Rise of Rurik

One after another boats docked, and people on the shore eagerly took over the ropes thrown from the boat and pulled hard, forcibly making the boat passively run aground.

The people on the boat also jumped into the sea water one after another. They stepped on the land of their hometown, and it didn't matter that their boots were poured into the slow sea water.

After the ship went ashore, a large amount of cargo began to be unloaded for the first time.

The bearded Otto has the image of a weather-beaten warrior, stepping deeply on the solid sand of his hometown, welcoming the warm embrace of his tribe.

For a time, the beach was so lively.

"Big Chief, you're finally back!" The speaker was Haruo Zuo Sen, who came enthusiastically with open arms.

"Oh, my friend. I heard about your battle. It was a great victory."

After that, Otto opened his arms and embraced his childhood friend warmly.

Afterwards, he held Harrozosen's shoulder, pointed his right hand at the box being carried, and proudly explained his achievements: "Look, this is the tribute we brought back. You have achieved a great victory, and so do we. ."

Speaking of which, Harrodsen has many questions to ask.

"Big Chief, is everything going well with the construction of our New Rose Fort?"

"Of course! Over six hundred people have settled there. In my opinion, we can continue to move some people. Perhaps New Roseburg is the best place to be compared to our current home."

"It's really good news." Harrodsen hurriedly put his head close to Otto's ear: "There's also good news, big chief. I've prepared a big gift for you."

"Gift? Oh, you really care."

"Yes, a delightful gift."

"A lot of silver coins?" Otto asked knowingly.

Haruo Zuo Sen was startled: "Huh? How do you know?"

"Haha." Otto patted his old friend's shoulder happily again: "Maybe you shouldn't do this. It seems that everyone on the expedition has no opinion. Well, I will accept your gift."

Who doesn't like money? Legend has it that Harrodsen prepared for himself perhaps more than 20,000 or more silver coins as a gift.

In the bustling unloading yard, Rurik and his mother rushed out of the crowd.

"Dad! You're finally back!" Rurik walked over with a smile,

It was this look that was not only paying attention to his father's beard, but also the large number of ships behind it. Because all the boats are full of people.

The son always keeps a golden ponytail on purpose, and he often combs it for beauty, and his face is far whiter than other children. He was looking at his simple and decent linen clothes, as well as the saber hanging on the side of the small belt around his waist.

Although the son is eight years old, a warrior's heroic spirit already exists.

Otto only hugged his son to satisfy his family's happiness, and he didn't stick to any understanding, and kissed his son's small face.

However, Rurik was very distressed by the stubble of his biological father.

Sitting on Otto's strong arms, Rurik asked, "Dad, have you completed our promise?"

"Those servants?"

"Yes, I need at least ten people."

"It's all there." Otto pointed at his flagship with a big hand, and couldn't help frowning slightly. "Oh, kinda bad. It looks like those kids are far less brave than you."

Rurik narrowed his eyes. He was in a higher position and could see the details of the flagship more or less clearly.

There are still many people on the boat who have not come down. Most of them are collecting the special sails of the flagship of the big leader.

There are also a group of small people, who seem to be simply overwhelmed.

Suddenly, Rurik saw that strong young men began to impatiently drive away the little ones.

If you look closely, those so-called little guys are really children.

"Oh, your servant has finally started to disembark." Otto said proudly.

"My servant? Dad, did you really bring me a bunch of kids?"

"What? It's your request for me, now you have an opinion?"

"Okay. I mean, it looks like a bunch of girls?"

Otto said casually: "Ten girls, one boy. They're about your age."

"Then put me down, and I'll take a look!"

Otto was a little surprised. It's been more than two months, but his son is not like an ordinary child. When he sees his father reunited after a long absence, he will try his best to act like a spoiled child.

After all, my son is no ordinary person.

For the entire return voyage, the servants who were to be given to Rurik were placed in the flagship, and the lives of these children were temporarily taken care of by Otto and by Peravina.

It is a blessing for everyone to leave the parents and go to a distant place to be a servant of a noble and merciful peer of the same age.

Along the way, Peravina used these remarks to appease the children's concerns.

Those girls, they knew they were being sold as goods by their parents. Of course, the sadness and anxiety cannot be healed in an instant. Peravina has to promise a better future. For example, she can eat enough food every day as a major promise to make them full of confidence in the future.

Only the little boy Kamnee who died of his parents, everything, he doesn't matter anymore. He only had a very simple request, as long as someone gave him a bite to eat, anything would do.

Rurik stood on the ground again, with Rumia standing cautiously behind him.

At this moment, Arik had already greeted him, and stood in the sea water that did not reach his calf, with his hands outstretched and a look of hope.

"Pellavina, my baby, come down and I'll catch you."

"Okay... okay. But." Peravina turned her face and stopped those who were about to throw the child directly off the boat.

Then he hurriedly turned his head: "Arik, let the children get off the boat first. These children are my clansmen, and they will be your brother's servants in the future. Please help me with this first."

"Huh? Okay." Arik didn't think much about it. "I'll catch those kids."

It was entirely because of Peravina's unremitting efforts to guide, a total of eleven children from White Tree Manor lost a lot of psychological fear. It was also because she claimed that the person who was under the boat was her husband, which made the children take it for granted that the big brother was their own.

Arik, to be honest he doesn't like these kids.

There are boys and girls here. They are not as clean as their younger brothers, and their clothes are especially shabby. To make matters worse, the hair, which was slouchy, disgusted him.

It's not really the children's fault, of course they like to be clean. However, everyone suffered from the long voyage along the way, and almost every child vomited at least twice due to seasickness.

Their food and drink at White Tree Manor was quite adequate, and their faces could only get worse from the exhaustion of boating and driving. Only when the children stepped through the shallow waters, stood barefoot on the sandy beach, and stood on land again, did they feel that they were standing again The faint little head has recovered.

Kids, really don't even have shoes.

Because the child's parents gave the child to the Rus after they got the silver coins. Because of poverty, the child only wears burlap clothes, which are crooked to keep out the cold and hide their shame. As for shoes, forget it!

The group of children went ashore one after another. Not far away, cousin Arik also personally picked up his wife. To prevent his wife's boots from getting wet, the cousin was stunned by a princess hug, and he kept his sister-in-law ashore.

In this situation, Rurik secretly praised their kinship.

Of course, at this time, Peravina is still unclear, because of Arik's military exploits, her family has been thoroughly wealthy.

Rurik then greeted Rumia: "Come on, my head maid. Go and meet the children."

"Yes!"

A high-spirited little boy, accompanied by a girl wearing a huge silver ornament, approached him. The overwhelmed children originally gathered together to discuss a lot, but when they saw each other coming, they subconsciously gathered into a group and said nothing.

huh, nervous? It's right to be nervous.

Thanks to the fact that I deliberately learned a little ancient Russian, I should be able to speak clearly with this group of girls from Novgorod.

Now Rurik is very confident in himself.

He walked over and shouted directly in the Slavic Novgorod dialect: "My children, I am Rurik, your master."

However, they didn't make a clear statement for the time being, but held hands with each other, their eyes widened and they didn't dare to act rashly.

Rurik was also unequivocal, and it seemed that he needed to scare the children.

He immediately drew his saber, and after the crisp metal friction sound, the blade pointed directly at them.

"My servant, kneel down for me!"

The children never imagined that they would hear the local accent in this foreign land. During the voyage, the children already knew their destination. It turns out that this beautiful and clean boy with a sword is his master?

This command is full of majesty.

The first girl had already knelt down, and then, all the girls knelt down one after another. In other words, they were almost lying on the ground to show absolute humility.

At this moment, there is only a little boy with a slightly dirty face and a thin body, as if this boy is really rebellious, still standing with his small mouth pouted.

Rurik was not annoyed, he had seen too many little boys with high self-confidence, and in the end they all fell to the ground with their arms folded, so they were obedient.

With his sword pointed at the boy, he continued to ask in Cyrillic: "You are my servant! Why don't you kneel?! What is your name?"

"My name is Kamne." The boy answered very decisively, "Are you my master? Can you give me something to eat?"

"Eat? Are you hungry now?"

Rurik didn't think much about it, and took a small bag from his waist. This bag contained a small handful of small dried fish with teeth. Rurik threw the bag directly, and he was surprised to find that the child who claimed to be Kamne had caught it perfectly. It was as precise as catching a baseball from a distance.

Kamne got the bag and immediately smelled the fishy smell, which was equivalent to the smell of food.

Without any scruples, the child pulled away the rope and saw the dried fish inside, and immediately opened his mouth to eat it. The salty taste gave him no discomfort, but a strong mental stimulation. Salt! Kamne has almost forgotten what saltiness is.

After all, after his parents were killed by bears, he was basically reduced to a poor person who was eating hundreds of family meals. In order not to starve to death, he even ate grasshoppers raw.

The salty feeling is simply the taste of happiness, and tears flowed from the corners of Kamne's eyes.

Rurik saw that the child was eating so much, and immediately asked: "Is it delicious? Your name is Kamne? Now kneel for me! And you girls, kneel for me!"

No, Kamne, who seems to be rebellious, is now almost lying on the ground, even though his mouth is still chewing hard.

Ah, his body is so lacking in salt.

Rurik's sword slapped the scabbard, and not far from him, Arik, Peravina, and even his own parents, a group of people, became the spectators of this "master training servant".

A young boy reprimanding a group of servants who are basically the same age?

The clansmen who lack entertainment talk are very happy to see this scene.

Many people are already talking about it, saying things like Rurik's teachings.

Rurik's eyes cast light on the clansmen, since everyone is watching, okay! An opportunity for self-expression lies ahead.

So Rurik shouted in his childish voice: "My servants, you submit to me now, and you will do things for me later. You must obey my commands unconditionally, and I will reward you with daily Food, give you comfortable new clothes, and give you a warm house. Now, stand up!"

The orders were all announced in Cyrillic, and the children had a real sense of intimacy at the same time.

Especially the way Kamne eats dried fish has made all the girls salivate.

They all stood up, and Rurik sheathed his sword.

Rurik walked over, gathered with the group of children, and observed the children's faces from a distance.

Both boys and girls, they have brown hair, many of which are close to blond.

This is different from myself.

Through the reflection in the water, Rurik was able to determine with certainty that he really had bright blond hair and blue eyes.

Although he just knelt down, the more daring Kamne asked: "You are my master, how can you speak our language. You are obviously a Varangian."

"Your name is Kamne?"

"Yes."

"Pay attention to the way you speak. I am your master! You have no right to question me." Rurik grabbed the collar of Kamne's rough jacket, and the sudden action startled the child.

And this is just a deterrent.

Rurik let go of his hand, not explaining much for the time being. With a flick of his neck, he ordered, "You eleven, come with me now."

After all, the master is the master, and the master is a noble existence, just like the manor in his hometown, the head of the manor is a noble existence.

There is also Lilia, the eldest lady of the manor, who is also in the same boat as herself.

In fact, when the boat docked, Kawei jumped off first, then followed Lilia, dragged his wife, and went straight to his blacksmith shop to announce the good news. As for the distribution of tribute? Now, those tributes and their own wife are important?

The children had nothing to rely on. They never imagined that their master had grace and dignity. The most important master was obviously a little older than him, and his words were full of local accents.

Obviously, the master Rurik did not like everyone to ask questions.

They followed closely behind the master, specifically, like following the big brother.

Kamne clearly felt that following Rurik would benefit himself. For the sake of it, keep your mouth shut.

For the sake of this meal, keep your mouth shut and do more.