Chapter 424 Some people don't want to be human anymore
In the small tent, Olegin sat arrogantly. There were some oil lamps beside him, and the dancing flames illuminated his golden crown even more brilliantly.
Outside the tent, the only remaining soldiers in black are still guarding the safety of the past. They are already the last elite, and their partners have died in large numbers in battle. They are willing to continue to fight in the past, almost all because their dry linen bags are full. They have no faith.
, fighting only for money.
The arrogance of Olegin sitting in the tent concealed his worries.
I'm afraid that I can only use money to exchange for the continued support of my allies.
Soon, the dukes from various tribes got the news and came one after another. Olegin's son Karl had no choice but to return angrily because he did not find a suitable woman among the prisoners.
The fire burned more and more fiercely, but the flames must not burn to the coalition camp near the coast. After the war, the ecstatic spirits of the warriors from various tribes were quickly diluted by physical and mental exhaustion. After eating the captured food, many
The man was still there, curled up next to the fire and already sound asleep.
They are just ordinary warriors. In this battle, many of them grabbed some trophies before the flames became uncontrollable, such as small pottery bowls, cloth, iron knives, fishing nets, and other miscellaneous things. They are just ordinary people, and what they grabbed was not much.
Many ordinary daily necessities. Not to mention, these appliances themselves are also needed by everyone.
The warriors believed that the self-proclaimed leader would distribute the large amounts of loot to each tribe according to the pre-war contract. At that time, every warrior who survived until the end of the battle would receive a considerable amount of wealth.
Kalmar is the last battle! The coalition wins a complete victory!
Many brothers died, that was their fate!
The living people fell asleep peacefully one after another, because they felt that if they stayed here for two or three days at most, the army should return home with the loot.
Ordinary soldiers thought this way, and Olegin was still unable to notice that the morale of the army he had assembled had quietly turned into a deflated ball.
Soon, the tent became crowded, and the dukes of each tribe exuded a strong smell of sweat. They were even wearing chainmail, and their faces were full of joy after the harvest.
Olegin, however, had a majestic face, making the atmosphere very strange.
In fact, Otto and Rurik already knew everything through leaked messengers.
"My brothers, you are all here, and it seems that you have also grabbed a lot of loot."
The king spoke, but no one boasted about their rich harvest, because no one was a fool. Everyone knew that Olegin must have grabbed most of the coins, and Melalen was the biggest winner.
With everyone thinking this, Olegin simply explained this point directly: "My Melalen warriors discovered the enemy's treasury, and our army made a fortune. Such the most precious treasure, according to the contract, I have the right to distribute it."
In my hands. Therefore, all this silver is the wealth of my Melalen people."
As soon as these words came out, everyone present straightened their backs. Everyone felt incredible that Olegin would say such a thing.
"What? Are you stunned? Still don't understand what I say? I'm telling you, because I, the Melalen people, discovered this, and it is naturally my trophy."
No one was stunned at this time. No matter how much dirt there was in the ear holes, Olegin's announcement of "eating alone" shocked everyone.
In an instant, everyone stood up suddenly, and everyone pointed their fingers at Olegin and accused him of being ridiculous.
Originally, Wendelson of Hjälmalen felt that he was being manipulated by his allies, but now it seems that his suspicion is true.
The old guy Wenderson, who was always known for his calmness, stretched out his fingers and yelled: "Okay! Olegin, you let us Yermalen people fight to the death, and you took all the benefits?! It's not fair! Give it to me as promised! Where is our large amount of gold and silver?”
"That's right!" Even Oak from Gran jumped out and shouted: "Even if we send very few troops, we still have to give me silver coins."
The chicken thieves, the Granites, have almost suffered no losses in the battle so far. The key to this is not to rush to the front line rashly. You can grab some leftovers. Oak really knows that he has used too many names for the purpose of looting. The few people in his tribe fell apart in minutes.
Who is brave and who is a thief, couldn't Olegin see it?
Even the reckless Karl knew what kind of virtue the Gran people showed in this war.
The king suddenly became the target of many people, and every good-looking duke present was cursing in vicious words.
Olegin lived a long life, he expected this to happen, and made some plans. He was not angry, because these were within his calculations.
Unexpectedly, Karl is a huge variable.
In Karl's opinion, his father had made an arrangement that made him extremely satisfied. He suddenly pulled out his sword and pointed the arrow at the aggressive dukes.
In an instant, the dukes also drew their swords one after another, as if they were going to kill each other in the tent. This scene was so frightening that Ryuri pulled Carlotta and subconsciously got behind his father, fearing that a fight would actually splatter his face with blood. .
"What do you want to do? Do you want Mingqiang? To attack your king? Let me tell you, we Melalen warriors robbed these money with our lives. Aren't you also using your skills to capture prisoners, cattle and sheep? We Did the people of Mellaren ever ask for it from you? So why are you angry? All the silver coins are ours, that's fair."
"Bah! Is this fair? Olegin!" Wenderson, who was holding a somewhat curved iron sword, roared in a low voice: "Don't hide behind your son. Look at my sword. It became curved when I killed the enemy. We The Yelmalen people have made huge sacrifices, but they never expected to meet someone like you who goes back on your word."
"Yes!" Ungrif of Unclas echoed loudly: "Take out our money. Don't try to pretend to be ignorant. Everyone has seen that you Melalen grabbed a large number of boxes, which are full of gold and silver. "
It was impossible to convince everyone, and Olegin didn't want to talk nonsense. He stood up and complained in his heart that his son was too impulsive, so he pulled him away.
Olegin had a cracked old face, facing the swords of his allies, looking fearless.
"Don't talk nonsense now. It's natural to grab things based on your ability and keep them for yourself. I made a promise, and what I said was to distribute wealth after the war is over. Do you think the war is over?"
"It's over! It's all over! Kalma has been defeated, we should evacuate." Wenderson shouted.
"No! It's not over yet." Olegin had already sheathed his sword and approached his allies, "I learned that there is another silver castle in the east, which is already the territory of the Danes, and there are mountains of silver coins there! Brother Guys, are you just sticking to the little profit you have in front of you? Oh, is it the lake that limits your imagination? Follow me and continue south to conquer the silver fort. The silver coins there are huge wealth that we cannot spend in a hundred years. .All of you will become extremely rich! Think about it, the Danes are only that strong. We went south to kill those Danes and seize the silver mountain."
Hearing this, Wenderson's attitude was a little shaken: "You...you lied. If you don't give me money now, how can you guarantee it in the future? I don't care, I want to withdraw, and I want you to come up with the money, otherwise!"
"how?"
"If my soldiers don't get rewarded, they will leave on their own. Olegin, I understand, you want your brothers to continue to follow you south to fight the Danes! Where is your sincerity? Just making a promise? We have to
silver!"
Everyone's mood became restless again, and all they said was "we want cash."
But in the eyes of Otto and Rurik, the Malaren people were about to go back on their word. "Oh no, what I was worried about actually happened. If this Olegin breaks the contract, doesn't give me wheat after the war, or delays it.
Damn it, if that's the case, I really want to beat him up!" Rurik stared and thought about something big in his mind. His mind was deducing that he would lead the Russian army into Lake Mälaren to arm soldiers begging for wheat.
Although Rurik doesn't want to fight internally, some people don't want to be human anymore.
Originally, Olegin thought of marking a new combat target and attracting everyone with the "silver mountain", so that everyone would continue to work with him even if they could not get silver coins.
But he ignored that he clearly knew the facts about "Silver Castle", a Danish settlement in the south, from the servants and the killed merchants. How did other people know? And how could they conclude that there was really a silver mountain there? Retreat.
To put it another way, who knows whether the Melalen people who really got Silver Mountain Olegen ate alone.
Everyone was clamoring for silver coins, and everyone threatened that they couldn't get the silver coins. They all went back home. As for whether to recognize Olegin's family as the king in the future, then...
This was the threat of Wendelson of Yermalen, which suddenly made Olegin break into a cold sweat.
Before this, Olegin had nothing to fear. However, the private army he was so proud of, including the most elite 500 people, now only has more than 70 people left after the war. The loss of the new force that maintained his power was too serious.
, the greed he showed this time was also due to his repeated weighing, hoping that the money would be used to train a group of capable people to fill his private army.
For the time being, he knew that his power within the Melalen tribe was in an unprecedented crisis. Without the overwhelming military advantage, the wealthy businessmen of the tribe might jump out and elect a new leader.
The war against Kalmar was a complete victory, but strangely Olegin almost lost his power.
Continuing to hold on to money in a desperate situation will undoubtedly intensify conflicts.
At the time of the expedition, the Malaren Army had an overwhelming strength advantage, but now this advantage has been weakened too much.
The Hjelmalens, Onkras and Uppsalas all sent 500 troops. They were actually the backbone of the allies' troops. By stabilizing them, they naturally stabilized everyone. To say the least, those little
The tribe is like the Gran people. They are just there to support the scene. It is unrealistic to expect these people to go crazy and fight. These guys can't fight hard. Only when the wind goes down can they have the motivation to pound a few axes and grab the spoils of war.
I don’t want to suffer a loss when I’m there.
"Ten thousand silver coins. Each of you three has ten thousand silver coins. I will give it to you now. As long as you continue to follow me to attack the silver coins, there will be more money by then."
Ten thousand silver coins is really not a small amount, and the three Dukes suddenly stared.
But is this money considered a huge amount of money? Rurik leaned half out from behind his father and could only lament that a small lake really limits the vision of many people.
On the surface, Wenderson still remained angry, but in fact, his heart had softened.
Of course, it was only Wenderson who softened his mind.
Then a duke from a small tribe stood up and asked: "What about us? We also have 10,000 silver coins?"
After getting the negative answer, all the little dukes were furious.
"Are we not going to give you spoils of war because we have few troops? Then why should I fight for you? Do you think we are slaves? Quit! Let's go!" Oak, the Granite, put away his sword and said quickly
The gesture of breaking up unhappily.
Wenderson hurriedly grabbed the brother and said to Olegin: "At least the brothers must be paid according to the number of troops sent and higher than the market price of mercenaries! In my opinion, each soldier should be given fifty silver coins.
, we Yelmalun sent 500 troops, you should give me 25,000 silver coins."
"Hey! I support this!" Oak suddenly changed his face.
Olegin frowned: "It's too expensive, and recruiting mercenaries doesn't cost that much. Or do you think you are actually a kind of mercenary?"
"We are not mercenaries!" Wenderson said angrily, giving his own reasons: "Everyone understands that it is still the beginning for us to stand in Kalmar, but are you sure about attacking Silver Castle? At least we brothers are.
I am very worried. Brothers are too tired. If we continue to fight, we will only be wiped out. Brothers need to repair for a while. If you really give us so much money, at least I am willing to continue with you. Let's gather our strength and continue to fight.
that is."
Obviously, if we really follow Winderson's request and give each allied warrior fifty silver coins, it is absolutely impossible to give away all the money he has earned to them.
After all, it takes a month to recruit a group of desperadoes, and their salary is only ten silver coins. In reality? Based on Olegin's own experience, for the promised reward of two or three silver coins, a group of peasants brought their own weapons to serve as servants.
soldiers.
If Wenderson thought he had enough money to continue going south to try again, Ungreave of Unclas was deliberately making things difficult.
"You must give each of us 50,000 silver coins, and I will withdraw. Continuing southward will lead to death, and even this place is full of dangers."
Karl, who had suppressed his emotions at first, was furious again: "Old guy from Onkras, are you crazy? Fifty thousand silver coins, have you ever seen how high the boxes of five hundred pounds of silver coins are stacked in your life?
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Ungrieve shrugged: "I don't care, give me 50,000 silver coins, I must give an explanation to my people."
He just guessed that Olegin was reluctant to spend such a huge sum of money, and he had to go through the situation of Angklaas's army. Naturally, Angryv, as a duke, knew very well. Everyone was in a serious mood. Because they robbed a large number of cattle and sheep, the women
They were captured and eager to transport them back to their hometown. The soldiers were most desperate when they had nothing. Now, they urgently need to take the captured women back to be their wives, and continue to bring back the cattle and sheep to raise them carefully. They have bottles and cans,