Chapter 266 Kewen Wars 7: The Grey Squirrel Tribe Under the Threat
The Covin man who led the way, Woima Kashad, not only escaped while the guards were not paying attention, but even stole some wheat cakes and dried meat as food during the escape.
He escaped into the snow nest using the village buildings as cover, and then hid in the snow to observe the battle between the Rus people and the powerful Salmon Lord tribe from a distance.
In this guide's concept, the Salmon Lord Tribe was warlike and willing to fight because of its large population. As a last resort, the Gray Squirrel Tribe built a low wall on the border and even passively strengthened the wall to protect the village. Without these facilities, I am afraid that the Gray Squirrel Tribe would
The squirrel tribe has long since disappeared.
Voyma Kashad was happy to see the Russians launching an offensive. Both sides were enemies, and it was best for them to lose both sides!
The development of the situation was as he expected, and the next result was completely beyond his imagination.
Hidden, he deliberately waited for a result. As a result, he saw from a distance a large number of strong men wearing helmets, escorting a large number of short people wearing animal skins, and a large number of people who were obviously women, moving down the hill.
"Damn it! Are the Ross people so strong?! How can your Salmon Lord tribe be so invincible?!"
All the surviving tribesmen of the old enemy Salmon Lord must have become captives of the Rus and became slaves.
The old enemy was probably completely destroyed, but Voyma Kashad was not happy at all.
Because the Varangians to which the Russians belong are greedy guys. Friends in the south have long criticized that Varangians from all walks of life always attack their territory, capturing wild boars, brown bears, and deer.
their tribesmen.
Taking advantage of the darkness, the solemn-looking Woima Kashad had no intention of lingering anymore, and fled far away towards his hometown.
He dug a snow pit in the snow in the forest as his shelter. He did not have the ability to light a bonfire, and even if he had the ability, he would not dare to actually light a fire.
He broke off a branch and polished a sharp spearhead, using it as a weapon and as his own "Kewen", which was a marching stick. After all, as a Kewen man, it was most appropriate to carry a short spear while traveling.
Now, no wild beast can bring fear to him. Only the Russians! The most ferocious beast must have had to run away when facing the Russians.
Woima Kashad struggled through the cold night, and the subsequent trek became even more difficult. He had to speed up in order to enter the low wall built by his tribe in the shortest possible time and meet the tribesmen who deliberately stayed at the low wall for a long time.
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A lone traveler walked for a full day and a half relying on limited food. He finally met his own tribe, even though the tribesmen regarded him as a deliberately offensive hostile force and attracted an arrow in his arm.
It has to be said that the penetrating power of bone arrow clusters on thick leather is really bad.
Woima Kashad's arrow wound was very shallow, and he did not bleed much, so there was no need to worry about fever caused by infection.
Two full days after his escape, the wall of the village finally appeared in front of his eyes. However, it seems that this wall, which gave the tribesmen a strong sense of security, may not be able to withstand the offensive of the Russians.
Woima Kashad didn't know how the Rus broke through the wall of the Salmon Lord tribe, but they succeeded.
Maybe the defenses of these walls are no longer that effective.
He was full of ideas. After being escorted into the village, he announced to all the watching tribesmen the fact that a powerful Varyag people had invaded.
Originally, the tribesmen were inquiring about the expedition team, but as a result, the leader of the expedition team returned alone and in an extremely embarrassed state, with all the horrible news on his lips.
The happy tribesmen quickly panicked.
Because everyone believes that this guy Woima Kashad will not talk nonsense.
The bad news reached the leader's ears before he himself did.
The leader Mechasta, according to the local language, the leader's name is "Hunter".
The reality is that this Mechasta is an excellent hunter. He is the son of the old leader. As the old leader died of wound infection caused by an injury while hunting a brown bear, the thirty-year-old Mechasta became the old leader.
The only son, he killed the violent brown bear with an obsidian short spear, and was elected as the new leader by his tribe.
Compared with the weak gray squirrel tribe, people need a brave person to lead them.
However, besides being brave, this Mechasta always wanted to do some new tricks. So he tattooed his face with some black mottled stripes. Through his strange appearance, he felt that he had been blessed by some mysterious power.
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Of course, by smearing mud on your face or directly tattooing it, you can most likely deceive your prey.
After all, squirrels are smart animals, and wild deer and argali are not stupid either. A hunter needs a little camouflage.
Compared with his dead father, this leader is really aware of the three main reasons for his tribe's disadvantage: small population, lack of iron tools, and lack of domestic livestock.
He felt that it was his lifelong responsibility to try his best to eliminate the disadvantages of the tribe.
When he heard that Woima Kashad was back, the young leader was overjoyed.
However, only one person returned, and a piece of hellish bad news.
"What? The Varangians are attacking?!"
"Chief, that's what he said." The messenger, who was kneeling on one knee, reported.
"Where is that guy?"
"He's right outside the cabin."
"Let him in!"
Sitting on a wooden chair made of brown bear skin (the bear that killed his father), Mechasta tried his best to remain worried, but his heart was beating like a drum.
Feeling that it was a disgrace to his mission, Voyma Kashad knelt down on the ground of the semi-underground wooden house with a bang as soon as he entered the house, crying hoarsely about his past experiences.
Mechasta couldn't hear clearly at all. He suddenly shouted: "Calm down first! Tell me, where are the others?"
"Them! They are all dead!" Voima Kashad knelt straight, showing his face washed by tears.
To be honest, Mechasta has never seen such a miserable expression among his men.
However, his words were really unconvincing. Not only Mechasta, but all the tribesmen present felt that the matter must be very complicated.
Voyma Kashad first tried his best to remain calm and described his successful past, and then complained hoarsely about everything the Russians had done.
"Wait? The Russians? Who are they? They are the Varangians? I thought you had successfully connected with those people in the distant mountains to the west and further to the west. How did you encounter the Russians?"
Mechasta here just can't distinguish the relationship between the Rus and the Varyags, but he knows that there is a Balmok tribe in the far west (the Norwegians in Narvik Port). The locals own ore and know better.
Smelting iron. He pinned his hopes on the expedition he sent out, either to attack the deer herders to plunder their supplies, or to find the Balmok tribe and exchange their leather for some iron.
Voyma Kashad said angrily: "The Rus are the Varyags! They are exactly the same. They attacked our old enemy a few days ago, those guys who caught salmon. The salmon guys are already dead. I think
Until they capture the remaining women, and then..."
"Then what?" Mechasta stretched out his head and asked with wide eyes.
"Those women were humiliated and then all killed."
From Woima Kashad's eyes, Mechasta could not see any doubt that he was lying. This subordinate of his had obviously encountered too many terrible things, and he was completely frightened.
Mechasta was still a little skeptical: "Okay, I believe you, those Russians are Varangians. But since they are Varangians, why do they kill the prisoners? Don't they want women?"
Although Voyma Kashad felt that his lie was not logically tenable, because everyone had learned that the Varyags' attacks on their southern friends had always been to plunder treasures and capture people as slaves.
But the Russians are absolutely greedy, and they will expand their victory.
Woima Kashad's attitude was extremely determined: "Chief! They are a group of crazy enemies! Now that all the Salmon Guys are dead, the next target is us, followed by our friends in the southeast. Maybe we should give up.
The past disputes, because the target of the Russian people is all of us Kewen people."
"You..." Mechasta trembled all over. Because his men's words were too bizarre, he felt more and more that something was wrong.
At this time, a man standing in the wooden house said: "Chief, what he said is so amazing. Varyags? At least in my more than 20 years of life, I have never seen a Varyag."
Someone else echoed: "Yeah! Is Voyma Kashad making excuses for the failed expedition? That's fifty brothers! Our tribe lost fifty men!"
When he thought of this, Mechasta suddenly realized that the mission he had given to Voyma Kashad was a complete failure.
Not only did the risky move he approved fail, but the combat effectiveness of the tribe was also greatly weakened. Because the entire tribe now has less than 150 men who can be armed to fight. Even if some young women are mobilized, how many will there be in the end?
Putting aside the concerns of the Varangians in advance, when Mechasta thought that his tribe had been severely weakened, he was so angry that he raised his big foot and knocked down Voyma Kashad who reported the news.
"Damn, I can't just listen to your words. Varangians? I don't care whether they are real or not, but you came back alone, and the remaining fifty brothers were simply killed by the Varangians?"
Woimakshad staggered up and roared in grief and anger. The roar was like a wolf's howl. Then he stood up, as if he had no intention of estimating his superiority or inferiority, although the entire tribe did not have such a clear concept of superiority and inferiority.
He rushed over, and when Mechasta was defenseless, he grabbed his neck and shouted against the opponent's tattooed head: "We have no time! The Russian army armed with iron is already on the way to attack.
.I insist until now just to report the news to the tribe! My expedition team was completely wiped out, I can die! But, our tribe is going to be doomed! And you are still hesitating here?!"
Mechasta was taken aback; he had never been so offended before.
Woima Kashad was quickly pulled away, kicked hard several times, and then pushed to the ground.
"Chief, this trash must die! Fifty of our brothers have died, and someone must be responsible."
"No!" Mechasta flatly refused, "Now, I am willing to believe that what he said is true. I advise you to believe it too."
The suppressed Woima Kashad was very grateful. Although his face was on the ground, he still shouted: "We must be ready! Send someone to tell our friends! I heard the leader of Ross say with my own ears
, we must eliminate all the Covin people. Only if we unite can we defeat the enemy."
"Is this true?!" Mechasta stepped forward and asked.
"It's absolutely true. We must take precautions! Please believe me. If the enemy still doesn't show up after a few days, you can naturally kill me. I will never run away!"
Mechasta nodded and motioned to his men to release the guy.
The sudden vicious situation shocked the entire gray squirrel tribe.
After learning of the death of a family member who participated in the expedition, their relatives cried and cried. The father and brother of the deceased decided to take up arms for revenge.
All tribal men chose to stand up and defend their homes.
Everyone is never afraid of fighting, because in daily life, the battle with the salmon lord tribe never stops. What's more, many times, the tribe's hunters also conflict with the tribes upstream of the river.
The various Kewen tribes are never monolithic. Only when a powerful enemy invades can they possibly unite.
Because of this bad news, the winter life of the gray squirrel tribe was completely disrupted. Originally, everyone could feel much relieved during winter, because the enemy tribe would never be stupid enough to cause trouble in such a season.
The Varangians are the legendary enemies. They came with the purpose of killing all the Kovin people.
Although everyone didn't know why they were just catching squirrels in the forest and provoked the distant Varyag people. After all, the war was coming, and all the gray squirrel tribe members united under the iron sword of their young leader.
At this critical moment, the tribesmen can only hope that their heroes will bring victory.
What cannot be denied is that Woima Kashad's crazy escape actually gave the Gray Squirrel tribe a very critical time to prepare for the battle.
The leader Mechasta thought for a while that since the Rus, that is, the Varyags, their purpose is to destroy their own tribe, for this purpose the enemy will definitely attack at all costs. The enemy will definitely attack the tribe’s walls crazily, just by
It is difficult to defeat the enemy with your own strength, so the tribe relies heavily on the protection of the wall.
Secondly, the tribe needs reinforcements!
Just to the southeast of the Gray Squirrel tribe, there are five Kovin villages, each with a population of only five to six hundred people.
The reality is this. There are only 50,000 to 60,000 local people living in Finland.
The total population of the Kovin people is less than 5,000. That's it. Their population is still highly dispersed. But this is not surprising, because the Kovin people are a relatively young ethnic group. They are a group of people who broke away from the southern Finns.
.They went north in pursuit of furs. Their motivation for migrating was completely consistent with the reason why the Russians on the other side of the bay moved north to settle. Moreover, when they moved north, they took the initiative to attack the deer herders, and their behavior was also surprisingly consistent.
Mechasta sent some messengers to order them to drive on reindeer sleighs as quickly as possible along the frozen river to the allied tribes.
Yes, the gray squirrel tribe raises more than fifty reindeer, all of which were snatched from deer herders in previous years and further bred and cultivated.
Mechasta believed that the tribes in the southeast would send reinforcements, but he could not pin his victory entirely on the reinforcements. Moreover, Mechasta could rationally believe that he would be rescued, but the human heart was hard to torture, so maybe
When those guys learn that the Varangians are attacking, they will first flee with their tribesmen. After all, the world is a big place, and the fleeing tribesmen are just going to open new settlements.
Can't the gray squirrel tribe also escape?
Mechasta chose to refuse, and decided to fight the enemy to the death with his sorrowful and angry tribesmen.
Because what Mechasta advertised was that the expedition team was killed by the Varangians, and almost all the small families in the tribe had members die. This was the hatred of the entire tribe, and no one was willing to flee.
After all, Voyma Kashad was the leader of the expedition, and he must bear some responsibility for the fact that the entire army was annihilated. Mechasta did not kill him, but locked him in a cellar and imprisoned him.
Even so, Woima Kashad was satisfied, the war alarm finally turned into war mobilization, and the gray squirrel tribe took action! Even a large number of boys were organized.
The gray squirrel tribe began to strengthen the walls of their villages. Due to the special climate, they had their own magical tricks.
Underneath the snow is hard frozen soil, so relying on a stone shovel for digging would be too injurious to the tools. Also, because the limited iron tools are precious, it consumes iron power to dig the soil, and no one is willing to do this kind of thing.
They at least excavated the snow and piled a large amount of snow in front of the tribe's wall made of mixed stones and wood. The snow was getting more and more, so if there was a side profile, the tribe's wall had turned into a vertical cross-section.
outer right triangle.
The snow was deliberately compacted after being accumulated. According to Mechasta's requirements, the solid snow must be able to ensure that a man can slide from the top to the bottom of the wall without being pressed into a depression.
Thanks to the mobilization of everyone, the job became not difficult.
The wall was made smooth. This was the trick that Mechasta came up with. In order to make it smoother, he also organized the women of the tribe to boil snow water. The snow water was boiled into warm water and poured directly on the snow pile outside the wall.
In two days, the gray squirrel apparently built himself an ice castle!
The leader sent people to conduct experiments, and the results proved that no one can climb this ice slide by relying on their own abilities, even with a dagger.
The wall is like this, and the two gates of the "Ice Castle" have also been reinforced. If the enemy attacks the gate, the Gray Squirrel tribe has prepared a large number of wood blocks and stones, and they can block the city gate in a short time. Theoretically, the city gate will be more
solid.
With such a defense, it is only a passive defense.
Mechasta sent people with a batch of wolf dung and charcoal blocks to guard the low fence at the border of the territory.
The purpose of the sentry is only one, to light up the smoke when a man wearing a metal helmet appears. Mechasta also learned this warning trick from his friends in the south. The Finns saw the Varyag ships docking.
The sentries lit the smoke, and the settlements in the interior hurriedly evacuated to avoid the disaster.
Although he had never tried it before, Mechasta decided to try this trick.
The Varangian army will definitely come. This is a certainty.