Rise of Rurik Chapter 540

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The gray sea is as turbulent as a mountain, and Aphrora has all the sails rushing between the waves by the cold wind from the North Pole.

Although he had already had psychological expectations, Rurik could not have imagined that he had just left the Narvik Fjord area for three days, and the weather had changed drastically and the wind had increased sharply!

A cold Arctic current is going south, and the autumn rain season in Europe is also coming.

Gradually, the sky began to rain. Although there is no need to worry about ice, snow or freezing rain, the status of the Aphrola is enduring the wind and cold on the gray sea, and the people on the ship are also enduring the cold when they are thrown up by the big waves.

Only a few sailors are on duty on the deck. They have to monitor the sails to prevent the main sail from being blown off by strong winds. To prevent falling into the sea, their waists are also tied with cables.

Rurik and Nolan wrapped a leather blanket to soothe the nearly broken heart of their own woman.

"Ruriek... will our ship..."

"Capsulation? How could it be possible. This ship is indestructible."

"Is this true?" Nolan hopes that capsizing is really impossible, but she can hardly imagine the terrible sea conditions.

"Of course it is true. What is this, we have encountered crazier ones."

Rurik is lying, this is the most dangerous situation the Aphrora has encountered since its launch.

Thanks to this violent wind and waves, she risked her sails to blow off and the mast to break, and hurried on the sea at a speed of up to twenty-five knots for almost a whole day.

For long ships in general, such sea conditions must capsize and sink quickly.

Facts have proved that the anti-storm ability of the Caravel-like sailboat has reached a very high level. It will be upgraded to a Galen ship with a full load and displacement of two thousand tons. As long as it is not a hard typhoon, other wind and waves are almost helpless Can't stop her.

In just one day, the Aphrora ran a three-day voyage on weekdays.

The waves finally calmed down a little, and the rain stopped outdoors.

Rurik finally stood on the deck again, looking at the still gray sea around him, a sense of blur came out spontaneously.

There is a kind of fear called looking at the vast expanse, the big ship is still up and down, and when he subconsciously looks up, he can't help being shocked almost to a cardiac arrest.

He screamed: "What's the matter? Our main sail is damaged? Captain sailor!"

After a while, the sailors boarded Class A one after another. Based on the current dangerous situation, Rurik was really anxious.

"Hurry up and fix it and sew up the sail."

The sailor's brow furrowed: "My lord, part of the sail was damaged by the high wind. The situation is not too bad. We will wait for the wind and waves to subside before fixing it."

Indeed, depending on the current sail conditions, sailing by wind is still okay.

But wait a minute, if the Aphrodite uses such a posture to forcefully cross the Øresund Strait controlled by the Danes, it is looking for death.

"Fix it as soon as possible! You will get on after the storm subsides. Check the condition of the mainmast again for me."

The sailor said again: "My lord, the materials we repair..."

"Use the linen cloth in the cabin to cover the cargo. If it doesn't work, use a leather blanket to make up the number."

The cold front of the cold current quickly rushed to the European interior, and the cold high pressure brought a series of rainfall.

The entire Baltic world, including the Elronburg, which was controlled by the Russ, was raining. In the Eastern European world, the continuous rainfall has been full of quagmire, while the Alps and the Carpathians are directly snowing.

Rurik didn't know at all. Although he could see the eastern coastline in the gray world, he couldn't determine his position. The Aphrora quickly passed through Beier with its damaged mainsail and basically intact secondary sails. The outlying islands that resemble city walls outside Gen Fjord. He didn't encounter any sea battles, and he couldn't even see other ships.

After seven days of solitary sailing, the sun finally appeared, and the world changed a lot.

People rushed to the long-lost sunshine to squeeze in a large number of Jiaban to bask in the sun, the wet clothes were dried, and sailors began to climb the mast with tools and materials. When a person climbed to the top of the mast, he looked around, and the horror had to force him to descend quickly.

The sailor hurriedly ran to the captain's lounge and reported to the rested Rurik.

"What? It's always the mast that has a problem?" Rurik wakes up casually, his heart beating wildly.

"No! Your lord." The sailor also widened his eyes, and then said with a trembling face, "I think we have entered the strait through the gust of wind these days."

"Strait? What strait?"

"That's the strait! I think, Oslo is ahead."

"Ah! So fast?" Rurik stood up abruptly, and then ran to the deck.

I opened my eyes wide and couldn't see anything for the time being. When he waited for a while, the sun slightly dissipated the mist on the sea. Everyone on the deck saw the Aphrora, which was already sailing against the eastern sun. Her north was The long coastline, so is the south!

Rurik hurriedly reduced his excitement. He patted his hands to signal everyone's attention. It was also a coincidence that almost everyone in the ship was working overtime to breathe.

"Attention now! The sailors repair the ship immediately! The soldiers arrange and check the weapons! We are about to pass through the huge strait, about to pass Oslo! We may be intercepted by the Danes, ready to fight!"

"Roar!" The people roared.

Now there is no difference between the Balmerks of the Ross people, everyone is the brother of the same boat, and then the Aphrora bravely enters a new battlefield.

As for the name of Oslo, which Rurik chanted, the Balmerks knew better than the Russ. Those people have very close contact with Bergen, and in principle everyone belongs to the concept of Norway, not Denmark. But the two sides had almost no contact. As the Balmerk mercenaries under Liurik, they naturally didn't want to have any unhappiness with any Osloites psychologically. Coincidentally, Rurik also meant this.

The current population of Oslo is only 3,000, and the core of Norway is still Bergen.

Rurik knew that if he kept going, he would not encounter any risks for a period of time, and even the probability of encountering Danish fishing boats was low.

The storm has just ended, and the ship in the haven has not yet come out. The width of this strait is amazing. Even if an enemy ship is found, in order to avoid extraneous branches, the big ship will fight again unless it cannot escape.

But through the narrow Øresund Strait, the brave wins when the narrow road meets.

Rurik expects a naval battle, and as one of the forces, the Danish leader Hafgen is not a fool!

More than ten days ago, the Danish merchant ships returning from Bergen were explaining the news of a big sailboat. The ship went straight to the north with a large fleet, or straight to Narvik.

Hafgen had heard of the Balmerks of Narvik. He lacked interest in the brutal men of the extreme north, but had ideas about invading the Frankish kingdom to make money, especially in the current situation. The expelled former lord Harald Clark, whose nephew became a nominal earl in Flanders, set up a trading stronghold and successfully led away some Danish brothers.

The Svealans in the north are a great threat, but the guys in the south are increasingly threatened.

The demon ship of the triangle sail suddenly became a new problem. After learning of the information, Hafgen summoned the lords who could quickly reach the core of his rule and shared this gritted teeth.

Of course, all the lords are condemning the viciousness of the Nasvearan ship, and the lords are all evasive when it comes to sending troops to intercept it.

"Are you cowards? Are you afraid? We can work together to make the boat run? They must pass through our strait. Now we are ready to win."

Hafgen is full of self-confidence, but the tragic loss of the Burgundy fisherman proves one thing, and he is dying to fight the big ship!

The lord of the south, Sigurd, knew that it was impossible to openly oppose it, and his son Ragnar, who hacked to death the old leader of the Svealand people, became a great hero throughout Denmark.

If he is counseled, he is embarrassing the family honor, and his son Ragnar is too warlike.

Young people are militant and heroic, but Sigurd is an old man. He needs to consider many things. It can be said that he is stubborn or wise.

Sigurd made a clear statement, "Our area has straits large and small, and all straits lead to the Hazeby Bazaar. Do we have to send troops to your Robard strait to garrison? Hafgen, that's yours. Territory, it's really inappropriate for us to go."

Hafgen thought for a while, and felt that it was the case. He occupies the largest and safest channel of the strait, making a fortune from tolls. If the military forces of other lords are allowed to intervene, wouldn't it be endless troubles. Once this is done, the opponents of the Robard tribe will stand up and attack themselves in groups.

Sigurd took advantage of the trend and pointed out a proposal that everyone accepted, that is, the division of troops and garrison.

"Brothers guard their strait to prevent the big ship from sneaking away."

People support this, but Hafgen can only support it. He is the lord and not the king. If the lords objected on a large scale, Hafgen would not be able to use force to make them succumb.

In fact, Hafgen was talking bullshit, and many lords just didn't want to mix up this bad luck. The ships destroyed by the enemy were Bornholm and the Robards, and the other lords had no loss.

Which fool is going to block the gun for Hafgen? This guy will not compensate.

In fact, the lords are happy to see Hafgen and his men suffer losses, so that other lords can reap more benefits. It is best for the Robards to suffer huge losses, so that the brothers can negotiate with Hafgen in the future to cancel all tolls in the Øresund Strait.

Lords like Sigurd, they hoped that the northern ship would beat Hafgen's fleet again.

The brothers also tacitly said that if the big ship passes through their own seas, then let it pass, and they can't suffer losses for this plague god.

"If I were the enemy, which waterway would I take? Am I really looking for the unknown waterway instead of the smoothest one?" Hafgen thought for a while and finally realized the true intentions of the lords, they ordered People were annoyed, but on the bright side, Hafgen knew that he could not take any drastic actions, even insults and refutations were not advisable.

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Hafgen had a hunch, as time fermented, he felt that a fateful battle was about to break out.

The Lobad tribe, who lives in the northernmost part of Jutland, shamed the warriors of all tribes by the free movement of the big ship.

My brother-in-law died in a failed interception, and nearly two hundred brothers were buried in the sea.

Three days before the news of the reappearance of the big ship reached Denmark, a storm came. The wind and rain could not hinder Hafgen's interception plan. This time, he decided to use the proud thing that represents his own power-the giant long ship Red Dragon!

The storm had just ended, and Hafgen's most trusted confidant generals gathered in his "palace."

He issued a special interception order to surprise everyone.

No one raised objections, but everyone had a lot of very real concerns.

For their concerns, or everyone's concerns, Hafgen thought he thought of an excellent tactic.

"I want you to gather all those who are good at archery and collect all the bows. I want you to send the most powerful oarsmen and take your best long boat into the strait to prepare for battle.

I will dispatch the Red Dragon and find that the big ship takes the initiative. I will prepare a batch of ropes with claws. When the Red Dragon forces the big ship to stop, the warriors throw the claws and kill the enemy ship after climbing.

In order to win the action, we must send a large number of ships to force the big ships to stop. Even if the enemy can sink a little, it's like an arrow can penetrate a layer of leather, but it can't penetrate three or four layers. We have lost some ships and can definitely be forced to stop. Then we surrounded it with a large number of ships, and victory was ours.

We capture it and study its construction methods, and in the future we Robards will be able to build such powerful ships in large numbers. "

I have to say that Hafgen is an IQ online person. Capturing, researching, and imitating a dragon is really a dream.

Essentially, his plan is exactly the same as the seriously injured brother-in-law.

The brother-in-law's defeat must be due to the fact that there were too few troops. If the big ship is attacked by the swarm, can it still get out?

The leader is full of confidence, and this time the blockade intercepts the Red Dragon's rare active attack. Even if the brothers still have a probability of being lonely in the blockade, it is also the charm of the Red Dragon that the merchant ships passing through can see.

The common combat longboats in this area have fifteen people on the port and starboard sides. Because the keel of a ship is generally a whole oak, the length of a single oak directly determines the length of the ship. If it can, of course the long ship has to be made bigger, but its length is always limited to 20 meters or less.

The Red Dragon was an accident.

People in Denmark will of course use splicing keel technology, but due to technical reasons, such ships are considered to be relatively fragile. In severe sea conditions, the joints of the keel are most likely to break.

The Red Dragon is always faced with this problem. What is very crazy is that it is actually a keel made up of three oaks. It is not that a ship with a spliced ​​keel is fragile, but the open-top ship of the Red Dragon uses too primitive technology.

The bow of the Aphrora is also spliced ​​on the keel, but the huge ship ribs, the staggered plates, and even the mortise and tenon structure of the deck, the mathematics and mechanics given by the shipbuilding family Hortra family in Rurik Under the guidance, Aphrola's good mechanical structure is already very stable. Those big ships that have been launched recently and are still under construction still adhere to this set of robust mechanical structures, which gives them the ability to fight through wind and waves.

Long ships are never as long as possible!

The name of the Red Dragon is not only derived from the ferocious snake head painted red with cinnabar on the bow of the ship, but also because of its slim body proportions as a whole, like a sea snake, and even described by the good people as imitating the earthly giant python. Big ship.

This boat is enough for seventy-five people on the left and right sides of the boat to paddle. There is less space in the center of the boat to stand up to fifty people to draw bows and arrows.

The Red Dragon, like the Sea Demon King hiding in Jutland, slowly left its home port amidst the cheers of the Lobadians.

A sword is out of its sheath! It must see blood when it is unsheathed.

Hafgen stood at the bow of his Red Dragon, leaning on the head of the ferocious dragon, and rushing toward the Øresund violently.

His arrogant and heroic posture appeared in the strait, especially at the narrowest point that converged to four kilometers.

He saw a large number of sails stitched, printed and dyed with totem badges of this tribe floating on the sea, and at least twenty long ships wandering here within his sight.

Is there only twenty ships? Do not! There are also a number of long ships deliberately in a wider area, and a number of ships are moored on shore randomly and on standby.

Eyeliners were also placed on the two sandbar islands in the strait, keeping an eye on the conditions of the sea at all times.

Hafgen set up a "net of heaven and earth". In order to intercept and seize the Aphrora, he mobilized as many as two thousand athletes from his tribe to fight directly. All the lords of the Danish League were also nominally assisting.

The fear that the Aphrodite brought to the Danes prompted them to get rid of it quickly.

All of this Rurik has clear psychological expectations. The big ship has already repaired its sails and has passed through the northernmost part of Jutland. She is traveling on the geographic Kattegat Strait close to Scandinavia. The waters of the peninsula. She has actually sailed in the sea under the control of the Lobad tribe in Denmark.

The front is becoming more and more dangerous, and it is extremely easy to hit the rocks at night, and you must face battle during the day.

Under the choice, Rurik decided to drop his anchor before crossing the Øresund~www.mtlnovel.com~ Although theoretically he could not go straight to the Øresund, the defense that he could go south was equivalent to the size of "theoretical existence". The Belt Strait enters the Baltic Sea.

But, will that Viking hero escape his fateful battle?

Rurik is quite clear that even if he can't bring a rich life to his people, as long as he can show his martial arts and earn battle honor, the brothers still support the warrior king, because everyone needs his own hero.

Even if Rurik knew that there was a waterway for safe navigation, he would still choose this dangerous waterway that was equivalent to draining on the head of the Danish leader and insulting people. It is very realistic that Rurik does not know the exact location of the Belt Strait. Instead of taking the risk to find the way, it is better to approach the Øresund Strait in front of you.

The warriors on the ship fully understand the risks ahead, and Rurik no longer needs to make any generous statements. The brothers must face a big battle. Before the battle, everyone feasted on granola, and each drank some ale to be bold.

Tomorrow morning, the heavily armed brothers rushed over, striving for the north wind to pass through the entire strait in one breath, towards the wide and relatively calm Baltic Sea.

Chapter end