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Chapter 5 Picking peaches or something - I'm supporting allies!

In this way, the first Hadrian siege came to an end. After stabbing the English cavalry who were swearing to death - or seeking death - into a sieve, the Scottish and the Dwarf coalition also lost the spirit of attack. At the same time, the sun was already in the west. The little things that had eaten in the morning had long been digested. The stomach began to roar. Wald and Wallace looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. So the coalition had to withdraw their troops and return to the camp.

Seeing the coalition retreating little by little, the people of England standing on the wall finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then there was a deafening cheer. The English originally thought this would be an easy battle - before that, it was not without them when they were temporarily suppressed by the Scots. But as long as the English retreated to Hadrian's Wall, the Scots had no choice.

However, now, the situation is completely different. In addition to facing their old rival, the Scots, the people of England have also encountered new challenges, namely the dwarves sailing from Scandinavia and the Norwegians.

It was only three years since the last Viking invasion. The people of England still remembered these two enemies freshly. Whether it was the strong and brutal Vikings or the well-trained dwarves, they were difficult to deal with - in the last war, the English were able to win, because of the carelessness of the Nordic coalition forces. After occupying the city of London, they thought they had won. Only then were the English seized the opportunity to successfully attack. The second was because of the loss of lips and teeth. The contribution of the 20,000 troops contributed by the United Kingdom of Ireland-Welsh, and their elves allies made the English surpass the Nordic coalition forces for the first time in terms of the number of troops. This made it a success.

Both armies were all strong enemies. Especially the dwarf army, although only five thousand troops were dispatched last time, their bravery was still fresh in the memory of the English. The endless variety of siege equipment made the English even more frightened.

This time, a total of 20,000 dwarf troops, plus 20,000 Scots, a total of 40,000 troops were located at the city of Hadrian. The English suddenly felt a huge pressure. Although the coalition forces were defeated for the first attack, the siege troops lost nearly 4,000 troops. However, the casualties of the English as the defensive side were equally huge and unimaginable. More than 3,000 Englishmen - including nearly 500 heavy cavalry, one third of the number of the garrison troops and one third of the garrison troops. In one battle, they were all gone.

The casualties ratio between the garrison and the offensive side was close to one to one. Such a so-called victory was really hard for the English.

Rather than victory, it is more appropriate to say failure. If such victory is done a few more times - no, there is no need to be too much. As long as you do it again, Hadrian's city will be finished. Because the English in the garrison could not have come out a powerful cavalry that was enough to break out of the siege.

"Looking for help is not a shameful thing. After all, the other party is a dwarf. And the number is several times that of ours." So the commander of the England side thought about it, and then decisively sent a messenger to request reinforcements.

"It will take at least half a month for the other party to prepare for the next siege. Please send reinforcements from the Lord. Otherwise, Hadrian's walls will be broken and England will never have peace!"

Under the commander's repeated instructions, the messenger set out with the letter in his arms.

Seven days later - now, it seems that Alfred's reinforcements will take some time before they can arrive. However, the Viking pirates led by Egil couldn't wait to appear under the Newcastle walls. Then they charged directly, as if they wanted to rush in before the enemy could react.

"These Vikings are too arrogant." But the English defending Newcastle is well-trained. Although Norwegian heavy riders roared, they were not scared by them. They still seemed at ease. Because as long as the suspension bridge was pulled up, they would...

"This, what's going on with this? Why did the sling on the suspension bridge break down?!"

Seeing the opponent's cavalry roaring towards him, the defenders in Newcastle Castle were stunned for a moment, and then they wanted to pull up the suspension bridge - but when the English soldiers wanted to do this - the sling broke into two pieces with a "click" sound. However, I don't know when it was sharpened by a file bit by bit. It's okay if I don't move. Once I pull the wheel, I'll be done with a hard time on the sling.

"Cut off the rope! Put down the gate!!!" The suspension bridge could not be pulled up at all. The little officer guarding the city gate made a quick decision and shouted. Then, without waiting for his subordinates to react, he ran to another agency directly, pulled out his long sword and cut off the rope.

However, the gate had no intention of falling off at all. Several English soldiers walked to the front and saw that the gate was stuck on the wall by several daggers. They pulled it down hard and couldn't pull it off at all. They were completely stuck.

At this moment, the Norwegian cavalry roared and rushed to the front of the tomahawks and cavalry, who had rushed to the front, did not slow down, and directly skipped past an English soldier. Before the soldier could breathe a sigh of relief, he realized that his sight had suddenly become much higher. Then he found that his headless body fell down softly. After that, he knew nothing.

Because of the previous spy's contribution, the two city gates of Newcastle, south and north were all broken. It was like the "beep" that automatically removed the clothes, allowing the Norwegian cavalry to ravage them.

After the Norwegian cavalry rushed into the city, some of the soldiers quickly dismounted and ran towards the city wall. The other soldiers did not stop and rushed towards the four gates of the inner city.

"Damn it! Charge and drive all those bastards out! Hurry!" At this moment, the Earl of Newcastle, who was handling official duties in the inner castle, got the news, jumped up, grabbed the long sword hanging on the wall, called his several servants and knights and ran out. He shouted like this while running. Then, more than 500 English spear soldiers stationed in the inner castle, the hook and sickle soldiers, received the order. They quickly gathered and ran outward.

At this moment, the battle in Newcastle had begun. Although the Norwegian knights, tomahawk cavalry and patrol cavalry lost their speed and maneuverability advantages, their equipment was quite good. At least it was much stronger than the spear sergeant equipped with only leather armor, wooden shields and spears. In addition, Hadrian's city was tight, Newcastle was completely fine as the second line of defense - so he threw a large number of defenders into Hadrian's city. At this moment, the various armed forces in Newcastle were only 1,200 or 300 people.

Suddenly, the city defense system failed, which caused a great morale blow to the English. However, the morale bonus of the garrison allowed them to barely maintain and not collapse. On the streets of the castle, the spontaneously organized English troops fought hard, intending to retake the city gates to organize defense. However, at this moment, the Norwegian Tomahawk cavalry and Norwegian knights had already occupied the city gate tower. It was naturally difficult to drive them away from a high place.

On one side, there were elite heavy-armored professional troops wearing heavy chain armor, composite armor, and holding battle axe. On the other side, there were uneven personnel, few armors, and tragic light-armored infantrymen with spears and wooden shields in their hands. Although the number of people was a little more, the narrow terrain of this staircase was completely unable to exert its numerical advantage. They were completely suppressed and beaten by the Norwegians.

After several failed charges, the ladder along the city wall was completely lubricated by the blood and internal organs of the defenders. When they stepped on it, they creaked. The defenders were already brave enough to organize an effective attack.

Afterwards, professional Viking soldiers, who served as the main body of the Norwegian army, and the desperate soldiers flocked in from the already controlled city gates. The English defenders could no longer hold on and completely collapsed.

Accompanied by the deafening cheers at the gate of the city and the chaotic footsteps of the approaching large troops, the English defenders who were barely organizing defense on the streets to resist the attacks of cavalry were in amazement. Many of the slightly clever ones sighed inwardly: It's over. Their eyes are wandering, and they are ready to find a way out for themselves.

"Kill all, don't keep one? No, no, try to catch the prisoners. After all, well, what should I say? The other party has undergone fierce resistance - even after the city gate was conquered, he still fought bravely for a while." At this moment, under the inquiry of the guard knights, Egil said such words, which made the Viking warriors who were still preparing to rob them well feel a little disappointed.

"What? Are you going to occupy this city?" At this moment, the voice of the system elves sounded again.

"No, no, no, in the agreement, this is my reliable ally, that is, the territory that the Scots should have. How could I take this place for myself?" Egil shook his head like this, and at the same time, staggeringly, under the cover of the guards' knights, heading towards Newcastle's inner castle.

"Oh? Will you win the trust from others?"

"That's about it. The Scots have a very high utilization value. No matter what, my army has only 10,000 people. Without relying on the help of allies, I can't afford such a large territory as England." Egil said this. Before he knew it, he had already arrived at the bottom of the inner castle. After all the two walls of Newcastle were declared lost, this small one squeezed into the inner castle, which had hundreds of defenders, was the only territory controlled by the English.

"Well, the opportunity is rare, let's try it out a little. Can you surrender these guys?" Egil thought for a moment, then waved his gesture, and the surrounding Nordic defeated the famous Nordic archers and pulled the bow and turned on the rocket.

"Hey, do you want to surrender? If you don't surrender, you will set fire and burn you to death." Then, Egil shouted at the people in the inner castle with such lazy and extremely annoying emphasis.
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