Chapter 618 Leaving

The Balmoks had no doubt about the victory of their expedition. Now the brave Biyongni was back. The messengers sent by the heads of various families brought back the gold and silver vessels plundered from Britain as tokens. The ship immediately announced a great victory, and even called Magnute, who was promoted to king.

The Balmok people, they all dream of a warm land. They were not born wild warriors, but were forced by the harsh living environment and had to rely on their barbaric bodies to survive. But the cost is very huge. A large number of babies die every year, forcing women to keep giving birth, and many women die from dystocia.

They couldn't compete with the people of Bergen, so they settled in the fjords further north. The opportunity to leave this ghost place finally came!

The entire fjord fell into joy. Britain was described by the returnees as a land filled with fragrance. They claimed that the wild pastures could support sheep as big as cattle. In order to highlight the wealth of Britain, the describer's boast became more and more intense. It was so bizarre that the people not only did not doubt it, but their minds flew directly to Britain following the describer's words.

Geiger of Washobi also returned. As soon as this boy arrived at the farm, he immediately summoned all the people, men, women, old and young, to gather together. Even the women taken from Northumbria in last year's war.

In the world of the Vikings, these women were indeed not hungry. They had all given birth and started agricultural work similar to their lives in their hometown. However, they still retained their faith, and they were surprised by My Viking "husband" didn't object either.

Magdalene actually became the Valkyrie? A new god was born here at Washoeby Farm. It is said that these Northumbrian women always prayed for the blessing of Magdalene when giving birth, and thanked the Virgin afterwards. The overly simple Vikings took it for granted that this god was definitely not as noble as Freya. She must also be a Valkyrie who blessed women. Belief in her could ensure women's safe childbirth, so this belief became very necessary.

The women were ecstatic to learn that the entire farm was going to immigrate to Britain instead to Northumbria. The hatred of the Vikings in many women's hearts disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by longing for their homeland in Northumbria. Look at these Vikings again. They will no longer be strangers.

But they have no idea that the large-scale immigration that the Balmoks are about to launch is not to integrate into Northumbria, but to replace them locally. They didn't even know that tens of thousands of people died in Britain in the war that just ended.

On the third day after the ship returned, the Washobi packed up their belongings, took more than a hundred sheep and some reserved meat, and took twelve long boats to start the adventure of risking everything. Immigration Voyage.

More than a hundred boats were traveling with them. This wave of nearly 3,000 Balmok men, women and children took advantage of the autumn sea breeze and rushed due south.

And this is just the beginning.

Rurik in Balmok peopleThe territory was stranded for five days. Since many people wanted to immigrate, a batch of valuables could not be taken away. She took advantage of the situation and purchased a batch of useful items at a low price.

Perhaps their large-scale immigration operation is not a good thing for Ross. The departure of a group of capable laborers directly leads to the shortage of people in Balmok's hometown? To make matters worse, the political core of Balmok has moved to York, and the people stranded there lack a commander!

Rurik saw this clearly, so it didn’t matter, he started to make some arrangements.

Rurik could have withdrawn as soon as he arrived, but he spent a little more time to make a key call.

Not everyone is willing to leave their hometown, they are willing to stay for various reasons. Rurik paid attention to such a group of people. He worried a group of men and announced an obvious fact to them.

"King of York, your old leader Magnute has decided that Nolen, my wife is the Countess of Balmok, and our children will inherit this title. People who are willing to stay, Don't worry, we Russians will always be your brothers, and I will be your trustworthy supporter. You continue to make salt, and we Russians will continue to provide you with wheat and other supplies. I promise you that I will bring you this winter. With Nolen's return, a trade road across the mountains will be stabilized, and we will exchange what we have."

In fact, they don't really need a lord. They generally admire Rurik, the young hero of Rus. . They showed great enthusiasm, and many men who decided to stay in the local area announced that if the Duke of Ross mobilized for war, they would take up arms to help the Ross people fight. No! In other words, fighting for common interests.

They do not need to rule their own lords, but they need a hero and a strong backer to guarantee their own safety.

After a large number of people leave the fjord, who can be sure that the Bergen people will not covet the north? Despite the alliance with Rus, a large number of people immigrated to Britain, and the remaining people may no longer be safe.

Unless the Russians are really willing to run the organization.

Rurik did not hide his desire to rule at all, and Biyongni not only did not question this, but also strongly supported it.

This is his half-brother, his sister’s husband, and he swore an oath to Odin together.

Byongni now owns the territory of Britain. Wouldn’t it be very appropriate for the descendants of Rurik and Noren to own their former lands?

The cool sea breeze sweeps over the low offshore mounds and flows into the fjord from the north.

Three thousand able-bodied men seized the opportunity to start a vigorous immigration operation, and served as navigators with brothers who had been to the Northumbria coast. No one is worried about this voyage, and they will put all their enthusiasm for the good things in their future life into action.

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The fjord has also become colder, and next year, the cold conditions will only worsen.

The other purpose of Biyongni's return home this time was to pick up his mother, and the servants and belongings were also packed into the big ship and taken away.

On a calm night, a large number of oil lamps were lit in the longhouse for the last time.

The old lady Yingbjorg has a kind face. Now that her tribe has won the victory and her husband has become the king, her personal status has also risen.

She praised the war with all kinds of beautiful words, and also praised Rurik of Rus for being really her good son-in-law.

In this room, Biyongni was quite relieved to hear it, but what about the sudden depression.

"Ah, we have to leave this bitter cold place forever. Rurik, if you think there is still value here, then consider it valuable." Biyongni sighed casually.

Rurik did not expect this person to sigh like this, so he deliberately asked: "It is a bitter cold place, so you don't miss it?"

"What is there to miss? . If we had the chance before, we would have left long ago."

"So decisive?" "I am different from you." Biyongni turned his face. His face was full of determination: "You are also immigrating. Obviously, you can't forget your hometown. We have our own ways of living. You can take this fjord. You are an excellent leader. If the people who stay here follow You are also a blessing to them. However, they are all weak and need your protection."

Weak? Shouldn't it? Some people just love home.

Rurik didn’t argue at all, and he was secretly happy.

Yingbjorg cleared his throat: "Hey. The Britain you two are talking about is really warm enough."

"It's very warm, and the land is most suitable for growing wheat. " Biyongni emphasized.

"That's great." The old woman patted her clothes and understood clearly what she meant by getting on the boat and leaving.

Biyongni added: "Three thousand people have left recently, and the Washebi has been abandoned. A group of people who are slow to prepare will also leave with my big ship. Next year, more people will also leave. We have to leave. Maybe there will be less than 4,000 people left in the end. By the way, there is one thing I can guarantee."

"About salt. I keep my word as we brothers. From now on, we will trade every year, including wheat and other goods. I know that this is not the case with salt. Problem. "

To be honest, Rurik is really worried that this contract will collapse due to the situation. It would be completely unrealistic to obtain two thousand pounds of good salt a year if we only relied on the handful of artificial salt we decided to keep.

"That's great." Rurik nodded calmly, "Same, about those Tevastian women."

"Oh! If you don't tell me, I've forgotten! There are still five hundred women I want to bring back."

"Exactly.Bring them back here this winter. Aren’t there still a group of people who will immigrate next spring? Don't worry, your ship will take them just in time. "

Biyongni felt very comfortable, and couldn't help but sigh: "You have to trek in the ice and snow, it will be a difficult snowy road. "

"Don't worry about this, I plan to take Nolen with me during the winter trip. Brother, those powerful family leaders left with their families, and Nolen became the most noble person in this fjord. Maybe the people who remain will not fully support me, but I believe they will all support Nolen. "

"So, is she ready to be a mother? Biyongni breathed a sigh of relief full of hope: "I think there's still a lot of time left." ”

“That’s right. "

"You two should hurry up. Yingbjorg urged with a smile: "No one will really support a woman as a leader unless she gives birth to a son who can inherit the business." Just like people worship the Valkyrie because the Valkyrie is Odin's attendant. Rurik, you have to take the initiative in this matter. "

"Me? Well..." What else can Rurik say, he can only make a fuss. Just like Noren, if you want to be a mother, you should wait for three years...

But the one who was kidnapped by him The time for Mary, the princess of Mercia, was basically ripe.

Because of that skillful princess, Rurik, as a boy, felt that his masculinity was in crisis for the first time, and he wished he could get more from Oland. Dig some oysters.

This night is Biyoni's last night at home, until tomorrow, there will be a new wave of immigrants.

By then there will be a new wave of immigrants. All the human priests will leave. After tomorrow, the most elite people in the entire fjord will land in Britain in more than ten days.

This is the mobility and powerful action of the Vikings. , which drives them to do things so quickly. Secondly, if they don't leave tomorrow, they will have to wait until next year. If possible, who doesn't want to spend the winter in a warm place, just in terms of climate, Narvik Port is adjacent? In the Arctic Circle, the environment without seeing the sun for a whole month in winter is too harsh.

Since they want to evacuate, should he follow suit?

Rurik thought about which area he was targeting. The propaganda against the people who are determined to stay has ended, and he can't control how the people discuss it.

Time is here, and he really can't waste it anymore.

Even if we set out tomorrow, Rurik is prepared for the worst-case scenario - the Avlora has no choice but to leave. Stopping at the sea crossroads of Tombstone Island.

This night, Rurik slept in the leader’s longhouse. It was obvious that the ownership of this longhouse would be his in the future.

Since the previous "Family Conversation" mentioned that Nolen ruled the Balmok people's hometown as a noble, Rurik thought of the poor princess Mary.

This Latin-speaking noblewoman is two to three years older than Rurik, or she herself is slightly vague about her personal birthday. It doesn't matter, Rurik still has an advantage in terms of height, but in other aspects...

Prince Mary is deliberately plain in her dress, just for the sake of being low-key. It is this simplicity that makes her look like a slave.

She was pulled into the inner bedroom of the long house, and was immediately pressed onto the soft leather mat by Rurik. She kept yelling that it was too sudden and she was not ready, just...

Rurik spoke while breathing heavily, his words were quite serious: "You... have a lot of ideas. I knew it from the beginning. , you want to become a mother early, and then take revenge on your father's kingdom. You are such a despicable woman, you actually killed your own father, even though the man was a defeated villain, I want to teach you a lesson! ”

Is this a lesson? Princess Mary's mind was getting more and more confused. She was actually very comfortable, and her mouth was missing a door.

"What kind of princess? I am a lowly woman... I am the product of an affair, so Wiglaf hates me. But if the scandal spreads, Mercia will be disgraced..."

She intended to continue complaining, but Rurik stopped immediately.

It was only then that she realized her stupidity and suddenly stiffened. Rurik even felt the woman's strong fear.

"You? Not the real princess?"

"Ah! I..."

"Say!" Rurik put his face close to her , one hand was stuck on his neck and he slowly tightened it: "Does anyone else know about this?"

"No...no. Spare me! Spare me..."

"Does Aynred of Northumbria know? Do other nobles know?"

"They don't know. Wiglaf told me about this before he died. So... ...I killed him. It turns out that everything that happened to me was caused by this, wuwuwu..."

She cried so hard that Rurik shook off the tears on his hands.

A strong ox continues to plow the field in vain.

Maybe this is true, maybe it's false. But it has to be fake!

Rurik's intensity became stronger, and he continued to shout in Latin: "It's all Wiglaf's conspiracy. He is forcing you to kill him, and then making you feel guilty. You belong to Mercia Princess, you will give birth to the real king of Mercia next year. When you return to Ross, you will obey my orders and do nothing stupid. Otherwise, I will really believe your description."

Yes, she herself is not sure whether Wiglaf’s words are true or false, the only thing that can be trusted isWhat's more, I'm lucky that I haven't become a slave now, so what else can I hope for?

Prince Mary, who was suffering from seasickness, had just rested for a few days, and was taught by Rurik that her legs were sore when walking. This can be regarded as a threat to a subjugated noble, making her understand that the days when she can still eat enough food are actually charity from the conqueror.

Ryurik kept silent, but the way he looked at Mary after she exposed herself became a little strange. Once he had been sympathetic, but now Mary was indeed just an excellent tool to use. In other words, he is almost a servant who comes to do whatever he wants.

A new day, a new immigration operation begins again.

The priests of Balmok performed a ceremony on the shore, sacrificed a batch of catch to the sea god, and boarded the sailing ship Balmok with joy.

Rurik did not need to delay, and quickly boarded the Avrora with his entourage. When he saw the immigration group rowing the long boats starting to move, he also ordered the sails to be raised in the strong north wind.

As someone shouted "weigh anchor", the final arduous voyage began.