Rise of Rurik - Chapter 619

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Aphrodite sailed in the sea of crushed ice. She moved against the wind, and her bronze bow kept smashing into the ice, as if she was in a war with the enemy.

The creaking sound tossed the crew on the boat back to sail, and it was even more difficult to fall asleep at night.

This is the last voyage, and the time is also in late October, before the Gulf of Bothnia is completely frozen, I am afraid it is only a cold snap.

The weather has been quite sunny for the past few days, but the temperature can’t go up no matter what.

The Ross fishermen have completely suspended their operations because of the crushing ice on the sea, and winter life has begun for them.

The arrival of Afulora was both unexpected and reasonable. The people of Roseburg saw a large ship with three-handed sails break into the bay completely covered by thin ice floes.

Many people stood on the deck, although the cold wind was like a knife, they finally triumphed after a long and great expedition.

People were chatting and laughing, talking about taking the spoils they deserved after going ashore, and living a nourishing winter.

Naturally, some people think this is an extravagant wish. Of course, people are willing to be content with the status quo if they have food and drink. However, Lord Rurik is not a lazy person.

For years the Rus had used winter as a new opportunity to forge ahead, think of Rurik’s preaching at Balmerk.

This winter, many brothers have to escort the adults to rush to Balmerk by land.

There were a group of Balmerks in the mercenary team. They didn’t have a clear national concept, and now they simply hope that the two ethnic groups can merge.

Rurik, wearing a thick leather coat, inspected his Roseburg.

Mary was standing beside him, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a huge city no less than Tamworth!

Do not!

It is a very special city!

The city has walls and towers, and beyond the walls there are a large number of buildings bordering the coast.

Although this bay has been frozen, the ice layer will only get thicker and thicker in such a cold moment.

Does the beach seem to grow a forest?

That turned out to be a large number of ships!

That is an extremely large fleet.

This is the naval strength of the Ross people?

Queen Mary fell into deep doubts. She was convinced of the strength of the Principality of Ross, but she suspected that even if all the forces of the British Kingdom were assembled, they would not be able to defeat such a powerful enemy.

Fortunately, I am already a part of them.

Looking at his harbor, Rurik looked quite carefully.

He counted the masts, and soon he was smiling.

The Aurora-class sailing cruiser is very large. Apart from her own ship, there are three other ships moored on the beach, and their majestic and heroic appearances are clearly identifiable.

The slightly smaller one is the planetary-class sailing destroyer, and there are actually eight ships parked here!

Apparently, from the Mercury to the Neptune, all eight planned ships had been launched.

He seemed to hear ding ding dong dong, maybe it was an auditory hallucination.

Rurik can be sure that the Hotra family is building the fifth and sixth ships of the Aurora-class cruisers in the two huge pure wooden indoor docks by the sea.

What kind of names should I take?

Rurik can fully confirm that Ross’s 88th fleet plan will be completed as planned in the summer of next year.

Fort Rose was covered in silver light, and the silver covered her magnificent outline, making the whole city more historically heavy.

Indeed, as a settlement, Roseburg has existed for more than seventy years now.

She is actually still the capital of the Principality of Ross, but her decline may take place within ten years.

Roseburg will always belong to Ross, and New Roseburg on the Neva River in the east will replace other cities in glory, and it will be the greatest city in Ross in the future.

A group of people wandered in the world of ice and snow. In the industrial area of the city, the batch of stoves were still spouting terrifying black smoke.

Noticing it, Mary pointed anxiously and exclaimed, “Ah! It’s on fire! This is your home!”

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Rurik pressed his arm, “Rare is more strange, have you never seen a blacksmith shop?”

“I’ve seen it. Huh? You can’t say it’s a blacksmith’s shop?”

“That is, the largest blacksmith shop in Europe.”

Mary still didn’t understand, and it wasn’t her fault.

It is the only blast furnace in Europe that can smelt molten iron and easily mass-produce molten bronze.

In fact, she was also unfamiliar with blacksmithing, but she had seen the imperial blacksmith forge weapons by chance, so she had seen a blacksmith’s shop, that’s all.

In fact, Rurik underestimated his own strength.

There are five blacksmith families in Roseburg, and their blacksmith alliance naturally expands the industry.

During the few months when Rurik was away, there was an incident at the blacksmith. Due to the frequent operation of the old blast furnace, there were imperceptible cracks in the furnace wall. Abandoned.

It doesn’t matter, Kawei, who knows how to make blast furnaces, has already made a spare furnace in advance and has started to tap iron.

The old stove was broken, and Kawi made a newer one just before the cold season by using the remaining residues.

It was God’s blessing that no casualties were caused by this incident. Everyone was so frightened that they all ran to the Temple of Ross and paid a lot of offerings to the temple. The idol worships.

The incident also reminded Kawei, Clavasen and others.

For the first time, the blacksmiths realized the importance of safe production because they saw the molten iron and liquefied slag rushing after the furnace was cracked. Those things are dead when touched.

Since the stove may naturally wear out after two years of use, let’s build some new ones.

With their capital in hand, they have the ability to hire a large number of people who are forced to be unemployed in winter to continue metallurgical production operations.

A group of people were eagerly looking forward to the return of the Afulora, and many people stood on the city wall.

More than a dozen hired workers pulling sleds to transport iron ore also stood at the gate of the wall and looked sideways at the sea. After a while, many people laughed and walked out of the wall that blocked the wind and cold to welcome Rurik’s return.

An old man with white hair came with firm steps, and behind him was an old woman with a wrinkled face and a baby.

Many girls also appeared in warm burqas.

Otto, Niya, and Rurik’s female relatives all went out of the city to welcome them!

Everything was so peaceful, and Rurik could see his father’s old face from a distance.

Not to mention, if the God King Odin should have an image, then the old Otto’s right eye is covered with a piece of cloth, and the image of the God King should be like this.

“Look, Mary, that’s my family.”

Mary couldn’t see clearly, since those were the top nobles of the Duchy of Ross, she…

She couldn’t help but panic, and subconsciously grabbed Rurik’s elbow.

When it comes to height, Rurik is actually a little taller than Mary, even though his body is not very old.

Rurik liked this proactive woman very much, but Rumia was his favorite, as well as his first daughter Verika.

The Aurora was parked in her exclusive berth, and now the warm atmosphere dispelled the chill of the cold wind.

Rurik got off the boat, and was soon hugged and kissed by the old mother.

In fact, the baby Verika is almost one year old, and she looks very fragile in the cold season.

Instead, Rumia is holding her daughter, showing the tenderness and kindness of a mother, but in fact, she also shows her strength inadvertently.

Verika can already call her Papa, and the milkiness in her milk is really flattering.

Rurik made this intentional tease, and his daughter kept interacting with her through a smile.

“You’re finally back.” Rumia said tenderly, “Look how much Verika likes you.”

“Then let me give you a hug.”

Rurik also knows how to hold the child without a teacher. He was surprised by his daughter’s weight, and the child looked up at Rumia again: “How should I praise you? Tonight, come to my room with Verika .”

Rumia nodded in relief, not to mention how happy she was.

Witnessing all this, the princess of Mercia was so envious.

Marydo hoped that she was also this infant girl back then, but unfortunately, her fate was a victim of her parents’ marriage.

Do not!

Ask yourself, Mary still doesn’t know who her father is, is it a nobleman or a farmer?

Not Wiglaf anyway.

Otto didn’t pay attention to Mary standing here at first, thinking that his son is a rare real man, so what’s wrong with capturing a slave for pleasure during the expedition?

However, a large number of women disembarked along the seesaw, and he couldn’t help but start to doubt.

“Who is that woman?” Otto asked with a slightly wooden face.

“Oh, she’s my new woman.”

“Her?” Otto was taken aback.

Not only Odin, but Rumia and the other female relatives were also unavoidably jealous while being surprised.

Especially Rumia, she still felt angry.

Even though Rurik was still holding his daughter, he casually said that the other woman was his woman!

She couldn’t help being vigilant, because this new woman was prettier than herself.

Of course, this is just Rumia’s simple idea, but she doesn’t know that among the many female relatives, her skin is the most delicate and tasteless, which is based on Rurik’s aesthetic advantages.

In essence, as the first woman of the monarch, she naturally has the first-hand advantage.

Rurik sensed something was wrong with the atmosphere.

He used to blame himself for being a scumbag, but this was in the ninth century AD, and the Nordic values of this era are like this. A heroic man has more than ten women, just like Odin has eighteen Valkyries.

Coincidentally, I currently have eighteen wives and concubines.

As a king, even if his favorite woman was present, Rurik resolutely announced the existence of Mary.

“She is Mary, a nobleman of the Kingdom of Mercia in Britain, and now my woman. There are other women who disembark, and they are all my captives.”

Since all the female relatives were here, and even many Rose elites and a large number of fish-eating people who didn’t know the truth were watching the scene, Rurik simply opened the skylight to speak frankly and publicly announced Mary’s status among the prince’s wives and concubines.

“Mary, she is a nobleman of Mercia, and the son conceived by her and I will have the right to inherit the throne of the Kingdom of Mercia. You must accept this sister, rest assured, she will never threaten your status. Every woman of you has Her destiny, Mary’s destiny, is to bear a son against Mercia. She will live in our house, and she will be a sister you all respect.”

Rurik felt he had to say this, that many things had to be laid very early on.

Fighting for power and profit is human nature, and both men and women are jealous.

As long as they have children, their aroused motherhood and desire for power will surely protect their children, and then use their children’s natural noble status to share as much of the power cake as possible among the top of Ross’s power hierarchy.

There are many people here, and everyone is a witness. Rurik believes that his preaching has a strong deterrent effect.

They are all wives and concubines. Since I have divided them into four levels, each of them should continue to inherit the power circle.

Of course, now that he is home, the days spent alone with Mary will become rare.

The king… the emperor flipped his cards.

“Lumia tonight, Lana tomorrow, Lumi the day after tomorrow, Noren the day after tomorrow, Cebolava the day after tomorrow, and Carlotta Erla. As for the ten, it’s not possible now…” He muttered in his heart .

Rurik made some plans for himself, but he is also considered a rational person, so it is impossible to indulge in beauty.

His face swept across Noren, thinking about the overland trip to Balmerk this winter, Noren probably didn’t know that she was made the Countess of Narvik Harbor by her biological father.

Arik must be busy with his own affairs, so he didn’t have a chance to tell her about it.

Rurik intends to have a good chat with her, but before that, he himself has to tell the old guys in Roseburg about his Battle of Britain.

There’s bound to be a big party tonight.

It was naturally a grand event, Otto’s old buddies, blacksmiths including Clavasen, the Gould family who were all fat boys with shy bellies, Verdegen who was good at making clothes, and the shipbuilding expert Hotra… …

There were more than 60 people gathered on the first floor of the palace.

Their noise made the female relatives upstairs have no intention of chatting and laughing with Mary, who had just arrived.

Facing the enthusiastic eyes of everyone, Rurik, who was seated in the front seat, slapped the table vigorously to signal everyone to be quiet.

With a smile on his face, he said in a voice that was changing: “It seems that a court needs to be built like the old Gotland people.”

“Good idea!” Otto applauded applauding.

For those who agree here, the quiet room just now is like a pot of boiling water.

They didn’t agree, it seemed too small for everyone to gather here, even so, the old discussion tent was actually even smaller.

It is necessary for Ross to build a magnificent building, just like the large chamber of the Mellaren, although it is obviously a waste of space.

Of course, if the ground is broken, the property rights of the court will belong to the Duke, and the Duke will give all the craftsmen a sum of money.

Therefore, there is money to be made in Roseburg. Who would dislike the opportunity to get a job and make money?

The old folks in Rose knew that the Duke was very rich and generous.

Everyone hoped that the Duke would continue to build and build forever. They just took wages from Rurik’s treasury, and then bought food and tools. They had no time or knowledge to think about the economic operations involved.

This matter is very important, and Rurik made affirmative comments.

Coincidentally, winter is another time for shipbuilding. This winter is still a large-scale logging, and Roseburg’s cement-making technology has initially matured.

Wouldn’t it be great to collect building materials this winter and build a fairly stable large court?

No, more houses should be built, maybe left unused for a while, but they will always be useful later.

The most important thing is that their own people must take action to earn wealth through labor, so that Ross’s economic activities will be more prosperous, and by the way, the infrastructure construction will be improved to benefit the future.

According to the tradition of the Rus people, the council hall is called “Odin”, and according to the Slavs, it is “Duma”.

It must have a brief, catchy noun.

Rurik appointed that the Chamber be called “RUSDUMA”.

Once it is completed, a plaque will have to be hung. As for the name, it is naturally still his bad taste.

Putting this matter aside for the time being, Rurik is going to tell everyone about his history of the British War. He prepared a lot of honey water and started talking…

Wonderful!

How exciting!

Although Arik had already explained it, and many people knew about it, Rurik told more details, and everyone was still sweating.

It is true that because of the fireplace, the first floor of the palace is also very warm. Everyone felt comfortable hearing the war, and then turned into envy, and lamented their aging.

As for those brothers who died in battle, no one regretted their death.

The heirs of the war dead were directly supported by the duke, and then inherited their husband’s sword and shield.

As for the dead themselves, they not only died in battle, but also died in battle for Rurik, son of God, and their heroic spirits will surely enter Valhalla.

Then when a drunk guy mentioned this, many people clamored that the Valkyrie Spellos had brought the warriors from the hometown of the world into the sanctuary.

In the lively atmosphere, many people got drunk on a large scale with the recently distilled spirits.

Otto was also drunk, and it was rare for him to be as excited as he was today.

Nobody bothered the drunks in the room, who slept almost until dawn on the warm first floor.

Rurik went up to the second floor while stroking his aching head, cursing Kamnier for not being able to handle the distillation properly.

He finally greeted all the female relatives and got into the room.

Here, with tears in her eyes, Rumia sat by the bed and greeted her man.

And Vilia was lying in a hanging basket on one side and fell asleep quietly…

[End of this Chapter]