As the sound of war drums resounded throughout the swamp, the Vikings rushed towards the stronghold from three directions, and Alfred and the nobles saw that this group of Vikings was also carrying a wooden ladder, which should be Be prepared to attack the fortress.
"Blow the horn and prepare for war." Alfred looked solemn, and he immediately ordered to the men beside him.
"Woo~." A low horn sounded in the fortress, and the Wessex soldiers took action one after another. They entered the armory one by one and took out the bows, arrows and weapons inside. The noise and noise were mixed together. .
"Let's see what these Vikings are capable of." The Wessex generals looked determined. They had no retreat, but they were fully prepared, so they were not afraid of the Vikings. Human siege.
At the same time, Guzlen and others outside the fortress were also looking up at this strong fortress.
"When did they build it?" Guzlen looked at this stone fortress in the middle of the swamp with confusion, appearing as if by magic.
"I don't know, but it must have been a while." Ulf stared at the opposite side intently. It seemed that Alfred had prepared all the countermeasures at the earliest, and this fortress had a natural advantage, being covered with muddy swamps. It is a natural moat, and you may have to pay a certain price to get close to the city.
"Ignore him, let everyone be prepared. Whoever breaks the fortress first will get the right to pick the spoils first." Guzlen waved his hand and said nonchalantly.
The first choice of trophies is usually the right only for army leaders. Now Guzlen uses this as a reward in an attempt to boost the morale of his soldiers.
"Ohhhhhhh~~."
When the soldiers heard Guzlen's reward, they all roared with excitement, because it was not only a material reward, but also a recognition of personal bravery.
A large dark cloud gradually covered the battlefield in the sky, as if indicating that there was going to be a bloody battle.
"Archers." The Wessex general immediately commanded the archers to guard the city wall, and the sound of tight bowstrings sounded.
"What are they waiting for?" But the Vikings just camped outside the castle and seemed in no hurry to attack. This situation surprised many Wessex generals.
"They should be equipment for siege. Be careful." Alfred frowned. He guessed from the Vikings' perspective.
"The Vikings knew nothing about siege equipment. They were just a group of barbarians." However, the Wessex generals were a little unconvinced. In their opinion, they might not be able to defeat the Vikings in the field. After all, the Viking shields Walls and tactics are really scary.
However, the Vikings rarely successfully attacked the city directly, so the Wessex generals were confident that they could defend this fortress. Of course, the cases of Alfred being surprised were naturally filtered out by the generals.
Alfred turned around and left the city wall as if he was going back to rest, leaving the place to the generals for defense.
"Innar, how do you think they will fight?" In fact, Alfred did not go to rest. He found the Vikings in the fortress, the Innar who rescued him and escorted him here.
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"I don't know, every North warrior has his own tactics." Innar was eating an apple with a knife, and he said nonchalantly.
"Our opponent is very cunning. I know him. Ulf is called the Chosen One." Alfred bit his fingernails. This was a bad habit he had when he was nervous. He had already passed through tenacity. The will has changed the whole bad habit, but now it appears unknowingly.
"Chosen One, that's too troublesome." Innar stopped eating the apple, and his expression became serious, as if he was also afraid of this name.
"Is there any explanation?" Alfred was a little surprised. From the Wessex point of view, this was just a manifestation of the Vikings' superstition and ignorance. Neither witchcraft nor magic could shake the power of the Lord.
"The chosen ones refer to people who are favored by the gods. They are usually a little different." Innar sighed softly and said to A
Alfred explained.
"Witchcraft?" Alfred seemed to be enlightened. He thought that Ulf would have some kind of magic to let the Vikings destroy their city walls.
"Not necessarily, maybe it is the knowledge given by the gods. Odin is not only the father of the gods, but also the god of wisdom." Innar knows what Christians think. In the eyes of these narrow-minded Christians, everything does not belong to All the things of the church are ignorant witchcraft.
"Knowledge sounds good." Alfred nodded slightly, but he didn't take it seriously. Wisdom was the forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden. How could pagans enjoy it?
That is to say, when the Wessex people were on guard, in the Viking camp, Ulf was telling Guzlen and others how to build siege equipment.
"Trebuchets and bows can weaken the defense of the fortress." Ulf took out the blueprint and shared it with others.
"But the swamp prevents us from using these instruments smoothly." Guzrun touched the beard on his chin. He thought these instruments of Ulf were very clever, but the unique terrain of the swamp must also be taken into consideration.
"Trebuchets and bows and arrows are all ways to attract the attention of the fortress. In fact, our trump card is digging tunnels." Ulf said to Guzrun.
"Authentic?" Guzlen was slightly surprised and looked up at Ulf.
"Use digging tunnels to attack the Wessex fortress from underground. We can use the soft terrain of the swamp to avoid being discovered by digging tunnels and attack inside the fort." Ulf cleverly used the swamp's power Terrain, attempt to attack the fort.
"Well, this is also a very good method, so let's do it." With the method, Guzlen also had a foundation in his heart, and he immediately agreed to Ulf's tactical arrangement.
The camp of the North soldiers immediately became busy. They cut down a large number of trees. These trees were not only used to build trebuchets, but actually more to make wooden piles to strengthen the tunnels.
Most North people are excellent craftsmen and blacksmiths. They can easily produce materials that satisfy Ulf, but even so it takes time, and they work from morning to night.
As night falls, the bonfires lit in the Viking camp are like stars in the sky, lighting up the entire swamp.
"Damn Vikings, they wasted so long." I thought that as soon as the Vikings arrived in the swamp, they would attack the fortress immediately, but unexpectedly it was delayed until night, which made many Wessex generals impatient. .
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