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"Boom~~~." The fireball thrown by the catapult drew an arc in the sky and hit the city wall like a meteor, sending sparks flying everywhere.
The dry thatch on the stables and houses built against the city wall in the castle was immediately ignited by sparks. The splashing grease flames were simply the white phosphorus bombs of the ancient world.
"Damn it, God." The city defender cursed when he saw the fire in the castle. At the same time, he was shocked in his heart. When did the barbaric Vikings have such sharp long-range siege weapons?
"Dang Dang Dang~~~." The alarm bells kept ringing in the castle, and the originally peaceful castle became noisy. Soldiers and civilians inside were carrying buckets to put out the fire, and figures were moving around.
"Hahahaha, it's burning."
"Well done."
"By Odin, this is the most beautiful sight I have ever seen."
Compared to the panic in the castle, the Vikings outside seemed happy. Nothing was more interesting to them than seeing their enemies suffer.
"Keep firing." Ulf did not stop, he ordered the second catapult to start firing fireballs.
"Hoo~~~, boom~~~." A ball of flames smashed into the castle again, and the flames rose like fireworks in the night sky.
"Wow ah ah~~~."
The Vikings enjoyed a free fireworks banquet here. Guzlen even asked people to bring wine. While drinking, he watched the castle that had troubled the Vikings for decades now turn into a sea of fire.
"Odin is on top." But only the coastal lord Roy looked bad. He couldn't appreciate the scenery at all, because Ulf's catapult had been recognized by everyone, and every cheer was recognition of this weapon.
"Well done, I have been fighting for so many years, and this is the only time I feel painful." Guzlen came to Ulf's side with a wine glass, and he said to Ulf excitedly.
"Wait a while and then use stones to attack the city wall. You will soon be able to create several gaps. I'm afraid you need to prevent the strong warriors from being the vanguard from attacking the castle." Ulf pointed in the direction of the castle and said to Gutz Lun said.
"Then let's do it!" Guzlen handed the cup filled with wine to Ulf for him to drink together, while the craftsmen around him were busy loading stones into the catapult.
At this time, less than five miles away from here, the Wessex army led by Alfred has just been stationed. It takes time and materials to gather a large army, so it is reasonable to advance slowly.
"The castle is located on a high ground, overlooking the entire beach and forest. The Vikings could only attack the city wall with their backs." In a pointed-top Angsa-style red tent, Alfred stood in front of the wooden table and looked at the people in front of him. Map, said to Isaac, Jacob and his military commander.
"Even if there are thousands of Vikings, it will take at least two weeks to attack the castle." Isaac pointed to the castle drawn on the parchment and said to Alfred.
"That's right. Although the castle there is not built of stone, it has been repaired for several generations and is very strong." Alfred said with some pride. Castles were built across the country, even when the Vikings invaded the kingdom. Among them, the castles had to be conquered one by one, which greatly slowed down the speed of the Viking raid.
"The Vikings will definitely be blocked by the castle. We will gather the army north of the city wall and wait for them to be exhausted and rush out of the woods in one fell swoop." The military general pointed at the map with his left hand wearing a leather glove, which marked the In the direction of the castle and the coast, he said to Alfred and others.
"A good idea, but we don't know when they will tire. What if the Vikings divide their army into three or four parts and attack in turns? They have five to six thousand people." Isaac said to The military general said that he always thought of the Viking army that attacked his uncle's Fort Lincoln. At that time, they divided their army into several parts, creating a false impression for the people in the castle.
"Issac is right. We should quickly support the castle and rely on the castle to pin the Vikings to the beach." Alfred nodded slightly. He felt that Isaac's suggestion was very pertinent.
"No, your majesty, we can't nail the Vikings to the beach." But Isaac shook his head. His words surprised Alfred, Jacob and the military chief. Didn't they want to eliminate them? Did the Vikings spend so much effort building castles and gathering armies?
"Issac, what do you mean?" Alfred knew that Isaac would not talk nonsense, so he looked at him and asked.
"We should bleed, rather than attempt to eliminate them all at once. You must know that the Vikings are good at moving. If they find that they cannot attack the castle at once, then they will immediately board the longship and leave to find a new landing place. We will Forced to lead the army around," Isaac explained to Alfred and others.
"That's right." Under Isaac's explanation, Jacob and the military chief immediately understood that the threat from the Vikings had always been endless harassment.
"How to bleed?" Alfred became more energetic. He looked at Isaac with almost gleaming eyes. If it weren't for his ugly and fat appearance, Alfred wished he could hold him and kiss him twice.
"Divide the troops into small groups and go to support the castle operations. This will give the Vikings the illusion that they are about to break the city, but they are always unable to break it, so that they continue to invest their own materials and manpower." Isaac The hands in the sleeves were shaking slightly. After enduring all these years of rolling eyes and contempt, I finally felt like I got what I wanted.
"A good way to completely kill the Vikings." The military chief also showed admiration. Such a destructive trick would not be thought of by knights like them who like to fight in the sun.
"In addition, we should also dispatch His Majesty's navy to cut off the Vikings' supplies from the sea. Without supplies and being trapped under the castle, even tens of thousands of people will be immediately defeated." Isaac suggested to Alfred.
"Well, that's it. Thank you Lord for giving us a chance to win." Alfred's serious and thin face softened at this time, and he crossed himself.
"thank God."
Isaac, Jacob and the military chief also quickly made the sign of the cross and said loudly, but Isaac was slightly disappointed in his heart.
After confirming the strategic plan, Alfred immediately led the army to Wareham Castle. They were convinced that the Vikings would not be able to capture the castle in a short period of time. Therefore, as long as the time was almost appropriate and the troops were sent to defend the castle, they could Carry out a bloodletting plan.
"Boom~~~." With a loud noise, a section of the wooden wall of Wareham Fort collapsed. The wooden wall that was originally tied tightly rolled down four or three times in an instant. The wall that originally seemed indestructible now looked like an indestructible wall. An old man's mouth is open.
"Odin~~~~." A North warrior wore an iron helmet and raised the round shield and ax in his hand. The golden beard on his chin swayed with violent swings. With a roar, the North warriors rushed towards the gap like a tide.
"Fire~~~." The archers on Fort Wareham fired arrows desperately, and those arrows hit the Vikings' bucklers like raindrops.
"Buzz~~." The Vikings showed no sign of weakness. They approached the city wall, picked up their javelins, pointed them at the archers on the city wall, and threw the javelins fiercely.
"Pfft~~Ah~~~." The javelin penetrated the body of an archer, and he fell off the city wall.
The Vikings poured into the castle like a flood. In less than a moment, shouts of killing were heard everywhere. Some Viking warriors who had stormed the city wall raised their axes and hacked at the defenders. .
"Waaaah~~~." Vargas was more direct. He raised his hand and threw an archer directly from the city wall. When he fell, the archer screamed. Almost covering up the sound on the entire battlefield.
"Ping~~~." Luther waved the long-handled battle ax in his hand and swept towards the defenders of Wareham Castle lined up on the shield wall. The Wessex people were very good at learning. After many years of dealing with the Vikings, , also learned the use of this shield wall.
But when facing the berserker, they realized how fragile the shield was in the face of brute force. The shield was chopped into two halves, and several fingers were cut off from the hands of the guards behind the shield. They were in pain. At the sound, other people turned and fled, and suddenly they crowded into a ball on the narrow city wall.
Surrounded by his personal warriors, Guzlen attacked the entrance of the fortress in one fell swoop. This is the main defensive building of the castle. It is usually the residence of lords, knights and nobles. But now the door is closed, the window is open, and the archers come from there. Shoot arrows outward.
"Bump away." Guzlen waved the Viking iron sword in his hand and ordered the soldiers around him.
Soon a thick crashing log was carried over, and the other accompanying warriors raised their round shields to resist the arrows from above the fortress. There was a dull crashing sound after another, and the sturdy building originally made of oak The door was crumbling at this time.
In the early morning of the next day, the mist blowing from the sea shrouded the entire Warehamburg. People were like a deep fairyland, but there were groans everywhere.
"One day, it really took one day." Coast Lord Roy looked at the scene in front of him and felt it was so unreal. Judging from past experience, no one could capture a castle in one day, but Ur But the husband did it, and his trebuchets quickly smashed gaps in the city wall, making the originally strong city wall lose its defensive role.
"Lord Roy, am I doing well?" Ulf came over at this time, and he said to the coastal lord Roy with a smile.
"Uh, me." Roy seemed hesitant. He felt dizzy when he thought of one hundred pounds of gold. Even if he sold all his land, it would not be worth that much money.
"One hundred pounds of gold, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time to prepare!" Ulf smiled and put his hand on Roy's shoulder and said to him kindly.
"Humph, I will sell my territory and disband the army to prepare for you." But Roy once swore to Odin and the Ringwraith in his hands in front of Guzlen and many counts. Of course he would not dare to destroy it. Lose the bet.
"Well, that's not necessary. Why not, Lord Roy, I have an idea." Ulf patted his shoulder and whispered in Roy's ear.
"What?" Roy frowned. He didn't know what Ulf wanted to do.
"How about one hundred pounds of gold as a reward for hiring your army?" Ulf knew that Roy had an army of three hundred people. Of course he couldn't afford to pay back one hundred pounds of gold. In this case, he would definitely be recruited. it works.
"Hire me." Roy was stunned after hearing this. He thought for a moment. One hundred pounds of gold could hire him for at least three years. As long as he could endure it for three years, he would regain his honor.
Just when Ulf was fooling Roy, the army led by Alfred came to the river bank north of Wareham Castle. They were about to go to support Wareham Castle, but they found that in addition to mist, there was also mist in the castle. There was smoke rising.
"What's going on? Why are you so quiet?" Alfred was wearing chainmail and a red velvet cloak. He wore his own golden crown on the hood of the chainmail hood and had a black horse on his crotch.
"Are the soldiers still resting after a night of fierce fighting?" Isaac frowned. He was riding a gray donkey on his crotch. He was wearing a monk's robe and looked like a dwarf next to the heroic Alfred. clown.
"Your Majesty, something is wrong. Look at the flag on the castle." The military chief squinted his eyes and looked above the castle. He happened to see the wind blowing away the mist. What was floating above was not the flag of Wessex, but Flag representing the Viking Gutzrun.
"Warehamburg has been captured by the Vikings?"
"How can this be?"
"We've come very quickly."
"Lord, did the devil help them occupy the castle?"
"These fearsome Vikings are truly like demons from hell."
At this time, the soldiers were shouting all around, and they all showed expressions of horror and fear.
"Your Majesty, the castle has been occupied. It is better for us to return to the army immediately, withdraw to the castle and reorganize the army to fight again." The military chief quickly suggested to Alfred.
Alfred looked solemn after hearing this. All their strategic plans were executed around Fort Wareham. Losing Fort Wareham now would mean the bankruptcy of the strategic plan. The best way would be to withdraw immediately. , leaving behind.
"No, Your Majesty, we have finally gathered the morale of the entire Wessex army at this time. If we withdraw at this time, rumors will spread that we have failed." Isaac hurriedly stopped him.
At this time, the two armies are like taut bowstrings. If one side retreats, it will be immediately pursued and killed, which will greatly damage the morale of its own side. They must not retreat.
"In the name of the Lord, we will not retreat." Alfred looked at the flag flying over the castle, his eyes became sharp, his chainmail gloves wrapped the reins, and he said sonorously.
