The waterway narrows to only three kilometers. This is the narrowest throat of the Oresund Strait and the most natural sea pass.
Rurik, who was standing at the bow of the ship and preparing to fight, had already seen the wooden walls and towers on the shore, and the floating ships on the sea were particularly eye-catching.
Rurik put on his helmet. As the commander of his brothers, he consciously stood at the bow of the ship to welcome the fiercest impact that was about to come.
It stands to reason that with the Aurora's super maneuverability and amazing turning ability, there is no need to engage in a knight's duel-style battle with the rowing longships in front of it.
Fighting directly in the hinterland of the Danish-controlled areas and defeating their intercepting forces in a high-profile manner was also part of Rurik's plan.
He originally thought that he would be questioned by the local patrol force, and then took the initiative to kill the opponent by surprise.
Now that the situation has become serious, it suits his purpose even more.
The bull trebuchets placed on the deck took the lead in attacking, but the Aurora running wildly on the waves allowed them a chance to shoot.
A stone as big as a fist was smashed over, hitting the center of the Danish interception force's ship group.
Eight rocks made an astonishing splash near the oarsmen, but only two caused casualties.
One oarsman was directly killed!
Although the stone could only kill one person, the sudden death brought unprecedented terror to the other rowing brothers.
Halik, who was intercepting, never imagined that his troops would be the first to suffer casualties in this way.
Unfortunately, what happened next went beyond the imagination of all Danish interceptors.
"Ah! This is a... big ship. Ah!"
In extreme panic, Hallick took off his iron helmet and jumped into the sea. As he sank into the water, he felt that his back was violently hit by a huge object. He endured the heartbreaking pain and the cold seawater, just under the water. He struggled to take off his clothes, which were as heavy as iron after absorbing water. Finally, like a fat elephant seal, he got out of his wet head, grabbed some broken boards and stared at the strange ship that had just crushed it away with bared teeth.
The severe pain in my back can be endured, but the grief and anger in my heart cannot be endured!
"Damn it! Damn it! Who are you? Don't leave! Come back!"
It seemed that the terrifying ship heard his curse, and actually turned its bow and rushed towards the man who fell into the water...
The perspective is on the Aurora. What happened just now?
A large number of enemy ships, a large number of enemies, their frightened faces are clearly visible.
Rurik grasped the wooden railing tightly and screamed at the top of his lungs: "Welcome the collision! Everyone, hold on tight!"
Everything was just like the tactics that had happened on the entire route. As the saying goes, the Avora was able to catch everyone with one move, using its usual collision tactics to rush directly with the help of powerful motion energy. What's even more amazing is that the interception force has to form a dense fleet, and the Avora just uses her strongest tactical ability.
In the violent impact, Rurik almost fell to the forecastle deck of the ship.
The Avora once again rode on a long interceptor ship, crushing all its opponents like a stone mill. Not to mention its potential, its momentum was still strong, and it knocked down the sides of the two subsequent interceptor ships one after another.
In a gorgeous "heavy cavalry attack", three interception longships sank instantly, which naturally included the command ship of the entire interception force.
The soldiers on the Avora waited until the ship stabilized slightly from the impact, then released arrows from the deck and aimed precise strikes at the blank-minded enemy who was already behind. It wasn't until the Danish oarsmen saw that their companions had been shot through the neck and chest that they put down their oars and picked up the shields hanging on the sides to try to stop him.
The command ship sank? ! Some people realize this, and many more people don't care at all.
Rurik didn't want to hastily end this duel that was destined to win. Since he wanted to create an atmosphere of terror, let's expand the results!
"Pull the rope! Let's turn back!"
The sailors were ordered to move quickly on the deck with their flexible bodies like monkeys. In the poop, a simple bronze gear system operates quickly, and the rudder at the stern quickly locks into an angle. In addition, the huge mainmast spinnaker adjusted the direction of the wind, and the double operation caused the Avrora to tilt the hull directly to an astonishing 17° to the left. It was performing a short-range turn in an extreme way. Such a crazy move shocked all enemies.
Harrick, who fell into the water, could not use his own knowledge to explain what he saw. The big ship simply turned at the risk of capsizing! However, the big ship quickly regained its stability and charged towards the intercepting troops who were already in a state of chaos.
A new round of collision did not occur. The interceptor learned a lesson from the experience and knew that any collision with the monster would cause the ship to be destroyed and people to die.
They began to try to counterattack. They first took off their armor and leather clothes, and used short wooden bows to shoot arrows at the enemy ships.
Rurik hurriedly knelt down, revealing his iron-helmeted head and eyes.
"You finally started to fight back, and your methods are nothing new."
The opponent's arrows were weak and weak, and the so-called counterattack had only symbolic meaning. Rurik's heart was beating wildly. He saw that his men were counterattacking frantically, and the torsion slingshots and crossbows were performing condescending attacks.
The Avrora was unleashing firepower on both sides. After the torsion slingshots scuttled a ship and the arrows killed an uncountable number of enemies, she made a large circle around the formation of the intercepting troops that had become loose due to chaos. Completed the second round of competition.
Rurik was still not satisfied with such a victory. He raised his sword high and screamed: "Keep fighting! Turn around and keep fighting!"
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The people with red eyes were eager to continue fighting, and Rurik followed this momentum, and the Avora began its third round of strikes.
At this moment, Halik, whose back was red, had been fished out of the boat by his men.
He wanted to say something, but out of the corner of his eye he saw the big ship turning in a short distance.
The inner panic dominated his head. Regardless of the pain and cold, he ordered his equally frightened subordinates with a trembling mouth: "Run away!"
"Sir! The other brothers..." someone asked subconsciously.
"Idiot, don't worry about other people. Let's run away! If we don't leave, we'll all die!"
It was indeed shameful to escape, but in the face of this desperate battle, the Danish interceptors lost all faith, and only the desire to survive was left in their hearts.
What results did Rurik's third round of attacks achieve?
The enemy's interceptor fleet collapsed completely, and the surviving ships fled in all directions.
"They have all escaped. Do you want to continue the pursuit?" Biyongni put down his crossbow and asked loudly, stretching out his big hand.
Rurik raised his head and looked, indeed many enemy ships were fleeing towards the wooden wall fortress on the shore.
"No more pursuit. We don't have the ability to attack their fortress yet. Let us go. The enemy already knows how powerful we are."
The thrilling battle ended with Rurik's victory again. There was a generational difference in the fighting methods of the two sides, and Rurik won the victory naturally.
The Avora is only in its second year since it was launched. She is already a victory for the Russians at sea. During this voyage, new small scars have been added to her hard oak hull, just like the scars on the body of a brave warrior. , these scars all prove her strength.
After the simple killing, the people on the ship breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone found that the sea had become wider, and many people believed that the ship had entered the legendary "Sea at the End of the World in the West."
Rurik criticized those who showed signs of slacking off: "Don't be complacent! We are still within the Danish control area! We have not even passed the northernmost tip of Jutland, not even Oslo!"
But the concept of Jutland was unfamiliar to everyone.
Even Rurik was unfamiliar with "Jylland". Its original meaning is actually the name given by local people to the cloth woven from linden fiber hundreds of years ago. People needed the fiber of European linden to make linen. However, times have changed and the Danes, "valley farmers", have occupied this small world, and the textile of linden tree fiber has also made it popular. Located in better linen textiles.
Because the Danes have completely become the masters of this area in the past three hundred years.
All the Angles, whose clan name was Fishhook, immigrated to Britain, and the Saxons, whose clan name was Dagger, also withdrew from Jutland. The Danes, who are good at farming, naturally occupied these vacant areas and have now become a little overlord in the region.
But the Rus, the leader of the northern oarsmen tribe, Rurik, was provoking wildly under the eyes of the Danes. However, the wise Rurik is revealing the fact that he is the "Svealan Alliance". In the end, most of the so-called Danes' anger will fall on the heads of the Malaren people. As for the benefits gained from provocation, they were naturally swallowed up by the Russians.
The Avora entered the Kattegat Strait, which is densely covered with reefs and there are not many waterways that can allow deep-draft ships. But even if the Avora is fully loaded with displacement, her draft is less than two meters.
Under the current circumstances, no ship has to worry about the so-called reefs here. Only when the ships of various forces operating in this sea area become large merchant ships carrying a thousand tons, will the risk of running aground be considered.
The consumption of supplies on the Avlora was normal. Considering the risks in the sea, Rurik remained vigilant and aggressive.
There was still a large amount of ammunition stored on the ship, and the bronze head on the bulbous bow of the ship was still strong. These weapons guaranteed Rurik's belief in victory, and he soon began a new attack.
The fishermen of the Robard tribe never imagined that they would be attacked by a large ship that suddenly appeared while fishing for herring in the sea as usual.
It was not until the attack occurred that the fishermen who witnessed the tragedy returned to their port and reported the incident to their tribe.
Things were brewing, because many people watched helplessly as the large ship with the strange triangular sail quickly ran towards the western waters after launching the attack.
What was happening in front of him immediately stimulated Hafgen's nerves.
The Danish leader is furious! He ordered his men to immediately launch a pursuit. However, the big boat ran too fast. No matter how crazy the oarsmen were, no one could catch up.
After the fierce battle in the Oresund Strait, the Aurora continued to advance at high speed. On this day, Rurik sank five more small fishing boats that were actually members of the Robard tribe. The atmosphere of terror quickly broke out, and the entire strait The fishing boats dispersed in a short period of time.
When evening came, Rurik was surprised to find that an extremely wide waterway appeared in the southwest.
The big ship moved while fighting, and successfully passed the northernmost tip of Jutland in just one day! The Avora is facing the setting sun and sailing in the Skagerrak Strait.
Just as night was about to fall, Rurik saw the land to the north. After dark, ships can continue sailing or anchor on the spot. Considering that this sea area was unfamiliar to everyone, he insisted on approaching the northern coastline and anchored for repairs.
With a 30-meter keel, the Avora was considered a large ship in this era, and its long voyage fully proved her seaworthiness in ordinary sea conditions.
The night hid her phantom, and it was another thrilling day. The people who settled down savored the past day, and all felt that the so-called tough Danes were nothing more than that.
After all, Biyongni has the qualifications and ability to be promoted to the leader of Balmok. He does not agree with his friends' contempt for the Danes. The reason why victory is so easy is not because this big ship has all the advantages? She is like a floating fortress on the sea, not only indestructible, but also faster than a rowing boat.
It was also this experience that gave Biyongni a new understanding of sailboats.
Paddle boat? Is it still necessary? The future era must be the era of sailing ships!
The deck became cold, but under the starlight and moonlight, the outlines of each other could barely be seen clearly, while the cabin full of cargo was completely dark.
Everyone was wrapped in blankets and chatting and laughing about the day's battles.
Biyonyi did not hesitate to get close to Rurik. After some polite words, he couldn't help but worry about the future voyage.
"Rurik, are we out of Danish territory?"
"Yes. I think we are almost reaching the Bergen-controlled area."
"It's so amazing. It's my first time to enter Bergen from the south. As long as I get to Bergen and follow the coastline, I can reach my hometown in fifteen days."
Fifteen days? ! There are actually fifteen days left? !
Rurik shivered and stood up, "Brother, are you telling the truth? Is there such a long voyage?"
Biyongni nodded under the night: "I have been to Bergen many times, especially when the local leader asked us Balmoks to join their alliance. I accompanied my father Qian Qian and I know the route very clearly."
"Really? That's great." Rurik sat down slowly again, quickly wrapped himself in the leather blanket, and asked softly: "You were riding an ordinary longship at that time, right?"
"Indeed, we have to paddle all day long, and when night falls, we will rest on the shore. You Russians are famous for their oars, so you must be very aware of the hard work of paddling."
This Rurik completely agreed, and he also estimated the distance that the Ross longship could usually travel every day simply by paddling. Pure human power naturally has greater endurance than a windless sailboat, not to mention the sails of the Aurora are even more amazing.
Rurik closed his eyes and thought for a while: "It takes fifteen days to paddle. Maybe the Avro can complete that journey in only half the time."
As he said that, Rurik simply pinched his fingers and gestured: "It took us three days to set off from Roseburg to Tombstone Island. After one day of repairs, we continued sailing and arrived at Born Hall in only four days. We stayed on the island for three days and fought fiercely, and then continued sailing. In only one day we reached the narrow strait, and in another day we arrived at our current location. So far, we have passed a full thirteen days Na!"
Whether it was Rurik, Biyoni, or even everyone on the ship, everyone was clearly aware that with the adjustment of the course, the ship had eaten up the power of the south wind in the last two days of sailing, and the Avora was moving with her The most extreme high speed that can be achieved, and the days are getting longer day by day, but tonight the night is simply fleeting, and it is extremely normal to sail two hundred kilometers a day.
It's just that the voyage is difficult to quantify, so Rurik and others can only rely on their own feelings.
Even so, Rurik was sure he had sailed at least a thousand kilometers. So what is the reality?
The Avrora's thirteen-day voyage, except for the three days she stayed on Bornholm Island, was spent most of the ten days sailing. She just ran for 1,600 kilometers and reached this age. The most amazing speed and continuous voyage of a sea ship.
The danger should be gone, and of course the enemy fishing boats that can be hunted have also disappeared. People believe that the ships seen as they continue sailing must be from Bergen.
The Balmoks just don't want to join the Norwegian alliance started by the residents of Bergen. This does not mean that the two sides must go to war. Rurik decided to completely follow Biyongni's advice and ordered the next voyage. The Avora declined to take the initiative to attack, and everyone's task was to rush on as hard as they could. Of course, if you are attacked, the revenge will be brutal.
A new day has arrived, and this day's sailing has been too boring for the entire ship. Everyone was forced to sail against the wind to a certain extent along the coastline until the evening, when the world finally became magical.
Rurik gathered all the excited people on the deck, and those who were napping were also awakened.
A young man with blond hair stood on the bow deck of the ship, his body turned orange under the soft light of the setting sun.
Rurik pointed to the west excitedly: "Look! This is the legendary sea at the end of the west! But I want to say that if our big ship goes all the way west, we can reach Britain! It is not the end of the world at all, that There’s a lot of wealth in the islands.”
This statement is meant for all the Balmoks on the ship. After all, these indigenous people in the Narvik Fjord need a large amount of valuable materials to buy Rus' goods. Currently, the most valuable thing they have is salt. However, they still have to get more good things to exchange with the Russians. Rurik wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to once again stimulate the desire of the Balmoks such as Biyoni to make money through robbery.
Rurik pointed to the north again: "Our Scandinavia! She is a huge peninsula! Now we are on her western coast, with Bergen in front of us. The strong south wind will push us all day long. Sail! Maybe in ten days, maybe in seven days, we can reach our final destination."
The seeds of rushing to Britain to plunder and make a fortune were planted in Biyongni's heart, but now, the desire to return home took over his whole body. The people of Balmok were cheering for joy. After all, they had been away from home for almost a whole year. Who could have imagined that they would return home in such a fantastic way?
The Russians on the ship were also cheering. After all, the fourteen-day voyage with almost no docking was an extreme test for everyone's body and mind. People who were forced to stay in a discordant environment for a long time became anxious. Everyone hopes that the long voyage will end in victory as soon as possible. They will follow Lord Rurik and be honored to be the guests of the Balmok people.
