Chapter 410 Siege of Fort Voskas

The Russ were actually very close to the battlefield. No, he could clearly hear the clamor of the enemy himself.

"We are Danes! Don't act rashly, you Gotlanders, you can't break the peace."

Hearing that, Karl burst into laughter: "Hahaha! You scumbags. Me! The invincible Karl, the destined king of Sweden, I will kill you!"

In fact, the Voskas and the Danes should keep fighting, even if the formation is messy, they should fight hard, so as to have a chance to drive the invaders into the sea.

However, after a period of dawdling, the unstable Melalen army made up its mind and was fully prepared for battle, and the ships of the allied army in the rear were clearly visible.

"Brothers! Attack!"

After Carl gave an order, the Melaron Army spontaneously shouted horns and pushed the shield wall forward relatively neatly, and the battle officially broke out!

The next battle is a fierce battle with a sense of neatness in chaos.

The long-handled axe of the Melalen Army fell from the sky and suddenly smashed the enemy's head, and the spearheads of the soldiers in the back row kept poking forward frantically.

The well-equipped black-clothed soldiers, Olekin was relieved to see that the private soldiers he supported had really exploded with powerful combat effectiveness. Although some private soldiers died, the entire front was still solid.

The performance of the recruited peasant soldiers also surprised him. This group of badly equipped guys who used a lot of short spears, they gathered together and turned into a formidable force.

The Melalen army had been advancing slowly and spontaneously spread out to the flanks.

The Voskas warriors who defended their homeland were numerous but had never encountered such a battle. The enemy's troops are too many, and many people have been stabbed to death by their spears. If they continue to fight, they will be wiped out.

When they thought about their wives and children, and then saw their relatives and friends who were killed, their morale collapsed without persevering for a long time.

A group of people began to flee with weapons, and it was precisely at this moment that the rest of the coalition forces finally arrived!

Originally, the Danish mercenaries could still maintain a front line with heavy armor, and a group of rebellious Voskas warriors also insisted. Unexpectedly, more enemies were suddenly killed, and they had already landed in an unguarded place!

Realizing that the battle at the port was going on, and the grandmaster wearing thick armor would inevitably lead to the annihilation of the entire army, the Danish mercenaries had to put down their fallen comrades and start to retreat while fighting.

The huge fighter plane was placed in front of him, realizing that the friendly forces had landed, and the next step was to fight for the victory with his own side. Carl gritted his teeth and ordered his tired men to fight harder.

He roared in the chaos: "Take down their forts and tear down their walls! The wheat, meat, and women are all yours!"

This is what Melalen's warriors need. They are now playing a group of pirates who landed. Don't give them any ideals. These guys are not only tired and hungry now, even if it is for food, they must win quickly. .

The Melalen Army took the lead in starting the active pursuit, and behind it, another 2,000 friendly soldiers attacked separately.

Looting the houses of ordinary residents, Karl and Olekin felt that it was a waste of time. "A lowly person is a lowly person. He leaves the enemy's gold and silver mountains without robbing them, and actually focuses on the common people's copper coins." Although Olegin himself was in the back of his own camp, he felt that the arrogant son Carl was now a "sunset sun". God of War".

At least in terms of fighting, Carl showed all the qualities of a brave general, and the current fighting Melalen Army needs such a strong commander.

It can be said that the old Olegin made a good decision.

Lo and behold! The brothers were already climbing the dirt slope and attacking their fortress.

Located on the mound of Fort Voskas, it is a typical early medieval castle. The original purpose of the local people building it is to enclose a safe area with wooden walls, it must have the ability to resist wind and snow, and it must also block the attack of the enemy.

In fact, their most direct motivation for building the castle was the summer two years ago.

The coalition army organized by the Danish leader went north along the Kalmar Strait to crusade the northern enemy. Although the huge army did not stop at Voskas for supplies, the strong lineup has caused the entire settlement to be in danger.

They carefully expanded the inherent wooden wall to suppress everyone's inner worries, but the war still came.

The Volskas warriors who fled first were demoralized. They entered from the main gate of the fort with strong panic, and told the women, children and wealthy businessmen inside about the horror of the enemy.

Until now, they didn't even know the specific identity of the attacker, but a small businessman from Gotland who was trapped in the fort and bought wool guessed part of the truth - it may be that the guy from the north has avenged.

A large number of their own armed men withdrew in, and the Danish businessmen, who knew that they could not withdraw, had to bite the bullet and defend their fortress.

There are fat businessmen standing on the scaffolding of the wooden wall, calling in a strong voice: "Everyone, don't be afraid! At least we still have a solid wall, they can't destroy it! We hold on! We have a lot of food, and we will give it to You! Fight for your women and children!"

The businessman was very smart, he emphasized the strength of the "wall", and made a promise to distribute food to everyone. As for defending one's wealth and family, that's a man's part.

The panicked people calmed down, and soldiers with spears and bows mounted the scaffolding one after another.

In fact, there are still two small gates in Fort Worth, where women and children can evacuate quietly. However, women are reluctant to withdraw with their children. This is not because they are loyal, or because they see that the enemy's method is to kill indiscriminately, and the enemy's strength is beyond imagination. Rather than fleeing from the fort, they were caught and killed.

Rather than die so tragically, it is better to defend the city with her husband.

However, the warriors of Voskas, whose morale has recovered, are ready to defend the city resolutely. They stand on the wooden wall and see the Danish soldiers fleeing under the setting sun, as well as the large-scale enemy!

Voskas wept when they saw their longhouse on fire. Those intruders are like monsters drilled out of the sea. They don't know what they have done wrong, and they suffered a disaster today.

At the same time, the attacking tribal warriors such as Onkras and Yermalen were sweeping the enemy's house. They found a lot of dried fish that they didn't take away, and filling their stomachs became the top priority over continuing the fight.

There are also soldiers who did not find food and useful things, and they set fire to vent their anger in a fit of rage!

The burning longhouse became a special light source, and they moved towards the wooden castle as a whole, so they burned all the way. The swarms of landing soldiers were walking on the "burning road", and the corpses of the flawless enemy, the dying enemy, and even the wounded of their own side had no time to take care of.

Seriously wounded in battle? Oh! That is fate, and no one can refuse God-given death.

The attacking troops lying on the ground were all the Melalen Army, and there were as many as fifty casualties in the bloody battle just now.

As the opponents, the Danish Army and the Voskas Army were rout. The so-called falling behind means being killed. More than 200 people have died.

Barely 500 people fled back to the wooden fort. Even the Danish mercenaries who boasted of being brave in combat had never fought in today's battles in their lives until they entered the wooden fort and saw that the heavy wooden door was closed, and they hung up. The heart just let go a little.

It was not yet time to rest, barely one hundred of the two hundred mercenaries escaped, and the rest were all killed.

The Danish businessman was shocked that his thugs, who were armed to the teeth, could not help but fight, and he had to continue to order them to defend when he was angry.

This does not actually mean that the Danish mercenaries are weak, and their coalition has only seven hundred people. The Melaren Army alone has twice as many troops as them, with better weapons and equipment, and a better set of tactics for combat. That is, Karl unconsciously launched a pincer attack along the battle situation, scaring the enemy's morale to collapse.

Those who fled into the fortress only had a moment of respite, and the attackers were already approaching the city.

Siege? How to siege a city? !

The red-eyed Carl held the sword stained with the enemy's blood and pointed at the wooden door of the enemy's fortress: "Brothers! Break it open for me! Other brave people, climb the wall for me!"

The so-called Fort Voskas, its core is more than thirty thick tree stumps deeply inserted into the ground, and then a large number of thin tree stumps are interlaced and bundled with hemp ropes.

It can be said that its weakest point is the wooden door, and Karl and the majority of Melalen warriors can see this weakness.

No, there are forest loggers who have been recruited, holding their huge two-handed axes, and rushing towards the wooden door aggressively.

A group of "black warriors" hurriedly followed up. They held up their round shields and shouted while resisting the stones, clay pots, and even wood thrown down by the enemy on the wooden wall.

The average height of wooden walls is barely four meters. What is such a height?

There are brave warriors who are good at climbing. They carry wooden shields on their backs and bite swords in their mouths, and they climb up the gaps in the wooden walls like monkeys. The brave companions raised their swords and spears to cheer, and a small number of archers approached, shooting arrows at the enemy on the wall, but the effect was negligible.

None of the brave men who climbed the wall were successful. The warriors at the bottom of the city hoped that the brave man would cut down the enemy at the top of the city, jumped into the wooden wall, and smashed the huge wooden stake against the latch of the wooden door. Unfortunately, the warriors who were stabbed to death by the short spears fell one after another, and the enemies on the wall also uttered mocking words.

"Damn it! You actually called us fools?!" Seeing that the chaotic army couldn't take down the fort immediately, Karl, who was in a hurry, almost fainted.

To make matters worse, a bone cluster arrow hit the iron piece on Carl's helmet, which shocked him subconsciously that the enemy had a sharpshooter, so he quickly protected most of his body with a round shield, and subconsciously retreated.

Olegin's private soldiers were all dressed in black, and those peasant soldiers were unreliable, and gradually they became the main force of the attack.

A soldier in black approached Carl cautiously and admonished: "Prince, the enemy's wooden wall is strong, and if you continue to fight like this, the brothers will be killed and injured too much."

"Damn! Are you afraid of death? Haven't the wooden door been smashed open yet?" The furious Carl's blade stuck directly to the man's neck.

The black-clothed warrior did not change his face: "I am Kraft Tiger (meaning great power), brave Kraft Tiger, the warrior your father values, I am not afraid of death!"

"Then knock down that damn wooden wall!"

The black-clothed warrior Kraft Tiger just glanced at the blade of the Ross steel sword, and suddenly thought of something. He continued: "There were brothers who opened the breach, but they were killed by spears. Prince, we can't let our people die any more, let's see the reality! At least fifty brothers died! We Mellarens continue to be killed and wounded. , you can't fight anymore."

Kraftegger's last words awakened Carl, who looked at the rock-solid wooden wall again, and gave the order to retreat in grief.

The ill-attacked Melalen army retreated, and behind them, the anthology of the enemy on the wall began to taunt with foul language.

As if the resistance of the residents of Port Voskas was fruitful, the people who once lost their souls saw hope of victory.

However, the appearance of another group of warriors made their good ideas fall short.

It was the Yermalen Army, the Ankras Army, the Uppsala Army, and even other small tribe warriors. They all ate some dried fish and cured meat during the raid, and after recovering their stamina, they began to focus on attacking the wooden fort.

The leader of Yermalen, Wenderson, prided himself on being calm. He didn't dare to make any sarcasm when he saw the resentful appearance of King Olegin, who was obviously frustrated by the attack.

He knew that the king needed victory, and he must have fought not just for wealth, but for victory of will. Laying down an enemy fortress was of great political importance to the nascent kingdom of Sweden.

"Don't worry! King, we will try to break through their wooden walls."

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Olegin didn't know where the guy in front of him got his confidence. When he thought that he was really broken by them, wouldn't his blood be paving the way for them. Looking at the wooden wall again, Olegin felt that things would not go well.

Olegin actually thought of a plan. When his resentful son took his brothers to retreat for the time being, the wily he boasted that he had clearly seen the weakness of the enemy, so he began to adjust his tactics.

It's also good that there are a large group of stunned greens who continue to drag the enemy, and it is also a good thing to continue to consume the enemy's physical strength.

Olekin encouraged: "Then attack! I believe you can."

Although the words were simple, Wen Desen felt that he was full of power, so he secured his helmet and rushed to the battlefield with his clan to forcibly siege the city.

So, the castle that the Melalen army can't take down, others can quickly break through?

The residents of Voskas are already fighting for life and death. They have the advantage of the terrain. Even if they are condescending and jabbing with a spear, they can force the attackers to dare not approach.

The Yermalen army also did not have any siege weapons, and their soldiers had a very low rate of wearing chain armor. Half of the soldiers only wore commoners and were protected by a round shield.

No, what the Yermalen army saw was a piece of corpses that fell under the city wall, including friendly troops and beaten defenders.

They approached in a thrilling manner, and were soon hit by a large number of stones, and some people were killed by stones inexplicably.

The chaotic army tried to surround the entire wooden fort to find a suitable breakthrough point, but in the dim light they found that the fort was "impeccable".

The focus of the attack was still on the largest wooden door, which was indeed smashed by the big axe of the attacking troops, but the wooden door did not open.

Under the wooden door lay as many as ten corpses of strong men, stabbed by spears protruding from the holes.

Yilmalun bravely smashed the door with an axe and was soon stabbed to death.

Then the Uppsala Army and the Ankras Army also sent people to challenge them in order to demonstrate their martial might, and even the 50-strong army of the Granites also sent people to smash the door. As a result, the strong men of all parties were suddenly stabbed to death by the Danish mercenaries who were waiting for work behind the door with many sharp spears.

At this moment, the battle has dragged on until the sun sets!

Look at the battlefield now, if it weren't for the light of those burning houses, the battlefield would be dark.

The wooden wall cannot be attacked for a long time, and the energy of both the offensive and defensive sides is severely consumed. In comparison, the offensive side cannot afford to consume it. The fact is that if the Swedish army cannot capture the fort within two days, everyone will face the dilemma of running out of food, and if they are hungry, they can only go home.