The two of them chatted and laughed happily, just like they did when they were bored.
The two women who were still pounding flour exchanged glances with each other. After all, now, they must accept the fact that their original lives have completely collapsed, and they must find a way out for their future as soon as possible.
The real leader of this group of pirates has obviously given a strong hint.
Yes, the pirate leader of Kong Wu, just like the dead Oxen, is a man who needs servants to serve him.
A chance to survive is before you. If you serve well, you can still live a stable life.
They don’t care about the future of other prisoners, because they are never the same person in Skenberg.
Now, the only thing they care about is their daughter.
They prayed silently in their hearts that the son of the pirate leader would also need servants to serve him. Many years later, when the woman who was a servant grew up, if she could give birth to a healthy boy to the leader’s son, then her daughter’s status would not be Servants, but real wives and concubines.
Ever since, the two women, who had lived with each other for many years and depended on each other, exchanged glances again and reached a consensus.
Once, because of their young and beautiful appearance, they were spotted by the wealthy Gotland businessman Oxen. Through hard work to please, the two women obtained a life that was far better than before.
The former beauty and stability were destroyed, and everything started from scratch. While they were still beautiful, they took their daughters to please a strong man and restore everything lost.
There is still time.
The pounded dough was kneaded by the captives into rough dough, mixed with a large amount of wheat bran and even some gravel chips. They pat the dough into pancakes and throw them directly on the hot iron plate. Soon, the dry wheat cakes are cooked.
There were more than thirty people sitting beside each campfire. It would be a lot of work for the four prisoners to serve so many people for dinner.
The stronger the warrior, the bigger his appetite. Young Ross warriors often have the ability to eat a big fish in one meal. Their stomachs were stretched out enough to capture a lot of wheat, which they really wanted to feast on.
Even so, the human stomach is not a bottomless pit.
Each sack of wheat has a very clear standard, that is, a sack of pure wheat kernels weighs one hundred Roman pounds in total. After all, to run a "castle", food storage is a top priority.
The wheat hoarded by the Lord of Death Castle was originally planned to be eaten until the autumn harvest, but now most of it has been captured by the Russians.
More than thirty people ate one hundred Roman pounds, or nearly forty kilograms, of wheat in one meal. It was really crazy!
Reality is often so crazy.
Any opportunity to eat a lot of wheat should not be missed, because in the Russian concept, wheat cakes or bread are accompanied by roasted venison and wild boar sprinkled with salt and oil. , it is truly the enjoyment of everyone’s life. ifIf paired with a glass of mead, it's like living in Valhalla.
Once a wheat cake is cooked, it will be taken away.
The cooking prisoners were not surprised when they saw the Russians eating so much, because the other people also spoke completely understandable Norse language, and their gestures and gestures were all similar to those of their dead relatives. It is a virtue, such as having a big appetite.
The Rus, like other tribes, after the sea ice receded, their lives were filled with high-intensity physical work, especially boating and logging.
Whether it was wheat cakes or purely cooked wheat kernels, many people ate nearly a kilogram of this meal. Such people finally experienced the rare situation in their lives of eating wheat until they become pregnant. A drum-like experience.
Many people were already satisfied, and simply faced the dancing flames of the campfire, opened their bulging bellies as if they had swallowed a big stone, and deliberately banged their bellies to make a crisp sound, making the other brothers laugh. laugh.
Such things happen almost everywhere. They celebrate in their own way that they can fill their entire stomachs with wheat.
"It's a rare treat. The food they cook is quite delicious." Arik squatted on the beach, nibbling the soft and crisp wheat cake in his hand, and unconsciously praised the woman's craftsmanship.
At this moment, something is changing.
Harold Johnson accepted the wonderful change easily, because he did not need to do it himself at all, the two women brought the baked wheat cake to his mouth.
"Aric, haha. Look at these two women, they are really two smart people. And they are good cooks."
Aric shrugged, even if they are young He could also see that the two women deliberately approached Harold Johnson and made flattering gestures for the sole purpose of living a good life.
He really couldn’t imagine that those two women accepted their new fate so quickly?
Harold Johnson never thought that one day he would be able to live a life of food. Being served by slaves? He had never dared to think about it.
Aric clicked his tongue, "Oh, uncle, I think you will never be able to live without these two women."
"Isn't that better?!" Harold Johnson He breathed a long sigh of relief, opened his arms very naturally, put them on the shoulders of the two women, and looked at Arik with a wanton smile, showing his relaxation. "You see, how obedient they are. I should be their new master from now on."
"You have this power." Arik responded absently.
"You..." Harozov took a few bites of the wheat cakes handed to him by the woman and swallowed them happily, "Ah, Arik, you see there are many young women among these prisoners. They are everyone's trophies and should have been assigned to everyone as servants. You are the hero in the battle, and you can choose the most beautiful ones to be your servants, even...hehe..."
" What's wrong? Give me a few more children?"
"It seems you understand.. "Harozov suddenly became serious. He sat up straight, greeted the woman casually and continued to bake pancakes.
Then he stood up, approached Arik and sat down again, waving his hands to plan a beautiful scene.
“As you know, more than sixty of our brothers died in this battle. Our revenge is successful, but the price is actually not small. All those who died in the war were our brothers, and we all share a common ancestor. We Russians robbed a large amount of treasure and suffered a loss in strength. So..."
At this age, Haro Zuosen is the "elder" of the tribe and has the right to participate in high-level meetings of the tribe.
He slapped Ali Gram's young shoulders: "Child, don't underestimate yourself, you still have a task that needs to be completed in your life. "
"Huh? What is that? ”
“It’s just giving birth to a child. ”
“Ha! I thought it was such a great thing. ”
“That’s the most important thing! Arik, you need to have more sons, you see these young men, they have to have their own wives and have more boys. You always remember that boys grow up to be warriors, and only if we have more warriors can we, the Russians, continue to be strong. "
Hallo Zuosen's words sounded reasonable, but Arik still asked: "Soon our warriors will have the best weapons again, and any battle will give us an advantage." Maybe..."
"No! "Hallo Zuosen shook his head, "We still need a lot of boys and more warriors. Of course we need a lot of good weapons, and we need a population even more. Think about it, if this time we bring not 450 people, but 4,500 people. Why do we need to land in the south of the island? The army will directly attack the north of the island and wipe out the dissatisfaction of the entire Gotland Island. They will all be subdued as our servants. That is really the ultimate revenge. ”
Hearing this, Arik immediately had a wonderful dream.
He looked at the dancing flames and thought of everyone’s desperate fight in the fire last night.< /p>
Four thousand and five hundred warriors from the Ross tribe? Perhaps only the entire Siiya tribe alliance can gather so many people in one battle!
Arik's thinking was due to his narrow vision.
In the far east, it was not uncommon for hundreds of thousands of people from both sides to fight on a battlefield, but in the West, many large tribes were fighting. The population of the Frankish Kingdom is less than 100,000. In this era, the Frankish Kingdom, which governs all of Western Europe and most of Eastern Europe, has a maximum mobilization capacity of only about 150,000 troops, compared with 12 million. With such a huge population, it is really difficult to resist the invasion of foreign enemies with this small force.
The so-called 150,000 troops include only 30,000 to 40,000 troops from the king, and all other troops come from lords from various places. It is not unusual for so many people to gather together and spend half a year traveling.
In contrast, the powerful Dan.The Mai people could quickly assemble an army of 20,000 people.
Although the Siiya Tribe Alliance is much weaker, it is no problem to quickly gather 10,000 people.
After gathering, they collectively rowed boats in the sea, attacking the Frankish and British offshore areas at a speed of one hundred kilometers per day, and were more efficient than the cavalry.
After all, Harozov is a veteran. He is no longer young, and his aggressive and ruthless nature has been worn away too much. Now he has already simply realized the importance of population.
He hit Aric with words: "Why do you think our leader is a Melalen?"
"They are very powerful."
" Why are they strong?"
"Probably... their business is very developed. Their land can grow wheat, but we can't." "It's the population." Zui shook his head, "It's just that there are so many of them. Now I have an idea..."
As he spoke, he pointed at the two who were still making wheat cakes and secretly giving them to his daughter. The woman feeding, "I have fully understood that the two women are twenty-five years old, and as a woman they are still young. I just want to accept these two women, they are still servants and my wives and concubines." My only dream now is to have ten more sons before I die in battle or die of old age.”
“What?” Arik suddenly felt that the old guy next to him had made a mistake in the quantifier.
"How about ten sons? Is it a great plan?"
"This... plan is really great. I am just worried that your wife will suffer because of the two women." She was very angry."
"What's the matter?" Harozov shrugged, "What is the beauty of that aging woman? She is already a wrinkled old woman and can no longer give birth to a son for me. Now I have a chance, I want a new one. Don’t worry, they are just servants, and they will still be servants if they give birth to children. I will treat them equally."
" Listening."
"You are still too young, you should grow up quickly. You should choose one or two women from the captives to be your servants. It is good for you to follow my advice."
"Forget it. I only like my Peravina. Maybe when I reach your age, I have other ideas."
Harozov is indeed a veteran, he is in the castle Seeing the pitiful looks of the two women in the stone room, a feeling of pity came to my mind, and then this pity turned into a desire to possess them.
Not only because he is a man, but also because he has the power to claim it as his own, and he also has a deep understanding that if a woman who once gave birth to a child safely gave birth to a second child, it would almost never be difficult to give birth. exist. In fact, all Ross families do not reject such women. This image has even been made into a wood carving, becoming the god in charge of fertility and one of the incarnations of Freya, another great god.
After having a full meal, Harozov is willing to say something.A mess.
"Arick, I have asked you very clearly. What I just whispered to them besides you was all about asking about their life experience. They are also willing to explain their life experience."
"Oh? Who are they?"
"Of course they are Danes, two women abandoned by their parents. The man you killed who was fatter than a seal was their buyer. "
"In other words, they are servants themselves?"
"Yes." Harozov said seriously, "I will be their new master and give them and their children. Safe, I am touched by my decision, I am a kind person. They all gave birth to two children, but one of the boys died unexpectedly. Did you see the two little girls who were cooking porridge? They are the last survivors.
I have decided that they will be my servants and receive my protection at the cost of giving me more sons.
I will also give birth to their daughters. They will continue to be raised, but they will be the servants of my younger son Kanuf. Well...just like your brother Rurik has a servant named Rumia, my younger son can have two, haha. Maybe my youngest son can be a little better than Rurik in this matter."
Arik shook his head: "No... Kanuf is no match for Rurik. My son can just be a subordinate."
"Of course." Harozov glanced at the two little girls: "In ten years, the girls will grow up to be women. , my Kanuf also grew up. I thought my arrangement was merciful, and Kanuf would turn his two servants into wives. Maybe my plan to have ten sons was too crazy. Just cut it back, and when my hair and beard turn to the color of snow, I can see many grandchildren running around, and it will be worth my while!"
"Oh! Another great plan! . Haha, it depends on Kanuf’s luck and the abilities of the two girls.”
Of course a Ross man hopes to have more boys, and Arik is in this atmosphere. Growing up, he knew the gray color of many tribes.
For example, poor families are also very paranoid about giving birth to more boys. The most fundamental reason is that when boys grow up, they can attack other tribes with battle axes and plunder the enemy's wealth. Your family may become rich quickly.
For this reason, many newborn girls are abandoned by their parents simply because they will not invest important food in "daughters who lack a future".
Aric, he doesn’t think there’s anything wrong with what many parents do.
Everything is fate! Just like his father being killed by the Gotlanders, it was his father's fate. Now, fate has favored him, and he has achieved Arik's reputation with a big victory. It is also fate.
When the Russians were full, it was time for the prisoners to eat.
There is still some wheat left, prisonersThey made wheat cakes from wheat, and in addition to filling their own stomachs, the other thirty prisoners also had food to eat.
Harm an unarmed prisoner? If they were to be harmed, they would be left alone until now.
The Russians do not want their lives at all, and they are undoubtedly playing with them for no reason. Just like Harozov, a wise old guy, very rationally uses them as a strategic resource, even a little girl.
Many Russian families have committed too many sins over the decades. There is a small forest called the "Unlucky Forest", where the pine needles are covered with many weak corpses. The Russians threw many newborn baby girls and unsound baby boys here, praying that the souls of the babies would return to the earth and become part of Freya, the fertility god.
However, once the girl who was not abandoned and survived by chance grew up to be alive and kicking, the situation was completely different.
On weekdays, the daughter is asked to do housework, chop wood, and fish as much as she can. Once she reaches the age of twelve, she gets engaged, and her parents receive a considerable betrothal gift.
A few years later, the girls who had just grown up began to reincarnate their mothers again. Then it has nothing to do with her biological parents.
The two women were sensitive to what Arik and Harold Johnson discussed beside the campfire.
They tried their best to stuff wheat into their daughters' mouths, hoping that they could eat as much as possible tonight and not suffer too much in the future.
As for what they should do, they chose to absolutely cater to their new master and do their best to please them in order to gain as much benefit as possible.
This night, many young Rus warriors had relations with prisoners.
Some men choose a captive and promise her a so-called good future. Regardless of whether the woman accepts it or not, the romantic couple on the way back are settled! Of course things are not over yet. Such a man simply wants to make temporary things permanent!
In a short period of time, the forty captives who cooked all had their own "husbands".
In fact, that is a husband in the true sense!
Many of the Ross warriors who went south were in their early twenties, and the captured women were also of this age.
They went south to conquer the Gotlanders, and for this reason they sacrificed the opportunity to go to Novgorod to complete a man's lifelong event. They never expected that the opportunity to marry would be right there. In front of yourself?
Make them servants? No! She should be a real wife.
The captives were forced to have sex with Ross's men. Afterwards, they clearly felt the change in the men's attitudes.
These Russians suddenly became able to ask questions. As long as they were obedient, not only would they not be harmed, but they would also receive some care. For example, for many women who were wearing thin clothes, the so-called "husbands" actually put a thick leather coat on their bodies, saying "Don't let their women get cold". What's more, he personally feeds his "wife" wrapped in animal skins to eat wheat cakes.Eating dried fish, a servant actually accepted the service of his master? !
Suddenly, Stockholm Syndrome spreads on this beach, and they begin to try to accept the fact that they have changed from Gotlanders to Rus's new identity.
This night, Harozov felt that he was regaining his prominence on another battlefield. He seemed to be back to the age of twenty. Looking at the bright moon in the sky, tonight was really auspicious.
Harozov firmly believes that starting tonight, the two women will not only become obedient wives and concubines, but nine months later, the youngest son Kanuf will have two half-brothers.
Everything becomes beautiful.