Chapter 910： Vaxjo's choice

The occupied villages became the camps of the Rus' army, and the captured women immediately became cooks who made fires.

They had just witnessed the terrifying killing, and it was an extravagant hope for them to cooperate honestly, and even use some means to prevent them from trying to escape.

The women were roped around their necks and labored under the surveillance of the soldiers.

Fisk assembled his own soldiers and ordered the cavalry to line up with horses.

The faces of the soldiers were filled with the joy of victory, that the capture of the fishing village was unsatisfactory.

He preached in front of the soldiers: "We will conquer them! We must also beware of their sneak attacks. We must maintain vigilance and control the consumption of materials. You put the horses in the farmland and let them nibble on the oat seedlings." Look closer to shore and try to catch some catch..."

Although carrying a lot of provisions, Fisk did not have the luxury to use it indefinitely.

Now that the cavalry has finally settled down, no matter what the Växjö people do, the cavalry will surely get at least two days of rest, during which the Rus army has enough time to "thresh the grain".

And another man, has not hesitated to take his guys into action.

That's Kanuf, because he was carrying the infantry to follow the cavalry, and the task was to supplement the cavalry and **** logistical supplies.

He personally brought a group of brothers and crossbows into the forest area to hunt, and returned with a group of captured and swaggeringly captured people in the evening.

Two soldiers carried wooden sticks with a row of squirrels hanging from the sticks, and even five moose that had been shot were carried back.

All the way to the south, cavalry stole the limelight. Kanuf and his guys were almost just escorting vehicles on the march. This hunting was a feeling for everyone to get back.

The horses who took off their saddles nibbled on the oat seedlings recklessly. When they came back, the horses all ate and murmured mellowly.

Fisk was in a good mood, and it was even better when Kanuf returned with a pile of prey.

He glanced at the little moose that were hung up: "Very good prey, I thought there were no deer to hunt in this area."

"Maybe the locals are not good at archery."

"It's all little deer? Maybe you can try to shoot the big deer."

"Forgive me." Fisk shrugged embarrassedly: "I did it on purpose. If I really shoot the deer, I won't be able to carry it back. Now cut these deer and our brothers will eat them. .and……"

"What's up?"

"How about those women? Are they obedient, do they want to run away?"

"Naturally not."

"Alright. According to our agreement, those women belong to me."

"Can."

Those captured women had reached the age of marriage, but they were not yet married. They could estimate what would happen, and they could only work sullenly under the deterrence of the conquerors.

Amazingly, these conquerors did not appear to be mere executioners. They buried the corpses of the villagers and gave themselves plenty of cooked wheat.

The soldiers chatted about the day's affairs around the campfire and looked forward to the future.

When the women had finished eating the wheat, the nooses of their necks were removed.

Kanuf was leading the king's standing army. He selected twenty older and unmarried soldiers from the team and led them to lead all the women away.

Although there is no wedding, they are already a de facto marriage. Even if they were reluctant, the soldiers had already established the fact that night when they took their women away, and it was only violent means such as tattooing on the skin to demarcate the attribution. Those women could only suffer in silence because they knew that they had been abandoned by their parents and that Vaxjo would not be at peace.

However, they said that the villagers and caravans who were let go naturally ran away when they got the chance to leave.

Hagrid and the businessman Haverus had to **** some goods, so their actions took some time.

Along the way, the two had some more detailed conversations. As for the purpose of the Rus people, the current businessman Haverus had already made up his mind.

Can't fight! Never fight!

Even if the Rus army is small now, the army behind them is enough to destroy the entire Vaxjo.

"I'm afraid that those guys in the village think they have a chance, especially the Danes, and the people who escaped from Gotland." Haverus couldn't hide his fear.

Hagrid comforted: "At least the price offered by the Rus is very merciful, and it is in all of our interests to surrender to them."

"The people of Vaxjo may be satisfied, the others...I'm not sure. We'll have a meeting, how will you be then?"

"Naturally point out the situation to them at the meeting."

"Ah! You'll be in danger then."

"Yeah. It's very dangerous, but what can I do?" Hagrid smiled bitterly: "My family and my wealth are being seized by the Rus, that's all I can do. You really hurt me by pointing me out. ."

Hagrid said this, and Haverus really scolded this guy ten thousand words in his heart.

No one really wants to accept the rule of an outsider, and it is impossible to accept the rule of Rus in order to avoid disaster.

The village refugees were evacuated first, and the Vaxjo settlement south of the lake had been fried.

The fishermen who escaped first told everyone the terrifying truth. A large number of people riding monsters came out of the forest, and they killed people ruthlessly when they saw them. But it's hard to explain why the "monster" let hundreds of villagers flee.

For a moment Vaxjo was in chaos, and fear and anger spread throughout all the villages.

At this moment, the Danish businessman who fled as a refugee thought of the horror of war again, and was astonished that he had escaped to a safe inland area, but he suddenly encountered disaster again.

"Monster? A man riding a monster? What is that?"

Until the refugees pointed out a term that made all Danish businessmen tremble with fear - the Rus.

The Russ are here! The fear of Vaxjo natives is instinctive, and they have no idea how the Danes are so frightened that they almost go crazy.

Some Danish businessmen began to check their belongings, count their slaves and mercenaries, and thought about escaping this possibly unsafe area.

Signs of the Danes fleeing have appeared, and they may have to return to the Silver Fort.

Most of Vaxjo's natives are in fact uneasy about this sort of thing, because they never wanted their turf to be ceded to a group of Danish refugees. However, the foe that makes the Danes tremble does bring real disaster to the Växjö village, and there are many indications that the Rus from the north have a strong purpose.

A meeting of Nordic was called urgently, and the chiefs of ten villages and ten Danish merchants were represented, and the twenty were quarreling in the parliamentary chamber.

Some Danes pointed out the horror of Ross, and the Swedes who acted in partnership with Ross are not good guys. Their opinion is that regardless of the attitude of others, capable people will run away while the present is still peaceful.

Some Danes turned it around completely. Their past lives in Silver Fort suffered a devastating blow, and they were suffocated. This was the only way to stabilize. A few years later, the enemy came from another direction. How to live in peace again? It's better to take private soldiers to fight with the Rus.

The Danes themselves were in conflict, and Vaxjo was even more chaotic.

The attitudes of the villages are highly inconsistent.

"They released a lot of villagers, which shows that they didn't kill people when they saw them. Maybe we can make peace with them and hand over some tributes to solve the disaster."

"Make peace? Are we all cowards? We have tens of thousands and could easily organize a thousand fighters or more."

"But they are riding the monsters in the forest, and we can win the battle with the monsters?"

"Monster? The villagers must have been frightened. If they see a bear, they call it a monster. Even if there is a monster, we can kill it."

In the parliamentary court where the quarrel was full of porridge, there were also old affairs. An old man with steamed buns and white hair tried his best to appeal to everyone to calm down.

He said: "Since the Rus have occupied our village to the north, why don't we send envoys to talk to them? If they simply need tribute, if they can come up with some money to appease these guys, things will be settled. If their The requirements are too harsh, and it will not be too late for us to fight with arms at that time.”

"You old guy is out of his mind." Someone shouted with boos: "In my opinion, what you mean is superfluous. We still have time, and now organize the men of the villages to bring weapons and assemble, we might as well take the initiative to annihilate them. ."

There was a village leader who made such a rhetoric, and immediately found some Danish businessmen who were in the main battle and applauded. One person shouted happily: "Then I will take out all the private soldiers, I will fight them hard, and I will take revenge."

Naturally, some people suggested that we can make a compromise, so they said bluntly: "Since the old guy said that he can talk to the Russ. Whoever proposed it, let him go. This... Everyone has no opinion."

The pressure was directly transmitted to the old man Baihu, who simply poked his cane vigorously: "Okay! I'm leaving tomorrow! I'm also getting old, if those Rus people kill me, you should be armed. Hopefully, this disaster can be cured. settled smoothly."

The first Nordic meeting in Vaxjo did not discuss anything, if there was, it was an old guy who was the messenger on behalf of everyone.

Coincidentally, a large team returned to the settlement south of Helga Lake the next day.

Their appearance aroused the public's high alert, and the armed villagers with short spears and harpoons immediately surrounded them, and it seemed that the merchants who had left before put their guard down.

In an instant, Hagrid from Jönköping suddenly showed a flag and shouted: "People of Vaxjo! It looks like you all know some news! I am an envoy from the Rus, I am from Jönköping, I want to Have a good chat with your boss."

Just this sentence, things became serious again. As soon as he heard that it was the envoy of the Rus, the armed villagers captured Hagrid without saying a word, and even kicked him a few times. Detaining him has a tendency to be executed on the spot.

This frightened the businessman Haverus to shout stupidly: "Idiot! If you kill this messenger, the Rus will really kill us all!"

He took his buddies up and down to pull the armed villagers away, which immediately aroused the vigilance of a group of mercenaries of Danish ethnicity.

Soon, some prominent figures came to investigate the cause of the riot, and when they learned that the envoy of Ross had arrived suddenly, they immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.

The Ross flag in Hagrid's hand had been torn apart in the chaos. He picked up the pieces of dyed mud and collected them in a ball, feeling lingering fears about what had just happened. He even felt that his visit was superfluous. The people of Vaxjo had already begun to prepare for the war. The Ross cavalry who were still stationed might as well go south and kill a group of people with their powerful strength, and then they could probably conquer Vaxjo.

Just like the easy conquest of Jönköping some time ago.

The Rus sent emissaries, which made the situation even more delicate. In this way, the white-bearded old man does not have to go out to negotiate with the Rus in person. Because of the threat of war, the people of all villages are gathering in the core settlements of Växjö. The Nordic meeting was crowded with fifty people, merchants big and small, and the heads of all the villages.

Pairs of eyes stared at the messenger Hagrid with complex eyes, and he naturally became the target of public criticism.

Like being surrounded by a pack of beasts, Hagrid himself was under enormous psychological pressure. He can't talk about loyalty to Ross, just to save his own life, he is afraid of saying the wrong thing.

"Actually, I'm not from Rus. I'm from Jönköping, and the people of Rus ask me to give you a message. Don't look at me with angry eyes. I'm just a businessman, and my family still Being held by the Rus. I'm the same as you, and I actually hate those Rus..." He tried to say something tactful, despite the fact that he had actually gotten some benefits from the Rus.

A man who looked quite brave said angrily: "It's all bullshit. Say it! Messenger! What are those Russ trying to do?"

"Huh?! Please let me explain one thing first."

"Come on!" Many people yelled at Hagrid with their arms pointed at Hagrid.

"Everyone, please calm your anger. I mean Karl, the wild bear of Wiesingerser, he has been killed. The Rus killed maybe five thousand people in the north, and even Jonkoping, where I am, was killed by their army. It's easy to break through. I only survived because I paid a tribute."

"Don't talk nonsense. What the **** do the Ross people want to do?!" Someone urged.

"It's actually very simple. The Rus asked everyone in Vaxjo to surrender to them, and then pay a batch of tribute and everything will be fine."

Sounds incredible, pay a few tributes and you're done? Pooh! What if the so-called "some tribute" is actually all the wealth that everyone has?

The Danish businessmen present at the scene, the main battle faction, cursed: "Don't lie to me! I have seen the actions of those Rus!"

So the Gotland refugees present were so excited that they cried aloud. These Gotlanders denounced what the Rus did on Gotland Island ten years ago and called on everyone not to believe it.

Vaxjo has never been monolithic, and even the original inhabitants of the region have their differences.

Some local chieftains doubted the war intentions of the Danes and Gotlanders. Perhaps this matter was really just a matter of paying a batch of tribute and bowing to the court, and there was no need to cause war at all.

"Well, it's good if we surrender? We don't want to be slaves," someone suddenly shouted.

The embarrassed Hagrid waited for the doves to come, and immediately said: "The Rus people said that as long as they surrender, the whole of Rus will be open to everyone. Businessmen can go directly to the far north or the far east to do business. It is the territory of the Rus. There are no pirates there. As long as you pay some tribute in the port of the Rus, you can do business freely. Think about it, it is a very large market. It is not a bad thing to surrender to Rus, and we will become rich. "

Hagrid himself made a lot of hype, and what he said was actually the truth. Unfortunately, the people present, even the doves who suddenly spoke up, felt that this "fact" was unbelievable.

Is there such a conqueror? Could such a benevolent conqueror be masochistic? Or indulge in some very strange pride? It is unheard of to give the conquered people, instead of being slaves, great benefits after the fact!

The people of Vaxjo feel that everything is a complete lie from their own standpointOnce everyone really surrendered, those Rus people swaggering in and the next step is to kill like crazy, then the only people who lose their armed time will be only slaughtered.

All of a sudden, the main battle factions rose up and swarmed around Hagrid and pressed him to the floor, only to be **** with ropes.

Even though some doves and watchers went too far, the Nordic meeting was dominated by the supporters.

One person shouted: "Lies! It's all lies! We want to organize an army to recover the lost land on the north shore of our lake! Organize an army and let's go! Kill those Rus!"

As a result, there was a tsunami in the council hall, and the people of Vaxjo made their own choice.

In this regard, Haverus hurriedly escaped from the parliamentary court. He didn't care about Hagrid's life and death, and now ran back to his home swiftly to discuss the future. He couldn't convince the madmen who were fighting, but he could do something to avoid the worst. He then ordered his family: "Find some white cloth and blue cloth, and make a pattern according to my requirements." Yes, Haverus had been sewing the Ross flag overnight.