Now, the Latvian army in Riga is in disarray, and a strong force can easily defeat it.
Fisk's cavalry arrived here. He has this ability and may have this motive, but he showed a completely peaceful attitude for the sake of the overall situation.
It was a beautiful coincidence that I met the people from Spuyut, and it is this coincidence that can be greatly exploited.
The militiamen were still withdrawing in disorder, and well-dressed local nobles gathered one after another.
Fisk was wary of other people and only believed in the advice of his compatriot Spyut. He dismounted and negotiated further with these nobles through a local translator.
"I want to talk to your biggest leader." Fisk's request was very direct.
This request put many nobles in trouble. They looked at each other, and at the critical moment it was Spyut who explained it himself. "Boy, you still know nothing about Riga. There is no big leader in this place!"
"How can it be?"
"That's the fact. However, if you insist on saying it..." Spuyut pinched his waist proudly, "I am the war chief they elected."
"Ah? So you are already the boss of Riga?"
"No, but I have a certain amount of power. I am the chief they temporarily elected to deal with the war."
"Just to fight us?" Fisk heard this, and when he looked at these nobles, his attitude changed a bit, and his eyes became sharp.
"Don't be mean, it's all a misunderstanding. Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, the cavalry can enter Riga directly."
It seems that this is how it should develop next, but this is not what Fisker wants.
There is no supreme leader in Riga, which is a bizarre situation. So, these guys need a leader, just like a boy needs a father. Fisk has this kind of thinking. He feels that Riga is probably a land without a owner.
The Lord will be the Count of Saaremaa, the law enforcer of the South Baltic Sea, the great explorer, the old Russian Spyut.
The other party has even hinted that he has the ability to transform temporary power into permanent one.
Of course the cavalry had to enter Riga. According to the original plan, they were going to go straight to the beach and make a fortune digging for amber rough stones.
Unexpectedly meeting many local nobles in the current special method, Fisk came up with a plan.
He didn't think about why there was another group of Vikings here for the moment. It was obvious that these guys were in alliance with Spyut and provided valuable translators.
Behind him, the cavalry were still lined up neatly. The soldiers were on alert and could quickly launch a brutal pursuit of the evacuees after receiving the order. On the contrary, the waiting now became more and more boring.
Fisk could understand the mentality of his subordinates, so he pointed behind him deliberately: "Have you all seen it, Riga people? They are Russian cavalry, paid by the king himself, and are only loyal to the king's army. They are better than the soldiers you raise.
You must also be loyal, well-equipped and fearless, and each warrior has killed at least ten enemies. You'd better not anger them, otherwise the fire will burn your city to ashes."
He didn't know whether the translator explained truthfully. From the shocked faces of these guys, he could conclude that the intimidation effect was achieved.
Fisk mentioned the request again: "My people came from afar and never intended to kill people or steal goods in your territory, but brothers should not be left empty-handed." He made a deliberate gesture, "Give us enough food supplies, and I won't do anything else.
Don’t force it. Otherwise…food! Or war!”
The last request was a Norse vocabulary that the local nobles could fully understand. Obviously, although the other party was another group of Rus, they were probably real Rus in the sense of the word.
Some people "suddenly realized" that they were afraid that businessman Spuut had been pulling the strings from the beginning. The gang used rich goods to paralyze the Latvians in Riga, defrauded them of military command, and then joined forces with another group of accomplices.
There are also the Varangians in the Danish community. The Varangians are the Varangians, and whether they are subdivided into Danes or Rus, they are all one group.
So what if you feel you've been cheated?
The vast majority of Latvian village leaders, rich locals in Riga, were surrounded by the Varangians. The reason why these people did not wave the butcher knife was because of their past friendship, right?
A village leader put an end to his panic and hesitation and stepped forward: "Then, we should sit together and talk about our future over good wine and dinner. We... don't want war."
The interpreter explained very well, and Fisk nodded: "I do need a friendly meeting. Now, I need you nobles to make a commitment immediately. I have 700 soldiers under my command, and I want to give no one 200 pounds of food."
Therefore, the Russian cavalry demanded a total of 140,000 Roman pounds of grain, which, converted into a concept easily understood by Riga people, was 1,400 "sacks."
For the convenience of statistics and transportation, Riga, as the trading center of Latvia, also fully used the common weights and measures of the Vikings because of the settled Danes, and most of the dimensions for these calculations came from the definitions of the Roman Empire.
Bulk goods such as grain and a hundred pounds of oats were stuffed into a burlap bag and tied. In this way, the sack also became a unit of measurement.
Here, the Riga nobles were ashamed of the huge appetite of the cavalry. They all complained that this request was too outrageous. Unexpectedly, the two Varyag generals who were personally selected by them were now undoubtedly robbers.
"The request of the people who support us is just 1,400 sacks of food. Compared with war and death, are you reluctant to part with this food?" Sipuyut said.
At this moment, the Danish Stekander knew the current situation and stood completely on the side of the Russian allies. This old boy thought with his toes and knew that his community did not have the slightest bargaining power with the Russians. Fortunately, Denmark and the Russians
It's already in alliance status. Brothers can join if they can't defeat it. Now is the opportunity to act together with the Russians.
Stekander then warned the nobles in the Latvian dialect of Baltic: "We will not fight them anyway. I think that even if you have the opportunity to organize a large army, you will not have the slightest chance of winning. Just give them food,
There is no shame in buying peace. Besides, you have negotiated a price, and if there is trouble in the future, the Russians will help you fight."
What a joke! The battle ax is pressed against the neck. At this time, I am trying to persuade him, "Don't resist and buy peace with food." What kind of persuasion is this? It's clearly a threat.
"Reply quickly." Fisk urged.
Seeing that the nobles were still hesitant, they simply pretended to be indifferent: "In the worst case, we can get it ourselves, but it will cause unnecessary casualties. Listen, you are responsible for the deaths of those people."
Having said this, what should the nobles do? They all expressed their willingness to provide food.
"Very good. Within three days, we will see enough food. We have to enter the city of Riga to station ourselves. We will exercise restraint while waiting for the food. If we don't see the food, we will loot."
Seeing that Fisk was a man of five and six, Spyut did not want this junior to share his power, so he added: "Dear people, your villagers had better get out the food quickly.
You stay in the city during this time, and we will release you after we get the food. Don't worry, this is not a prison sentence."
As a result, the Ross Cavalry joined forces with Spute's pirate army. They had fought side by side in last year's war, and now they were willing to talk to each other about old times when they met.
Among the cavalry were flying bull-headed flags. These were the Ostara cavalry, and there were a lot of them. There were also a huge number of steppe people wearing iron masks, which was actually the largest number. In comparison, the real Ross cavalry only had six points.
one.
In any case, after completing the rendezvous, they became a group, and the number of troops on site swelled to nearly 1,200 people, with extremely high military literacy. If you include the non-combatants of the Danish community in Riga, a new force has arrived.
Riga's population has reached 2,000 people.
Just two thousand people? Many of the residents of Riga have intricate relationships with the Danish community, that is, business partners, in-laws and friends. It is this kind of relationship that Riga can open the door to the later Russian merchants, just because they are interested in Va
A good businessman has a good heart and good feelings.
This is exactly the case. It can be said that they themselves gave up their power, and the whole of Riga has completely turned into the territory of the Varangians. Now.
The entire Latvian tribe only has 30,000 people. With this population, it is no longer able to eliminate the influence of the Varyags, not to mention that he will not do so.
Because the local nobles had no backbone, they all supported appeasement out of self-preservation instincts, that is, handing over food to buy peace.
The cavalry lined up in a neat and orderly queue with great power. The warriors held their heads high and their horses strode with great strides, marching towards Riga in such a mighty manner. They showed unstoppable force but turned into a guard of honor on the surface. The refugees entrenched in Riga finally saw them.
The feared beings only felt that they were not vicious people when they really saw the faces of these cavalrymen.
The cavalry circled the riverside area and deliberately let the locals see the lineup. Firstly, it was to shock them, and secondly, it was to relieve the fear of the unknown.
This move worked very well. The nobles who were under house arrest saw the happy smiles of the people as if they were participating in a memorial ceremony. Their fear of the Russians disappeared, and the Russians did abide by their promises after arriving in their chosen garrison area.
Peace. They don't even harass local women, nor anyone. Riga people have not been violated, so how can they resist?
More good news is spreading like wildfire - there is no looting in the villages passed by Ross's cavalry, and all the refugees can go home and live their lives.
Is this true? At least they didn't loot in Riga.
The people began to withdraw again, hoping that those tribesmen who had not evacuated were safe and that such peace could continue. Ordinary people began to comfort themselves. There was already a Danish community in Riga, and it would be okay to have a Russian community in the future. There were even some smart people who wanted to
Friends spread the word that two groups of Varangians were stationed here, and the Semigalians would no longer be able to intrude.
So, what is the price?! In the short term, it is food. In the long term, it is the Latvians who have just entered the village alliance state who have to transfer their power and sovereignty.
The leaders of each village sent reliable messengers back to the village to collect food, and they themselves were banned. They had enough time to discuss how to make major discussions with the newly arrived Rus, and everyone on the other side had also gathered together.
Late at night, a relaxing drinking party.
"Cheers to our friendship!" Stekander raised the oak cup high and paid tribute to his friends who also believed in Odin.
He organized this Viking-style drinking party on behalf of the Danish community. People drank turbid ale, used knives to freely cut the meat of roasted sheep, and consolidated friendships while changing glasses.
At first, when Spyut claimed a Russian-Danish alliance, Stekander had some doubts, but now his doubts were gone.
Among the people sitting there was also a prairie nobleman from the far south. He had a strange appearance and a short stature. He had a distinctive big face and small eyes. Stekander naturally looked down upon the boy, but after learning that the Ross cavalry were all
The people trained by this prairie tribe were instantly impressed again.
Stekander didn't know the structure of the earth or the infinite breadth of the world. He felt that the Danish community he was in was approaching the end of the so-called human world in Midgard, and after all, he was still small.
Therefore, some fundamental problems should be solved immediately by seizing the opportunity.
Stekander hosted this reception, and behind him was the Danish community of thousands of people, shouldering the responsibility for the future of the entire community. But there was another very familiar face sitting here!
"Harold, how come you are with the Russians?" he asked.
Old Harold really didn't know how to find out, so he had no choice but to lower his head.
Fisk, who was blushing after drinking, was surprised: "Harold? Is there anyone named Harold here?"
"It's the guy next to you."
"He? He is Olaf, our friend."
"Bah, Olaf, he is Harold. Well, if your boy is willing to change his name to Olaf." Stekander glared at him again and recalled: "You take some young boys with you.
Chuang Tianxia, where are they? Are they all dead?"
"They are dead. They all died in the territory of the Polotsk people."
Originally, Fisk was a little nervous when the old guy talked about this. Hearing that this guy whose real name should be handed over to Harold said "They died on the territory of the Polotsk people", I had to admire this old guy's nonsense.
, and also lamented that such wise words actually took the overall situation into consideration. (After all, it was the Ross cavalry who hacked those boys to death. This was a misunderstanding.)
"Those Polotsk people are murderers? That's true. They also detained our caravan, took away the supplies, and drove away the people." The slightly drunk Stekander was indignant and his beard was trembling.
Old Harold would not be stupid enough to tell the truth. Anyway, everyone would be happy if the villain was labeled as a Polotsk by him.
"Friend, everything has changed now. Our young war chief Fisk has conquered Polotsk. Those guys will belong to Russia in the future. If anyone blocks our ship and asks for tolls, or even kills and steals goods, it will be over."
"He? Young?!"
Fiske had laughed and said nothing, but now he had to explain. He stroked his sweaty red bald head with one hand: "To be honest, I am twenty-three years old."
"Incredible, you seem to be forty years old."
"Uncle, you are wrong. I cut off my hair on purpose. It is very important to cut my hair cleanly. If I don't take good care of it, I will soon have thick hair, which is not good."
"Your hobby? It's very interesting." Spuyut now fully understood that the boy's "bald" nickname came from this hobby and not from the speculation of a skin disease.
Taking this opportunity, he started to talk about business: "I heard that Rus and Denmark have formed an alliance. The descendants of the Stonewall tribe have obtained the highest power. Is this true? I want to confirm one more thing."
"It's absolutely true." Fisk said very simply, his eyes full of sincerity.
"So, what do we do? I mean, this community is all Danish, and there are a lot of mixed-race kids with at least one Danish parent. Where do we go from here?"
"Perhaps you can return to Zealand. Ragnar, the new Danish king, built a big city called Copenhagen there. This year, the Danes living in our Rus will also return home one after another. It is the time for Denmark to employ people. Your return
Maybe it can be reused by them."
Listen, a young cavalry general talked about this insight. Fisk is right, but it is not in the interests of the Danish community in Riga. A very simple reason is that it is too far away from Denmark and the Rus' power is right in front of us.
Stekander drank a large glass of ale in public, and after a loud belch, he raised his chest in particular: "I am the leader of the community! I don't want to return to Denmark with my whole family! I want to meet King Rus in person.
, I hope that the entire community will join Ross! I hope that we will always be brothers of the same race in the future.”
His declaration was unexpected by Fisk and Spuyut! However, if you think about it carefully, a very powerful force appeared in Riga, and even went crazy and attacked from two directions, which further reflects the strength of this force.
We are all Vikings and share the commonality of worshiping the strong. Bald Fisk and Earl Spuyut of Saaremaa Island are related by blood to King Rus. After all, they are all from the same blood tribe. In addition, Austrian who attended the meeting
In Svalgard of the Principality of Stara, its duchess or female leader is one of the wives of King Rus. Prairie Gotzal is a noble, and her clan sister is another wife of King Rus.
Stekander is a smart man. When he realizes that his new friends are closely related to the King of Rus far in the north, how can he let go of this golden opportunity?
He asked for surrender, a request that Spruit and Fisk really wanted.
And his thoughts don’t stop there: “What do you think of Riga? What do you think of this generation of Latvians living in it?”
Siput, who has lived here for a while, finally no longer has to hide his ambitions: "In my opinion, this place needs to be brought under the rule of Ross."
Fiske's original plan was just to establish business contacts with Riga, and of course the eventual occupation of Riga was also part of his future plan. He never expected that the local people in Riga were so bad, and the truly powerful people were already thinking about joining in. Such an opportunity would be missed.
?"I also support your decision." He said.
Everyone present supported Stekander's proposal. At that time, everyone would continue to pursue traditional Nordic democracy, and Riga would become a free port in the northern world, but the ownership would be in the hands of Ross. This was the result of everyone's final discussion, and the final question was
Here comes – who will govern Riga on behalf of Rus?
You don’t have to think about the answer! As the first Russian nobleman, Spuyut has experienced many battles and is well-informed. His first fiefdom is the island of Saaremaa, guarding the exit of the Gulf of Riga. It can be said that the people here can fish from the ocean.
We had to look at Spuyut's face. His title was still hereditary, and his eldest son with the first right of succession was in Riga.
Is there anyone who has more authority over the city of Riga than Spuut on behalf of Rus? There is no one at the moment.
Everyone chose to support Spuyut, but the old guy was also very particular about his words: "This is the best. We will convince those nobles to give up control of Riga, and even convince them to collectively annex Ross. But, do I really have the right?
, and I need to report to the king after it is stable. When the king declares that I have this power, my family will be the master of Riga, and I will move here again."