The defenders, whose spirits were almost broken, resisted in vain against more and more invaders. They soon lost their garrison on the city wall, allowing the subsequent Viking warriors to climb ladders and climb over more smoothly.
These Balmok Vikings fought their first real siege, and victory was already within their grasp.
The most ordinary warriors also had the urge to possess gold mountains and kick the gold into their arms. They all felt that there must be mountains of gold and silver hidden in the spire monastery with neat stones piled up.
The centurion of the defenders, who was once very brave, also lost his fighting spirit after the stone wall was breached by the enemy. He was chopped off with an ax in the futile resistance, which ended everything.
The officers have become soldiers, and the resistance of their comrades has no effect!
The last twenty or so people alive rushed into the monastery with the priests, and the thick solid wood door was tightly closed.
The archbishop looked sadly at the towering cross in the room, knelt on the burlap mat, and prayed sadly while holding the parchment he took out of the gold box.
The monastery is like a ball cage, and the entire tidal island is a ball cage.
Priests and soldiers, more than fifty people gathered together. They prayed to God for salvation in the tragic moment. Unfortunately, in the eyes of the Vikings, these guys were just a group of cowardly rabbits hiding in caves, or fat pigs in the sheepfold. sheep.
All buildings outside the monastery were searched by the invading Vikings, and anyone who hid was hacked to death, leaving only violent and bloodthirsty barbarians in the entire outdoors.
Biyongni's heart was beating wildly. He was very angry that he was already standing within the stone wall but did not get the gold and silver immediately.
However, the brothers have already seized a batch of ironware and cloth, and these materials are still valuable when brought back to their hometown.
"Brothers! Follow me! Smash the wooden door!" He roared and led the charge with a crossbow.
More than fifty soldiers under Biyongni responded immediately. Among them, the strong men armed with heavy axes began to smash the wooden doors.
Sawdust flew everywhere, and the situation became increasingly abnormal.
After a while, Geiger and his men also participated in the final fierce battle. Seeing his brother's procrastination, the eager man directly yelled: "Are your men hungry? Why don't you have the strength to break the door open?"
"Don't say sarcastic words! This door is extremely hard, let your people break it down together."
"Okay. Hey! Let's break them open. How do we divide the property inside?"
Biyongni smiled wildly: "Of course the brothers robbed it based on their abilities. Listen, whoever robs it will get it. We brothers can't fight among themselves."
Geiger nodded, raised his small hand ax high and shouted at the brothers behind him: "Men of Washebi, break down the door for me! Whoever grabs the property inside will belong to him."
More than twenty soldiers with two-handed wood axes began to smash the door, but they did not know that the wooden door of Lindisfarne Abbey was its last line of defense. It is rare in Northumbria to make a wooden door from hardened oak that has been dried for an unknown period of time, and there are multiple bolts on the back of the door.
The strong men were sweating profusely, but the damage done to this door was like scraping.
"Are we going to knock down the sunset?" Geiger said with a helpless expression on his face.
Biyongni thought of a countermeasure: "Brother, ask your people to follow me."
"You? Have a plan?"
"Come with me quickly."
A group of soldiers besieging the monastery ran to the stone wall city gate. They already knew that the reason why the siege vehicles could not break through the gate was precisely because there were a large number of stones and other debris piled in the doorway.
Biyonyi was already carrying stones, and he shouted to the guys: "Only Rurik's weapons can knock down the wooden door. Brothers, move away the debris and let the siege trucks come in!"
Everyone roared, and all kinds of debris were cleaned up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the end, due to the excellent effect of climbing the ladder to break the city, the stone wall gate that had been idle was directly knocked open by the siege truck.
At the same time, Rurik, who was waiting for the good news from behind, saw this moment keenly.
"They are finally done!" Yevro pointed his sword pointedly, "Sir, it's time for us to go in."
Rurik nodded and pulled Paul, who was in a close combat mood, frightened and very guilty, to his side.
What on earth was the captured grain officer thinking? Rurik had guessed that it was almost the same.
In the people's concept of this era, the Kingdom of Northumbria was only the kingdom of the king, and it had almost only tax and military protection relations with ordinary subjects. When subjects felt that life was unsustainable or did not want to live as serfs, they dared to escape.
However, it is difficult for them to give up their beliefs and deny the three views that have been shaped since birth. Of course, they are even more afraid of falling into hell.
Rurik couldn't care less. He gave a serious order: "Now! I want to enter the monastery! You have to lead the way for me."
"Ah! I'm... not familiar with this place."
"It doesn't matter. I want you to help me find holy objects! Listen, I'm not interested in gold and silver in general. Holy objects are important. For example, some parchment books or other things, I want to bring them all. Walk."
Paul heard everything. He especially heard that this young barbarian leader was pursuing the "Parchment Book", which was really shocking.
Paul thought about it carefully and said hurriedly and stumblingly: "There is a sacred book in the monastery, which is known to the entire kingdom."
"Oh? What book?"
"The Gospels of Lindisfarne"
"A kind of Biblio?"
Paul was shocked when he heard this word, and he hurriedly shouted: "Even though I am of low status, I know that it is indeed a treasured Biblio. I heard that it is written in Latin and is a sacred relic of the kingdom."
"That is my sacred object! It will be kept by me from now on." Rurik was very ambitious. Compared with ordinary gold and silver vessels, a "Biblio" written in Latin, which is the original version of the Bible, is actually more valuable. of great cultural value.
Rurik himself was not interested in the faith described in the scriptures, but it was necessary for the Russians to learn from its cultural and artistic qualities. Since it is written in classical Latin, it should be taken as one's own, and because classical Latin is still an important diplomatic language in southern Europe. The most critical thing is that the Latin vocabulary in this book will greatly expand the vocabulary of the Ross people and become the cornerstone of the rise of the Ross Principality's language.
Rurik excitedly ran towards the open gate with his cronies, and he saw to his surprise that the siege vehicle had already rushed in.
On the other hand, more than 40 people gathered to rush towards the car, and Biyongni became the leader of the group.
The rush car was aimed at the tight wooden door full of ax marks, and all the corpses and debris in front were cleared away, leaving only a smooth stone road with only blood stains left.
"Brothers! Charge!"
Biyongni gave an order, and hundreds of Viking warriors roared one after another. The people who controlled the car seemed to gain endless power. They pushed the car faster and faster, and when it was about to hit, everyone got out of their hands.
The heavy charging force was so powerful that it did not really break open the thick and hard oak door. Instead, it knocked down the door frame cleanly. The wooden door collapsed with the door frame and some stones.
People in the monastery began to scream, and some people continued to kneel in despair, crossing their chests and waiting for death to come.
The Vikings who rushed in didn't talk nonsense. They saw any black monks killing them wantonly. Their minds were controlled by rage and greed, and they became crazy during the killing. No one even thought about capturing prisoners and taking them back as slaves.
For a time they were killing for the sake of killing, and the sacred monastery was bathed in blood.
Rurik wished that the "Lindisfarne Gospel" he found as soon as possible was held in the arms of the bishop himself. How could such a sacred object be defiled by the sea barbarians?
However, the bishop always exuded a solemn temperament despite his neat clothes. He was targeted by Biyongni, and the two soldiers did not kill him, but controlled him.
The Gospel fell to the ground, and a sharp iron sword was pressed against the neck of the bishop who had closed his eyes and was waiting to be killed.
Biyongni punched him awake, and then asked in Norse, the dialect of Narvik Port: "Gold! Silver! Warehouse! Where are they all?!"
The bishop did not want to cooperate at all, nor did he want to make any resistance.
A warrior built the golden box that contained the gospel and proudly presented it to Biyoni. The soldier knows very well that Boss Biyongni has a huge reputation and if he pleases him, he will definitely benefit from him becoming the leader in the future.
Biyongni was overjoyed when he found the gold box: "I don't know what kind of treasure this precious gold box is going to contain."
He winked, and his men directly pressed the bishop against the wall.
Biyongni kept asking questions, but the bishop himself couldn't understand Biyongni's shouting, and he just wanted to die quickly.
"You are so stubborn, let me ask you again! Where is the most precious treasure?!"
The bishop's eyes occasionally glanced at the gospel book that fell on the ground. The holy book was trampled on by the barbarian warriors (actually, the relatively dark room made it difficult to see the book).
Biyongni became angry and randomly ordered his men to perform corporal punishment.
The bishop's hands and feet were chopped off, and then he was tied with hemp rope and tied to a wooden pillar in the monastery.
Carrying a hand ax himself, Biyongni approached the poor man and said, "Tell me your most precious treasure, or I will chop off your kneecaps right now."
Seeing that the other party was still gritting his teeth and not making any statement, Biyongni had no choice but to torture him corporally.
A middle-aged man was screaming in pain. Rurik, who had already entered the monastery, suddenly saw what his Biyoni brothers were doing.
The holy monastery became a hell, and Paul, who was accompanying him, was almost in a coma. He was only thankful that he was wearing a white cloak with blue stripes, which he said could prevent him from being hacked. But in this situation, he felt that he was the biggest sinner and he might as well be killed.
Rurik approached Biyoni and saw that this brother was doing meaningless and disgusting things. He couldn't help but became furious: "Give them a happy death without any torture."
"But this man refused to take out the sacred treasure! Brothers, we are here to find the treasure!"
Biyonyi gave Rurik a big reminder. Looking at this poor man who is going to die, with his wonderful Mediterranean hairstyle, his identity is already clear.
"The Lindisfarne Gospel! Where is it!"
"I want a Biblio! Give it to me!"
Rurik repeated these two sentences loudly, and finally the bishop was so startled that he opened his eyes. The bishop stared directly at Paul, who had just picked up a book in the chaos.
This look in his eyes was like a curse to Paul: "You traitor, you will definitely go to hell." He was so shocked that the book he was holding fell to the ground.
"Paul?" Rurik turned his head suddenly and saw something like a book at his feet. His hair trembled with shock.
Paul hurriedly picked up the book again. He himself could not read Latin, but he just felt that this strange dropped book had extremely exquisite patterns. He thought that there should be many books in the monastery. Although this one was not sacred enough, the owner would surely know it. New love.
He presented it to him, while at this moment the dying bishop was cursing heartbreakingly.
A person who was supposed to be an elegant and easy-going person is now being insulted and polite. His unprecedented abuse fully illustrates one thing.
Rurik noticed the extremely gorgeous patterns painted on the cover, which was definitely a Celtic style! He could not have imagined that the most precious holy book in this monastery would be so simple except for the pattern on the cover. He opened the book, and page after page of parchment was densely written with extremely neat and artistic calligraphy. There are also some paintings in the book, but these pictures are really abstract.
Rurik noticed all the text that was obviously a title, even if it was in a strange artistic style, he still recognized some key words.
that's it! Correct!
Rurik closed the book excitedly and hugged it to his chest, then asked Paul to speak for him.
Stumbling in extreme nervousness, Paul said: "My master, Rurik of Rus, will forever keep this sacred book."
Hearing this, the bishop who had fallen into his final madness instantly fell silent. He stared at Rurik's face in disbelief, and really didn't know what to say.
Rurik also pretended to make a sign of the cross on his chest and bowed slightly, not wanting to talk to the tied man anymore.
After all, the one who commanded the army to fight here was Rurik himself. Besides, the Kingdom of Northumbria was really a great evil person, so what he said was superfluous.
Rurik turned to look at Biyongni and showed the tree in his arms: "That's enough. In fact, this Biblo is the most important treasure."
However, Biyongni shook his head in confusion: "What is it? Brother, only gold, silver and precious stones are treasures!" Then he continued to ask the bishop where the gold was.
Rurik really couldn't stand it anymore, and spying on Biyoni's ignorance, he solemnly ordered Yevro: "That's enough, give the trapped man a quick death."
Jevro understood what he knew and completed the final blow with his sword. The bishop died...
"What are you doing!" Biyongni stomped his feet angrily, "Brother, I haven't asked about the whereabouts of the warehouse yet."
"That's enough. Take a good look!" Rurik pointed at the people running around in the monastery casually. They had indeed obtained more or less gold and silver.
At this moment, the two brothers Geiger and Esbjorn, and even Floki, the younger brother who had been ignored by Biyoni, came out of a side door. Then five suitcases were brought out, and as the ax broke open the bronze lock, there were shining silver coins inside, each with the face of Charlemagne printed on it.
"Brother! We are rich!" Geiger shouted excitedly.
Upon seeing this, Biyongni's anger disappeared instantly, and then he hugged the silver coins happily, pulling the coins in the suitcase and laughing while listening to the crisp sound.
Rurik couldn't help but laugh, as if robbing gold and silver really had nothing to do with him. As the saying goes, only rogue pirates are obsessed with gold and silver. Really strong people know that books and the huge amounts of information they carry are the key to the rise of great powers.
He casually ordered Yevro and other close mercenaries: "Don't worry about gold, silver and jewelry. Find books for me. Search the entire monastery and don't let go of any books. If you find books, give them to me. There will be a big reward!"
