Chapter 262 Kewen Wars III: The Lord of Salmon Has Descended

Finally, Yevro's crossbow team has arrived!

"Brothers! The first nine! The last ten! Get down on one knee!"

"Aim at the enemy you see and shoot the arrow!"

Yevro ordered his men to line up, and then they all shot flat with crossbows. Together with Yevlo's arrows, the twenty heavy crossbow arrows shot by the Rus immediately achieved results.

Of those Kewen men who were half exposed, desperately waving short spears and whistles, or holding a rock high, no less than ten people were hit with precision.

The crossbow arrow pierced through the enemy's body, depriving it of combat effectiveness on the spot, causing the hit person to fall off the stone wall.

After this salvo, a huge gap appeared in the Kewen people's defense line.

Otto, who was feeling the pressure, couldn't help clapping his thighs and laughing. Then he tore his throat and gave orders to Yevlo and other mercenaries; "You guys, shoot me all the turtledoves on the stone wall!"

Yevluo calmly said: "Brothers, wind up! Don't be afraid to restrain your hands! Hurry up!"

Yevro had his feet on the steel plate, his hands pulled on the hemp rope, which had been purposely soaked in seal grease, and he threw it at the ingenious trigger with a single force.

The rest of the people also operate in exactly the same way, and the efficiency of pulling strings and arrows is similar to each other.

Less than thirty seconds after the first arrow, the second arrow was loaded.

It can be said that with such a speed, it is quite good for a crossbow.

"Pick up! Aim at the target! Shoot!"

Therefore, from the perspective of Kewen's leader Kaihas, he witnessed the terrifying short arrows among his dozen or so people, and the hunter's information was not false. In his desperation, he didn't have time to sigh, so he had to organize another group of people to climb the stone wall to block the gap in the defense line.

However, the men who were standing quite densely, stabbing with short spears, and even throwing short spears, fell down with arrows.

"Ah! How could this be!" Kaihas, who was in shock, hurried to check the condition of the deceased. Seeing that the deceased had been pierced through the entire body, and some had been completely smashed through the heart, he had to shout: "This Is it a weapon only used by the god of death? What kind of arrow is this!"

He stomped his feet and stood up, urgently ordering some soldiers on standby in the mountain fortress: "Give me to continue to climb the stone wall and drive the enemy back.

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However, in the face of as many as thirty corpses falling from the stone wall, and more than a dozen companions lying on the ground and wailing, everyone was terrified.

Seeing that his subordinates were actually indifferent with fear, Kaihas was deplorable.

He roared at his fellow clan: "Are you all going to be slaves to the Varyags? Fight for me, hurry up!"

Kaihas tried in vain to save his morale, but his subordinates were still indifferent, and his face was full of fear.

Just when Kaihas gave the order, more people fell from the stone wall, no doubt most of these people were shot by the arrows of the Rus. What's more, he was neutralized and killed by a spear that suddenly appeared in the shield wall.

The stone wall that the Rus people attacked has been broken everywhere.

Otto saw everything clearly. At the beginning, the team's attack encountered a lot of resistance. With the participation of the crossbowmen led by Yevlo, the attack resistance finally disappeared!

The Cowens have no more time, and Kaihas' time to plug the gap has been lost.

More than a dozen Ross warriors stepped on the backs of their companions and directly climbed over the stone wall.

To the delight of the Ross warriors who participated in the battle half a year ago, everyone could directly cross the stone wall without attacking the enemy's city gate.

The Rus people rushed into the mountain fort, and they saw a sudden large number of arrows on their way of attack, and saw the casualties of many companions, especially the tragedy of one of their companions being blocked by an arrow.

The stone wall defense line is broken everywhere, and there are Rus people who climbed the wall and entered. Once inside the mountain fort, it is an equal battle on the ground, but such a battle is clearly the biggest asymmetry!

The Kewen people had to retreat, and Kaihas raised his sword and called: "Those who are still alive, retreat to the cellar, we must fight to protect our women and children!"

The Kowens just retreated, they didn't flee. Because the residents of this tribe know that, without the protection of the tribe, escaping from the mountain fort is just the result of freezing to death and starving to death. As for defecting to other tribes, stop this strange idea as soon as possible!

Because of the Salmon Lord tribe, the relationship with several other tribes is quite bad.

The Rus people quickly built a shield wall formation in the mountain fort, and the number of warriors who entered the stone wall soon exceeded one hundred.

As more than a dozen warriors of amazing strength removed some of the stones and wood that had blocked the gate, all the warriors swarmed in.

Rurik entered the scene of the fight under the escort of his own mercenaries.

Seeing a large number of corpses on the ground, as well as severely wounded and moaning enemies being stabbed to death by their own tribesmen, the air was filled with a stench, and Rurik's spirit was greatly stimulated.

Even if his mentality had already been checked forty years old, seeing such a bloody scene, is his heart more than shocking?

Rurik just wanted to end all this soon, and the battle had to end quickly with the victory of the Rus.

Now, what he sees is his father, holding the patterned Damascus sword high, leading a shield wall composed of more than 200 people, everyone roaring "rua" "rua", with all kinds of weapons under pressure Coleman huddled in a ball. Behind these main forces, there are also a group of soldiers with spears, stabbing and killing the dying enemy wounded.

Rurik saw that these Kowen men in leather coats and hats were guarding some very important haystack huts.

Is this their granary? Or is there a lot of gold and silver coins in it?

It was the current scene, as if his father wanted to wipe out these armed Kewen people.

right! If it was Otto, he would definitely do it!

Rurik's head was a little messed up. He really didn't want the useful Kovins to be wiped out by the red-eyed Russ, so he ordered Yevlo loudly: "Come over with your brothers."

"Okay! I order everyone to put arrows on the crossbow and destroy all the enemies!" Yevlo responded excitedly.

"Bah!" Rurik scolded: "Let's go quickly! Yevro, you shouted loudly. Give me a language that the Kovins understand and order them to stop resisting."

"what?!"

"Come on! I'll stop this before the warriors kill them all."

Yevluo already understood, and to put it bluntly, he acted as a communicator, forcing the Kovins to surrender obediently so as not to die.

Soon, Yevlora pulled Rurik's arm and forcibly got into the Russ formation that was constantly shrinking the encirclement, and quickly rushed to the front row.

Yevro roared desperately in the Finn language: "Kovens! Put down your weapons! Kneel down! Avoid death!"

All the warriors of the Kewen tribe present were stunned. They didn't expect that some of the enemies would actually speak words that they could understand.

Otto was a little dissatisfied with Yevlo's sudden appearance. It seems that this act of persuading him to surrender was also requested by his son Rurik.

The warriors of the Rus people are still shrinking the encirclement, and the hideous faces with their beards dyed red have been showing their fangs with their bloody mouths open. The warriors of the Rus clearly do not want to let the enemy know, and the shield wall they formed is also indestructible. .

Otto snapped at Yevro: "What are you talking about? Step back!"

Yevro couldn't help being timid. He knew that he belonged to Rurik, so he had to follow Otto's command.

Rurik ran to his father's side with his dexterous body in the tight team of his own clan.

He grabbed his father's arm covered with leather armor and looked up at Otto's eyes resolutely: "Dad, you can't kill them."

Otto was taken aback, and a big hand directly grabbed Rurik's neck, scolding: "Don't you understand? This is war! War cannot be kind!"

Rurik felt the pain of being strangled in his neck, "Dad, spare them! We need new slaves, don't we?"

Otto was unmoved.

Rurik squeezed his body and said reluctantly, "At least, you have to give them a chance to surrender! If...if they refuse, my mercenaries will shoot them first!"

Only then did Otto let go of his hand. "Looks like I can give them a chance."

After muttering to himself, Otto shouted: "Brothers! Stop!"

The well-trained tribal warriors obeyed the command of the big leader, and the ever-shrinking encirclement stopped, but spearheads and swords were still aimed at the Kowen warriors who had no masters.

In the eyes of Kewen people, things seem to have turned around. Those who had been frightened by the powerful army of the Rus finally got a moment of respite.

Otto glanced at Yevro and commanded loudly: "Yavro, persuade them to surrender! Tell them, kneel and surrender to avoid death. If you continue to fight, continue to fight."

Yevro understood.

The battlefield was suddenly quiet!

More than 200 Kowen tribe warriors surrounded a very large haystack wooden house. They gathered in a group and surrounded each other. The extremely tight battlefield environment made them unable to use their weapons flexibly.

On the other hand, the Rus people have round shields painted with various patterns to form walls, swords, spears, and bows and crossbows that can be fired at any time. As long as they command an order, the final result is naturally the destruction of the Kowen people.

Behind the Rus is a horrific scene of blood splattering. The wounded who fell to the ground were assassinated, and naturally the groans of the wounded could not be heard at the scene.

The Rus held their breath, and so did the Corvin.

Only Yevro shouted the ultimatum: "Men of the Grey Squirrel Tribe! We are the Rus! Now, we order you to drop your weapons and kneel. Be our servants and avoid death! Otherwise all will be wiped out! "

No one responded for the time being, but a lot of Kewen people could be heard whispering.

Otto's old face twitched. He turned to his son and said, "Rurik, I said, if they don't kneel, I will kill them."

Rurik clearly observed all the actions of the enemy through the gap in the shield. He swallowed deeply, trying to overcome the feeling of suffocation and depression. He whispered back: "I didn't plead for them, now we gave them a chance. They refused, and I have nothing to say."

Otto nodded, his hand gripping the hilt, clenching it tighter.

"Maybe, let's not have more illusions about them. I will give them a little more time, and if they don't kneel, I will order the attack to continue."

Rurik nodded, agreeing with his father's decision.

Yevluo repeated the words of persuasion to surrender, and some of those Kewen soldiers whose legs were trembling finally made a positive move.

Some boys threw their short spears and knelt on the ground.

Yes, this is literally boy. Since every tribal man has the responsibility of defending his homeland, a boy grows up to ten years old and must naturally undertake the obligation to participate in the war.

The boy who was severely frightened was the first to collapse, and at this moment they were willing to believe the words of the enemy.

Some people started to kneel, and more people started to follow suit.

Seeing that the Rus people did not take the opportunity to act, after a while, all the Kewen soldiers were all kneeling on the ground.

Seeing this, Otto let out a sigh of relief, but Yevluo's words were not over yet.

With an iron sword and a hatchet in his hand, Yevro drilled directly out of the shield wall of the Rus, and approached the Kovins who were kneeling together very boldly.

He commanded arrogantly: "Is it enough to just put down your weapons? Throw all your weapons at my feet, and let me make sure that there are no idiots among you who are trying to sneak attack."

In this way, a large number of short spears and wooden bows were thrown to Yevlo's side.

Rurik really understood that these people had surrendered.

He raised his head and instructed: "Dad, remember our agreement. They surrendered, and they are our slaves. Such people must not be killed."

Otto's expression became very gentle, or his heart suffered another shock.

After fifty years of living, it was the first time Otto had encountered such a thing, when hundreds of enemies knelt down and declared their willingness to be slaves.

In this way, Otto raised his chest covered in chain mail, holding a patterned steel sword, and left the shield wall to face all the kneeling Kewen people.

He glanced at the pomp with sharp eyes, pointed the edge of his sword at all the enemies, and then, he developed a strong interest in the huge haystack log house.

Yevro got Otto's new order and asked loudly: "Who is the leader among you? Climb over to me! Climb to the feet of our leader."

At this moment, Kaihas, the leader of Kewen, who was already on his knees, no longer cares about humiliation or humiliation. The fact is that the enemy is too strong, and the "Lord of Salmon" tribe resisted desperately, and finally ended up in the current predicament. People's hearts have collapsed, and the tribe has been completely defeated.

But there is still a chance for everyone.

Caihas, with his gray hair tousled like a dog, crawled over to Otto panting.

He didn't dare to face this tall guy for a while.

Otto held Kaihas's chin with his animal-skin boots, the meaning could not be more obvious.

Kaihas, who knelt up straight, saw Otto's face clearly. Looking at his face, he didn't feel the terrifying murderous aura. It seemed that they would keep their promises.

"Are you the leader of the Grey Squirrel Tribe?" Yevro translated Otto's words truthfully.

But Kehas's response surprised Yevro.

"What's the matter?" Otto asked. "Yavlo, what did he say?"

"The big chief... The man said they were... the Salmon Lord tribe."

"Huh? Aren't they those squirrels?"

Yevluo immediately asked, and got an even more strange answer.

Otto now understands that he feels that he is taking his brothers to crusade the gray squirrel tribe, and the result is another crusade. But the leader made it clear that the name of this mountain fort was "Grey Squirrel Mountain Castle".

After another verification of the news, the problem finally came to light.

There is indeed a "Grey Squirrel Hill Fort" in this area. It is not far from the territory of the Salmon Lord Tribe. Both sides are Kewen people, but the competition between the two sides has already turned into a forceful fight.

Otto can be sure that he has been deceived, but it doesn't matter, that leader will be executed sooner or later, but now there is just one more reason to execute him. After all, he brought his brothers to conquer the Kewen people. It would be better if he conquered all the Kewen tribes in one breath.

All the Corvin tribes are to be conquered and then turned into big fat sheep of the mighty Ruth tribe under the rule of his son.

The situation was still tense, and Rurik suddenly broke out of the shield wall and ran to his father.

Otto was taken aback.

Rurik, ignoring his father's surprise, waved his bright white steel sword, opened his mouth and said, "You! Be my servants! Avoid death!"

Kaihas, along with all the kneeling Covens, could understand the words of the boy with the sword who suddenly appeared, although it was really lame.

In fact, what Rurik said was a combination of a bunch of words. He did not speak the ancient Finnish dialect of the Kovins, but the serious ancient Sami language, which in the final analysis belonged to the ancient Finnish language, with a large number of words with only very subtle differences.

In Otto's astonishment, Rurik planned to go one step ahead and declare all the surrenderers to be his servants.

"I don't care which tribe you are, you are all Kovins. Me! Rurik! I am your master now! Submit to me and be my slave. I will bind my people and protect your lives."

"If you hand over your tribute, we will stop the attack."

"You will give me tribute every year in the future, and you will be our shelter."

"Otherwise, you will surely die."

The sword-wielding Rurik looked childish, but behind him was a group of strong warriors. Rurik really knew that in fact, his clan's actions this time were an extension of the "North Hunting". In the final analysis, everyone wants treasure, especially all kinds of leather. These Kewen people have a high probability of storing a lot of leather.

As for capturing slaves, Rurik reckoned that most of his clan were too lazy to do so. Unless it's a young woman caught, that's another story. Young warriors don't want female slaves, they only want wives, nothing more than ethnicity. They just want to marry more women and have more children within their financial capabilities.

Almost all young Ross men responded with such a simple idea.