Rise of Rurik

Olegin sat proudly in the small tent, some oil lamps were placed beside him, and the beating flames shone even brighter on his golden crown.

Outside the tent, the only remaining soldiers in black are still protecting the safety of the past. They are already the last elite, and a large number of their comrades died in battle. They are willing to continue to follow the past battles, almost because their shriveled sackcloth bags are filled. They have no faith and only fight for money.

The arrogance of Olegin sitting in the tent belies his worry.

I am afraid that I can only use money in exchange for the continued support of my allies.

Soon, the dukes of the various tribes came one after another with the news. Olegin's son Karl, who had not found a suitable woman among the captives, had to return angrily.

The fire was getting stronger and stronger, but the flames must not burn to the coalition camps near the coast. The warriors of various tribes after the war, their spirits after ecstasy are rapidly being diluted by physical and mental exhaustion. After eating the seized food, many people stay close to their bodies, curled up by the fire and are already sound asleep.

They are just ordinary warriors. In this battle, many people grabbed some trophies before the flames became uncontrollable, such as small pottery bowls, cloth, iron knives, fishing nets, and other miscellaneous things. They are just ordinary people, and they grabbed many ordinary daily necessities. Not to mention, these tools themselves are also needed by everyone.

The warriors believed that the leader of the alliance who established himself as the king would distribute the large spoils due to each tribe according to the contract before the war. At that time, every warrior who survived to the end of the battle would be able to get a considerable amount of wealth.

Kalmar is the last fight! Allied victory!

Many brothers died, that was their fate!

The living people fell asleep peacefully one after another, because they felt that if they stayed here for two or three days at most, the army should return home with the spoils.

Ordinary warriors think like this, Olegin still can't detect that the morale of his assembled army has quietly turned into a deflated ball.

Soon, the tents became crowded, and the dukes of various tribes exuded a strong stench of sweat.

Olegin had a dignified face, and the atmosphere was very strange.

In fact, Otto and Rurik already knew everything through the leaked messenger.

"My brothers, you are all here, and it looks like you have grabbed a lot of booty too."

The king has spoken,

However, no one lined up to boast that they had gained a lot, because no one was a fool, everyone knew that Olegin must have grabbed most of the coins, and Melalen was the biggest winner.

Everyone thought so, Olegin simply stated this point directly: "My Melaren warriors have discovered the enemy's treasury, and our army has made a fortune. Such a most precious treasure, according to the contract, the right to distribute it rests with me. In the hands of me. Therefore, all these silvers are the wealth of my Melaronites."

As soon as these words came out, the people present straightened their backs one after another. Everyone thought it was incredible that Olegin would say such a thing.

"What? You are stunned? Still don't understand my words? I tell you, because this was discovered by me, the Mellaren, and it is naturally my trophy."

No one was stunned anymore, even if there were no dirt in his ears, Olegin's announcement of "eating alone" shocked everyone.

In an instant, everyone stood up suddenly, and they all pointed their fingers at Olegin, accusing them of being ridiculous.

Originally, Wenderson of Yermalen felt that he was placed by his allies, but now it seems that his speculation is true.

The old guy Wenderson, who has always been known for his composure, stretched out his fingers and cursed: "Okay! Olekin, you let us Yermalen go all out, and you took all the benefits?! It's not fair! Give us the agreement. A lot of gold and silver?"

"That's right!" Even the Grand Orc jumped out and shouted, "Even if we send very few troops, we have to give me silver coins."

The chicken thief's Gran people have fought with almost no losses so far. The key to this is not to rush to the front line rashly. You can go grab some leftovers. Oak really knows that he has made too many names for looting, and his tribe will collapse in minutes.

Who is brave and who is a chicken thief, can't Olegin see it?

Even the reckless Carl knew what the Grans were virtuous in this war.

The king suddenly became the target of thousands of people, and each of the dukes present was cursing with vicious language.

Olegin lived a long time, he expected it to be like this, and he also made some plans. He wasn't angry because it was in his calculations.

Unexpectedly, Karl is a huge variable.

In Carl's view, his father made an arrangement that made him extremely satisfied. He suddenly drew his sword and pointed arrows at the aggressive dukes.

In an instant, the dukes also drew their swords one after another, as if everyone was going to kill each other in the tent. This scene was so shocking that Lurik pulled Carlotta subconsciously and got behind his father, for fear that he would actually fight and splatter his face with blood. .

"What do you want to do? Do you want Mingqiang? To attack your king? Tell you, we Melalen warriors took this money with our lives, aren't you also catching captives, cattle and sheep by your ability? We Did the people of Melalon ask you for it? So why are you angry? All the silver is ours, that's fair."

"Bah! That's fair, too? Olegin!" Winderson, holding a somewhat curved iron sword, roared in a low voice: "Don't hide behind your son. Look at my sword, this is me slashing the enemy and becoming curved, we The Yilmalun people made great sacrifices, and it was unexpected to meet a man like you who went back on his word."

"Yes!" Ungriff of Uncles echoed loudly: "Take out our money. You don't want to pretend to be confused, everyone sees that you Melalen have grabbed a lot of boxes, which are full of gold and silver. "

It was impossible to try to convince everyone, and Olegin didn't want to talk nonsense. He stood up in exchange, and when he complained that his son was too impulsive, he pulled him away.

Olegin, with his cracked old face, faced the swords of his allies with a fearless appearance.

"Don't talk nonsense now. It's only right to rob things according to your ability and keep them for yourself. I made a promise, but what I said was the distribution of wealth after the war. Do you think the battle is over?"

"It's over! It's over! Kalmar has been shot down, we should evacuate." Winderson said loudly.

"No! It's not over yet." Olegin had already put away his sword, and he approached his allies, "I learned that there is still a silver castle in the east, which is already the domain of the Danes, and there are mountains of silver coins there! Brother! Guys, do you only stick to a little profit in front of you? Oh, is the lake water limiting your imagination? Follow me to continue south and lay down that silver fort, where the silver coins are a huge wealth that we can't spend in a hundred years All of you will be extremely rich! Think about it, the Danes are just that strong, and we went south and killed those Danes and took Silver Mountain."

Hearing that, Wenderson's attitude was a little shaken: "You...you lie. If you don't give me money now, how can you guarantee it in the future? I don't care, I want to withdraw, and I want you to take the money, otherwise!"

"how?"

"If my warriors don't get rewarded, they'll leave on their own. Olegin, I see, you want your brothers to follow you south to fight the Danes! How about your sincerity? Just a promise? We're going to silver!"

Everyone's emotions became agitated again, and all they said was "We want cash".

But in the eyes of Otto and Rurik, the Mellarens were about to go back on their word. "Oops, what I was worried about actually happened. If this Olegin breaks the contract, doesn't give me wheat after the war, or delays. Damn, if that's the case, I really want to beat him up!" Rurik stared. His eyes were thinking about a big event, and his mind was deducing the soldiers who brought the Ross Army into Lake Mälaren to beg for wheat.

Although infighting Rurik does not want it, some people don't want to be human anymore.

Originally, Olegin thought of marking a new combat target by himself, attracting everyone with "silver mountain", so that everyone could continue to follow him even if they couldn't get silver coins.

But he ignored that he clearly knew the fact of the "Silver Castle", a southern Danish settlement, from the servants and the slain businessman. How did other people know? How can we conclude that there is really a silver mountain there? Taking a step back, who knows if the Mellarens who really got the Silver Mountain Oregin ate alone.

Everyone is clamoring for silver coins, and everyone is threatening that they can't get silver coins. They all go home. As for whether to recognize Olegin's family as kings in the future, then...

This was the threat of Wenderson of Yermalen, and Olegin was suddenly shocked into a cold sweat.

Before this, Olegin was not afraid of anything, but his proud private army, the most elite 500 people, now only has more than 70 people left after the war. The loss of the new force that maintained his power was too serious, and the greed he showed this time was also after weighing it over and over again, hoping that the money would be used to train a group of capable people to fill his private army.

For the time being, he knew that his power in the Melalen clan had reached an unprecedented crisis. Without an overwhelming military advantage, the wealthy businessmen of the clan might jump out to elect a new leader.

The war against Kalmar was a complete victory, but Olegin was oddly close to losing his power.

Continuing to guard money in a hurry is undoubtedly to intensify contradictions.

At the time of the expedition, the Melalen Army had an overwhelming military advantage, and now this advantage has been weakened too much.

The Yermalen, Ankras, and Uppsalas all sent five hundred troops. They were actually the backbone of the allied troops. They stabilized them and naturally stabilized everyone. Taking a step back, those small tribes are like the Granites. They are simply the existence of the scene. It is unrealistic to expect these people to go crazy and fight like crazy. These guys can't fight hard. A few axes, that is, when you grab the spoils, you don't want to suffer.

"10,000 silver coins, 10,000 silver coins for each of the three of you, I will give them to you now. As long as you continue to follow me to attack the silver coins, there will be more money by then."

Ten thousand silver coins is not a small amount, and the three dukes stared straight at it.

But is this money a huge sum of money? Rurik leaned halfway from behind his father, and could only lament that a small lake really limited the vision of many people.

Wenderson remained angry on the surface, but his heart had softened.

Of course, it was only Wenderson who relented.

Then a duke from a small tribe stood up and asked, "What about us? It's also ten thousand silver coins?"

After getting a negative answer, all the little dukes were furious.

"Could it be that we don't give trophies because we sent less troops? Then why do I still fight for you? Do you think we are slaves? Don't do it! Let's go!" The Gran Oak took his sword and swiftly made a Unhappy gesture.

Wenderson hurriedly grabbed the brother and said to Olekin: "At least the brothers must be paid according to the number of troops sent, according to the remuneration higher than the market price of the mercenaries! In my opinion, each soldier is given fifty silver coins. , we Yermalen sent five hundred troops, you should give me twenty-five thousand silver coins."

"Hey! I support this!" Oak suddenly changed his face.

Olekin frowned: "It's too expensive, and recruiting mercenaries is not the same amount of money. Or do you think that you are actually a kind of mercenary?"

"We are not mercenaries!" With anger, Wenderson came up with his own reasons: "Everyone understands that our standing in Kalmar is still a beginning, but are you sure about attacking the Silver Fort? At least our brothers are all Very worried. Brothers are too tired. If we continue to fight, we will only be wiped out. Brothers need to repair for a while. If you really give us so much money, at least I will continue to work with you. Everyone recharges and continues to fight. that is."

Obviously, if you really follow Wenderson's request and give each ally fighter fifty silver coins, it is absolutely impossible to give them all the money you get yourself.

After all, recruiting a group of outlaws made great deeds for a month, and their salary was ten silver coins even if they died. Actually? According to Olegin's own experience, a group of peasants brought their own weapons to serve as mercenaries for the promised reward of two or three silver coins.

If Wenderson thinks he has enough money to go south and fight again, Ungriff of Uncles is deliberately making things difficult.

"You must give each of us fifty thousand silver coins, and I will also withdraw. Continuing south is a death sentence, and even this place is full of danger."

Karl, who had been suppressed for a while, was furious again: "Old Ankrath, are you crazy? Fifty thousand silver coins, have you ever seen how high a box of five hundred pounds of silver coins is stacked in your life? !"

Ungriff shrugged: "I don't care, give me 50,000 silver coins, and I have to give my people an explanation."

He just estimated that Olegin was reluctant to pay such a huge sum of money, and he had to go through the situation of the Ankras army, and he was naturally very clear that Ungriff was a duke. Everyone's mood was very serious, and because they robbed a large number of cattle, sheep and female prisoners, they were eager to transport them back to their hometowns as soon as possible. When the soldiers have nothing, they are the most desperate. Now, they urgently need to take the captured women back to be their wives, and continue to bring back the cattle and sheep to raise them carefully. They have bottles and cans, and they start to worry about a lot of things...