Rise of Rurik

The appearance of Ross's army surprised Ragnar, and someone around him reminded him: "They may continue to attack Frank."

Is Rurik there? If it's attacking Frank...

He was looking forward to the young brother landing, so that he could prepare a banquet to treat this good brother well.

I never thought that the most honorable person who landed was the blue fox Gouldsson.

Standing on the simple pier, facing a large number of long boats of Ross's native place, he was inevitably disappointed that he could not wait for his good brother.

What is Blue Fox doing here? Definitely making Copenhagen a rest stop.

At least, this guy shouldn't just want to go back to Gothenburg.

In the final analysis, this man was also a buddy who had fought side by side. Based on the past friendship, Ragnar walked straight with open arms, and deliberately called that guy's name in a high-profile way while walking.

"Here we come! Brother! Blue Fox, my old brother."

Ragnar with a braided beard is too enthusiastic, isn't he? Lan Hu stared at him and suddenly felt chills all over, so he could only bite the bullet and respond with the same enthusiasm.

The two embraced fiercely, and then punched their fists according to Danish etiquette.

"A huge army has landed in my city. Why are you here? It seems that my brother Rurik didn't come?"

"He didn't come, but he gave me a lot of authorization."

Blue Fox answered straightforwardly, and he himself had some questions, especially when he was about to land, he noticed that there were a lot of long ships parked on the shore of the city surrounded by wooden walls, and many craftsmen were doing repair work.

If it is for fishing, the cultivation should have been completed long ago, and it will definitely be floating on a large scale on this sunny day.

"You..." Blue Fox asked cautiously: "This is preparing for an expedition."

"Haha, sharp eyes. Yes, just like you. You... are also preparing for an expedition."

"Of course, I'm acting on the king's orders. And..."

"Is there anything else my brother can say?"

"Yes. Your Majesty hopes that the King of Denmark will also send troops to participate. This time we will have a big operation."

The pier and the beach are not the place to talk about big things, and Ragnar, in high spirits, hastily asked the distinguished guest to enter his palace. When Rose's participating nobles disembarked one after another, a young face and an old face naturally attracted his attention.

Askad, the eldest son of Arik with Two Swords, has a good relationship with his two sons.

Ragnar cared about this kid very much, his blue eyes seemed to be full of desire for wealth, maybe, he could really become a **** warrior like his father.

Thinking of this, Ragnar cared more about his eldest son Yinvar. That kid has a leg problem, and it seems that he should be a disabled person all his life. The kid didn't die, maybe it was really because of the gods' determination, not because of his soft heart back then.

It's just that he couldn't figure out why Rurik was so interested in this boy with a bad leg?

The Ross army is going to rest and reorganize in Copenhagen. Since they will go on an expedition to Frank, the soldiers are full of confidence in the future, and at the same time, they don't mind buying a lot of fish here.

Each of them has an "iron stomach", and it is no problem to eat herring raw. The long time of paddling made them exhaust a lot of physical strength. Fortunately, people are very confident in the prospect, because the direction of the Oresund Strait is convenient for people to take advantage of the south wind, and then go to the vast ocean, although they have to go south along the coastline and lower the triangular sail It is possible for the entire fleet to sail against the wind and zigzag, and everyone can rest their arms at this time.

At night, the beach where the Ross army was stationed was dotted with bonfires, and the air was filled with a strong smell of grilled fish.

In Ragnar's so-called royal palace, he also entertained distinguished guests from afar with grilled fish.

"At least it's not sitting on the ground anymore."

Blue Fox doesn't like this "palace" rebuilt from a traditional longhouse. He can see that Ragnar is imitating the Novosburg and Novgorod he has seen before. I am afraid that it is in the tradition, and there is no way to build a multi-storey building. appeal.

At least it has a wooden floor, but the decoration is too rough. In addition to the smell of grilled fish, the room also has a thick smell of turpentine. I think the Ragnar family has gotten used to it, and they don't feel the smell after living for a long time.

Here, two boys, one big and one small, pulled into this savage banquet for the Danish king with a slightly bad mouth.

Everything is like twenty years ago, the Swedish nobles sat together to eat grilled fish and barbecue, and chatted about some things by the way.

Ragnar, who was in a good mood, sat next to some burly cronies, making no secret of his desire for war at this moment.

He ate some fish and drank some rough ale, and talked endlessly about his desire to sack Britain...

"So you think it's profitable to raid Wessex? You did make a lot of money?"

"Of course. Haha, the brothers are all rich."

"But." Blue Fox really knew what bottles and jars this guy had robbed last year, so he couldn't speak harshly, so he couldn't help asking, "Could it be that the kingdom is really very rich?"

"Oh? Are you questioning?"

"I dare not." Saying that, the blue fox laughed foolishly.

Of course, Ragnar knew the specific situation. He went to rob Dover Beach, but he robbed a batch of ironware and a certain amount of gold and silver. However, the Ross people set a "good example" for Denmark, and they wanted to make a fortune in plundering. It still takes work to be on par with those people.

"I have heard of a city. Londinum, and this time I plan to plunder it."

"Lundinum? Is the word... supposed to mean London?"

"I don't know. But in the depths of a bay in the north, I heard that it is very rich, and a lot of gold and silver are piled up in the monastery. Isn't this... just for me?" After that, Ragnar laughed out loud, even Laughing very wildly.

Seeing him so happy, and because of the joy of his followers, the blue fox had no choice but to answer with a smile.

"Then congratulate the great King of Denmark on his great fortune."

"Oh! Thank you for your encouragement. We are about to set off, but we didn't expect your army to come too. How? Are you planning to attack Britain with us? I thought of a possibility. We merged with the Norwegians in York on one island, and the three of us Together, we will definitely make a fortune from the Wessex people."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I have a mission itself. Hehe, I think you can guess where we are about to attack?"

The blue fox smiled half-smile, his eyes fixed on Ragnar's face.

"I understand." The excited Ragnar also lowered his face, and then showed a sly and fierce look: "It's still the Franks."

"Yes. This time, King Ross also ordered us to carry out a big operation. How about you? You have a large stronghold at the mouth of the Rhine River. Wouldn't it be great to organize an army to act with us? Wessex is rich, I believe , but we should all admit that the Franks are richer."

"This..." Ragnar was tempted for a moment, and then he thought about it again, if he was messing around with Blue Fox, who would be the boss?

He squeezed his beard and asked deliberately: "It's not impossible, if I command the army, everything will be fine."

"Hehe. Let's forget about this matter. King Ross gave me a task, and I will command the army this time. I dare not disobey his orders."

"Since this is the case, what can I do for you? Otherwise, you can send some Jianyong to follow me. You have more soldiers, so it doesn't matter if you have fewer people." Ragnar meant to think that he had a small number of The Ross army, so attacking Wessex can get some extra fame.

Blue Fox didn't think much about it before he refused: "No. The soldiers King Ross gave me have a clear plan. It's you... that boy."

"Yin Waer!" Lan Hu simply didn't try to hide it anymore, his voice was loud, and immediately the boy who was cross-legged and gnawed on the fish straightened his waist like a "little transparent".

"Ah? You called me?"

"How? Your Uncle Rurik named you! King Ross always thinks that you have a bright future, so why don't you take some soldiers with us and attack Frank together?"

The boy suddenly put down the half-eaten fish: "Of course I can."

Hearing that, Ragnar was startled and hurriedly pressed his son's head: "But he has a leg problem. Is Rurik serious?"

But Yin Waer suddenly grabbed his father's arm with both hands, and tore it off fiercely: "I can."

"You?" Ragnar looked at his brave son in disbelief: "You really can?"

"Of course I can."

"real?!"

"Really. Do you want me to prove something?"

The son with leg problems now relies on baggy clothes to cover his naturally shrunken legs. It wasn't that the child couldn't stand up, it was just that his legs, which hadn't developed much since he was a baby, were almost impossible to support the weight of his upper body.

The son has a ferocious look on his face, like a bear or a wolf, killing his ambition for no reason. Is he too stupid as a father?

What if? ! If this kid really made meritorious service with the Ross people, would the titles of "cripple" and "boneless" still be derogatory?

"Alright. I can support you."

Ragnar first casually said to calm down the restless eldest son. He thought of many past events, so he asked about a woman. "Brother Blue Fox, now... Carlotta, how is she?"

"You're asking about the Duchess of Ostara. Hey, what do you care about her?"

"It's Rurik's sister after all. And... I care about certain things."

Ragnar didn't say any more. He was as smart as a blue fox, and he tried to understand a little bit: "I basically understand. Guilt? No, it's all a long, long time ago. She is actually just like you, in the distant The east has expanded its frontiers. It’s just that the east is either a forest or a grassland, as vast as the sea. She doesn’t build ships, but trains a large number of cavalry. She is good at riding horses and leads expeditions to all directions. In my opinion...”

The blue fox knocked on the floor deliberately: "You really need to give Yin Waer a chance. The gods will give any warrior a chance, even a woman, as long as he is a real warrior, the gods will not treat him badly."

The words came to Ragnar's heart, just looking at the blue fox in front of him, he could imagine that such words would come from such an ungodly guy.

Say he doesn't believe in Frey? This person is a real big businessman, so he doesn't believe in Odin, right? He is really cruel when fighting. Say he converted to the Frankish God? It's true, but it's never taken lightly.

This person may believe in all gods, or he may not believe in any gods.

Just like his father, he loves money.

Not necessarily, as far as Ragnar knew, this blue fox seemed to lack desire for women, which was really strange.

Ragnar has always cared about that woman Carlotta. After all, killing her father and brother was not his intention, but a war as a last resort. The injured girl should have been taken away by the gods. This girl's life should not be ended, but the gods only made her legs sick, and now she is expanding the territory? Ragnar felt the land combat demeanor of the Ross cavalry during the war. If this woman has a larger cavalry team, I really can't imagine it.

The point is that this woman proved one thing, leg disease does not necessarily prevent a person from making meritorious deeds.

"My Yin Waer can be handed over to you. What do you...?" A pair of wolf-like eyes stared straight at the blue fox.

I saw the blue fox sticking out his head: "Then, you can't just hand over this kid. You have to give me the Danish army. One is to serve as Yin Var's guard, and the other is to have Yin Var command these people to fight."

"It's okay." At this moment, Ragnar grabbed his son's head again: "Boy, King Ross thinks highly of you. How about you? You must be responsible for what you say to the end. I can't give you elites, just give you a group of slaves. You take them to fight in the Franks, and if Odin and Thor let you die, that is your fate. If you take credit, remember the blood sacrifice to thank the gods."

"Yes." Yin Varda said simply.

"Stinky boy. Is that how you thank me?" Ragnar slapped his son on the head.

But seeing that the boy did not say anything, his arms pressed his father's right arm: "I would rather thank King Ross!"

"Good boy." Ragnar, whose right arm was held down, did not break free: "Dare to resist me, it means that you want to become a real man. At the age of twelve, you need to prove yourself, hack and kill with the Ross people, block those Question your bastard's mouth."

"I can at most thank you for the slave you gave me, there is nothing else to say."

Lan Hu didn't dare to say more, in his opinion, it seemed that the relationship between father and son was not very good? He didn't dare to say what was going on in his mind, at least Ragnar handed over Yinvar, a kid with a bad leg, and it was considered a mission completed.

Many Danish leaders felt that the king's eldest son was a waste. Yeah, how's a guy with a bad leg to be liked?

In the tradition of the northern world, newborn children are checked first, and if they have congenital diseases, they are abandoned in the mountains or thrown into the ice cave.

In the north, the weak are not qualified to live, because limited resources cannot afford the burden of the tribe.

Invar was not to be seen, and the leaders were looking forward to Ragnar's second son, Bjorn. This kid is completely normal, he is growing rapidly now, and he should be a normal fierce man in a few years.

One hundred slaves were handed over to Yin Waer. They were not slaves in the full sense, but mostly unlucky ones with debts.

Ragnar would never give his limited elites to his son with disabled legs to go on military adventures, and he never spoiled his unlucky eldest son. The key was that his wife was full of pity for his disabled eldest son.

It's no use pity! Who can protect him for the rest of his life? Besides, this kid has wolf-like eyes, so he doesn't want to be a captive watchdog.

The debt slaves have turned into Yinvar's guards. As a nobleman, he also has a small group of slaves who take care of daily life.

A total of 120 people, Yin Waer will lead this group of people to join the Ross army as the Danish allies.

An abstract raven flag on a white background is the flag of Denmark. Invar owns five longships, which are all his army.

Early in the morning, the always special Danish army suddenly appeared on Ross's beach camp.

This army has no armor, not even an iron helmet, and the only armor at present is a huge round shield. The weapons are brought by this group of guys, mostly short spears and hand axes.

Blue Fox was very happy that Ragnar promised his eldest son to send troops on behalf of Denmark. When he saw Ragnar was lifted by those soldiers in a sedan chair, and the "warrior" followed him messily with a round shield on his back, it made Piao Yang The Raven Banner is a joke.

Look at their appearance, they are a group of beggars compared to the Ross army.

In terms of military capacity, it is not even as good as the Finnish army led by Kelha.

At least, also the army.

"I'm here. Uncle Blue Fox!" The guard put down the sedan chair, and Yin Wair, who was wearing a strange braid, raised his head and stared at the coming Blue Fox.

"Is your army all here?"

"It's all here! My army."

"Hehe, your army? I don't think so!" It was Askad who walked over with a smile. In fact, he had no malicious intentions, but these words hurt Yin Waer's sensitive heart.

The kid pouted and said deliberately: "I know you. Son of Arik with two swords, you see my people are indeed a large army. They will kill the Franks until they cry. How about you?"

"Hey." But Askad pointed casually: "There are all my people there, I have five hundred troops, and I am the captain of the banner."

"Oh! So you are strong?"

"Of course." Askad directly ignored the hidden anger and stubbornness in Invar's words, and he sat directly on the wooden stand of the sedan chair and stretched out his right fist.

Seeing this, Yin Waer punched him.

"We are all brothers, this time we can still meet acquaintances." Askad continued.

"who?"

"Regrave."

"Him? I haven't added him since he left two years ago. I like him."

"That's good~www.readwn.com~ In this battle, Regalaf must follow us, and he has more tasks. Those old guys are gradually giving the opportunity to our brothers, and the future is our era, Fight side by side and make a fortune together."

"Okay." Yin Waer felt better.

He didn't want anyone to pity him, the unfortunate disabled person. Now he felt that Askad had hidden a lot of words, but fortunately, this guy didn't have a mouth to say.

As the so-called sympathy for each other, birth means the death of his mother, Regalaf, he felt that this brother must have a similar situation to himself - all because of their own problems, they are not popular.

At least in the period of learning knowledge in Novgorod, Brother Reglav was a good man, and Brother Askad was not bad.

What he admired most was still King Rurik of Ross.

No one else, just because the king who was blessed by Odin pointed to his nose and said: You will become a legendary warrior.

He regained his self-confidence, and even found his arrogance.