Chapter 266： Kewen War 7: Tribe of Grey Squirrels in Catastrophe

Woimakashad, the Corvin who led the way, not only escaped while the guards were not paying attention, but even stole some oatmeal and dried meat as food for the escape period.

He escaped into the snow nest under the cover of the village buildings, then hid in the snow, watching the battle between the Rus and the mighty Salmon Lord tribe from a distance.

In the concept of this guide, the Salmon Lord tribe is warlike and daring 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 that guards the village. Without these facilities, I am afraid that the gray squirrel tribe would have long since disappeared.

Woimakashad loves to see the Ruths launch an offensive, both sides are enemies, they had better lose both!

The development of the situation was as he expected, and it was the next result, which completely exceeded his imagination.

Hidden, he deliberately waited for a result. As a result, he saw from a distance, a large number of brawny men wearing helmets, escorting a large number of short men in animal skins, and a large number of people who were obviously women, moving down the hill.

"Damn it! Are the Ross people so strong?! Your salmon master tribe is so unbeatable?!"

Lord of the old enemy Salmon, all surviving tribes must have become captives of the Rus and become slaves.

The old enemy is probably completely destroyed, but Woima Kashad is not at all happy.

Because the Varangians belong to the Rus, they are all greedy guys. Those friends in the south have long been criticized. Varangans from all walks of life have always attacked their territories, like capturing wild boars, brown bears, and deer, capturing their tribesmen.

Taking advantage of the night, Woimakashad, with a dignified face, had no intention of lingering, he walked a long way towards his hometown.

He dug a snow pit in the snow in the forest as his shelter. He doesn't have the ability to light a bonfire, even if he has the ability, he doesn't dare to actually make a fire.

He broke off a branch and polished a sharp spearhead, using it as a weapon, and also as his "Kevin", that is, a marching stick. After all, as a Kewen, holding a short spear on the road is perfect.

Now, no beast can bring fear to him. Only the Ross people! Probably the most ferocious beast, facing the Ross people, also had to run away.

Woimakashad struggled through the cold night, and the trek after that was 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.

A lonely walker, relying on limited food to walk for a full day and a half, he finally met his own tribe, even if the tribe regarded it as a hostile force deliberately offensive, he got an arrow in his arm.

I have to say that the bone arrow clusters penetrate the thick leather really badly.

Woima Kashad’s arrow wound was very shallow, he didn’t bleed much, and naturally he didn’t have to worry about fever caused by infection.

Two days after he fled, the wall of the village finally appeared in front of him. However, this wall that gave the people a strong sense of security, now it seems, I am afraid that it cannot withstand the offensive of the Rus.

Woimakashad didn't know how the Ruths broke through the wall of the Salmon Lord tribe. In short, they succeeded.

Maybe the defense of these walls is not so effective anymore.

His stomach was full of thoughts. When he was escorted into the village, he announced to all the onlookers that a powerful Varangian had invaded.

Originally, the people of the tribe were inquiring about the expedition's news, but the leader of the expedition returned alone in an extremely embarrassed posture, and all he said was terrifying news.

The happy tribe quickly panicked.

Because everyone believes that Woimakashad will not talk nonsense.

The bad news reached the leader's ears before he himself.

Chief Mezzasta, according to the language of the local people, the name of the chief is "Hunter".

The reality is that this Mezzasta is an excellent hunter. He is the son of the old leader. Following the death of the old leader from the wound infection caused by the brown bear hunting injury, the 30-year-old Mechasta was the only son of the old leader. He killed the violent brown bear with an obsidian short spear. Under the recommendation, he served as the new leader.

Compared with the weak gray squirrel tribe, people need a brave person to lead everyone.

It's that Mezzasta, besides being brave, always wants to make some new tricks. So he tattooed his face with some black mottled stripes. Through the strange face, he felt that he was blessed by some mysterious power.

Of course, applying mud on the face or tattooing directly can deceive the eyes of the prey.

After all, squirrels are smart animals. Wild deer and argali are not stupid. A hunter needs a little camouflage.

Compared with his dead father, this leader really knows the three main reasons for his tribe’s disadvantages: small population, lack of ironware, and lack of domestic livestock.

tried his best to eliminate the disadvantages of the tribe, he felt that this was his life's responsibility.

Hearing that Woimakashad had returned, the man-aged leader was overjoyed.

However, only one person returned, and a hellish piece of bad news.

"What? The Varangians are coming?!"

"Chief, that's what he said." The messenger who fell on one knee reported.

"Where is that guy?"

"He is outside the wooden house."

"Let him come in!"

Mezzasta, who was sitting on the wooden chair of the brown bear skin (the bear that killed his father), tried his best to remain worried, but he felt like he was beating a drum.

As soon as Woimakashad, who felt insulting his mission, entered the property, he knelt down on the ground in the half-crypt hut, crying hoarsely of his past experience.

Mechasta couldn't hear clearly, he suddenly shouted: "You calm down! Tell me, what about the others?"

"They! They are all dead!" Woimakashad knelt and straightened, showing his face washed with tears.

To be honest, Mezzasta hasn't seen such a tragic expression on his subordinates.

Of course, his words are really unconvincing, not only Mezzasta, but all the people present feel that things must be very complicated.

Woimakashad first tried his best to calmly describe his successful past, and then he tried his best to accuse the Ross people of everything they did.

"Wait? The Ross people? Who are they? They are the Varangians? I thought you were successful in connecting with those in the far west mountains and more western people. How did you encounter the Ross people?"

The Mechasta here is unable to distinguish the relationship between the Rus and the Varang, but he knows that there is a Balmerk tribe in the far west (the Norwegian of Narvik Port). The locals own ores and know better. Iron smelting. He hoped that the expedition he sent would either attack the deer breeders and search for their supplies, or find the Balmerk tribe and exchange his leather for some iron.

Woimakashad said angrily: "The Ross people are the Varangians! They are exactly the same. They attacked our old enemy a few days ago, the guys who caught the salmon, the salmon guy is dead, I think Until they captured the remaining women, then..."

"Then what?" Mechasta asked, his head stretched out and his eyes widened.

"Those women were humiliated in reality, and then they were all killed."

From Woima Kashad’s eyes, Mezzasta could not see the lie. Obviously, his subordinate has encountered too many terrible things, and the whole person is terrified.

Mezzasta was still a little skeptical: "Well, I believe you, those Ross people are Varyags. But since they are Varyags, why do they kill the captives? Don't they want women?"

Although Woimakashad feels that his lies is not logically tenable, because everyone has learned that the attacks on southern friends by the Varangans have always been to search for treasures and capture people as slaves.

But the Ross people are absolutely greedy, they will expand their results.

Woimakashad's attitude is extremely determined: "The boss! They are a group of crazy enemies! Now that the salmon guys have all died, the next target is us, and then our friends in the southeast. Maybe we should give up. Past disputes, because the goal of the Ross people is all of us in science and culture."

"You..." Mezzasta trembles all over, and he feels that something is wrong because the words of his men are too weird.

At this time, a man standing in the wooden house said: "Boss, his words are amazing. Varanga? At least I have never seen a Varanga in the twenty years of my life."

Others echoed: "Yeah! Was Woima Kashad making excuses for the failed expedition? That's fifty brothers! Our tribe lost fifty men!"

Thinking of this, Mezzasta suddenly thought that the mission he had entrusted to Woima Kashad had completely failed.

The adventure he approved not only failed, but the tribe’s combat effectiveness was also greatly weakened. Because of the entire tribe, there are now fewer than 150 men who can be armed to fight. Even if some young women are mobilized, how many will there be in the end?

Varyag people put aside in advance, Mezzasta thought that his tribe was already badly injured, in anger, he lifted his toes and knocked down Woimakashad who had reported the letter.

"Damn, I can't just listen to your words. The Varangians? I don't care if they are real, but you come back alone, and the remaining fifty brothers were simply beheaded by the Varangans?"

Woimakashad, who staggered and got up, roared in grief, the roar was like a wolf howl, and then he stood up, as if he had no intention of estimating respect, although the whole tribe did not have such a clear concept of respect and inferiority.

He rushed over, and when Mechasta was unprepared, he grabbed his neck and yelled against the tattooed head of the opponent: "We have no time! The Ross army armed with iron is already on the way to attack. . I insist on reporting to the people! My expedition is wiped out and I can go to death! But, our tribe is going to be over! Are you still hesitating here?!"

Mezzasta was taken aback. He had never been offended like this before.

Woimakashad was quickly pulled away, kicked a few times, and then pressed to the ground.

"Boss, this waste must die! We have died fifty brothers, and someone must be responsible."

"No!" Mezzasta flatly refused, "Now, I am willing to believe what he said is true. I advise you to believe it too."

The suppressed Woimakashad was grateful. Although his face was stuck to 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 science and literature. Only when we unite can it be possible to defeat the enemy."

"Is this true?!" Metzasta stepped forward and asked.

"It's true. We must take precautions! Please believe me. If the enemy does not appear after a few days, you can naturally kill me. I will never run away!"

Mezzasta nodded and motioned to his men to release the guy.

The sudden vicious situation shocked the entire gray squirrel tribe.

heard the news of the death of the family members who participated in the expedition. Their relatives cried in their arms, and the deceased’s father and brother decided to take up arms for revenge.

All the tribal men chose to come forward and guard their homes.

Everyone is never afraid to fight, because in daily life, the fight with the Salmon Lord tribe has never ceased. Moreover, in many cases, the hunters of the tribe still clash with the tribe in the upper reaches of the river.

The various Kewen tribes are never monolithic. Only when powerful enemies enter the bandits can they unite.

Because of this bad news, the winter life of the gray squirrel tribe has been completely disrupted. Originally, the mood of everyone in winter can be relieved a lot, because the hostile tribe will never be stupid enough to make trouble in this season.

Varyags belong to the enemies in the biography. They are here, and their purpose is to kill all the Kovins.

Although everyone didn't know that he was just nesting in the forest to catch squirrels quietly, how did he provoke the distant Varangans. After all, the war is coming, and all the members of the Grey Squirrel tribe are united under the iron sword of their young leader.

At this moment of crisis, the people can only expect their heroes to bring victory.

It cannot be denied, because Woimakashad’s crazy escape behavior really gave the Grey Squirrel tribe a very critical time to prepare for the battle.

Chief Mechasta thought about it, since the Rus, the Varangians, their purpose is to destroy their own tribe, for this purpose the enemy will definitely attack desperately. Enemies will madly attack the walls of the tribe, and it is difficult to defeat them by their own strength, so the tribe relies heavily on the protection of the walls.

Secondly, the tribe needs reinforcements!

Just to the southeast of the Grey Squirrel Tribe, there are five villages of Kewen people, and their population is only five or six hundred people.

This is the reality. The total population of all the locals living in the entire Finnish region is only 50,000 to 60,000.

The total population of 　　ke literati is less than 5,000, and that's it, their population is still highly dispersed. But this is not surprising, because the Kewen people are a relatively young ethnic group, they are a group of people who have separated from the southern Finns. They are pursuing fur to the north, and their motives for migrating are exactly the same as the reason why the Russ on the other side of the bay went north to settle. Moreover, they moved north to attack the deer-raisers and their behavior was surprisingly consistent.

Mezzasta sent some messengers to order them, walking the reindeer sleigh along the frozen river to the allied tribe at the fastest speed.

Yes, the gray squirrel tribe raises more than fifty reindeer, all of which were robbed from the deer breeders in the previous years and further bred and cultivated.

Mechasta believes that the tribes in the southeast will send reinforcements, but he cannot pin the victory on the reinforcements. Moreover, Mechasta can rationally think that he will be rescued, but the hearts of the people are hard to torture, maybe. When those guys learn that the Varangians are coming, they will flee with the tribes first. After all, the world is huge, and the fled tribesmen are just going to open up new settlements.

Can the gray squirrel tribe escape?

Mezzasta chose to refuse, he decided to fight the enemy desperately with grief and indignation.

Because Mechasta promoted that the expedition was killed by the Varangans, almost all the small families in the tribe died. This is the hatred of the entire tribe, and no one wants to flee.

After all, Woimakashad is the leader of the expedition, and he must bear certain responsibilities for the fact that the entire army is wiped out. Mezzasta did not kill him, but imprisoned him in a cellar.

Even so, Woimakashad has been satisfied, the war alert has finally turned into a war mobilization, and the Grey Squirrel Tribe has taken action! Even large numbers of boys are organized.

The gray squirrel tribe began to reinforce the walls of their village. Due to the particularity of the climate, they had their own magic tricks.

There is hard frozen soil under the snow, and digging with a stone shovel would hurt the tools too much. Also, because the limited iron tools are precious bumps, and it takes iron to dig the soil, everyone is unwilling to do this kind of thing.

They at least dug the snow, and piled a lot of snow in front of a wall made of tribal stones and wood. There is more and more snow, so if there is a side profile, the tribe’s wall has become an outward right-angled triangle.

The snow is deliberately compacted after it has accumulated. According to Mezzasta's requirements, the solid snow must be able to ensure that a man can slide from the top of the wall to the wall, and must not be suppressed and dented.

Since everyone was mobilized, this job became not difficult.

The wall was repaired smoothly. This is the trick Mezzasta thought of. In order to make it smoother, he even organized the women of the tribe to boil snow water. The snow water was boiled into warm water, and the queen directly poured it on the snowdrift outside the wall. In just two days the gray squirrel obviously built an ice castle for itself!

The leader sent someone to do an experiment, and the result proved that no one can use their own abilities, even with a dagger, to climb this ice slide.

The fence is like this, and the two gates of the "Ice Castle" have also been reinforced. If the enemy attacks the gate, the Grey Squirrel Tribe prepares a large amount of wood and stones, and they can block the gate in a short time. In theory, the city gates are stronger.

With such defense, it is only passive defense.

Mechasta sent a group of wolf dung and charcoal blocks to guard at the low wall of the territory border.

The sentry has only one purpose, to light up the smoke when a person wearing a metal helmet appears. Mechasta also learned this warning tactic from friends in the south. The Finns saw the Varanga ship docked, the sentry lit up the smoke, and the settlements in the interior took the time to evacuate to avoid disaster.

Although he had never tried it, Mezzasta decided to try this trick.

Varyag’s army will definitely come, this is almost a certainty.