The eyeliners who were placed on two sandbanks in the Kattegat Strait noticed a large ship floating in the distance.
A leader hurriedly summoned his men who were busy fishing: "The enemy that the leader wants us to keep an eye on has appeared. Let's get on the boat and report the news."
Some bold young people shouted: "Do we really want the Red Dragon to go to war? We brothers rush over and capture that big ship, we are all heroes."
"Idiot! If it could, it would have been captured long ago. Let's go quickly!"
It wasn't until the Avora was getting closer that the bold ones among the eyeliners realized how ridiculous their thoughts just now were.
A longship appeared from the seemingly uninhabited sandbank and was discovered almost immediately.
Most of the combatants have gathered on the deck, including Rurik, who also put on a helmet. He personally held a steel-armed crossbow and stood at the bow of the ship. While supervising the battle, he also participated in the battle himself.
Even Nolen, she stood on the deck out of curiosity and courage, intending to help.
The sudden appearance of a longship in the distance heralds a dangerous signal.
Rurik narrowed his eyes and asked loudly: "Jevro, what do you think that means?"
"Must be the scout."
"Where are they going?"
"Of course it's to report to their boss."
"Their boss?" Rurik thought for a while, suddenly thinking of an important figure, and couldn't help but stamp his feet excitedly: "If the leader of the Danish alliance goes to fight in person, we will be very lucky."
Jevro was quite surprised, knowing that his lord had originally planned to cross the strait without fighting.
"Sir. We don't have to fight them if it's not necessary."
"Indeed. However, if their alliance leaders show up, you say! Should we fight or not?"
"This...if it's for honor."
"No!" Rurik shook his head, "King Oleg of Sweden is dead. We in Russia are also legally part of Sweden. Olegin was killed by the Danish leader. Once we seize the opportunity to take revenge, we must not give up."
"Huh? Just our ship?"
"Exactly. I hope I can find the leader."
Jevro wanted to persuade Rurik not to be too naive. When one or more ships appeared on the vast sea, how to determine whether someone on the ship was the most noble person?
Jevro asked again: "So, how do we deal with this ship? If we raise the sails to full, we can catch up and sink it."
"Then chase it! Sink it, capture a few prisoners and ask about the enemy."
Taking advantage of the wind, the Avora carried more than fifty tons of supplies and ran wildly across the sea with powerful momentum. Her speed is maintained at around ten knots. Compared with ordinary long ships, this speed is considered the limit of sailing. However, facts have proven that in extreme conditions, the Aurora can run at a speed of twenty knots when blown by strong winds in a storm. .
She surged wildly in the gradually constricting strait, and even though the discerning sailors of the ship rowed desperately, the Aurora rushed forward unstoppably.
The time has come, and Yevro shouted: "It's time to show your abilities! Seize the opportunity to launch!"
This is the first naval battle in the life of the newly recruited Balmok mercenaries. They manipulated the torsion slingshot from a high position, and when the Avrora made a smooth broadside against the enemy, the five slingshots were launched almost simultaneously.
The distance between the two ships was only twenty meters, and the oarsmen of the longboat screamed in panic. They all saw clearly that there was a row of people holding bows standing on the ghostly ship, and then came the fatal blow.
Because only one "tongue" is enough.
At a close enough distance, the torsion slingshot punched four large holes in the longship, and the people on board were attacked by arrows on a large scale. They didn't even have time to pick up the round shields hanging on the side of the ship to defend themselves. The Danes, who were only wearing cloth clothes or with bare arms and arms, were hit by arrows one after another.
"Stop it! You are doing a good job!" Jevro gave the order to fire, and the Balmok mercenaries who were fighting for the first time lowered their bows in extreme nervousness.
A clean naval battle, this scene was seen clearly by Nolen, who was wearing an iron helmet.
Is this really what naval battles look like? Is this how the Russians fight?
Nolen's heart was beating rapidly. She hurried to the bow of the ship and grabbed her husband Rurik's arm, although she was speechless.
"Are you scared?"
"..."
"Nothing." Rurik looked at the side of the ship calmly, "The battle has begun. The enemy is prepared. It is impossible for us to pass harmlessly. Give up your illusions and prepare for battle. My dear, can you draw the bow?"
"I..." Nolen pouted and suddenly made up his mind: "I can."
"Give you a short wooden bow, and once the war begins you shoot arrows by my side. Listen, my women must be female warriors. Now, fight with your Balmok natives, and then we all look at Balmok The style of a chief’s daughter.”
After a while, a man who fell into the water pulled the rope thrown down and boarded the ship.
As Rurik was wont to do, he promised that if he told everything, he would not only survive but also be released.
No, it didn't even need to be beaten by Jevlo himself with a wooden stick. After the prisoner saw all the people who fell into the water were killed, considering his own situation, he told everything.
A boatload of people frowned as they listened to the prisoners' "threats of war."
Although Rurik and his brothers had been mentally prepared for a long time, who would have thought that the Danes would block all access to the Baltic Sea in name?
In particular, the Oresund waterway, which is supposed to be the widest and safest, has become a key guarding point. The Danish leader Hafgen and the dangerous Red Dragon are cruising in the strait.
Jevro didn't know whether to laugh or be sad: "Sir, the battle is indeed inevitable. Since their leader is waiting for us to break in, we..."
"Of course it's an attack!" Rurik geared up, with an indescribable desire to fight in his eyes. "The bow of the ship is painted red? That Red Dragon is their pride? Alliance leader Hafgen is on that big ship?!"
"Tongue" obviously heard the mutterings of the young and noble northern lord, and immediately climbed to Rurik's feet and prayed: "Hafgen is on that big ship, and he has been wanting revenge for several months. If you force your way through the strait, fifty or even a hundred ships will intercept you. The Red Dragon will definitely fight you."
"Duel? Okay!"
"Sir," the prisoner continued to pray, "I will tell you the truth, please release me now."
"Release? Of course." Rurik shrugged, "When we defeat your leader, we will reach the shore and release you."
"Ah! This..."
"What?" Rurik's mood suddenly changed and he bowed his head in contempt, "Do you think we will lose? Will you become fish bait?"
"Ah! No. You will win. You will definitely... win!"
It was obvious that the prisoner could not imagine that his Robard tribe would be defeated.
Rurik was too lazy to say anything. He gave Jevro a sudden look, then glanced at the bow of the ship, and finally ordered the prisoner to stand up.
"Okay. I'll let you go now. Yevro, it's done, you know it!"
"Okay! Sir."
As a result, with a scream and the sound of falling into the water, the prisoner was thrown directly from the bow of the ship. The prisoner's body directly collided with the keel of the Aurora, and the person who fell into the water died on the spot...
The whole ship knew the truth. Next, of course, is the battle with the red dragon!
"Brothers! Get ready for a big battle. Now, hang our flag on the mainmast! Old soldiers, put on our battle robes!"
"I don't want any cover-up! I want the enemy to know that the people fighting them are Russians!"
Avora's mainmast fluttered the oar flag with a white background and interlaced blue stripes, and quite a few Danish lords of this flag already knew the power it represented, the Swedes.
Today's Rus' people only belong to part of Sweden, but last year's war was called the "Western Baltic War". All forces were involved. A large number of Gotlanders who fled into Jutland were clearly remembered by the Danes. got that flag.
The waving flag was Rurik's deliberate provocation, and the phantom of the big ship was extremely vivid to all Danish longships within a radius of five nautical miles.
As it was approaching noon, the battle was inevitably about to break out.
The Aurora has entered the entrance to the Oresund Strait! Her overly flamboyant figure had long been discovered by the Danes who were waiting for her.
During these days, the alliance leader Hafgen ordered the red dragon to be on standby. He polished his iron sword all the time, and his will to fight never changed with the passage of time.
While their morale was high, their subordinates reported the information that everyone was looking forward to in their ecstasy.
"That's great!" Hafgen pulled out his long sword and ran to the Red Dragon that was parked and waiting.
As many as two hundred warriors boarded this most powerful Viking longship, and the people left the moorings shouting chants.
Behind him, ten more longships followed.
The huge paddles propel the ship forward. From a bird's eye view, the ordinary dragon-headed longship looks like a centipede, while the Red Dragon is like a dangerous red-headed centipede.
This Danish fleet is indeed very dangerous. The Robard tribe has organized a very powerful fleet in Northern Europe in this time and space. If Hafgen intends to go south and float to the Seine River, the Frankish king will be afraid.
But what's the use?
The Russians under Rurik and the whole of Europe were not playing a chess game.
This was a fateful battle. Rurik at the bow of the ship could already clearly see the entire fleet that suddenly appeared.
"Red Dragon? It must be the longest ship." Yevro said with his sword.
Rurik blocked the midday sun with his hands, and he could clearly see the long ship that was as slender as a sea snake. Compared with other ships, it was indeed very special.
"This must be the Red Dragon. Tsk tsk, apart from the long hull, many oarsmen, two masts and sails, can this be called powerful?"
Jevluo kindly reminded: "Sir, we should indeed be vigilant."
"Your reminder is good. In my opinion, the battle is over. We will win easily. Oh, it's so boring..."
My Lord is actually sighing. This young and beautiful boy is actually sighing in disappointment because the victory is too easy? ! Should he be praised for his bravery and confidence, or should he say nothing?
Jevro chose to shut up, and then carefully implemented his duties, requiring his mercenary warriors to abide by their duties, obey orders completely in battle, and show no mercy to the enemy.
Rurik was indeed very disappointed. He didn't expect that Denmark's proud Red Dragon longship, whose power was boasted by the prisoner, was this kind of thing? !
If an ordinary longship is equivalent to a car, then the Red Dragon is an extended Lincoln.
But with the figure of the Aurora, it is clearly a heavy tank!
As the distance approached, Rurik noticed that the enemy's assembled fleet was adopting some kind of tactical formation.
Rurik, who thought this was nothing more than another quick victory, suddenly realized that the enemy was actually adopting a "sea pincer offensive."
"Are the Danes planning to double team me? Then they will bring me a little threat."
It is said that to capture the thief first, capture the king. Rurik issued the simplest battle order: "Brothers! Target the largest ship! Target the Red Dragon! Charge! Listen to my order and sink the Red Dragon! Kill the Red Dragon. All enemies! Kill the Danish leader!"
Yes, taking into account the strength of the big ship, Hafgen and his cronies came up with the most reasonable tactic that was a pincer offensive.
The Red Dragon is the core of the Chinese army, and a large number of longships on both wings are responsible for outflanking. Hafgen believed that his red dragon was strong enough and would be able to stop the enemy's momentum. Once it succeeds, it will be besieged by the insect swarm. Countless hooks will lead the warriors to climb up. Victory will belong to Denmark.
The two parties in the battle actually had a tacit understanding of duel.
But it was the Aurora who took the lead.
The bull trebuchet threw a large number of stones. Although only two stone bullets hit the red dragon, one oarsman died suddenly.
The sudden casualties made Hafgen feel incredible. It was obvious that the distance between the two ships was still very far, about 250 meters.
All trebuchets only have one chance to shoot, and even the Avora only has one chance to charge.
For a real general to fight with one horse, any battle lasting three hundred rounds would be absurd.
Rurik saw clearly the current situation, and the real killers all decided the outcome with one strike.
This is exactly the case for Avora. Her current displacement is close to one hundred tons, which is truly a miracle of ships in this time and space. On the other hand, even if the Red Dragon carried 200 people, its total displacement was only 30 tons.
If Avlora's bronze bulbous bow collides, it doesn't even need to actually happen. According to the calculations of traditional physics, Rurik has already won.
Now, it's like a duel between two heavily armored knights on the school field. The pride of Danish leader Hafgen is being eroded instantly by the imminent threat! This bold and arrogant man standing at the bow of the ship is like a handsome boy standing in front of a speeding truck.
From a distance, the big ship with a triangular sail was not very big, but the collision was about to happen. Hafgen finally understood what his seriously injured brother-in-law was crying about at that time! My sister didn't tell any lies! Poor Hafgen had no chance of escaping. He was just trying to make a fool of himself.
The bow of the Avora left on the water was four meters high. Like a boulder, she collided directly with the Red Dragon!
The red snake head coated with cinnabar was directly smashed into powder.
Strength is relative, and the Avora also trembled violently. Most of the people on the deck fell to the ground due to the tremor even if they were prepared.
Rurik pulled Nolen and quickly stood up from the deck.
Just now, the Aurora tilted sharply due to the violent impact. Fortunately, the huge amount of wheat in the cabin caused the center of gravity to be below the waterline, and she quickly stabilized the hull.
"Hey! Look at the situation! Is our ship damaged?" Rurik shouted.
A sailor hurriedly jumped into the cabin, and a muffled roar came from a moment later: "Boss! We are indestructible!"
Rurik was overjoyed and shouted to his probably dazed brothers: "Fight! Get up and fight! Let the Red Dragon sink completely!"
The collision was over. In fact, the Avrora had passed through the Danish defense line. Rurik could order the stable ship to sail away through the Baltic Sea.
Although the Red Dragon was fatally wounded, it was like a bull whose throat had been cut. It was struggling, but it was still some time away from death.
However, Hafgen, the great hero of the generation, was smashed to pieces by the bulbous bow of the Avora in the collision just now!
Perhaps for a noble nobleman, his death in battle should be spectacular.
Like Lionheart dying from a farmer's crossbow sniper, like heavily armored Barbarossa falling off his horse and drowning while crossing the river.
Some noble men are so bold that they don't realize that their position on the battlefield is seeking death.
Hafgen, leader of the Danish alliance, died at the age of thirty-seven.
The cause of death was that he was killed on the spot while standing on the bow of his ship, the Red Dragon, in an attempt to stop the advance of the Aurora.
But how did Rurik know in the first place that he had personally killed the Danish leader and avenged his two other wives, Carlotta and Ella?
Under the control of capable sailors, the Avora made a smooth turn, and various long-range weapons on the big ship were fired, killing the bunch of frightened and helpless Danish warriors standing on the gradually sinking Red Dragon. Unfortunately, these Danes released a few arrows and made a token resistance, and then they were crushed by the bottom of the oncoming ship.
After all, the Red Dragon is an open-top extended longship. If it were a traditional Nordic naval battle, this ship would definitely be the King of the Sea. However, the entire bow of the ship was destroyed, seawater quickly poured into the entire ship, and with the last blow instructed by Rurik, the entire ship sank...
The other longships were shocked! Many Danes realized that their leader Hafgen was probably dead in the battle. What should we do now? The red dragon is dead! That big sea monster-like ship is still killing people wantonly!
The longships dispersed, and their will to fight collapsed. They tried their best to paddle straight to the nearest coast.
It seems that everything has settled, and the red dragon sank in the channel waterway. There were a lot of pieces of wood floating on the sea, floating corpses, and even people trying to swim to the seaside holding pieces of wood.
"It's over! It's all over. Just like what you said, sir, we won in one fell swoop." Jevro panted and laughed.
Rurik nodded, hugged Nolen, who was emotional, and faced his men with different expressions on the deck: "I don't know if the Danish leader is dead. You see, their pride has turned into sawdust, maybe Among these floating corpses is the abominable Hafgen. We won! Let’s go back to Rossburg!”
From the beginning to the end of the battle, it only took half an hour.
Avora continued to move forward with the help of the north wind, and in the evening, the narrow waterway suddenly opened up.
Rurik, has returned to the Baltic Sea.
