A group of panicked guys retreated, the Voskas attack was in a mess, and Olegin almost exploded with anger!
He couldn't help the guy who had escaped to argue, so he stabbed a few people with his sword to vent his anger, and then stopped the situation from getting worse with the help of people from the left and right.
"Tell me! What happened?!" Olegin pointed his sword at several people who were almost unconscious, and his sword was dripping with blood. The scene was even more terrifying in the dim light.
Finally, someone crawled over shivering: "It's oil! They used hot oil! They used stones! And arrows! Many people died."
"Oil? Sure enough, oil!"
Origen stamped his feet in anger. He was not at all happy that his judgment was correct. He looked at the wooden wall not far away. The wrinkles on his forehead were like cracked earth.
It was still a while before dark, and the rain had basically stopped at this moment. The landing army was very tired. Everyone could see clearly that this fortress must be captured, but today the chance was lost.
The Swedish army occupied all the houses outside the fortress and captured all the fishermen's boats.
The soldiers organized tribes into units and quickly allocated private houses as ready-made campsites for everyone. Only the Russians were deliberately excluded.
With resentment, Karl took a small boat to the Aurora docked near the shore, and relayed Olegin's order to Otto word for word.
Things developed as Rurik expected, that is, the war situation was anxious. [www.biquku.biz] There was no progress in the two tentative sieges, which was really unexpected.
Karl's words were thorny, but Otto didn't have the same experience as this guy, and considering this guy's new defeat, he responded calmly.
In a moment, the ships of the Russian army rushed directly to the coast very close to the sea, catching the late tide. The soldiers then took small boats and began to land with high-quality weapons that they usually did not want to use.
The battlefield is like this.
Borgholm Fortress is located on a natural lowland convex corner in the middle of Öland Island. It has the sea to the north and west, and gentle slopes to the east and south.
The main force led by Olegin has camped on the north and east sides of the fortress. They have begun to light bonfires to scare the defenders in the fortress.
In this way, the Russians were ordered to station their ships and people to the west coast of the fortress and camp on the shore.
From this point of view, Origen actually left the southern encirclement empty, but this was not the case.
Indeed, with the strength of the Swedish army, it would be difficult to complete the siege. He arranged for more than a hundred people to detour to the slope area southeast of the fortress. These people cut down a number of low pine trees and lit a number of bonfires on the spot.
That was the camp for these one hundred people, but in order to scare the enemy, they lit more bonfires to set up suspicious soldiers.
In this matter, Origen showed his strategy as an old guy, and the atmosphere of terror he created really made the fortress defenders who defended the city victorious not happy at all.
As night falls, the whole world is dark and cold.
The wet and cold Swedish coalition soldiers subconsciously gathered around the campfire to warm themselves and dry their clothes. Everyone faced the bonfire, gnawed on dried meat and ate the few remaining wheat. They also seized fresh cod and seal meat recently caught by local fishermen. Since the meat had only been stored for more than a day, its slight decay was ignored by everyone.
Compared with chewing dried fish, grilled and oily fish is more delicious.
Most of the coalition soldiers didn't know that in the second round of offensive during the day, a group of Voskas people were scalded to death by scalding fish oil.
A larger fisherman's longhouse became Olegin's command post. At this moment, a batch of bronze oil lamps were placed in the room to provide enough light, and a bonfire lit in the center of the room gave the house enough warmth.
It was here that Origen summoned all the tribal dukes to the scene, even the Rus who had been ordered to camp farther away.
Soon, Otto came directly with Rurik, and the tent area in the Russian wilderness was also set up.
The fishing village that should have been lively was indeed very lively now, with soldiers wandering around inside and outside the houses.
"Damn it, they live in a house and let us live in a tent. Is there anything more abominable? Since you don't want us to get involved, why did you call us in?" Rurik complained. He just couldn't stand Origen. s arrangement.
Otto sullenly whispered: "Stop talking nonsense and see what that guy has planned."
"What other arrangements can there be? It's just for us Russians to provide cover."
Otto said nothing, just patted Rurik on the back.
Steaming men gathered in Olegin's command post.
Regarding the failure of the challenge during the day, everyone present actually did not take it seriously. Although Olegin was very resentful, considering that his troops had almost no real losses, those traitors who died would just die when they died. On the contrary, those people had made their due contributions as "meat detectives" and used their deaths to Coalition forces contributed intelligence.
"Everyone must know some things. The guys in Borgholm actually dare to use oil. People will be scalded to death and burned by the hot oil. The battle in the future will be a bit difficult. But I believe everyone will not find this difficult. Our military strength Strong.”
"How to fight?" Wenderson of Hjelmalen asked cautiously.
"Oh? It's Wenderson who is good at growing onions. You ask me how to fight? Okay! I've already thought of the tactics!"
Olegin didn't want to listen to any suggestions from friendly forces at this moment. He was the king, so the battle plan was naturally decided by him, and he didn't even need an adviser. He did not need a staff officer. Looking at the entire coalition, Oleg King felt that he had extremely high wisdom.
If there is anyone who is the second smartest, then Rurik, who came with his father, is a smart young man. "It's a pity that this kid is not mine..."
Maybe Rurik would put forward some suggestions for the tactical decisions he proposed. Olegin thought about it, and he still liked the refreshing feeling brought by the king's power. The king did not need others to tell him what to do.
He made some tactical plans:
First: Tomorrow the coalition forces will launch a full-scale attack. Each tribe selects strong warriors and uses the four remaining battering rams (still tied tree trunks) to continue to rush into the main entrance of the fortress.
Second: Considering that the enemy may use hot oil, soldiers need to wear thick linen clothes and fur clothes and fully wet them with sea water.
Third: Soldiers who do not participate in hitting the wall directly cheer for them from a distance away from the wooden wall.
Fourth: All Russian archers participated in the support operation, shooting and suppressing the enemies at the top of the city.
"There are people cheering here?" Rurik thought it was very ridiculous, but considering that they didn't have time or even the skills to build a ladder, what else could everyone do besides cheering? If only I could scare the hell out of my enemies with my Viking war cry! It's a pity that the opponent is also the Vikings.
Origen felt that his tactics were wonderful. Even when he saw the Dukes' eyes trembling a little, he clapped his hands and said, "My plan will definitely succeed. Let's prepare separately. As long as the weather is good tomorrow, we will take action."
Is this the end of the pre-war meeting?
Rurik felt that he had just walked around the coalition camp, listened to Origen's "smart" tactics, and smelled the aroma of grilled fish, and then he should return to his simple camp.
There were less than 300 Russian troops, a few non-combatants remained on the ship, and the remaining 200 or so people landed.
Including Rurik's ten Slavic maids, now they are all under the command of Carlotta. A group of girls have all been equipped with winch steel-arm crossbows. They have been given strong combat power, provided they are covered.
The soldiers were gathered urgently. Unlike other coalition forces, only the Ross army could line up very neatly.
The mercenaries and young warriors were the neatest in formation, but the real Ross warriors were a bit stretched out.
There are dark clouds and a cold wind, and it looks like it will rain tonight. In the dark world, the wild flames of the bonfire made a violent trembling sound.
Rurik was given the important task of military commander by Otto. At first, Otto intended to forcefully train his son, but unexpectedly, there was really no second person in the entire army who was more resourceful than him.
Rurik inspected his warriors with a sullen face, then stopped.
He had no intrinsic hostility towards the garrison of Borgholm, simply because this was a crusade, and as long as the enemy surrendered to Denmark, the fighting must continue.
"Brothers, now the king has given us an order to use your arrows to support the battle in the future. We are Rus people. We have completed the task of escorting the army rations and supported the Melalen people to fight here. Now we are just fulfilling our duties. The obligation in the contract is to help the king fight, but he does not have to fight in person.
King Olegin doesn't want us to fight him for the spoils now, so why should we help?
Remember, use those inferior arrow clusters tomorrow to support the friendly forces' siege, nothing more. Disbanded now. "
Rurik's words instantly caused an uproar, shocking the soldiers who were intent on killing each other. No one expected that Rurik would be so negative.
However, everyone quickly gained a deeper understanding of Rurik's words through their own situations.
Yes, the ground is still too wet, and everyone has to camp in the wilderness. It's not like friendly forces have taken over the houses of local fishermen.
Aren’t we all being abused intentionally by Olegin? Since we are guarding against the Russians, why should everyone really fight with all their might? Since both the Duke and Young Master Rurik have a "negative" attitude, why should I think too much about it? It’s better to end this quickly and go home...
That night, a drizzle of rain suddenly fell. The Russian soldiers were wrapped in thick leather jackets and spent a muddy and cold night in their tents.
Early in the morning, many people who woke up just felt a little confused. It seemed that no one caught a cold, but no one had a proper rest at all.
"You won't continue to attack in such weather, right?"
Otto already felt that he needed to rest today, so he simply planned to go back to the big ship to catch up on his sleep. Unexpectedly, Olegin sent a group of envoys.
The battle was inevitable, and even the continuous cold drizzle was what Olegin longed for.
A new battle in the mud?
Otto yelled in the rain: "Olegin, your son is a reckless man, and you yourself are also a fool. Fighting in the rain, you can't imagine it!"
Otto's curse was heard by all the Russian soldiers. Although everyone did not want to fight in such bad weather, but...
The gathered Russian warriors rushed to the battlefield carrying their crossbows and bows, but they did not carry the powerful torsion slingshots, even though four slingshots were unloaded from the ship because of Rurik's stubborn "necessary camp defense measures" For camp defense, he just doesn't carry it.
It can be said that from the beginning, the Russian army did not feel that today was a good day to fight from top to bottom. Everyone's passivity was reflected in the weapons they carried.
There are a large number of bone arrow clusters in the arrows, as well as mass-produced die-cast glass arrow clusters.
Aren’t glassware treasures that can be sold at high prices? This is true for others. The Russians here use quartz full of impurities to make a lot of fragile and inferior glass arrow clusters. They are essentially cheap hunting goods, and they don't even have tail fins. These arrows are specially used for crossbow shooting at close range. After all, Rurik just doesn't want to waste iron cluster arrows.
The light rain made it extremely difficult to light a fire. The faces of the soldiers gathered in the rain were wet, their clothes stuck to their bodies, and no one felt comfortable.
Origen put on his helmet. The chainmail hanging on the helmet protected his entire head, with only two small holes so that his eyes could see the whole world clearly.
It was the second day of the war, and now the Swedish coalition forces basically understood the details of Borgholm Fortress through the intelligence of the Voskas people, while the defenders in the fortress knew very little about the enemy.
Is it necessary to send envoys to stand under the wooden wall and chat with the enemies on the wall before the war?
Olegin felt that this was unnecessary. When he saw that his army was almost assembled, he waved his hand: "Let's go!"
The noisy noise outside the wooden castle woke up all those who had not slept soundly, and the rain made them even more nervous.
People who poked their heads out of the wooden wall were shocked to see the enemies surrounding the fortress appearing in large numbers! The alarm immediately spread throughout the fort.
How come the leader Stein could not imagine that the enemy is a group of monsters that eat meat but not spit out bones? On a clearly rainy day, are they going to attack the city in the mud?
"Brothers! Come and fight me! Hurry up and get to the wooden wall!"
"Stop eating, prevent them from hitting the wall, prepare rocks!"
"Hey! Keep cooking for me!"
Stein struggled to organize his warriors, especially pushing the Gotland mercenaries against the wall.
Just when the Borgholm defenders were not well prepared, the Swedish army's siege had begun.
The first ones to rush were naturally the Melalen soldiers. They were all wet. A group of soldiers tied the siege ram with hemp rope, then carried it on their shoulders and rushed towards the wooden door in the mud. Even if someone slips midway, he gets up and continues rushing, praying that the water all over his body can prevent possible hot oil erosion.
The Hjelmalen, Onkras and Uppsala armies also carried their own battering rams, but they were attacking wooden walls.
This was not over yet. When the Mellaren army rushed to the wooden door, they pulled away yesterday's gray corpse and dragged away the first battering ram that had sunk into the mud.
Soon, the people on the wooden wall saw that five battering rams began to hit the wall continuously, and they were holding wooden shields in one hand, making it difficult for the stones thrown to give them a fatal blow.
The huge number of attackers did not gather under the wall. They deliberately kept their distance from the wall and kept slapping their shields and roaring!
Suddenly the Gotland mercenaries on the wall were confused. They looked at the five squirming insects under the wall, and it seemed that only hot oil could stop them.
But is hot oil really enough? Wait! Is it possible to cook oil well in such an environment?
Tai Yin knew that he didn't have much oil left. After all, who would usually reserve a large amount of this stuff? We ran out of oil and it became a hindrance to everyone's lighting at night.
