Because of the "classic Nordic forest ax" made by the Vikings, the end of the ax blade was processed to deliberately extend and form a sharp spike, and the overall shape was hook-shaped.
Yes, the ax is designed like this so that it can be hung on the belt more stably, so that the oarsman's ax will not fall out easily on rough seas.
Otto soon saw these so-called valuable seizures, but the results were of course unsatisfactory.
"It's really bad. I thought I would find some gold, but it turned out to be just some trash made of bones and stones."
"Chief, at least we got five bows!" A bowman wished he could introduce the value of bows to the leader now.
Because although these bows are just made of ordinary oak, there are no real bow-making experts in Roseburg. Only people who own bows have heard about some bow care skills. Among the deer herders who are not allowed to be captured, there are some who know how to make them.
Bow man.
Otto didn't listen much. He ordered: "Since the bow is very important, keep them all. As for the other bones and stones, throw them away. But these two axes?!"
He knelt down and inspected the captured long-handled ax himself, and surprisingly saw several runes marked on it.
These letters are translated into Roman letters, which is "halafod".
"Halford, who is this person? He shouldn't be our blacksmith. No, is there something going on here?!"
Otto suddenly had an idea, and he shouted in the crowd: "Is there someone named Haralford, or someone named Haralfordson."
Because the tribe's tradition is obvious, there is no clear surname in the tribe. Some heads of families are too lazy to give their sons clear names, so they just add a suffix to their own names to give their sons, which means "son of so-and-so".
Otto yelled several times again. He didn't have much hope in response, because everything was just a possibility, but in the end, a young man strode towards Otto.
The young man said arrogantly: "Chief, I know Haralfordson."
"It's you! I know you, you are Kawei, the son of the blacksmith Clavarson."
"Yes, it's me, great leader. Thank you for remembering my name."
"Haha, of course, my child." Otto laughed and held up his bloody sword: "The hilt of my sword was decorated by your father. Of course I know you. I didn't expect you.
Not only have you grown up, but you have not continued to learn how to smelt iron in your father's blacksmith shop this winter, but you have actually become a brave hunter."
"Well..." the young man explained shyly: "Because my father needed a new hand-push blower, he needed at least one deerskin. He didn't want to buy it himself, so he ordered me to bring back at least one deerskin.
Skin."
"Ah! I see. Do you recognize our writing? Do you know who Haralfordson is?"
"Of course I know." The young man explained proudly: "My name is Kawei, my father's name is Karavason, my grandfather's name is Karava, and my grandfather's father's name is Harafordson."
"Is this true?!" Otto was shocked. Almost instantly he thought of another possibility, "Does that mean your grandfather's grandfather was called Haralford? I remember that your family has always been a professional in the tribe.
It's made of iron. Many of our axes come from your family. So..."
Otto picked up the trophy ax and handed it to young Kawei.
"Look, this probably came from your grandfather's grandfather."
Kawei looked at the inscription on the axe, and it was difficult for him to make a judgment. Because as a future professional blacksmith, he was very willing to engrave his name on the axe according to his own tradition. Because iron axes are important to people.
Produce tools and smelt ore into axes. Each ax can make a small profit, so engraving the name of the maker has the meaning of trademark and advertising.
In fact, the concept of Western trademarks was first developed by a group of blacksmiths and beer hall owners in Europe.
Otto did not expect the young man to answer immediately. He shook his head: "Anyway, there must be something fishy here. Because I learned from Priest Vilia that we had contact with many deer herders before entering our Roseburg. Maybe
, these axes were exchanged with us for deerskins and bearskins at that time.”
Thinking of this, Otto felt that the possibilities became very huge.
He turned around to check on the prisoners again, and suddenly saw an old man. Unfortunately, this old woman was already dying.
This man was hit in the chest by a collapsed wooden pole. After all, the bones of the elderly are fragile. Although there is no special change in the fur coat, this man actually had many broken ribs and injured his lungs.
If the old man's life could be saved according to the medical technology a thousand years from now, now she can only slowly wait for death.
Otto thought of many people, and he wanted to know something about the old woman before she died.
He first wiped the sword clean and put it back into its scabbard, then squatted in front of the old woman who might die at any time, and took the captured ax with his left hand.
"Tell me, why do you have such an axe?"
Otto asked this question in Norse, and he was very worried that these guys didn't understand his own language at all.
As a result, his question actually received a response from the old woman.
The old man responded feebly in stammering Norse: "I...I know who you are. Rus...Russians."
"You actually understand our language, very quickly. Your ax..."
"You are...you are hateful wolves." The old woman did not answer Otto's words at all. She was using her words to criticize Otto and his group for their barbarism while she was dying.
However, before she died, she still revealed a lot of meaningful information through her curses in Norse.
"You robbed our homes, killed our people, and took our deer. We fled far away, thinking we were safe."
"After all these years, you still attack us, kill our people, and steal our deer."
"I have been running away from you all my life, but I didn't expect to be killed by you."
"Damn Russians, don't be happy about this. You robbed our homes and killed our people. In the end... your homes will be destroyed and your people will die... This is... this is
The result of you beasts."
The old woman used her last breath to say something that sounded particularly jarring to Otto.
Before she died, she cursed that Rossburg would die at some point in the future.
Otto felt very uncomfortable. He basically believed that the dead old man was probably the leader of these deer herders, and that this man was actually related to the Ross tribe.
Otto didn't know the details of what happened decades ago. After all, tribes attacked the fjord where deer herders lived, and many deer herders abandoned their property and fled.
Perhaps the dead old woman was still a child at that time, so the other captives were descendants of this person.
Otto not only looked up, but saw the dazzling Northern Lights in the sky through the gaps in the forest.
A sense of desolation arose spontaneously, as if what the old woman said before she died was also spoken to the wandering Valkyries.