Rise of Rurik

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After twilight, the Melaron Market closed as usual, and Gould Island under the night lighted some torches as usual. The torches on the island were not to attract merchants who were willing to do business at night. In fact, no one did this, and the market entered spontaneously. to curfew.

Torches burn all night, and sword-wielding mercenaries patrol the island the size of a football field.

The closer the harvest season approached, the more Gould arranged for people to step up patrols. After all, he has already hoarded some goods that need to be transported to Roseburg, and he has also hoarded a lot of silver coins, gold coins, and even slaves to be transported away.

A large number of possessions are likely to attract thieves to attack.

People have been drifting in the arena for most of their lives, and Gould's vigilance can be said to come from the depths of his soul. He trusted in the effect of the Melaron chief's iron fist against thieves and robbers in the marketplace, where captured thieves were usually beheaded in public, and escaped slaves were hanged.

It is difficult to see crimes during the day at the Melaron Market, but at night, who can guarantee that there will be no robbers sneaking up?

A large group of shadows approached the island with a strong sound of treading waves, and the mercenaries who had already started patrolling almost instinctively thought that this was a sneak attack by pirates. All the mercenaries acted for a while. Gould, who had nothing to do and hugged the newly bought Britton maid, was drinking and having fun. After receiving the report from the mercenaries, the exquisite glass fell directly on the sand and gravel. .

He suddenly pulled out his dagger: "Are those bastards without eyes planning to attack my island? Tell the brothers to prepare for battle!"

Gould recruited and trained as many as fifty mercenaries, and more than one hundred sailors under his command were doing various chores on the island.

What he is most worried about is the sneak attack by the blind guy, so the sailor who seems to lack combat ability can quickly put on a layer of hardened cowhide, pick up a short spear and a wooden shield, and act as a warrior. In fact, such warriors are no different from the ordinary warriors of the Meralen. To put it bluntly, most of the sea warriors are armed civilians, and the well-equipped warriors are the warriors.

Gould took the time to set up the array, but the shadows were getting closer and he felt that the situation had become very absurd.

"Sir, once the enemy attacks, the shore will be very dangerous, please retreat a little bit." The newly promoted mercenary captain comforted.

"Back off? Why do I feel like something's not right."

"My lord, it's really dangerous here."

"Wait!" Gould consciously saw the shadows clearly,

Instead, he didn't want to leave. "These ships are not warships at all. Damn, did my eldest son come back early?"

Gould kept his subordinates on alert, unknown opponents did not attack, and he himself did not fight back.

The shadow gradually approached, and Snowleva at the bow suddenly shouted: "Dad! We came back early."

It was the voice of the eldest son, whose sudden return was unexpected.

"Quick! Take the weapons, our brothers are back early, go and pull the boat."

A misunderstanding came to an abrupt end, and all the sailors and mercenaries who went to pretend became handymen.

Under the night, a large number of torches were lit, and a large number of ships dropped their cables and stably fixed them on the trestle pier for the people on the shore. All the sails were hoisted, and the boards that landed were laid down from the sturdy cargo ship.

Rurik opened his eyes wide and tried to see everything around him even in the dark. He looked left and right, and soon in the crowd on the shore, he looked at this guy Gould with the help of the firelight.

"Rurik! You! You are here!"

"Yes, I got the news, I brought some brothers here in person." Rurik, who was dressed in full clothes, got off the boat with Carlotta, who was not in good spirits. For Carlota, after a full year, she set foot on Gould Island again, but this time, she came here as the dignified female leader of the Ostara tribe.

Rurik's visit was a little unexpected to Gould. Now that he himself came, the follow-up work became very easy.

After a brief and brief exchange, Gould realized that the purpose of his visit to Rurik was quite different. Others are here. This is to personally respond to Olegin, the leader of Melaren, about trade, and to make a positive statement on the matter of alliance proposed by Olegin.

No, the girl Carlota is here. She intends to participate in the future alliance event as the leader of Ostara.

Gould didn't know how to judge the future: "Rurik, that Olegin has no reason to break his promise, he will keep his promise. The five hundred pounds of silver you brought can be exchanged for half a million pounds of wheat. As for the alliance. , I can't guarantee that he will admit Carlotta's identity."

"He has to admit it," Rurik said firmly.

"But she's a child and a girl."

"That alone makes her unqualified?"

"Probably so."

Rurik thought about it, it is not surprising that powerful men discriminate against women in this era, but as the leader, Carlota can no longer simply regard her as a woman, because her essence represents the will of the Ostara tribe. leader.

"It doesn't matter, at least we Rus admit them. In my opinion, if Olegin decides that Ostara is dead, it proves that Olegin's incident last year is to sit and watch an ally die."

"Huh? It's interesting." Gould pinched his braided beard, and subconsciously reached out and pinched Carlotta's chubby face: "My dear, it seems that your man is real There is great wisdom, and even know how to maneuver."

Carlotta managed to squeeze out a smile. She was in a very complicated mood, and she was even a little timid to see that Olegin. Similarly, she also complained in her heart that the leader of the alliance was desperate for Ostara's destruction. For the sake of the undead of the clansmen, he had reason to question the leader of the alliance face to face.

The soldiers disembarked one after another. Arik, who was extremely vigilant, stood proudly on the island. He noticed that almost all the people on the island who gathered were wearing leather armor. The chainmail gleamed in the firelight.

He subconsciously became vigilant, and his right hand held his sword hilt at all times. He approached Gould with stubborn steps and asked rudely, "I saw that your people are all armed! What's going on. "

"Ah! It's the hero Arik." Gould hurriedly bowed to the young talents of this tribe.

"answer me."

"Oh, that's it. I almost thought of you as sneak attack thieves." Gould looked at Rurik, "Darling, Melalen's safety is limited to the daytime, and pirates are likely to attack at night. Thank goodness, the response mechanism I arranged is very fast, so that if there is a pirate attack, I can immediately organize forces to kill all the enemies who land on the island."

"It turned out to be so." Gould described something that Rurik never thought of, and he had to admire Gould's high vigilance. "You did a good job, now you don't have to worry. I came to the south, but the people were very worried. No, I have fifty of the best warrior escorts, including your Yevro. Now we are on the island. now, your island will be much safer."

"Oh, that's great."

"When can I see Olegin?" Gould was taken aback by Rurik's sudden and urgent question.

"He... Of course you will meet him, when do you want to meet? Tomorrow? Oh, that's a man with a strong sense of vigilance. This matter is covered by me, I will arrange for a messenger to contact him first, I am even worried He'll reject you just because you're a kid too."

"He dares! I came with money." Hearing Gould say this, Rurik's not-so-favorable impression of Olegin became worse.

Gould blamed himself for saying this casually, and he hurriedly said, "You must be tired and hungry, you should have been in a few days, it's incredible, it only took five days from my island to Roseburg. already?"

Snowreva looked proud, but Rurik was not very happy. He complained: "We sailed day and night, and this is the first time we have landed. I am tired and hungry, and so are my brothers. Gul De, I am the most honored guest, and my cousin is also the great hero of the tribe. You should provide more roast sheep as a reward."

"Good! Just a few sheep is not a problem."

The intense driving and fatigue made Rurik indifferent to the deliciousness of the barbecue. He ate some roast lamb and served it with some thickly boiled salty wheat porridge. . As for cousin Arik, and the brothers who brought them over, how they gulp down Gould's ale, or open their stomachs to eat Gould's sheep, are similar to Rurik's. no problem.

This night, Rurik was forced to sleep on the ground.

He was a little puzzled, whether Gould knew how to enjoy it. He built a house with wooden floors in Roseburg, but it was still a traditional Viking residence on the island? Did he not care much about the construction of the island?

Although he slept on the ground, the sandy ground was covered with a lot of leather. The sleeping shack was soft and warm, like a cradle for tired Rurik and Carlotta.

Rurik was a little fortunate that the Nordic world had a cold climate, and there were no annoying bugs crawling around, so he didn't have to worry about sleeping on the ground and getting bugs drilled into his ears.

A sudden banquet made Gould a little exhausted. The banquet did not consume much of his wealth, but it took a lot of energy to serve the Rurik brothers and even the elite Ross soldiers who landed on the island.

After the banquet of the wind and the clouds, there is another residue.

A large number of lamb bones, half-eaten fish, and some scattered wooden bowls were discarded by the open fire on the shore.

If there is anything that makes Gould very happy, it is that the elite Ross soldiers landed on the island, and the defense strength of the island has increased. This matter is also symbolic, it clearly represents that the power of the Rus has officially infiltrated Lake Mälaren.

A new day and a cool northerly wind heralded that winter was not far away.

After sleeping all night, Rurik recovered his spirits. He got out of the warm shack, put on a coat to keep out the cold, and stood outside a little abruptly, witnessing a huge organic group.

This is Gould Island, and a large number of people are moving around, and they obviously have their own purposes.

Some children in plain gray clothes had ruddy complexions, which meant their health. Most of these children walked past him carrying buckets, and some people were also holding bundles of yellow and dry thatch. They were male and female, and their identities couldn't be clearer.

"Gould, you are indeed keeping the promise to collect Melalen's beggars for me."

They must be some poor beggars who will eventually be transported to Roseburg to become Russ, of course their status is still servants.

Rurik had no intention of accosting these busy children.

He wore a beautiful snow fox hat and a ferret coat. The girl Carlota standing beside him also dressed like this, but when she saw the passing children, the girl's eyes became a little more ambiguous.

"Ah... these children are all rescued beggars." Carlotta sighed softly.

"Huh? You know them?"

"I know. Well, let's not talk about it..."

Carlotta didn't want to mention the sad thing, she was silent for a while, and asked lightly: "These children will be transported back. According to the agreement, I am still the commander of all the girls?"

"Valkyrie Legion? Of course. But..."

"What?" Carlotta suddenly grabbed Rurik's arm, looking expectantly at Rurik's little face who turned his head.

"Well, your Ostara clan is too small. The boys who were rescued, I think they are assigned to you, they are all of your clan, what do you think? Under my rule, your clan It has to be rebuilt."

"Oh, you are so kind." Carlotta smiled and rubbed Rurik's clothes, as if the two were a pair of siblings.

Carlotta was indeed a year older than Rurik, but most of the time she acted more like a sister.

In the early morning, the meeting room where business was negotiated on Gould Island suddenly turned into a dining room.

The island is also full of green smoke. Those who ate meat last night are now starting to nibble on grilled fish again. In the end, it was the man who was still domineering in the vast waters south of the mouth of Lake Mälaren a few months ago. Arik's brothers ate the fish, talked about their previous great achievements, and felt very emotional about the Mälaren people who were immersed in fresh water. many.

Check it out! Under the golden glow of the rising sun, the lake is full of boats with sails, and there are also a large number of paddle boats listening to the lake or fishing nets or fishing.

Arik and Rurik, the two brothers, were sitting in the council hall on the island as VIPs. In front of them were sizzling grilled meat, sticky porridge, and even the rarer raspberry preserves, floating in the air. Intoxicating aroma of mead.

Arik is the kind of unrestrained person. He is a martial artist. In the face of such a rich breakfast, he does not care about etiquette that does not exist, and eats recklessly.

"Uh, you really don't see the outside world." Rurik glanced at his cousin a little speechlessly, and then looked awkwardly at Gould and his son who were sitting upright but also potbellied.

Oh, this time Gould's former mercenary captain, Yevlo, is now a guest of honor.

It is a pair of discerning eyes that can get in the current position. Gould realized that his Yevlo had transformed into a general who was more comfortable with the two generations of Ross leaders. Yevlo is still very young, and will be Rurik's right-hand man in the future. slave? Pooh! Maybe Rurik, who really took power, will give him the title of "war chief", representing the authority of the leader to fight in all directions.

So, Gould entertained the girl Carlotta according to the standard of facing a tribal chief, just as he suddenly realized the extraordinary identity of this girl a year ago.

"Rurik, I didn't expect you to come anyway. I saw that you brought a batch of precious goods that need to be sold, and a huge sum of money..."

After eating a few pieces of extremely sweet and greasy plum preserves, Rurik raised his head: "Don't be polite. Your eldest son has already told me everything, and now I solemnly tell you about my attitude, I am very willing to have a relationship with you. Olegin is in business. Now I have only one question."

"Is it to meet him and make the business solid?"

"Yes! I want to meet him, the sooner the better."

"Ah? In such a hurry? You were in the same hurry when you got off the boat last night." Gould looked surprised: "I thought you would wait quietly for a few days."

"Why? Don't you know that time is money?"

Gould couldn't help clapping when he heard this golden sentence: "Oh, precious time is indeed money. Honey, are you going to see him today?"

"Isn't it possible? I've come with the money, and I've made all the preparations. Maybe after we've finished eating, we'll have to paddle to the market not far away, and I'll see Olegin right away."

Gould looked embarrassed: "It's too sudden. My dear, I'm afraid that only the big leader will come in person to be qualified to see the leader directly."

"Huh? Am I not the leader? The position of leader Ross must be mine."

"That's true, but that Olegin only recognized Otto."

Rurik felt that Gould was inexplicably perfunctory, he stood up suddenly, and Arik, who was busy eating meat, hurriedly put down the leg of lamb. "Gould, isn't that guy going to do business."

Gould's face became even worse, and Arik's murderous look made him fearful.

He hurriedly said: "My dear master. If you just do business, you just give me the money, and I can finish the business with that man. But when you come, if you go to see him, you won't do it simply. Business. You are the heir to the Ross clan, and when you go to see him, you are actually going to see the leader of the alliance. Ah, I hope you can understand.”

Hearing Rurik sit down slowly, his mood stabilized a little, and he probably understood Gould's specious words in his heart.

If the lord of the alliance is similar to the concept of a king, are the tribes that have concluded the alliance equivalent to the concept of a duke or the like? Isn't he the son of the duke?

In this era, the more noble people are, the more pompous they will be. It is a normal state.

Rurik asked tentatively, "You mean that you have to send someone or go see that person in person and report to him that I'm here?"

Gould hurriedly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Exactly. My dear, I will send someone to report to the leader, you don't have to worry about us buying 500,000 pounds of wheat. However, whether he will meet you depends on his attitude. Oh, I hope Olegenle will see you, and..." Gould's eyes glanced at Carlotta, who was sitting quietly and obviously only interested in candied fruit: "And the female leader of Ostara. But May he summon you both."

Rurik shrugged. "I hope so. If he doesn't see me, it doesn't matter to me. Listen, we Russ are not servants of the Mellarens, and I never fear him."

Rurik and his cousin's eyes were firm, as was Carlotta's. Gould secretly admired the courage of the Rus to challenge the leader, not to mention that the Rus did have a great challenge and inferiority, and for their own interests, Gould had to replace the Rus as the new leader tribe.

Gould took a sip of the spicy "Ross Vodka", and the spicy taste made him feel very refreshed: "Ah! I have already sold out of the spirits that can burn, and I have some for myself. The spirits make me a lot of money. , I don't expect them to recognize the name of what you engraved on the glass? Oh, it's called Roman script. Maybe the name of the Rus has spread through these wines, and that Olegin bought a lot of them, and hopefully that guy will Because of the spirits, I have a strong interest in you."

"Wine is a good thing. We make a lot of money, and we should buy a lot of goods during the harvest season. You know my attitude!" Rurik's eyes were determined, "Silver coins are not important, only how many daily necessities can be purchased with silver coins. is the most important."

Rurik is indeed not a greedy man, he is very pragmatic! Gould continued following Rurik's words: "Okay, although the harvest season is late, it will soon arrive. Now the market is also in the last bustling period of the year. Rurik, I will arrange for a messenger. Go and write to Olegin, it will take a while. In the meantime, you can go to the Merlaren Market and you can buy some interesting things."

Go to the market? Rurik suddenly became interested, and visiting the largest market in Scandinavia in the ninth century was a fun adventure.

"Okay! Then go to the market! Prepare the boat, and I will go to the market after dinner."

Gould smiled and said: "Then let Yevro be your guide. And the heroic Aric, you are coming to Melalen for the first time. You two brothers intend to challenge the power of the Melalen people, then Just land at their fairs and see the life of the Mellarens. I think it's important to you."

"They? A bunch of cowards. I'm still interested in buying something interesting." Arik looked unimpressed.

Rurik agrees with Gould's words very much. Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy is the truth.

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