Fordgen immediately remembered these two names. He pinched his beard and tasted it carefully: "Carlotta, Ella, very nice names, just like the faces of the two of you, very delicate. Even your faces
The ground is covered with mud, I can see your scenery. Carlotta, you have a gentle name, but you are like a wild little wolf, I like it very much. Oh, Carlotta, Ella,
You are saved. Now, take the leg of the cow and my people will heal you soon."
The sizzling barbecue was placed in front of the girl Carlotta. At this moment, all reason had been forgotten!
She began to eat wantonly, wanting to fill her entire stomach.
But deep down in her soul, she never accepted that she and her sister would have that fate - to be the wives of an ordinary businessman.
Carlotta is an ancient word from the ancient Germanic language. It is a feminine word that describes the strength of a man, although it is used to describe the virtuous and gentleness of a girl.
But as a sister, Carlotta knew that she could no longer be a woman who focused on family life in the future.
Both her parents and brothers died, and now the younger sister Ella can depend on each other.
Ella is another good name. It is the name of a goddess, which symbolizes the melting of ice and the coming of winter.
My sister has such a name precisely because she was born in winter. I have to say that my sister’s beautiful eyes and her docile personality really make people feel comfortable, just like naming her
The goddess "El".
It seems that the two sisters have been saved. Out of pursuit of profit, Fordegen intends to save more people.
Then plunder all the last bits of money from the refugees, and the last thing left behind is the refugees themselves.
Selling yourself to survive?
In difficult times, many mothers pray to Buddha roots to save their young children no matter what.
Vodgen responded in the affirmative and gathered more than 40 children of about six or seven years old among the refugees, both boys and girls.
It seems that these children will all become slaves of Fo Degan? In fact, this is not the case.
He felt that a group of children had little use value. In the final analysis, he was seeking money, so naturally he had to find a way to use a group of reliable laborers at a nearly low cost.
A group of women bought beef and sternly rejected Vordegen's decision.
There are more women who are willing to give everything just to survive.
Vordegen selected nearly thirty women who seemed to have some strength, and these people, together with their own children, would work as leather workers, but Vordegen would only pay for food that would not kill the hungry.
As for the more than 40 children, they are all a kind of commodity.
Isn't that guy Gould trying to find a way to collect all kinds of people from the Malaren market to transport them to the Russians as slaves? Throw all these children to him, and he can still make some money. Maybe he can do this
, Fodegen feels that his losses will not be much this year.
A large group of refugees ate the little beef they had.
A pile of miserable corpses were thrown into the woods without anyone to bury them.
There is another group of refugees who have been completely abandoned.
Sitting beside the crackling bonfire, Fordgen couldn't help but think of the thrilling things that happened during the day. He then looked at the grassland not far away, where the dotted bonfires were the Gran people's camp.
After he finished chewing the meat, he cursed the Glen people for their stinginess, then happily held the leather water bag and drank ale happily.
He was a little drunk and called the youngest girl.
"Ella, come here."
The girl just looked at Fordgen, and then her eyes were focused on her sister.
"Ella, be obedient and come here. How can you be disobedient?"
After all, Fordgen is not a big evil person. He just wants to play the role of a father and hold a cute gadget to soothe his thrilling heart.
However, Ella, who was full, rushed to her sister's side.
"Sister, I'm a little scared of that guy."
"Don't be afraid." Carlotta turned her face sideways and whispered, "We still have to seize the opportunity to escape."
At this time, Fordgen actually staggered over, making Ella tremble with fright and hug her sister's arm tightly.
A fat guy squatted down and looked at the frightened sisters.
"You've already called me Sir, why do you still think I'm a bad person? You two are mine. Carlotta, have you rested?" Fordegen showed concern.
"I..." the girl thought calmly, "I'm fine, sir."
"Very good." With that said, Fordegen slightly lifted up the girl's severely damaged skirt and showed her injured knee. "It's time to treat your injury. Carlotta, please bear with me."
Then he shouted: "Where is my mercenary captain?! Oakes, come here!"
"I'm here." Soon, a strong man wearing leather armor and carrying a half-eaten cow leg came.
Vordegen immediately pointed to the girl's injured leg: "Look, it's really dangerous. Osk, now is your time to work."
"Sir, do you want me to treat her injuries? Oh, you know, my methods will be very severe. I'm afraid your canary will be hurt to death."
"It's okay. This child has been walking with this kind of injury for many days. It must be God who gave her to me. She won't die." After saying that, Fodegen looked at Carlotta with a smile: "You can endure all pain.
,Right."
The girl didn't answer. Not answering was acquiescence.
"Start preparing, my captain."
The strong mercenary captain has his own way of treating trauma.
A soldier always faces various traumas. In an era when antibiotics did not exist, if the trauma was not treated in time, death was inevitable. In this era, there was no concept of bacteria, so there was no concept of alcohol sterilization. And alcohol, Viking
It is very difficult for people to craft ale with an alcohol content of ten degrees.
The mercenary captain, an old guy who licked blood from the tip of his knife, had all kinds of wounds under his leather armor, and some of the wounds had very serious flaky scars.
The man broke off a branch, peeled off the bark and threw it to the girl.
"Child, if you don't want to bite off your tongue, just bite it with your teeth."
Carlotta guessed the man's intention, hurriedly grabbed the stick and stuffed it into her mouth, then closed her eyes tightly.
Under Fordgen's gaze, the mercenary captain skillfully pulled out his meat-cutting dagger, and then tightly grasped the girl's slender calf with his left hand. He rubbed the blade against his leather armor a few times, and then carefully touched the tip of the knife.
The girl's severe wounds were revealed.
"Child, it will be very painful next. Be careful not to bite off your tongue."
Before Carlotta could react, the mercenary opened the lump on the girl's knee cleanly and completely.
At this time, Carlotta whined in pain, her body was shaking desperately, and her left leg kept kicking.
When the mercenary saw this, he hurriedly shouted: "Sir, hold her left foot down quickly."
After all, Fordgen was not a warrior. After being startled, he hurriedly held down the girl's legs.
There were no anesthetics, not even soothing herbs, and no disinfectants.
The mercenary was using the simplest and crudest method to drain the girl's pustule. Such an operation made the mercenary feel that a real man should remain calm. This happened to a child, but she didn't faint from the pain. It was really
A miracle.
The mercenary completely cut off the pustule, and he also tried his best to scrape out the pus and blood inside with the blade of a knife.
Until the pale tissue inside was exposed to the dim light of the campfire.
Fordgen's heart continued to beat wildly: "Is it all done?"
"No, my lord. You see, this is thank God for mercy. It seems that the child only had a serious scratch. She has no deeper wounds."
"Oh, so she has been rescued? She won't have any more fever?"
The mercenary shook his head as hard as he could, and then looked at the donor: "Sir, I'm sorry that your canary will have a scar that will last her whole life, and it will even make her walk a little crooked in the future. But if I don't do this, she will
Or he will die of fever."
"Do it quickly, I want her to live." At this point, Ford has no other choice.
After a while, the mercenary came with his red-hot sword, and then he placed it on the girl's rotting wound.
The moment the hot sword came into contact with the knee, in addition to a terrible squeaking sound, there was also the girl's almost uncontrollable trembling.
The crying sister Ella hugged her sister tightly and howled, while Carlotta almost chewed the wood into pieces.
The only way the mercenary can think of is this. His purpose is just to prevent the girl from dying of fever. What is the reality? The hot sword scorches the rotten tissue, which is equivalent to burning the bacteria to death, so that the blood will not enter the dirty blood.
Things and people will not die from sepsis.
Underneath the charred flesh was bright red tissue. The mercenary felt that the matter was done, so he inserted his sword into the dirt.
"Sir, it's okay. Next, just wash her legs and wrap them with a cloth."
"Is this enough?" Fodegen, who was in a state of shock, had not yet reacted.
"Yes, my lord. Your hope is that your canary will be safe."
Fordgen patted his belly and let out a long sigh. "Oh! Maybe I should go to the Gran tribe across the way, invite their priest over, and ask the priest to say a prayer to her."
"Forget it! Don't invite other people's priests. You should face the moon now and pay tribute to the Valkyrie in the sky." The mercenary shook his head and looked at the girl who still maintained her spirit even though her face was full of tears.
The mercenary reached out and took out the wooden stick from the girl's mouth and showed it to his sponsor.
"Look, she chewed the stick like this, and she can still look directly at us. Sir, I think something is wrong. Are you just planning to train her to be your wife and concubine?"
"Otherwise?" Fo Degen looked strange.
"Sir, maybe you can train her into a female warrior. After all, you saved her life, maybe she will be loyal to you."
Female warriors as guards? Fordegen had never thought about it. He immediately generously took out a gold coin from his pocket and put it into the hand of the mercenary captain, which really shocked people.
"Sir, I am touched by your kindness."
"Take it, this is your reward."
Carlotta's wound was bandaged. Miraculously, the pain she had endured before was now much less severe. Although it was still painful, she no longer had to suffer.
This night, in Fo Degen's big tent, the two sisters huddled on a piece of cowhide, and they were also covered with a piece of leather.
What does the future hold? Will it really be safe to travel to Mälaren?
Or, to be this man’s wife and concubine?
For a moment, Carlotta's spirit was shaken. But when she thought of the burning Ostara, she was still affected by the pain in her heart.
Revenge! I want revenge!
If you become a merchant's wife, you will not be able to take revenge, and you will even...
Carlotta estimated that the businessman was already very old, and she thought of some very terrible things.
Besides, the mercenary was the one who treated my leg injury. What does it have to do with the businessman?
Carlotta, even though she was sleeping in Fordgen's tent, holding her thin sister, she was still planning to escape.
It's finally dawn!
Even in May, the lowest temperatures at night in Northern Europe are terrifying.
This night, some hungry refugees lay down and never got up again.
Morning came, and some more bonfires were lit in Vodgen's camp.
When the two girls regained their energy, Fordgen was indeed a treat to them. For example, he gave them wheat cakes and beef.
As for the other refugees who were rounded up, each of them only had a small amount of beef or even cow offal to satisfy their hunger.
The Granites were already unpacking their tents and extinguishing the bonfires, and they were about to continue on their way.
Fodegen led a few mercenaries and walked straight to the camp over there.
He found the leader of the Gran people, but the leader was not very friendly towards this uninvited guest.
Because everyone in England saw what happened yesterday evening.
The leader spoke bluntly: "You criticized me for not being really kind, and so do you. I saw your people openly killing those refugees." After saying that, the leader also followed suit and spat.
Fordgen could only smile awkwardly: "My friend, when people are extremely hungry, they will even eat dirt! If I didn't use force last night, those guys could bite me alive!"
"Oh, that's great. Your fat body can just save those refugees, so you are really kind."
The leader's sarcasm was really harsh, and Fordgen smiled awkwardly: "That's all for yesterday. My friend, I'm still here to buy your cattle. Don't worry, I will still pay the price yesterday, but I hope you can
For the sake of past friendship, give me some fat cows."
"What are you going to do?" The leader became alert.
"I have the money to buy your cow!"
The leader's attitude was the same as yesterday, announcing that he would give Fo Degen three old cows this time, which made Fo Degen's veins pop out.
"Looking at the past relationship, I will only accept fifty silver coins. I am kind." The leader boasted.
"That's fine. I have gathered a group of refugees and I can send them to the Mellaren tribe. What about you? My friend? Are you sure you want to go to the Mellaren people and be neighbors with them?"
"Otherwise? Do I have a better choice?" The leader looked to the north and sighed: "At least our ancestors came from Hjärmalen. Maybe they don't like us as neighbors, Ford.
As you know, that guy declared that a large area is the territory of Melalen."
"Yes! I know. It's Olegin. He's a greedy man. He made me have to build a stronghold on the island."
"Do you trust him?" the leader asked deliberately.
"Me? I don't know, I didn't even deal with that man."
The leader continued to ask: "Do you think Olegin will stand up for the Ostara people?"
"Huh? Your question is very strange. Olegin is our leader, he will definitely..."
"Forget it!" the leader said bluntly: "For so many years, our tribes have been fighting against the Gotlanders who landed in Götaland. Ever since Olegin became the leader of the alliance, the Melalen people have been without help. Come on, Fo Degen, use your wise mind to think about it, are my words true?"
When Ford thought about it, this was indeed the truth.
The Melalen people did not help anymore, and as a result, the Ostara people became an active force for expansion and defense. Perhaps it was for this reason that they brought destruction to Ostara.
The leader continued: "The population of our Gran people is too small. In the past, we were not very worried when there were Ostara people. Now that we have lost our backer, we have also realized the true strength of the Danes, and the Malaren people are Greedy and lack of trustworthiness. We have no choice but to seek refuge with the Hjermalen people, at least they will not declare the entire lake to be theirs. Once we are settled, you are welcome to continue doing business with our tribe."
Listening to the leader's heartfelt words, Fo Degen really felt that he was indeed not the material to be a leader. In this case, since the other party showed goodwill, he should continue to be a businessman.
Fordegen returned with three old cows. When the Gran people were driving the herds of cattle, Fordegen also tried his best to place the refugees he had collected on his own carriage for the sake of speed. Click to follow the team of the Glens.
Fordegen was sitting in the best carriage. He wanted to personally escort his most valuable possessions, which was a box filled with gold and silver. Now, this box contained two crystal spherical ambers.
Where is the original owner of amber?
The two children, Carlotta and Ella, were also sitting on this carriage, specifically sitting on a large pile of cowhide.
By now, Fo Degen believed that he had conquered the two children, and all that was left was a few years of training.
"Gould, in a few years, when you see two beautiful canaries next to me, you will also be envious!"
Fo Degen has endless fantasies, and this is what he pursues. With a considerable amount of wealth and the company of two beautiful women, what else is there to pursue in life?
He sincerely planned to train his two children to be concubines, not servants.
He gave them no restraints at all.
There were no handcuffs or shackles, let alone ropes. The two children were completely free, because Fodegen believed that he had completely conquered their hearts.
Fordgen, that's what he thinks.
It's just that he simplified the problem.
As the mercenary captain said, Carlotta is not a canary, she is like a natural warrior, and a real warrior cannot be restrained.