Rise of Rurik

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Eskil couldn't guarantee that the blue fox was really caught by the local nobles. He and the Count of Bremen were old acquaintances. Even if they hadn't seen each other for a while, he still clearly remembered the count's face.

The team formed by the priests all held up a fire soaked in pine resin. A fire dragon appeared in the dark night. Many citizens who lived nearby pushed open the windows on the second floor and tried to find out.

Seems to be the priests? Is today a big day? Need a nightly ceremony?

When Esquill and the others arrived at the Neibao suspension bridge, facing the wooden suspension bridge that had been released, the previous speculation seemed to have mostly come true.

The armored soldiers waited first, and they saw that the black-robed priests were all respectful and even retreated spontaneously.

Then a man pushed the priest away, took off the cap of his burqa, and shouted, "Hunter! Hear me! I am Robert, Robert Richard von Hamburg."

"Robert? Did I hear it right?!" A voice came out quickly, and soon a sturdy man walked over aggressively.

The torches illuminated the faces of the people, and Saint-Esquier took off his hat, and his weathered face looked all the more kind.

The other man, who smiled maliciously, was Robert, the Earl of Hamburg.

The two were old acquaintances of Hunt, Earl of Bremen, and they hit it off.

Hunter greeted him excitedly, hugged his old friend Robert, and politely said, "Are you performing a miracle? You suddenly appeared in my castle. Robert, is there something important for you to come? And..."

Esquil coughed twice and went straight to the point: "I'm here just to verify a question. Sir, please answer me truthfully."

Hunter hurriedly drew a cross on his chest: "Please speak."

"Three of my ascetics have mysteriously disappeared, and there are rumours that they were captured by your men. You know, this kind of thing is crazy! I hope this is just a slander of villains."

Hunter obviously took a step back. He didn't expect that not only did the church come to ask for the guilt, but St. Eskil also seemed to have received the Lord's miracle and suddenly came to Bremen, and the saint himself asked the guilt.

"It's more complicated."

"Then there is." Esquil continued to ask: "There is a fat man among them. I hope this person is not beaten to the point of unconsciousness by your subordinates."

"No! Nothing. My people did catch such a suspicious person. Although they are in my dungeon, they are now offering food and drink."

A stone fell to the ground, and Robert's speculation was actually true.

The blue fox in the dungeon was thus quickly released, and he was perfectly reproduced in front of Esquier.

This is a farce, and no one can accuse the Count of Bremen's subordinates of being wrong. But things have only just begun. The secret visit of a suspicious fat man, Saint-Eskill and the Earl of Hamburg seems to have many coincidences, and it must be hiding a shocking secret.

The Count of Bremen had his own means. First, he ordered his troops to pull back to the drawbridge because it was too late, and then he wanted to hear the teachings of the saints and have a drink with his friend Robert. He had to figure out all the tricks, just because of his intuition, there might be a danger behind it.

Priests pay attention to asceticism. As for an ascetic who eats fat, there must be a hidden meaning behind the absurdity. Moreover, this person babbles in Norse and speaks Latin very well, but he is not good at Saxon and Frank.

In this way, the blue fox suddenly became a guest from prison. He was still dressed as an ascetic, sitting in the Count of Bremen's banquet hall illuminated by oil lamps, and he had no appetite for the black bread on the table.

No one really had an appetite, but the Count of Hamburg was happy to clink glasses with the Count of Bremen for ale.

Hunter asked directly: "Please tell me the truth. All signs indicate that you are doing secret things. For the safety of my territory, you need to know the secrets."

Robert shrugged: "I didn't need to hide this, I thought I'd tell you later, since I've exposed it, it's okay to explain it now.

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"Speaking."

"It's a military threat."

When Robert said this phrase, he saw the bushy Hunter, his beard swelled in extreme tension, his head like a lion, and his eyes staring like copper bells.

"You...are you so alert?" Robert wanted to laugh but couldn't.

"Where did the threat come from? I see! Must be a Norman."

"The Normans. Do you remember the pirate who stole Durist (about twenty kilometers east of present-day Amsterdam)?"

"Horrick? The dog kept by His Royal Highness?"

"It's a bad dog." Robert shook his head. "He has left Durist and is now the king of Denmark. Of all the Normans, Denmark is the most dangerous to us. Horrick expelled the priests of the North. , The man betrayed his faith and started killing the evil god of blood again. St. Eskil was fleeing Denmark, and the man threatened to use force against us. The war is about to start again!"

For a long time, the Franks did not care what happened north of the Great Wall of Schleswig. The lords were the heroes of Charlemagne's expansionary war. After obtaining the enfeoffment, the first priority was to consolidate and improve their own rule. Second, there is also a lack of understanding channels.

According to his own knowledge, Robert described the possibility of terror with more eloquence: "The Normans will cross the Great Wall, Horrick is a hateful great pirate, and now he is king, he has more money to plunder wildly. He used to lack strength, now It should be possible to assemble an army of 5,000 people."

Five thousand people did not seem to be many, and Charlemagne responded with a hundred thousand people, and an army of one hundred thousand people was able to assemble.

But these 5,000 Norman warriors are in a cramped area north of Schleswig. A large group of hungry wolves are imprisoned in small cages. Once they break through the cage, the first person they encounter will be bitten by the most terrifying. .

"Hamburg will be attacked first, then your Bremen, then Baldwin's Flanders, the whole Saxony is in danger. Many Saxons escaped the Wall and became Normans, if they choose revenge , will not be afraid of death. The evil god they believe in promises that the souls of the dead can... go to the evil god's paradise, but they are eager to die in battle. I have no ability to resist this army going south, can you?"

Hunter, the Earl of Bremen, was on pins and needles. He was covered in cold sweat under his robe, and his feet in his boots seemed to be soaked in ice water.

Hunter shivered: "I can't... Even if I scatter all my wealth to recruit militiamen, I can assemble a maximum of two thousand people. Those are all farmers with spears and sickles, not qualified soldiers. I can give up to three hundred people. Elite."

Robert was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "Three hundred people? It's really a strong army. Poor me, including the militia, I can make up to 800 people at most."

"And what about Baldwin who pulled up Flanders?" Hunter asked.

"He? Coward! Horrick is robbing houses in his territory. This coward lets him go, so he can offer silver coins to buy the bandits to stop. Horrick is a hungry wolf, and our prince thinks he can use this man to deal with Luo. Tyre, now this hungry wolf is ready to bite its master."

Things became very tricky. The words were what Robert said. He was the lord on the northernmost border of the kingdom. The many contradictions he faced were the most difficult, and the information he got must be accurate.

Hunter was very grateful for his friend's warning of the war, so he could probably guess the purpose of Robert's sudden departure from the country - to go to Regensburg, the city of princes, to report the enemy's situation and take credit.

"We have to unite," he said.

"It's not enough for us alone."

"Since Baldwin is a coward, who else can we unite?"

"Russian."

"Who is that?"

"There is a person sitting in front of you, the real Russ." Robert's attitude was very clear.

Hunter glanced at the blue fox: "This fat man?"

"Exactly."

But he said that Blue Fox, after he was released, he heard this conversation in Frankish, and he stared blankly, and couldn't understand everything.

Hunter didn't want to talk to a fat ascetic monk. He didn't know the identity of the other party. Even a priest must be a very low-level priest.

Hunter implored Eskill to describe the situation in the North. As someone who had seen the whole process of the war, Eskill was not stingy in describing the brutality of the war.

The Rus' fortress was besieged by a thousand men, and all one hundred Rus warriors were killed, including five hundred of the Danes. The port of Hazebi is a sea of ​​fire, if it is not raining, it is a real regional scene.

"The fat Joseph was protected by the Lord, and he survived. He was an emissary from the Rus and wanted to establish a good connection with us."

Now that Saint-Eskil has spoken, Hunter reluctantly began to face the fat man.

Blue Fox was described as being ordered to describe information about the Danes and the Rus, and he spoke freely in Latin throughout, with Esquil translating into Frankish, which was embarrassing enough for the Count of Bremen. Russ messenger Qiao Zhuang became an ascetic monk, and he was absolutely ashamed of being arrested because of suspicion, but the other party was actually speaking Latin, and Hunter in the next round was ashamed.

In any case, after some investigation, Bremen is the first commercial city that the blue fox has encountered. The wool trade in this city can make up for some of the current shortcomings of the Duchy of Ross, and the Duchy can also open up a new wheat, import of salt.

Lanhu assessed the situation, and after learning the general content of the conversation between the two earls, he immediately prescribed the right medicine.

"My master has a feud with the Danes. Now the Danes are burning my shops and stealing a lot of wealth. This will definitely cause the wrath of the prince of Rus. Maybe the prince will organize an army of 3,000 people to sail to Denmark to retaliate. It will be a big war. , if you can get your military support in the south, the probability of winning is very high. Denmark must lose their strength, which is good for us businessmen. Even if we have different beliefs, at least you will not object to buying Rus's iron and leather. ."

The mysterious Rus seems to be in the sea to the east, and the hesitant distance is obviously not a new threat to the kingdom. But wait! The fat man clearly said that the Russ army of 3,000 people can cross the sea to attack Denmark. Do they have such strength? If so, aren't the Rus just as dangerous as the Danes? Sure enough, any Norman is the same.

The attitude of the visitor has made it clear that even if the visit was accidental, it was no joke that the envoy from Ross asked for an alliance with Bremen. This fat man came well prepared.

Hunter went straight to the showdown: "I'm worried that you Russ will become the new villains. Even if you convert, your prince will still be a barbarian. I can't believe it!"

"You can trust me." Eskil stopped translating now, and simply participated in the discussion himself: "Hunter, my child. I stayed in Ross for half a year, and the prince of Ross allowed me to build a monastery, and I was already there. A bishop was arranged. From what I have observed, Raja Rus is very interested in our faith and there are a lot of people there who have converted. Rus people are not pirates, they have their own business. Raja Rus especially, he is a very young man , as handsome as you were when you were young, and a brave man with blond hair. You can be friends with each other."

"It's all wishful thinking!" Hunter said so, and his heart was slightly shaken, but he forced himself to calm down.

Eskil was indeed wishful thinking. He ignored the fact that he was once under house arrest and that one of the accompanying priests was killed. Seeing that Prince Rurik treated his subjects well, he did not hesitate to think of Moses and his people, rather pedantically. Trying to equate it as much as possible, coupled with the close contact with the blue fox, Esquill constantly suggested to himself, and he felt more and more that the Rus people could become converts and good people.

He was full of compliments about the Rurik prince, completely ignoring the fact that the young prince was murderous in essence.

Eskil is ambitious: "I will go to Ross for the greatest attempt, and will try to persuade them to convert. Then I will return to Bremen in peace. Maybe you should accept the olive branch from the Rus... …”

Hunter still can't be trusted, and now that Esquill is standing for the mysterious Rus, he's also "relaxed."

"If the Rus people are willing to come to Bremen to do business, that's fine. They should pay the city tax, the customs duty, the belief protection tax, the poll tax, the business tax, the commodity income tax...the water tax, the food tax." With ten fingers, Hunter can name ten tax names.

Blue Fox tried his best to suppress his anger, and Zhou clenched his brows and asked with a sigh of relief, "Does Ross merchants still have to pay inhalation tax when they arrive in Bremen?"

"It's a coincidence, I should set up this tax." Hunter patted his thigh, and then aimed at the blue fox with a shy look.

It's just this kind of expression, but it's more aggressive than verbal abuse.

The blue fox cursed in his heart, the Count of Bremen is playing with fire, the Ross Navy is fully capable of killing Bremen, and it would be no exaggeration to punish the arrogant provocateur by force.

Only Rus people have always collected taxes (tributes) from others. When will Rus people still pay taxes?

The Count of Hamburg made some unreasonable demands and could bear it, but this Count of Bremen was so arrogant.

The blue fox stopped the conversation, and it was Robert, the Earl of Hamburg, who hurriedly persuaded old friends not to treat the Russ like a big fat sheep. Because unlike Hunter, Robert knew that the elastic sword he liked to mention was made by the Rus, and saying that it was "the gift of the Lord" was just a good word. The Russ can export a lot of excellent weapons, even if they pay a lot of money to buy them, not to mention this fat Joseph Blue Fox who claims that Ross is willing to trade rye.

Because of Hamburg, Bremen and Flanders, the counties in the northwest corner of the three kingdoms are the prominences on the macro level, and as lowland areas are seriously lacking in minerals. If you can get iron from the Rus, it will be good for all three counties.

Hunter didn't realize this, he didn't want to ally with Ross, but he didn't ban business. Most of the ten taxes he described with his fingers were improvised by him, and he just hoped Joseph Blue Fox would shut up. The city tax, customs duty, and business tax are all three taxes that must be collected. Even so, Hunter thought about it and didn't let go.

Bremen is a special existence after all. This is the bishopric appointed by Charlemagne, and it is the core stronghold of the kingdom in the north. The foreign barbarians are friendly and trade.

On the contrary, Hunter was very happy with the infighting among the Normans.

Such an unexpected night meeting has fully enhanced Ross and Bremen's mutual understanding, but in fact, Blue Fox's teeth are itchy. This self-regarding aristocrat who likes hunting and bandit suppression dares to ask for tribute from Ross. This is a major sin and requires huge wealth to make amends!

The meeting ended with a different result, but there was still an intentional result.

In a sense, even if the blue fox is the messenger of Ross, it is an outsider. After Hunter realized the great threat of the Normans, he naturally had to strengthen his defenses to guard against the sneak attack by the great pirate Horrick, who had established himself as the king, because the Weser River flowing quietly. Directly to the sea, Horrick's bandits have also attacked against the current before. It was for this reason that Hunter really believed when Robert sounded the alarm.

Since the Earl of Hamburg has to bravely rush to Regensburg, it will take a while to go to Frankfurt in the south. The team needs a batch of food, drinking water, clothes, especially materials for setting up tents, which Hunter is willing to fund.

Not only that, but a parchment handwritten letter from Hunt, Count of Bremen, was also stuffed into a wooden case, stuffed with a few pieces of amber, and the case was unlocked but sealed with wax. The letter was to be delivered to Prince Ludwig, and the words were full of vicious words against King Horrick of Denmark. Yeah, who would give good words to a group of gangsters who looted their territory?

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