Rise of Rurik

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The Ross army did not stay for long, and they continued to line up on the grassy flatland by the lake to continue south.

They quickly saw the deliberately moored fleet and the village suddenly rising from the ground in front of them.

Rurik was in a good mood, and asked his older brother Arik: "The village in front, where are the people who left the forest?"

"Yes. It's just a part...There must be more people yet to be discovered."

"I see. It depends on Medvedt's future work."

What Rurik didn't know, Medved and his entourage were also on the way along the lake. The two armies were walking towards each other, and their encounter with each other was already a certainty.

The Ross army first arrived in the first village. At first glance, the people who were admired by the crowd gave Rurik the first impression of their poverty.

Even the young children in the team have an absolute advantage over the villagers in height.

The villagers resemble a group of dwarves. The males are short and thin. Can such people be trained as qualified soldiers? Rurikben had some fantasies about them, and now the fantasies were half shattered.

The soldiers of the Slavic flag squadron who stayed in the village saluted their prince and brought another man immediately, pointing out that this man was the leader of the village.

leader?

Rurik held his chin high and looked down at the short man who nodded and bowed: "Are you the village chief? Are you really from the forest?"

The village chief was so nervous that he couldn't speak for a while. He just kept gazing at the completely unified Russian army, feeling that this was the army of gods.

"I want to ask you something!"

After a violent shout, the village chief hesitated to explain his identity and the situation of the whole village.

They also spoke in the Ilmenslav dialect, and Lurik naturally understood it completely.

"Your name is Zaits (rabbit)? Your village is called Zhuya? It's weird."

The village chief just smiled and said nothing for now.

If this group of people is to be obedient, their current behavior is indeed somewhat obedient. Rurik looked at the faces of men, women, and children. He couldn't see any anger. Everyone looked at their faces smilingly and full of curiosity.

So Liurik directly ordered: "Let your people stand! I want to check it out."

The village chief didn't know why, and under the absolute prestige, he had to do it.

They were gathered into a ball, and their curiosity just turned into their current anxiety. Rurik looked at them in a circle with his hands behind his back. He was looking for a beautiful girl among them, just to meet the needs of his young fighters.

A group of "chaihuo girls" disappointed him, but fortunately they were still young, and when they improved their food in the future, they would still have the beauty they should have.

In front of them, Rurik suddenly stood still, spread his legs around his waist, and proclaimed in Cyrillic: "I! Rurik! King Rus! I am your greatest leader, and now you all Surrender to me! Your surrender is the most correct decision in your life! I promise you that you will not be slaves. As long as you give me the tribute every year, I will guarantee your safety. Any enemy who hurts you will be Annihilated by me. However, if you betray me, you will encounter merciless killing!"

He is Prince Ross? As the soldiers said, he was a young man. But is he really from Varang? Why does a Varange speak our language?

There are still many questions in the people's minds. At least everyone understands the words, and for the simple reason, they believe in the promise of safety.

After all, Rurik called the village chief named Zaits to his side.

The village chief asked immediately: "My lord, as long as... we maintain absolute loyalty, can we always get your safety asylum?"

"Of course. You will become prosperous like never before. If you surrender to me, I will give you a better life in the future."

"Oh! Then you must be the divine messenger sent by the gods to save us."

This compliment Rurik shrugged: "I am the son of God and the spokesperson of God in the world. Now you have to make some expressions to prove your loyalty!"

The village chief hesitated for a moment, and then said: "It is easy to listen to it."

"Okay. Let all the unmarried girls in your village stand up, I'm going to choose them."

"what?!"

"Are you hesitating?" Rurik's eyes were sharp.

"This matter... A few days ago, the soldiers had already taken away a few women. Is it possible that Lord Prince still wants to..."

"Of course." Rurik knew all about the situation, and he himself fully supported him, so he deliberately asked: "I said, the woman we took away can't be a slave. Do you think the Ross fighters are not worthy of possession? Your woman?"

A powerful army is in front of him, and although the village chief is reluctant, he can only hook his head and let the villagers hand over the girls first.

This village barely has 200 people, and the number of girls who gather together is actually very few, but there are only more than 20. In contrast, they have more boys.

Rurik kindly believes that the girls in the village have been raided by young soldiers from the White Tree Manor. In fact, he can also estimate that under the very embarrassing living conditions of materials, any family will give priority to cultivating their own sons. As for the future marriage of the son is too far away, it is far less important than the asset gain brought by a male labor force. These people live in the forest, and it is very possible to selectively let some girls and unsound babies disappear. If the living conditions are improved, this situation will disappear instantly.

What happened to the Ross people will surely happen again to these people.

Rurik must first satisfy his own life-long events, considering that in Fisk's Sixth Banner team, even if the boys and girls freely combine, there are still a hundred people who cannot get a wife for the time being.

According to the tradition of the Slavs, a twelve-year-old woman will be married by her parents, so the so-called girls that Rurik can examine are all too young.

Asked and asked, only five of them were basically of age, but their shortness was a little unconvincing on the face of it.

Rurik pointed with a big hand: "These are these five girls, now marrying my fighters." Then he shook his head and asked the young boy in the army: "Come out five people and claim your wife."

At first, the boys of the Sixth Flag team were busy laughing, and finally there was a push, and five of them were probably pushed out in a prankster.

On the other hand, those girls who are like commodities have no right to choose their own marriage according to tradition, and they can only stand dumbly when they learn about the situation.

Even if those boys came out because of their peers' mischief, and they could solve their life-long affairs today, they readily accepted the current situation instantly. Those girls don't have to be pretty, they may even look a little dirty and shorter. These are not a problem at all.

The prince is fulfilling his promise, such a gift is given, if he does not continue, wouldn’t he be unfaithful to the prince?

The five boys hurriedly grabbed the arm of their Xinyi girl, pulled them to their side and then into the army.

Rurik nodded in satisfaction and motioned to the boy who got his new wife to immediately take out his dry food.

There are two types of prefabricated staple foods commonly used by the Russ Army today: crusty bread cubes and flatbreads. In terms of carrying capacity and portability, people prefer to stuff cakes in their backpacks.

For the weak woman who belonged to her, the man's compassion and love was completely awakened. They took out a piece of pancake from the bag and gave it to their woman. They saw that the five girls were timid at first, and when they realized it was food, they bite like a wolf.

"What's the situation..." The village chief and the villagers were stunned.

Rurik said with a smile: "I said, they are soldiers who married me, and they are not slaves. They deserve a good meal." After that, he pointed to the village chief: "Give you some more treasures."

After a while, a small cloth bag was stuffed into the hands of the village chief, and as the hemp rope was opened, the whole village was shocked.

"White particles? Could this be the legendary salt?"

"It's salt. Those of you who surrender to me, presumably you won't get this kind of treasure in the forest."

The village chief Zaits was already crying with a cloth bag in his hands. He actually knelt on the muddy ground with his knees, and he muttered a lot of incomprehensible words, which seemed to be praise.

Although there are many ways for humans to obtain sodium ions, even if salt is not available in life, they can also be obtained from natural food. It's just that the efficiency of obtaining salt from food is too slow compared to directly supplementing the mineral salt of Baihuahua. These villagers are passively isolated from the world. In the past, the Ilmen Lake area was monopolized by large farms. The lakeside farms took the lead in buying salt at high prices with the Varyag merchants and Krivic merchants in Smolensk. For their own consumption, there is no surplus salt to sell to the forest people.

The source of the salt they can obtain comes entirely from the shores of the Black Sea. Crimea is still firmly controlled by the Eastern Roman Empire, and the military stronghold of Odessa is also in the hands. The local merchant Tao Urn boiled sea water. After a simple separation operation, most of the bittern was removed, and the remaining salt was mainly sodium chloride and a small amount of potassium chloride.

The salt is transported layer by layer and transported to Lake Ilmen has become expensive. Large farms must exchange large amounts of leather, and this transaction is not stable at all.

The situation of the people on large farms is slightly better. On the other hand, the forest farms with more numbers and extremely scattered distributions generally suffer from hyponatremia and hypokalemia. If they do some high-intensity manual labor, they will definitely be fainted. For a while, he even died directly from lung suffocation caused by hypokalemia. They don't know the reason, they can only resort to faith, the so-called dead were punished by the **** of the forest.

Rurik still looks arrogant, it is his arrogance that only makes the poor people respectable.

"This is the reward for the loyal, and the salt is for you! Besides..."

Then ten mass-produced cast iron axes lay on the ground: "These axes are also given to you."

What can the villagers say? If they ask for a bride price for a girl to marry out, these axes and salt are already huge wealth in everyone's outlook on wealth. They knelt down and cheered, praising the prince as a good man.

Eating salt can survive well, and the new axe will improve production and life. Rurik seems to have really played a role in buying people's hearts with things that he doesn't think are expensive.

The name "Zhuya Village" always makes Rurik feel a little indecent. He quickly understood the origin of the name of the village. The pig's fangs that were joined together were used as spearheads, and the small teeth were polished into clusters of arrows. Obviously, in the Valdai Plains of Eastern Europe, which lacks stones, it is only natural that animal teeth replace stones as weapons.

Rurik gave them a very simple and even boring name "Xinyi Village", short for Novotin in Cyrillic.

Prince Ross has fully demonstrated his authority in this village, and it seems that he has also gained a group of new fans.

The group did not stay any more in Xinyi Village. The team of five selected lucky girls who followed up after eating the pie, to be precise, was the man who followed her closely.

The flag signal came from the lake, and the fleet that had rested for a while immediately pulled out its anchor, and the sailors basking in the sun re-operated the ship and continued southward.

It didn't take long for the team to arrive in the second village, where Rurik repeated his old skills, preaching, asking for girls, and giving salt and ironware. Everything is going well, the village name feels cheap and is willing to believe in a bright future.

The second village was given the name "New Second Village", pronounced Novotva () in Cyrillic. Then there are "New Three Villages" and "New Four Villages"...

Rurik was patrolling his new subjects. The prepared salt and ironware were being donated, and his young boys were constantly getting women, which led to the expansion of the entire team.

Those girls are still weak, they are allowed to sit on carriages and deer carts, and the girls see this mighty team from a new perspective.

They saw many girls with bows and quiveres on their backs, beautiful faces matched with blonde hair, just like forest fairies. Those female warriors are also Varanga! With their naked eyes, these Slav girls leaving the forest felt that the conquerors of Varanga were not as terrible as their parents had said. They even heard this saying: marry us, you are us.

The whole team could stop and rest until Rurik finished the tour.

Just when I met the seventh village, a wonderful encounter happened!

The two opposing armies were flying the Ross flag, and Rurik and Medvedt's armies collided.

It is such a wonderful encounter to be able to see the princes leading the army to inspect them outdoors? !

For this reason, both armies paused, sharing information with each other.

When it was learned that the prince was making a cruise around the lake before the autumn harvest, Medvedt asked for it and reported it well. He proudly claimed that he had pulled out eleven villages from the forest at once, and that this work would be expanded by the beginning of spring next year.

The army rested on the spot, and a team of 1,000 people entangled in the seventh village. The villagers here were both curious and fearful.

"One thousand", this number is a very large number in the concept of villagers, and the army in front of you is clearly invincible!

Medvedt also took a look at the Prince's policy towards the new subjects. It surprised him a bit. It was obviously a group of poor people. Why should the Prince reward them with salt and an axe? The prince has his own purpose, and his stupid head still doesn't understand it!

"Are you going back to prepare for the autumn harvest?" Rurik asked knowingly at the last moment.

Medway said, "Exactly. I still have a lot of information to report to you, but..."

"You don't have to say more. Now there is nothing more important than preparing for the autumn harvest. Your people go back quickly. After the autumn harvest, I will collect food taxes around the lake according to the list, and I will need your assistance at that time."

"Yes."

The two teams had a face-to-face and rested for a while and then parted ways. Through a brief report from each other, Rurik had a better understanding of all the new subjects.

The land and water team rushed to the eleventh village, that is, the village that had left the forest for only two days and nights.

The house has just begun to be built, and the raft has just been completed~www.readwn.com~ The strong village chief expressed his feelings about the fertility of this land, and thanked Prince Ross, who had never met, for his permission to live by the lake.

They couldn't imagine that in just two days of effort, the army of the Principality of Rus was killed!

At first, the people fled into the village subconsciously, until the village chief saw the flying flags clearly and believed that it did not mean danger.

The escaped villagers came back one after another, and Lulik also happened to enter this huge construction and wasteland construction site.

"Why are you fleeing? Afraid that we will bring the killing?" Rurik's words were very straightforward. The village chief was strong and aware of current affairs, and honestly explained his concerns.

"It is true that our army has killed many enemies. But for those who submit to me, this army is the most reliable backer..."

No matter what, Rurik is another move that has been repeated ten times.

So far there are no new villages ahead, and the cruise is over here? This is just the end of the parade to the newly surrendered people.