Rise of Rurik - Chapter 762

[Chapter 763 Ragnar]

The fleet has already entered the Weser River, but the atmosphere in this area is a bit terrifyingly quiet.

Arik stood at the bow of the boat, frowning tightly. He muttered to the people around him: “The atmosphere is too quiet, there is no human breath, I don’t think this area is very rich.”

Blue Fox also felt strange: “It’s strange. When I left a few months ago, there were still many fishing boats floating in this river, and there were also boats at the mouth of the sea.”

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“Maybe we were exposed? They fled out of fear?” Yefro was also puzzled.

After some deliberation, they still decided to move on.

Arik even gave an order to prepare for battle. After all, the brothers entered the hinterland of the unknown Frankish territory for the first time, and they might encounter enemy attacks under any circumstances.

Soon, there were obvious signs of villages ahead, or it was just simple village mutilation.

Arik squinted and stared: “Why do I feel that it is a burned village? Who did all of this?”

This is tantamount to asking the blue fox, but how does the blue fox know the situation?

“There is a village in this generation. As for signs of destruction, we may send someone to take a look.”

Arik shrugged: “That’s fine, send a dozen brothers to take a look. It would be great if we found the granary and seized the grain.”

The Salmon Chief lowered two flat-bottomed galleys slung over the side, which were real boats, and ten men landed in them.

The fleet also took the opportunity to break down, and everyone waited for the good news.

They didn’t wait too long, but unfortunately they obviously didn’t get any good news either.

Those who returned were empty-handed, and there was no “seizure” except for a few people holding blackened wooden sticks.

They boarded the ship one after another to report their duties, each of them obviously encountered bad luck, and their faces were grim.

Arik was out of breath: “Are you frightened, or have you encountered an enemy? It doesn’t look like there is a fight.”

The leader shook his head and said bluntly: “Boss, you still don’t want to go to see it. Those villages are smelly, and there are rotting corpses lying here and there. It’s too smelly, it’s a cursed place.”

“Oh? You mean someone attacked there?”

“And the attack has been going on for a while. Look at the method. It’s quite our style.”

“We?” Arik shook his head: “We will still collect the dead! So a group of bandits attacked the village?”

“Who knows?”

Arik waved his hand to say no more, he and the others quickly reached a consensus.

The so-called bandit gangs exist in this generation, and this is probably the reason why the environment is so quiet.

The Frankish village was attacked in broad daylight, and with Blue Fox’s understanding of this generation, he immediately pointed out that this should be the reality.

Because this area belongs to the Earl of Bremen, it is not surprising that there have been bandits in the territory.

“As far as I know, the earl was ordered to lead troops to attack the Danes, and the departure of the army naturally made the bandits rampant.”

Based on such information, Arik couldn’t help thinking otherwise, whether the so-called gangsters would rob Bremen first, and whether the brothers came all the way to catch up in vain?

Such crates of cast-iron ammunition were brought to deck, and the torsion slingshots of all ships were ready for battle.

Soldiers with bows and crossbows guarded the deck, and everyone watched their surroundings, ready to fight at any time.

Arik and his group of blood-licking guys have such a high degree of battlefield sense, especially when they were crusading against the Karelians, they were also suddenly attacked while sailing on the river, and they were afraid of another accident.

The fleet is lined up in a column, so that any attack on the left or right side, all kinds of long-range weapons can carry out saturation strikes.

The Russian army was on high alert to the back arrows flying from the riverside forest, and their vigilance was too high.

They had already passed the rather straight channel of the Weser River, and the front began to bend, and a large forest had blocked the channel.

As the first ship completed the turn, the scene in front of it instantly aroused the tension of the soldiers.

Because the Salmon Chief was the flagship as the flagship, Arik rubbed his eyes vigorously and exclaimed: “Ah! What did I see? The long ship? Who is this large group of people?”

How did the Franks have Viking longships?

Arik went in without knowing it for a while, and he asked Lan Hu, but Lan Hu couldn’t explain why.

“At least they are not our allies. Here, everyone may be our enemies.” Blue Fox warned, and the listeners were highly alert.

Arik also felt that what Blue Fox said was very pertinent. It is said that offense is the best defense. In order to avoid being attacked by this group of obvious Nordic militants, it is better for the Ross army to give them a rain of arrows first.

“Brothers, pay attention! Raise our skull flag, put the arrow in place, and wait for my order to launch!”

There was no camouflage for the Ross army on the entire route, and the flags of all ships were flying.

Unexpectedly, unknown armed men were encountered in the Weser River, and the skeleton flag became a battle flag.

Not only did they raise the flag, but the horn bearers blew the deep and majestic horn.

All the signs prove that this army, which is like a divine soldier, is about to kill wantonly!

Let’s look at the group of longships and personnel that are docking. They seem to be fighting against Ross. They don’t seem to want to fight Ross. It is true that their longships are no match for Ross’s big ship.

All the people in different clothes went ashore, and they instantly turned into an army formation at the bonfire camp on the shore.

The round shields painted in colorful and green colors form a long shield wall, and there is a distance from the river.

“They’re going to fight, maybe these people are all Danes!” Blue Fox deliberately turned on the fire: “The Danes should also be crusaded!”

Arik nodded, seeing that the brothers were ready for archery.

Yeflo stepped forward at the critical moment: “We don’t even know their true identities, so we can’t just meet and fight! I don’t like fighting in a muddle.”

“When they turn into corpses, we’ll have a few survivors to know who they are.” Arik raised his right hand after saying that, and a thousand arrows will be fired once they fall.

Arik’s hand was grasped by Gefro, and it was close to his bearded face.

“Brother! The prince asked me to accompany you because he was worried about your recklessness. Look at them! Put on a grand battle formation! I think we should negotiate with them. They are obviously not the Frankish army. We can’t fight foolishly.”

Arik staggered and temporarily gave up the battle order.

Since the negotiation was suggested by Yevro, he will be in charge of the negotiation.

Let’s look at Evro now, he is wearing a typical Viking helmet, and he is carrying a blue and white round shield on his back.

He was a little short in stature, and the guards beside him were tall and strong slashers from the First Banner Squad.

They went ashore, and some of them held the flag of Ross, and went straight to the line of troops that had been formed.

The more Yefro walked around, the more clearly they could see the faces of those people, and he felt more strange.

“I actually saw armed women and children?!”

Indeed, among those armed men there were blond-haired women whose handsome features were too different from those of the bearded men.

As for the armed children, they were obviously small, but they were still standing on the front line of the army.

Yevro stopped, and then roared in Norse language: “Who is your leader?! You want to fight us Ross? If you want to fight, charge and kill, come!”

Behind him is the tense Ross fleet. There are 30 torsion slingshots on the enemy side alone, and there are 200 people with various bows and crossbows.

Looking at the armed men, they lined up in a long line and couldn’t see the exact number. The apparent size was very bluffing, and one of them was sure to be holding a flag with the raven coat of arms.

They remained vigilant, unmoved by Gevro’s cry.

Time was fermenting the situation, and finally Yefro yelled for a while, and the opponent’s array finally moved.

The array stepped aside, and several bearded young men with strange braids stepped forward, holding a round shield and a battle axe.

“Are you the leader?” Yefro continued to ask.

A young warrior roared like a lion: “I know you! Rus!”

“Oh? So who are you? Danes?”

From Jeflo’s point of view, the other party hesitated for a while before pointing out that he was indeed Danish.

Hearing this clearly, Yefro subconsciously grasped the hilt of his sword, and signaled the others to get ready for battle in case something happened.

Seeing that the speaker left his followers and continued to advance, Yefro also ordered his followers to stand by, and went up to him himself.

The man in front of him was quite tall and strong, with vicissitudes written in his deep eyes. The first impression he gave Evro was that this man had experienced too many things.

Yevro asked cautiously: “This is obviously the territory of the Franks, why are you Danes here?”

The man arrogantly asked: “This is indeed the territory of the Franks, why are you Ross people here?”

How boring to question each other, Yefro’s self-esteem was offended.

“Why? Have you seen this fleet? It’s unlucky for us to plunder the treasure. We actually met you Danes here.” Yevro’s words were deliberately provocative.

He instinctively felt that the two sides still had to fight, maybe this group of people were Frank’s mercenaries, after all, there had been rumors about this for a long time.

Unexpectedly, at this mention of looting, the young figure who seemed to be the leader threw his head back and laughed wildly: “Oh, I guess I guess what you want to do! You want to rob Bremen.”

Yefro couldn’t help backing away from the big difference: “You know?”

The two sides were quiet for a while, and the man yelled again: “It seems that I guessed it right. Ross, we may make a deal.”

“what?”

“You and I will act as if we have never met. Your fleet continues to sail, and we continue to camp.”

“Why? Wait!” Yefro realized something unspeakable, and he frowned and asked, “So, you don’t want to attack us? Even if you fight.”

The man also tapped on the shield and pointed out: “If you attack us, our army would rather fight back.”

Yevro smiled lowly and said, “As soon as you know how powerful Ross is, you should understand that the choice of battle is to fight with a pebble. Our Ross navy killed your old king Hafgen, and no Dane can defeat our fleet. ”

“Not necessarily if it is a land battle. But we would rather fight for honor, even if we lose. If my tribe is defeated by your hands, we will be honored to lose.”

The words of this young leader are admirable, and there are many signs that they are really just camping on this river beach, and the encounter with the fleet is really accidental.

They do not want war, nor are they afraid of war.

In essence, they still don’t want to fight!

Yevro thought about it, and often started to slant the sun, and then changed the topic a little bit and said something nice: “We are also looking for a suitable camping place. We don’t want to fight at all, and neither do you. Maybe we can share this A river beach.”

“you……”

“I am Yeflo, Finn Yeflo, a general (war chief) under the command of Prince Ross.” Yeflo took the lead in releasing the peace signal.

Look at the man with his head held high: “Okay! A warlord among the Ross people. I am Ragnar Sigurdsson. People say I am a man in woolen trousers. I killed a big man named Olegin , it is said to be the great king of the Svealan people. I am a big man, and you must be just a small character among the Rus people.”

a small role?

Evlo has no intention of showing off that he is the count of the entire Suomi people, and theoretically manages Finland, especially the 30,000 people in Suomi, on behalf of Prince Rurik.

Indeed, this man is Ragnar, a great pirate destined for legend.

It’s a pity that, just as history predestined, he illegally robbed Paris in that plane, which caused the East and West Franks to find a reason to invade Denmark, and was expelled by King Horik.

Today’s Ragnar, he is already in a state of exile with his family.

The people camping on this river beach are the last group of his tribe.

A brave man will always continue to be brave. He has lost many outstanding fighters, as well as many women and children. Although the essence of the tribe is there, it is a pity that everyone has turned into a bandit who has lost his territory. He is really a bereaved dog.

However, they did not lose their arrogance.

Ragnar continued to claim that he led the entire Stonewall tribe in exile, and he did not want to fight in principle, at least not in a meaningless battle with the Ross people.

Evlo has no affection for Svealan or the concept of Sweden, but this man claimed to have killed Olegin himself, and if true, he is indeed a respectable person.

The two sides are still caught in a chain of suspicion, and a misunderstanding can lead to a big fight between the two sides.

Perhaps the Ross army can try to maintain restraint, but it is not ruled out that this group of Danes took the lead.

Jefro thought for a while, and persuaded Ragnar, who was in conflict: “Our Ross army is indeed planning to attack Bremen. Since you don’t participate, don’t add trouble to us. I don’t ask you to lay down your arms, at least when we land Don’t make fun of yourself after that. The beach is big and our troops will keep you at arm’s length. You can’t fully trust us, and we can’t fully trust you. But since you’re a warrior, we might as well get together for ale and toast tonight Fish, you can also have a good chat. The Franks are our enemies, and the enemy’s enemy is our friend. At least we don’t need to fight. Please think about it.”

Yevro felt that he had exhausted his power. No matter what Ragnar chose, the Ross army needed a qualified berth, a suitable camp for the army.

He withdrew safely, and all his actions were clearly seen by Arik and others in the distance.

From Ragnar’s point of view, no matter how heroic he is, he is not stupid enough to be an enemy of the Ross fleet.

So far, is he still Danish?

The entire tribe has been expelled by Danish King Horik, and if they don’t withdraw quickly enough, everyone will be killed by those people.

The Danes were still on guard, and Ragnar and his cronies watched as the Ross army, who was basically uniformed, landed.

Their formation looks chaotic, and they will definitely not take the initiative to attack.

Seeing this, someone urged Ragnar: “Leader, we should strike first. Their big ship is very good, and there must be a lot of food in the cabin. We took the opportunity to seize the supplies, and everything will be fine.”

“Are you an idiot?” Ragnar was furious, and immediately took this remark as an example to announce to all the clansmen: “Don’t try to sneak attack them. The Ross people are not fools! Now the Franks are chasing us, and the Danish scoundrel is chasing us. Kill us. If you offend the Ross people and be hunted down by them, everything will be over!”

Indeed, from the perspective of the Ross people, how could Arik, as a commander, be moved by Yevro’s words.

Especially the man named Ragnar who claimed to have killed Olegin!

Even if Olegin is no longer a thing, he is also the leader elected by all the Svealan tribes, and his uncle Otto has to be respected on the surface.

At this moment, for a moment, Arik was very jealous of his younger brother Rurik.

Although my brother didn’t kill the old Danish king Hafgen with his own hands, he also used the ship Aurora to smash him into fish feed.

On the contrary, Arik was a little timid. It’s a pity that he didn’t have the merits of “killing the king”.

He didn’t know the specific reason. This encounter used to be a fantasy. Since the opponent’s original intention was not to fight, there was no reason for the Ross army to fight to the end with a group of exiled Danes before attacking Bremen.

The Ross army landed, but all the ships stayed behind.

The torsion slingshots were aimed at the Danes’ bonfire camps, the slides faced the enemy at a high angle, and the weapons were replaced with swirling feather light javelins, so that once the Danes made a mistake, the Ross army could show the first-hand advantage.

Arik himself set foot on the river beach, and the soldiers carried off the iron pots carried by the ship, piled up the bricks brought from New Roseburg, and built pots and stoves on the spot.

With the charcoal brought from my hometown, I boiled wheat and dried salted fish with the water of the Weser River to make salty soup.

Commanders on both sides remained restrained, as well as vigilant and hostile.

The camps of the two sides are about 300 meters away from each other, because Ragnar believes that keeping such a distance, the terrifying bow and arrow of the Ross army will definitely not hit his head.

At least for the sake of the lives of the last women and children in the tribe, Ragnar did not dare to really anger the Ross army.

As night fell, the strange aroma of barley from Rose’s camp relentlessly permeated the sky above Ragnar’s camp.

During these days, Ragnar lived by robbing along the river, and the piracy had frightened the Frankish civilians to flee in all directions with their money.

They tried to attack Bremen, and all their efforts were in vain.

In fact, Ragnar couldn’t hold on anymore. According to his plan, he would sleep on the river beach tonight, eat some food that was not much at all, and leave the river by rowing tomorrow.

As for where to go in the future?

Denmark definitely can’t go back, maybe go to Flanders (northern Netherlands) to try your luck, or continue to rob all the way south along the coastline, if you can find an island with fresh water, the whole family will settle down.

After all, the old line of work of the tribe is fishing, and a stable fishing village can be formed to make a comeback.

However, another story began to circulate in the camp.

Then someone groped to Ragnar’s side: “Boss, you are really hungry. Since the Ross people don’t want to attack us, can we actually ask them for help? They are obviously cooking delicious meals, and everyone They are Odin’s warriors, so they should be given to us.”

Hearing that, Ragnar really wanted to scold his buddy for being an idiot, but his stomach growled and he made a fool of himself immediately.

If anyone can impress his fortitude and unyielding, it is his two children.

Especially the eldest son Ivar, whose legs have shrunk, and the second son Bjorn, who has just learned to walk.

The child clamored for hunger, and even though he had a hard heart, Ragnar’s heart softened.

He didn’t want to have any intersection with the Ross people, and the encounter today is as if they don’t know each other.

But the mood of the whole tribe is restless, not everyone can stick to their honor and resist the temptation of food.

He gritted his teeth, and called the tribe’s cronies to gather together for a surprise meeting.

“I’ve decided! The leader of the Rus army wants to talk to me, I can go to the meeting, maybe I can get some food for the brothers. Only maybe this will be a conspiracy. If I am killed, you will take The tribe retreated to the woods, try not to fight with them.”

The confidantes looked at each other, all fell into silence…

They all wanted to say something but couldn’t open their mouths. Looking at them again, Ragnar made up his mind and ordered: “I will go to the meeting by myself. Don’t follow me! I don’t believe that they will be despicable people, let’s go… …”

Ragnar stood up, patted his body, arched his back, picked up a burning firewood, and ran towards the Ross camp.

A burning flame is approaching the camp, and the vigilant Ross army has secretly picked up the guy.

“Is this the guest you mentioned? Maybe it’s Ragnar?” Arik, who had already stood up, asked Yefro in confusion.

“Should be. He is only one person. Tell the brothers not to be too nervous and not to be violent at any time without an order. I… will go and see the situation for myself.” After speaking, Yefro also picked up a firewood , walked towards each other.

[End of this Chapter]