Rise of Rurik

The proud polar bears who dominate the northern ice and snow world, when they see the sudden mass deaths of their companions, they really realize who is the real master of the ice and snow world.

They gave up the food they had in their mouths, although the food that started to stinks was just a meal they had to eat to regain their strength after they had finished hibernation.

They began to turn around and flee towards the woods, but they couldn't really escape the hunter's pursuit.

This is like war!

When the polar bear towers its head majesticly, the Corvin hunters are on high alert. Now that they have escaped, the hunters have no longer cared about the trapped beasts, they were relatively low in stature, and with the iron spear and bow and arrow in their hands, they chased the fleeing bear.

However, the mercenaries of the Rus people interpret what is called the great change of the hunting age!

The cheapest, one-time-use glass arrow clusters are filled with crossbow arrows. The mercenaries shoot freely, and the fugitive bears also hit arrows.

Even if they don't even have arrow feathers, those arrows that can be cut out with slightly flat tails can barely maintain stability in high-speed flight.

A large number of crossbow arrows hit the bear before the Corvin chasers, and the bear fell in pain in a clumsy and terrified run.

As Rurik and the blacksmith Kravasson discussed at the beginning, the production cost of the crossbow arrows of the glass arrow cluster is very low, but it has a very special lethality for light armor units.

The relatively sharp cluster of glass arrows pierced the bear's skin, and the cluster of arrows broke within the bear's body. The more the bear struggles, the more foreign bodies in his body cut through its fragile organs, resulting in continuous damage.

The Kewen hunters rushed up, stabs the struggling bear, and after a complete kill, their goals changed immediately.

Let's talk about these polar bears.

They ended their hibernation, dragging their hungry and thin bodies around for food. They are omnivorous creatures, so they can eat rot under extreme conditions.

They smelled the faint odor in the air, and spontaneously rushed to the quiet mine, and found food that could be eaten under the hillside.

They are originally scattered hunters, and usually only in September of the "salmon tide" will they gather in large numbers in some estuaries to catch the fish they need peacefully. The biggest reason for them to maintain harmony is that they have enough food for a period of time, but now, in order to fill their stomachs, there is no such thing as a large number of competitors.

Bears are bears, they have only animality, and in the face of strange things that are constantly approaching, they did not retreat first.

It was this hesitation that fulfilled a wealth of mankind.

At one point, more than 30 bears gathered near the mine, but as many as 20 were hunted together!

The unprecedented success shocked Mechasta, and what shocked him even more was that in all the hunts, almost the crossbows in the hands of the Rose mercenaries completed the first and most important kill.

The crossbow, which has unprecedentedly strengthened the hunter's combat effectiveness, but also greatly increased the fierceness of the war.

Jingru these sadly beginning to decay and turned into a polar bear meal, they are all members of their own tribe, and almost all of them died from crossbow shooting.

Metzasta found several rusty feathered crossbow arrows, combined with some of the smashed faces of the deceased, and he determined that the object of killing was the crossbow.

All the members of the missing expedition, except for the executed Woimakashad, were found. They are here, exposed in the wild for five months!

Subsequent troops arrived one after another. When Rurik stood under the mine again, he had already seen that the vanguard troops were already holding a dagger full of bear blood and slicing off the entire bear skin.

The bear's head is the first to be chopped off. It is heavy and hideous, and it needs a hunter to hug it up.

Being able to hold and hold the bear's head high is the self-proof of the hunter's power.

Now, Mezzasta has collected twenty bear heads and placed them in a more regular manner so that his owner can inspect them.

Rurik finally arrived, and his ankle was sore after the long trek.

This is probably the case for most people. In fact, everyone’s clothes, especially the leather boots on their feet, are more suitable for walking on snow and ice. Trekking and pine needle mats are really laborious.

Seeing the arrival of the little master, Metzasta hurried to report the situation without wiping the bear blood on his face.

Rurik just wanted to take a short break. Seeing that Mezzasta was a little embarrassed, he had to cautiously ask: "What's the matter? What monster did you fight with? The blood stains on your face..."

"It's a bear! It's a bear blood." Mezzasta bowed slightly with delight, "Please come with me and see our trophies."

"Then let's go." Rurik shook his neck and signaled his resting subordinates to continue on their way. Finally, everyone stood on the top of the low hill to complete today's action.

He led his men, especially the boys who had left Roseburg to meet for the first time.

When everyone saw a large number of hideous bear heads piled on the soft pine needles, even Rurik couldn't help taking a breath.

"This... is it all you just killed?" Rurik asked cautiously.

At this time, Mezzasta lost his previous happiness. He said with a blank face: "Master, we killed a lot of bears, but let some escape."

"It doesn't matter. I don't think you have a record of killing so many bears in one go in your life."

"Your words are true. But to attract a large number of bears to one place for encirclement and suppression, you really need some bait."

Bait? Rurik was very excited. He saw that the vanguard he sent out had no casualties, and the bear was hunted on a large scale. Can bear hunting be like fishing and casting a net for fish? Only need to release some bait to complete a large number of hunts?

But he noticed Metzastad's solemn expression, and realized that the matter might not be simple.

"Go ahead, what is the bait you are talking about?" Rurik asked.

"It's there, please... come with me."

Hearing what he said, Rurik suddenly realized, and his nose also smelled a faint smell in the air that was different from the **** smell, like the smell of seal meat after several days.

Rurik motioned to all the soldiers of the tribe to follow up with him, including the boys and girls under his command.

He already knew what he would see next. When he thought of seeing terrible scenes, he could have ordered all the children under his command to avoid them, but when he thought of today, he must live strong in such a wild world, even if it is. Children, perseverance is like steel. Mental stimulation? ! Come on then! Young soldiers cannot be afraid of corpses.

Rurik knew that the team evacuated here at the beginning of the year, and the large army had collected some of the enemy's dead bodies, but there were still many scattered in the wilderness without anyone collecting them.

He finally followed Mezzasta's footsteps and approached the so-called "mass burial pit", which was a snow nest of dead bodies picked by the Ross people a few months ago.

Most of the ice and snow have melted, and a large number of dead bodies are lying on the pine needles. They begin to decay quickly, and their broken bodies have changed, and a large amount of grass is also vigorously blooming.

Many children covered their mouths and noses, and the maids of Rurik huddled together in horror, covering their eyes subconsciously.

Like Saiporava, she threw directly into her brother's arms, not daring to look at the corpses of the people.

As for Sister Carlotta, they just stared quietly. It can't be said that their hearts are cold-blooded, but they have already experienced mental stimulation that is even more terrifying than this. When they see a large number of deaths again, their hearts have long been numb.

The mood of the Ross warriors did not fluctuate. Some of the people who had experienced the battle before recalled the environment here and began to recall the battle.

Mezzasta looked downcast, and it is true that any leader would be sorry to see the large number of corpses in his tribe. This person's sad look made Rurik a bit familiar, and his father Otto, who wanted to come, showed the same sad look when he talked about the graves on Tombstone Island.

"Yes, these people are your tribe. I participated in that battle, and I shot your fighters. I have to do this, otherwise I am lying here..." Rurik's words were extremely serious. He was explaining the rationality of his killing.

Mechasta didn't mean anything to blame for this. He just saw the corpses of the tribe with hatred. When thinking of the powerful army of the Ross people, any thoughts of resistance were immediately gone. We can say that this guy has betrayed the courage of the past. He is indeed rational, and he has realized another way of survival: if he fails to beat them, he will become a part of them.

Mezzasta still had a blank face: "Master, I only have one request. I hope to bury them, and I will build a tomb for them here."

"Okay! I have this idea. We have already reached the bottom of the mine. I tell you that on the top of the mountain is the mine developed by your expedition, and there is also your body on it."

"Ah!?" It was another piece of bad news like a bolt from the blue. Mechasta suddenly shook his body, and then tremblingly pleaded: "I hope you will allow us to bury them all."

"Of course. Not only do you want to be buried, but I also have to set up a tomb area. Your shaman is still in the team. I will help your people complete a tomb before the sun sets today and allow you to perform sacrifices. ."

Suddenly, Metzastad's nose sore, and he knelt down, thanking the Ross people for their kindness.

Ah, although it was indeed the Ross who killed the expedition. Mezzasta no longer cares whether the Rus’s current determination is hypocritical, because things are developing as Rurik said. The Russ really started to fill the decaying corpse with dirt directly to make a big tomb!

A shovel began to dig into the wet soil, and a group of people from the Iron Squirrel tribe began to bury their dead tribe with various tools or with only their hands.

Some women recognized the deceased as their relatives. They buried the deceased in their grief, but they could not mention their hatred for the Ross people.

They had to compromise, but the development of things made them more gratified.

The tribe’s shaman Porla has been alive and well. During the time when he lived in Roseburg, everyone believed that this woman was affirmed by the Ross people.

Why is this so? Perhaps the most direct reason is that she is a psychic.

The Burakumen were burying the corpses. From time to time, male Burakumen and Rus’ mercenaries, wrapped the limp corpses in coarse cloth, walked down the top of the mountain and threw the corpses into the grave. The Ross are cleaning the battlefield they should have cleaned four months ago.

They even threw the spears and some small wooden shields they found into the tombs as burial objects for the deceased.

Throughout the burial process, Polla, a wizard dressed as an owl, twisted her body violently in the sun, and muttered words that no one understood.

She was actually relaxing her even, including the muttering on her lips, which were meaningless words made in obedience to her heart.

She is such a person, who firmly believes that everything is animist and that she can talk to the dead in the sea of ​​souls.

She fell into madness, subconsciously thinking that the soul of the deceased could return to the sea of ​​souls because of the rest, and the deceased had no hatred for the Ruth who killed him. Whether it is for inner meditation or purely political purposes, the shaman in his madness has already thought of what he should say during the sacrifice in the evening.

Mezzasta took his tribe to bury the dead, and Rurik fully supported it. They did this slowly, but Rurik took his own Ross tribes to climb the low hill and once again occupied the mine developed by the Corvin.

Although it has been four months, traces of the destroyed tents are faintly visible. All signs indicate that there are human activities here, and now, humans have taken over here.

Without Rurik's orders, Kawei already held the axe and hammer for digging the rock, and began to dig out the ore that can be seen everywhere.

I have to say that the ore is so easy to find! Although the entire mine has a large amount of gray granite, excellent metallurgical experts can identify the veins at once standing on the top of the mountain.

The formation of chromite is special. Magma rich in iron and chromium is accidentally pushed to the surface by the mantle, forming thin filamentous veins. They are fundamentally different from the surrounding granite in color, and this difference is truly vivid in the eyes.

Kawei and his blacksmith students from Lord of Salmon began digging, and quickly stuffed the rock in the crumb state into the prepared linen pocket. To take these ores away is really a physical task, and Kawei can no longer take care of so much. After all, in his opinion, the biggest obstacle to iron smelting in his family has never been too little labor when ironing, but ore. Is difficult to obtain. Not to mention high-quality ore, even inferior ore is difficult to obtain!

Unlike the more reddish iron oxides and blackened magnets in the mountainous area of ​​Roseburg, the iron ore here appears to be specially made of metal, in short, it is very shiny. Kawei didn't know that this was chromite. He actually knew that there was an element marked as Cr in the "Element List" that Rurik took out, but he couldn't know its actual existence.

In fact, this is not surprising, because there is only one chrome ore in Europe, and it was discovered by humans in 830 AD. It is very interesting that the first to discover the chrome ore on the plane was actually a group of ancient Finns who gradually separated from the Stone Age and ran into the Iron Age, who should have only had the concept of legend in history.

After all, history has returned to normal in some respects. As the legend says, the Kovins settled down at the mouth of the northernmost river in the Gulf of Bothnia. The literati are not far away to migrate.

The unnamed river finally got a name. Its name was supposed to be "Kemi River". Due to a slight change in history, it naturally pronounced "Aironorava" in the language of the Corvins, which is also "Iron Squirrel River". The name is indeed a bit weird, it is named after the name of the Kovin tribe that settled here.

The sky gradually dimmed, and all those who rushed to the mines could only sleep in the forest.

Everyone was not afraid to sleep on the street. They lit a campfire and began to cut the flesh of the polar bear, and they wanted to barbecue on the fire to eat their belly.

A huge tomb was sealed and buried, and the tribal shaman made a huge pile of pine branches to build up.

Kawei took the children, carrying heavy ore down the mountain one after another. To smelt these ores, it would take a while to build a furnace. Because of exhaustion, Kawei didn't want to do anything, his eyes gradually aimed at the lively science and technology people.

"Hehe, are you preparing for a major sacrifice? Are you praying for the dead?"

Although he is not a fighter, he does not believe in Odin, the patron saint of fighters. As an admirer of the **** of blacksmiths, he had doubts about the Hall of Valor. After learning about the Kewen's belief in the sea of ​​souls and the animism, his own beliefs became even more chaotic.

"Maybe the gods of the East will protect these people forever."

The Iron Squirrel Tribe needs a key priest to calm people down. Rurik knows this very well, and this time she is determined to participate in it herself.

In his opinion, the conquest above the spirit is obviously more effective than the conquest and suppression by force.

Rurik needs to be affirmed by these tribesmen, but they know that Chief Ross values ​​them and respects them.

But almost all the Rus people have no interest in the bonfire ritual activities of the aliens. They didn’t care about the noise of those people, so they lit their bonfires by the woods, set up their shack, ate a few bites of salted bear meat, boiled some of the wheat kernels they carried, and settled a meal. , And then groggy and rested.

It is really difficult to get the people of one's own tribe to participate in the rituals of the alien race. But Rurik will not participate alone. Even if it is for money, his mercenaries will participate in the bonfire sacrifice as a representative of the Ross warrior.

Some Ross people fell asleep, and some were bored and could only watch the Corvin people, whether men, women, or children, dancing frantically against the campfire.

Rurik, this time he actually joined this crazy campfire dance.

In fact, the so-called dance means that everyone gathers in a ring and goes around the bonfire, mumbling some simple prayers from the scholars.

"The Owl God! Appear! The Sea of ​​Communication Souls! Let the dead return!"

They probably mumbled these words, although it felt a little absurd, Rurik took his mercenaries, stupefied with the Corvin, stupefied to pray for the dead.

You know, although the Ross people also pray for the dead, this job is generally done by a professional group of priests.

Rurik actually put aside his noble glory and participated in the sacrifice of the defeated. In a trance, the men and women of the Corvin thought that this Ross child who knew his own language was the one who received the gods.

The people in the circle are divided into three levels of giants. Just in front of the crackling fire, the shaman Porla is shaking violently, as if caught in a shofar wind.

As her madness suddenly ended, the circle of people knelt down.

Of course, Rurik and his mercenaries retreated. They were not Kewen after all.

The shaman was chanting ancient and obscure mantras, and at the same time she was beating her harmonica in her mouth, and there was a sound that could not have been heard in nature, which seemed to be a medium of communication with the sea of ​​souls.

She was praying, and finally after a surly roar, she announced the result that everyone was most eager for.

"Their souls have returned to the sea of ​​souls! They are finally at rest! They no longer hate the Russ! They want our life to return to peace."

Hearing, all the kneeling people stood up, and for an instant, many people burst into tears.

Now Rurik understood it thoroughly, and asked himself, he had to admire the wit of this female shaman.

Since the senior members of the Iron Squirrel Tribe are sworn to cooperate, they are also guiding the cooperation of other tribesmen. In the current situation, Rurik feels that he is still short of a major promise.

He approached the burning bonfire and said loudly: "People of the Iron Pine Tribe! This is your new home. Your cemetery and altar have been established. You will be your own sacrifice without any interference. You will do it. You will only need to pay me a portion of the tribute in the future, and organize manpower to fight for me during the war. My descendants and I will recognize that you are the most loyal servants of our people in Rus.

You are loyal to me, and I will protect you. In the future, you will live by building iron tools, hunting beasts, and cutting wood. You will provide me with a large amount of iron, animal skins, and wood in exchange for my oats and other supplies.

I joined your priest~www.NovelMTL.com~ It was me who participated in the battle and killed these dead. The undead of the dead have forgiven me.

Now I ask all of you to approve of my rule, and you will gain eternal benefits for your loyalty. "

In the final analysis, Rurik is emphasizing one thing: surrender will get preferential treatment.

But he did not expect that the plain tribal people believed in the "revelation of the **** of owls". The meaning of the gods was very clear. Even though Rurik was a Russian, he could indeed exist as his own.

Youdao is fair and free, and Rurik's forgiveness and support are what these scholars and scholars can see and get benefits. Especially after this sacrifice, no one regards Rurik as an outsider anymore. They have evolved to be more willing to bow down to Rurik rather than their true leader Mezzasta.

No, Mechasta took the lead to kneel down, causing other tribesmen to kneel down one after another, and even the shaman also knelt down.

The good show developed into this way, Rurik watched all this blankly, and the Ross people who hadn't slept to watch the show all stood up one after another. They were all exclaiming silently, the king, Rurik, thoroughly tamed the tribesmen, just like taming a group of calves.