Chapter 16: The New Viking Voyage In The Autumn

Chapter 16: The New Viking Voyage In The Autumn

At a young age, his son showed the talent to be a leader, and Otto saw it all in his eyes.

Thinking about the day, and considering that the craftsmen have finished repairing all the It was another fine night, and there was a hint of coolness outside the wooden house. Although the sky is full of bright moon, no one intends to look at this beautiful night.

Among the small families of the Ross tribe, those selected by Otto are making final preparations for the voyage after dawn tomorrow.

This is especially true of Otto, who is the leader of the tribe. He is in a high position and has more preparations to do.

It was night, and he wanted to tell his family about his plans.

"Ah! I brought some more amber this time. Maybe my grandfather did a good job at that time, using a little more peaceful means, they would provide more treasure."

Nia, who was packing his bags, said kindly: "What if you prepare more? In the mountains to the west, we can dig more amber. Besides, it is better to do business peacefully than to loot directly. ."

Otto shook his head: "You are a woman, you are always kind. But..."

Otto wanted to say something, and then looked at his son Rurik, who suddenly muttered: "Peace trade, why should we trade with them peacefully. They are weak, and they hoard wealth, and we can take it at will. Give them to them. A little amber as a reward is already very gracious. You say that right? Rurik?"

"Me? Then it's better to go directly to the ship and get it directly."

Otto clearly saw his son's perfunctory intentions, and shook his head with a smile: "Originally, if it wasn't for your opinion, I wouldn't even want to give them an amber. Since amber can be used as a reward to get more treasures, it's okay to use some. ."

"But isn't amber very precious here too?" Rurik asked with wide eyes.

"No! It's not cherished here, only very scarce there. They can exchange amber and people further south for a lot of treasure, and they'd better do it. As long as they do, we go this time and we can get to the wealth of southerners that they hoarded."

Originally, Rurik always felt that his biological father was a typical rough man, and he never thought that this simple Nordic man could still think of very complicated things in his mind.

As if those Swigs from Novgorod were helping the Rus tribe keep their fortunes.

Rurik didn't want to say anything more.

Otto thought again, and continued to ask: "Rurik, I already know about you leading your brothers to play on the hills to the west. I can see that you are training them."

Different from others, he clearly realized that any fight should not be an individual fight alone, if the tribe wants to go a long way, many things have to change.

The tribe was able to live in the north of the thinking Asians, and could maintain a state of detachment from them for a long time, because the tribe had as many as 2,000 people who could fight.

As far as fighting is concerned, Liu Li, Rurik, is very aware of Napoleon's famous words on that plane.

The so-called three soldiers can't beat two Mamluks, ten soldiers can be on par with ten Mamluks, and if the strength climbs to one thousand, they can defeat three thousand Mamluks. UU Reading

Individual strength is limited. Concentrate the strength. One hundred warriors of the Ross tribe maintain a stable formation at all times on the battlefield, and can destroy several times their own foot soldiers!

The next morning, the golden sun shone all over Roseburg, and the fjord was engulfed in a beautiful, dreamy golden color.

In addition to the dark green mountains and many black and bare basalt rocks by the sea, Rurik, who followed his biological mother to watch his father on the voyage, only felt that he was bathed in holiness.

Just like the background scenes of the Norse myths he understood, the fjords of Roseburg seemed like a sanctuary under today's rising sun.

Under the golden light, there are a large number of sailboats on the sea.

Those warriors who traveled a long way basically put food and fresh water on the ship, and then they finally boarded the ship fully armed.

A stalwart figure let out an astonishing roar, and he raised his saber to command everyone, followed by a horn from nowhere.

The ropes tied to the ships were untied one after another, and the ships entered the vast sea.

Rurik knew that the sword bearer was his father Otto, and on the Sorgon voyage this autumn, there was the melodious and uplifting sound of the horn, the continuous roar of the people on board, and the violent noise of the huge oars flapping neatly. started in.

Rurik, holding his mother's hand, watched them gradually leave the fjord.

They left, and the life of the tribe continued, and people returned to their own lives full of hope.

"Child, your father and brother have left, are you going to do those things now?" Nia asked.

"Yes! I promised Dad, I will now let my subordinates organize the children in the tribe and my age."

"Go for it. Let me see how capable you are."