Chapter 676： Weeping north in the cold autumn rain

"The Rise of Rurik (!

In this era, strong men are the foundation of a regime's triumphant survival. The Karelians have three tribes, of which the Great Tent tribe, Isotalva, is dominated by the largest population.

Because of the large number of people, the big tent tribe was arrogant, and because of the large number of people, they had to take the initiative to expand, and found the most abundant grassland for reindeer grazing in the snowy forest.

The glory of the past was suddenly lost with the defeat of a tragic battle. Although as many as 10,000 people have successfully escaped from the large camp by the lake, the military capabilities of the tribe have been fatally hit, and nearly 4,000 men have died in the battle. The tribe is almost destroyed.

Are they going to be devastated?

The young women fled with their children. They had to take care of the large herd of deer and fled too hastily. This group of people did not escape too far. Fortunately, their existence has not been detected by the Russian army.

If Rurik seizes the time and orders the army to pursue and kill with all its strength regardless of priority, the Russian army can probably track the fugitives and get plenty of results.

He didn't do this, so he wouldn't make the whole army take risks when the enemy's situation is unknown and the geographical situation is uncertain.

The invaders did not continue their march, and the Karelian women who had fled did not know whether they had already fought, and what if they were fighting.

Finally, hundreds of men who were defeated crossed the forest in despair. On a dark clouded night, they saw the campfire under the mound in the distance.

Will that be the enemy? The men who were frightened were terrified. They would rather wait until the day, when they saw that there were patches of brown-gray shadows in the winter, and judged that it was a huge herd of deer, they walked boldly with confidence.

The new camp of the Karelian women is 30 kilometers away from the destroyed Isotarva camp, which seems not far away, but when there are no roads, they flee madly with their children and belongings. According to the plan, they will go straight to the winter pastures in the north.

Even if the Rus army did not start a war, the Karelian Horde tribe will still begin to migrate. Winter is not far away. Winter grazing, which is related to next year's reindeer herd breeding, must be started in advance in autumn. Even for domesticated reindeer, migration is an instinct engraved in their genes. The spontaneous migration of reindeer has been broken by human domestication. Are they actually migrating under the leadership of the Karelia master? But he turned his head and said that the Karelians, who rely heavily on reindeer breeding, are forced to migrate year after year by their domesticated livestock.

Unless they have a stable supply of high-energy feed, winter grazing will become redundant.

Animal husbandry is a kind of alienated agriculture, and the reindeer herd is like "a field that can walk around."

Rose needs to control a large number of livestock to supplement his growing farming, and Rose's demand for all kinds of fur will only increase year by year. Then the Karelians, who mastered an astonishing number of reindeer, either gave up their humans and animals, or died.

Rurik didn't engrave such a strategy on the board, but he did carry out the war with the army in order to accomplish this goal.

The Karelian woman who evacuated with the deer herd was not stupid. When the defeated of her clan suddenly appeared, news of heartbreak spread throughout the camp, and all of a sudden weeping...

What should I do next? What does the intruder want to do?

They save others and know the purpose of the enemy: to kill men, kidnap women and children, and kill all deer.

The Karelian Tribal Alliance used such a strategy to deal with the Tavastias, and they were the source of such a group of slaves that the women evacuated.

Isotarva had already collapsed, and to make matters worse, an autumn rain finally came down.

In the cold environment, more than 10,000 people from the Dachen tribe drove a total of 200,000 large and small reindeer, dragging wooden carts to the winter pasture. Losing a large amount of tent materials, thousands of people can only rely on the dense pine needles of the red pine forest to shelter from the rain. The rain shelter effect is negligible. There are trembling rain shelters everywhere in the woods, and the plague has begun to appear.

Some people caught a cold and coughed desperately, and some died directly from low temperature.

The rain has lasted for three days, and as many as 100 infants died in this short period of three days, adding another sorrow for this tribe in trouble.

Even the elderly priests became precarious because of their weakness and sickness, and finally even the priests swallowed their breath on a rainy night...

People dug pits in the mud and buried these large and small dead, praying for their souls to enter the ancestral soul sea smoothly, and not to endure hardships in this mundane world.

Some women have died of their husbands and children, and have to rush to the northern winter pastures in the cold and humid conditions. Their own conditions are also precarious, and they are too weak to die. More than fifty women searched for vines, cloth strips, and even tendons for binding supplies, and used them as ropes to tie their necks and quietly end their lives.

The rain lasted for eight full days! When the sun finally reappeared, the once huge tribe of Great Tents lost as many as a thousand people during the rainy period.

The bow drill, the only fire tool that can be used in the muddy environment, cannot complete the ignition. When the dried meat they carry is eaten, they can only kill the deer, eat fresh venison and drink deer blood.

Young children can only gnaw on raw meat like adults. They complain that the meat is not tasty, and the mother says all this is because of the actions of the invaders.

Some children ignorantly ask when their father will come back, and will they return to the camp next year?

The more the child asked, the more the mother cried.

The mother can only hold the child's face and order him to have revenge when he grows up...

The fleeing team did not simply rush to the winter pasture. When the material problem encountered big trouble, they took the initiative to rush to the small account tribe, hoping to get help from their traditional allies.

Even if the situation is tragic, a miracle actually happened!

A team came from afar, and frightened people gathered together guarding the reindeer herd. The men dragged their tired bodies with spears, and watched vigilantly at a group of people from the west.

Soon the alert was lifted, and the one who came was not the enemy, but the chief Valkhba of everyone!

One thousand of the strongest warriors of the Karelian Great Tent tribe walked on the smoothest way back, and the entanglement with the Suomi people delayed Warchief Varkhba for some time. They left the western lakes again. It was a group of people carrying their more than one hundred canoes and walking through the flat forest area by land, and then found a stream in the **** rain and rushed to their hometown.

They are advancing in tortuous waterways and drifting in heavy rain. People not only have to struggle to control their ships from being overturned by the turbulence, but they also have to fight against the cold. They were very surprised to see the crowd not far away, and they were shocked when they inspected them a little bit.

The family was finally reunited, and this reunion made the soldiers fighting on the frontline almost collapsed.

Valkhba is the chief of the tribe and the chief chief of the entire Karelia.

He is also a man, a wife's husband, a child's father, and a relative's elder brother.

Both my brother and nephew gave their lives for the tribe. The entire tribe’s strong, young men lost their lives, and now there are fewer than 2,000 men who can use weapons.

The large camp by the lake collapsed, his wife and concubines were missing, and his young sons were either slaughtered or died on the muddy road of escape.

Valheba looked up at the sun and yelled at him, then cried with his headache, and suddenly his head buzzed and he fell to the ground.

What a cruel blow is this?

Thousands of people ran away in grief for so many days. The appearance of the warchief was a miracle. The low morale had just improved. Now the warchief has fallen, and there are rumors that the chief died in grief.

In fact, it is not, but the situation is not much better.

Valkhba was having a high fever, lying in the temporary camp, he completely broke off his original plan to return to the lakeside camp to defend against the enemy.

The original plan was completely meaningless, the big account tribe was finished, at least he personally felt that he had no hope of making an offer.

What he needed most was the truth, and while he was still dead, another eldest son was sitting next to him, and a few fugitive men who were in the fight were brought into the tent to explain the situation.

Five people came, and they saw the warchief blushing, or falling to the ground in shame or sadness and crying.

"You... don't cry. Tell me, what happened to Isotarva? What the **** was the attack... why did you lose... so badly!"

The last word was really accented, and everyone saw the chief spouting blood.

Yeah, why did you fail so badly? Valkhba’s three views are incomprehensible anyway.

Even if they were in battle, those who fled did not know how they were defeated.

Someone explained: “Aizairas sent people to guard the mouth of the river, but the enemy’s ships were as big as a mound, and their masts were as high as the pine trees here. Those ships fired deadly javelins, and our arrows could not hit them. Our people were They kill them easily. A large group of giants made of iron jumped out of their clothes. The enemy cannot be killed. Spears and arrows can kill the deer, but they have no effect on them."

Such rhetoric is too absurd. In fact, this is the Viking army of the Rus in the eyes of the Karelian warriors.

But in the eyes of the Suomi people, the Rus army was like this. When the Russ fleet suddenly appeared, their tentative offense was easily shattered, and the leader of the current affairs, Uko, immediately surrendered. By playing the submissive hound and the magical "internal aid" of Jevlo, he was able to exchange for the Soviet Union. The peace of the Omi people under Ross.

Then someone said, "I saw the Tavastias. There are many of them, and they followed those iron giants to kill us."

"Tavastia?!" Valkhbazar, who was squinting, sat up in a spirited manner, just about to say that life is a bit of blood.

"Father." His son immediately helped him up.

"Don't help me, let him continue."

"Yes." The man continued: "It must be the Tavastias. They must have traded their souls to the mysterious iron giants. We all know that only Tavastias hates us the most in this world. Maybe all of this It was their strategy to sell their souls in exchange for the army of evil gods. How can we defeat the army of gods? Everyone in the bear altar was killed, and our Isotarva camp was full of slain tribesmen."

Someone hurriedly followed this statement to explain: "Master Aizaelas must have noticed this situation, so that the women drove the deer to flee. We fought to the end, how to be the opponent of the magic weapon, we succeeded in finding other People, please forgive us."

The Tavastias sold their souls and signed a contract with the evil **** in exchange for the "iron giants" to destroy the Great Tent tribe.

Valkhba thinks this can be believed and even thinks this is the only reasonable explanation.

But his son Cascowe thought it was ridiculous.

"The evil god's army defeated us? The Tavastias don't have this ability yet. Father, this world must be very huge, maybe a powerful enemy from outside the region is eyeing us..."

"We didn't see the Tavastias in the west at all. They disappeared! Many people must have sacrificed their souls." Valkhba asked his son to shut up first, and then sighed.

The tent fell into deathly silence, and finally, as the chief, Varheba spoke, and he thought a lot.

"If that is a new enemy outside the territory, we may kill them. If it is the army of evil gods, when the Tavastia people have no more sacrifices, the evil gods will not continue to help them." He I don't know the truth, but this dialectical speculation has really found psychological comfort to the dazhang tribe people in confusion and panic.

"We may not be able to defeat the evil god's army, so we will withdraw first. If it is actually a new enemy, we can still win with our energy and strength. Son!"

"Father." Cascuway hurriedly turned his face to the side.

"I'm going to die... Now I give you the entire tribe. You are not afraid of evil gods or any enemies. That's why everyone considers you to be the next leader. Now the tribe is suffering from such a disaster, and the only men who can fight are left. There are more than a thousand people, we still have 10,000 women and children to rely on them to protect, and more than 100,000 reindeer... You, must not recklessly look for enemies to seek revenge."

"I will."

Seeing that his son's attitude was not firm, Valheba suddenly raised his arm, clenched his son's elbow, and said while spraying blood: "At least a few years! No revenge is allowed! We are unable to recapture the enemy until we know the situation of the enemy. Bear Altar."

His hands were full of blood vomited by his father, and Cascuwe opened his eyes in horror, "I dare not disobey."

"You are the leader now, take my sword and take all the people to the small account tribe. You go to marry the daughter of the leader over there, and you must unite all the Karelians! This is a disaster for all of us. , You have to take others to fight to the end!"

After speaking, Valkhba has fainted...

That night, the chief of the Karelians fell into a coma due to a high fever. His vomiting blood was actually gastric bleeding. This is a secret he hid from his people. Now he has suffered a series of blows. The gastric bleeding and severe fever are finally going to happen. His fate. The blood blocked the trachea, and Valheba died of suffocation in a coma.

The chief died of illness, and the people who had been talking about it early in the morning heard the bad news.

Those people whose tears were shed are now only wailing. They not only grieve for the death of the chief, but also grieve for themselves and the sad fate of their tribe.

Such a cruel sight did not scare the fool. He stood above a crown of antlers with gold decorations that symbolized the status of the leader, raised the broad-bladed iron sword of the big leader left by his father, and declared himself immediately Succession.

"People! My father's soul has gone to the ancestor spirit! I am now your leader, and the leader of all Karelians. We are going to build a brand new camp in the winter pasture! Women! Give birth! Men! ! Guard our women so that they can give birth safely! Guard our children so that they can grow up safely! In ten years, we will be able to recover.

I will take you to make a closer alliance with the small account tribes, and I will marry their women, and I will still be the recognized leader of all tribes. I will definitely lead you to regain the brothers and the glory we lost! "

What they need most is hope, and Cascuway gives them hope. He is not a naturally brave leader. Current events create people. After the catastrophe, he must immediately lead his tribe to rejuvenate.

He is not the bravest warrior on the battlefield. Now he must be the first warrior of the Great Tent tribe, even if he is acting.

Valkhba ended his life. He was already suffering from the disease. He made a large area of ​​fertility from the western lakes and became a new paradise in Karelia. This was his greatest hope for the rest of his life. He died, and his dreams turned into nothing.

There is no glorious funeral. A muddy pit is his tomb. There is no grave or tombstone, and there is no sign. This is Valkhba’s last wish to his successor. It is a devastating blow to his predecessors, and he is not worthy of a funeral, and as a guilty person, he should be buried as punishment.

The reindeer flattened the ground, and the whole tribe began to rain, and endured coldness and ran towards the north with tears.

History is following the general trend at this moment. Lurik expelled the Karelians a generation ahead of time and essentially occupied the entire lakeside area of ​​Lake Ladoga.

This is not an escape, but a strategic contraction that the Karelians have to make for future counterattacks.

Kascuwe became the new chief. He categorically did not believe in the rhetoric of those people. Any "evil god's iron giant" was the nonsense of the frightened fools. It was to justify the fugitives on the battlefield. That must be a new enemy ! The so-called conclusive claims are absurd, because the Suomi prisoners caught in the West are saying that the Tavastias were completely killed by the Rus army.

Rose? The enemy should be Ross!

The more he thought about it, the more reliable Kascuwe felt, and finally he began to announce the results of his "investigation" to the migrating people.

That is not the "apostle of the evil god", but the Ross people, a group of robbers who have killed them from far away, the robbers who made the Suomi people surrender, and the robbers who killed the whole family of Tavastia.

The enemy is human! People can be killed, as long as everyone is re-trained and vigorous ~ www.novelhall.com ~ victory will belong to Karelia.

Cascuway has guessed the truth about the truth, but the entire group of immigrants is still struggling to be defeated by the army of evil gods.

It wasn't until the priest who spread the news of the "evil god" was directly killed by Kascuwe, and threatened to kill anyone who dared to believe in slurs, and this forced everyone to shut up.

Finally, they braved a new rain to reach the winter pasture, the traditional winter pasture of the Dachen tribe, not far from the White Sea. This is already an extremely remote area, accompanied by the cold moments, the big account tribe has lost half of the people and 20% of the reindeer, and finally fled here to start a new life.

Many people believe that they finally escaped the place of right and wrong...

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