Rise of Rurik

The Rus people grabbed a lot of wheat, but couldn't bear their greed.

Since all the delivered goods are owned by everyone, such as wheat and peas, which are very precious on weekdays, whether to eat on the road or take them back to eat, everyone's attitude is very clear. Wheat has only one destination, that is, the stomach that he has. For the sake of safety, it must be stuffed in as soon as possible!

The army is going to rest on the beach all day.

On the way home, if the fleet does not stop at Semelia and other places, it will still take five days to return home in the shortest time all the way north.

All the seventy captives had a new home overnight, and they were divided up by the Rus!

Those young women who have had reproductive experience, they are very popular with young warriors.

And a group of little girls among the captives were finally taken away, just because they could serve as servants of domestic servants, and they were excellent tool people who could speak the Norse language. These young Rus are robbing houses as a sideline to make a fortune, and their main jobs are still fishermen.

Since he is a fisherman, he knows how to put a long line to catch big fish.

Their father and brother died in previous attacks by their counterparts on Gotland, and this revenge was very successful, and Gotland women were taken captive. Possess them, nurture them, and finally become his own wives and concubines. The Rus are already doing this, not only to satisfy their own needs, but to demonstrate the success of their revenge.

For those captives, the situation was not so bad.

When the day came again, their hands and feet were still free, but they were guarded on the beach as a whole, and more than a hundred soldiers guarded them closely.

The Rus were not so much looking after their captives, but more importantly their own warships.

According to the plan, when the new night comes, the tide will rise, and the army will leave in the early morning when the tide is about to recede.

The women gathered around the bonfire on the beach, taking the pine branches from the Rus and setting it on fire.

A large number of women are still pounding stone mortars to make more flour.

They were ordered to use as much flour as possible to make mature wheat cakes throughout the day. As a reward for their work, they are free to stuff the oatmeal into their stomachs.

There were more than a hundred people in the camp on the beach, and Harozov was very relieved.

After discussing with Arik, he and 200 people took advantage of the warmth of the day to explore common sense in the inland area.

Everyone believes that this area, which is much warmer than the hometown of Roseburg, is really strange that it has not been used.

As far as Harozov knew, the island of Semelia, not far from here, and the land on the other side of the island, had formed many small settlements. Although those people did not communicate much with the Rus and the Siya Alliance, their relationship with each other was quite mild.

Today, there are still more than 300 brave soldiers in the army, attacking and looting Semelia Island, and it seems that they can get a lot of benefits.

Harozov gave up the idea, but he had already eaten a huge sweetness! When soldiers plundered Gotland Island, gold, silver, two women, and the joy of venting their feud, once enjoying this kind of fun, he longed for more.

The Semelia Islanders are potential allies, and this part of Courland is unknown.

He negotiated with Arik and reached a consensus. The others followed their "war chiefs" for a very reason, and went deep into the interior to find the strongholds of unknown people, and wielded battle axes to loot everything they could, such as fur and linen.

As a result, approaching a daytime exploration, they found nothing interesting.

If there is any gain, it is the gain of the archers.

There are large pine forests, oak forests, and some small swamps and small plains between the forests.

It seems that no one has ever set foot in this place, with hares running around and turtledoves flying around. Isn't it a holy place for hunting?

If in normal hunting time, hunters will arrange some traps to improve hunting efficiency. Time is urgent, and in the entire army, only twenty professional hunters with bows and arrows have the ability to catch a large number of hares.

Despite the hurry, the hunters managed to catch fifty hares.

The Russ cut down some branches, and hung the rabbits one by one on the branches with the hemp rope or vines they found temporarily. They lined up in long lines, sang ancient songs in the sunset, and returned to the beach to live a good life of wheat cakes in the left hand and rabbit meat in the right.

"This place is really wonderful." Harozov, who was leaning on the bonfire, praised: "Why didn't those Gotlanders build a town here, I want to continue to grab it again."

"Since they don't want it, why don't we build a settlement here?" Arik asked.

"We should tell the big boss about this, but looking at the current situation, the big boss still wants to build a town at the mouth of the Ladoga Lake."

"Ah..." Arik sighed slightly, then nibbled down half of the rabbit's leg boldly, and swallowed his stomach after chewing roughly, "There are a lot of rabbits here, we should really build a stronghold here. Let's capture all the rabbits here. , all Ross men get comfy bunny hats and gloves. And delicious roasts!"

Harozov is very clear that Courland is a feng shui treasure land that continues to develop. Due to practical factors, development? Very unrealistic.

"Forget it. It's a good place, too close to the Gotlands, too far from our alliance, and farther from our Roseburg."

"So we won't come to develop it?" Arik asked back, "Could it be that we are building New Rose Fort in Ladoga, which is not farther from our hometown."

"But it's nearer to our servant Novgorod. Well...after all we're not strong enough. If we had more warriors, we should all swear the power on the beach where the fleet stops and order the locals as servants. So..." The words rushed here, and Harozov's old face looked at Arik again: "Boy! More boys! Arik, you are the hero of the tribe, and the tribe needs more heroes. You only have one wife. It's not enough, you should think about it, haha! Just like me..."

Harozov handed the half-eaten rabbit to his new two women.

Arik's eyes widened, watching the women pulling their women to eat meat together, wishing to suck out the marrow of the rabbit too. He knew that Harozov had succeeded.

"So, what should we call this place?" Arik asked suddenly.

Harozov looked at the sun that was about to sink into the sea, and said casually, "Let's call it Rabbit Beach. After all, we caught fifty rabbits here in a very short period of time."

"Okay. What if we build a town here in the future? It's called Fort Rabbi."

Harozov shrugged: "A strange name, forget it..."

Perhaps from this era, the Rus began to have a strong interest in this beach. Now, Arik just thinks that the local rabbit fur is a very good resource, as long as they really take root, they will soon find another wonderful place.

As far as this so-called "Rabbi Fort Beach", or "Rabbit Fort" is concerned, it is a deserted place.

The long coastline facing Gotland is also uninhabited by locals. In Riga, which is far from the beach, a large number of tribes originating from the Baltic people have established large and small settlements. The mouth of the Daugava River forms a city and is the core of the Riga people.

Basically, all the river mouths around the Baltic Sea have the potential to become human settlements.

Not far to the northeast of "Lebbie Beach", the Rus people who were on their way a few days ago found a bay formed by the mouth of a river. The forest here was dense, and there was not a single boat in sight. There are indications that this bay is deserted.

The Rus, who were busy on their way, didn't even land to investigate. They knew better that the river that flowed into the small bay was called the Winda River.

The entrance of the Winda River is not simple. Because of that plane, the prosperous Kievan Rus knows that the Winda River, which is occupied by the Riga, enters the sea and forms a port that is not frozen all year round! Part of the natives living in the Riga region migrated here and became part of Livonia during the Northern Crusades. When the fallen Kievan Rus regained its hegemony with a brand-new attitude, this natural ice-free port was named Windusk.

When Latvia was restored, it was renamed Ventspils. No matter how the name was changed, she was named after the Winda River, because the bay is an ice-free port, and the warships and iron hoofs of the Germans, Vikings, and Rus came one after another, just to gain a huge advantage in trade and obtain a comprehensive A natural port of call.

Kievan Rus, it fought the Khazarian Khanate for the security of the southern estuary, and fought the Finns and Livonians for the northern estuary. The war for access to the sea and having an ice-free port even lasted for a thousand years!

The sun went down, the temperature plummeted, and a large number of people gathered around the bonfire, making random shelters to sleep soundly.

Along with those captives' stomachs stuffed with food, the Rus were even better off. It's not that the Rus are benevolent, the most fundamental reason is that they don't want to lose an available resource for no reason. It's too bad that the captives get sick from the cold or die from starvation.

A warm night passed quickly, and Harrodsen, who woke up early, banged on his wooden shield and shouted: "Brothers, wake up immediately, we are going now."

Someone snooze? No.

The Rus and their peers are strong because they are willing to obey a strong commander and maintain a high level of organization.

Everyone knows that if you wait for a while, the tide will recede and you will have to wait for the next high tide.

The bonfire that was still burning was left unattended, and the Russ who got up kicked the lazy prisoners, no matter how big or small, to wake them up, and then ordered them to get on board immediately.

The prisoners twisted their hands to get some of the wheat cakes they baked yesterday, but the cakes became hard after a long time.

Their hands and feet were still free, and under the pressure of shields and swords, they quickly finished eating their cakes and climbed onto the boat one after another.

"Everyone!" Arik, who was barefoot, was swimming in the shallow water, and his brothers pushed the boat into the sea.

"Be careful not to let anything cut through the ribs."

"The keel leaves the sand and we climb into the boat."

Arik directs his operations, as do the other ships.

When a boat entered the sea and floated, a large number of oars stretched out, and another long hemp rope was thrown to another boat that was deliberately stranded. The hemp rope tied the leading target of the bow, and the front boat was dragging the rear boat. dragged to the sea.

The Rus showed the efficiency of a Viking tribe, and they were very successful in driving the entire fleet into the vast sea before the low tide.

Twenty warships lowered their sails, and only the captured ships they towed, their sails continued to be tied.

With the help of the gentle south wind, they can move slowly at a turtle speed of two knots.

If so, they had to spend up to four days of non-stop exercise to reach the Åland Islands, the throat of the Gulf of Bothnia.

In order to go faster, everyone had to paddle to get to the Åland Islands in just two days.

Aside from a desire to get home early, at the moment people adrift at sea must face the possibility of an attack from the Gotlanders.

Many young people are full of fantasy about the future.

The short life of the young warriors lacked setbacks. This time, they participated in the first "major battle" in their lives and achieved a great victory.

Just look at them! In order to relieve their fatigue while paddling, they had been boasting about themselves, calling themselves invincible strongmen, and slandering the Gotlanders as idiots only worthy of slavery.

Harozov didn't want to care about their nonsense, and reminded him a few words: "Brothers! Pay attention to the situation in the sea, and be careful of any ships you find."

He had reminded him many times, which made Arik a little tiresome.

"Uncle, what are you worried about? Are you worried about the fishermen in Gotland attacking us and looting our belongings?"

"What do you think it is? Arik, we accidentally veered off and were targeted by the Gotlanders, and your father died in this sea."

"Then let them come!" Arik's eyes were full of desire to continue fighting, "My revenge is not over yet. I wish that a group of enemy ships would appear on the sea, so that I can achieve greater achievements."

"Sea battle? Wait." Harozov sighed. "Fight when they come! I hope we don't encounter them."

Harozov really didn't want to encounter the enemy right now, but he wasn't absolutely optimistic either.

After all, the army burned down a large settlement in the south of the Gotland people. After the war ended in one night, the corpses left by the other party may have exceeded 500.

The actual situation was, of course, more tragic than Harozov had predicted. The living Thinkenburg residents fled north in a state of poverty. They spent the whole day evacuating to the north of the island, and terrible news spread throughout the island.

After all, there are 20,000 people living in Gotland, and all Gotland people firmly believe that this is the action of the Siya Alliance. They believe that because their own people landed in Gotaland and pioneered the land, they have allied with the Siamians, especially the powerful Melalen people. The skirmishes over the years have never stopped. There is a good reason for the Melarons to entangle some people in launching a brutal sneak attack!

Don't watch the young Rus call the Gotlands fools, cowards, and use all the nasty words they know to describe them. Harozov is now worried that he will collide with the revengeful Gotland ships. Only when his own fleet rushes to the Åland Islands can the Russ be safe.

However, the Gotlanders are already frantically searching for the enemy who will attack and burn down Thinkenburg. The north of the island is on full alert, and a large number of warships from Gotland have left the port!

To organize troops to fight back against the Siamians, this matter still needs to be considered in the long run.

Several large and wealthy families in the north of the island, they know that the whole island united, can not resist the full-scale attack of the Siya alliance, the only way to win is to ask Denmark for help, that is, to the lord of the Gotland people. , Denmark's "Lion King" Hafgen for help.

Until then, Gotland is on the defensive.

A large number of warships moved to the south of the island, and many Gotlanders from the port of Kalmar in the Gotaland region also participated. A group of warships quickly appeared in the strait from Kalmar Port to Gotland Island. One was to prevent the surprise of the northerners' large fleet, and the other was to search for the suspected "pioneer fleet" and annihilate it to vent their anger.

The news became more and more evil, which made the Goths panic, as if the enemy who attacked Sikkenburg was only the vanguard of the enemy. Some people even believed that the plan of the Northern Siya Alliance was to wash the whole brother with blood after the sea ice was completely thawed. Tran.

Some ships rushed towards Denmark, rowing at the risk of vomiting blood, just to pass on a piece of information that had been passed on multiple times as a "warning alarm".

Some ships also began to move to the waters east of the island, but most of these ships were responsible for exploration and vigilance.

What should come always came, and Harozov was not at all surprised by the white sails appearing on the distant sea.

"The enemy has finally appeared! Watch out for the sails in the distance, that's the enemy!"

Harozov muttered, and the other paddlers stopped their work.

Suddenly, Arik's once relaxed heart regained tension: "Uncle, what should we do?!"

"What else can we do? We can't try to avoid the war, the war has come!" After that, Harozov stood up abruptly, hit his wooden shield with his axe, and shouted frantically: "Brothers! Goths! The Lan people are coming for revenge, let us rush up and destroy them all!"

Immediately, the young men of the flagship screamed, and their momentum was high!

This momentum immediately infected other ships.

Harozov continued the order: "Arik, you and the others stow the sails."

"why?!"

"Young man, aren't you afraid that the enemy will burn our sails?! Do it quickly. Next, we will row over and rush to fight! Listen, we have a lot of people!"

Appearing in the distance of the Ross fleet is the Danes' reconnaissance fleet. Their strength is actually not many, and there are only eight ships in total.

Eight white sails are eight ships, and Harozov conservatively believes that the enemy's strength is about 240 people.

This old guy has been with Otto for more than 20 years and has participated in many battles without being seriously injured. He feels that this has something to do with Otto's lessons.

"Don't treat your enemy as an idiot." This is Otto's lesson. Harozov knew that his own troops had an advantage, but the enemy really had 240 people, and it was unrealistic to want to gain an overwhelming advantage after the battle. .

This naval battle cannot be avoided. Even if there is a chance to escape, the young warriors still have to fight. Avoiding is a cowardly act! Who wants to be a coward?

There is no escape from war, so let's fight it.