Rise of Rurik Chapter 376

Published at 21st of September 2022 05:58:19 AM

One day passed, the Corvins of Metzasta, a group of mercenaries invested by Rurik, and the Ross fishermen, each of them began to use their own skills to madly destroy the woods near Fort Elon.

What is their motivation for desperately?

The mercenaries and the Ross fishermen are for the money and material rewards of Rurik, which is excusable.

Where is the Kewen of the Iron Squirrel Tribe? Rurik drew a pie for them: "Do things well and make me happy. When you do it well, not only will you have wheat to eat right away, I will reduce your tribute next year, and I will exchange wheat for your leather."

They were forced by the strength of the Rus people, but also because the conditions put forward by Rurik were really attractive.

After night fell, the Corvins who were ordered to destroy the forest frantically, dragged their tired bodies back into the wooden wall.

They never thought that what was waiting for everyone was indeed a feast.

When it comes to giving rewards, it does not compromise.

During the day, Rurik sent all the uneaten wheat to be taken out and handed over to the tribe's women to pound it into oatmeal crumbs. They didn't make it into flour, and they didn't need it. All the coarse crumbs were poured into the pottery urn and boiled by the fire. It is also served with chopped frozen fish meat, which is turned into surimi, and the porridge that has become sticky is continued to be boiled.

In order to increase its aroma and oil content, Rurik also ordered the mercenaries to pour a lot of seal oil into it, which is used as fuel for oil lamps.

Some Atlantic refined sea salt imported from the Balmerks makes its taste extremely attractive, and considering that this high-sugar, high-oil and high-protein meal is for those who have paid a lot of physical labor, stay Regardless of whether it was lightened or not, Wengli poured in half a pound of salt extravagantly.

Another piece of wood disappeared, and the trunk that was too late to be pulled fell to the ground.

The tired Corvin loggers, who admired the efficiency of the saw, held the wooden bowl with their hands trembling, and watched the extremely sticky soup in the bowl move the spoon.

Chief Ross is rewarding the literati!

Chief Ross did not hesitate to dump a lot of salt!

Chief Ross has fulfilled his morning promise!

The Kewen man opened his eyes wide, feeling the salty feeling of happiness like heaven, and couldn't help being moved to tears.

In fact, they are not simply grateful to Rurik, but the Kewen tribesmen who have lived in the inland areas for generations and migrated to the coastal land in recent months. Their bodies have never been salty, objectively speaking. Also limited their combat effectiveness.

Their bodies crave a lot of sodium chloride, so they eat salty porridge, and everyone fills their stomachs in twos or twos.

The meal was not over yet. Almost each of the hungry loggers ate off two more smoked fish, and only announced that they would give up when their stomachs were too tight.

In a boring winter night, besides creating a new life with your wife, is there any other entertainment?

The tribal men who had eaten their meals, they were originally survivors after the battle. The enemies of the past actually enjoyed a good meal. It seems that there will be many more days in the future.

They were in their own home, sleeping with bulging stomachs, and didn't want to pay attention to their wives and concubines at all, which made women a little uncomfortable.

They just didn't consider that their husband was so excited when he was cutting the wood, they almost collapsed from exhaustion. After eating too much this time, the blood is concentrated in the stomach, busy mobilizing the digestive organs to deal with the unprecedented sugar shock of the body owner in this life. In short, the brain is relatively ischemic. Coupled with physical exhaustion, you can still get up to "fight" with your wives and concubines.

It can be said that after winter, the women of the Iron Squirrel Tribe have an instinctive desire to use fertility to help the tribe's lost population. They never think that the tribe is the tribe of Mezzasta, but the tribe of everyone. Women are only physically weaker than men, but they are not worse than men in terms of their obligations to the tribe.

Logging work is still going on, and there is only a small amount of wheat in Rurik's reserve, and the rest of the wheat is instantly eaten up by a group of big stomach kings.

What's next? Has the army of food shipped? Have the deer breeders and their reindeer team headed north?

Before they arrived, Rurik had no choice but to live by eating grilled fish all day long, just like everyone else. Fortunately, Elronburg reserves a large amount of fish, and they are now frozen so hard that there is no need to worry about decay. Some are bad, but these fish are all salmon, which is salmon. It's really boring to eat grilled fish every day.

When Rurik was bored, he noticed something. The women of those tribes were actually hooking up with the settled Ross fishermen.

They are actually having a relationship on their own initiative, and this relationship is clearly illegal. They are not married to each other as witnessed by the priest.

He simply approached Mezzasta directly and came up with news that made him not too surprised.

"Chief." Yes, Mezzastas simply used the Norse vocabulary he learned to call Rurik the "chief": "Don't be surprised, in fact these things have happened long ago. After the war, my tribe died a lot. Men. Women are reluctant to bond with their relatives. They need men from outside."

"However, they are not married to each other."

"It doesn't matter."

Rurik was not surprised, his attitude was calm: "Couldn't your priests intervene? Even if it is a scientific ritual, it is good."

"It doesn't matter. Chief, my tribe needs people, a lot of people. Whether it's a man or a woman! I am happy to see the tribe's women and your men unite, and now life is stable under your governance. Don't worry about starving. , Frozen, and will not worry about being attacked, so that we can have more children. My tribe will rejuvenate, and there will be more population in the future...so too." Mezzasta hesitated for a moment, and said calmly: "More steel squirrel tribal people will pay you more tributes. I have one more request."

"You speak."

"Your... your mercenaries. They are extremely strong, if you can..."

"Okay!" Liu Rick agreed with a wooden face without hesitation.

"Huh? Really?"

"Of course. But you should also understand that if the child's father is a Roth, then they are not simple Corvins, they are Roths. They are not slaves, but they need to pay taxes. If you are in a hurry, I will soon Someone who can arrange me."

Rurik didn't seem to hesitate, but he had already made a psychological struggle in his head. Because Mezzasta's hope and the active behavior of those women really conflicted with the three fixed views in his mind.

He has been adapting to this savage but extremely real world. People or tribes really do everything in order to live, so they do everything in order to restore the population lost in the war. What are the ethics of men and women? It seems that these are all nonsense. For Kewen Burakumen, the concept of "marriage" is very vague to them.

Anyway, Mechasta is a man, if the leader is a woman, I am afraid that the entire tribe is a lively large matriarchal clan.

Oh, at least the deer-raiser community is mostly a matrilineal clan. Lurik especially remembers the rescued deer-raiser women. Now they generally have their stomachs. As for who the child's father is, it doesn't matter, it's all Rose anyway. Men do.

Rurik defeated his own "ethical cleanliness", which is by no means a mere compromise.

For the Rus tribe to develop, it is the optimal solution to have a larger population at the moment when technical means cannot be used to significantly improve the efficiency of material production.

It is true that all problems are human problems. As long as the population is large, the things that can't be done can be accomplished.

Rurik had also thought about the use of force to force slaves to work. The overall efficiency of this economic method is open to question and is extremely dangerous.

Generally speaking, slaves are also unreliable unless they are truly taken as their own. It would be a troublesome job to directly transform these foreigners into Rus, but their descendants can easily transform.

Rurik has really understood that this is a world where the weak eats the strong, and it is more direct, more violent and even more unreasonable than he imagined.

The weak will be beaten. Not being beaten does not mean that it is good to be indifferent, but that the strong are busy attacking others and have no time to take care of this side.

Whether the mercenaries are really loyal or purely for money and wheat, Rurik is more inclined to agree with the latter. To win over them, I am afraid that money alone is not enough. Most of them are young people who can't get along in their hometown of Mellaren. They are mercenaries who have nothing but strength.

Using women to win them over is an effective method.

In this way, all parties can get what they need.

Eventually, will Elon Orava Fort usher in a baby boom next summer?

In any case, the two major settlements of Fort Rose and Fort Shilla, the baby boom next year is definite.

The time of day is getting shorter and shorter, and night is taking up most of people's life time.

Logging work is going on every day, but the follow-up workload has been greatly reduced. Some of the towering spruces that were discovered were laid down using classic Viking logging techniques, and a large number of pine trees with thick bowls were removed by saws.

The residents took advantage of the moonlight and aurora to chop off the branches of the pine and fir with a small hand axe, and threw them into the fireplace for burning.

Most of the women who do this work do it with a smile. They tie the branches with twine and put them in a small sleigh that is used as a pull. Sometimes they caress their stomachs, thinking about happy things.

Their attitude towards the Ross people has long since changed. Lurik's fluent and understandable language, coupled with the feast of the lumberjacks, made them feel more at ease.

All of Rurik's mercenaries had a relationship with the women of Cowen's Iron Squirrel tribe, the first time followed by the second time.

The mercenaries who have been serving delicious food and drink and doing all the hard work on weekdays have completely subverted the understanding of "what is a man" among Cowen women.

In the difficult environment, weak women long for the shelter of strong and promising men. No, a group of dew couples were born like this, but this dew may not be so easy to dissipate.

For example, for the settled Ross fishermen, their wives are local Corvin women.

Everyone has good hopes for next year. Regardless of men and women, the Iron Squirrel Tribe prays for a baby boom. Mezzasta didn't say anything, he was still in his mind, what if fifty were born next year, and if two years later, another fifty will be born. As long as there is enough food, the tribe can add fifty every two years. The speed of the children increases the population, and his imagination is like a dream of spring and autumn. It seems that it is not impossible to expand the tribe to a thousand people in his lifetime.

Of course, what Rurik is looking forward to at this stage is not this, it is the long dark night. He feels that his mercenaries have become a little weak, and even Jeflo is weak.

Without him, it's time to slaughter a reindeer and let them drink deer blood to nourish the kidney.

What he prayed for was a group of people from Roseburg. They were the deer breeders who drove the deer north to graze in the winter, and the mercenaries stranded in Rurik in Roseburg, and a large amount of goods.

It's been half a month since that terrible long snowstorm ended, and it's November 1st in the Julian calendar. There are still four full weeks before Hanukkah for the Rus, but Elon Fort is more affected by geography. In fact, the polar night time in this settlement is a bit longer than in Roseburg.

The dimensional difference between the two places is actually very small, the complete polar night in this place is only one and a half days.

The dimension here is indeed very high. Due to the sea factor, even if the sea is already frozen, the day and night temperatures in Fort Elon on a clear day are not so extreme. The temperature during the day is indeed lower than the freezing point, and the temperature at night is basically maintained at about minus ten degrees. Unless there is another blizzard, the temperature can suddenly drop below minus 20 degrees.

Such a low temperature is not so fatal, as long as you go out and wrap it in thick fur, there is nothing wrong with it.

Since Elonburg is already in a small city, basic urban defense measures seem to be redundant.

Some people were ordered to stand guard and watch the night. They lighted a constant burning bonfire at the frozen pier outside the wooden wall. They use a bonfire to warm up, take a nap, and even grill fish frozen like rocks for supper.

They are also equipped with weapons at all times, especially sharp short spears, so that if a wandering polar bear suddenly appears, everyone can rush to get this unexpected surprise.

What Rurik did not expect was that the ever-burning bonfire actually acted as a lighthouse!

A deer breeder, mercenaries, and a handful of Ross winter hunters who decided to set off ahead of schedule, they organized a team of more than a hundred people and got on as many as forty sleighs of various sizes pulled by reindeer. Pulling a batch of forage and a large batch of wheat, along the frozen coastline to the north.

The navigators are a group of old hunters who have participated in winter hunting many times. They have rich experience and are best at arranging traps to catch ferrets and forest cats. Being able to possess such abilities also proves that they have the ability not to get lost in the woods, and they are most suitable to be guides.

The reindeer pulling the sled were originally the envoys carefully cultivated by the other three Corvin tribes. They themselves were tools for pulling goods. Compared with the heavy burdens that need to be borne on the Oulu River, the Ross people and the goods were not very heavy.

The herd of deer has reproduced. There are as many as 400 big deer and fawns, mixed with a large number of people and cargo sleds. The deer breeders headed by Alska have taken on the very important work of driving the car. They are the ones who have the most The ability to train the reindeer herd to be submissive.

Deer breeders cherish animal power, and will not force the reindeer to desperately resemble it. Instead, they stop at an appropriate time and people camp and rest on the spot. The reindeer also eat the hay pulled on the sled, and even a group of special sleds are the main force. The oats eaten by the reindeer.

It is a luxury to let the deer eat oatmeal, but Rick reminded him to wake up. After arriving at Roseburg, Otto did not hesitate to listen to Carlotta's attitude, and got similar opinions as Rurik. Who is Carlota? Her Ostala tribe is good at raising cattle and sheep. There seems to be no essential difference between reindeer and cattle and sheep. If they want to work hard, they must feed wheat.

Luxury is real luxury, Otto can't forget his lack of experience back then. The reindeer was forced to walk non-stop, and almost all the two hundred deer captured were exhausted and starved to death on the road.

Alsaka thinks that the family of Chief Ross is cherishing the deer~www.novelhall.com~ and even good oats are used as feed.

Reindeer, which has a strong digestion and utilization rate of cellulose, get all the calories from oats, which shows strong power. The reindeer herd that moves fast and continues to walk fast in winter, the long boat with speed and downwind There is little difference in speed.

In fact, only three days later, that is, the third day of departure, they have reached the northernmost coastline.

They continued to advance against the frozen coast, and night fell early. Everyone who was resting on the spot suddenly saw the light of fire on the ground in the distance, and everyone was no longer calm.

It's Fort Elon! It's the fire of Elronburg!

Is there still time to light a campfire and barbecue to eat?

This transportation team started the final journey, and their sudden visit during bedtime was first frightened to the deer breeders who thought it was a strong attack. After clarifying the situation, the closed wooden door was also opened.

Rurik was awakened by the noise, and he suddenly became energetic again.

Although the time they came was a bit irritating, the army of transporting supplies and the deer breeders finally arrived.

Chapter end