Chapter 61 2.19 Decisive Battle (2)

A straight line of smoke rose from the sentry post on the top of the mountain not far from the entrance of the village, and the scout guarding the entrance of the village immediately blew the huge horn in his hand!

The low horn sound covered the whole village, and all the men and women who could fight in the village took up their weapons and stood in front of the village gate.

Just 15 minutes later, Swain Gonk led 300 shield axe soldiers from Fog Duck Town behind him and appeared 200 meters away from the entrance of Hanshui Village.

Clearing his throat, he said loudly: "There is a monster from the old days hidden in this village! In the Snow Grave Valley, he used magic to bring floods in the cold winter and killed hundreds of my Viking compatriots!"

"The gods in the Hall of Valor are holding fine wine and focusing their eyes on us! Let all of us present a wonderful monster-killing performance to the gods in the Hall of Valor in this boring winter!"

"The first person to break through the city gate will be rewarded with 500 silver coins!"

"Slay the demon king Loki with your own hands and reward 1,000 silver coins!"

"For every hunter killed in Hanshui Village, you will be rewarded with 50 silver coins!"

"All the rest will follow the rules of my Fog Duck Town! As long as you cut off the enemy's head, you can use the head to exchange rice with Old Gongk after the battle!"

"One side of the iron scale is food, and the other side is human heads! The heavier the head, the heavier the rice!"

200 meters away, inside the wooden door, Loki raised the blood axe and made the final mobilization to the villagers around him.

"The enemy has come to our doorstep. At this point, it's useless to talk too much nonsense."

"I promised you the best life in Scandinavia on the day I took office as the village chief! I dare not say that I have fulfilled my promise now, but at least this winter, all the villagers in my Hanshui Village have eaten meat!"

"What's the result?!"

"Our respected Duke immediately led his troops to our doorstep! Why?! Is it because we didn't give him the silver coins in our hands?"

"Do we deserve to eat bran and vegetables, and our children should be frozen to death in hunger and cold?!"

There was silence all around. The villagers in Hanshui Village were not fools. Everyone knew the answer to this question.

"The officials forced the people to rebel, and the people had to rebel. Since the Duke will not give us a way to live, then my Hanshui Village will rebel today!"

Rebelled!

These two words were like a pot of boiling water, igniting the blood of all the villagers in the cold wind. Although the people defending the village at this time were teenagers and elderly people over 40 years old, as the most ordinary people in this impoverished era, their desire for food and clothing was much stronger than the Duke's private army.

They had just tasted a little bit of the sweetness of a happy life. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, they would do their best to fight for a chance for their children to survive.

"Everyone return to their defensive positions! Women pick up bows and arrows, and men hold their axes tightly!"

"The enemy is coming soon!"

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A high-pitched horn sounded the horn of the attack of the soldiers of Fog Duck Town. They took a classic siege posture, holding an axe in one hand and a shield in the other. They protected the huge Viking round shield in front of them to resist the sharp arrows shot by the defenders of Hanshui Village behind the wall.

Standing in the defensive tower were several apprentices from Gor Marash's blacksmith shop. In the past few days, he worked overtime to make several iron-framed hard bows, and after a few days of emergency archery training, he immediately stood in the first line of defense of the village.

"Remember, draw the bow quickly. Pull the bowstring to a full moon and then shoot it at a 45-degree angle. Don't worry about whether you can hit the target or not. We are a group of blacksmiths who are forced to do something without any accuracy!"

"Don't waste your shooting density!"

The blacksmith's arms have extremely strong endurance and strength. Marash and his 10 apprentices shot their bows continuously, and unexpectedly shot a rain of arrows on the watchtower.

The bow is a strong bow with an iron frame, and the arrow is also a full-metal sharp arrow made of steel! This heavy arrow used to fight against the Slavic heavy cavalry can easily penetrate the wooden round shields of the Vikings. Seeing that several subordinates who were leading the battle were shot through the shields by heavy iron arrows, Old Gunk made a quick decision and ordered everyone to charge.

And this hit Loki's full set.

The range of the bow and arrow is about 200 steps. The distance that ordinary humans accelerate to charge is about 30 steps. After 30 steps, when the Viking warriors weighing more than 200 kilograms charged faster, the huge inertia would make it extremely difficult for them to brake.

And at this moment, they found that the thin layer of snow on the ground had turned into hard and smooth ice!

The Viking warriors who were running immediately began to slip, but the crowd rushing behind them made the front team dare not slow down at all. After running 70 steps, when they were only 30 meters away from the gate of Hanshui Village, the pioneers holding up their shields stepped on the air and disappeared directly under the ground with a scream!

"Trap! Be careful of the trap!!"

"Back off! Don't squeeze!"

The invaders roared loudly, but the smooth ice under their feet made it impossible for them to control their speed. A large group of shield-axe warriors squeezed forward and backward and fell into the trap in front of the gate of Hanshui Village. At the bottom of the trap, they were greeted by a row of hard wooden spikes.

"Damn it, charge! Keep charging for me!"

Old Gongke at the end of the team was shocked and angry. He had heard that this young man named Loki had a lot of tricks in his mind. But today was the first time I had seen it with my own eyes. The smooth ice surface and the huge inertia caused nearly a hundred shield axe soldiers to be pierced into a string like kebabs.

The minus 50 degrees wood instantly solidified the flowing blood, and within just a few minutes, the soldiers at the bottom had died. Even if the survivors on the top struggled to escape, they were pierced with a huge blood hole.

"Don't be afraid! Step on their bodies and keep moving forward!" Old Gongke's eyes were red at this time, "The pioneers have paved the way for us with death, and my promise remains unchanged!"

"The first to break through the city gate will be rewarded with 500 silver coins!"

After the spike trap took effect, the bow and arrow had lost its meaning. Old Gore and the apprentices around him immediately withdrew from the high platform, and only Sangji's youngest son Lance remained on the high platform.

Although he was only 16 years old, he was already the best archer in Hanshui Village. Calmly took out a wooden arrow from his feet, and he gently inserted it into the brazier beside him.

The wooden arrow that had been soaked in pine oil for three days was instantly ignited. Lance put the tail of the arrow on the bowstring, and the rocket drew a red arc in the cold wind and accurately inserted it into an inconspicuous wooden barrel next to the gate.

It was a wooden barrel filled with fuel oil.

The explosion of the wooden barrel detonated the black gunpowder buried under the gate. With a loud bang! A large group of soldiers crowded at the gate disappeared immediately, turning into a pool of pink ice slag, splashing on the faces of the soldiers behind them!

Looking at each other, they didn't know whether they should continue to move forward.

A spike trap, an explosive trap Before the axe in his hand touched any villager of Hanshui Village, nearly a hundred shield axe soldiers had died in front of the gate of Hanshui Village!

The gap in strength between the two sides narrowed further!

Old Gongke, who was riding on a horse, had led his troops to fight for his whole life and had never seen such a scene in front of him. He didn't even know whether all this in front of him was a miracle of the gods!

However, what he knew was that the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.

"Damn it! Don't be afraid, follow me!" He roared and led the remaining dozen cavalrymen around him to rush into the city first.

And the first building he saw was the newly built Holy Lord's Church.