Chapter 1140： King's return

Fall in love with youkanshu.com, the rise of Rurik

The day is already 842 years.

The frozen Ladoga Lake gives passersby a desperate emptiness and loneliness.

The arctic winds of the wilderness swept across the vast ice sheet, and a huge sled team ran wild on the nearshore ice.

Through the rough glass factory, Rurik, sitting in the warm cabin of the sled, could see everything outside.

Noren, Bejahir, Svetlana, the queen and the side chamber are all here.

Only the highest scribe Ella remained in the capital and continued to personally supervise the printing and distribution of "Rossaga". By the way, I also conducted some investigations on the current situation of the capital's trade market, recorded the data of several bulk goods, and then submitted it to the king for further study and judgment.

The people accompanying them were thickly wrapped, and even the horses that guarded the cavalry were covered with an extra layer of woolen blankets.

The journey with the worst environment is no more than the one on the Ladoga Lake. Although a new inland route has been opened up, the old road is still the best solution to ensure the smooth movement of a large number of people.

There has been a snowfall recently, the north wind blew off the ice boots, the snow piled up in the nearby woodlands, and the frozen lakes and rivers became perfect roads.

Those reindeer who have been transferred to hauling vehicles and sleds are nailed to special shoes with tiny spikes to prevent the ice from slipping.

The horseshoes of the cavalry were also extensively repaired, and the horses were trimmed.

Thanks to the new anti-skid shoes, the entire team was able to move at high speed.

Only a small number of winter catchers set up tents and sheds near the shore. Such people often start building camps in the fall and are now digging holes in the ice to fish and catch Ladoga seals.

The last ice journey on the Volkhov River was smooth, and people on the return journey even felt a noticeable push back.

That is the arctic wind traversing this frozen passage, objectively making the southbound team faster.

In the end, the flag trembled and roared in the strong wind, and the chanting of the people was also masked by the wind.

The snow-covered farmland has created a snow field, and the main city of Novgorod in the snow is like a lake and quiet.

Are people hiding?

Also, most people don't want to hang out outdoors in the extreme cold of January, they don't want to accidentally freeze to death.

Unless, that is some ambitious ruthless person.

The Second Banner of Cavalry, led by Captain Brody, has been escorting the royal family for half a year.

Young and meritorious, he is like the captain of the bodyguard, with heavy responsibilities, which makes him vigilant even in human situations.

You don't have to be attacked by gangsters at all, but consider encountering a sneak attack by a bear.

Now that everyone was just one step away from the capital, everyone could not help but let their guard down, while Brody took off his sunglasses and squinted at the shadow that was not very far away.

"Cavalry?! It's actually cavalry? Are they still training?"

After calming down, Brody summoned his subordinates to instruct him on a mission.

After a while, the subordinate who got it left the group, and galloped away with the horseman swaying in the distance...

The main force was still advancing, and Rurik, who was tormented by the chariots and horses, simply curled up and fell asleep. Osborn and Willika, the siblings, also twisted to their father's side and fell asleep.

Rurik wanted to go back to Novgorod before the spring ploughing, and he knew that the people who had arranged to "pioneer" in the south and east would definitely return. What they found must be reported truthfully. It is especially important that Rurik knows whether his enemies in the south and the Smolensk forces have any adverse actions.

Speaking of the cavalry, Brody saw a grayish-white shadow running towards him, and he signaled his subordinates to keep the marching pace with the bright flag on, waiting for the brothers who were obviously the first cavalry to catch up.

Fisk really did not expect that he took the first cavalry team, which had expanded to more than 400 people, for winter training, and unexpectedly met the returning king. Thinking about it now, it was inevitable.

He took off his white, fluffy hat with blue feathers, revealing his trademark bald head.

The sweat on his head suddenly smoked violently due to the cold, and the whole head seemed to be on fire when the wind blew.

Brody couldn't help covering her mouth, the curious look in her eyes suggesting she was happy.

"You're in a good mood? Brody, you're in the north... It seems you've gained a lot of weight."

"Haha. Boss. You are the captain of the flag, and I am also the captain of the flag. Thanks to the love of the king, I have a good life. I can't say that I eat fat, but I am full of strength now." That's all, Brody asked casually: "Where are you? What is going on here?"

"What?" Fisk said casually. "Wait for you. Where's the king? It must be there."

"The sled is resting."

"Really! A lot of things have happened here recently, and I intend to report to him. Since that's the case... Come on, our two flag teams will **** the king."

Soon, there were cavalry guards on the left and right flanks of the sleigh team, and the force reached 700 cavalry, becoming a real behemoth.

Rurik, who was asleep, knew nothing of this.

The core fighters of the Second Flag Team were born out of a small number of veterans and newcomers of the First Flag Team. Compared with the current First Flag Team, the Second Flag Team has added a large number of recruits and is not strong.

Brody's Second Flag Team has not yet increased its troops by one step, but Fisk's side has expanded its troops.

Fisk has the power in this regard, and the cavalry flag team has a cap. Before reaching the limit, officers can recruit troops on their own, thus reducing some worries for the king.

It is necessary to increase the number of leaders to increase the number of troops, and it is the entire team that is dragged down by recruiting some waste snacks.

Most of the newest soldiers who joined the First Flag Team were from White Tree Manor. Fisk's own son was still too young, but in three to four years, it was inevitable that he would be drawn to the cavalry team.

Frequent archery training improves the art of archery, and after Hanukkah, the focus of training falls on equestrian. Of the new Pecheneg horses that were purchased, those of high quality became the mounts for new recruits. Everyone needs to spend time with the war horses, and the cavalry must also practice their ability to fight in harsh environments to prepare for future southward expeditions.

This is the reason for Fisk to train troops in the cold, and what he wants to report to the king is the so-called strategic idea of ​​taking the initiative to use troops to preempt Smolensk.

The toboggan team stopped, and when Rurik woke up, he was already standing on the pier of the ice peaks in Novgorod.

There was already a crowd of people here happily watching, and a large number of cavalrymen raised their lances high and guarded majestically.

The blue fox and the red fox were ordered to follow Wangjia to Novgorod, an important industrial and agricultural city. The two brothers had noticed that a new cavalry suddenly joined in the middle. The fat blue fox lifted the leather curtain and asked casually. Bald Fisk is here.

"Look, this is the second capital of Ross. Otto is growing old like this."

Lanhu held his waist in the wind to introduce his brother to the situation here, although he rarely came here.

"So this is Novgorod. The king asked our family not to develop here. Is he hiding a lot of things? Well, a huge community."

"You can't say that. You and I have our own destiny. You are responsible for the affairs of coming to the mouth of the Yinhe River. I have other affairs. Our family can't divide people and develop in the East."

"Maybe now we have a chance." Red Fox said casually.

"Forget it. Remember our mission, we have a big move in Frank next year. Listen, there are Russ everywhere, don't talk too much, just follow me."

If you want to get together with a group of ruthless people to drink and eat meat, you must have admirable skills. Blue Fox can chat and laugh with those ruthless people, but his younger brother Red Fox does not. Even if this kid negotiated a trade agreement with the Earl of Flanders that was extremely beneficial to Ross, it would not be a military achievement after all.

The Rus people still worship force, and the red fox must kill a few enemies to be respected by those warriors.

It's a pity that this kid is a fat seal, heir to the fat genes of the Gould family.

Rurik, who got off the sleigh, was blown by the north wind, and his sluggish spirit immediately became clever.

It was only then that he noticed that the guy who was half-kneeling and salute was actually the old man bald Fisk.

"Get up! I don't know when you joined the escort. Oh hoo!" Rurik looked around again, "There are cavalry everywhere, very good."

Fisk took off his hat again, "Your Majesty's arrival is just in time. Brothers have a lot of good news to announce to you. Just wait, a brand new flag team will come to meet you soon."

"A brand new flag team? What new tricks are you... playing? Where's the Governor?"

"Medwait, he's coming."

Fisk deliberately cheated. Although Rurik was a little unhappy, he took his family and stomped his feet in the snow that had been collapsed very solidly, and waited in the cold wind.

listen! That's the call of the march.

"Left! Right! Left! Right!"

The centurions chanted their horns, and the snare drummer of the centurion set the rhythm of the whole team.

The soldiers were all wearing round shields, and the pace was uniform with the rhythm. They were all dressed in thick clothes, making this group of young cubs look extremely burly.

The leader is none other than Askard.

His father, Arik, was very satisfied with the current situation of the recruits. After a month of high-intensity training, the cubs, not to mention reborn, were several times stronger than at the beginning of the period.

One of the most striking features is that now, they are in the same pace, uniform in clothing, and uniform in weapons. Anyone who sees them will think that this is a strong soldier.

It wasn't just them who visited.

A mixed team of horses was deliberately kept at a distance, and the Kyiv native Wladyslav and his horse-guests, Pechenegger and his brothers, were to take their own people for a once-in-a-lifetime audience. The real King of Ross. As the saying goes, the feeling of the first face often determines the future. They intend to show their martial power. When they saw King Ross, they dismounted and half-kneeled to show their submission.

This is not shabby. One side is to make a fortune in the future, and the other side is really interested in allegiance to King Ross.

The sound of drums and trumpets came, and Rurik's face numbed by the wind slowly showed a smile.

"A brand new flag team? You're recruiting?" he asked Fisk.

"They have already come, you can inspect them. Haha, they are all our clansmen."

The last casual remarks said it all, and Rurik quickly saw the recruits, who were identified without even asking.

The faces of cousin Arik and eldest nephew Asgard could not be more clear to Rick, especially that kid, when his sister-in-law gave birth to himself, he was by his side to give spiritual encouragement.

Most of the young warriors, although they live in Mstissk, have too few opportunities to see the king. This time they saw the most real face of the king!

Many people have heard from their fathers or grandfathers that Rurik when he grows up looks a lot like the old king Otto.

It was also said that the Queen Mother Nia was a very beautiful girl in the Ross tribe, so that she became a bargaining chip.

At that time, when the chief leader passed away, all the men of the tribe held a "competition" under the organization of the high priest. It was a very violent special competition. The winner would get the position of chief and marry the most beautiful woman.

Otto was the victor. At the beginning, some people were envious and jealous. When Otto lost two sons, the jealous people were so dark and secretive.

Finally, the dream boy was born...

Otto, Rurik and his son created a new situation, and everyone got unprecedented development opportunities.

The education they received also understood that their births came from the strategies of two generations of kings, and they knew that they actually had a certain blood connection with the king. They are naturally close to the king, and more importantly, King Rurik will give young people more opportunities.

They obeyed the order and met Rurik in half-kneeling salute, while holding the hilt of the sword with one hand and covering the heart with the other.

He and Arik looked at each other, and with one look, he basically knew the situation.

"Get up! Ross boys! Let me take a good look at you!"

At this moment, Rurik's heart was excited, just like the smiling face he returned to his brother.

The Rus tribe and the Slavs mixed blood on a large scale and deliberately gave birth on a large scale. The original intention was to multiply the population as much as possible to establish a solid source of troops for expansion.

The source of soldiers, this kind of thing does not come out of nowhere.

Looking at the boy in front of him fully proves that the affairs that began to be laid out fourteen years ago are showing its power.

Excited, some things should have been talked about by Rurik and Novgorod cronies and powerful people, especially the question of proof.

Unexpectedly, the big brother has helped him complete the construction of the new flag team.

The tall and burly man took off his velvet cap, showed off his well-trimmed golden beard, let his golden ponytail flutter in the wind, and put on his golden laurel crown. Speaking in dialects…

What do they need? Naturally, it is to kill the enemy to make meritorious deeds, to loot to make a fortune, it is best to take the opportunity of the war to go to the hostile forces to kidnap a girl of the same age, followed by marriage and childbirth.

They feel that their parents' experience can be described as a model of success, and they must inherit and do better.

Listen to what the king has to say!

"I see a mighty army standing before me! Maybe some say you are too young. No! It is because you are young that the possibilities are endless. You are eager to fight! You are eager to make a fortune! Prove your admiration for the gods with the blood of the enemy! Only killing the enemy and making meritorious deeds is the real blood sacrifice to Odin. If you long for war, I will give you a chance! This opportunity is just after the spring ploughing..."

Rurik's words not only shocked the young soldiers to ecstasy, Arik's eyes widened, and he heard a very clear battle time from his brother's mouth.

Clearly, the one-year truce is over, who's next?

"You... should support the immediate use of troops against Smolensk. Everyone is looking forward to it." He muttered inwardly. But out of the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of the fat-faced blue fox and another little fat man who was accompanying him, and he couldn't help but think a little more: "Eh? Do you still want to use troops on a large scale against the Franks? This group of cubs I've trained...you...me Brother, do you really think these brats can fight the Franks at such a young age?"

Arik was a little hesitant, but after thinking about it, he was relieved. No matter who they are attacking, the new warriors with the old Ross blood must prove that they are worthy of their ancestors. Sooner or later, they will face strong enemies. It is better to take advantage of the fact that they are not afraid of tigers and let them see the world.

The old man trains himself new recruits, and the Governor Medved who came here also proves this.

There is plenty of time for a meeting to discuss how future military operations should be saved.

Rurik noticed more horsemen. They were definitely not Russ cavalry, and among them there were soldiers holding bull-headed flags.

Carlotta, Duchess of Ostara, and her son Karl, came to the audience with their cavalry.

The steppe cavalry was present together, and they joined the Kyiv horse riders, but the newcomers were indeed new faces.

These foreign equestrians dismounted and half-kneeled to salute~ The respectful gesture seemed to prove that we are your soldiers.

Wladyslav and Quetzal, their respectful attitude is satisfactory.

"I know that there will be new people to take over the old ones. You are here in time. It looks like our cooperation will go further."

After Rurik finished speaking, the two smiled and flattered again.

The conversation that enhances affection should stay at the venue, and it is best to hold a banquet where everyone can enhance friendship while eating and drinking.

Unexpectedly, Quetzal went a step further: "Dear King Russ, I am the younger brother of the Khan family, and the fifty elites I have in hand are the gifts that the Khan gave to the princess."

"Bjahir?" Rurik replied in the Turkic dialect, thinking about it and couldn't help smiling: "Fifty elites. My brother Kagan is really a good man."

With Rurik's authorization, Quetzal immediately greeted his Fifty Prairie Jianyong, and they dismounted and went straight to Bejahir, who was a little confused.

She just wanted to hurry to the warm palace to pick up her son. If Rurik had not insisted on staying here, she would have wanted to move.

Naturally, she knew Quetzal, a relative of the clan, and the elder brother chose him to be in charge of the business. It is not for a female noble to be promoted or relegated. Now there are as many as fifty cavalry half-kneeling in front of them, all proclaiming their righteousness in their native dialect. Allegiance of the princess.

Instantly add fifty slaves? And immediately can be used as Ross's military armament? !

She is young and not stupid. Wouldn't the existence of this fifty Jianyong immediately improve her status in the Ross court.

She accepted the person, raised her head to look at King Rurik, and made a public statement with a smile: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, for obtaining fifty elite cavalry."