Chapter 505： Rurik in Narvik

The tail of a dragon protrudes from the huge Scandinavia peninsula. It is a series of hills raised in the ocean. Facing the sea, it creates a flared mouth with a width of fifty nautical miles.

This is the entrance to the huge Orford Fjord, and the port of Narvik is at the deepest point of the fjord.

Balmerk tribe, a huge tribe with a population of close to 20,000 people, they do not know when they migrated here, and gradually developed to their current scale.

The Aphrora, which rushed along the coastline, was a good fortune all the way to the north. Bad rain did not happen, and the ship kept walking along the coastline. Although the waves were sometimes rough, the ship’s voyage was always calm.

The Aphrora smoothly entered the horn that led to the destination, and the big ship directly encountered the Balmerk fishing boat that caught a large amount of herring.

The fishermen were shocked by the unprecedented ship that suddenly broke in. Some bold people wanted to see what happened and tried to ask something.

They never dreamed that the unannounced expedition that had set off last year, especially the two sons of the leader, would return on a dreamy ship.

More than a dozen fishing boats have no idea of ​​fishing. They spontaneously acted as the guide and **** of the Aphrora, escorting her into the deepest port of the fjord.

Aphrora kept going deeper, and more and more ships accompanied her.

"It's time to show the flag." Rurik gave the sailor an order. After a while, the flag with white stripes and blue stripes on the white background was flying in the wind!

Lurik himself was not only talking and laughing with Bijuni and the others, but also looking forward to landing. He hurriedly changed into a white cloth gown, with blue stripes on his chest again. A white fox velvet hat with colorful glass beads and lapis lazuli hung on the head, and a necklace full of amber, colorful glass and lapis lazuli on the neck is also deliberately out of the front.

After all, it was an encounter with a large tribe in the north. The first impression is extremely important.

I intend to cooperate with this group of semi-dissociated political entities, not only to show sincerity, but also to let the other party know how strong he is.

His elite mercenaries also took out the uniforms that had been pressed for a long time from the cabin. Wearing a uniform white gown, the blue stripes on the chest are indispensable. The saber is hung on a cowhide belt, and a silver-plated iron helmet is fastened to the head. Such ten samurai, just judging from their outfits, who would dare to question their strength?

An unprecedented big ship, accompanied by the soft light of the setting sun, is shining in the deepest part of the fjord!

The Balmerks, who had completed a day’s work to welcome the night’s rest, gathered to the highlands of the fjord. With a variety of thoughts, they witnessed hundreds of fishing boats spontaneously escorting this big ship to the pier. .

More than a dozen message-passing people hurriedly rushed to the door of the tribal leader's house. After explaining their intentions to the guards, they were put into the spacious inner hall.

This is a long and slender house. It is the residence of the leader of the tribe, Magnuth, and even one of the places to discuss tribal government affairs with important people.

This old guy with a gray beard doesn't have many big things to deal with on weekdays. The tribe has always been in a remote place, and they naturally have less mundane disputes. However, this Magnuth is neither deaf nor blind. His real name is not Magnuth, but "Harald", which is very common in Northern Europe.

Harald, this vocabulary is truly a good word, but too many people use it, making it too popular.

Since Magnut learned of the great title of Charlie, the ruler of the far south, he is simply in his homeland, calling himself "Magnut". Over the years, most people have become accustomed to this guy's new name.

A group of people sat down noisily, and in front of them was Chief Magnuth wearing a leather crown inlaid with amber beads and gold foil.

"I'm going to listen to my daughter's new song, what you reported is true? A strange ship is coming to do business with us?"

A group of people babbled, but when they revealed an extremely important news, Magnut stood up directly.

Magnut, his heart is beating wildly, his beard is trembling, and the whole person shakes left and right in surprise.

After calming down a bit, he simply clenched his fists and said to himself: "Biyuni, where did you get the big boat from? You should go over the mountain and go home. How do you get back from the sea on the big boat?"

Those who conveyed the message felt that the leader was asking themselves, and they gave some explanations one after another.

Of course, any explanation at this moment is superfluous.

Magnut roared, and the whole longhouse was shocked.

A young girl with draped blond hair swiftly broke into the lobby from the inner room.

The girl Nolan puffed up an angry smile, and criticized it displeasedly: "Dad, you said yes to listen to my performance, you actually yelled."

Noren, with a quiet face, was indeed unexpected, his father was like a monster, he rushed towards him with a laugh, and then a pair of rough hands covered his shoulders. The girl's handsome face smiled awkwardly: "Dad, what happened? Good thing."

"It's your two brothers, they are back!"

"Huh?! Is this true?" The girl was overjoyed.

"It's true!"

Nolen smiled, she hurriedly and dexterously tossed off her father in joy, and ran into the room with a gust of wind to explain the good news to her mother Yingbjög.

Magnut, the leader of Balmerk, was upset only when he thought of one thing, that is, his two courageous explorers hadn't heard from him for a whole year. Everyone did not want to believe that the two had encountered a disaster, but some unfavorable remarks inevitably spread among the tribe, which inevitably made him worry.

In order to alleviate his unhappiness, he is willing to listen to his daughter's long and moving music on the bone flute. His daughter, who is seeing more and more beautiful, disappears more than half of his troubles.

Norren, like her name, in the eyes of the Magnuts, her little daughter is indeed a beautiful fairy. Not only did they think so, but the powerful families in the tribe were all staring at the thriving flower. They were all waiting for her to grow up, and then they brought their sons to propose marriage.

This ten-year-old girl has white hair in Jinzhong, a small and introverted face, a pair of blue eyes like the sky, she is white as snow, her smile is intoxicating, and the elegance and transcendence of playing the bone flute is also immersive. .

She accompanied her enthusiastic parents out of the long house. They stood on the high ground at the door. From this position, they could see most of the port.

Magnut was stunned, and he did see a big ship approaching slowly.

He is getting older and his eyes are in good condition. He saw a strange banner, and couldn't help muttering: "It's not from Bergen, and it has nothing to do with the Danish lords."

"You don't know their identities. Our son is on that big ship." The same elderly Imbjerg muttered.

"How do I know? We will know when we wait."

Nuoren poked her curious head and looked up at her parents. Her Bai Ruo Jie's fingers were holding the bone flute. She murmured: "Brothers went to the east of the mountain to find the Ross people. Maybe this ship belongs to the Ross people?"

"Ross?" Magnut smiled, and his big hands naturally covered his daughter's head: "Silly boy, how could the Roses come from the sea in the west?"

"But, aren't the brothers on the boat?"

"This... maybe your brother has got God's help. Let's go, let's go to the dock and see."

On the other hand, under Biyuni’s personal guidance, the Aphrodite was slowly approaching the pier under the fine control of the sailor.

To Rurik's delight, the Balmerks also built many wooden trestle bridges near the shore. He thought for a moment, considering that this is a large tribe that relies on fishing to feed a huge population, he must renovate his pier. .

Because of the huge size of the Aphrora, Rurik had to remind Biyunni: "You know? Although the keel of my ship is hard, if it really knocks down a harder reef, it’s me. An unbearable tragedy."

"Your worries are unnecessary." Bijuni remained excited because he knew the depth of the water in the dock area.

The land of the port plunges into the sea quickly, and there is no soothing beach. Anyone who walks into the sea can be completely submerged in the water within ten steps.

The Aphrora docked steadily, and a large number of cables were dropped.

Biyuni, standing high on the bow of the ship, called out to the people in his hometown and asked the men onlookers to immediately tie the ropes to a stable place. At the same time, the ship was quickly rewinding.

More than two thousand people surrounded the big ship, and the enemies farther away were also a large number of people standing and watching. A pair of eyes focused on this, and they talked so much that the land of landing was full of voices.

"These are the people from your hometown? This is Balmerk." Not only did Rurik sigh, he fixed his eyes, and there was more than a general whisper in his heart.

From any point of view, many aspects of this port are very similar to the old Roseburg.

Yes, because everyone is a Viking.

Very different from the onlookers, Rurik and his men are uniformly and neatly dressed. The white attire not only brings a sense of harmony and unity, but the whiteness also greatly highlights the samurai sword and the little child’s. noble.

"Is the leader of these foreign businessmen still a girl?"

"How is it possible, that is a beautiful boy."

"Maybe the real boss behind the scenes is still a big ship. Ah! This ship is like a mountain. If our tribe also owns one."

……

They talked a lot, and they couldn't say enough about Rurik's quality, and people were full of words of envy. And all this is the purpose of Rurik.

He stood on the dock deliberately to let people from far away take a good look, and the Bijuni and Froki brothers were immediately dominated by their tribesmen, and even other returnees. They hugged warmly with the people of their hometown, and kept on He slapped his back, and the scene was full of laughter and laughter.

Until there was a commotion from the shoulder-to-shoulder crowd, it turned out that the leader came in person. Not only the chief Magnuth, but the powerful family elders also came one after another, and the onlookers spontaneously avoided losing their ground.

Soon, Rurik saw a distinguished middle-aged man, and he heard Biyuni calling him his father, and he was undoubtedly the leader.

For Magnut, he was startled when he first saw Rurik, and then his face was full of surprises.

"What a beautiful boy! Friends from far away, you must come from far away. Thank you for sending my free son back to your homeland. So, where are you from?"

Why is this old guy talking a little bit awkward?

Lurik took off his hat gently, revealing her golden hair and beautiful golden ponytail.

He bowed, paying tribute to the local host with a proud courtesy.

Liurik is not nonsense: "We are from the Rus. We sailed for 20 days, from the sea in the east to the sea in the west, until we arrived here."

"What? Are you really a Ross native?!" To be honest, Magnut couldn't believe this explanation. His worldview was subverted by this statement.

Bijuni hurriedly explained: "Dad, Mom, you must be worried about me. We have been guests with the Ross people in the past, you see." He hurriedly stood beside Rurik: "This is what we made with the Ross people. Good brother. He is the most honorable and courageous among the Ross people, and..."

Rurik raised his right hand to signal Biyuni to pause. He just started to smile a little, then raised his chest and proudly announced: "Friends of Dashanxi, I am Rurik! Rurik of Ross! I am the Principality of Ross. The next Duke of Ross, my noble man, is the one who has been blessed by Odin, and also your friend."

"You? A Principe?" Magnuth was very aware of the concept of the term "duke" , and suddenly had some misunderstandings, and hurriedly asked: "Are you from Duriste? What is the relationship between Lister and Rose?"

"Durist? I just learned the name. But Rose, it's Rose!" Rurik still smiled, pointing his little finger to the east, "We are only separated from you by this huge snow-capped mountain. We Rose belong to Sri Lanka. The Alliance of Wayaland, Svealand is now the Kingdom of Sweden, and I am the second Duke of Ross."

"Ah! Are you from Svearan?"

"It's from Ross."

"Okay! Ross people!" Magnut personally stepped forward, spreading his hands with a smile on his face: "Although I still don't know that you people from the East will come from the western sea, I blocked you in order to find you. Killed my sons. It seems that all this is the will of God, and we have met."

"This is indeed the will of God." Biyuni joined in and said, "Because Rurik is the one blessed by Odin, this is absolutely true."

At this moment, Bijuni recognizes Rurik's sacred identity from his heart. The fantasy experience of the past year has refreshed his three views.

Coincidentally, Biyuni saw his ignorant and more beautiful sister, and quickly pulled his sister Noren over.

"Brother, I..."

Bijuni did not hesitate to push Noren to Rurik's side.

"Brother, look, this is my fairy sister."

Lurik raised his head slightly, his handsome side face in the sunset, and his neat and noble posture, directly shocked the girl Nolen. But Rurik's eyes that could stare directly penetrated the girl's heart.

The feeling of throbbing heart is the deadliest!