Rise of Rurik Chapter 392

Those merchants who were waiting for an opportunity seized the opportunity. No, on the second day of Otto's arrival, the pier on Gould Island became a noisy floating market.

The island is too small, so small that it is impossible to form a market on the shore. The trade between each other is all ships meeting, and then taking money in one hand and receiving goods.

Those merchants happily buy the important commodities of the Ross people, especially the various leathers, which will always be the hard currency in the trade. The merchants got a lot of squirrel skins, snow rabbit skins, and mink skins, and a lot of silver coins fell into the pockets of the Ross people.

They really feasted their eyes. For the first time in their lives, standing under a huge sailing boat, they could row a small boat up close and touch the thick board of the big boat, but they could not board it directly.

Even if the standard displacement of Aphrora is only fifty tons, its ship is so high that no one can climb it with bare hands. The transportation of materials and personnel relies on wooden boards extended from the deck, and even rope ladders are dropped for people to climb.

This structure naturally also caused her to hardly worry about any form of gang jumping after entering the battlefield. The enemy's inability to climb this floating fortress is her current tactical advantage, and no one notices it except Cherurik.

Otto was awakened by the noise. He came here yesterday and fell asleep after a comfortable hot bath. Now he is standing on the wooden wall in vigor, seeing the lively scene clearly.

"Good, the money is being recovered quickly..."

Up to now, Gould's work is satisfactory, and a boat has sailed to the Merlaren Wharf, which is not far away.

There are a large number of houses on the northern lake, and Otto, standing on a high place, can see the outline, and can roughly estimate their huge scale, that is, the settlement is sinking into the smoke, and he can't see the details. Even so, Otto can estimate that Mellarenburg is indeed much larger than Roseburg.

"They are big, they may look bloated and not very strong. No! They are crowded, and crowded is the guarantee of strength."

In most cases, the bigger the size, the more obvious the advantage.

Otto admired Mellaren's population, and couldn't help but feel jealous and awe.

The messenger had already set off, and Otto had just dispatched an unknown but daring warrior. This person carried a wooden board with inscriptions, which was his personal letter.

His plan is like this, if not necessary, he will not go to the Mellaren Bazaar. Only when he received the official invitation letter from the leader himself and was asked to enter the scene of the alliance, he brought Rick to land.

What is this called? This is called a card face.

But the development of some things always exceeded each other's expectations.

The envoy of the Rus successfully handed Otto's letter to Olegin. Who would have thought that this envoy's ship would pass by Oleg's envoy.

A thin man with a woolen hat and beautiful feathers. He looked like a businessman, but he actually carried a letter written by Olekin.

Gould Island is still very lively. Inside the wooden walls of the island, in a secluded wooden house, Otto, Rürich, Carlota and others sit quietly on leather cushions. The messenger didn't talk nonsense, and immediately delivered his letter.

Otto scanned the letter, which was small but very important. The leader Olekin did not use any honorific vocabulary. He was completely commanding, asking three important people to arrive at a deserted island in the lake tomorrow morning and discuss something secretly.

Things have become very wonderful.

Otto's brows furrowed, and so was Rurik, and the conspiracy meant that even Carlotta was aware of it.

"What's the matter? Are we going to have a private conversation?"

The messenger didn't change his face, and this person's rigorous attitude really made Otto feel that this person was a warrior. "Leader Ross, my master has issued this order. According to the covenant, you must attend the meeting."

"Really? Since it was his order, of course I will go. It's just..."

"What are you worried about?"

Otto felt that the matter was a bit wrong, and Rurik suddenly felt like a feast. No, the situation will not be so bad.

Otto did not dare to speak out about the most extreme situation. He asked, "What about the other leaders? Can they arrive?"

The messenger shook his head and seemed to give a negative answer, but it was not. "Leader Ross, this is not my business. I don't know. Even if I know, I don't have the right to answer."

"Huh?" Otto suddenly leaned back with a tactical tactic: "Then what else is there to say? You can go back and tell the leader to let him have a generous meeting. The leader of Ostra and I will go to the meeting with integrity, no need. So mysterious."

"Are you worried that the leader has a secret agreement with other leaders? This is impossible!"

The messenger doesn't seem to laugh or be surprised, it seems that if he punches him now, this person can still put on such a serious face. The liar was guilty, and Otto didn't think he was lying.

"So it really is a secret agreement?"

The messenger immediately looked left and right, making sure that he hadn't overheard, and laughed and said, "Yes, my master said that the Russ are his most respected ally. This alliance will deepen the friendship. We will conclude. A deeper covenant, certain things should not be known to other tribes."

The atmosphere became more tense, and Otto reached out his hand to collect the plank, and muttered: "Food, weapons and silver coins. You can go back. You can tell your master in advance that we have brought all the weapons to us. Tomorrow. We will go to that deserted island, I hope he can guarantee that no idlers will notice this."

The messenger got up, he knelt down on one knee and hooked his head neatly, thoroughly proving that this man was indeed an old soldier.

For now, the Rus will conspire with the Mellaren before the official alliance. Is it just more in-depth official bilateral cooperation, things must not be that simple.

After Gould's guidance on that so-called desert island, both Rurik and Otto knew its name-Lamb Leg Island.

It's really a strange name with a funny name. Of course, it's not that there is a shepherd on the island. On the contrary, the island is full of white sand and small trees. Its overall shape is like a piece of roasted. That's all about the sheep leg.

Is there anything special about this island?

Gould, who knows the hydrology and climate of this place well, points to the maze.

It is indeed a little special, the so-called special is that it is far away from the main trade channel of the lake. The island is deep in the west of Lake Mälaren, and it is a half-day boating trip from Mälarenburg.

Look, in the letter Olekin asked the Ross people to keep a low profile, and he himself will also keep a low profile. The letter did not mention the restrictions on carrying guards. The biggest restriction is that the ships of both sides cannot display obvious flags.

Are you going to the meeting?

The messenger left, and at night, several people still gathered together to communicate quietly.

Otto and Liurik immediately agreed, and the two undoubtedly saw this as an opportunity.

Rurik reminded his father: "I think that man just can't save face. He wants glory, but he is old. His son Karl is not a smart person. I always feel that Olegin wants to get this secret conversation. Our public support.u001e"

"What do you support?" Otto felt that his son had realized something inside.

"Just to support him, and even his son to do..."

"For what?"

"The new leader, or the king. He wants Karl to inherit all the power, even if I think that man lacks qualifications."

"That's why you need to quietly find us for support? Why? Oh! I see..." Otto laughed, he deliberately asked Rurik: "Then, are you kid willing to surrender that fool?"

"Pooh!"

Rurik's answer was categorical, but Otto estimated that his son's temperament was definitely not that simple. He deliberately smiled and said: "We can openly support, as long as we can get the benefits, there is no problem supporting them as the leader. In my opinion, your kid is not so enthusiastic about the entire alliance. Tell you, do you think so?"

Speaking of this element, Rurikben also had no intention of deceiving his relatives. He raised his head: "I am a fish in the sea, not in the lake. We Rus are now the actual leader of Novgorod, the Corvin. The actual leader of the Svia. It's OK to break away when we become stronger. Dad, those wooden documents are very clear. It was these people's ancestors who expelled us seventy years ago, especially Uppsa. Laren and Melalen. Now we can't be angry about these things, because we have conquered the East. Seventy years later, these guys are still fishing in this lake area."

"Okay, you are very good at talking. Let us prepare. If there is something big tomorrow, I authorize you to speak for me. Haha!" Otto rubbed his son's head affectionately, quite wide; "You are the leader The identity of Olekin is the best way to put Olekin's speechless."

If the Ross people don't value the Svia tribe alliance so much anymore, as long as the alliance's resolutions will not harm the Ross people's economy, the conditional support of those things that are not, it is obviously beneficial to the Ross people.

On a new day, when the sky just turned blue, the two long ships quietly left Gould Island.

The Phantom of the Aphrodite is still only a dark shadow in the lake and mountains. She stands in the port more like a symbol of the leader of Rose, proving to the merchants that the mysterious Otto has not left.

Actually? Otto was dressed in chain mail and leather armor and sat on the boat like a veteran warrior. He wrapped his whole body in a burlap robe, and at first glance he looked like a fisherman returning home from a night fishing.

Rurik and Carlotta were also named, they were wrapped in thick deerskin, and the resisters had a cold lake breeze at dawn.

On this trip, the chubby Gould actually worked as a navigator. He sat on the bow, relying on this seal-like figure, and did not participate in paddling things.

Nearly fifty people were seated on the two boats. Except for the important people who went to the appointment, Gould sent for the messenger. There were as many as forty armed men who had participated in many wars, especially Jeflo, the Finn. The captain of the mercenary is the command of the guards used in this trip.

They are small in number, and there is no doubt about their extremely strong combat effectiveness.

Thinking of what happened yesterday, Otto and Liurik didn't think there was any risk in this trip, so the significance of carrying a large number of guards is probably to show the other party that the strength of the Ross people should not be underestimated.

Lamb Leg Island, the name is indeed a bit funny.

There are many islands in Lake Mälaren, most of which are small sandbars, and the larger islands actually have strange names. There are only a few people living on these islands. For the sake of safety, the residents of the lakeside spontaneously form tribes of various sizes. The Merlaren tribe with the best geographical location naturally absorbs the largest population. Therefore, apart from the main settlements, other areas are essentially no man's land.

"The Lamb Leg Island is ahead." Gould's big stubby hand reached the front.

Otto squinted his eyes and took a closer look. He noticed that there were some people swaying on the sandy beach of the distant island. After a closer look, there were more than a dozen people there, all of them carrying a spear or wooden stick. Some white cloth strips tied to it seemed to be some kind of signal.

As a veteran, Otto is instinctively wary of any sharp objects. He twisted his body and ordered the people who had been rowing for a long time to cheer up: "Brothers, get ready! Check your weapons and make sure you have them. Ability to deal with any emergencies. Now speed up rowing!"

At this moment, Olekin took his guard of one hundred men to the island while the sky was still bright.

For this secret meeting, he attaches great importance to it, because the Roth messenger has always delivered the goodwill of the Roth, which relieved his nervous heart a lot. Olekin did ask the people of Rus, just as he came to see and noticed, some of the things Olekin took seriously, for example, he braved the early morning cold to reach Lamb Leg Island in the dark. The picture here is one. "Greeting the guests with the attitude of the host."

Finally, the guests are here!

Olekin was a little embarrassed, he poured a sip of Ruth's spirits. Not to mention, it is said that this precious glass bottle is printed with the name of the wine, which makes it much more noble than ordinary ale. After taking a sip, the feeling of malaise is wiped out.

Oleg was dressed as a warrior, but its gold-encrusted belt, more than a dozen pieces of amber and sapphire chain mail, and even the golden crown on top of his head like a crown, fully proved his nobleness.

More and more Merlaren fighters came out of the forest, which made Otto instinctively wary of the preparations for the beach.

Otto understands the indispensable principle of being defensive. Although he didn't know what was going on, he immediately gave Evlo an order: "Get off the boat and set up the formation, just like you practiced."

"Dad?" Rurik asked puzzledly.

"Lurrik, you see, Origen brought a lot of armed men, what do they want to do?"

Rurik squinted, only to see those people dressed mainly in black: "They seem to be Olekin's private soldiers."

"The enemies?"

"It should not be. At least not now."

Otto gritted his teeth and decided not to change his order.

The two ships washed up on the beach, and at this moment those armed men were standing behind Olekin. They stood in a dense formation, but the team seemed a little scattered. Their tomahawks and swords are still hung on their waist belts, and some warriors carrying spears are even more casual.

In this situation, the battle-tested Jeflo saw clearly a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered. They had no fighting spirit at all, and they didn't want to fight at all.

On the other hand, Jeflo reacted very highly on the scene of the Ross people. He did not make the soldiers draw out the steel sword (it only takes one or two seconds to draw the sword), but lined up two rows of curved human walls to benefit the bow. The shields painted with various patterns uniformly faced the Merlaren, Otto and Rurik and other venerables, who were closely guarded by the warriors.

Look at this well-trained formation, it instantly changed Olekin's ideas about the Ross people. He has never made a uniform for the fighters who thought of the Russ! On the other hand, people who look loose are said to be daring to fight.

Olekin gritted his teeth fiercely. He felt that he had brought many people early, and he was still overwhelmed by the Ross people in aura.

"Otto! My brother, are you in the crowd?" Olekin shouted suddenly.

At this moment, Otto never dreamed that the so-called "great leader" who hadn't seen him in ten years was actually close to himself in such a tone? Otto never felt a trace of warmth, he thought it was absurd. Rurik and Carlota, both of them got goosebumps all over by these words.

Because in this world, apart from his younger brother Ogier, there is no second person who would call Otto a "brother", but Ogier died almost ten years ago.

"Jeflo, let the brothers take the shield."

No, Otto gave an order, and all the Ross soldiers put their shields on their backs and showed the neat chain mail on their chests to the opponent. Their actions to retract the shields were also neat, Musha Olegin again.

The Ross warrior let a gap open, and an old guy with a huge beard, a tall and strong body, and a golden and white hair with extremely deep eyes, stepped out at that haughty pace.

He was Otto, and when he saw this man, Olekin actually took a step back subconsciously. After realizing Lu Ji, he hurriedly took a step forward, even though he was still a little nervous.

After more than ten years, Origen almost forgot what Otto looked like. Take a good look at this person, this look even has the feeling of the legendary "Odin".

you do not say! Next to this old guy was Rurik, a beautiful boy with a calm temperament and full of wisdom. At least since Rurik was born, a legend went viral throughout the league. Olekin didn't want to pay attention to those legends, but Rurik was really a magical child. He could not wait for this to be his own son, so as to completely stabilize the dominance of the Mellaren people. It's a pity that things are counterproductive...

"You... really Otto?"

"Exactly!" Otto stood up like a sculpture.

Olekin, who originally regarded himself as his master, actually put down his figure, spread his arms and walked over, with a smile on his mouth: "My old friend, my good brother, ten years ago! Let's see each other again."

He wants to show courtesy, and Otto should not be rude here.

The two old men hugged each other ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and slapped each other on the back. Olekin felt Otto's hardness, and Otto felt Olekin's foreign powers. People are different. Olekin is indeed a little older than Otto. The difference in age can explain very limited things. Olekin is born weaker than Otto, and this is reflected in the two when they were young.

In those days, Olekin of Mellaren was regarded as the leader and even the leader of the alliance by plotting. Although Otto had wisdom, he actually relied on swords and fists to gain status.

The hug ceremony between the two men can be regarded as dispelling each other's suspicion to a great extent.

Olekin released his hand and looked at the same visiting Rurik and Carlota proudly: "You are all at the meeting, it is a good thing. Come on, let the soldiers guard the island, and I won't let anything interfere with us. . And we..." Olekin looked at Gould again, he actually didn't want a merchant to visit, so he said nervously: "I just want to talk to you secretly, and then it's just me and you. Secret conversation of the three."

Otto looked around again. He pointed to the edge of the beach and the woods: "It's right there. Lay some leather blankets and we are the leaders talking about things. Listen, I need to see that my soldiers are indeed protecting us. Safety."

"Also. It's up to you."

Chapter end