Rise of Rurik Chapter 922

The Jutland peninsula in AD 840 differed significantly from the peninsula after 1825.

In 1825 AD, a storm ravaged the whole of northern Europe. While bringing huge amounts of precipitation, it also caused the waters of the Atlantic Ocean and the Baltic Sea to be violent. Not to mention that a large number of ships were swept into the sea, the Kingdom of Denmark fought against the Royal Navy and a large number of oak trees planted a few years ago fell tragically. For Denmark, the worst thing is that huge ravines appeared on the ground, attracting the influx of seawater.

Originally, in the northernmost part of the Jutland peninsula, because of the existence of a deep Engest bay, the east-west width of the peninsula suddenly tightened at this location.

The torrential rain, accompanied by transgression, forcibly broke out of the gully at this position at an extremely low altitude, and the sea water poured in to form a new channel, the so-called "Lim Strait", so the peninsula was divided into two sections. It does have an advantage, that is, through this waterway, the voyage in and out of the Baltic Sea can be greatly shortened.

Today's Danes have no idea that there will be such a large-scale natural miracle, but in this geographical location (the northernmost point of the peninsula, which is equivalent to 80 kilometers to the south), the width of the peninsula has suddenly tightened dramatically.

The unique geographical situation gave the army of the newly arrived Westphalian Count Ludov, who had lost his title as Duke of Saxony, an option.

Liudov and Horrick discussed that because the fjord and the sea squeezed the peninsula, the isthmus of Lindholm was rebuilt in this narrow place, and the two sides were bounded by the isthmus, Horry Gram in the back, Liudov in the south.

For this arrangement, considering that his strength was not as good as before, and the former lair Durist (near present-day Amsterdam) was taken back by the Franks, Horrick could only recognize it with his nose.

Horlick was fully aware of the purpose of Liudov's visit, and now the situation has undergone a new change.

As a supervisor sent by His Royal Highness Ludwig, Ludov was stationed on the peninsula, and the French cavalry was present, so he could no longer betray East Frank.

But this man is a descendant of Widukind, and this man clearly showed an untimely and arrogant attitude! If this kid had the chance, wouldn't he ask His Royal Highness for the title of Duke of Saxony?

On the contrary, Ludov, the Westphalian count who was the supervisor, was ambitious and interesting. After dividing their respective spheres of influence, the Frankish army did not cross the natural isthmus in the whole of 839.

Having lost a large number of veterans brought in from Durist, Horrick could only recruit warriors from the Robard clan, now firmly under his control.

The Robard clan, who had enjoyed Danish hegemony over the past decade, has been dwindling after successive defeats, and now they are being forced to convert to God in exchange for the military protection of the Frankish kingdom. This is actually very humiliating, and there is nothing we can do about it. Compared to betraying Odin and converting to God, accepting a man who had been exiled back to be king of Denmark and his own leader is the pain.

The Robard tribe has no choice, and the brave and skilled people in the huge tribe have withered too much, and the glory of the past has sunk into the ocean with the death of the hero.

They were forced to continue acknowledging Horrick's power and, for their own sake, had to serve as soldiers.

They can only stick to this path now, because those friends who still believe in Odin are either defeated or killed, or migrated to Zealand.

Denmark has been divided, and now the French army is directly stationed in an unprecedented way in history. The generals of the French army are still the grandson of Widukind, and the Saxons in the south welcome their heroes!

In this way, wouldn't the Danish world be divided into three parts?

Autumn came in 839, and Jutland ushered in the harvest.

Whether it's the Danes or the Saxons who have fled, their farming techniques are extremely rough, but they just turn over the soil with a wooden plow, and then men or women carry rattan baskets and randomly spread oat seeds into the fields, and it doesn't matter.

In their perception, how the wheat grows and whether the harvest can be harvested depends on God's will.

The results of the autumn harvest in 839 cannot be said to be a bumper harvest, nor can it be said to be an absolute harvest.

The people who stayed on the peninsula have all completed their conversion, and the food they harvested is basically enough to eat.

Leaving his fief and the peasant's resource supply, Ludov dared not say with much fanfare that he felt that he was in fact exiled by Prince Ludwig.

The prince forbade himself to go with his family, but only brought his cavalry to the wild Denmark. You must know that most of these cavalry brothers also have families and properties. Everyone does not know how long they will stay in Denmark. They just want to return to Westphalia, and they cannot return without orders.

"Perhaps, we can only use this place as a temporary home! Your wives and children are all in your hometown, and no one can marry here, except for those who have not married. We will build military camps here, and we will be stationed for a long time. Prepare, and be more self-reliant..." Liudov summoned his cavalry and said a lot incoherently.

The brothers were almost all Saxons too, and everyone needed to settle down for the first winter.

The Isthmus of Lindholm is by no means uninhabited. Just south of the isthmus is a low earth mountain, and there is a fishing village at the bottom of the mountain. However, the people of this village are unwilling to give up Odin's belief, and they have brought their old supporters with tender care. Young rowed a boat to the island of Zealand.

For Odin and the other Viking gods, from Ludoff's point of view, they are boring heresies.

He was baptized the day he was born, received a theological education, and even knew a thing or two about Latin.

This kind of literate nobleman is rare in the Franks. The most direct reason why he is so different is that his ancestor Widukind himself was buried in the Dortmold Abbey in the fief of Westphalia. in the cemetery. It can be said that the desire for independence of the Saxons was suppressed, and instead of being killed, the family of the leader of the rebel army became a Frankish nobleman and continued to the fourth generation.

He disdains any heretical ideas, although he is not a pious or pedantic priest, and he also thinks that Odin's belief is inexplicable. If he can help the priest to spread the belief, it will give a huge bonus to personal prestige, and this is pure political behavior.

It was an unusual autumn day. Not long ago, news came from the northernmost part of the peninsula that the so-called Rus big ship once again easily entered the Baltic Sea through the strait.

Regarding the news of the Rus, all Ludov knew was their burning and killing of Bremen. All rumors were that they were a group of blond demons and pirates who killed without blinking an eye.

But no one knows the news of the Rus better than Esquier, the sage of the north.

At this moment, the autumn wind is bleak, and the wind from the North Pole seems to carry a knife.

Liudov's army has settled down, and in a sense he has become half the king of Denmark. Instead of resorting to force, he simply relies on his own blood to hold him. He is surprised to find that he has won no less than 30,000 people. support.

So many people, more than the number of farmers in their Westphalian fiefs!

His thoughts have changed drastically, and his mentality is inevitably a little drifted. Thanks to the news of the "Russian ship crossing the border", he is a little sober.

He put on a wool felt hood sewn from the fief, and even put a felt coat on his warhorse.

The young earl was standing by the sea with the reins of his mount. To the south of him was the fishing village of Lindholm, and the low rocky earthy hills on his back.

His eyes looked north and east, letting the north wind blow on his face to keep his mind frozen.

The entourage guards him with the Frankish three lions and the blue cross on a white background.

An old man in a black robe stood beside him with a wooden staff inlaid with a gold cross in his hand.

This scene is like a mercenary swearing to the vast land that he is ready to challenge.

"Padra!" Ludov asked the black-robed northern sage Eskil: "You say, are the Rus really strong?"

"..." This matter aroused many bad memories at once, Esquil remained silent, but the aging body under the black robe was trembling.

"Why don't you speak? I know there's an island to the east where the Danes who refuse to convert go there. One day, the Gospel will cover all of Denmark, which is not what I'm trying to achieve, and I'm happy to see it succeed. "

"Are you... going to fight the lord of Zealand Island?" Esquil asked suddenly.

"War? Maybe. At least not now. I'm not stable now, and..." Ludov turned his head and looked alert: "Maybe one day, I can take back the dukedom that belongs to my family. I need some Victory, I won against the hostile Danish lords, and the hateful Rus, not only for your revenge, but also for the devout people of Bremen, and I will also gain great prestige, this is Prince Ludwig Your Highness cannot ignore it. At that time, I will be able to summon the Saxons again, so that my military strength cannot be ignored by other nobles."

Thanks to the absence of people, few of them were close associates of the Saxon ethnicity.

If Ludwig had heard this remark, Eskil dared not imagine what would happen.

However, this kid showed a strong hostility to the Rus, and Eskill was very entangled.

"I don't think Horlick is reliable." Ludov revealed again: "He is a pirate, no different from those Danes and Rus who burned Bremen. If..."

"how?"

"If Horrick dies, I may be able to control the entire Jutland peninsula."

"Ah?! You! Plan..." Esquil thought of the assassination, and out of his own belief, the distinguished senior priest immediately objected: "You can't! Horrick is the lamb of the Lord. If you dare, I will write to Lance. And Horrick is a vassal, and only His Royal Highness Ludwig can execute him."

"Well, I was just talking. But that man used to be a pirate, and a pirate anyway. I despise such people."

Young people are always impulsive, and looking at Ludov's appearance, Eskil immediately thought of Rurik in Ross.

Liudov let out a long sigh, drew his sword and pointed to the east: "Let's not mention Horrick. There is Zealand, and the Danish tribes who do not surrender to the kingdom and who believe in assumptions are there. Wait for me. If I have enough strength, I will personally conquer them, and the Rus people who are feared by many people."

"Are you really going to go to war with the Rus? Maybe, it's not necessary."

"You..." Ludov heard Eskil say this, and there was something wrong with his words. "Why not? It was a revenge! There are many Saxons around Bremen, and now the Saxons support me, I need them, and I want to avenge them."

"But! You can't imagine the power of the Russ."

Saying that, Eskill's already pale face became even paler. Liudov didn't take it seriously, presumably the old guy was freezing enough now.

"Since you say Ross is strong, how are they strong? For example, Burn and Kill Bremen?"

"And...the death of the Count of Bremen."

"But I have five hundred cavalry."

"I heard that the three hundred cavalry of the Earl of Bremen died. I... know a lot of Rus people. You better understand my advice!" At this moment, Eskil turned his usual dull performance. An old face with a fluttering white beard almost pressed against Liudov's chin, at this moment like a grandfather educating his reckless grandson.

Eskil lowered his face to explain some painful things he didn't want to mention to others. As he spoke, blood was dripping from his heart, and he even burst into tears.

At this moment, the brutality of the Rus people was unexpected by Liudov. Jutland was much colder than the hinterland of Western Europe. He could not have imagined that there were more powerful Rus and Sweden forces in the colder north than this. The population was large and basically obeyed the orders of the prince of Rus.

However, the prince of Ross is very young, and his exaggerated ambition is shocking.

Because Rurik told Eskil himself that he wanted to be Augustus and to build a powerful country that resembled Rome. Although this sounds like a fantasy, but the rapid and large-scale expansion of the Rus people makes Esquil have to think that this is true.

Rurik is the top noble of Rus. The Russ merchant Blue Fox was in trouble in Hazeby, and he successfully persuaded him to convert to God. Esquil is very proud of this. It was also based on this blue fox that he knew more secrets about Ross, and even some trivial geographic structures in the extreme north.

Eskill was just a missionary, and he naturally became a real spy during Ross's travels. Probably for this reason, he was imprisoned twice.

His biggest impression of Ross and Sweden is that they have a huge population. These people are all heretics, but after thinking about it, they are all lost lambs, as long as they can convert to God in time. At least they are not totally against God.

Rurik, the prince of Rus, has a broad vision, and even has the energy to interfere with the change of kingship on the British Isles, and he has shown strong hostility to Denmark. There is no doubt about the hostility, and no one feels it more than the Danish king Horlick.

Esquil has gradually become more eloquent since he began to speak, and his pale face has turned red with increasing excitement.

After some oral gymnastics, the fire of arrogance in Liudov's heart was extinguished by more than half. Ludov was not satisfied with the various and trivial information about the Rus, until Eskil said that the Rus could easily muster 5,000 armored soldiers, and he was terribly frightened.

"That's not true! Even the mighty Ludwig can't easily call up so many troops to fight. You... there's no need to exaggerate the strength of the Rus to scare me."

"I'm not exaggerating, they can. How else did Horrick lose so badly?"

"That's true."

"Stupid boy." Esquil said foul language directly and anxiously, "You have too few soldiers. The Danes are regarded as old enemies by the Rus, and they will attack here sooner or later. You despise Horrick, and now you should too. Think about how you can protect the people of Saxony, and the lives of the converted Danes. God has given you a chance to take care of these people. Children..."

Esquil's words turned soft again: "If the Rus attack Denmark, and you stop their attack and protect the people, I will apply to Reims and write to the Pope. You will be Patron Saint. "

The glorious identity of the patron saint? ! This is a huge attraction for Ludov, who believes in God.

Now, the Rus people have surpassed the threat of the barbarian Danes in Liudov's heart. Just now, he was still very confident that he might be able to take the initiative to attack the Rus people and gain military exploits. Now that he thinks about it, it is better to strengthen the defense.

Therefore, these cavalrymen brought by Ludov from the Frankish hinterland selected a good place as a station.

On the mound just south of the Isthmus of Lindholm, Liudov demolished the people who followed him and built a wall around the entire low hill. The wall even encloses half the village of Lindholm.

The materials for the construction of the wall were local stones and wood that were readily available, and at the beginning, a stone wall was built first.

Then, on the top of the mound, a fortress of mixed stone and wood began to be built.

The Saxons living here welcomed a hero they could trust, and they privately called Ludov Widdukindsen, with the title of "Duke of Saxony".

The Saxons and the Danes jointly built a fort here, and the cavalry was stationed here, that is, as Ludov's military fortress in the Danish world.

From the mound led a small stream, which flowed into the Baltic Sea in the east.

Based on this geographical feature, the burgeoning fort was named "Aleb Castle" by the locals and replaced the name of the village of Lindholm.

The former Lindholm people have left, and a large number of Ludov's followers have relocated here. Building a fort requires a lot of labor, they need a place to stay, and now they urgently need a place to spend the winter, so while building the fort, they also make their own house.

As a descendant of an ancient Saxon nobleman who has been completely Frankized, Ludov has come up with a Frankish fortress here.

What is the strongest thing to build a wall? ! Of course it's stone!

In Frank, including the small castle owned by the fief over there, as long as the conditions permit, the building is made of stone as much as possible.

Now it is even more important to consider that the Rus people have the ability to siege cities. Multiple intelligence shows that the Rus people have a way to collapse the wooden wall, so they must not be able to destroy the stone wall!

Around the top area of ​​the mound began to build a stone-based, wood-based enclosure wall, as well as annexes within the wall. It must have a strong Frankish style, with high stone walls, watchtowers, some earthen pits to be dug around the stone walls, and drawbridges at the four gates.

This is a big project. It really wants the people to be willing to build a fortress for themselves without fear of the cold winter. Pure enthusiasm is not enough. They also have to solve their own supply problems. The pressure is not ordinary.

So Ludov made this promise: "As long as I am stationed here and belong to me, you will not have to pay tribute to anyone in the future, and your lives will be protected by me."

It is equivalent to saying that everyone came to build a fortress for Ludov, which is equivalent to paying the taxes for an unlimited time in the future, and even the 11th tax to be paid to the priests has been denied. This is really a good man!

For this, Esquil was very unhappy but could not do anything about it.

Horlick was very angry, so he lost a lot of taxes, and now he feels that there is no difference between Ludov and Rurik of Rus. In the end, he wants to carve up his own royal power over Denmark, and he can do nothing.

The Danish King Horlick couldn't get the tax, and Liudov didn't care at all. After all, this is Denmark, and the locals don't even pay the tax to Frank. The current situation means that there is no tax collector. He Ludov could be a tax collector, at least not now.

Liudov has only this short-answer request to all the people who follow and identify with him: "In the future, provide food to my army, and nothing else."

He asked for very little, and the next move was even more moving.

Unmarried cavalry warriors were allowed to marry local women by Liudov. Is there such a good thing? ! In a hurry to find a respectable person who supports him, he quickly pushed out his daughter to be married.

In this way, a fortress that continues to be built, a group of newly married cavalry.

When the time came to 840 AD, Liudov was presented with a great situation. He even wrote a letter to the southern fief in a good mood, telling his wife and children that he was safe in the extreme north.

He is also concerned about the civil war of the three princes. Based on his own interests, he hopes that Ludwig will win and take the crown of the French King~www.mtlnovel.com~, so that he can restore the title of Saxony logically.

Perhaps, this year is the beginning of his own into glory?

Until the early summer of the year, some ominous news was heard by fishermen in Jutland.

One more year after the summer solstice, those dire rumors are becoming true.

I really don't want anything to happen! Liudov had no idea at all that he would not attack the Rus, but the Rus himself came over. They are not good people, because the short and fat Horrick was so frightened that he didn't think about eating and drinking, and his round face was so thin that his cheekbones were exposed for a short time.

It was this man who hurried to the Aleb Castle, which was still under construction but the main part had already been completed, dismounted from his horse and fell down beside his boots and cried, "Count of Westphalia! The fleet is on the other side of the strait! There are also traces of Rus' activity on Zealand Island. Help me!"

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