Rise of Rurik

It seems that money can only buy some people, or most of the dukes are still watching.

At this time, Olegin, who was in a mess, saw Otto, who had been silent, and the two children beside him.

The whole scene made him feel alienated, as if the Russ didn't care about their decisions, or even the ongoing disagreements and quarrels.

Olekin spoke: "Otto, my old friend, you Rus people, are you willing to continue to fight with me south? We attacked the silver castle in the south, and a lot of money and endless glory are all ours."

As tempting as it sounds, it just sounds tempting. Looking at the current atmosphere, everyone is either opposed or suspicious. Where can there be real die-hard supporters?

Otto calmly took Rurik to his side, and gently put his hands on his son's shoulders: "Olegin, you shouldn't ask me, but Rurik."

And Rurik, looking into the eyes of King Origen, with a calm attitude, said a simple answer in the eyes of many allies - I object.

Yes, Rurik at this moment is an opponent, because the Rus people's contract has been fulfilled, the contract is renewed or a new agreement is signed, the Rus people do not support it, and there is no power to force it.

Rurik said frankly: "King, it is not in our plan to continue to fight in the south."

"I've decided, it's here now."

"No! It's not in the contract." Rurik looked at the situation on the left and right, and said slowly: "We Rus people have done our best, I see that my allies have made a fortune, and my soldiers are already complaining. If you continue down..."

Olegin shook his head. He also felt that Rurik could have a high opinion, but he never thought that the negative remarks were the same as everyone else. "You mean, do you object?"

"It's okay to continue fighting, but you have to pay more."

"Add more money?!" Olegin said, "Good boy, how much benefit do you want to get?"

At this moment, Rurik broke free from his father's big hand and took three steps forward. His blue eyes stared straight at Olegin, and said very seriously: "Give me at least one hundred thousand silver coins."

"What? How much did you say?" Olegin even took a step back subconsciously.

"Give me 100,000 silver coins! After all, we in Rus contributed to the capture of Kalmar, and all the men present were men.

At least someone's arrow blew the Kalmar army. King, if you don't give money, even if I personally want to go south with you, my warriors won't. They will definitely hold me hostage and force me to withdraw to my hometown. "

In good conscience, the special fighting of the Rus is indeed the key to a quick victory, but to be honest, if the infantry really fought at close range, Olegin would never be an enemy, but the price of such victory was higher. The current situation is that the expected bloody battle in Kalmar did not happen, and the battle became a slaughter of the Swedish army.

The coalition has a huge new force, and this is the basis for continuing to fight!

Olegin hesitated a little, but he didn't realize that Rurik's remarks were intentional.

"Then let's go! No one is stopping you!" Carl yelled, and then said some vicious language.

Just because Karl knew that Rurik's request was absolutely unacceptable, or that Rurik's request was to force the king to drive Ross away.

The atmosphere was tense in an instant, for example, Otto's sword had been drawn halfway.

Seeing this fear, Olekin pushed Carl away angrily: "How dare you insult your ally?!"

When he regained his senses, he saw that the Rurik boy was still standing still, his unmoving eyes did not tremble at all, but the flames of the oil lamps in the tent were beating violently, which was murderous.

Carl disdainfully said: "This is the most greedy request! Wang, this kid is so unreliable, why should we give him 100,000 silver coins? He is crazy!"

"Then let's stop here!" Rurik still didn't change his face: "We Rus have fulfilled all our promises. King, I neither support nor oppose your new resolution, unless you really take out 100,000 coins. Silver coins for our Rus military expenses."

A hundred thousand silver coins is a thousand pounds of silver, which Rurik decided that Olegin would not be able to get. In his own estimation, he was afraid to loot the entire Kalmar coin, and whether its total value was a thousand pounds of silver was unknown.

It seems that the situation is a little strange, and Rurik intends to announce that the Russ unilaterally withdraw from the battle.

He turned around and faced the dukes present: "Everyone, I'm very happy to fight alongside you until now. As you can see, the so-called loot we got from the Rus was just dried fish, how should Kalmar's silver coins be distributed? , that's what you and the king want to discuss. The battle involving us Rus is over, there is nothing more to say, goodbye."

As soon as he finished speaking, Rurik walked straight out of the gate without turning his head, leaving the many dukes in the tent.

In this situation, Otto, who wanted to raise his fist to give Carl a few blows, glared at Carl and spat: "Boy, your father is the king, you are not."

The unhappy exit of the Rus made the whole meeting very boring. Otto and Carlotta evacuated together, and it was impossible to keep the Rus.

Olegin, who was thrown down, was confused for a while, and he was very confused, but he would not continue to criticize the recklessness of his crown prince in front of everyone.

The Russ made great achievements, that is, they clearly did not give face to their king, and they were so arrogant that Olegin felt that the boulder was pressed against his chest.

He clutched his chest and said deliberately: "Let them go, and the spoils of war will not be given to them. And you, dukes, are you still willing to continue fighting in the south? You may not know, I have learned that the silver castle really has silver coins. A mountain of heaps! Some people give up the chance to share a mountain of silver, but I hope you won't."

In an instant, the attention of the dukes present was all on the so-called silver mountain. The evacuation of the Russ is indeed a lack of a guy who divides the cake!

Olegin tried his best to persuade the so-called Silver Fort and the so-called Silver Mountain. All the rhetoric was obviously conjured up by him at this moment to fool everyone. What was the result? The old guy was so eloquent that he actually believed it himself.

People were deeply stimulated by the language, and more determined people like Wenderson said the fight could go on. "You still have to give us a lot of money, but I won't be as greedy as the Rus. The words of the Rus are not unreasonable. The brothers are too tired to attack with a tired division. It is indeed not advisable."

The others followed suit, and Ungreve of Unkrath suggested: "I'll bring the spoils back first, and then collect some warriors from my homeland. It's still June, and I think we'll send troops at the beginning of August, and we'll bring the war with us after the battle is over. With the spoils, it is time to go back to harvest the wheat."

"This is good!" Wenderson immediately expressed his support.

Repair for a month? Olegin thought for a while, now he does have to compromise with his allies, but if he provokes one more, he will withdraw like a Russ.

He didn't blame the Rus, the contract was the contract, and the Rus wanted to help the coalition reach Kalmar. Now that the mission has been completed, it makes sense for them to withdraw. It is also a contract, and it is reasonable not to give them the spoils of war immediately.

Olegin, who had calmed down, thought about it, Rurik just put forward a request that the people of Melalen could never fulfill, and took out 100,000 silver coins? What a mess! Adding money is not such an addition.

Kalmar under the night is like a violent crater, the smoke obscures the stars, and also illuminates the entire Swedish military camp.

Kalmar has become scorched earth, and its use value is temporarily gone.

Olegin and the dukes in the main battle set out their new plan in detail, which is to completely burn Kalmar. Since it is on fire, it will burn even more thoroughly, so as to vent their anger against the Danish forces.

The main force of the team took the captured prisoners and evacuated to Boryholm. The damage to the local fortress was only the collapse of the wooden door, and the houses near the shore were mostly intact. Throughout the area, Borgholm is indeed the best rallying point.

Such a large army temporarily placed the spoils of Kalma in Boryholm, and after the troops were repaired for a few days, they organized a fleet to transport them back to their hometown on Lake Mälaren. As the fleet descended south in July, a recruited new force came!

Although without the support of the Rus, Olegin, who has won a series of victories, is confident that he no longer needs to ask the Rus to fight by himself, at most it is enough to buy their good weapons.

Rurik, on the other hand, had a serious and beaten-up pose in the tent, and he walked out of the tent feeling really relaxed.

However, Otto, who suddenly caught up, grabbed his neck and said, "Rurik, you actually said such a thing!"

"Huh?" Rurik was taken aback: "You want to blame me?"

"No! You know that they will definitely object. With 100,000 silver coins, our contract is far less than that."

"I did it on purpose, Dad, you also saw their attitude."

Otto's loose big hand clenched his fist, "Let's go, go back to the camp and talk about it. Boy, I know you have other ideas."

The most useful "loot" that the Russ got in this battle was dried fish. When Otto and Rurik returned, the ten sheep had been skinned and roasted on the fire. Many who had eaten were already curled up and asleep, while the rest were still nibbling on half-cooked barbecue.

Seeing the Duke's return, Yevro hurriedly slapped the lazy guys, and all the mercenaries gathered.

"You guys continue to eat." Otto waved his hand, but he wanted an oily leg of lamb to feast on by the bonfire.

Otto put his anger on the meat, and his bloody mouth was about to gnaw the leg of lamb. The Ross people were offended by Origen, and at that moment, Otto really wanted to break Carl's teeth and make this stinky mouth honest.

"Dad, are you still angry?" Rurik was also eating meat, but his movements were more refined.

"There are a lot of idiots in this place. Olekin didn't say anything. From what I see, that old boy just thinks that victory is his top credit. In the future, without our assistants, they can still easily succeed."

"Huh? You care about them? Why should we Rus care about the attitude of others? Recognizing him as a king was only for profit from the beginning, wasn't it?"

When Rurik said this, Otto felt a lot more at ease.

"They don't welcome us to grab the spoils. Anyway, our army has completed the contract, and he still won't pay for the fight..."

Otto shook his head: "One hundred thousand silver coins, he definitely won't give it."

"That's what I want."

Otto, who was in a calm mood, asked himself, as the leader of the Ross tribe, he could announce the continuation of the battle and establish greater glory. "Actually, if the money he gave is reasonable, we can continue to go south. In my opinion, the enemy is not as strong as imagined, and our coalition can defeat more enemies."

Rurik was stunned, turned his head to look at Otto: "No! It's not like that at all. That's because we Russ are very strong. Keep fighting with Olegin, it's not our fight, if there is a fight, I will also To go north."

"Is that the end of it? Look at your soldiers. They didn't make a fortune because of the war. Everyone has a look of regret."

Otto seemed to be implying something, and Rurik didn't care, because he had already planned a new plan, or this plan was deeply rooted in the hearts of every Ruth warrior.

Rurik deliberately said: "There are still a thousand of our soldiers on Tombstone Island. They are still in a daze, and more soldiers in their hometown are also gearing up. We have to attack a target in person. Brothers chill!"

Let the anger go to hell! Otto's eyes lit up with two balls of fire, and his large greasy hand patted Rurik's back vigorously; "Speaking of which, like a warrior. Come on, cut who?"

"The Gotlanders! We attack Gotland, at their core, the place called Visby."

"Ah?! You... are you looking forward to a decisive battle?"

"What? You lack confidence?"

"This..." Otto really lacked confidence. Out of his inherent knowledge, even if Gotland's enemies were less powerful, how could there be so many of them! What is the strength of the Rus? Do you have to bet everything and assemble all the soldiers to carry out a decisive battle?

Rurik said bluntly: "I just want to bet on the country's luck! No, it's not a gamble. Dad, you may not be able to estimate that our Ross tribe is actually very strong. Look at the Gotlanders, they have lost Denmark at the moment. The protection of the forces. Let Olegin go and fight the Danes who may come, and we will conquer Gotland."

"Can we... really win big?"

"As long as we gather enough troops, we can win a big victory, but the decisive battle must be under my command to win it safely. Looking at the current situation, it would be incredible if we really returned home empty-handed. So, let's just bet With one hand, we will use the entire strength of Ross, and we will take down Fort Visby on Gotland, make them surrender, and rob them of their wealth, wouldn't it be great?"

Otto was so shocked that he trembled, and the leg of lamb in his hand suddenly became unpleasant: "I have thought about this before, but I didn't expect you to decide to really do it."

"Are you still afraid?"

"Afraid? You suspect your father is afraid of those stupid Gotlanders?!"

Rurik didn't change his face: "Don't worry, this is our war, we Russ only fight for ourselves. God bless us, so our army will win."

Just when Otto still had some doubts, Carlotta ran over decisively and threw himself at Rurik: "I support! I, Aosta and I, absolutely support! Those who looted the most were the Gotlanders, We must continue to take revenge! Until they are completely surrendered."

"Look." Rurik smiled slightly: "The Ostarans demand revenge, and I will continue to take revenge. In my opinion, the ultimate revenge is to conquer them, make them become us, and make them forget their past. I think I'm a New Russ. Dad, maybe you think it's weird, but that's what I'm going to do to rule a huge principality."

"Let them surrender? Are they willing to surrender?" Otto still thought it was absurd, and couldn't help but twitch his lips.

"Easy! Surrender, spare your life, and kill those who resolutely resist or who are suspected of rebelling. Dad, in my opinion that Carl does not welcome us, we Russ should also think about what our situation will be if Carl becomes king? Maybe that day, Carl will actively reject us, or even a war."

"It's not impossible."

"In my opinion, there is no eternal enemy, only eternal interests. Why should we join him if he doesn't share interests with us? If we share interests with the Gotlanders, we will become friends. I will fight now. Get them to surrender, just this year! Just before the wheat harvest!"

Ever since he knelt in front of the high priest and was ordered by Ross' grandmother, Otto's way of looking at his son has changed.

It must be the gods who bless the Russ, so it was given to Russ. Otto has always supported Russ. Although this time, I am afraid that all the strength of the Rus will be assembled to launch a decisive battle. It seems that the victory still belongs to Rus.

"Then let's do it! We'll leave immediately after replenishing the fresh water tomorrow morning. This ghost place smells like a scorch, and I don't want to stay for a moment." Saying that, Otto threw the lamb bones into the fire, and ordered the father and son to communicate with each other just now. Yevluo, who was so shocked that he was cold all over, went to break out another lamb chop.