. The first night gradually fell, and Rurik, who had personally participated in the labor and set an example, also ended his work of transporting fine wood parts.
Rurik did not help much during the entire afternoon of construction. Facing the so-called settlement that had turned into a huge construction site, he was full of hope for the future. But now, the scene of the construction site is really in a mess. Fela is unbearable!
He felt that there were scattered wooden workpieces that needed to be used everywhere. "At night, I should go and put them on and sleep? Anyway, the long boats have been pulled up."
A lot of bonfires After burning for an afternoon, the large number of extra branches naturally became excellent fuel. It was simply the heat from the bonfire that caused the ground near it to dry out.
A group of women from the gray squirrel tribe manage a group of pottery urns baked by the fire and cook the wheat inside. The action of making porridge lasted for a long time. When the afternoon work was over, the tired people got the reward they had dreamed of!
What people saw was that Rurik really did not break his promise. Everyone ate the cooked oatmeal, including some guys with big appetites, whose stomachs were full of mushy wheat. .
The following fishermen also landed in Rurik's new settlement, which is said to be named "Ellon Castle". They brought a catch, but unfortunately it wasn't much.
The fishermen expressed their regrets to Rurik one after another. Seeing the few herrings they sold at low prices, Rurik finally understood why his people had lacked the motivation to explore the north for a long time. The reason for co-writing is entirely because there are few fishery resources in this area. If the brothers can't catch more fish, why are they still wasting their time here?
But things are different now!
A fisherman in his fifties walked into Rurik in person. He was carrying a small rattan basket, which contained the so-called harvest of the whole day.
The old man claimed that he was also a warrior when he was young. He had been to Novgorod many times and even fought against the Gotlanders.
"Rurik, look at it, this is a gift from God. It's really bad, there are too few fish."
Rurik took the rattan basket in front of everyone, he felt uncomfortable How much was the portion? Because he knew the situation of other fishermen, he was mentally prepared before opening the lid.
As expected, there were less than ten herrings in it.
"Why are there... so few?"
"There are so few. It seems that this place is not a good place for fishing."
Rurik He didn’t think the situation was bad, because the Kovin people depended on catching river fish for a living, “You... maybe you and others should go up the river. The Kovin people caught a lot of fish in the river, and we are now The upper reaches of this river are full of hope."
"Forget it!" The old fisherman may have lost his sense of adventure because of his age: "Let the young people go. Rurik, I plan to go back. To be honest, I would rather go fishing in the south than waste time here."
"Are you really going to leave? ”
“Yes. "
"Okay, you can go back. I have only one request. "
Rurik thought for a while, and he gathered some of the fishermen who had landed. He first bought all their catch, and then said: "Go back and take me to question the people who stayed behind. Tell them that all is well with the construction of our northern settlements. But we need more supplies! As fishermen, you must catch as much as possible and transport it here as soon as possible. I also want you to bring a group of master carpenters to support my work, and I will reward you. ”
What Rurik said was all to obtain further supplies from the rear.
After all, it was the first night of landing, so he decided to spend the food he brought luxuriously. . However, this consumption will not last long. In the end, everyone will have to rely heavily on supplies from the rear, or fish and hunt desperately to get all the food they can eat from the local area.
Everyone can enjoy it freely. Salted wheat porridge, most people don't know that such good days can't last long.
A few people know their own food situation, and can't help but chat about food problems with their companions around the campfire.
What everyone talks about the most is the mine not far away in the east, especially Kawei and his group of children who are learning blacksmith work. They shoulder a very important responsibility.
The future arrangements were actually very clear. On the first day of landing, the entire team made some rest and preparations. Most of the people would rush to the mine early in the morning.
Fresh pine wood strips were thrown into the fire. , the wooden sticks first evaporated a large amount of water vapor, and then burned violently.
The rosin in the wooden sticks was burned and the flames jumped spectacularly. Enjoying the heat and baking, everyone. Everyone sitting around the campfire was very happy.
Undoubtedly, Mechasta, the leader of the Gray Squirrel tribe, was full of hope for the future. He felt that his tribe was fully valued by the Rus.
He moved closer to Rurik and offered a bunch of small fish that he had baked himself.
“Your gift? Rurik asked.
“Master, eat the flying fish you just exchanged with those fishermen. The fish was gutted and decapitated, and it was grilled according to our custom. ”
“Okay. "Smelling the aroma of herring meat, Rurik accepted the gift, and estimated that this person must have something important to discuss when he came over.
No, Mechasta spoke up.
p>“Master, are those houses under construction all given to my tribe? "
"Of course. "
"Oh, it would be great to live in a house like this. I know we must pay a price for this. "
Rurik suddenly cheered up: "You are very smart, of course you have to pay the price. ”
After that, his little finger pointed to the east, pointing to the looming hills under the starlight.
"You already know very well that I want your men to dig mines. Your men must dig mines, and some of them must learn to make iron tools. In the future, your tribe will no longer have to work hard to capture pine trees. Your tribe Just think that I make a living by smelting iron."
"This..." Mechasta's face became a little embarrassed.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Master, we are not that confident. Being a blacksmith requires a long time of learning, and I am not sure that my people can have that much confidence." Wisdom."
Is this humility? No! It's obviously just plain cowardice.
Rurik put on a delicate little face and stared into Mechasta's eyes: "You must learn to forge iron, because your people have tried it before. The mine is right in front of us, it's you The expedition dispatched discovered it."
"This...is indeed the case."
"So, you have a lot of responsibility for what happens next. I have to take revenge for attacking my servant. Now that you have become my servant, this is the end of the contest." Rurik reiterated his attitude. He was a young man, but his words shocked Mecha. Star broke into a sweat.
This is called giving someone a knife and me as a fish, even if the knife-holder is a little boy.
"Okay, we will try our best to learn how to blacksmith."
"That's okay. Let's take this opportunity to gather together and determine some things for the future."
A group of important people in the entire team gathered around the bonfire where Rurik was sitting. The most important person here was the leader of the Gray Squirrel Tribe, and what they were discussing was also about the future of the Gray Squirrel Tribe people
After eating, Rurik felt full of strength, and his body and mind, which should have been exhausted, were refreshed.
He stood in front of a group of people sitting like a kid.
He said: "Now, the settlement has been built. You old soldiers, know that this was our temporary camp after the battle last year, and this will be the permanent settlement from now on. What should I choose for it?" What’s the name? I think it’s called Ironburg.”
Many people already know this term. It was mentioned by the great leader Otto for the first time, and people all estimate that the settlement in the north will be named after it. This is named.
"Do you have any other opinions?"
First of all, the Russians have no objections. This kind of thing itself must be done according to the leader's wishes. The people below see Just leave it on.
Unexpectedly, Mechasta carefully explained his opinion. He knew that "Ailon" means iron in the Norse language, but simply calling it "Iron City" would not make the Gray Squirrel tribe happy. The permanent settlers felt satisfied.
After all, "grey squirrel" is what everyone has called themselves since ancient times!
Facing the sharp eyes of the Ross warriors, Mechasta suppressed his nervousness and said: "Master, I have only one hope. Please be sure to add us to the name of the settlement. The names of these people.”
"You? Did you name it a squirrel? Well, the squirrel in our language is called..."
"Let's use our language. It's called Orava."
Rurik thought for a while, but he did not deny it. After all, his future rule would require the support of this group of Kevin people. He must become the king of the ethnic group that speaks the same ancient Finnish language. In a sense, the Kewen people were among the first group of people to follow the dragon, so they naturally needed some preferential treatment, so as to serve as a benchmark to warn those new surrenders about the benefits of being loyal slaves.
"Okay, let's add Orava." As he spoke, Rurik raised his foot and stomped the ground three times. "I have decided that the settlement we are in will be called Ailon." Orava. What do you think of Mechasta?"
"Good name!"
Ryurik saw satisfaction at this scene. One has to think about how important a name is to a group.
The settlement has a new name, and its original meaning is "Iron Squirrel City".
The gray squirrel turned into an iron squirrel, which is a wonderful thing to think about.
Rather than saying this was a campfire meeting with everyone sitting around, it was more like Rurik’s one-man show.
He Rurik is the decision-maker, and others must revolve around him.
"Now that you have a name! Mechasta, I will give your people another request related to construction."
"Please give your orders, and we will perfect it." "Ryurik smiled lightly: "You will indeed do a good job. That is your strength. I ask your people to cut down big trees and build tall walls around the entire settlement. , and a detachable wooden door. "
"Is this... fighting for defense? Who is our enemy?" Mechasta became alert.
Rurik finally laughed out loud: "Don't worry, you are all my servants, and the wall is built for your self-protection. As for the enemy, who do you think it is? A hostile tribe? What? Maybe?”
“Who is it?”
“It’s a white bear!”
As soon as Rurik said this, The people sitting around burst into laughter with their sullen faces.
Many people laughed to tears and muttered that a mere white bear or wolf actually scared us into building a fence.
"Don't laugh! I said, build the wall, you must build it for me! I can't let the bears roam around in our settlement!"
For this Mechasta couldn't laugh. The Kovin people built mountain forts on hills or highlands, mainly to resist attacks from hostile tribes, and secondly to defend against wild beasts.
Rurik added: "I admire the mountain fortress you once built. In the end, we did not break it. It was you who surrendered."
Speaking of this matter, Many Rus warriors who had gone through that battle cast sharp glances, like a group of wild beasts trying to kill Mechasta.Eaten alive and skinned.
"Those things are in the past." Mechasta said cautiously, "I don't have any hatred towards you. I am your servant."
"Yes. . Things have indeed passed, and the two sides who were enemies in the past are now sitting together and talking about the future.”
Why does Rurik feel that his words are so hypocritical? Pooh! Hypocrisy is also relative, and for the winner, hypocrisy is not criticized.
After all, peace was restored between the two sides. Rurik did not want to abuse the surrenderers. He was worried that if excessive measures were taken, the unruly Kovin people would be forced to fight back.
They need to be respected, even if it is formal respect, they must know that as the future leader of Ross, they value them.
So, can Rurik star in a good show?
Of course there is.
Next, what Rurik discussed with everyone was nothing more than his sentiments about the fish resources in the rivers in the region, as well as his strong enthusiasm for the development of mines and timber resources.
He actually wanted to talk about fishing. The so-called real freshwater fish will not live in coastal areas that are neither salty nor salty. Even if there is only a little salinity, it is difficult for freshwater fish to survive.
The fishermen have not yet explored the depths of the river today. Some fishermen will leave early tomorrow morning, and a group must be determined to stay. A group of young fishermen (who served as elite soldiers during the war) learned that since the settlement was under construction, Rurik was giving good rewards to those who worked on the landing. Now that things are like this, why are you trying to fish for fish by chance? !
It is better to log in and go to Rurik to ask for a job. The kid will definitely arrange a job and then pay generously.
A group of fishermen are stuck with this attitude, and they will eventually realize their unique value.
As for Rurik, he took the opportunity to lead the tribesmen who participated in the battle to recall the war that took place here half a year ago. On the other hand, he told Mechasta that those who were killed The whereabouts of the Corvins.
Recalling the previous memories, the Russians present were talking and laughing, and their hands were gesturing with their crossbows to penetrate the enemy's body. Seeing their excitement, Mechasta couldn't help but laugh. They even felt that this was an insult to their own tribe.
What can we do? This time the Russians brought a lot of so-called steel-armed crossbows. What on earth were these terrible weapons used for? Are there other enemies here?
Or was it just that Rurik wanted to shoot the white bear and hunt for the precious bear skin?
Mechasta felt that his estimate was correct, otherwise Rurik would not have mentioned the bear deliberately. What those ferocious Russians said was true. The short and thick arrows fired by their crossbows were actually luxurious and sharp weapons. He believed that there would be no leather armor in this world that could protect him, unless his whole body was covered with iron plates, like the Southern Finn.The country called Rome that the storyteller claimed had armor that resembled fish scales, but each of those so-called fish scales was a real piece of iron!
It is perfect for hunting bears.