Rise of Rurik

There is a man here, he is not the kind of fat and strong existence, but has a lean and agile feeling. In addition, the appearance of this person is very different from that of the Rus or other tribes. The skin of this person is indeed quite white, but he has a relatively flat face, and his hair is more brown.

All of the above fully proves one thing, he is by no means Germanic, not even Slavic.

The only thing Rurik could speculate was that the man was Finn. Because there is only one possibility.

"You! It's you!" Rurik pointed out, "You must be Yevlo."

"Ah, you know my name?!" Yevlo was a little surprised.

"Of course I know, Gould gave you a high opinion. Now you should know that I am Rurik, and I am your future sponsor. You need to promise me that you will serve me in the future."

"Of course." As soon as he finished speaking, Yevluo knelt down on one knee neatly and covered his heart with his right hand.

And the people behind him dressed in samurai, they all knelt down on one knee when they saw the leader's movements.

The sudden situation shocked Rurik.

The martial artist who knelt on one knee, a hemp rope wrapped around his forehead, and also restrained the messy hair. This person's beard is also obviously carefully trimmed. Although it has the texture of the cheeks, it can be seen that there must be a sharp knife against the flesh to shave, so as to have the current brown-yellow hair roots.

This Yelov gave Rurik a very capable feeling. Thinking about it, this person was originally Gould's mercenary captain, and he was a talent that Gould personally cultivated since he was a child.

I am afraid that because of frequent training and fighting, this person has not become a fat elephant seal like its original owner.

Rurik squeezed his smooth chin, and at this moment, he also had the urge to add an interesting beard.

After all, it's a man!

In this era, a man's beard is often linked to a man's strength, but also to that aspect of power.

Because of the bald chin of an adult man, it is said that only eunuchs in the Frankish court and the Eastern Roman court, as well as eunuchs in the choir, have such a manner.

Shaving one's beard off is a strong insult.

Rurik could deeply feel the charm of this man, and he was very satisfied with the texture of the muscles on his arms.

"Is this the mercenary to give to me?" Rurik asked deliberately.

"Exactly. My chief, you will have them."

Rurik nodded, still holding the sword in both hands, and commanding in a childish voice: "You all get up!"

Yevrod stood up, and at this moment he had no problem kneeling down on a child at all. After all, he already knew his own destiny, and after only a brief encounter, his first impression of Rurik was really good.

This kid really has the aura of a king.

Thanks to the training on Gould Island, the mercenaries behind Yevro have basically become a good fighting force. It is this group of people who are almost all young people from the Melalen tribe who came out to explore the arena. Everyone first came to the territory of the legendary Rus people in the extreme north. . Being a Rus, for example, doesn't make people of their Melalen roots feel uncomfortable.

Yevlo also behaved very cautiously, or rather, he has learned to surrender to the strong.

"Yavlo," Rurik asked suddenly.

"Yes!"

"I heard that you are Finn? Is that true?"

"Exactly."

"Okay." After that, Rurik said a greeting from Finnish.

This greeting really surprised Yevluo.

"Master, you... do you know our language?" Yevlo said these words in Finnish, which Rurik didn't quite understand.

However, from the corner of Rurik's eyes, he suddenly noticed that the demeanor of his head maid, Rumia, was becoming a little complicated. She...

"Rumia!"

"Yes Yes!"

"Say a few words to him in your language."

Rumia got the order. She clasped her hands and stepped forward shyly. She started speaking in her Sami language. Yevluo's eyes widened and he heard all the words she said.

After all, Rurik had only learned some Sami words from Rumia, which were few in number, but easily forgotten if they were not used frequently.

Rurik was busy with a lot of things, and he spoke in Norse on weekdays. Not only did he forget a lot of Sami words, which are very similar to ancient Finnish, but also a lot of ancient Slavic words.

At least Rurik had studied, and he realized that Rumia and this Yevro were excitedly reporting their identities to each other.

Despite his reluctance, Rurik clapped his hands to interrupt the communication between the two.

"That's it, you'll have time for small talk in the future. Yevro, it seems that you know the language of the deer breeders, and you haven't forgotten your own Finn language."

"Yes! Master." Yevlo's attitude was firm, but his trembling eyes clearly told Rurik that he was about to cry.

What makes Yevlo so excited? !

It was entirely because he never imagined that he would be able to hear his hometown dialect in the remote Ross tribe, and for the first time in more than ten years, he would have the opportunity to talk freely with another "compatriot" in his hometown dialect.

After all, the Sami language was separated from the ancient Finnish language, and the separation occurred only around the year 1,000 AD. It can be said that the Sami people who keep deer are Finns themselves.

Rurik clapped his little hands and said casually: "Excellent! Yevro, you are a Finn. When we Rus conquer the East, you will have a huge role."

Yevluo was taken aback: "Master, are you very interested in the East?"

"East?" Rurik smiled, raised his chest and said, "The East is a wonderful place, full of unknown wealth, isn't it your hometown too? Listen, I'm very interested in you Finns. One day I will be the leader of all the Finns, the deer keepers, but don't worry, I will be the benevolent leader. At that time, I will need your strength."

Yevro is not a fool, he has a slight sense of the new owner's ambition and the possibility of his own magical future.

Yevluo didn't say much, but bowed his head in a polite blessing: "If I can help you conquer the East, it is my honor. If I go to my hometown again in my lifetime, and even find my people, I will also very happy."

"Oh?" Rurik narrowed his eyes. "Do you still remember your own people? I heard some stories about you. It is said that you were a prisoner captured in the war."

Rurik's words were straightforward, and Yevro was not angry: "Exactly. Everyone said that Rurik of Ross was a blessed man and a benevolent man. If I am lucky enough to be honored by you , I hope my clansmen in the east can also gain your respect."

Um? This Yevluo is also a man of Taoism?

Rurik felt a little gloomy. After thinking about it, I am afraid that Gould has already done some thought work on this person, so Yevlo can quickly adapt to his new identity?

On the other hand, in Rurik's heart, the conquest of Finland was originally one of his future development strategies. The reason is not because he has to do it, but because, in terms of geopolitics, the construction and development of New Rose Fort, and even the Tombstone Island stronghold built in the Åland Islands. It means that the entire Finnish peninsula is surrounded by the three major strongholds of the Rus. In such a situation, is it not normal to conquer Finland?

Besides, Finland is either controlled by the descendants of the Rus or by the Swedes.

In the final analysis, the two groups of people who can control Finland are both related to the Vikings who settled in Svealand.

Rurik met Yevlo and reviewed the mercenaries behind him. After some conversation, he became interested in Yevlo, who seemed to be a loyal mercenary by nature.

Wait, mercenary loyalty? !

These guys are probably more loyal to money after all. Yevluo has the past of his childhood, I am afraid that he is loyal to the money, but also loyal to the benefactor.

Rurik held the sword again and shouted loudly in public: "All mercenary brothers! I am your master Rurik! The son of the leader of the Ross tribe, the undisputed next leader! You will become my servants. Soldiers, only to protect the chief family.

You will be treated well for your loyalty. Now I stipulate that the captain of the mercenary is 20 silver coins per month, and the ordinary mercenary is 10 silver coins per month.

In addition, I will be responsible for your food, clothing and weapons. "

As soon as this statement came out, the mercenaries talked a lot, and everyone was happy with the generous decision of the master.

But Gould's old face sank. He really felt that Rurik's treatment of mercenaries was a little too high.

high? Rurik felt that his decision was correct.

In a sense, before the more than 100 brothers under his command grew up, the group of mercenaries in front of him was temporarily his own army that could be directly mobilized.

Of course, there is still an insurmountable gap for this group of people to be upgraded to the "Prince Guard" - they are not Rus by blood.

Maybe Yevro can be very loyal, and the others don't matter. Rurik believed more in his cousin Arik, as well as the young clansmen who were more than ten years older than him. After that, he trusted the group of tribal boys that he personally trained.

Protecting the safety of the leader's family and protecting the leader's wealth must of course be handed over to the Ross tribe's own people.

The biggest advantage of the mercenaries bought with money is that in the future wars, they are promised a lot of money to make them take the lead.

It can be said that Rurik's current actual meaning is to use the total of thirty people as tools for fighting in front of the battle, as well as labor coolies in peacetime.

"Now I declare that Yevro is my mercenary captain. Yevro, come to me and kneel!"

Yevlo didn't say a word, he knelt down on one knee in front of Rurik, their eyes were almost at eye level.

Suddenly, Rurik pulled out the short sword he was wearing, and the sunlight reflected by the bright white color of the carbon steel directly flashed Yevlo's eyes!

A sword standing on the sand and stone ground full of patterns, and a bright white sword!

Just by intuition, Yevro knew that this was a rare treasure. But he didn't understand, the amount of equipment of the bright white steel swords of the Ross warriors was increasing almost every day. It is not far from the time when the Russ will fully change their steel weapons.

The dagger suddenly landed on Yevro's left shoulder, and the sudden situation took him by surprise.

At this moment, Rurik said something: "Odin witnesses, brave Rus witnesses, the blessed Rurik recognizes!"

After that, the sword was placed on Yevro's right shoulder again.

"I believe that Yevro the Finn, Yevro is my mercenary captain. May your loyalty be like a hard stone, and may your bravery be like a sword. From now on, you will fight for the Ross tribe."

Suddenly, the back of the sword hit Yevlo's Tianling cover, and Rurik asked in a low voice, "Are you willing to fight for me?"

It's a ceremony! After realizing this, Yevlo no longer felt violated.

"I do. I will fight for Rurik! Fight for the Ross!"

"Okay! Remember your oath, and Odin will also grant me blessings. If you choose to betray, God will send a heavenly punishment."

"I! I dare not go against it!"

Until this time, Rurik took the sword back. He also saw Yevro's piercing eyes.

People in this era all believe in a certain deity. It is so-called relying on these beliefs to find a reasonable position in the world, so that the mind is no longer confused. Because of this factor, people will always be in awe of the mysterious.

Rurik likes Yevlo very much, so he will use a certain amount of money to win over him, and at the same time pass some rituals to lock his heart. The same ceremony, which completely imitated the "Knight Canonization Ceremony", was also done for other mercenaries, and Rurik hoped that the power of ghosts and gods would restrain these mercenaries.

He felt that he was now learning to use his magical identity as the "Son of God" to win people's hearts. Look at Gould's eyes, he saw solemnity and solemnity.

It looks like the mercenaries have been tamed, anyone else?

The mercenaries were asked to stand aside. Immediately afterwards, all the Ostara refugees (almost all women with children, as well as children) disembarked, and the refugees naturally gathered around their nine-year-old female leader. , waiting for the next arrangement of the equally immature Ross leader.

The two sisters, Carlotta and Ella, were also waiting for Rurik's next request.

The last to disembark is to be introduced by Gould.

Now, it was the Gould family's private mercenary guards who brought a large group of people one by one to the sandy ground in front of Rurik.

As more and more people gathered, Rurik's brows became deeper and deeper.

"What's the matter? Gould, don't you tell me that this group of people are all the servants you found for me?"

The fat Gould held his heart with his big hand wearing multiple gemstone rings, and bowed slightly: "My leader, they are all your servants. You gave me an order, if you can, try to find it as much as possible. Some people whose lives are unfinished. I fulfilled the agreement, and you are also kind."

"Yes! But how do I see a whole bunch of kids here, even... girls?"

"Exactly. Poor beggars, and Britons, whom I rescued from the slave market."

"This...this is too much!"

Rurik couldn't help but suspect that if Gould was in the south, he would just use the money to take the girl they couldn't support from the local farmers.

Ridiculous? Do not! Rurik knew the origins of the ten new maids under his command, all of which were exchanged by his father for money from Novgorod.

"Gould, I now have reason to suspect that you lured the locals with money and took their daughters." Rurik said deliberately harshly.

"No, I didn't do that. All children are beggars. I am a businessman, and now I have brought these children who are dying of starvation in good health. I hope you are satisfied."

"She's right!" Carlotta, who was standing on the side, couldn't stand it any longer. She quickly left her clan and approached Rurik quickly. "I can testify."

"Huh? Are they really beggars?"

"Exactly. Because, my sister and I were beggars for a few days. Thanks to Uncle Gould, we were rescued. Otherwise, I would have starved to death."

He was misunderstood by Rurik, and Gould did not feel wronged at all. After all, there is no right or wrong for businessmen to do things, and everyone is looking for interests. Even with all kinds of excuses and asking himself, Gould knew that it was not so-called kindness that he transported this large group of people. The purpose was to finish the work and change, and in the end, what he did was the work of a slave trader in the real sense. The only thing he can justify is that these people will definitely be treated with unprecedented kindness in Rurik's hands.

"Okay." Rurik nodded: "Since the leader of Ostara said so. I will accept these people."

"Oh! My master, you are really kind and the leader, so..." Gould immediately clasped his fists with both hands, and his face also began to hint with a smile.

"Money? Money is not a problem. What about other goods? What about grain?"

"It's all here." Gould pointed to all the boats that washed the beach. "A lot of wheat, a lot of vegetables, and a lot of wine. There's even a lot of unprocessed flax. My chief, I hope very much. You can buy them, I know you need them."

do you need? The Rus certainly needed these supplies, and the urgency of this need was unprecedented.

The poor old man is completely in love with spirits and is now hungover.

However, the old man gave himself the sword of the leader, which was equivalent to saying that the administrative power of the Ross tribe was also given to him.

Rurik didn't say a word, and immediately made a decision: "I want it all!"

"This... is this true?!" Gould was overjoyed, and his family members were also happy.

Happy but happy, Gould couldn't help but worry, and said euphemistically: "My leader, I am in your care. I have brought a lot of things, and you can enjoy them."

"Hey, are you worried that I can't take out a sum of money immediately? You don't have to worry." Saying that, Rurik pointed to the servants who were brought in: "And these people, I will pay. Let's settle down first. Good people, wait a moment, I'm going to your mansion to have a good chat. There is only one thing I can guarantee, if we finish the bill today, you will get the full payment tomorrow."

"Oh! That's great!" Gould clapped his hands and cheered, his plump body jumped up suddenly, and his plump belly was like waves surging...