Chapter 509： This is an ambition for Britain

After not sailing for too long, Rurik and his entourage arrived safely at the Washobi Farm in Ostan.

Rurik's palm tried his best to cover the sun, and when he saw this place at first sight, he only felt it was shabby.

There are a large number of wooden long houses here, and a few houses have walls made of piled stones, but their overall simplicity is obvious.

The long boat docked at a small pier.

"It seems that your family owns a lot of ships." Rurik said casually.

"No. Rurik of Ross, most of the long boats you see are not from my people."

"Who is that? Why are their ships with you."

"It's just friends. They are all the masters of Vashobi."

Rurik was a little strange, but fortunately Frocky who was accompanying him gave a simple explanation. Because Vashobi itself is a village formed by a group of small families gathered together, and the Ostans are the most prestigious of these people, and they are officially the village chief of this village.

As Rurik landed, he stepped on the green grass and soon saw the overview of the whole village with his own eyes.

A large number of simple houses are hidden by sparse pine and oak forests. Of course, many of the houses are essentially like tents. It is hard to see that they are houses if they lie in without someone coming in and out.

Those people saw Ostan coming back, and many people walked out of the house grinning and greeted him.

Why are there some strange visitors?

They are uniquely dressed and seem to have a lot to do with the big ship entering the fjord?

People remain cautious with out-of-towners, and Lurik is also slightly hooked, scanning the surrounding people from the corner of his eyes to estimate their number and composition.

The scene was a little embarrassing for a while, and Ostan stretched out his hand to greet him: "Don't be nervous, these are Ross people. Especially this, young Rurik, is our distinguished guest!"

After all, the old guy patted Rurik on the shoulder again: "Friend, stay with me tonight. I happen to talk to you about that great thing."

"I have no objection. However, you need to send someone to inform the leader of this matter."

"I'll send someone to do it."

A batch of pine branches ignited a fire, and a lamb was peeled and roasted.

Vashobi welcomed the distinguished guests, and Ostan decided to roast a lamb to entertain Rurik, making his simple home even more decent.

The number of cattle and sheep raised by the locals is very limited. These animals often blow the wind from the Atlantic Ocean and feed on the trivial meadows on the west coast. The harsh natural environment makes Washobi almost a forbidden land for grazing. People here are still struggling to survive.

Because the best settlements in the fjord are already overcrowded, the overcrowded people only get the area near their home port to open up new settlements, or betray the tribe to “work” for the Bergen people.

As everything settled down, until Rurik personally entered the banquet in the village, Rurik fully understood that Vashobi was a semi-detached settlement relative to the entire Balmerk tribe, which was equivalent to the Rus’s. The relationship between the home port of the Ross people and Tombstone Island.

The dozen or so strong men of Vashobi all entered the brightly lit largest house under the call of Ostan.

This house is not a long house. According to Rurik, it is a huge permanent tent. A huge wooden "mushroom head" is installed on the wooden wall close to the circle. There is a hole in the center, so that a bonfire is lit indoors, and the exhaust gas is free from the hole.

With a noble status, Rurik has the right to enjoy roasted leg of lamb. Even the three Russian fighters, including Jeflo, were admirable for their heroic spirit, and they naturally became guests. In the same way, Noren and Frokey are the two children of the leaders, and Ostan will also be courteous.

In fact, when Ostan saw the intimacy of Noren and Rurik, an unexplainable sense of loss enveloped him.

The youngest son Esbjörn had reached the age to marry, he deliberately waited until Norren grew up, and then took the youngest son to propose marriage. Now, all the plans have been ruined, but I will never lose.

Rurik, a boy from the sea, his hometown is the ocean in the east of the mountains.

Although this is unbelievable, looking at it now, the Ross people have a dreamy big ship and can naturally sail extremely long distances.

Many strong men gathered together, they all wore swords and hand axes, and their eyes glanced at themselves from time to time. This meal left Rick really uncomfortable.

It wasn't until Ostan saw that Rylik had eaten half of a lamb's leg, and finally he said, "It's time to talk about business! Rylik, you see, we, the bravest men of Vashobi, are all here."

"Okay! Talk about business."

Rurik gently put down the meat, he looked around and realized that there was no need for any cover: "Osten, I know what you are going to do. You are trying to rush into the so-called end of the world. You are looking for a new home to build one. Better Gas Hobby."

"Yes. Refreshing! Do you... think we can do it?"

When asked abruptly, Rurik was stunned for a moment: "Is this my problem? It's obviously your problem. If you have confidence, take your friends on a long voyage. Therefore, you don't have full confidence up to now."

"Indeed, because sailing west, or being swallowed by sea monsters, or falling into the abyss at the end of the world, no one knows what's there. I know some brave people try to sail away..."

"And then?" Rurik asked.

Osteen sullenly shook his head: "No one survived."

Of course, sailing in the ocean has to face too many dangers. At least the hydrological conditions of the Baltic Sea are much better than those of the Atlantic Ocean.

Rurik leaned back slightly: "So, what can I do for you? Encourage you in words? Or provide more direct help?"

"We...I..." Oster continued to hesitate for a while, and finally raised the longing of Vashobi and his team to ponder for a night: "I want to buy your big ship."

"Buy?" Ostan’s proposal immediately cheered Rurik. After all, Rurik had already made a verbal agreement with Bijuni regarding the purchase of the ship, so even if it was to buy a ship, it would be selling the new ship to the leader. Magnut.

"Yes! The average long ship may not be able to withstand the waves of the sea, but if we have a big ship, we are not afraid of anything."

Rurik didn't want to refute Ostan's extravagant hopes. The Aphrodite was a ship imitating Caravel. Even if she was upgraded to a Galen-type ship with a displacement of thousands of tons, it would still not be able to withstand the huge waves in a sea typhoon. Halsey, the bull who is free from the plane, but in a hurry, took the entire fleet to fight the typhoon. Even the 30,000-ton steel aircraft carrier can only rely on his huge size to resist. The life of eight hundred sailors.

To be honest, even if there is a new ship, Rurik doesn't want to sell it to this group of people. It's not that he has strategic concerns, but that these guys simply can't afford it.

Faced with Rurik's hesitation, Ostan urged: "Friend, you at least give me a price."

"Okay." Rurik exhaled, "at least two thousand pounds of salt."

As soon as this statement came out, the whole house was choked.

Osteen remained silent for a long time and finally suffocated a wry smile: "Two thousand pounds of salt? This is... crazy. We, Vashobi, have to work for many years to make so much salt."

Rurik shrugged: "But I see that you are very refreshing to buy my ironware."

"That's different. I want to arm my friends. We want to organize an armed expedition. We have to pay for weapons even if they are expensive. Besides, the quality of your Ross irons is excellent. I am really eye-opening."

"Oh. To be honest, about a big ship selling for two hundred pounds of silver coins, this is actually the best price for a friend. If I were to get serious, it would make sense to sell you four hundred pounds of silver coins. What do you think? We have to go through 20 days of continuous sailing, crossing the Danish blockade, and fighting if necessary, before we can get the ship to your port. For this voyage, I am also alive and well."

What Rurik said was completely true, and in the eyes of Ostan and others, the Rus were simply exercising strength to persuade them to retreat on the issue of buying big ships.

"But two thousand pounds of salt is crazy. In order to buy your batch of ironware, we at Vashobi have sold you salt that has been boiled for a whole year."

"You can only make one hundred pounds of salt a year?" Rurik asked fiercely, poking his head.

"If you work hard, maybe you can reach 200 pounds. You see, it will take us ten years at the earliest before we can buy one of your big ships."

"That's because you are too poor!" Rurik slapped the table violently. Now that there are some unkind words in his heart, he finally yelled out.

"Osten!"

"in."

Rurik’s words no longer modified any honorifics. He stretched out his hands and pointed to the west: "Do you know Britain? That big island is in the southwest. Do you think the western sea is the end of the world? I tell you, what is the abyss? What huge sea monsters are all cowardly conjectures. Cowards dare not go out to sea, so they make up some lies to cover up their cowardice. If you believe it, then you are fools."

How can Ostan endure being reprimanded by a cub at his age? But he froze, only because Rurik's words mentioned a very curious conclusion.

"We all know the existence of Britain. The guys in Bergen went there to capture a lot of slaves and robbed a lot of gold and silver. But how do we get to Britain all the way to the west?"

"You... think that Britain is just a small island? It's longer than the distance from Balmerk to Bergen. You are very poor now, but what I see is a group of warriors." With that, Rurik Simply stood up: "I can guarantee that you will find land when you sail west, and you can build new settlements in more comfortable places. And I, I also intended to manipulate the big ship to explore the western waters. Because, I got it. oracle."

Rurik patted his chest, and the phrase "I got the oracle" really shocked Ostan.

"Flying west, we will encounter some islands where we may be able to settle. If we leave the port and turn to the southwest, we will definitely find the northernmost point of Britain."

Hearing it, Osteen excitedly shot the case: "So, will you help us?"

"It's not just you? I'm not just here to sell a shipment. I'm here, then our two tribes will join hands and do a great thing." Rurik simply approached Ostan and looked up. The old guy: "Don't you want to be like those Bergen, kill Britain to grab a lot of wealth?"

"Yes! I think about it all in my dreams. Maybe I won't see that day alive, but my two sons, my family, and my friends must grow their sheep in a warm place."

"Then follow me!"

"Okay. But, for all my Vashobi fighters, including all the female fighters, I can only assemble a team of one hundred and fifty people, and the strength is not strong. I don't want to simply looting in Britain, I I want to settle down."

Compared to ordinary Vikings, the motives of this Ostan of Vashobi's expedition are really peculiar. Rurik thought about it, and suddenly, he really realized that these guys are Norwegians. Although they are all Vikings, there is indeed a big difference between Norwegian Vikings and Danish Vikings. The various Norwegian tribes, rather than plunder, they are willing to find a new world and act as pioneers.

Vashobi, by the standards of the current era, Rurik determined that she was already a medium-sized village. All Viking tribes, even if a girl has the strength to pick up an axe, then she is counted as a female warrior. The tribes can be described as all the people are soldiers, and here in Vashobi, Rurik saw the most simple "nodic-style democracy".

This Ostan, his position in Vashobi is just a spokesperson for all residents.

The men present all began to express their opinions. Everyone’s attitude was very pure. The so-called if the Ross ship is going to explore the west, if Rurik intends to find Britain and start plundering, then the warriors of the entire Washoby will row long. Ship, as a moneyless mercenary of the Rus, join the war. Once they looted the natives of Britain, they decided to take out half of the spoils and give them to the Ross people.

Everyone has this attitude, and in the end Ostan is also vigorously supporting it. Everyone started booing, just begging to hear Ross's Rurik's affirmative attitude.

"Okay, I am relieved to see you support me so much. But..."

"What's the difficulty?"

Rurik cleared his throat: "Soon your leader will hold a meeting."

"Yes. Many distinguished persons are planning to gather in our tribe’s courtroom. You will have a good meeting with you. The matter I invite you now is only a private matter of our Washobi side. We sign any contract, in essence. It doesn’t count."

"But you really want to leave here and build Nyvastholmby in a warm place. You don't have to worry about this." Rurik patted his chest, "I and Bijuni are already brothers. We talked a lot. Biyong After Ni learned that there was a heading that could directly rush to Britain, he was also very supportive of the attack on that side. You Vashobi organized an army to support it alone. If your entire Balmerk tribe organizes an army, we will take advantage of the summer this year. During the warm period, it will be able to rush to Britain smoothly."

Osteen was very excited, and a sleeping beast aroused the desire to hunt, "If everyone supports this plan, that would be great. I'm just a little worried."

Suddenly, the bald boy Flo, who had been in the audience, stood up and said, "Uncle Ostan, what the Rurik brothers said is true. We have been planning this plan for a long time, and now the Ross people’s big ship is parked in the harbor and rushed towards Britain. We have a golden opportunity to gain wealth."

"You? Boy." Osteen glared at Frocky: "Maybe there will be a battle. Are you eager to explore and fight when you are young?"

"Fighting? I have fought several naval battles with the DanesI am not afraid."

"This is a fact." Lurik added immediately: "I am not afraid of any enemies in naval battles. I will announce this in public in the Chamber. Chief Magnuth will definitely support me, and you will be very supportive. "

"Of course."

"Very good. As long as you rush to Britain, you will have the opportunity to looting and you will become rich. At that time, you will buy our goods with a steady stream of wealth. Listen, I don't intend to be willing to be poor. Guys do business, you must get rich quickly."

Osteen nodded deeply, then opened his arms and hugged Rurik in his arms, like a father holding his son.

"You... are indeed the messenger sent by Odin. You have brought us a chance for Vashobi."

Rurik hurriedly broke free, and asked, "What are you going to do until then?"

"I understand. I will be your absolute supporter in the Chamber, and I will attack all doubters. We will succeed in attacking Britain's plan!"