All the girls gathered have exceeded one hundred and fifty!
Most of them are Rurik's maids, and there is also a group of Ostara refugee girls. The others are the girls from the Ross tribe.
A very real problem faces many tribal families. Since Rurik treats everyone equally and sends his girl to train for half a day, and will be rewarded with two pounds of fish at the end of the morning, why not do it? In this way, both sons and daughters of the family can be rewarded with Rurik food, which is equivalent to reducing the financial burden on the family.
Rurik knew that those families who had been waiting on the sidelines would send their young sons over when they realized they could reap the benefits, and the number of boys and girls under his command would increase.
For now, since he has control of the "big money box", Rurik is not worried about the tribe's financial problems. However, there are too many children on welfare. To maintain the welfare of eating every day, he must complete some urgent tasks. He made innovations and took money from the tribesmen to feed the children of the tribe.
Uncovering the economic potential of homesteaders and beginning to establish a tax collection system have officially begun.
Where are the children? Rurik intends to mobilize them to do some voluntary labor that is beneficial to the tribe, but they are still too young at the moment.
If everyone reaches the age of ten, or even the so-called adult age of twelve, they really need to be organized to do more things. For example, boys are organized to do logging and construction, and girls are organized to twist hemp rope, weave cloth, and sew leather.
Until then, they still have to learn.
Rurik came up with a plan to organize children's studies during the long winter.
What to study? They had to learn the Roman alphabet and use its pronunciation principles to spell the Rus' Norse dialect.
They must learn mathematics, and even some physics knowledge and chemistry knowledge.
Rurik simply hopes that his people can become smarter. Of course, he cannot expect to explain too advanced things that they can understand. Simply explaining some simple but particularly useful knowledge is the best.
After three consecutive days of training, many girls' fingers have become bald, but they still enjoy it. After all, there is no entertainment in their daily lives.
Archery has become a fun entertainment. They will also learn about archery and gradually become good or even proficient in it through entertainment.
Rurik is not a real archery coach. There are many coaches who can really be here, and that is Jevlo and a few of his guys.
Gould sent out his mercenary army of master archers, otherwise known as excellent hunters for hunting hares.
A young man named Fraser became the coach of a group of girls. His task was not only to accept Rurik's appointment as a teacher, but also to select a group of archery masters from the girls.
The best girl will be reused by the master!
With the announcement of this news, those girls who had ambitions for the future seemed to have taken stimulants. A group of girls train the hardest, just to have excellent shooting skills and win the love and affection of their masters.
Almost all girls believe in a possibility.
Because a man can have multiple wives. Legend has it that the best of Odin's Valkyries is the god's wife.
The most diligently trained ones here are undoubtedly Rurik's first ten maids, not to mention that there is clearly another crisis for them.
All ten of them are from Novgorod and also from White Tree Manor. The other girls are all Varyag women.
They were in the minority among the crowd, but because they came early, they enjoyed the care of their master in advance. In other words, it is top-notch care, which can be seen from the gold-patterned silver medals with their names engraved on them.
If you want to hold on to what you have gained now, you must continue to struggle, and you must do your best in archery to get the attention of your master. Even upgraded to a wife.
The ten girls are small but not stupid. When some girls retreated because their hands were bald when playing the strings, these ten girls were still practicing. Since they had to do soap processing work as usual in the afternoon, they paid special attention to the opportunity to practice archery in the morning.
Rurik also lived to this point.
"Ah, after all, it is my first girls who are the most attentive. At least you are not just trying to get enough to eat. Do you really want to be my Valkyrie? Okay."
However, on the fourth day, a wooden bow suddenly exploded!
The splintered sawdust penetrated the little hand of the girl Bella, and blood stained the entire left hand red for a while.
"Bella!" Rurik, who was the viewing supervisor, shouted her name and rushed over immediately.
Seeing their master rushing over, the onlookers immediately moved out of the way.
Compared with other servants, the girl Bella is an out-and-out noble.
Everyone is Rurik's maid, and there are only ten maids with silver medals inlaid with gold inscriptions, and these ten are also dressed more appropriately and beautifully.
Psychologically speaking, Rurik also cares about the ten of them.
"Bella, are you okay?!"
Rurik said this, and his eyes saw a bloody trail on the girl's left hand, and the blood stained the hand red.
Even though the girl covered her injured left hand hard, blood was still dripping slowly.
"Masta! Bow! It's broken. I'm sorry! I... it's my fault." Bella apologized vigorously, her eyes filled with tears. She didn't know whether it was because of guilt, pain, or both.
At this time, even Anna hurriedly explained to her sister: "Masta, it's really not her fault. The bow split on her own."
"Yes, masta! We can all testify." Sisia also stood up to protect her sister, her eyes full of begging for mercy.
Are they sisters? Rurik was very satisfied, but they seemed to think that he would definitely punish them.
Rurik put his little hand on Bella's head and said with a smile, "I'm not blaming you. You're injured now, please take your right hand away."
"Yes Yes!"
Bella slowly let go of her hand, and Rurik was proud to see the full extent of the wound.
It looked like hard oak chips like a wooden knife, causing her serious wounds.
From the perspective of this time and space, a wound that almost runs through the entire back of the hand is already a fatal injury!
In this era without antibiotics, and even in an era when people have a weak concept of hygiene, a suppurative infection caused by a slap-sized wound can be enough to kill a person. Unless the injured person's body immunity is very strong, but a person with such a strong immunity must at least eat enough nutritious food on weekdays.
Poor girl Bella was doing much better.
She eats high-quality meals and works hard every day. Her physical fitness is quite good. Moreover, Rurik's Ross tribe already has anti-inflammatory potions that can be used.
The girl was overwhelmed with pain and guilt, so Rurik could only continue to comfort her with words for the time being. Fortunately, her wound was not deep, and the blood currently flowing was superficial venous blood. The red blood flowed a little, and the wound was gradually clogged and sealed by coagulation factors, which meant that her body's self-repair had started. The next most important thing was to kill bacteria to avoid wound infection.
"Bella, be strong. You are my female warrior. It will be good for you to endure the pain you are experiencing now."
"Masta! I...I will persist." The girl said reluctantly.
"You continue to cover the wound." After saying that, Rurik called the coach Frazier, and immediately pointed to the oak bow that was divided into two sections on the ground and the fracture was very sharp: "What's going on? Your master gave Is this the kind of bow I provide? Why don’t you provide me with a good bow?!”
Fraser also had a look of helplessness. He thought and immediately found a good reason: "My little master, we have always used this kind of bow. But, which hunter would pull it a thousand times a day? Even the most If a good bow is used like this, it will be useless sooner or later."
"Really?" Rurik deliberately looked questioning.
"Yes." At this time, Yevlo came closer to stand up for his former buddy and to tell Rurik the truth: "Every bow often ends in shattering. Just like a warrior, he longs to die. On the battlefield so that the soul can travel to Valhalla. If the bow had a soul, it would want this to end."
Why does this person talk so eloquently? Rurik nodded, completely understanding what the two men were saying.
In the final analysis, any machine wears out every time it is used, and this is one of the important reasons why it is impossible to create a perpetual motion machine in the world. When the wear reaches a certain level, the machine will stop running.
The bow is also an elastic machine. Every time the bow arm is stretched, it accumulates fatigue and produces small cracks. Eventually, it breaks after a certain use, or the bow simply explodes.
This bow is broken, what about the others? Rurik estimated that he was still carrying more than a hundred children like this, relying on a few bows to shoot arrows continuously. Within a few days, all these poor wooden bows were turned into firewood.
Training is still required unless other elastic materials are used instead. Rurik already had a brilliant idea.
But now, dressing Bella's wounds is the most important thing.
In full view of everyone, Rurik lifted up his leather jacket, tugged on his linen shirt, and tore out the linen strips. He personally used it as a gauze bandage and bandaged Bella with his own hands.
Bella was so moved that she cried.
The excited crying of a little girl was like an arrow piercing Rurik's heart.
She is my servant? No! She is more like my student, an important female student of mine.
In Rurik's heart, the first maid Rumia was destined to become a loyal high priest. The remaining ten maids must also represent their own will and govern some necessary civilian departments in the future.
The girls of the so-called Valkyrie Legion must participate in combat when necessary, but they will not be used first in combat. Lucky for these girls, Rurik intends to arrange a job for them all in the future.
Here, the maids who were originally numbered with ABCD can now receive extremely high treatment. It's better to get the care of the master Rurik first.
Carlotta saw everything that was happening now, and she really couldn't understand why Rurik cared so much about a servant? !
For a moment, Carlotta looked at the comforting Rurik with enthusiasm. Her right hand covered her left hand, and a thought came to her mind: Why wasn't I the one who was injured?
After bandaging her wound, Rurik said casually: "Anna, Sisia. Take Bella back to the dormitory! Remember, use ordinary soap to clean her wound, boil the linen strip in a pot, and then put it on Wrap the wound. The three of you should stop making soap this afternoon and rest peacefully."
A vacation of undetermined duration?
But Bella was not happy at all. She reluctantly said: "Masta, I...I have to work. If you don't work, you don't deserve to eat. This is our agreement, isn't it?"
"That will have to wait until you recover. Your wounds are serious and may even threaten your life. I am the only one who can save you now. Listen to me and go back to rest! I will also visit you and give you further treatment. "
Bella bowed slightly to Rurik with tears in her eyes, and walked toward the dormitory accompanied by her two sisters.
Their backs were getting further and further away, and Rurik clapped his hands vigorously: "Don't look anymore! Keep training! Remember to protect your hands."
Does this matter seem to be over?
It's just the beginning.
From any point of view, the girls' training is a military training in the true sense, so it is not surprising that they were injured during the training.
Rurik didn't want to comfort himself by saying that he wouldn't die in a war if there was bloodshed in peacetime.
The result now is that one of his most cherished maids is injured. It's not that she handled it improperly, but that the so-called weapon is of poor quality. Even if there is a reason for "mechanical fatigue", it cannot cover up the poor quality of inferior oak bows.
No, in the afternoon, Rurik carried the fragments of the broken wooden bow. Accompanied by Jevlo and coach Frazier, he found Gould who was taking a nap and launched an attack.
Gould came to the meeting hall with a somewhat groggy head and met Rurik who was showing his anger.
"My little master, what made you angry?"
"Look." An angry Rurik pointed to the fragments of the wooden bow thrown on the gravel inside the longhouse.
"What's this?!"
"It was the bow you provided! It broke and even injured my servant. My servant was seriously injured and may even have lost one of his hands."
"Ah? So serious?!" Gould's groggy head suddenly woke up. He is a smart man and knows that the entire clan has voted for the Ross tribe and now must obey Rurik, who is destined to become the future leader.
"It's really, really serious."
"Then...then what can I do for you?!" Gould asked in a panic. In fact, he had instinctively thought in his mind that this child was here to ask for money.
"Give me five hundred silver coins to cover the cost of my servant's treatment."
"Huh? So many? It's unlikely that the bow will break..."
"That's my woman!" Rurik shouted. At this moment, faced with Gould's perfunctory and questioning, he was really angry. "Your broken bow injured my woman. I have been very merciful and only need you to pay five hundred silver coins. Aren't you satisfied?"
This child's woman? Gould subconsciously thought that the injured might be the two Ostara girls.
"You have to pay. As we agreed before, you continue to make wooden bows. But you have to be careful. If the bow breaks and hurts my woman again, you still have to pay."
"You!" Gould held his breath. He wanted to scold Rurik for not following the rules, but he also had to lament that after joining the Russians, he seemed to be unable to control himself.
Gould also noticed that Rurik was not even interested in the dried raspberries pickled in honey on the table. The child was really angry.
In desperation, he had no choice but to send someone to fetch five pounds of silver coins and hand them to Rurik. He also had to express his regret in person.
Rurik felt a little happy after getting the money. He was a little timid, so he had to act very strong to embolden him. Who would have thought that Gould was so scared all of a sudden? As a result, I got a sum of money, which could basically turn into more than half a month's food expenses for the boys and girls I had on hand.
Bella used her injury to buy food for her brothers and sisters for more than half a month, which was considered worthwhile.
Is it really worth it? No……
Rurik left, and Gould immediately grabbed the collar of his subordinate: "Fraser! Tell me, what happened?!"
"Sir, a girl is indeed injured, but it is not the girl from Ostara." Fraser said timidly.
"Huh? Who is that person?" Gould let go of his hand and looked suspicious.
"A girl with a silver medal with gold patterns, named Bella."
Gould understood instantly: "Isn't that also a servant? Rurik, you...you are so concerned about the servant? Bah, I think you still want to take the opportunity to make some money from me."
Archer Fraser hurriedly asked: "Sir, are you angry? But after all, he is..."
"So what?" Gould shrugged and looked into Fraser's eyes: "You can make bows. Now you go and instruct the brothers to make bows. Remember, if the bow breaks again, you will lose the money. Come and bear it.”
"This..." Fraser didn't know what to do for a moment.
"Get out of here! Don't disturb my lunch break again." Gould kicked Frazier's calf, and then went back on his own.
Rurik hurried back to the dormitory for the servants, and just as promised, Bella was lying on her bed, covered with a leather blanket, and her palms continued to be tied with linen strips.
Anna and Sisia were indeed being ordered to take care of her.
Rurik brought Rumia back from grazing, and he had an extra treasure in his hand - a bottle of strong wine.
Gould gave all the ale shipped to Rurik, and then moved all the ale to the blacksmith shop. Now that Kavelilia and his wife have returned to their hometown to visit relatives, the valet Kamne actually takes on the production work. Kamnier was already engaged in distilling liquor, and as a result, the child could also rely on the still to make flammable spirits.
Even the child was able, with Klavasen's help, to control the air bag blower and blow the bottle against the mold.
Now Rurik really wishes to have hydrogen peroxide, iodophor, or topical anti-inflammatory drugs such as ofloxacin on hand.
However, the two magic weapons he had on hand were soapy liquor.
Soap only cleans the wound, and its corrosive nature means it can only be used once.
The only real reliable anti-inflammatories here are spirits.
Rurik turned into a doctor in an instant. He peeled off Bella's linen strips and saw the full extent of the wound.
As Bella gritted her teeth and persisted, Rurik wiped the girl's wounds with strong alcohol.
"Rumia, say a prayer for your sister! Quick!"
Sister Bella was so painful that she was sweating. Rumia, who was at a loss, was woken up by Rurik's shout.
The so-called treatment is 30% treatment and 70% comfort. The wounded and sick in pain need psychological comfort most, and Rumia's prayers comforted Bella.
Rurik finally stopped, and he stopped bandaging the girl.
"Anna, have you seen this bottle? It's full of good wine that can burn." He casually ordered the maid: "Wipe the wounds of your sisters tonight. And you! Sissia. Remember, this kind of Wine can kill some invisible ghosts and completely save your sister's life. Wipe her once tonight and again tomorrow morning."
"I understand." They both said in unison.
