Rise of Rurik

Pairs of vigilant eyes stared at the lonely visitor, and everyone saw that the man was arrogant, and it was obvious that he had no timidity in the face of the powerful Ross army.

Ragnar was a ruthless man who was slashed out of a sea of ​​corpses and blood. The first time he killed was the leader of a nearby tribe. It was a very fair duel, at least that's the way the duel was, both sacrificed to Odin so that the onlookers would all serve as witnesses.

At that time, Ragnar was wearing thick woolen pants that were resistant to snake bites. His clothes were quite special. It seemed that the woolen pants had this magical power. A fledgling teenager hacked his opponent to death, thus qualifying to compete for the master of the Danish alliance.

But at that time, Hafgen boasted that he would win at the last moment.

That was ten years ago...

Ragnar is not an old man, but now only twenty-six years old, in the golden age of Viking warriors. It is a pity that the limited population of his tribe cannot support the great dream of a young hero, and now it is very difficult to just survive.

Even if he is in trouble, he will not sell some dignity in exchange for the support of others.

Under the night, two people holding torches meet.

Yevluo asked first with a calm face: "It seems that you have made up your mind and want to chat with us."

"Let's talk? Ah, I really want to talk."

If the Rus wanted to strike, it wouldn't delay until nightfall. Ragnar had never fought a real Russ in his life, and based on the bad information he had heard, he was even more afraid to enter. This time I finally entered Ross's riverside camp. Even if the light was dim, many wonders rushed to my mind. He frowned and realized that this group of guys was indeed difficult to defeat, at least his own clan would definitely lose in a fight. But wouldn't the Franks also lose?

Ragnar could really see that the Rus were busy gathering around the campfire to cook a delicious meal. The tempting aroma comes from the huge iron container!

The Rus army had an "iron content" beyond his comprehension, as if iron were a common thing in their community.

The characters who seem to be ordinary warriors, each carrying multiple weapons, are also using special iron digging tools to level the ground of the shack where they sleep tonight.

They also have large and small sackcloth pockets, which are wonderfully designed, and the straps are also used to tie the sack. That in itself wasn't surprising until he noticed that someone had taken visually identifiable bread out of a bag.

It wasn't brown bread, it was browned wheat bread, which was a high-class food in the Frankish territory, not to mention the more northern Rus? !

Some warriors sat down with their swords in their hands, their eyes burning like torches, staring at Ragnar passing by with provocative eyes, and then fiddling with the blade, letting the throbbing flames illuminate it.

There are also warriors who use branches as brackets to light up their chainmail as a whole and hang them together with their helmets.

No one will wear heavy chain mail all the time, and the chain mail illuminated by the flames is a silent show and ridicule to the visitors!

Fear is not to mention, Ragnar just envy them for having so many protective gear, and he can't help but imagine that once his army has these, he will have the ability to fight the Franks, and not even lose his home in Denmark.

Yevro deliberately walked Ragnar around the camp, which was considered an offensive move, and also directly exposed part of the strength of the Ross Army. There are risks in doing this, but the Ross Army's self-esteem from top to bottom has turned into arrogance, especially in the face of a group of Danes. The brothers did not take off their pants to laugh and mock, and they did their best to restrain themselves.

"Have you seen it? Once the war starts, you will definitely lose." Yevluo said arrogantly.

How Ragnar eats this set, he knows that he is not dominant, at least not to lose in words. He deliberately asked back: "You are disarmed, so you are not afraid of my men's sudden attack? Fighting at night, you don't have a full advantage."

"Haha. Do you dare? I still warn you!" Yevluo turned around suddenly, his face still arrogant, and his big hands pointed directly at the moored warship: "Our heavy weapons are always on standby, as long as you dare to attack, many people will Will die on the way to the charge. I don't know what happened to you, but in my judgment you have a serious shortage of warriors, even children and women are forced to take up arms. Stop it! Danes! This beach has been destroyed Our Rus army holds it firmly."

"I want to see your leader immediately." Ragnar suddenly opened the topic.

"You will see you soon."

Before long, Ragnar sat by the inconspicuous bonfire, surrounded by elites of the Ross Army.

Arik's eyes were provocative, and he deliberately clenched the hilt with his right hand, just to test the so-called Ragnar's reaction.

But he saw Ragnar retaliating, clenching the hilt of the sword likewise but not attacking. Because he saw that the people sitting by the bonfire were all ruthless people. Not only did he have no chance of winning when he really fought, but he angered the Rus people so much that his own people would die on a large scale.

After a stalemate for a while, Arik let go of his grip on the hilt of the sword, and the atmosphere eased: "Yes, he is a warrior. My brothers and I allowed you to hold a sword for an audience, and I thought it would be a coward who prayed for peace, but I did not lose. The courage to break up."

Ragnar held his head high, looking at the scene, he would definitely not be safe, so he wanted to win face for the clan. He observed the young man who was talking: "I heard that the leader of your Rus is young and promising. You must be the leader? I can't figure it out. How can you go to the Frankish territory to loot if you don't attack your old enemy Denmark?"

"I...not the leader of Ross."

"You? Not at all?"

Arik smiled, and there was a hint of grief in his smile. Who doesn't want to be the prince of the entire Rus, but he is not the one chosen by God, let alone the ability to govern a big country. He is nothing but a fool.

"The prince of the Duchy of Rus is Rurik, and I am the prince's brother. The prince of Rus has been blessed and favored by the great god Odin, so our entire Rus tribe and all the tribes who have turned to Rus to be ruled have benefited."

Ragnar said without changing his face: "Indeed, the real northern warriors are all blond hair. There are obviously many black-haired people in your team. The Finns who were supposed to be slaves have become warriors. So there is a legend that the Rus people Is it true that the land of the East (Finland) has been conquered?"

The words were a bit aggressive, completely because he didn't know Yevluo's identity.

In this way, Yevroke will hold his head high and put on a note: "You! The Dane Ragnar doesn't know my noble identity at all."

"You? How noble are you? My friend..."

"You call me a friend? Maybe we can meet peacefully today, and we can be friends in the future. I am the Count of Finland, Yevlo, loyal to the prince of Rus. There are more than 30,000 people in my army, even if it seems to you that it may be Underdog, I can indeed muster ten thousand Finnish warriors. We Finns are not good at fighting, but we are best at archery. We are already prosperous and strong by joining forces with the Rus. This time I am on the order of the prince to attack the Franks..."

Yevro showed off a little, but Arik showed off his exploits. It is necessary to point out his resentment, as well as the case of taking 400 warriors to avenge the enemy and achieve a great victory at the age of nineteen.

As an absolute powerhouse, Ross Jun is very willing to show off his great achievements, one is psychological self-satisfaction, and the other is to shock the audience.

The Nordic community culture has a tradition in this regard. A warrior should show his achievements to the guests. Many times, he takes various nicknames. It is an honorary title in nature. Talk for three days and three nights.

Ragnar was quite surprised. In the past, he could only learn the descriptions of the Rus people from a group of losers. This time, a senior member of the Rus army told himself, and he was sure that he had obtained the most accurate information. Co-authoring the battles that the Rus people have experienced in the past is not on the same order of magnitude as their own understanding of wars? The Rus always try their best to choose a large-scale decisive battle. Once a fight occurs, the strength of both sides is always approaching 10,000. They claimed that the number of enemy soldiers killed by the Rus army over the years may have been fifty thousand.

The only decisive battle in his memory was when he, as a member of the Danish coalition, led two hundred of the most elite soldiers to coincidentally encountered the king of Svealand (Sweden) Olegin. After the bloody battle, he cut off the man's head and won a big 's achievements.

He didn't want to focus on the matter, considering that Ross and Svealan had a very close relationship, and speaking out might anger them. But the Rus are already touting that they killed the old Danish king Hafgen who led the counter-offensive against Svealand, and calling out "killing Olegin" is a tit-for-tat.

The strange thing is that the attitude of the Rus people is all ambiguous.

Looking at Arik's expression, Feifei was not angry, but showed a smile of praise: "Odin doesn't like lying warriors, you can't make this joke, I believe you killed Olegin. Very good! I have seen it a long time ago. That man is not pleasing to the eye, and I wish I could kill him personally! Now we have nothing to do with Svealand, they were defeated and lost by you Danes, and now they have no ability to compete with our Duchy of Rus for power in the North Baltic Sea. So what about you? Your tribe is clearly in exile."

Arik from Rus is a generation of nobles, and his people say some heart-to-heart words. From Ragnar's position, he can't hide it any longer.

Ragnar is cruel and honest, but what this opening describes is something that Arik and others have never heard of.

It turned out that when Denmark and Frank fought in the back of the Schleswig Great Wall, Ragnar had already brought his tribe into the Frankish territory to loot. Looting and making a fortune is one purpose, and strategic revenge is the biggest reason to open up a new battlefield.

However, the once tough new Danish king Horrick suddenly persuaded. According to Ragnar's rude and addictive description, this is the situation.

"Horrick was originally a hunting dog raised by a Frankish nobleman. Later, the dog decided to be a man again, which caused dissatisfaction with the dog owner. The dog fought back for a while, but in the end he was a good dog again. I heard that the man took off his shirt, as if The plucked wild boar knelt at the feet of the great Frankish nobleman and kissed his toes. He even prayed for forgiveness, even if he was a eunuch to atone for his sins, as long as he could continue to be a Danish nobleman under Frankish rule..."

Just hearing Ragnar say that makes my whole body uncomfortable. Arik's hair stood on end, and then he burned with anger. The most angry was the blue fox. He simply scolded: "Villain! The man who killed me, destroyed the shops in my capital, and was so brave, yet surrendered Frank in this way!"

When the blue fox said so, it immediately attracted Ragnar's attention. This trip to Ragnar was a big surprise, because in the past peaceful days, the "Stonewall" tribe did buy some cheap iron and a batch of high-quality leather in Hazelby. There are rumors that the owner of the shop is a Russ. No one cares about the free Hazelby. The Ragnarians who have obtained good goods are suspicious or pretend to be confused. Unexpectedly, the person sitting in front of me is the shop owner! This also solved the real reason why the Ross fleet suddenly entered the Weser River.

Ragnar continued to explain his story. The so-called Horrick was forgiven by Frank, and he must have sold certain interests in exchange for peace. The reason for his conclusion is that after the truce, Horrick suddenly turned his troops to charge at the "Stonewall" tribe. They were supported by the weapons of the Franks, and their troops and weapons and equipment were superior. After crossing the sea, the Stonewall tribe suffered great losses.

Horrick is the enemy! Although the survivors still call themselves Danes, in their view Denmark has been effectively occupied by Frankish lackeys. They have seen a deeper contradiction. The so-called tribe's biggest enemy is Frank! They have lost their homes and have nowhere to go. In the near future, the cold winter is approaching. The brothers can only take the remaining manpower and row into the East Frankish territory to loot to survive. However, things did not go well.

At this point, Ragnar, who was already very excited, twisted his hands into fists, slammed his hands on the ground, and said viciously: "We have lost everything, and now we can only be pirates. Many women and children were killed by them. , regardless of the fact that they are also Danes. Many lords have left Denmark, and everyone is unwilling to be loyal to a Frank's dog. Now I have more than 400 people, and there are only 300 men who can fight. In fact... There were Frank chasers behind us. We didn't get much material, because the Frankish peasants shipped most of the stuff to Bremen, and we couldn't take the city with us. Go hungry."

Looking at this description, Arik heard the betrayal and suffering of their experience, and immediately empathized and burst into tears.

Blue Fox couldn't do this, he understood Ragnar's deep-seated begging buried in the language with the businessman's thinking.

As for Yevlo, what he thought of most was actually to win over, and at the worst, these victims could also become allies of the Principality of Ross.

"Have you figured out where to go in the future?" Arik asked while wiping his tears.

"Maybe Flanders, try your luck there. Let's grab a village and settle first."

Yevro took the opportunity to speak: "Ross and you have no reason or necessity to fight. Horrick and the Franks are our common enemies, and we should unite. Why don't you go to Ross!"

Arik slapped his thigh: "That's how it should be. Ragnar, join us with your people. I admire you as a hero, and a hero should not suffer."

In this way, the blue fox also followed the words, his mind was more active, and his words were very clever: "However, the pride of the hero cannot be tainted. This time our Ross fleet is ordered to attack Bremen. Ragnar, now in front of you There are two paths."

"What is it?" Ragnar still likes the words of the businessman Blue Fox.

"First, don't accept us. If you leave tomorrow on your own, we won't know you. In the end, we Rus attack Bremen. Second, we form a coalition and share the spoils after conquering Bremen (actually, by virtue of After the completion of the event, we will form a fleet to return to Ross for the winter. I choose you to choose the second way, because the Duchy of Ross is hiring people, and I can reveal a big secret to you. The Prince of Ross is already tired of the relationship with Denmark. War. The Danes are different from the Danes. For people like Horrick, we must fight! As for you, when you choose a peaceful attitude, we can be friends. One day Horrick will be expelled, we Going to do business with friendly Danes, I think you are."

"Then unite!"

Contrary to everyone's expectations, Ragnar's words were very decisive. Arik was stunned, and then he thought about it. Presumably this Ragnar had already thought about it, but he didn't want to lower his face and ask for union because of his face.

The so-called alliance is definitely not what Ross should help, but Ross still took out his army's rations for a day. In fact, this is not in the way. Due to Rurik's paranoid emphasis on logistics, this Rus army has bought supplies before the voyage, so that even if the action achieves nothing, the brothers will at least not be hungry.

Ragnar's men couldn't pay for a day's rations, but they paid the price anyway. The two teams joined together to discuss Bremen, and formed a larger inland fleet sailing against the current to the city of Bremen.

According to the plan, Ragnar's people will be the main offensive force, and the Rus army will be more of a fire support, and use heavy equipment to knock down Bremen's wooden city walls. Ragnar is bound to suffer huge risks, but after the city is broken, it is also their most advanced city, and theoretically the best property is robbed by them.

Although Arik felt that this arrangement would be cheaper for the Danish bereaved dogs, but the blue fox emphasized the real purpose of this operation: "Why bother with gold and silver, they can't eat when they are hungry. We have to find a warehouse and loot it. Wool and grain. It's warmer here than our Nordic homeland. The Franks have just finished their wheat harvest. Ragnar said that the farmers took refuge in the city with their soft wool, so that they couldn't grab anything, so a lot of wheat was in the city. We need What we do is to pull the wheat away as much as possible!"