Chapter 207 The decision and kindness of the Gran people

When Ostara was attacked, more than seven hundred people fled into the forest.

Most of the refugees are women and children, but there are also some cowardly men, and there are even a group of loggers who have lived in cabins in the forest for a long time.

The refugees didn’t have much time to pack their belongings. They didn’t carry much food, and most of them didn’t even have cooking utensils.

All those who escaped gathered in the forest. A group of women with children elected some woodcutter in the forest as temporary leaders. Your home has been destroyed, where to go next?

After some discussion, many people proposed to go to the Melalen tribe.

Because everyone knows that the people of Melalen are the richest in the entire alliance! What's more, maybe when everyone arrives in Mellaren, the leader of the alliance will be furious because of the Danish attack, lead the army to counterattack, and the Ostara people can regain their lost home.

People fantasize about such results and constantly comfort themselves.

The reality is still cruel and difficult.

To go to the Mälaren Tribe, you must first get to the Hjälmälän Tribe, then get on the boat and cross the entire Lake Mälaren.

Among the refugees, some had some traveling expenses, and some had some daily necessities in their linen pockets.

More people have had their clothes worn out or their boots worn out during the multi-day trek.

Up to now, the leather boots of the two little girls were almost damaged.

After being let go by the Danes, the two sisters followed the path of their previous escape in search of their lost luggage.

When they found the linen bag lying in the grass, they regretfully found that the clay cooking utensil inside was broken. Anyway, there was still some oats in their pockets, but they could no longer cook the wheat and had to chew it dry.

Two children trekked alone in the dangerous woods.

Fortunately, there are two daggers in his pocket for self-defense. After all, they were both Vikings. The older sister broke off branches and used a dagger to cut out a sharp edge, which she used as a walking stick and a short spear for self-defense.

What they fear most is the wild beasts in the forest. Sister Suo Xing has not forgotten her ability to drill wood to make fire.

After two nights in the woods and walking an unknown amount of distance, they finally found the crowd that had gathered. By this time, the girl had run out of food, and the rest of the tribe was in even worse shape.

Those who have been left behind for too long are destined to die in the woods and become food for wolves or bears.

Even among the people who gathered, most continued to move forward purely with the will to survive. Some people have even eaten suspicious mushrooms, foaming at the mouth and twitching in public, and stopped moving after a while. Whether it's coma or death, others are really helpless.

The two children covered their heads with linen burqas. Their dirty appearance and many torn clothes completely concealed their identities.

Even the fleeing tribesmen couldn’t tell the difference between the two children.identity.

They have also been concealing their true identities, fearing that they would be controlled by the almost crazy tribesmen and plunder all the money from their linen pockets.

A small bag of money and the few remaining pieces of amber were what the sisters needed to save their lives after arriving at the Melalen tribe!

Now, the two children are sitting on the grass cuddling each other, waiting for the adults to take action.

After a crazy scramble, some people were indeed trampled to death on the spot, while others were seriously injured.

More people were too weak to grab even a little bit of cheese dregs.

The leader of the Gran people was still standing on the bullock cart, facing the still messy refugees and shouting: "You were our allies, and now we, the Gran people, have fulfilled our responsibilities as allies. . I give you a meal, and the rest is yours. I have done my best."

For a moment, the people who thought they had found a life-saving straw were panicked.

Those loggers, who relied on their physical strength and became the natural leaders of the refugee team, were the ones who ate the most during the fight.

Now these people hurriedly rushed to the arrogant leader of the Gran people and called: "Sir, we implore you, considering the past relationship, give us some more food. At least, Let us arrive at the dock of the Yermalen people safely."

The leader's attitude remained the same, "It seems that your leader has died in the battle, but you have turned your back on your own people. Why are you alive? Come on! Kill the coward!"

The leader can see that these guys are leaders, but he doesn't need them now. To put it coldly, except for the pretty young women among this group of refugees who can be incorporated into the tribe, why should the Gran people care about the lives and lives of the rest of them?

The woodcutter didn’t react at all, and even started to cry out, before he was stabbed to death on the spot with a spear by the Gran soldiers who were waiting for him.

The horrific scene was witnessed by other refugees.

The two sisters not far away saw the horrific scene of blood spurting and could not help but hug each other tightly.

"Sister, aren't these people allies? How could they..."

"Dear, don't cry and don't look. We will always be together."

After a while, there were about fifty warriors, with shields on their backs and swords and axes stuck in their belts.

They were ordered to walk into the group of refugees and immediately began to closely inspect all the refugees.

Soon, some young women were identified and taken away crying.

There were even some women holding their children, and they saw warriors ordering mothers to abandon their infant children, orThe young child was taken away by force. The mother, who couldn't bear the separation of her flesh and blood, held on to her child, and even worse, she opened her mouth and bit the warrior's hand.

The women who had just seen the bloody scene were deeply stimulated. Now, they are trying their best to protect their children. Even if they are taken away by the Gran people, they must take their children with them.

But the leader of the Gran people had no such intention.

The fifty strong warriors sent by the leader were ordered to identify young women and girls who were about to grow up among the refugees in a very short period of time.

The Gran people must take advantage of the warm period of summer to move to a new area and build a new settlement to survive the severe winter in the near future.

Tribal people don’t have much surplus food on hand, because almost all of them are herdsmen, and all their means of production are cattle and sheep on hand. On weekdays, their food mainly consists of dairy products and some wheat traded with the Malaren and Hjelmalen people. Cattle and sheep are forced to travel, so don’t expect them to still produce milk stably during this period.

Cattle and sheep are the basis for the survival of the tribe. For the sake of his tribe, the leader is reluctant to kill any cow to help all the Ostara people in trouble. Besides, even if cattle and sheep are slaughtered, the meat and blood will be supplied to their own tribe immediately.

Otherwise, it will be the Gran people who die.

The leader of the Gran people only plans to rescue some young women among the refugees and integrate them into his tribe. As for everyone else, they are not worth saving.

Now, the scene where the Gran warriors select refugees seems like a market for selecting slaves.

The two sisters who survived the disaster were still huddled together, they just hugged each other and didn't know what to do. They felt that the Grans were no longer allies and were almost the same as the Danes who had sneak attacks.

The sisters hope that this Granite will disappear quickly. In this way, with limited food, they can catch some bugs and even a marmot on the way, and they should be able to reach Yell. Maren tribe.

Everything is safe when we get there!

Finally, a Gran warrior noticed the two huddled children.

Although both of them wore linen hoods and tried their best to pretend they didn't exist, the hoods couldn't cover up the sisters' long golden hair.

The soldier stepped forward and lifted the linen cloth without warning.

"Two girls? Very good, a bigger girl." The soldier murmured to himself, and a big hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed his sister's chin.

The girl bared her teeth in pain, and her hot tears wetted the soldier's hands.

"You are a beautiful girl, and you are also very lucky. Come with us now."

The soldier wanted to drag his sister up, but at this moment, the sister rushed over and held her tight Hug my sister's waist. "No, you can't take her away."

At this moment, my sister was also struggling hard. In the crisis, she followed the soldier's hand and opened her mouth to bite.

"Ah!" the soldier screamed and subconsciously threw away the girl in his hand. Out of his fighting instinct, he raised his fist and was about to hit him.

Finally, when I saw the two girls hugging each other with their eyes closed, their fists relaxed.

The soldier covered his hand that added a line of teeth marks and said angrily: "Hey, girl, do you want to die here? I can save you, but I can't save your sister. Come with me now, Otherwise you will be eaten by wolves soon."

"No! We will die together. We will not be your slaves. You are not our allies at all like the Danes. "

My sister's words offended this soldier. He squatted down and gave his sister a slap in the face with a straight face, knocking him down completely on the grass.

"How dare you say such a thing, you are lucky that you are pretty. Giving you a slap is a warning, follow me now."

My sister lying on the grass with her face covered , completely showing his murderous eyes. The younger sister hurriedly threw herself next to her elder sister, but accidentally, her younger sister's body touched her elder sister's knee.

Who would have known that the girl’s right knee has become an untouchable place.

"Ah! It hurts!"

The girl screamed, and in pain, she gently lifted up her badly worn skirt, exposing her knees that were already dripping with water.

Seeing this scene, the warrior who originally wanted to take the girl away like a wild duck stopped completely.

He cursed and said: "What a stupid kid. Some beauties are just injured. We have no medicine to save you. Death will find you soon!"

Then , this soldier actually left.

The sister sitting on the grass gritted her teeth and pinched her right leg with both hands to relieve the pain in her knee. Seeing that the warrior had gone away, she tried her best to pretend that nothing was wrong, and tried her best to put on a gentle face to comfort her crying sister.

She wiped her sister's face: "It's okay, I'm okay. I said, we will never be separated."

"But, your knees."

"It's okay, I'm okay, we will be okay..."

Even my sister didn't expect that her injured knee actually started to bleed. This is not a good thing!

Although she doesn’t know the exact reason, the girl understands that some people’s wounds flow with foul-smelling pus. If they cannot receive timely treatment, the injured will soon become feverish all over and eventually die in pain.

This is septicemia caused by wound infection, and it is also the main cause of death for injured warriors after various tribal battles. Living on the southern border, both sisters knew the seriousness of this wound.

Now that things have happened, my sister is no longer afraid of death. She felt that she might not be able to reach the Yelmalen tribe. No matter what, her life might be lost, but at least she had to save her sister's life. If possible, it is best to entrust your sister to a kind person. In any case, you cannot be a slave.

The Granites selected more than forty people among the refugees, and the rest were abandoned by them.

Fordegen, a businessman who has been in the Gran camp, has been monitoring the actions of these guys.

By now, Fo Degen can no longer stand it.

He felt that the Gran people were completely interpreting what hypocrisy was.

Fo Degen took a few followers and approached the leader who was still standing proudly on the bullock cart.

"My leader, you should save all the refugees. I saw that you just dragged some young women over. Where are the others? You just watch them starve to death?"

The leader looked unconcerned.

Seeing that the other party was ignoring him, Fordgen gritted his teeth and called the leader by his name: "Oke! You are hypocritical. Do you think it is honorable to save some people? More Everyone is going to die! You are obviously capable of saving them."

The leader is not happy to be criticized like this.

The leader jumped out of the oxcart, his old face almost touching Fo Degen’s forehead. "You say I'm hypocritical? What do you know?!"

As he spoke, he spat Fu Degen in the face.

"You! As a leader, don't you want more tribes? You are now fully capable of taking in these Ostara refugees. After so many years, you are still willing to be the leader of a small tribe ?”

“You don’t understand anything at all!” the leader retorted angrily.

"I understand, you just don't save them. You have so many cattle and sheep, kill some to feed them. Your tribe will soon exceed a thousand people, don't you hope Do you have a greater voice in the alliance?"

"No, you still don't understand." The leader curled his lips and criticized: "We are also looking for new settlements, but we are not that kind. A lot of food. Why should I kill some cows to feed them? Many women’s husbands died in the war, so they should be buried! It’s already my greatest kindness. You actually said I was hypocritical? Well, Fo Degen, you are kind, come and save everyone.”

“I…” Fo Degen was stunned on the spot. live.

The leader continued to chase and fight: "Aren't you running away with us? Do you have food? If you have food, give it to the refugees and save everyone. Without food, how can you save them!" No, you reward them with the oxen you use to pull the cart."

At this moment, Fo Degen looked at the refugees sitting around. He was really unable to do what he wanted.

Fordgen calmed down and sighed: "I'm sorry, I'm just an ordinary businessman. Maybe only big businessmen can save them."

"You also know My friend, I thought you forgot that you are a businessman! Remember, you are just a businessman. I am different. I am a leader. I have to protect my people alive.Under certain conditions, let’s talk about saving others. ”

After calming down, Fo Degen thought for a moment. He thought that if there was a famine, he would definitely hoard food and give priority to feeding his family and servants. If there is a crisis, even if he is loyal

This is the reality.

Thinking about it, Fodegen estimated that if he were the leader of the Gran people, he would probably do something similar. The so-called "unfeeling" thing.