Rise of Rurik

Now Rurik was presented with a small bay.

The weather was fine today, and the outline of the bay was particularly clear under the clear air.

For everyone who has experienced many days of marching, the groping-style advance in the forest and the river has finally come to an initial end. Everyone is indeed facing the sea, and you can feel the salty taste of it just by tasting the water.

It was late and the army immediately camped at the bay.

Two groups of cavalrymen were dispatched by Rurik to investigate the surroundings. He hoped to encounter other Russ fishermen, and hoped that the cavalry would find other good things.

The only two longboats were immediately dispatched to the bay. This time, the Carl Brand team was aiming at the torches beside the boat at night, in order to attract the herring to gather, so as to take the opportunity to lift the buried desire. Maybe night fishing can bring a great harvest, even if the fish caught is small, it is better to add food to the army's food tomorrow.

Rurik issued orders from the camp, and the team took orders without complaint. Such a strong decision-making power and the execution of the army really stunned the five travelers from Pskov.

Since it is in the estuary area, the camp is completely on the east bank of the river. This is an intentional move, only to be able to move along the southern bank of the bay smoothly all the way to the southern area of ​​New Rose Fort. The cavalry sent out could not go to the other side to investigate, they rode their horses to survey the coastline, and also ventured deep into the woodland along the stream runoff.

A large number of bonfires were lit on the beach, and all the soldiers who dismounted, some guarded the horses, and most of them took tools to log on the spot.

It's summer, and almost all Nordic Korean pines are oozing pine resin spontaneously. The more resinous the tree, the more flammable it is. Although the smell of such firewood is too unpleasant to burn, they are the only ones who can quickly ignite.

Wet wood is piled together, and after the fire is completed, the propped up iron pot begins to boil the oats.

Until now, the army's supplies are still sufficient, and the soldiers who sat on the ground brought their own tableware and waited for the meal.

Their ears were the sound of the waves, and they were facing the breeze from the ocean.

The sun was getting darker and the dinner was almost ready.

Rurik held a silver bowl and used a wooden spoon to dig into the cooked oatmeal to eat. The generals ate exactly the same thing. The difference was that they mostly used cheap wooden bowls.

He especially sat with his cronies, and even slightly alienated his wives, concubines and sons.

Men get together to talk, often talking about some big things.

A big finger pointed at the ocean: "We need to build a village here, and then build a wharf. I have decided! It must be built."

The cronies had no objection, and they were quiet but suspicious.

"How? Could it be that some of you have doubts? Brody, tell me."

"Me? I don't understand."

"So you are supportive?"

What can Brody say? As a new cavalry general, he had no choice but to say, "I will do whatever the king orders me to do. Since it is appropriate to build a new village, I will support it."

"It's the same as I didn't say..." Rurik grunted and thought about it again, guessing that there was no need to discuss this matter any more. "Then set up another earldom. I will attack another nobleman."

Hearing the canonization, several cronies raised their chests instantly.

"Haha, are you excited now? You guys are still interested in canonization." Rurik glanced at them and saw that his raised chin sank instantly, and said, "Don't think about it, it has nothing to do with you."

Rurik has already made a decision on how to do things. The so-called expedition is led by two people. It can't just be cheap for Carl, but Brand also has to be rewarded.

Rurik chatted with his cronies about other things, especially what to do after entering the capital. The so-called cavalry must swagger through the city, especially through the "human Valhalla" in the public cemetery. The cemetery is located in the southern part of the capital, and passing in front of the tomb of the Heroic Spirit has great symbolic significance.

Now the sun has finally set, and the soldiers who have eaten are lying on the ground. Now that it is summer, there is no need to worry about catching a cold when sleeping in the open air with clothes on. Some soldiers are already sleeping around the bonfire.

Rurik, who had finished chatting, was finally free to get together with his wife and concubine. He has no intention of interfering in the chatter among women, but it is a beautiful thing to tease his own prince Osborn.

Ashamed to say, Osborne is obviously the prince, but as a father, he seriously lacks the opportunity to get along with him. The little boy longed for his father, and now he was given a chance to play with him.

As a man with a large number of children, Rurik certainly could not distribute paternal love equally to everyone.

He naturally has his own focus. For his first child, eldest daughter Velika, who is also the only daughter at present, the father's love is deeper. Going to the capital now is just a good time to get along with the eldest daughter, and let her live with the prince's younger brother for a while, which will be very beneficial to Rose's future.

However, the night that was supposed to be absolutely quiet was a little more turbulent.

Everyone knows that amber is easy to dig in the seaside areas of the Baltic Sea. Even the young soldiers of the 2nd Cavalry Corps listened to their parents' words. Now it is difficult to get the beach. beach try digging.

Not to mention, there are indeed large particles dug up.

The man who had found something excitedly ran to the bonfire, and through the dim light, he could see clearly what he had dug down.

Some of the digs seem to be ordinary pebbles, some are quite turbid in the obvious reflection, and some are very crystal clear.

Only the mineralized resin with a high finish is amber, and the cloudy is beeswax. Unpolished amber rough is rough, and it is not difficult to polish it today.

Because the paper is brushed with turpentine and then sieved with some iron sand powder or stone powder, the sandpaper is completed. Such a useful thing was produced in conjunction with the papermaking technique. The state-owned blacksmith shop located in the capital city, the craftsmen decisively used this cheap equipment for the final polishing of the steel sword.

Sanding the gemstone completely gave way to the techniques of the past to work the gemstone.

Amber can always be dug up by the sea, which is why Ross had traditional skills in the tribal era, but they dig a lot on the beaches of their hometown. Digging the humus layer of the forest to try luck is not as efficient as it used to be. Now is the time to try digging on a newly discovered beach.

It's just that as the technology of processing colored glass **** becomes more and more perfect, there are more crystal clear ornaments, and the huge profits of natural amber in the past have been greatly reduced. As a result, in the market of the Rus Kingdom, the prices of amber and beeswax products have dropped a lot, and they have long been combined with glass products to make mixed accessories. Because it takes a lot of time to cut amber, and to make glass into a **** pendant, it only needs to consider whether the mold is suitable.

In the end, amber and beeswax are all precious stones, and the warriors who dig it are secretly happy in their pockets.

The night passed quickly, and in the early morning, the two fishing boats who had completed the night fishing came back.

As Rurik had estimated, their harvest was neither huge nor widowed, and the catch was quite satisfactory, but to supply the army fairly, they could only cut a fish in half and give it to two people.

As a ruler, Rurik could of course choose a few more to enjoy. Or let your wives and concubines enjoy the privileges, and just choose one of them and bake it yourself.

New firewood is added to the slow-burning bonfire, and the thin wood sticks are inserted into the fire with fish pieces to surround the city.

Especially when the matter is serious, Rurik brings together the five men in the slightly depressed Karl Brand team and announces his new decision to them.

He sat cross-legged on the beach, his golden ponytail fluttering in the sea breeze.

"I am fair. Carl, Brand, the expedition was organized by the two of you, and the longship is your property. Carl, you were first named an earl for your merits. And you, Brand, you should be named too. for the count."

With this determination, Brand, who smeared fishing all night, was excited on the spot, looking left and right with excitement.

After all, the fact that Carl was the first earl made Brand, who was also the organizer of the expedition, speechless. He is really jealous, and it is not good to tell the king directly. It's fair to say that Carl was a very good expedition leader along the way, especially getting most of the credit for it. But if you go out of the boat and go out by yourself, you can't catch nothing.

He was as excited as a pug, incoherently thanking him.

"You shut up first." Rurik raised his hand and said, "I will make you an earl (war chief), and your fief is here."

"Here?" Brand, who was still so excited that he couldn't control his trembling limbs, would calm down: "There is nothing here except our temporary camp."

"No. There will be in the future! This is the estuary. You want to build a town here. I think you should understand the significance of a estuary town for the second route!"

Without any further explanation, Brand was aware of its promise. If you think about it carefully, maybe the development of your own family can be better than that of Carl.

Rurik's move is only to announce the birth of a new county, and for this purpose, there must be supporting villages and docks.

But what is extremely embarrassing is, who is willing to immigrate here sincerely and become a subject of the Brand family? Counting that the Brand family is an old Roth, most of the Roth population also have their own property. Unless a group of slaves are transferred over, so that Brand can actually exercise his dominion. The key is that he can't do it. The original settlers are naturally only the Brand family, and the so-called earl has no name.

Even so is the count. Even if an earl canonized by the king has only one or two personal soldiers, poverty is really poor, and his noble status is unquestionable. "It's a big deal. I'll get some slaves from other places to be my subjects in the future." He pondered.

Even the old Rus, as the top class of Rus society, they first enjoy a lot of social resources. After all, there are less than 80 small families from old Ross, and each family knows each other. In the new era, every family is giving birth to a large number of children, almost all the heads of the family are men, and they are all in the model of one wife and many concubines. The children of captured slaves were also recognized as Rus people, and the population of the old Rus family in Rus swelled rapidly.

The cubs all have a lot of social resources. Except for the top nobles, other old Ross people need to complete social promotion through meritorious deeds. Joining the army and fighting for meritorious service is a good choice, and joining the standing army is the best opportunity for this group of brats.

There are many ways to make contributions, such as discovering a new waterway, which greatly improved the inland traffic problem in Ross.

Carl and Brand, the two families have absolute qualifications to be counts.

Anyway, their fiefs are in the borders and unexplored areas of the Ross-controlled area, so the canonization will not encounter protests from the old Ross group. The two families have to spend some years on the road, they are the pioneers for Ross, and the credit is no less than killing the enemy on the battlefield.

The two men had the same arrangement, and the settlements they owned were obliged to provide resupply services to passing merchant ships. Port berthing tax can be charged, but no tolls. Because the Reed River is a natural river, it is too outrageous for the Russ to charge their own tolls. After all, the traditional Neva River-Volkhov River route is completely free.

Only the canal, after all, was built with official funding, and it is reasonable to charge tolls.

The new counties were proposed as Arosareids, and in Slavic they were changed to the prefix Ustireids.

As a result, the Brand family owns this estuary area and a bay, and the current temporary camp of the cavalry can logically develop into a settlement.

History has entered a coincidence here, or it is the inevitability of history.

The estuary of a river, and the estuary faces a nearly circular bay that overflows. This is really a natural haven, and it is also a communication node between inland trade and ocean trade. Not building a town is a waste of geographical resources.

At the mouth of the Luga River, immigrants first established settlements spontaneously. First, Danish immigrants took the lead in building villages here, and then captured Slavs and Finns from nearby areas as slaves. The population of village residents has always been small, simply because the Luga River Basin has never been well developed. After all, for a long time in history, the Neva region was the place where Denmark, Sweden and Novgorod were at war. The hinterland of the Gulf of Finland, the front line of the war, has far more military facilities than commercial facilities.

The Luga Bay at the mouth of the Luga River, where the town of Ust Luga arose.

The new era has new possibilities. Since the Neva River Basin was built a thousand years ahead of schedule, the trading city is also the capital of the Rus country. The economic radiation brought about by its prosperity is enough to greatly change the course of history.

Replaced by Ust-Luganos Arosareze, which simply means the mouth of the Reed River.

"The mouth of the sea" or "the mouth of the river" is called "Ust" in the Slavic language. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Boyar Uski of Calf Manor, his mother gave birth to him suddenly while washing clothes at the mouth of the Wallonda River.

At this point, Rurik's layout for the river route was complete, as the army began to move along the coast to the capital.

He personally led the team to investigate, and decided the route was not only the usual but also the very precious waters with soothing currents.

Since the inland trade volume in this era was too small, it was completely unnecessary to sail large ships, and long ships with shallow drafts and strong maneuverability were the most suitable. Most of the Reed River has a shallow bed that only long boats can navigate smoothly. It has an upper limit of economic development. It is said that once the trade volume surges and large ships with deep drafts have to be used, this inland river line cannot be used. Obviously, this is not something to be considered in this era.

Reed River Estuary Town (Ust-Luga) - Reed River Town (Luga) - Canal Checkpoint - Balotavo - Calf Manor - Novgorod.

After an inland river route was discovered, the great scribe Ella accompanied him along the way, sketching the direction of the route as much as possible with a paintbrush, and writing a diary on the way. All records will be sorted and summarized and made public as public documents.

Rurik intends to do some publicity for the river route himself.

Now the cavalry marched all the way east, on their final journey in the salty sea breeze. They set off early in the morning, and by the evening of the second day, the cavalry had already reached the southern part of the capital.

It was the capital soon, and they could already see a large number of fishing fires shining brightly in the Kronstadt berth.

The army camped in the woods, and the woods covered their tracks.

This is Rurik's intention, trying to hide his identity as much as possible, and then suddenly showing his flag tomorrow, strutting to the cemetery, and then going straight to the south gate of the capital...