Chapter 5 Picking Peaches or Something—I'm Supporting My Allies!

In this way, the first siege of Hadrian came to a tragic end. After stabbing the English cavalry who swore to die - or rather sought death - into a sieve. The combined forces of the Scots and the Dwarves also lost the spirit of attack. At the same time, at this moment, the sun is already in the west. The little I ate in the morning had already been digested. My stomach started growling. Wald and Wallace looked at each other. They all saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. As a result, the coalition forces had no choice but to withdraw their troops and return to their camps.

Seeing the coalition forces retreat little by little. The English people standing on the walls finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then erupted in deafening cheers. The English had expected it to be an easy battle - not without a moment of temporary pinning down by the Scots. But as long as the English retreated to Hadrian's walls. Then the Scots have absolutely nothing to do.

Now, however, the situation is completely different. In addition to facing their old rivals, the Scots, the English have a new challenge. Those were the dwarves who sailed from Scandinavia, and the Norwegians.

It's been only three years since the last Viking invasion. The two enemies are still fresh in the minds of the people of England. Whether it's a strong and brutal Viking, or a well-trained dwarf. They were all difficult to deal with - in the last war, the English were able to win, partly because of the carelessness of the Nordic coalition - after taking the city of London, they considered themselves victorious. Only then did the English seize the opportunity to raid successfully. And the second, it is because of the cold lips and teeth. The United Kingdom of Ireland-Wales and their elven allies contributed an army of 20,000 troops. For the first time, the English surpassed the Nordic coalition in terms of the number of troops. That's what made a difference.

Both armies were formidable opponents. In particular, the dwarven army, although only 5,000 troops were dispatched last time, but its brave posture is still fresh in the memory of the English. The endless variety of siege equipment made the English people even more frightened.

And this time, a total of 20,000 dwarves, plus 20,000 Scots, a total of 40,000 troops were located under Hadrian. The English suddenly felt a huge pressure. Despite the fact that the first attack of the coalition forces was broken. The siege force lost almost four thousand men and horses. However, the casualties of the English on the defensive side were equally unimaginable. More than three thousand Englishmen, including the nearly five hundred heavy cavalry, were one-third of the garrison, and more than one-third of its strength. In World War I, all of them were gone.

The ratio of defenders to attackers was close to one to one. Such a so-called victory was really difficult for the English to accept.

It is more appropriate to say defeat than victory. If such a victory were to be repeated a few more times - no, not more. Just do it again, and Hadrian's City is over. Because the garrisoned England could no longer come up with a cavalry strong enough to break through the siege force.

"Ask for help. It's not a shame either. After all, the other party is a dwarf. And in terms of numbers, it is also several times more than ours. So, the commander of the English side thought about it and decisively sent a messenger. Request reinforcements.

"The other party is preparing for the next siege, and it will take at least half a month to do so, so please send reinforcements from the Lord. Otherwise, Hadrian's walls will be breached, and England will never be at peace!"

At the commander's repeated instructions, the messenger set off with the letter in his arms.

Seven days later, that is, now, it seemed that Alfred's reinforcements would not arrive for some time. However, the Vikings led by Egil couldn't wait to appear under the walls of Newcastle. This was followed by a direct cavalry charge, seemingly hoping to rush in before the enemy could react.

"These Vikings are too blind. "Just. The Englishmen who defended Newcastle were also well-trained, and although the Norwegian heavy cavalry roared in, they were not intimidated by them. It still looks like it's at ease. Because as long as the suspension bridge is pulled up, it will be ......

"What's going on with this, what's going on?!Why is the suspension on the suspension bridge broken?!"

Seeing the cavalry roaring towards the opposing brigade, the defenders of Newcastle Castle were stunned for a moment, and then tried to pull up the drawbridge - but when the English soldiers tried to do so - and then the sling broke in two with a "click". But I don't know when it has been sharpened with a file little by little. It's okay not to move. As soon as the reel is pulled, the sling is struggling, and it is directly finished.

"Cut the rope, put the gate down!! "The suspension bridge I saw was basically impossible to pull up. The petty officer guarding the city gate immediately made a decision and shouted. Immediately after that, without waiting for his subordinates to react, he ran directly to the front of another mechanism, pulled out his long sword and cut the rope at once.

However, the gate had no intention of falling—a few English soldiers went to the front and saw that the gate had been stuck in the wall with several daggers. I can't pull it even if I pull it down. Completely stuck.

At this moment, the Norwegian cavalry roared, and the Tomahawk cavalry that rushed to the front did not lose their speed and crossed directly next to an English soldier. Before the soldier could breathe a sigh of relief, he noticed that his gaze was suddenly much higher. After that, I found that my headless body fell limply. After that, there is nothing to be learned.

Because of the previous spy's work, Newcastle's two gates, one south and one north, were all broken. It's like a "beep" that automatically removes its clothes, and lets the Norwegian iron horse ravage.

After the Norwegian cavalry stormed the city, some of the soldiers quickly dismounted and galloped towards the top of the city walls. The rest of the soldiers did not stop, and rushed towards the four gates of the inner city.

"Damn! Charge, get all those bastards out! Quick!" At this moment, the Earl of Newcastle, who was in the inner castle on official business, got the news, jumped up directly, grabbed the long sword hanging on the wall, beckoned a few of his squires and knights to run outside. Shouting as he ran. Immediately afterwards, more than 500 English spear sergeants stationed in the inner fort, the hook and sickle soldiers, were given orders. also quickly gathered and rushed outside.

At this moment, the battle in Newcastle has begun. The Norwegian knights, tomahawk cavalry and patrol cavalry lost their speed and maneuverability. But the equipment on the body is quite good. At least much stronger than the spear sergeant, who was armed only with leather armor, a wooden shield and a spear. Coupled with the fact that Hadrian City was tight, Newcastle was completely fine as the second line of defense - so a large number of defenders were thrown to Hadrian. At this moment, the total number of various armed forces in Newcastle City is only 12,300 people.

Suddenly, it was raided. Immediately after that, the city defense system failed. It was a big morale blow to the English. However, the morale bonus of the garrison allowed them to barely maintain themselves and not collapse. On the streets inside the castle. The spontaneously organized English army fought hard in an attempt to retake the gates in order to organize a defense. Only at this moment, the Norwegian tomahawk cavalry and the Norwegian knights had occupied the city gatehouse. Condescendingly, it is naturally more difficult to drive them away.

On one side are heavy elite professional troops wearing heavy chain mail, plate chain composite armor, and holding battle axes. On the other hand, there were tragic light infantry with uneven personnel, few armor, and spears and wooden shields in their hands. Although the number of people is slightly larger. However, the narrow terrain of the staircase is completely unable to give full play to the numerical advantage. Completely pressed and beaten by the Norwegians.

After several failed charges, the stairs up the walls were completely lubricated by the blood of the defenders and their internal organs. It creaks when you step on it. The defenders had lost their courage. It is no longer possible to organize an effective attack.

After that, the Vikings of the profession, who were the main body of the Norwegian army, and the Death Warriors swarmed through the already controlled gates. The English defenders could not hold any longer. Completely collapsed.

With the deafening cheers of the city gates and the chaotic footsteps of the approaching army. The English defenders, who were barely organizing their defenses in the streets, were in shock as they fended off the cavalry attack. Many of the slightly clever ones have already sighed secretly: It's over. His eyes wandered, ready to find a way out for himself.

"Kill them all, not one of them? no, no, no, try to capture as many prisoners as possible. After all, well, how to say it. The other side has also resisted fiercely - even after the city gate has been breached, they still fought bravely for a while. At this moment, under the questioning of the knight of the guard, Egil said such a thing. To the disappointment of the Viking warriors, who were still preparing to rob them.

"What? are you going to take this city?" At this moment, the voice of the system elf rang out again.

"No, no, no, in the agreement, this is my reliable ally, that is, the land of the Scots. How could I possibly take this place for myself?" said Egil, shaking his head, as he staggered towards Newcastle's inner fort under the cover of the Knights of the Guard.

"Oh, do you want to be trusted?"

"That's pretty much what it means. The Scots also have a high use value. In any case, my army is just over 10,000 men. Without the help of allies, it would not have been possible to eat such a large territory as England. Egil said. Before I knew it, I had come to the bottom of the inner fort - after the two walls of Newcastle were all declared lost, this small inner fort, which was crowded with hundreds of defenders, was the only territory that the English controlled.

"Well, it's a rare opportunity, so let's try to see if we can recruit these guys. Egil thought for a moment, then waved his hand, and the surrounding Nordic defeated Nordic archers pulled their bows and replaced them with rockets.

"Hey, are you going to surrender? If you don't, I'm going to set you on fire and burn you to death. Immediately afterwards, Egil shouted at the people in the inner castle with such a lazy, extremely annoying emphasis.

...... Will this really be successful?

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