Chapter 705： , Blue Fox in Hazeby Harbor

With the armed merchant fleet heading westward, the Blue Fox brought his sailors and guards back to Hazeby Port quite smoothly.

The triangular sail is quite unique, and the top of the mast undisguisedly reveals the blue Rose flag on the white background.

Until now, the merchants in Hezeby knew that the new shop selling strange and good things belonged to the Ross people. Do businessmen have the obsession of fighters? Everyone is a business man, and profit from buying and selling things is above all else.

In fact, the blue fox did not reveal his identity for the first time. It was not until the death of the old Danish king Hafgen that he displayed this banner.

The businessmen were surprised at first, and then they were overjoyed.

Because the Russ are only doing business in Hezeby, they are a new and powerful tribe. Businessmen are generally thinking that maybe they can directly trade directly to the Russ territory by boating, and they will surely make more profits.

The prosperous bay city is in front of you, the noon sun is bright and clear, standing on the bow of the ship, the blue fox can have a panoramic view of the city.

It’s just that the layout of the city’s buildings is too messy, there is no city wall, it leads to twists and turns, and there is a lot of smell.

This is a good place to do business. As for settlement, it is obviously inappropriate.

The blue fox's appetite has long been tempted. I have seen the cleanliness of Silla Fort and Novgorod, and when I look at Hezeby, how come you feel that there are **** dens everywhere?

"Attention brothers, we are going to disembark. Protect our cargo. Someone just moved and killed them!"

Everyone screamed at them, and they all drew out steel daggers and erected steel spears.

Three armed cargo ships entered the small dock occupied and built by the Blue Fox. He could see that six armed cargo ships had been lined up neatly here.

The sailor riding on the mast yelled downward: "My lord! It must be Eric and the others! They have already returned first."

The blue fox looked intently again and couldn't help but laugh.

The mercenaries who stayed at the pier on duty saw the unique triangle sail from a distance. The lazy people gathered in a hurry, first to disperse a handful of beggars, and secondly, they lined up to catch the rope and do all the work.

Blue Fox stood at Hazeby’s wharf again. He saw the traditional long boats docked on the coast and the open-air market by the sea was also bustling.

The goods began to be moved, and a large number of squirrel skins that had not been tanned but were dried and bundled were unloaded.

Since the Ross Merchant is here again, there must be more good things!

At first, small vendors approached. They saw that the angry warriors didn't dare to act rashly, and they saw the incredible amount of leather trembling with excitement.

Because any leather is hard currency in Hezebi, not to mention these gray-red obvious large squirrel skins, absolutely sought-after goods!

Some men mainly rely on helping merchants to carry goods for their livelihoods. Blue Fox easily recruited a group of daily coolies to carry the goods back to the warehouse of the Ross store under the supervision of guards.

It seems that everything is proceeding in an orderly manner, out of the way of variables.

A bunch of young boys suddenly rushed out, and they rushed to the people carrying the leather with their broken blades.

The chaos happened suddenly, the onlookers were avoiding, the women were screaming. But three coolies were stabbed down, and a bundle of cargo was picked up by the attacker...

This is looking for death! There are always bandits who want to take risks!

"I expected such a thing." The blue fox felt his face crackled by Hezeby's wild gangsters. He roared and ordered: "Kill me! Leave me alive!"

The mercenaries are no longer a money-employment relationship. Everyone is not just doing things for the blue fox. Prince Ross is everyone’s biggest benefactor. When everyone is old and can no longer be fighters, then go to the prince’s territory to be a farmer.

The mercenaries who were armed with elite weapons and actually killed people were clean and tidy. Many of the assailants fell to the ground, and others were knocked over and captured directly on the ground.

There were also successful assailants holding a bundle of leather and ran away, saying that it was too late and that time, and a javelin flew over, directly piercing it to death.

The dead corpses and blood sacrifices on the ground lay stumblingly, a group of frightened people now came to watch, pointing at the blind assailant

Only one person was captured, and this person had his legs discounted and was pulled in front of the blue fox.

"You! Who are you? Dare to attack me? I don't know if this is mortal?"

The blue fox thought that this person would die, but he never thought that this kid was crying and wailing: "It was Karl the gray wolf who asked me to do it. He...he said that the Ross people are rich, and the brothers get rich if they grab a vote."

"Carl the Grey Wolf? This villain didn't freeze to death in the winter? Damn, it's a free city that fell on the ground. Did you give this guy a chance?"

Tucao, the blue fox asked again: "Just rob us? You dare to rob openly, is it Carl stupid or you stupid?"

"Woo...It was Karl let us do it, and I can't help it. Karl gave me food and clothes, otherwise I would have frozen to death."

"That's why you became a loyal dog! Silly boy, you were taken advantage of. That's fine..." Blue Fox felt that there was no need to ask any more, gave the mercenary a look, and then the sharp sword chopped off the person's head.

John Invar on the deck saw the sudden violence. Now he is not afraid of this kind of violence. He saw the mercenaries loyal to Ross chop melons and vegetables to eliminate the attackers in an absolutely safe place. Watching those blindfolders were killed, he couldn't help but make a cross on his chest.

The corpse was thrown directly into the sea to allow the fish to eat, leaving piles of blood stains on the dock, and when it rained in the night, the traces were washed away.

The onlookers did not make a fuss. This is a free city. There is no sanction for murder and robbery. Killing the attacker is a fearful act of justice.

Encountered an attack, Blue Fox didn't care, after all, Hazeby was such an uneven place.

Behind the surplus of residents is banditry. There is absolute freedom here. No one says it deserves everyone's admiration. A long time ago, the leader of Godfrey was fine, and the reign of King Hafgen was not as bad as it is now.

Today the city’s security is still deteriorating, even if the man named Horlick is already entrenched in the north of the peninsula, Hezeby is already at risk.

Blue Fox returned to the mansion and immediately approached the old Eric who arrived first. They exchanged cups and talked about business, and then they talked about big events.

Little Eric explained the latest situation on behalf of his old father: "Brother, the world is not peaceful these days. Some bad news is spreading. A man named Horrick Klarsson called himself the King of Denmark, and the messenger asked Hezeby to surrender. Pay tribute."

"Is there anything like this? It... has something to do with my attack on the dock today?" Blue Fox has realized that things have become complicated.

Little Eric hesitated: "It should be okay, but those businessmen are very scared. You know, no one wants their own interests to be damaged."

"Horik Klarsson? What's this? A shameless nameless person." The blue fox grumbled viciously, "Almost all the wealth of the prince in my hand. That guy dares to take our etiquette, just pick Start a war!"

"Yes! But the war between Denmark and Ross and Sweden has not stopped. It's just that it has nothing to do with the merchants of Hezeby. We also have a large number of Saxon merchants here, some Frankish merchants, you can even see from Pomeranian A slave trader in Asia. There is also a special large building, which is a Frankish temple."

"That's the monastery." The blue fox pointed out the clear name, and then followed the words: "Speaking of which, the lord has a good understanding of this monastery. The lord also wrote a letter asking me to give it to the name there. For the guy in Eskil..."

"This...I don't understand." Little Eric was stunned. "Is the adult still interested in those Frankish monks? My father and I have no interest."

"I don't care, but I have to complete the task."

"Also. Brother, you are late, I want to tell you the good news, this year's goods sales are really good. Ironware, leather, hahaha..."

Ironware and leather have always been sought-after goods by Hezeby. Because there is no proven iron ore in Denmark, the local small animals have been hunted out long ago. The Ross people brought a large amount of urgently needed goods to alleviate the contradiction between supply and demand.

Of course, objectively it also gave birth to the local bandits and bandits who focused on Rose's leather.

Speaking of leather, Blue Fox was even more happy. He deliberately asked the little brother: "The prince got a lot of squirrel skins in the East. Guess how many?"

"A game? I came to see a large amount of leather coming into the warehouse. It seems to be squirrel leather. I have never seen so many in my life. I guess there are ten thousand."

"Only ten thousand?"

"Why? I said it is less? Then twenty thousand."

"No!" Blue Fox laughed up to the sky: "As many as 30,000 squirrel skins, as well as some mink and fox skins. The Duke ordered us to sell them, and said that the price can be lowered appropriately. We must make a big deal this year. Windfall, it’s best to change all into silver coins. Because the prince said, he needs silver coins very much now."

Hearing the description of the blue fox, Eric and his son were shaking with excitement.

Old Eric tremblingly asked: "The prince only needs silver coins?"

"There are slaves. We bought all of Hezeby's slaves this year and shipped them to Shilla Fort. To complete these tasks, the prince will do us a lot."

Blue Fox’s two younger sisters are married to this little Eric, and now they both have children, and Blue Fox has become uncles.

He has dependents himself, but he is not married. He raised a few favored girls and placed them in Hezeby, working as maids on weekdays, and now he is doing business with his master.

John Invar, he has been in the territory of the Ross people for two years, and he has experienced too many things. He has extremely complicated feelings for this Heizer than him.

Those businessmen who pushed the cup to change the cup, John Invale was actually qualified to participate in it, and even asked the blue fox for a maid to be happy.

But this is already a sacred realm! You can indulge yourself in the north, and you must discipline yourself here.

An oil lamp was swaying, and it was raining outdoors. John Invall was alone in the wooden house, kneeling on the floor and praying to God for repentance.

Yes, he does want to confess, and he has to find his teacher Eskil to do the confession in person, even if he still thinks that the guy is plotting against him.

It’s okay...

John Invall respects Eskil, the man saved himself, so...

He covered his backyard, planning to bring some seal oil produced by Rost himself. In fact, he has always been voluntary, and there is indeed a big problem with his psychology.

The next day, flags were hung on the public top shop of the Ross people, and a large number of dried squirrel skins were sold on a large scale.

What is the price? Blue Fox upholds the king's request, the price can be lower, based on last year's price as a reference, a comprehensive price reduction for the most numerous squirrel skins.

The price is determined to be two silver coins and one skin, no bargaining is allowed.

The price is cheaper, it can only be cheaper, He Kuan, these leathers are dried in the sun, and the buyer will have to go through the tanning process when they buy it back.

A huge number of squirrel skins can be fully leatherized when they are transported to their hometown in Roseburg, and then made into finished clothes and tools on the spot. In the beginning, Liulik also planned to bring leather to his hometown, which involved a major immigration project, and the leather processing work had to be strategically suspended.

The raw materials of the leather industry have been dumped to Hezeby in large quantities. It is a good thing that the price is lower, and the amount of leather provided by the Ross people is amazing, and the merchants are already boiling.

Blue Fox has always been a guest of the Hazeby Business Guild, and now the big businessmen have gone to the Ross store on a large scale, and they are spending money on buying leather.

The old Eric is temporarily in charge of the local sales work. He and the guys are in unprecedented fatigue.

A large number of silver coins began to be credited, and the father and son predicted that as many as 70,000 silver coins may be credited when the Eastern goods shipped by Blue Fox are sold out!

Of course, while the merchants who spend money like to mention high-quality leather, they also inquired about where the fat blue fox went.

The so-called business president simply sent an invitation: "We are going to hold a new business conference. If Lord Blue Fox arrives late or not, everything is meaningless. Maybe we should respect Lord Blue Fox as our president. "

This is a big offer, but the Blue Fox and John Invale took a group of guards aggressively to the Frankish monastery early in the morning.

What can old Eric say. Blue Fox said that today’s affairs should not be interfered with by others, so he lied: "Lord Blue Fox has spent too much energy on a woman after being tired. He will go to the meeting after he has a good rest."

This explanation caused the businessmen to laugh, and for a second thought it was indeed the truth.

In fact, the blue fox had already stood in front of the monastery.

Eskil has always used Hezeby as the base camp for spreading his faith northward, where he takes in orphans and trains them as devout believers. Among them, he can't help but enjoy them.

He was ruled by the precepts not to be close to women, so he changed the curve to meet his needs. He formed a choir, but had an affair with every boy among them.

This kind of thing was acquiesced. He was recognized by Rome as the next Archbishop of Bremen. His hobby is known to the noble priests of the diocese. so what? Everyone is like that. What's more, the little priests who are "favored" are usually reused as cronies in the future. Eskil will cultivate these little priests who are specially taken care of. They may be the bishops of various regions. He feels that he has done a good job.

An army suddenly stood at the doorway that was otherwise deserted.

The little priest who got up early opened the door to welcome the fresh morning sun after the rain. What he saw was the army!

The little priest rushed back, and after a while, Eskil hurried out with a stick.

He was terrified, for fear of a gangster attacking him. Because those are gangsters! The culprit is the coat of arms of the Earl of Hamburg deliberately hung at the entrance of the monastery.

Because this monastery legally belongs to the Diocese of Hamburg, the Earl of Hamburg was given administrative power by Prince Ludwig administratively. Local wise people dare not make trouble in this monastery. Businessmen of all sizes cherish their own interests, and those related to their interests do not want to provoke the Franks to anger.

Besides, no one thinks that this poor-looking stone spire monastery has any wealth. After all, the group of Frankish monks are dressed in black robes every day, walking around and preaching, calling everyone to live ascetic monks, and be indifferent to magnificence and nobleness.

It is true that in this era, Christian monks pay attention to asceticism and eat lightly. Even this monastery is seriously lacking in gold and silver utensils. This is different from other monasteries.

Eskil has already learned basic Danish, and he walked out with believers over fifty, intending to persuade this group of money-seeking villains.

Unexpectedly, he was just about to speak, when he saw the banner of the armed man on the opposite side showing up? ! You are from Ross! "Eskil felt incredible.

At this moment, John Invar, who had changed his robe, got out of the crowd. Although he hadn't seen him for more than two years, his face had not changed much, and his beard had been shaved clean with a sharp dagger.

Eskil recognized his student at a glance: "John! It's you. I actually saw you again, oh god, you are the most merciful."

Eskil was busy drawing a cross, which made the blue fox too speechless.

No, the blue fox also said: "Eskil, I am the special envoy confirmed by Lord Rurik, Lord Rose, and I want to send you John Invall and his handwritten letter."

"Is that...Is that so. Does your master plan to accept our holy faith? Oh, it must be so."

Eskil looked at the morning sun, then looked at the people in front of him, and felt that all this was arranged by God. No matter how terrible the armed men in front of them are, they are all lost lambs, they can all be probated, and they can even be baptized today.

And the return of dear John Invall, this kid looks more handsome.

"Quick! My friends from afar, enter the monastery, let's talk about everything in detail!"

Eskil was full of confidence. He was asked to end his current job in 840 and officially go to Bremen as archbishop.

It seems that the time given to Eskil is not much. He will not hesitate to seize all the time. If a few years can influence that very young and handsome Prince Rurik, his greatest glory is.