Rise of Rurik - Chapter 633

[Chapter 634 Defector]

The huge sled team ran wildly on the ice, and Rurik also marveled at the size of this mountain lake.

Although it is April, the breath of spring seems to have nothing to do with this place. The ice layer of Torna Lake is still very thick, and the lakeside is also covered with thick white snow, and there are white rime everywhere.

Of course, everyone hopes to find a way out of the mountains on the day they arrive at the lake, but this lake is too slender.

They spent almost a day finding another frozen stream, but just under the ice, the stream was trickling.

People were forced to camp and rest in the pine forest, and the excitement of the day had been consumed too much by the ice and snow.

They have no regrets, because the path to Balmerk is close at hand.

At night, the clear air appears to be full of stars, and emerald green lasers with indecipherable shapes flash frequently and change rapidly.

The Balmerks have long been tired of seeing such a magnificent scenery, and they naturally describe it as a Valkyrie’s parade, which is probably nothing more than that.

On the other hand, the people of Rus, because the old priest Velia’s “Ascension” was promoted to Valkyrie, people are more and more looking forward to seeing the magnificent aurora, because it is a memory of the noble dead, and even the whole old days.

On a new day, the sun shines on this white world, and the golden light forces everyone to put on their sunglasses again.

Standing on his house sledge, Rurik raised his right arm and roared fiercely: “The last journey is now, let’s go on!”

His roar was almost covered by the wind, seeing how excited his leader was, everyone cheered up immediately.

Compared with going up the hill, going down the mountain is fast and convenient, especially during this period of thick snow.

The herd of reindeer was driven by the whip, and the sled team moved forward quickly. On the downhill slope, many sled ruts converged to form a compacted ice road.

At first, the Balmerk logger, who noticed the noise, stopped his work vigilantly. When the bearded guy and his young son with the wicker basket on his back noticed the oncoming team, it was too late.

They ran away instinctively, and suddenly heard a thick male voice calling: “Don’t be afraid, we are also Balmerks!”

It was Rurik’s Balmerk mercenary who yelled, and the yelling stopped the misunderstanding.

The logging father and son were surprised. They saw a flag hanging on a large sleigh carrying a shack, which was clearly the flag of the Ross people.

While the father and son were still in shock, Rurik walked out holding Noren’s hand.

Nolen, she gently took off her warm white velvet hat with a smile on her face.

The Balmok tribe has a large population. Apart from recognizing the faces of some family leaders, Noren is naturally blind to ordinary people.

However, the biological father who was promoted to king has already canonized himself as a countess, and the father and son in front of him are his subjects.

Noren took a deep breath, raised his exquisite chin and said proudly: “Ordinary man! I! Noren Magnodot, is your new leader! Now, I have returned to Balmerk.”

It’s Noren!

Magnut’s beautiful little daughter!

It was the first time for the logging father and son to see the precious daughter of the old leader Magnut at such a close distance. At first, many people thought it was presumptuous to name their daughter after a goddess. image.

Noren’s clothes are pure white, like the color of pure snow. Her golden hair and fair face exude peace. The glass and amber pendants on the clothes show what is noble.

After all, the scene was a bit weird. Noren took another deep breath, and imitated her father’s appearance and stretched out his hand to order: “Ordinary people, salute me as a warrior!”

No, Rurik watched the lumberjack father and son put the ax on the ground and performed a warrior salute kneeling on one knee.

“Let’s stop here.” Rurik clapped his hands vigorously: “I’m Rurik! Rurik, Duke of Ross, I’m here as promised last year, although it’s a bit late.”

With such a language, the stunned logger father and son all came to their senses.

The old guy with a big beard had a happy face, and everyone who was determined to stay preferred to be ruled by Ross’s Rurik rather than regard Noren as the leader.

“It turned out to be Master Rurik. Wow! What a powerful team.”

The man’s bold culture aroused Rurik’s interest, so he asked, “Isn’t it too far to go to your place of residence?”

“Pass this wood and you’ll see everything,” said the logger.

“Okay.” Rurik casually threw a silver coin over, waved his hand again, and ordered the follow-up team to move on.

The scale of this pine forest is not large. Everyone left the forest, and the whole world suddenly became brighter.

Rurik saw the vast Atlantic Ocean. It is wonderful to appreciate the ocean from this high altitude.

And under the hill is the huge Narvik Bay. Looking around, there are large and small fjords, and there are also various houses in it.

Ask yourself, compared to the fjords in Roseburg, the hometown of the Balmerks does have more room for development. For example, many coastal flats are good places for grazing.

It’s a pity that the sea is obviously full of waves, but the coast is still covered with ice and snow.

The North Atlantic Current has lived up to its reputation, but it is only in a small ice age, and it has not yet thawed the entire Narvik Bay in April.

It is precisely for this reason that Rurik is not worried about returning to Elronburg in mid-May at the earliest. After all, even if the sea thaws, there will be ice floes everywhere on the sea, and the land, especially the vast land in the north. Complete ablation will have to wait until the summer solstice.

Because the new settlements of the Ross people such as Fort Eron and Fort Fisk are in the Arctic Circle in a complete sense.

In theory, this is true, but Rurik did not dare to waste more time in Balmerk.

The arrival of the Ross sleigh team was expected by the Balmerks, but when they arrived successfully, the people who stayed behind were mobilized on the spot.

The good news spread very fast, and a large number of people rushed to the assembly point of the sled team by rowing boats.

It was almost evening, and because the Ross sled team was too obvious, many people in Balmerk had already noticed this situation and were already gathering spontaneously.

Noren got off the sled lightly, and once again stepped on the land covered with thick snow in his hometown.

The rendezvous was deliberately chosen by Rurik near the old chief’s mansion. From now on, the ownership of Magnut’s old mansion was officially transferred to Noren.

Thousands of Balmerks gathered with smiles, chattering and walking towards Rurik. They seemed to have ten thousand words that they couldn’t finish.

And when a group of short, black-haired Tavastia women got off the sleigh one after another, the surprise of the people turned into murmurs in an instant.

It soon dawned on everyone that this was the so-called trophy, the woman to be returned to the Balmerks.

Rurik’s mercenaries banged on their shields for a while, and the noisy crowd gradually quieted down.

Standing on a high place, he shouted at the top of his voice, announcing his major decision very straightforwardly and simply.

“I am Rurik of Ross! I am the husband of Noren, Countess of Balmerk! I am the backer you can rely on! Now I declare that the Principality of Ross has the right to manage the entire Narvik Fjord, and everyone who is unwilling to leave The Balmerks must respect the rule of me and Noren!”

Rurik nearly yelled out several very critical pieces of information. In fact, the Balmerks not only had mental preparations for these things, but also discussed them in the past six months.

Originally, Rurik was also worried that someone would jump out and object, but he found that people were just whispering to each other, trying to figure out the situation, as if there was no objection here at all.

At that moment, a middle-aged man came out.

“It’s you, Chief Bringoethe!” Noren asked with a trace of excitement and surprise, “Looking at your face, are you planning to stay here?”

“You guessed it right. Noren, I knew about you last year.” The middle-aged man named Bryn Goethe glanced at Noren and said a few words before turning his whole face to Rurik: “My lord, the Duke of Ross, I solemnly declare on behalf of my family that I will not leave. I support your rule, but I insist on the girl Noren as our leader, unless you can have a boy with her. This boy will be loved by everyone.” admit.”

It was completely within Rurik’s expectation that this person could say such a thing.

Speaking of Bryn Goethe, Rurik used his brains, and indeed remembered that this family sent troops to participate in the expedition to Britain last year.

“I remember a warrior named Bjorn Bryn Goldsen, who must be your son.” Rurik asked casually.

“That is my second son, but the second son cannot inherit the family business. I don’t think the fjords are a bad place. My second son wants an expedition. He is already in Britain with the people who will emigrate, and I will take The rest of the family, acknowledge your rule.”

Things went far better than I thought!

Rurik is glad that what he preached to them last year was a most correct measure.

It was already evening, and the setting sun should have made people lazy, but what Rurik saw was everyone’s enthusiasm.

Rurik continued: “If you are loyal to me, then you should know that the result of your loyalty is that you will become a member of the Ross people. You will also be separated from the Kingdom of York established by the Balmerks in Britain forever.”

The old Bryn Goethe looked indifferent, and said bluntly: “There are many people like me.”

After a while, a few bearded veterans stepped forward again, and they reported that their families were actually big and prosperous local families.

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In the end, everyone has their own ambitions, and Narvik Fjord is not really useless because of its rich fishery resources.

These left-behinds are not really afraid of the unexpected world of the Fjords and refuse to leave. They are more unfavorable to Britain, or simply express their opposition to the inconvenience of the old Magnut holding the position of leader. Opinion.

Rurik, the Duke of Ross, is young and aggressive, dares to fight and will always win. Such a promising hero is the most sought after by everyone.

No one was really obsessed with the concept of “Balmerk”. The old guys who stood up represented their own families and knelt down on one knee to salute Rurik in public.

The radical also announced: “One winter’s thinking is over. Now that my family has figured it out, please treat us as Ross people in the future. We only recognize Rurik as our leader.”

Because Balmerk is not a nation at all, and going back to the root, the ancestors of Ross and Balmerk all immigrated to Scandinavia from the Jutland Peninsula at the same time, and the time of separation of the two sides was not the same. Not long enough that the language is the same.

Rurik got off the sled excitedly, and helped up the group of surrendered old fellows himself.

As a newcomer, he never expected that he would get support as soon as he got off the sled and arrived at the core settlement of the Balmerks.

Such a favorable situation is imminent, no matter what purpose they announced to join Ross, they did ask to join, as the Duke of Ross, naturally they can’t hurt the hearts of these admirers.

Although things were developing too fast, Rurik didn’t care about his own rest, so in the leader’s chamber, he received all the dignitaries who stayed behind as the highest leader of Balmerk, and reiterated Ross’s attitude, and even follow-up arrangements.

This is no longer a public speech at dusk, but aimed at the left-behind elites, Rurik held a meeting that is related to the future of the people left behind in the fjord.

At the beginning, the meeting was lively and lively, and the participants were all declaring their determination to join Ross, as well as their loyalty to Lord Rurik.

After some courteous remarks, Rurik also listed the goods he had brought in public, and raised his head in shock, with a greedy look of wanting to snatch the fast.

“They’re all yours. Now I’m curious. It looks like Magnut’s fleet hasn’t arrived yet. Does any of you know when they’ll arrive?”

That Blingord said bluntly: “Maybe only God knows when they will arrive. My lord, the women you send are destined to be shipped to Britain, and we can’t get them, but the young people we are determined to stay also want wives. What you said last year , as a mercenary for you, you have a chance to get a wife, you… will keep your promise.”

Rurik was stunned for a moment, thinking that this group of guys spoke directly, and they were not at all reserved in begging for women.

Regardless of Noren’s presence, he also smirked like an old man: “Of course! It is my responsibility to arrange wives for the brothers who are loyal to me.”

“That’s really great. Some of my family’s cubs have a lot of strength and become your mercenaries. You are their great benefactor.”

“Really? Be serious and tell me, Bryn Goethe, how many men can your family provide. Regardless of whether they are married or not, including young men who can hold weapons, how many are there?”

“This…” Bryn Goethe was instinctively vigilant, but pinched his fingers and said, “There are at least twenty people. There are also some others who are willing to stand up in the name of my family.”

Rurik’s smirk has turned serious, and the speed of his face change is unpredictable.

“There are fifty people?”

“Probably there are.”

“So, what do you think if I let most of them go to Ross?”

“If they are all mercenaries for you, I have no opinion. I am an old father, and an old father cannot restrain his ambitious son. For example… I heard that the old Duke of Ross has bravely surrendered his power With you. You are indeed a hero.”

Rurik shook his head, then stood up and paced in front of everyone: “I don’t want to listen to flattery anymore, and I won’t say anything else. To tell you the truth, I will fight against the enemies in the far east in the summer, and that may be dangerous. Enemies, defeating them will bring great honor and rich spoils. I am not just here to declare to be your ruler together with Noren! As a ruler, I will naturally bring you to make a fortune. You are all Honorable people, please tell me, how many men can you produce?”

They looked at each other and couldn’t help discussing in low voices, all because the question was so sudden and even abrupt.

Rurik deliberately waited for a while, then clapped his hands again: “It’s not difficult to organize 500 warriors, right? It would be great if you could organize 1,000 people!”

“Please allow us to think about it.” Bryn Goethe said cautiously.

Rurik waved his hand: “I’ll give you time. I know some of you are going to Britain, and you will be evacuating soon. These Tavastia women were given to you, and they should belong to you. As for me, my men and I camped where we were. Hopefully tomorrow I’ll see a rallied team.”

[End of this Chapter]