Rise of Rurik

There are white cavalry everywhere, all wearing iron helmets with huge blue feathers on the tops of their helmets. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

They had good horses, and everyone wore stirrups. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

They all held a kind of wonderful bow in their hands, with arrows already nocked and ready to be fired at any time. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Oops, I'm a sheep waiting to be slaughtered! What can I do? I'm still riding a horse, so I'm going to be attacked by them?" Chief Jomonus now wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in, but this open land What about caves. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

The morale of his own army was shattered. The men and women had frightened expressions on their faces. They spontaneously crowded into a certain center, forcing the people inside to have difficulty breathing. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

The wooden shield fell off and many spears were scattered...\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

The Kretinga army was not prepared for any encounter. Everyone was obviously following the chief to go to Palanga to exterminate pirates and gain loot, so most of the militiamen never thought that they would be injured or even killed. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

At the same time, the Russian army was in no hurry to launch an attack. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

It's like a pride of lions that sometimes toy with its prey and wait until it gets tired of playing with it before killing it. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Rurik instructed the army that had completed the encirclement of the enemy to continue to circle. As long as the enemy did not fight like a trapped beast, his own side would not shoot arrows. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He also saw that among these warriors, except for those on horseback, the rest of the militiamen had no armor. A group of people who only made animal skins and cloth and carried weapons that were clearly modified farm tools dared to attack. Who gave them the courage? \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

As long as the siege continues, the people in the circle will continue to collapse. The indescribable sense of fear and oppression will eventually force those who still retain the will to fight to have a mental breakdown and give up resistance. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Because Rurik\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

This encounter was not included in the plan. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

However, wars will always happen at unexpected moments. Thanks to the consistent vigilance of the Russian army, this weak brigade did not have to touch the military formation and launch a surprise counterattack. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

At first, Chief Jomonus was extremely frightened. He gradually discovered that the other party did not seem to want to kill anyone, at least not immediately. Doubts gradually arose in his heart. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He glanced at the frightened militiamen again. Many of his domestic slaves were already sitting on the ground because their legs were slack. The army composed of free villagers should have been very powerful, but now they have basically given up resistance. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Breakout is impossible! \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

And, so what if we break through? These white-clad thugs will easily capture everyone and sell them into slavery. He managed to escape with the rest of his troops, but Cretinga was no longer strong enough to fight, and the remaining old, weak, women and children would be captured and sold into slavery. The chief could not have any illusions about the Varangians, but now...\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

At this critical moment, Jomonus had no choice but to take a gamble. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Dismount... dismount quickly." He tremblingly gave the order to the astonished soldiers. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He personally set an example. Not only did he dismount his horse, he also threw his sword and helplessly opened his hands to show that he had no intention of fighting. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

His subordinates saw the chief like this, what else could he do? We are all serfs, fighting for the chief. Now that the chief has signaled his surrender, he has followed suit. As for what the future holds, everyone is already a slave anyway. What could be worse than being a slave to the Varyags? \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Rurik noticed this keenly, and further signaled to his subordinates to remain vigilant. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He gave Fisk a look. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Hey! Who are you?!" The speaker was\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

It's Fisk. This is the first negotiation between the two sides since the encounter, and it is also an unequal negotiation. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

The words were shouted in Norse, because he had to do business with some Danish Varyag people in life. Although the accent of the Norse sounded strange, Chief Jomonus really understood it. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

When the Varangians asked this question, the situation might turn around. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Jomonus raised his hands in the air and walked carefully in the direction of the speaker. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"That's enough! Stop!"\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

As soon as Fisk finished speaking, more than a dozen arrows flew at the man's feet, one of which almost penetrated Jomonus' sole. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

The middle-aged chief really took a breath of cold air. If it weren't for the stable foot of his horse, he would have fallen down. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Who are you?!" the arrogant Fisk asked again. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Varyags. Don't hurt us. I...have no ill will toward you, only respect."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

This was of course an act against one's will. Originally, the Kretinga army planned to attack the Varangian pirates of Palanga, and then exploit the pirates' loot. Unexpectedly, it would cost them their own lives. Go in. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

shameful? Despicable? Anyway, as long as the current residents can save their lives. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Respectfully? What do you mean by your army? It's obviously a sneak attack!"\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

The chief shouted something bad in his heart, but fortunately he still had room to make up for it with words: "No. It's just that we heard that the great Varangians occupied Palanga, so we came here to celebrate."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Nonsense, you just want to make a sneak attack."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Fisk became more and more excited as he spoke, and Rurik felt that if he had not been present, but this guy had carried out the mission in person, this would not have happened.\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

All these pretentious encounters will end in a short period of time with dead bodies left on the grass, and all the enemy's still-living horses will be taken away. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

War horse! Now Rurik really covets those horses. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He motioned to Fisk to calm down and now it was his turn to speak. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Rurik's legs gently pinched the horse's belly. He himself was slightly out of the military formation. In addition, this group of soldiers were dressed differently from other soldiers. No matter how you look at it, he is a big shot. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He suddenly drew his sword and pointed it directly at the person who stopped: "You! Are you the leader of this army? Now kneel down and talk to me, otherwise... you will all die!"\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Ah! A young man with blond hair and a golden beard. Could this young Varyag warrior be the leader of this cavalry army? \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

The helpless Jomonus had no choice but to kneel on his knees. Now all the militiamen in the encirclement saw the usually aloof chief now humble and groveling. The chief has lost his nobility. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"That's right. You, a Kurlander, can still understand our Norse language." Rurik smiled slightly and asked again: "Who are you? Where do you come from?"\u0026lt;/ p\u0026gt;

"Yes... I am a humble person from Kretinga, and I am the leader of Kretinga."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"So it's Kretinga?" Rurik thought for a moment, and he did remember that Dapkus who led the way specifically mentioned this term. Rurik particularly remembered that there was a chief in this settlement. Could it be the guy kneeling in front of him? \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"You? Are you Chief Cretinga? What is your name?"\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Joonidd, I'm such a chief."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"It turns out that the guy the Palanga people were talking about...is\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

you? ! ”\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Although he didn’t know what else the fierce Varangians knew, Jomonus quickly agreed. His top priority now was to lead his people to survive, so he continued to plead: “I have no ill intentions towards you great people. You see , I only brought some farmers, and I also brought some horses. The horses are tribute to you, and we, the people, are willing to serve you."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Surprisingly, he knelt down so easily. Rurik put away his sword and felt very complicated in his heart. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He meditated in his mind: "This man kneels too easily. He surrendered when he knew he was outmatched, just in the hope that I would not kill him. But this kind of man is obviously very cunning. If I have fewer troops and he has more, wouldn't this guy definitely attack with all his strength? ? No, this guy can’t be kept..."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Rurik thought for a while and suddenly made a bold move. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He dismounted himself and boldly walked towards the kneeling man until he approached the middle-aged man. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Rurik looked down at this man, calmed down and asked him to raise his head, and said solemnly: "Standing in front of you is the great King Rus, the ruler of the northern world, the ruler of the eastern world, and also the ruler of Latvia, Seron, Austria. Conqueror of Kshtet, Semigalia, and now also conqueror of Courland. Remember my name, I am Rurik iddot; Ottoson, king of Rus, blessed by the gods of the north The number one warrior. It is your humble honor to meet this king."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Nice to meet you...Nice to meet you..." This self-declaration was something Jomonus couldn't understand for a while, and he responded awkwardly to cover up his timidity. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"You stand up." Rurik said again. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"..."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"What? Suddenly I can't understand North again\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Have you spoken? ”\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

So, Jomonus finally stood up tremblingly. This man was already much shorter than Rurik, and his hunched back made him look even more rickety. His comfortable and slow face continued to cover up his fear with a smile. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Suddenly, Rurik drew out the dagger from his waist. When the opponent was defenseless, the steel blade ignored the person's inferior chainmail and stabbed it in...\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Blood splattered on the blue and white cloth robe. After stabbing it several times, Rurik kicked it away, then shook the blood on the dagger with all his strength, and watched coldly as the man who kept vomiting blood slowly died... \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Jomonus died with his eyes closed, and he never understood that whether he was fighting or making peace was meaningless, because when this man chose to organize an army to attack early in the morning, he had already ruined his retreat. Since you have become a warrior, you should have the consciousness to be killed, and now you deserve to be humbled and pray for peace. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;