Rise of Rurik

Remember [new] in one second! For the leader of the business group Uvbet, the Mona of the Ross Navy anchored at the Koup port is the largest ship he has ever seen in his life.

A great era has come to the world. Unlike the Danish lords of the past, the new King of Rus and his Kingdom of Rus are clearly creating a new era. The Danish lords of the past could dominate for a while, but their glory often lasted only a few years, and their dominance could be as fleeting as a short warm summer.

The people of the business group hiding in the remote city of Koup can learn about the rise of Ross from limited information.

Many people think that this is nothing. In the past era, some overlords suddenly appeared.

For example, in the minds of many Danish people, Godfrey is the greatest leader. Everyone believes that the gods have given this leader the mission of leading the people. It is precisely this leader who successfully prevented the Franks and another belief from attacking the north. The world's mad attack.

However, Godfrey's era ended with his death, and the Danish world fell into complicated disputes.

It seems that a man named Ragnar, a descendant of the Stonewall tribe and the son of Sigurd the Ring, has reunited the Danish world.

But how much does this have to do with people leaving Denmark?

Many people broke away from the disputes in the Danish world and went to the east to develop. Some went to Riga and even the farther east. Some, such as the Burgren business group, focused on running the Nieman and Vistula river routes.

Now may be the era of the Ross people. In their concept, this is probably because the gods suddenly favored the Swedes, causing the tribe named Ross among them to

Suddenly become bigger and stronger.

So, what makes Rose so powerful? No one knew about this matter, and some victims of the "Russian Expansion War" within the business group had lingering fears about it. They were exiles after the defeat, and they were still confused about how their camp was defeated.

The Bulgren Merchant Group has more than a hundred young men and women who can fight, and the total population including the old, weak, women and children is less than four hundred.

It is like a rootless wandering Danish tribe, now living in the Kurland city of Koup, making it their home.

If a powerful force intends to use troops against Koup, the business group will immediately abandon the local people who are their neighbors, abandon the community buildings they have finally built, and take the boat with them to build a new community in new places.

If the old leader Bulgren himself was still alive, he might have decisively fled with his friends to avoid the dispute after discovering that the Russians were eyeing the city of Koup.

The new generation leader Ulfbet is unwilling to accept being a coward, but he also does not want to fight against the powerful Russians.

"If you can't beat them, then join! If they keep their promises, my people will have a better life. The premise is that they really keep their promises..."

Although Ulfbet said that he was willing to go to Palanga to face the King of Rus in person and declare the surrender of the entire business group to him, he also announced his surrender on behalf of the confused local Kurans to avoid war.

He asked old Bjorn, the captain of the Mona, to give him some time for a small meeting.

So, Uvbet made an escape plan to prepare for any eventuality.

He gathered several of his cronies and gave special instructions: "I will go there this time with little chance of success. If the Russians break their promise, you will

We must be prepared to evacuate immediately. After I leave, you will move the elderly and children to the mouth of the Nieman River first, and take all valuables there. Leave only half of the young people in the community, and prepare boats that can evacuate quickly, so that if the Russians launch an attack on Koup, you can escape as soon as possible! Arriving at the mouth of the Nieman River, the fleet headed towards Kaunas. At least the people of Utvin (Lithuania) knew that our business group was harmless, and they would definitely take us in for refuge. "

In fact, when Uvbet made such a decision, he did not know that the Utvin city of Kaunas, which he considered an alternative refuge, was also facing huge troubles.

The leader's worries are correct, because Ross has only been kind to a few tribes and forces over the years, and it is normal to take the lead in using force to kill and plunder.

Semigalian power has collapsed, and so has the Northern Oakshtet Alliance.

The two forces, whose main combat forces had collapsed, were facing a violent attack by the Riga Danes and Latvians, who were plundering and looting in the north of Kaunas under the banner of Ross.

The Utvin people are neither deaf nor blind. Countless refugees poured into the Neman River. The city of Kaunas and the surrounding areas are full of northern refugees. Everyone is telling the same incident - we encountered the Varyag and Latvian coalition forces. brutal attack.

Although it is unbelievable, now that the fact has happened, the Utvin people dare not sit still and wait for death.

They began to mobilize, and the cavalry of each tribe was mobilizing. The most populous force among the Baltic ethnic groups had to absorb these refugees, and clenched its fingers into fists in the face of the catastrophe.

They gathered in the city of Kaunas on the Neman River with the intention of defending the city.

If he dies, the business group can quickly elect a new leader and go to a new area to continue doing business. They are rootless people and can regard all settlements as temporary residences. As for the future of the business group... who knows? The world is so vast, and if you encounter any trouble, there will eventually be some remote areas that can serve as shelter for everyone.

"Have you finished talking?" Finally, standing on the beach, Old Bjorn asked the leader Ulfbet who had taken off all his armor.

"It's done, everything is arranged."

"Perhaps, you are still worried about us? It doesn't matter." Old Bjorn saw clearly but did not tell clearly. For example, this old guy not only removed all defenses, but also carried only a broad-edged sword with an obvious Frankish style.

For a sea warrior, owning a sword is a status symbol of the warrior, and having a good sword is proof of nobility.

"Then please." Old Bjorn pointed to his ship: "That is the sail destroyer Mona of the Ross Navy. Our brothers on the ship are directly responsible to King Ross, and we brothers also directly receive the money rewarded by King Ross. , I think you can probably guess what this means..."

"You? Are you actually a mercenary?" Ulfbet was slightly surprised, but felt something was wrong.

"Yes and no. We are mercenaries but not mercenaries. We are guards but not guards."

Old Bjorn tried to tell this guy the meaning of a "standing army", at least to make him understand the dignity of the Mona and Maas.

Ulfbet seemed to understand what he heard. Since the other party considered himself noble, he probably wouldn't behave badly.

He also guessed that this was an attempt by the Russians to reassure him.

"Okay, let's get on board, and my men will take us to your big ship. I'll... climb up again. I hope I can see King Rus today."

"You will get your wish."

The longship once again stopped at the side of the Mona. The soldiers on the deck were very happy that their boss had returned safely, but they all stared at the outsider who was eager to get on the ship.

Old Bjorn raised his head: "Brothers, put away all your weapons! The people here plan to submit to us. From now on, all of us are brothers!"

Old Bjorn deliberately spoke loudly so that Ulfbet could hear him clearly.

Climbing the rope ladder to board the ship is a wonderful experience. Standing on the flat and wide deck is a novel experience that is even more profound.

Ulfbet was so greedy that he bought a lot of the ship and was amazed at her size.

"Big? What is this? You have never seen our Sea Monarch. She is huge... let's put it this way! Her main mast is made of a tall spruce. In order to install this mast, it has to be It took the combined efforts of hundreds of people to get it done.”

Old Bjorn spoke in eclectic terms, but little did he know that his description was beyond Ulfbet's comprehension.

Just the small Mona number is enough to attract attention.

She is much larger than the average cargo Kirk ship, and her fantastic triangular sail is her characteristic, and the special naval warfare weapons she is equipped with are simply despairing.

"What is that?" Ulfbet pointed at a torsion slingshot, "Weapon?"

"good eyesight."

"It... looks like a kind of bow?"

Old Bjorn pinched his waist triumphantly: "That's right. Fortunately, your people are not stupid enough to attack me.

We attack, otherwise..."

"What will happen?"

"Hey." Old Bjorn gave the order. Upon seeing the gesture, his subordinates replaced the conical cast-iron projectiles in the bullet slot with the javelin, and then controlled the ruler to suddenly launch at a large angle.

Xuan Yu's javelin flew toward the uninhabited land on the shore with a whooshing sound, and pierced deeply to kill the enemy on the shore. The people who were seeing him off had been waiting and watching. Now they ran to where the javelin was and pulled it out out of curiosity...

Ulfbet saw this set of fancy operations clearly, and the old guy took a deep breath, all of which he couldn't understand.

"Hey! Friend, say something!" Old Bjorn asked with a hint of provocation in his showoff.

What else could Ufbet say? Fortunately, I always exercise restraint. He had no choice but to cover up his embarrassment and fear with a smile: "It seems that your Ross's strength is really far ahead, and our Bulgren Business Group is really not that good."

"Of course. Don't feel inferior. You will have a bright future if you join King Rus in the future. Maybe the kind king will also equip you with such good ships and such good weapons. Because you are Danes after all, and our The King and the King of Denmark swear to be brothers, and our King actually likes you very much."

What Old Bjorn said was true. He was actually more eager to surrender to the Bulgren Merchant Group than Ulfbet himself, simply because this great achievement was related to his and his family's future status.

Standing on the Mona, the bad bumps caused by sailing became very soft. People who often sailed naturally did not suffer from seasickness. Standing on this big ship Uvbet felt extremely comfortable.

He had to appreciate what old Bjorn said just now

Ai Ichiban: "Is that true? Can I also own such a good boat in the future? It may be dangerous for this boat to enter the lagoon, but there is absolutely no problem sailing in the Vistula River..."

Extravagant hopes are weighing in the bottom of his heart. Uvbet has forgotten the last time he went to Palanga City. This is because their interests are not close and they have little interaction with each other, so there is little cooperation and no disputes.

What happened to the city of Palanga under Ross? have no idea.

But now that the sun is setting, if Ross's two ships move slower, they will have to sail at night - and this is an adventure that the business group dare not imagine.

The southeasterly wind continued in the wide sea area, and the Mona and the Maas raised the triangular house quickly returned north with their important reconnaissance gains.

Soon, the huge anchorage of the Ross Navy came into view, and before those anchored battleships appeared a large number of cruising fishing boats, each of which seemed to be as big as the Mona.

Ulfbet stood at the bow of the ship, holding on to the railing nervously: "Are they all your ships? Are they everywhere? Every one...is actually as big as this one?"

"On the contrary, the Mona is just a small ship." Old Bjorn said happily.

"Where's your biggest ship? Why do I see so many giant ships everywhere?"

"Look carefully, there it is!" Old Bjorn also searched for it, and then pointed specifically to the ship parked further away.

"So... that's it. That's actually a ship?! Why does it look like an island to me? It's probably a giant ship that even Jormungandr can't overturn."

Ulfbet could not describe the behemoth he saw for the first time in his life. He could only praise her as being more powerful than Jörmungar.

"That's the sea

The Monarch is an unsinkable ship, and... it can easily hold all the men, women, and children in your business group, and even all the belongings of your Koup City. I have heard that Frankish beliefs spoke of a large ship called the Ark. Hehe, we Russians think that legend is not credible, and our Sea Monarch is a genuine ark. "

There is no point in saying more, because Ulfbet was even more shocked after the ship entered the mooring.

Palanga is a coastal city, and now it is completely surrounded by the Ross Army Camp.

In fact, Rurik led the cavalry to attack Kretinga, and everything that needed to be done was completed at noon. He spent some time packing the loot, and then happily returned to the military camp, taking the Fifty newly surrendered serf cavalry, as well as a group of cavalry family members.

When the sun began to set, he had returned to the camp. It was dinner time, and the huge camp was immersed in the aroma of grilled fish and wheat porridge.

The horses were unsaddled and fed with grass and oats. They needed to have a good night's rest because they would attack Memel tomorrow and capture it in one fell swoop.

Rurik really had no idea that the situation was developing in a direction that was favorable to him.

The Mona and the Mas entered the moorings calmly, but the people on board were already restless.

At this moment, Rurik was waiting for dinner in the camp. He had learned that Admiral Goldlund had sent two ships to explore the south, and he enthusiastically hoped that these two ships would bring wonderful intelligence.

Of course, Rurik couldn't expect that the scouts could easily bring good information. It was like buying a lottery ticket and hoping to get the jackpot.

Anyway, there are no two ships

Regardless of what they can gain, the Russian army will go south to explore for themselves tomorrow.

"Why haven't they come back yet? Are they in danger? Or have they encountered something good?" Goldlund knew that if the two ships were safe, they would return to the anchorage shortly after noon. It was already evening, so what on earth were they doing? ?

In his eager expectation, the two ships returned safely, and Goldlund immediately sent a small boat to bring the people on board back to report their duties.

So, a guest set foot on the land of Palanga again after a few months.

At this time, behind Uvbet was a dense crowd of Russian naval ships, and the shore was full of tents illuminated orange by the setting sun and a large number of flowing flags.

There were people wearing blue and white robes everywhere, as well as a herd of horses that was so huge that it was hard to explain (he also regarded the deer as horses).

The strength of the Russian people is obviously real.

Goldlund met with his men, and he personally greeted the boat at the pier to pick them up and hit the beach. The boat ran aground easily on the beach due to the high tide, and people got off the boat one after another, especially old Bjorn, the captain of the Mona. He saw the general with a huge number of feathers in his hat, so he simply took Ulfbet's hand and held it straight. Come running.

A strange middle-aged man suddenly stood in front of him. What was going on?

Even ordinary sailors wear uniforms of the Ross Navy. In front of them is a man who is too plainly dressed. The wrinkles on his face are filled with countless vicissitudes of life.

"Who are you? Where do you come from?!" Goldlund asked arrogantly, not remembering to ask his subordinates.

Ulfbet, who had seen it before, was only shocked by the strength of the Ross army, not by a certain warrior. He held his chest high to defend himself as a sea warrior.

The dignity of a hero: "I come from the south, I come from Koup. People of Russia, I want to see your king."

"You? What a loud tone." Goldlund then looked at old Bjorn: "What's going on?"

"This is exactly what I want to say. General, this person is from the city of Koup, in other words! I believe that the so-called city of Koup is the Memel we will arrive at tomorrow! It is the Memel that the king misses so much!"

"Huh? Him?" Hearing this, Goldlund's eyes changed when he looked at Ulfbet: "Stranger, are you from Memel?"

"Memel? You Russians keep pronouncing this word, but in our terms it is Melmelis."

"Absolutely. It seems we have a distinguished guest. You!" Goldlund pointed directly at Ulfbet's face, not bothering to hear his name and specific origin, and ordered: "You just said you wanted to see Ross. King? Okay. Now take off all your weapons and follow me."

"Do you really want to hand over the sword?"

"if not?"

"Sword! It is the proof of bravery. You must not take my sword away."

"Absurd. How dare you negotiate terms in our territory?" Goedlund smiled, and casually recruited a few subordinates to easily control him, then unloaded his weapons, and escorted him to Liuli like a prisoner. Gram's tent.