king of ros

Chapter 450 Landing in the Fog
The white and bright moon hangs high at night, and the moonlight shines on the empty beach, which looks so natural and extraordinarily peaceful.

This beach is an extremely ordinary beach in Gotland. There are some boulders scattered on the beach, and the sea breeze is blowing. This is the most common view in the northern land.

When the sea conditions are good, occasionally ships will dock here temporarily, but most of the time, no one comes here.

After all, this beach is so unremarkable, even in Gotland, where trade is prosperous, people can't make people interested in it.

The sea surface is also calm, the foggy sea surface looks a little psychedelic under the moonlight, the waves will gently hit the deserted beach every day, and then recede slowly, leaving a little white foam that disappears at a very fast speed , This is also the daily life here, calm and peaceful.

But today is a bit different, because several fishermen came here in the middle of the night, dragging their fishing nets and carrying wood, and they set up a bonfire on the coast, it seems that they intend to fish at night.

"Odin's beard! Hakan, you made us miserable this time, so we have to go out fishing in the middle of the night." A strong man dressed roughly and holding his trouser legs complained, his tone full of dissatisfaction.

"Those gentlemen in Visby raised taxes. Could it be that I contradicted their dog legs with a few words? Ivar, don't be naive, even if I don't do that, we have to face this dilemma."

The short and stout man who was complained didn't hesitate to fight back, but his attention was more on the beach, "I hope this beach can allow us to catch enough fish, let's deal with it now."

"Instead of hoping for this, it's better to hope that the war will end soon. As long as these damn bastards continue their disputes, our days will continue to be uncomfortable."

Finally the tallest fisherman, who had been quietly manipulating his nets, spoke at last.

"I hope, Egil, but such things are not of your own will. And don't talk, it will be daylight if we delay."

Hakan's tone was full of depression, which also made everyone quiet. The three manipulated the fishing net together, and when the sun rose slightly, they completed the arrangement.

The three of them looked towards the sea, and what they saw was the fog on the sea. Suddenly, a horn sounded from the fog on the sea, which attracted their attention, and then they saw a little bit of fire through the fog.

Suddenly, a long ship broke through the fog and appeared, followed by the second ship, and the third ship... They seemed to have an infinite number, and behind them were tall ships that they had never seen before .

There are also some small boats in the gaps between these long boats, which are full of heavily armed soldiers. They are rowing hard, and they are coming towards the coast.

The longboat stopped at the limit they could reach, and then lowered the boards on both sides of the bow for soldiers to disembark. Soldiers in full armor scrambled to disembark along the boards, and some people fell directly over the side of the ship.

The small boats rushed ashore one after another by the force of the impact, and some soldiers even jumped into the water up to their waists, splashing and splashing forward.

The three people on the beach were stunned, and only then did they see the flags on these ships—Rurik's Trident and St. George's Dragon Slaying.

"The Russ are coming! Run!"

Egil, the tallest and strongest, shouted that he had fought overseas for several years and was the most knowledgeable among them, and then dragged two fellow villagers to run away.

Fortunately, the Ross people who landed did not intend to pursue them. Many Ross people stood on the beach blankly. They thought there would be a hard fight, but they didn't expect to see three fishermen fleeing in embarrassment. It wasn't until the officer scolded him that he didn't know what to do, and then he started to defend in a hurry.

The three fishermen ran very fast, and they had to tell the news to the village immediately so that the villagers could avoid the war.

As for reporting to the gentlemen, whoever cares about their life and death, it is true to run away as soon as possible.

And just when they reported the news, the Ross people who made sure that there were no enemies on the beach began to land, and brought soldiers and supplies ashore. Their operations were not smooth, and it was very difficult to land on the beach without port facilities. But this will not affect the overall situation of the Ross landing.

In this way, in this era of wars, Gotland once again ushered in the flames of war, and it was the center of Gotland, Visby, that bore the brunt of the war.

For a long time, Visby has been the pearl of Gotland. It is the most prosperous city here. It has absorbed a large number of people. It does not know how many ships it has to handle every day. And between this entry and exit, the city has also won benefits.

The huge interests make it the focus of competition among the Swedish lords (lords), so he has never faced the threat of war and repelled many invasions from the mainland, but this time, the enemies from the mainland are incomparable Successfully killed their island.

Visby, this prosperous city is now surrounded by those Ross people who killed the island. These distant visitors are eager to take this prosperous city.

A sea of ​​tents surrounds Visby, and the gray tents lined up are endless. Tridents and dragon slayers float on the flagpoles in the camp, and various sounds resound through the sky.

Solid wooden walls had been erected around the huge camp, trenches had been dug, Rostislav had arranged the camp according to the strictest standards, and the expedition had to be cautious, for they were in a strange and hostile land.

The soldiers in the barracks are busy with different things, some are silently polishing their weapons and armor, some are fooling around in the follower camp, and some are making siege equipment under the supervision of officers.

Ding Zhuang, who was forcibly pulled here, was engaged in various jobs, such as cutting wood for the army, or carrying various heavy materials, and supervisors with whips stared at them all the time.

But to the relief of these forcibly recruited strong men, at least these Ross people still gave money. They gave each of them an unfamiliar silver coin as a reward for being recruited. Although it was very little, it was at least better than nothing.

On the surface of the sea, the Ross fleet is swimming, including long ships and Kirk ships, all of which are capable of long-range strikes.

For example, a catapult on a Kirk ship threw grease barrels into the city from time to time.The wooden barrels filled with grease kept hitting the city, and then were ignited by the rockets from the warships. Every time the grease barrels were launched, the city was agitated, because at that time it was the flames that soared into the sky.

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(End of this chapter)