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Chapter 67 Capture Oslo!
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The blood of the King's Son stained the winding cobbled slopes of the Moulin Rouge.

Red lanterns are still hung at the gates of the houses on both sides.

The same red light, but no more lascivious atmosphere.

There are no more dolls behind the mesh fence, just a person.

With a clear face, they looked at the figure in black and golden crown who was bathed in the drizzle on the high platform with reverence and fanaticism.

Looking at the figure facing the standing phalanx, mobilizing before the war: "Is Oslo very strong?"

"you."

Feng Daofu pulled a businessman up: "Businessman from Lübeck, do you think Oslo is strong?"

There were many merchants and guards under the high platform. They were all taken away from the Moulin Rouge these days, and most of them came from the coastal areas.

For example, this blond businessman from Lübeck is a Saxon.

It was originally a small fishing village. Later, due to the division of Germany and the support of the new German Empire, it became an important trading city in Northern Europe.

"I"

When he was suddenly pulled up, the businessman from Lübeck was still looking at the prince who was being sacrificed.

Disbelief, surprise, doubt, shock, haste, fear, and trepidation filled my heart.

He was almost speechless for the first time.

But if you dare to travel in the ocean, you need both courage and insight.

Thinking that he was doomed, the Lübeck merchant said loudly, "Young king, do you know what will happen to you if you are an enemy of the blond king?"

"He has a vast territory, rich resources, and brilliant achievements!"

"With the point of his sword, kingdoms were destroyed one after another!"

"His army spread the slaughter unscrupulously, and used the enemy to dye the glaciers of the fjords bright red!"

"The torrent of dragon ships will destroy all the forces that stand in front of them. Nothing can stop them!"

"Including you and your ambitions!"

Not only the Lübeck merchants, but also other detained merchants and soldiers echoed loudly.

Feng Daofu looked at them and laughed.

"You see him as a giant of the North Sea, but I want to say that this giant is weaker than a child!"

"Know what is the temperature difference between the macroscopic prosperity of the kingdom and the microscopic individual feelings?"

"You have only seen prosperity, but have you seen the desperation of those who were driven out of their homeland, froze to death and starved to death on the way?"

"You have only seen prosperity, but have you ever seen farmers who have worked hard for a year, being exploited and extorted by tax collectors in the name of conquest, and holding on to the despair of starving families?"

"You have only seen prosperity, but have you seen the despair of countless ordinary people who have been conquered, thrown into the mine like cattle by the army of the blond king, and in the blind shaft?"

"They petitioned, they protested, they begged!"

"These were all met with contempt, and what they received was intensified violence and insults!"

"Everything that can be done has been done, but it's all in vain!"

"His vast land, his prosperous Oslo, was created by stepping on the corpses of thousands of Io's sons!"

The figure in black clothes and gold crown grew louder and louder every time.

"You are the sons of Io, brothers and sisters, and people!"

"But in the eyes of the princes and nobles of Oslo, you are just firewood to heat the bath water!"

"When they lay in the ancient Roman baths and indulged in lust, the deep suffering on your body did not disappear!"

"Every lament, every sob of the oppressed sons of Io, stores your wrath!"

"The torrent of the giant dragon boat will also be burned to ashes in the anger, and will be mercilessly swept away by the icy cold wind!"

"The blond king wants to enslave all the sons of Io. Do you want the sons of Io to continue to grovel and beg for mercy?"

"no way!"

"The shackles that imprison the son of Io have long been forged!"

"The clatter of the shackles echoes over the North Sea!"

"If you want to break it, you have to fight! Only war!"

"Fight for freedom! Fight for honor and not be insulted by others! Fight for all the sons of Io to enjoy food, clothing, and prosperity!"

Feng Daofu looked at everyone with firm eyes.

A beam of light came from nowhere and hit the golden crown, as if a pale golden halo was shining on the back of his head.

Everyone let out an uncontrollable exclamation, which became even more fanatical.

Caroline put her hands on her chest and felt the newborn heart beating powerfully.

Ingrid's heart was also beating wildly, her hands clasped together deep in her chest, and the content of the verses she was reciting changed unknowingly.

Brünnhilde glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw that there was no sign of Ava. She muttered something in a low voice, but she was the first to raise her hand: "Long live Son of Io!"

The call of the silver-haired Valkyrie was like a signal.

Thousands of silent warriors roared: "Son of Io, long live!"

"Son of Io, long live!"

Amidst the frantic shouts, came the trembling voice of the Lübeck businessman: "Young king, you will lead those who trust you to the end of destruction!"

Feng Daofu glanced at him: "If this is the case, I will rush to the front."

After saying this, he drew his sword and came to the forefront.

The bugler blew the horn, the sergeants shouted, the soldiers reminded each other, various sounds intertwined, and the array began to mobilize in an orderly manner.

In the eyes of the women and the tied businessmen, thousands of people silently and firmly left the Moulin Rouge.

The movement here has long alarmed the defenders in Oslo.

I thought it was some kind of thug, but when the first group of people came over looking for the sound, everything they saw made them tremble.

The battle flags are flying, the horns are sounding, wearing battle armor, and the phalanx is neat, like iron-gray waves rolling towards the fjord!
What kind of military power is that? It's like a raging fire. Just by glancing at it from a distance, one can feel a sense of frenzy rushing towards it!

the most important is
"How come there are so many people?" The captain's eyes widened in disbelief.

He didn't know how many there were, but felt that this white torrent was endless, as if it would never end!

A Viking warrior nearby murmured: "It's like an avalanche."

It was quiet before the start, and with a slight click, the snow layer broke.

White, layers of snow blocks and snowboards rose up in response to the sound, as if the mountain god suddenly activated his divine power and shook off a white robe on his body, and it was also like a white wave roaring down the mountain!

Facing this white terror, the first person turned and ran away, followed by the others.

The Southern Expeditionary Army didn't care about them either, and had only one goal: Wang Ting!

clang!
clang!
clang!
Oslo, alarm bells are ringing.

The first reaction of many citizens was bewilderment.

Since the rise of the Golden King, the city has not been invaded for decades, and many young people are unfamiliar with the alarm.

But when they saw the white torrent pouring out of the street, everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they ran away in a panic.

A little girl was squeezed and fell to the ground. The child's mother hurriedly tried to rush back, but was pushed by the crowd.

She looked desperately at the child who was about to be drowned by the crowd. At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared and forcibly opened up a space.

The girl looked up blankly and looked into a pair of black eyes.

Feng Daofu looked at her for a while, picked her up, and handed her to the stunned young mother.

Even the young mother who was robbed thought something unspeakable would happen, but she didn't expect it.
Only now did she discover that none of them paid attention to the fleeing people, and they did not burn, kill or loot, just like two parallel lines that did not intersect.

"Nobody hurts their siblings."

No one will destroy their own property. Feng Daofu touched the girl's hair: "Go home."

Looking at the back of the departure, watching the small group of southern expedition troops who stayed behind, they began to maintain order and beat down those individual citizens who wanted to disrupt order.

The young mother hugged her daughter and stared blankly: "How can there be such an army?"

Amidst the complex expressions of countless people, the Southern Expedition Army marched all the way, and soon saw the wall of the royal court.

Only then did they finally meet the strongest resistance force.

In the extreme daylight, the defenders of Oslo formed a shield wall in front of the royal court.

With the buildings leaning against each other, there is no need to worry about the flanks. The Oslo shield wall is stacked to its thickest!
The garrison general's face was solemn.

He didn't know how to gather so many people, and it didn't matter.

As long as they hold the front line, the Danish allies who came to the royal court a few days ago will give the enemy a head-on blow with bows and arrows!
Even if the morale of the enemy army that suddenly appeared in Oslo is strong, the defense of the royal court is far inferior to Bergen, but it is not a problem to persist for two or three days.

As long as the docks pass the news to the Archduke of Jutland in Denmark and they hold on for two or three days, reinforcements will arrive soon.

Even so, looking at the silently approaching white phalanx, the defender generals still sweated, as nervous as if they were plundering for the first time.

He could feel the restlessness of the Viking fighters around him.

Can make them like this, where did these people come from?
The garrison general cheered up his morale loudly: "I thought I couldn't participate in this feast of conquering the whole of Norway. It's a pity!"

"But I didn't expect that honor would fall from the sky when someone is at home!"

"This is the blessing of the Great God!"

"The enemy is very powerful, but the stronger the enemy, the more able to support the glory of the exploit!"

"Think of the king's generosity, how much reward can we get?"

"And we have an ally in Denmark, the pier will send out the news soon!"

"Brothers, can we let our allies laugh? Can we let our family members be harmed?"

"cannot!"

"These guys are powerful, but they don't know anything about the power of Oslo!"

"It's time for enemies and allies to see how powerful our Oslo fighters are!"

The defending general roared loudly, and the morale of the other Viking warriors finally lifted.

At this time, the generals of the defending army faintly saw the golden light at the head of the army formation.

what is that?
Without much curiosity, he raised his hand and gave instructions to the Danish allies on the wall: "Let them get closer."

These allies from the Jutland peninsula used the Hazelbi bow, a one-piece longbow slightly taller than a human.

The shape of the bow is an elongated D shape close to an oval. The bowstring of the bow is made of flax fiber. The material of the bow itself is the sapwood and core material of Nordic yew wood. Bows with special arrows can shoot farther - Viking archers are the source of English longbowmen.

This batch of Heisebi Archers is not many, only more than 100 people, but they can create huge results if they are used well.

The defending general stared at the white army approaching step by step: "Four hundred steps"

"Three hundred steps"

Woo-!
With the long sound of the horn, the Southern Expeditionary Army stopped in an orderly manner.

Then, under the staring eyes of the defending general, three passages were opened in the formation, and the ballista was pushed out.

The defending general couldn't help but growl: "Why do you even have this?!"

No one answered his question, only the roar of the ballista.

Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Amidst the sharp wind, crossbow guns roared towards them.

Although the Viking warriors protected themselves tightly with their bucklers, the oak bucklers were no stronger than leaves in the face of the power of siege machines.

The crossbow gun penetrated the round shield and penetrated directly into their bodies. Even with leather armor, it couldn't resist it!

Even if someone escaped by chance, the broken oak fragments of the round shield of his comrades beside him became weapons, and his head and face were covered in blood.

There were blood holes again and again, and blood mist splashed!
"what!"

Screams rang out, and the seemingly unbreakable shield wall collapsed!

Following the wails of the Oslo defenders, Vondolf led the plate-armored dervishes forward step by step.

The thrown crossbow guns passed over the head, continuing to strike and suppress the Oslo defenders.

The saint in black and golden crown led the core trump card troops of the Southern Expedition Army, and marched forward with a small round shield covering his head and face.

The garrison general's eyes were bloodshot and he blew the trumpet to release arrows.

More than a hundred Hazelby archers stood up from the wooden plank road behind the wall.

They raised their war bows high, and with the neat vibration of the bowstrings, the arrows splashed like water.

Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Feng Daofu could hear the arrows shooting into the small buckler from time to time, making a dull sound.

He was also hit by several arrows, but they were all bounced away by the excellent full-body armor, unable to break the defense at all!

This scene gave the Oslo defenders a huge shock.

They had been hurriedly reorganizing, but now everyone was stunned.

Even the garrison general opened his mouth: "How could there be such an iron man?!"

The Hedebe archers did not fire for long before they were suppressed by the ballistae with a crushing range, which was also mixed with stone bullets from the trebuchet.

Without the rain of arrows, the figures approaching in a row began to synchronize.

They were as tall and silent as steel, and when their war boots stepped on the ground, the earth trembled!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Before they even got close, the Oslo garrison began to collapse.

The defending general wanted to do something, but Brunhilde, who had quietly walked to one side, had already locked him.

The Valkyrie with a high silver ponytail drew her bow, and the bowstring pressed traces on her pale flesh-colored full lips.

call out!
The wind blew the silver hair by the ear, and the pitch-black arrow vibrated the air, piercing directly through the throat of the defending general!

As the corpse fell, Oslo's horn fell to the ground, and the last line of defense in front of the royal court collapsed completely.

pat~
At the pier, the defenders who were about to go to sea for help were stopped.

Atrias hugged his shoulders carelessly: "Brother, don't make things difficult for me."

The defender's face was ugly: "Have you betrayed the king?"

Atelias smiled: "My body is gone, but my soul has found its home again."

call!
The white sails were raised, the Valkyrie was like a fortress on the sea, and the faces of the suppressing dock guards were ashen.

From the bow, Douglas shouted: "Listen, the wind blows from the north, bringing the boom of the cannon!"

"The war has begun!"

"Our brothers are galloping on the land battlefield! We will also join the war on the ocean!"

"For the Saint! For Io! For the thousands of Io's sons!"

　The design idea of ​​a European-style castle is to make the walls as thin as possible.

　　When fighting, wooden planks are used to facilitate the movement of defenders.

　　Similar to the scaffolding built outside the building.

　　This mode can not only ensure the strength of the basic structure, but also effectively reduce the attack range of the parabolic trebuchet, making repair and maintenance very convenient.

　　There is also something like this in China. Rammed earth city walls combined with war tents are a common city defense model in the Song Dynasty.

　　By the way, anyone who has played medieval games such as Dark Souls and War Souls should have an impression of it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)