The young mother was covered in sweat, and the strong contraction pain forced her to bite a piece of wood to endure it.
Rumia has stopped the work of all priests, and the temple has been temporarily closed.
Her life has reached an extremely critical moment. If she hadn't been holding Rurik's hand all the time, she would have even worried that she would be tortured to death.
Maybe a man should avoid this kind of thing. Rurik no longer cared so much, he needed to give Rumia comfort.
Who is the best midwife? Now Niya is here, and Rurik's sister-in-law Peravina and sister-in-law Lilia have also come to the palace to give poor Rumia some urgent help.
On the second floor of the palace, the distinguished people were in the living room. Rumia groaned in pain, enduring the pain that a woman must go through.
"Bear it a little longer! I can already see the child's head."
Niya's words made Rumia happy, but this was also the most painful stage.
Rurik knelt down next to her, and she could feel the pain in her finger bones as she squeezed his clenched hand.
I didn’t expect this girl to have so much strength!
"Okay! The child's head has come out. Work harder!"
"Work harder, it will come out soon!"
After that final With all her efforts, an extremely strange feeling of emptiness enveloped Rumia. She suddenly lay down and relaxed, and the stick she was biting fell off, leaving two lines of teeth marks on it.
At the same time, the child cried loudly again, and a lively little guy was born!
Niya took a closer look: "Huh? It's a girl."
"Girl?" Rurik turned his face sharply, "Is the child okay?"
"Listen to this cry, it's very energetic!" Niya was very experienced in delivering babies, so she ordered Rurik's group of wives and concubines on standby to do what they should do.
A steel knife has been carefully sterilized after being cooked in boiling water. Niya also washed her hands with soap, and then used it to cut off the umbilical cord...
Everything returned to happiness, washing The clean child looked red and wrinkled all over, and kept crying with his eyes closed.
Velika was born, just as Rurik wanted, she was a girl.
It is truly a privilege to succeed the high priest with this status.
She was placed in swaddling clothes, and the crying child stopped crying instantly when she was placed next to her mother.
Rumia is holding her child in her arms. How can she express her complete happiness in one word?
In just half a day, Rumia had followed her mother's instinct and began to nurse the child, and Rurik's last worry was of course gone.
The palace fell into joy, and the wealthy people of Rus were also happy.
Because this child was given a destiny before he was born - to be the successor of the old priest Vilia.
If there are still people who feel uncomfortable about Rumia, a deer herder, serving as the high priest of Rus,If it doesn't feel right, then it would be justifiable for this child to inherit the priesthood when he grows up.
Velika, Rurik’s first child, is also a complete saint!
For three days in a row, Rick stayed with Rumia, gratifying and comforting his woman, and occasionally teasing the child. When Otto broke in and wanted to hug his first granddaughter, he was simply pushed aside by Rurik. "Now that she is too weak, break her bones with your hug."
Although Otto gave up, this kind gaze was indispensable.
Otto still has a more important thing to do, which is to promote this first great event since Hanukkah to the entire Roseburg.
Just like the birth of Rurik, the old priests Vilia and Otto jointly created a campaign. Rurik is promoted as a child blessed by Odin, and this new born Velika is also indispensable!
Thousands of people began to gather at the two large ships standing on the coast. Otto stood on a high place and solemnly announced this to the people.
His gray beard hair could not hide his face, which was red with ecstasy.
He pointed to the sky and then to the sea, "Veliya has a successor! My Velika was born! She is a divine child, and she has also been blessed by Odin..."
People were cheering and laughing. Some were even secretly teasing Rurik that the boy was indeed a man. Others complained that their son’s brain was still a dull stone even though he was twelve years old. Rurik did what everyone else did. Father.
The days are getting longer and longer, and people who were once trapped in long nights and unable to work for long periods of time are now becoming increasingly busy.
A timber transportation route over the ice sea was essentially completed. After the daylight hours began to increase, a team transporting timber returned to Roseburg in about ten days.
When there is demand, there is an incentive to make money. Some men find that instead of looking for ferrets in the snowfield, it is better to go logging near Ellenburg. The local spruce is inferior to oak, but fortunately there is a large amount. Easy to find.
The Hotla family and their friends, as well as the entire Roseburg shipbuilding family, are constantly buzzing in their large and small workshops, and more than twenty ships of various sizes are being built.
Although most of them are still traditional paddle fishing boats, the shipbuilding industry is booming like never before.
Every industry is booming in Roseburg, and this city standing in the snow and ice is developing at a rapid pace.
Metallurgy, carpentry, pottery, charcoal making, shipbuilding, construction, wine making, winter fishing, leather, basic chemical industry and other work are all going on.
The production efficiency here may be high or low, but they all exist and have strong development trends.
The Principality of Rus is really an outlier in the Nordic Viking world. In other words, Rus under Rurik's rule is drifting away from the concept of Vikings.
At the same time, when the north is completely covered by ice and snow, the ice-free port of Narvik is ready to move.
In the core area of the Balmok tribe, Biyongni, who has made great military exploits, obtainedGreat prestige.
People who are eager to get rich and live a stable life have their eyes fixed on the British island.
Narvik Fjord is too close to the North Pole, and the local polar night lasts for at least half a month.
On dark and cold days, people can stay at home. Even though there are only a few offshore ice floes in the fjord, no one is willing to risk fishing.
The Balmok people even suspended the craft of boiling salt, waiting for the light to return.
Only on that day, when the Rus celebrated Hanukkah in fire towers and stone boats, the Balmoks also celebrated their own Hanukkah in their temples and altars.
The polar night was coming to an end soon. Taking advantage of the lingering excitement that the festival had just passed, the leader Magnute anxiously invited all the family leaders to gather in their council chambers to discuss important matters.
What does the leader want to say? Everyone can guess it.
This time people saw Biyongni, a brave young man, sitting in a key position, and knew that this boy would be ordered to visit Ross again this winter.
Someone shouted to Magnut first: "Brothers are planning to organize an army and go to Britain next year. The country called Northumbria is a big fat sheep. We should Try to cut the wool and enrich our lives."
"They are indeed weak. This time we will send more soldiers to rob their big cities."
"Especially. Their women!"
When someone said this, the whole audience laughed.
The happy Osten of Vashobi is not satisfied with simple robbery.
"Brothers, in my opinion, we are going to rob their wealth and women, and then why should we go back to the fjord? We Balmoks will occupy that place, and we have excellent land resources. Our wheat is what feeds us.”
Many family leaders are very interested in this proposal, and even Magnut is full of hope.
People discussed it with each other and quickly reached a consensus.
But Biyongni has something to say: "We may not be able to get a lot of land at once. We must force the king to admit our control of the land, otherwise there will be fighting."
I heard someone shouting, "Who is afraid of fighting?"
"No. I'm afraid of endless fighting."
"It doesn't matter, kill them all. If we don’t have enemies, we don’t have to be busy fighting.”
Biyongni shook his head, “Rurik of Rus knows them well. There is more than one country there. Once they know that we are killing on a large scale. They will unite to fight back. So we need to listen to the opinions of the Russians about entering Britain this year."
The Russians, everyone became rational after hearing this term.
No one denies that Rurik of Rus was both wise and brave, and Rus’s army must have been very powerful.
Some family leaders claim to be invincible because of their victory, but others feel that last year’s victory was veryRely on Rurik's command and those wonderful weapons.
They got into a discussion that even started to get heated.
Magnut coughed twice and appealed: "Of course we are all brave, and my son Rurik is equally brave."
Everyone shut up. Listen to what else the leader, who calls Rurik the Rusian his son, has planned.
It is natural in their culture to call a son-in-law a daughter-in-law, and Magnute is also complacent about this marriage.
"My Biyongni and Floki will visit Ross again, and this time I will send a large team with our salt, refined whale oil, and a sum of money Go to Ross."
"How many people do you plan to send?" asked a family leader.
"This...about a hundred people. Brothers are all here. You each send some people, and we organize a large delegation to visit Ross. And, the most important thing."
Magnut slapped his thigh violently, "We have to see how the construction of our big ship is going. Rurik won't lie. When the ice and snow melt, we can come back by boat."
This decision It's amazing. After discussing some details, everyone finally agreed.
But as for how many people to send, each family hopes that their cubs can successfully complete this trial and then go to Ross to see the world.
Twenty families sent at least their eldest son, and some Jianyong as well. While they gathered five hundred pounds of good salt and one hundred pounds of solidified whale oil, they also brought a batch of walrus tusks.
Magnut originally planned to organize an armed merchant group of one hundred people, but the number suddenly increased to three hundred!
Which family will take a step forward with a profitable plan?
No one doubted Biyongni as the leader of the business group, and the man "adventure madman" Modgen led the way. Everyone was not worried about getting lost at all, but just hoped to arrive as soon as possible.
But even if it is fast, the journey will take at least twenty days no matter what.
It’s not that the journey is too far, it’s entirely because the Balmoks lack reindeer to pull sleds.
A mere twenty strong and docile female reindeer pulled five cargo sleighs, while the others could only pull their own small sleighs, carrying a large amount of prepared food, with the belief that they would hunt to satisfy their hunger on the way. go ahead.
It was already mid-January, and Biyongni led the "army" of 300 people to finally start the ice and snow journey to the friendly country.
The people of Balmok cheered for the heroes of the expedition and looked forward to their return on the big ship belonging to the Balmok people.
As for a large ship transporting many people, each family has its own purpose. For example, some families plan to settle a son in Rus, hoping that this son will develop well.
After all, Balmok is a union of people, essentially a miniature tribal alliance. The major families gather together for common interests. Now that they have found new possibilities, some who lack strengthThe family spontaneously moved closer to the big tree of Ross.
This time Biyongni not only left with friendship, he also brought gifts for his sister, as well as a very crucial new plan to attack Britain.
Biyongni was very confident, thinking that his words could persuade Rurik to send troops, and then organize the coalition to make a big fortune.
This team dragged a large number of sleds and climbed the mountain on ice and snow.
The central mountain range of Scandinavia stretches from the North Pole to Oslo at the foot of the mountains in the south. Some of its places are peaks over 1,000 meters high, and some mountain passes are only 500 meters above sea level.
Although it is only 500 meters away, the strong wind on this mountain pass can be called a murderous knife.
Although Biyongni was very confident in his own people, he felt that they should all be as able to defeat him as he was. However, five men froze to death in their sleep during the night after crossing the mountain pass, or because they consumed too much energy and neglected to provide supplies.
Death cannot dispel people's desire for the future. They feel that the deceased did not withstand the test of Odin and the gods and died. The living people kneel down and pray to the sun and continue to move forward in the short daylight.
They entered the mountain glacier lake and moved along the glacier.
The glacier is a wonderful road, and the memory of the guide Modgen is also very exquisite.
After crossing the central mountain range, their group of nearly three hundred people trekked for another fifteen days!
During this period, a light snowfall lasted for nearly a week. As they advanced in the dim snow, the whole world was not only strange but even desolate and sad.
But the glacier guided the right path, and finally they arrived at the lake!
A group of black shadows suddenly appeared in the snow!
The Russians who were busy digging holes to catch seabass on the glacial lake were instinctively vigilant.
Seeing the people working on the lake pulling their sleds running away, this move really left Biyongni speechless.
"It seems they regard us as potential attackers." Modgen said.
"Maybe, they are obviously allies, maybe some people haven't reacted yet."
"What should I do? I will negotiate with them personally? Fisk Castle has been mentioned here, we The camp we’ve been to has become more prosperous, and I’m afraid they’ll forget us.”
Biyongni nodded, then took out another flag from his sack and handed it to Modgen.
"Hang on your spear and raise it to show your identity."
"This flag... Rurik gave it to you?" Mordgen looked at the white and blue The tattooed oar flag was a surprise.
"No, this is sewn at home, just to avoid misunderstandings."
Mo Degen was overjoyed and summoned a few brothers to go, while the others stood by.
The large-scale mission from the Balmoks surprised the winter hunters of Fort Fisk.
Continuing to walk south, Biyongni's team arrived at Elon Orawa Fort without any difficulty.
A lot of BaalThe Merks subconsciously thought that the fortress was Fort Ross!
This place is quite prosperous. Mechasta, the Kovin who was ordered to lead this place, resolved their misunderstanding and also entertained key guests including Biyongni.
They feasted on a whole fish feast, and the giant salmon they caught was an eye-opener for them.
Biyongni ate a mouthful of fish oil and was overjoyed that he no longer had to rely on two legs on his journey to Rossburg.
If these guys are allowed to continue eating and drinking in the territory they are responsible for, they will be impoverished.
It just so happened that a new batch of teams transporting wood was about to go south, and a small team transporting chromite ore was preparing to follow.
Elenburg has a lot of reindeer, and there is a traditional winter pasture nearby.
Biyongni and the others blended into the Russian mixed transport team. They were bathing in the winter sunshine on the vast ice sea, and rushed to Fort Ross in an extremely wonderful journey experience.
Finally, the huge Rossburg built on the mountain is right in front of you! It is the giant of ice and snow in the north, a vast and powerful city.
The Balmok men who first arrived here were shocked and envious. As for Biyoni, he was eager to see his sister Nolen, see Rurik, and see the Balmok people. big ship.
With his excellent eyesight, he suddenly noticed the ships placed on the beach. The towering black masts were indeed very conspicuous in the world of ice and snow.
"That is our ship? It must be so. Rurik, you really keep your promises."
Of course, he also shocked the huge number of ships anchored with the Russians. When the ice melts, whoever the Russian fleet wants to conquer will probably win easily.