy the Semigalian military camp with a beautiful surprise attack.
The situation this time seems to be similar to that of ten years ago. The fishermen's job is still to transport people and goods. In addition, the expeditionary force is in urgent need of a large amount of food, which means that their new catches and previously made dried fish can be sold quickly.
So, Spuyut quickly gathered ten long boats and thirty fishing boats. The arrows that were supposed to be sold to the King of Rus, Spuyut simply bought a batch of them himself and encouraged the arrow-making craftsmen in Riga to donate them. , one said that he directly brought his own bow and arrow to join the army.
Fishermen, handicraftsmen, and even local Latvian businessmen in Riga, to a large extent they are the first citizens of the city. They are strongly resistant to risks. However, when everyone believes that military operations are guaranteed to make a profit, the situation changes from Exclusion becomes overinvestment.
Making war fortune is a shortcut to getting rich, and the merchant family has a grand reason to send their servants to fight - defeating Semigalia in a decisive battle, Riga's commercial security will always be guaranteed.
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Puyut himself still would not leave Riga. He himself continued to increase his efforts for this temporary battle. To this end, he exchanged a batch of money he had plundered in the past for arrows made by locals in Riga as his own An important investment in the war effort.
As long as they participate in the war, they have the right to plunder the spoils. The Latvians in the city of Riga pieced together an armed force of 400 people. Spuyut then recruited some people from the Ross community and the Danish community in the city, so some blond-haired women They also took their battle axes and bucklers and jumped on board the ship - they wanted to fight alongside their husbands who were stationed in Mezot.
As for the others, it doesn't matter whether they fight or not. Wouldn't it be a good thing to seize the opportunity to loot the daily necessities in Mezotne? Even if the enemy launches a counterattack, the powerful Ross army will destroy them. By then, brothers They followed the Russian army to fight a smooth battle. When the Russians had no time to clean the battlefield, they took the time to pick up the corpses of the killed Semigalians.
All abandoned weapons and farm tools must be taken away, as well as blood-stained linen clothes and crude shoes.
So, this time, Eric Puyutson, this time the young man led a "rabble" of various ulterior motives in a short period of time, under the orders of his father, and rowed a variety of boats, consisting of as many as four hundred people. With human power, he rushed towards Mezotne as fast as possible.
Rus-Latvia was working hard to pay for the war, so that eventually the number of armed men stationed in Mezot would swell to more than five thousand.
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It would be a waste of effort if the war fails to start. The distant scout Chi
There was no news for a long time, so Fisk couldn't help but feel a little suspicious while waiting: "It would be too embarrassing if the fight couldn't start. Should I take the initiative to attack? No! I can't. It won't matter if those people still don't come to fight. Come and surrender, and when I join King Rus, after the army marches westward, I will burn Mezotne with fire, and the rest of the villages will be burned clean."
However, Fisker's wait was short-lived. The scout cavalry was operating in the area of today's Bauska City. They were too bored to explore the so-called "T-junction" formed by two rivers.
Some scouts quietly explored the village of Shangzemi that had been looted. They were deeply baffled by the disaster that had occurred here. But a few days later, the scout cavalry who boldly wandered through empty villages and towns that clearly smelled of fireworks suddenly saw figures shaking in the distance and the dense array of spears.
As those waterways merge and the figures approach, isn't this the Semigalian revenge army that the boss expected?
The scout cavalry whipped his riding whip, and the horse disappeared in a flash... For the fastest updated and error-free novel reading, please visit your mobile phone: