The Balmoks had no doubts about the victory of their expedition. Now that the brave Biyoni had returned, messengers sent back by the heads of various families brought with them the gold and silver vessels plundered from Britain as tokens. As soon as they got off the ship, they
A call from Magnute who declared a great victory and was even promoted to king.
The Balmoks all dream of a warm land. They are not born wild warriors, but are forced by the harsh living environment and have to rely on their barbaric bodies to survive. The price is very huge.
A large number of babies die every year, forcing women to keep giving birth, and many women die from dystocia.
They couldn't compete with the people of Bergen, so they settled in the fjords further north. The chance to leave this ghost place finally came!
The entire fjord fell into joy, and Britain was described by the returnees as a land filled with fragrance, claiming that the wild grass could support sheep as big as cattle. In order to highlight Britain's wealth, the describer's boasts became more and more bizarre, and the people not only did not doubt
, but their minds have flown directly to Britain following the describer's mouth.
Geiger of Washoby also returned. As soon as this boy arrived at the farm, he immediately summoned all the people, men, women, old and young, to gather together. Even the women who had been kidnapped from Northumbria during last year's war.
In the world of the Vikings, these women are indeed not hungry. They have all given birth and started agricultural work similar to their lives in their hometown. However, they still retain their faith, and they are surprised that their Viking "husbands"
"I don't object to it either.
Magdalene actually became the Valkyrie? A new deity was born here at Washoeby Farm. It is said that these Northumbrian women always prayed for Magdalene's blessing when they gave birth, and thanked the Virgin afterwards. Too simple.
The Vikings took it for granted that this god was definitely not as noble as Freya. She must also be a Valkyrie who blessed women. Belief in her could ensure women's safe childbirth, so this belief became very necessary.
These women were overjoyed to learn that the entire farm was going to immigrate to Britain instead of Northumbria. Many of the women's hatred of the Vikings instantly dissipated in their hearts, replaced by a love for their homeland of Northumbria.
Miss you. Look at these Vikings again. They will no longer be strangers.
But they had no idea that the great immigration that the Balmoks were about to launch was not to integrate into Northumbria, but to replace them there. They also didn't know that tens of thousands of people had died in Britain in the war that had just ended.
On only the third day after the ship returned, the Washobi packed up their belongings, took more than a hundred sheep and some reserved meat, and boarded twelve long ships to embark on a risk-all immigration voyage.
Accompanying them were more than a hundred boats. This wave of nearly three thousand Balmok men, women, and children took advantage of the autumn sea breeze and headed due south.
And this is just the beginning.
Rurik stayed in the territory of the Balmoks for five days. Since many people wanted to immigrate, she couldn't take a batch of soft goods with her, so she took advantage of the situation and purchased a batch of useful items at a low price.
Maybe their large-scale immigration operation was not a good thing for Ross. The departure of a group of capable laborers directly led to the shortage of people in Balmok's hometown? What's worse is that the political core of Balmok has moved to York, and the people who are stranded in the local area lack a commander.
!
Rurik saw this clearly, so it didn't matter, he started to make some arrangements.
Rurik could have withdrawn as soon as he arrived, but he spent a little more time to make a key call.
Not everyone is willing to leave their hometown, they are willing to stay for various reasons. It is this group of people that Rurik pays attention to. He worries a group of men and announces an obvious fact to them.
"King York, your old leader Magnute has decided that Nolen, my wife is the Countess Balmok, and our children will inherit this title. People who are willing to stay, don't worry, we Russians I will always be your brother, and I will be your trustworthy supporter. You will continue to make salt, and we Russians will continue to provide you with wheat and other supplies. I promise you that this winter, I will come back with Nolen, a cross The trade routes in the mountains will be stabilized and we will exchange what we need."
In fact, they did not really need a lord. They generally admired Rurik, the young hero of Ross. They showed great enthusiasm. Many men who decided to stay in the local area announced that if the Duke of Ross mobilized for war, they and their group would Will take up arms to fight for the Russians. No! In other words, they will fight for the common interests.
They do not need to rule their own lords, but they need a hero and a strong backer to ensure their own safety.
After a large number of people left the fjords, who is sure that the Bergens will not covet the north? Although they have adopted an alliance with Rus, a large number of people have immigrated to Britain, and the remaining people may no longer be safe.
Unless the Russians are really willing to run the business.
Rurik did not hide his desire to rule at all, and Biyoni not only did not question this, but also strongly supported him.
This is his half-brother, his sister's husband, and he swore an oath to Odin together.
Wouldn't it be very appropriate for Biyonni to own the territory of Britain, and for the descendants of Rurik and Noren to own their old lands?
The cool sea breeze sweeps over the low offshore mounds and flows into the fjord from the north.
Three thousand able-bodied men seized the opportunity to start a vigorous immigration operation, and served as pilots with brothers who had been to the Northumbria coast. No one was worried about this voyage, and they were enthusiastic about all the good things in their future life. Actions.
The fjords have also become colder, and next year the cold conditions will only worsen.
Another purpose of Biyongni's return home this time was to pick up his mother. The servants and belongings were also packed into the big ship and taken away.
On a calm night, a large number of oil lamps were lit in the longhouse for the last time.
The old lady Yingbjorg has a kind face. Now that her tribe has won the victory and her husband has become the king, her personal status has also improved.
She praised the war with all kinds of beautiful words, and also praised Rurik of Rus for being really her good son-in-law.
In this room, Biyongni was quite relieved to hear it, but what about the sudden depression.
"Ah, we have to leave this bitter and cold place forever. Rurik, if you think there is still value in staying here, then consider it valuable." Biyoni sighed casually.
Rurik did not expect this person to sigh like this, so he deliberately asked: "It is a bitter cold place, don't you miss it?"
"What's there to miss? If we had the chance before, we would have left long ago."
"So decisive?"
"You and I are different." Biyongni turned his face sideways, his face full of determination: "You are also immigrating. Obviously, you can't forget your hometown. We have our own ways of living. You can take this fjord.
.You are an excellent leader. If the people who stay here follow you, it will be a blessing for them. However, they are all weak and need your protection."
Weak? You shouldn’t? Some people just love their families.
Rurik didn't argue at all, and he was secretly happy.
Yingbjorg cleared his throat: "Hey, the Britain you two are talking about is really warm enough."
"It's very warm and the land is most suitable for growing wheat," Biyongni emphasized.
"That's great." The old woman patted her clothes, and it was clear that she wanted to get on the boat and leave.
Biyongni added: "Three thousand people have left recently, and the Washebi has been abandoned. A group of people who are slow to prepare will also leave with my big ship. Next year, more people will also leave. Maybe they will stay in the end."
There are less than 4,000 people who came down. By the way, there is one thing I can guarantee."
"What is it?"
"About the salt thing. I keep my promise as our brothers. In the bay of Britain, we will trade every year from now on, in addition to wheat, there is also salt, or other goods. I know you are worried about the salt thing.
, it was never a problem.”
To be honest, Rurik was really worried that this contract would collapse due to the situation. If we only relied on the few people who decided to stay to make salt, it would be completely unrealistic to get two thousand pounds of good salt a year.
"That's great." Rurik nodded calmly, "Same, about those Tevastian women."
"Oh! If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten! There are still five hundred women I want to bring back."
"Exactly. I intend to bring them back here this winter. Aren't there still a group of people who will immigrate next spring? Don't worry, your ship will just take them away."
Biyongni felt very comfortable and couldn't help but sigh: "You have to trek in the ice and snow, it will be a difficult snowy road."
"Don't worry about this. I plan to take Nolen with me during the winter trip. Brother, those powerful family leaders left with their families, and Nolen became the most noble person in this fjord. Maybe he will stay.
The people will not fully support me, but I believe they will all support Nolen."
"So, is she ready to be a mother?" Biyongni breathed a sigh of relief, full of hope: "I think she's still a few years away."
"That's true."
"You two should hurry up." Yingbjorg urged with a smile: "No one will really support a woman as a leader unless she gives birth to a son who can inherit the career. Just like people worship the Valkyrie,
It’s because the Valkyrie is Odin’s attendant. Rurik, you have to take the initiative in this matter.”
"Me? Well then..." What else can Rurik say, he can only be conceited. Just like Noren, if you want to be a mother, you should wait for three years...
But Mary, the princess of Mercia who was kidnapped by him, was basically ripe for her.
Because of that skilled princess, Rurik, as a boy, felt for the first time that his masculinity was in crisis, and he wished he could dig more oysters from Oland Island.
This night was Biyongni's last night in his own home. Until tomorrow, there will be a new wave of immigrants.
By then all the Balmok priests will leave, and after tomorrow, the most elite group of people in the entire fjord will land in Britain in more than ten days.
This is the mobility and strong action of the Vikings, which drives them to do things so quickly. First of all, they are like this, and secondly, if they don't leave tomorrow, they will have to wait until next year. If possible, who doesn't want to spend the winter in a warm place? Just
In terms of climate, the port of Narvik is adjacent to the Arctic Circle, and the environment is too harsh when the sun goes out for a whole month in winter.
Since they want to withdraw, why don't you follow suit?
Rurik thought that his propaganda against the group of people who were determined to stay was over, and he could no longer control how the people discussed it.
Time is here, and he really can't waste it any longer.
The more he thought about this matter, the more worried he became. It was already late September, and the climate this year was still colder than in previous years. If he delayed it for a little longer, when the Aurora finally drifted to Gotland
To the north of the island, you will face a continuous sheet of ice.
Even if he sets out tomorrow, Rurik is prepared for the worst—the Avora will have to dock at Tombstone Island, a crossroads on the sea.
This night, Rurik slept in the leader's longhouse. It was obvious that the ownership of this longhouse would be his in the future.
Since the previous "family conversation" mentioned Nolen as the aristocratic homeland of the Balmoks, Rurik thought of the poor princess Mary.
This Latin-speaking female aristocrat is two to three years older than Rurik, or she is a little vague about her birthday. It doesn't matter. Rurik still has an advantage in terms of height, but in other aspects
…
Princess Mary dressed deliberately plainly for the sake of keeping a low profile. It was this simplicity that made her look like a slave.
She was pulled into the inner bedroom of the long house, and was immediately pressed down on the soft leather mat by Rurik. She kept yelling that it was too sudden and she was not ready, so...
Rurik spoke while breathing heavily, and his words were quite serious: "You... have a lot of ideas. I knew from the beginning that you wanted to become a mother early, and then take revenge on your father's kingdom with your children. You are really...
...A despicable woman actually killed her own father, even though the man was a defeated villain. I want to teach you a lesson!"
Is this a lesson? Princess Mary's mind is getting more and more confused. She is actually very comfortable, and her mouth is missing a door.
"What kind of princess? I am a lowly woman... I am the product of an affair, so Wiglaf hates me. But if the scandal spreads, Mercia will be disgraced..."
She intended to continue complaining, but Rurik stopped immediately.
It was only then that she realized her stupidity and suddenly froze up. Rurik even felt the woman's strong fear.
"You? Are you not the real princess?"
"Ah I……"
"Tell me!" Rurik put his face close to him, and put one hand around his neck and slowly pinched him: "Does anyone else know about this?"
"No...no. Spare my life! Spare me..."
"Does Aynred of Northumbria know? Do other nobles know?"
"They don't know. Wiglaf told me about this before he died. So...I killed him. It turns out that everything I...happened to is the reason, wuwuwu..."
She cried so hard that Rurik shook the tears off his hands.
A strong ox continues to plow the field in vain.
Maybe it's true, maybe it's false. But it has to be false!
Rurik's intensity became stronger, and he continued to shout in Latin: "It's all Wiglaf's conspiracy. He is forcing you to kill him and then make you feel guilty. You are the princess of Mercia, and you will give birth next year."
The true king of Mercia. When you return to Rus, you must obey my orders and do not do anything stupid. Otherwise, I will really believe your description."
Princess Mary did not dare to have any disobedience, and she hurriedly said that she would obey her words. However, just because of her stupid confession, a stone fell from her heart.
Yes, she herself was not sure whether Wiglaf's words were true or false. The only thing that was credible was that she was lucky to have not become a slave. What else could she hope for?
Princess Mary, who was suffering from seasickness, had only rested for a few days, and was taught by Rurik that her legs were sore when walking. This was also a show of force on a subjugated noble, making her understand that the days when she could still eat enough food were actually conquerors.
of alms.
Rurik didn't say anything, but the way he looked at Mary after she exposed herself became a little strange. He used to be sympathetic, but now, Mary is indeed just an excellent tool that can be used. In other words, a wielder.
Then he came to let him do whatever he wanted, almost like a servant.
A new day, a new immigration operation begins again.
The priests of Balmok performed a ceremony on the shore, sacrificed a batch of fish to the sea god, and boarded the sailing ship Balmok with joy.
Rurik did not need to delay, and quickly boarded the Avrora with his entourage. Seeing the immigration group rowing the long boats start to move, he also ordered to sail in the strong north wind.
As someone shouted "weigh anchor", the final arduous voyage began.