Chapter 486： Ross Balmerk Alliance Treaty

In the past year, Elronburg has undergone great changes. Not only has a new batch of attached wooden houses appeared around the wooden fence, but the population has also grown tremendously.

The resident population here has exceeded 1,000, among which there are as many as 200 babies under two years of age.

People have long been accustomed to the astonishing rate of infant mortality. With the improvement of hygiene, especially the habit of using soap to perform various cleanings, almost no children have died in the past year. They attribute this to a miracle.

In the gray squirrel tribe after the war, the surviving men had a lot of women. Those tribal women are also seeded by nature. They already have new children and have hope in life.

Sometimes Rurik is also worried. After all, the Rus are conquerors, and the Rus army killed many of them. Are they willing to live like this?

Now Rurik gradually understood that the three views of the Ross people are somewhat different from theirs. The extreme reality of this group of science and literati, the tribe is dependent on the Rus, the population and strength are booming at an unprecedented speed.

For example, some Viking warriors attach great importance to honor and regard revenge as their lifelong goal. These scientific and literary people do not care at all.

Seporava obeyed her father's request and tried her best to please her man. It's a pity that she is still a child, and it will take some years to qualify as a mother. And it is not easy to stand out among the many women in Rurik.

Her father Mezzasta was the child who wished his daughter would be pregnant with Rurik immediately. Although it is impossible now, he also hopes that his daughter can stick to Rurik like a dodder entwining a big tree.

On the first night in Elronburg, Rurik, who had been steamed in the sauna, was soft. He fell asleep and fell asleep, and Sepolawa stuck to him like a cat for the night.

On the first night, everyone got an excellent rest, but some men were still enjoying the night in excitement.

A part of the captured Gotland women finally reunited with the Ross fishermen who settled in Elronburg. They inevitably had a meal of "skin and flesh". The next morning they picked up pottery bowls and ate wheat, and after they were full, they put everything on the night before. On the side.

Those Rose hunters who are motivated to hunt bears desperately, they have no idea about those female sexes, but they can't stand the uninvited Yingying Yanyan.

The three views of the Corvins are indeed different from those of the Rosses and other Viking tribes. There are still a group of women who have not found a new man, or are eager to have another one, and they appear.

Perhaps this is the instinct in the DNA, and they know the disaster of inbreeding. The new strong hunter was targeted by them, and the relationship happened like this...

When Rurik saw the Corvin women in the wooden fort with his own eyes, the Corvin women circling around the young Ross hunter, eager to lead people to the house, he had only one realistic worry, "These women are a pack of wolves, and the warriors are doing it. You can't make up for a vacant body with a few bear bile."

The palace belonging to the duke was well cleaned, and Rurik stayed here, and it was also the Balmerks who came from afar for formal meetings.

The sun rose, and the brothers Biyuni and Frocky happily came to the residence of Chief Ross.

The bear head on the wooden wall demonstrated Rose's strength, and the red charcoal in the fireplace made the whole room very warm.

Rurik still hadn't installed glass windows in the house, and a large number of oil lamps in the room were also shining brightly.

Rurik sat cross-legged on a bear skin, his Sepolava still snuggling like a kitten.

Mechasta, Kawi, Jeflo and others sat on the left and right, and Bijuni, Frocki and Modgen sat facing them.

Everyone is similar to sitting in a circle. The so-called meeting pragmatic is a kind of conversation and laughter. There is no clear respect and inferiority here.

"Bijuni, you came from the western harbour. This journey has gone through risks..."

Ruriek acted a little cautiously and politely, Bijuni shook his head, "There is not much risk. My father selected ten warriors to **** me, and I don't need these so-called escorts. We started from July. We set off. Although the road was difficult, everyone passed safely. Our ship finally drifted here, but you all went to war. If it weren’t for the people here to tell us that Chief Ross would come back, we would sell the salt. go away."

Rurik listened carefully, "I didn't expect you to have arrived long ago. It seems that you have lived in Elronburg for some time."

"Yes, it's been more than two months now. I live with you Ross people, as well as the leather business scholars we used to do business with, and live with you."

"Oh?" Rurik stretched his head, "I don't even know about it! If you come a little earlier, you can participate in the crusade against the Rus people. Did you know? Our residents of Svealand have just finished talking to Denmark. In the war, our army beheaded 10,000 enemies."

Killing 10,000 enemies is really a move of the God of War! Bijuni couldn't immediately believe this record that surpassed his recognition, but the Ross people were indeed a powerful and unique force.

Biyuni was stunned first, and then he forced to stay calm with an awkward smile. He congratulated him: "You are such a powerful force. You have won a huge victory."

"Yes." Ruriek straightened his back, he felt that his mouth-heavy show of muscles had already shocked the "Prince" of Balmerk. Living in this world is an era where the weak and the strong eat the weak. Rurik has no intention of attacking Narvik Port, but taking it has been set as a long-term goal. If a more peaceful alliance is used to allow the Russ to obtain an ocean-faced ice-free port, it would be a good method.

He just learned that the "Prince" of Balmerk had lived in Elronburg for two months, fearing that his smile would hide and his ambition to conquer.

Everyone is a warrior, not for nothing. Elronburg is the only chromite producing area in Europe. This is a treasure that must be controlled by the Ross people. It needs to show muscles to dispel any potential coveting. If force deterrence is not enough, then force must be used to defend.

Based on this idea, Rurik didn't mind telling Biyunni about the Rus expedition. He didn't talk about some details. He especially emphasized four points: Ross' warships are invincible in the world, Ross's warriors are covered in iron armor, Ross's bows and arrows are powerful, and Ross can quickly gather 10,000 troops.

With this description, Bijuni's awkward smile disappeared quickly, and he began to feel that the young leader of Rurik was threatening the entire Balmerk tribe.

"I'm sorry, it seems that I scared you." Seeing the other man's face sullen, Rurik explained hurriedly, "We are friends, and I would like to be Frocky's brother, so that I will also be your brother. Bijuni , I support you as the leader of Balmerk, and we can make a covenant today."

"Okay." Biyuni felt a stone in his heart, and he let out a sigh, "We are allied, but... do we also mean to be allied with other Svearan tribes?"

"It has nothing to do with them. This is just a covenant between our two tribes. Our two tribes do not violate each other and trade with each other."

Rurik’s words are very realistic, especially “non-aggression”. This is the promise Bijuni needs most. With it, future trade can be peaceful and stable.

Rurik remembered another thing, "I heard Modgen say that your Norwegians in the south covet your harbor?"

"Yes. Those are the people who live in Bergen and Oslo. The people there deliberately ask us to join the tribal alliance. They want us to be inferior. This is absolutely impossible. We have our own ideas!"

Rurik shrugged, "How similar it is to us! The leader of Svealand is a private king, canonized me as a duke, and wants us to be vassals."

"So what's your attitude?"

"Naturally, it is verbal approval. We Rus continue to live our lives and they cannot influence us. If it is not for trade, it is impossible for me to verbally agree. However, although it is verbal approval, we should also fulfill our contract and participate in the war when there is war. We looted the spoils. So our alliance should do the same. If the people of Bergen attack you, please send a messenger immediately, and I will immediately organize the expeditionary force reinforcements. Also if Ross is invaded, please send troops to support you. Besides, we should not interfere with each other."

An alliance means a military alliance, and Bijuni agrees. "My brother Rurik, it seems that we need to hold a ceremony right away. God is happy to see us form an alliance."

"of course."

Biyunni had a lot of prestige in his hometown, and his brother Frocky's "raven crest" on his forehead also strengthened the legality of the family's rule. Going over the snowy mountains to find the Ross people and form an alliance is an act of exploiting merit, but he is now a bit contradictory.

The Ross people are probably stronger than their own tribes. With today’s contacts, will they be possessive of the Balmerk tribe just like the people in Bergen?

Rurik is going to swear to form an alliance, okay! Just use some new chains to make the covenant stronger.

Biyuni suddenly smiled and said, "I also have a younger sister who is about to reach adulthood. She is a very beautiful girl with a moving voice. Our priest named her Nolen. The man in her fate is a shock. A warrior of the world. Maybe you...are the person in the prophecy."

Hearing it, Rurik sat up suddenly. He wanted to exclaim "Why is it a miraculous prophecy? Why is it me again?"

Rurik looked at the current situation and completely guessed Bijuni's intentions. All predictions are dispensable. Obviously, they feel that "worshiping the hand" is still not enough, and the best way to ensure the covenant is through marriage.

I already have a lot of women, so why not have another Norwegian wife?

"Well, I am willing to accept that Nolan. We will hold an alliance ceremony immediately. Before that, I really want to know how many goods you have trafficked."

When Rurik mentioned it, Metzasta looked itchy all over.

"What's wrong with you?" Rurik asked, turning his head.

"My lord!" Mezzasta smiled, "It's salt! A lot of salt! It's all excellent salt! Up to four hundred pounds of salt!"

Four hundred pounds of table salt? Rurik couldn't sit still anymore, he jumped up directly, "Biyuni, you really... bring so much here?"

"Of course, salt is our specialty."

"It's really great, I never thought that your salt making ability was so strong."

Four hundred pounds of table salt, with a total weight of nearly 160 kilograms, is shared among the ten travelers, and everyone's weight is not extreme.

People in Northern Europe sweat less and have more sea fish in their diets, so they don't have much demand for supplementary salt.

Rurik marveled at the astonishing number of four hundred pounds of salt. Unexpectedly, Biyuni claimed that they could make salt on a larger scale.

"I like your salt. What are you going to trade ours? Just leather?"

"It's definitely not true. Rose has a lot of novelty babies. I like them very much..." Biyuni's eyes fixed on the glass that now holds hot chrysanthemum tea, "like your crystal glass. And your army, The sunshade black crystal placed in front of the soldier."

"Is that so? I have more good things. Every product is marked with a price, such as this crystal glass. It is not very expensive, just half a pound of silver."

"Ah! So cheap?"

"And those sun-shading glasses, the price is twenty silver coins."

Biyuni knows the preciousness of gold and silver, and he also knows that only a few people can enjoy crystal vessels. His cognition was refreshed because Rurik claimed that the Rus had obtained the Asgardian wisdom taught by Odin and could use mortal objects to make crystals, so the price was no longer measured by gold of equal weight.

Biyuni could not conceal his desire for all kinds of rare things, and Rurik went along with the flow, "Now we need to determine one thing, how much silver your salt is worth."

Bijuni quoted his own price, that is, a pound of salt in exchange for a newly peeled polar bear skin, or five new reindeer skins.

Rurik shook his head, "This price is erratic, why don't you listen to my opinion?"

"Speaking."

"Salt is indispensable, but every meal consumes very little salt. If you boil the sea water and make salt, you would have to pay a lot. I will give you ten silver coins for a pound of salt. What do you think."

"Huh?" Biyuni's eyes widened.

"Why? Don't you think I gave you less?"

"No! Enough."

Biyuni smiled slyly, and Rurik knew at a glance that this man claimed to be a big bargain. Here Rurik has no intention to keep the price down. First, the Balmerks’ salt is indeed of good quality and there is almost no bitter magnesium chloride. Second, they do not need to use the extremely dilute Gulf of Bothnia to make salt. Come to let them claim that they will be worried about losing allies of Ross.

In the beginning, Bijuni exchanged salt for some bearskins. He was still complacent, and he didn't expect that the leader of Rose, Rurik, would make a big profit as soon as he came.

"Let's do this in the future!" Rurik emphasized again. "In the future, we will import your salt every year. This year we will buy 400 pounds. I hope you will bring 500 pounds or 1,000 pounds of salt next year. With honor, I promised that I would take out good-quality silver coins to buy. This time, I promise that you will get a large amount of silver coins back home when the ice melts and the snow melts."

Thinking that one hundred pounds of silver coins would be credited every year in the future, Bijuni wanted to laugh. In this way, if you import leather, weapons, and other things from the Rus, the life of the Balmerks will be better.

Biyunnik did not say that in order to make so much salt, they cut trees on the rocky hills of the wide-area fjord to boil the sea to make salt. Although the ocean water is saltier, the cost of their salt production is still not low. .

With more benefits, the Balmerks themselves will become stronger, and they will have more capital to explore the sea. After all, the Balmerk tribe’s fjord is already too crowded with today’s productivity levels.

On the open-air altar inside the Elronburg, the snow was completely cleaned, and the priests of the Corvins placed bronze ritual instruments, and placed glasses under the orders of Rurik.

Rurik brought a few bottles of Rose's own vodka, and the words vodka were indeed engraved on the glass bottles.

It was already evening, and almost all the people living in Elronburg watched this special ceremony.

Rurik was cruel, stabbed his finger with a dagger, and blood dripped into the spirits in the three glasses.

Although this is a strange ritual, Bijuni and Froki both know the huge symbolic meaning of it. The two stabbed their fingers and blood dripped into the cup.

Rurik knelt on one knee, holding a glass facing the sunset, as did the other two.

"Great Odin, we are here to form an alliance. From then on, we Rus and Balmerks are brothers. I liurik promises not to infringe and mutually benefit each other. If the brothers are in trouble, I will support them." liqueur.

Biyuni also said something similar He finally made a solemn wish, "May our two tribes be brothers for generations to come!"

Of course, this is not the Taoyuan Three-Year Uprising. At night, Rurik insisted on engraving the terms of the alliance on a wooden board as the plain text of the treaty.

This is not one treaty, but as many as three.

Treaty of the Alliance of Ross Balmerk

"Rosbalmerk Peace and Trade Treaty"

"Ros Balmerk Non-Aggression Treaty"

Perhaps the last treaty is very redundant, which is what Lurik insists on signing. Biyunni didn't understand that Rurik was already his younger brother, and everyone was in the blood of God (the sun) as an alliance, so what is the stubbornness of not invading each other.

Rurik was determined to be so, and he didn't have any explanation.

He finally invited, "Tomorrow we will go bear hunting together! Let you see how powerful our Ross hunters are. Let me also see the abilities of your Balmerks."