Bang!

The roar of the waterfall.

Vondolph led his team through the curtain of waterfalls.

Through the waterfall and through the woodland surrounded by greenery, the Blonde King's vital back door is already in sight.

"The scenery is pretty good."

Vondolph looked out from afar.

Nurheimsun, perched on a hillside by a path, sits at the end of a corner in the Hardangerfjord.

Looking back, there is Hardangerfjord at the bottom of the mountain, and then back again, there are rolling snow-capped mountains in the distance.

A ray of sunlight shines through the cracks in the clouds and sparkles on the water of the fjord, making the peaceful town feel like a fairy tale.

I want to color!

It's that wooden barracks that are a bit of an eyesore.

If you want to build a grain and grass base and provide necessary grain and grass support, how to choose the geographical location and transportation is very important.

Nurhelmsson can take advantage of the convenient waterway transportation conditions of the Hardangerfjord, the most efficient transportation in ancient wars is water transportation, the carrying capacity of an ordinary long ship is a hundred times the efficiency of vehicle transportation, the manpower used is still less, the food loss on the road is low, and the speed of the ship is fast.

Relying on the water operation as the main transportation route, it is only 80 kilometers from Bergen, and the transportation efficiency is full of vehicles as short-distance transportation, so it has become the food and grass camp of the Oslo army.

Vondolph muttered: "It's just a Roman smell"

According to Wiley, the Blonde King's engineering team from the Mediterranean Sea built a permanent wooden garrison camp in Nurheimsun.

Not only did they build their foundations, but they also organized the Oslo Army as a Roman legion.

An infantry brigade has 600 soldiers, and the division has a total of 12 brigades, and counting the logistics auxiliaries, the total is calculated at 10,000 people.

This time the war was prepared for two months of baggage.

Thousands of tons of grain, meat, wine, cheese, dried vegetables and dried fruits are quietly stored in front at this time!

When the company officers simply and rudely let the soldiers know what kind of concept this is, there is no need to boost morale.

Vondolph made a gesture, and the southern expeditionary army swept towards Nurhemsson like a wave.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Bergen, shouting and killing shook the sky.

The battle has been in full swing.

Before the official battle, there were symbolic negotiations in Viking tradition, which eventually evolved into fighting sentences.

Translating it, the process is roughly as follows.

"Ten years of hard work, 98,765 yuan, to the four seasons of bathing, three days and two nights, once spent."

"Two nights a day, three men and four women, lying on the grass at five or six o'clock, picking mushrooms, seven, eight or nine, very tired."

"It's so neat!"

Although many experiences were exchanged, the negotiations eventually broke down.

The war began on the ocean.

Unlike the naval battles of the Mediterranean in the classical era, the Vikings' dragon ships were designed from the outset to quickly transport troops and loot.

The Vikings, who sought to maximize maneuverability, had long scoffed at naval combat equipment such as ramming angles and hooks, which could increase the weight of the ship and hinder the speed of the ship.

This determined that naval battles between the Vikings were mostly fought by the simplest and roughest hand-to-hand combat.

Whichever side has the advantage in the quantity and quality of troops can basically predict the outcome of the naval battle.

Although the small forces were deflated during the war, in terms of overall volume, Bergen relied on a more developed economic strength, and the navy still had the advantage.

In the face of the disparity in numbers, the Oslo Navy has always sent small groups of pirates to harass them with low intensity.

Despite the betrayal of the sea wolves, there are still pirate teams under their command, such as the Victor Brotherhood from Sweden.

The Victoor Brotherhood, founded in rebellion against the Queen of Denmark, is a well-known mercenary in the North Sea.

After accepting the Blonde King's mission, he began to take on the task of attracting and distracting the attention of the Bergen Navy on the undulating waves of the North Sea.

The headquarters of the King of the Golden Hair began to attack by land, making use of their strengths and avoiding weaknesses to give full play to their advantages in land warfare.

In order to prevent birch bark shoe party-raiders, crossing the mountains, plundering livestock, killing and injuring the population, Bergen built a wall in the direction of the interior, but it was not large, it was still in the stage of rammed earth + wood.

What is terrifying is the city defense technology that Bergen has acquired through the maritime trade.

Although the Oslo army attacked Bergen in the form of a Roman siege, there was no real progress in the first few days.

They set up Roman ballistae and Roman trebuchets, and the stone shells and ballistas attacked very violently, causing some casualties.

But Bergen also mastered the Roman way of defending the city, as well as Roman ballistae and Roman trebuchets.

The two sides began to fire at each other, and the casualties quickly mounted.

Every day, comrades-in-arms die, including high-ranking generals.

Olaf III, nicknamed the Pacifist, stood at the window of the Hussite fortress and looked sadly at the corpses that had been carried down: "War"

If he could, he only wanted to do business with the Blonde King, and he didn't want to fight at all.

At this time, the Bergenians who were preparing for war hurriedly pushed wheelbarrows to transport armaments.

When Olaf III saw the wheelbarrow, he thought of his son-in-law and new ally.

There are a lot of goods in Bergen that are sold by sons-in-law.

Like steel swords, steel axes, etc., are hard currency.

Since it was determined that the alliance was made, he gave his son-in-law's caravan some goodwill and cracked down on the cottage workshop.

These things are quite convenient to use, and some are even better than Roman instruments.

It may be that they all love business, and Olaf III has a good impression of such a son-in-law who has not yet met, and plans to find an illegitimate daughter from the monastery.

- Although he didn't have anything to do with the queen, as a Viking ruler, he still had a lot of illegitimate children.

"When the time comes, talk to Ingrid, treat it as a daughter, and don't fool your allies."

He has already received the news that the alliance is confirmed.

But when the southern expeditionary army reached the sea, there was no news for a long time.

"I don't know how Ingrid is doing...... Speaking of which, I wonder if I can participate in the trade of the East through him? ”

Bergen is on the southwestern border of Norway, directly exposed to the vast Atlantic coast.

The fjord's warm currents from the Atlantic Ocean, sheltered by the seven surrounding peaks, make it rainy and sunny, with an average temperature of 10°C, making it one of the few livable areas in the north.

BJRG is a mountain, VIN is pasture and meadow, and since ancient times, it has been a green meadow among the mountains.

At that time, Olaf III immediately fell in love with the superior geographical environment.

Initially based on North Sea fisheries, Bergen has grown over the years to become the largest port and trading center in Scandinavia.

Salted fish, butter, furs and other products from the north are transported to Bergen, from where they are loaded on ships to other European countries, and from there cereals, red wine and honey are transported to the northern mountains.

In recent years, Bergen's frequent business activities have overtaken Oslo!

In this way, more troops can be fed, so that the Queen of Denmark can not give up and continue to transfuse.

But none of these trades are as good as the legendary Window of the East.

But the Window to the East was in the Swedes' sphere of influence, and it was an existence that even his mother, the Queen of Denmark, feared.

I heard that my son-in-law made a fortune in northern Sweden, and I don't know if I can join forces and give Sweden together

Rumble!

The stone projectile cut through a parabola and smashed into a wheelbarrow, the barrel shattered and the grease flowed all over the ground.

Olaf III came back to his senses and restrained the expression on his face: get through the battle at hand first.

He approached the staff officer, Chigu.

Chigu was a missionary who traveled the Mediterranean, and Roman technology came from him.

He confidently said: "As we expected, the Oslo army will attack the east gate. ”

"The wall-ditch-tower defense system that we have been working overtime to build has come in handy."

The essence of these artificial fortifications is to increase the strength of the force.

By modifying the terrain, the effect of replacing part of the soldiers was achieved.

In terms of efficiency, this is a good replacement, and when completed, it presents a complex system of artificial obstacles.

"The Oslo army can't block our oceans, cut off our supplies and reinforcements, and I'm confident that it will last forever!"

The missionary said, "As long as the allies arrive, it is not a problem to take the initiative and defeat the Blonde King head-on!" ”

Olaf III nodded in satisfaction.

So the question arises, when will the allies arrive?

The messenger who arrived first said: "The sea is changeable, and it is reasonable to be late. ”

Olaf III believed.

The next day, the Blonde King spoke in front of the battle: "I will fulfill my promise, and after the capture of Bergen, I will not need a single silver coin!" I will reward you! ”

When the word spread throughout the 12 brigades of the Oslo army, the Viking warriors were boiling.

Fighting a war is to grab money, food, and women.

In the past, when I looted, I had to give the big boss a big head.

Now the big boss says no, and he will give you a bonus, and the morale will be directly full!

The Blonde King is not enough.

is over half a hundred years old, but his body is still strong, standing on a high platform.

The blade of the sword pointed directly at Bergen, and the sea breeze blew his messy hair like a lion: "Look! The doors of Valhalla are opening to us! ”

"Listen! The hooves of the Valkyrie chariot are ringing over us! ”

"Live, enjoy the riches!"

"Death, glory!"

"For Odin! For the Valkyries! For endless milk and honey! ”

So the morale completely bursts, and Bergen still owes a tube!

Under the cover of ballistas and trebuchets, every Viking warrior frantically rushed towards the walls.

"Snatch their gold and silver!"

"Take their wives!"

"Kill!"

In front of Bergen's walls, Vikings roared and bloody!

Finding that no matter how much they used archery, they couldn't make these desperate fellows retreat, and seeing the defenses in front of the city walls being destroyed little by little, the missionaries began to lose so confidence.

Qigu opened his eyes and was killed: "What about the allies?" Where are the allies? How long will it take for the allies to arrive? ”

The second messenger arrived, confidently giving an affirmative answer: "Three days!" It'll be there in three days! ”

Now the Bergen defenders were emboldened.

Olaf III also gave the reward at the right time.

Everyone is a Viking, and they can all enter Valhalla, who is afraid of whom!

Seeing that the defenders were holding their ground again, the Blonde King struck.

"Surrender now, and everyone will rob Bergen's treasure together!"

"How many silver coins do you make in a month, so desperate, now follow us, kill Olaf III, and divide the king's treasury!"

The morale of the Bergen defenders is shaken!

Olaf III barely held his ground, and was eager for reinforcements.

But three days later, in the calm sea, not even a single boat shadow appeared.

The third messenger.

Olaf III couldn't help but say, "It's always been you!" ”

"It doesn't matter."

The messenger said: "On the way to the army, my lord was stopped by the sea wolves under the command of the Golden King, and after the battle, he won the victory, and took advantage of the sea wolves to attack Oslo! ”

"The Blonde King's hometown has fallen!"

"Hold out for seven more days, and my Lord will arrive!"

The messenger swore by it.

The officers looked at each other, and their feelings were a little complicated.

Is it a good thing to win, or to capture the base camp of the Blonde King.

Although they don't know how to do it, they are happy to see the blonde king unlucky.

But when I think of Oslo's wealth, it has nothing to do with me.

I was pressed hard here, and my allies made a fortune.

Olaf III smacked his lips and reluctantly accepted the fact.

Anyway, the port was not blocked, and he was willing to be rewarded and stabilized the morale of the army, and he could barely continue to hold on.

In order to boost morale, at the behest of Olaf III, Vondolf's deeds spread.

At the beginning, his original intention was to give everyone a sense of confidence.

But I don't know what's going on (the water army) spread more and more exaggerated.

When Olaf III woke up, he heard the guards outside the door saying, "Did you hear that? Our ally, Master Vondolf, master of the Sea at the End of the World, has set out from Oslo to help you fight your way out! ”

Bergen struggled to defend the city for three weeks, and it was difficult to hide the decline of the weak army, and Vondolph freehand stole Oslo to show the true character of the strong army!

Olaf III: "? ”

"Forget it, just take the pressure off everyone. It's raining? ”

Olaf III turned his head.

Outside, it was raining and the rain was pounding on the quaint wooden houses and cobblestone pavements of the streets.

On the eaves, a drop of rain falls to the ground with gravity.

Tick!

A drop of blood ran down the tip of the knife and dripped down a pool of blood.

The ripples are dotted, the blood is like a mirror, reflecting a figure that rushes open the camp gate!

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the crumbling camp gate that had been hit collapsed inward, and the flames that the defenders hastily lit rose like a red dragon!

Drifting sparks, a figure broke through the fire curtain, and the black eyes seemed to pull out two scarlet streamers, each knife could take a life!

Poof!

Scarlet blood doused the flames.

The Southern Expeditionary Army poured into the large camp and met with little decent resistance.

There were quite a few garrisons left, but most of them were auxiliaries.

The war chiefs of the garrison also did not expect at all that someone would really cross the plateau and go around behind the ass.

He was very drunk when he was raided.

By the time the sluggish brain reacted, the barracks had been completely collapsed by the Southern Expeditionary Army.

Woo woo –

The trumpet of desolation, this is the last resistance of the battalion.

The blood-dripping blade pointed diagonally at the ground.

Feng Daofu personally led the ascetics in plate armor, and he didn't need any tactics, and rushed over in a column to eat them raw.

The chieftains' guards were not mediocre.

They lined up in a gun formation, roared angrily, and their guns, hands, and eyes stabbed straight at each other.

Then they saw sparks from the spear heads and armor plates, and a cold light that took over the entire field of vision.

Poof!

The head in the pointed helmet flew up.

Vondolph chiseled through the array of guns and strode into the tent.

"I vote."

Burst!

The long knife went through the chest.

Feng Dolph listened to the cheers outside, kicked the corpse away, and sat in the main seat.

The 500-kilometer climb over the mountains and mountains is just for this half-hour attack!

The most important battalion of the Oslo army has fallen into the palm of your hand!

After thinking about it, let's explain the intention of the Blonde King.

Don't want loot, but also spend money to reward, which is essentially similar to burning money to grab the market on the app.

Take Bergen, he is blood.

Let the war chiefs consume too much strength in the siege of the city, paving the way for the subsequent centralization of power.

By the way, personal preference is satisfied.

(End of chapter)