The mysterious aliens have a clear identity. They are the Covin Suomi people, part of a group of Finns whose existence is relatively weak but actually exists.
The leader calls himself "Woima Kashad", which means "heavy rain".
Rurik estimated from this name alone that there must have been a heavy rain when this guy was born.
The leader showed a strong groveling attitude, showing a flattering smile from time to time, as if the people lying in the snow were not his clan members who died in the battle.
To be honest, Rurik was a little disgusted with the surrender, and his momentary pug attitude disgusted the winner.
Now that he knew the identity of his opponent, Rurik even hoped that this guy would put up some more resistance, so that his men would have enough reason to kill him.
Maybe this person is still useful?
Rurik motioned to Yevro to untie the hemp rope that bound the leader's hands.
Jevro was greatly surprised: "Master, loosen his bonds and he will escape."
"Then let him escape." Rurik pointed to the crossbowman under his command casually, "I can kill him with just one arrow. Just like, it's easy to kill a snow hare."
The hemp rope was loosened, and Woima Kashad had no intention of fleeing.
Because of the battle just now, he not only realized the terrifying military power of the Varyags, but also learned that these madmen had deadly weapons, causing his men to die inexplicably.
But as he got deeper into the Varyag group, he also understood that the so-called mysterious weapon that could easily kill someone was essentially a bow.
Another point was that a group of strong men, and even warriors from the Suomi (Fin people) in the south, nodded and bowed to a little boy. He also found it incredible.
Released from his restraints, the guy struggled to get closer to Rurik.
This move made Yevro instinctively vigilant. He had a sword and ax in hand and was determined to protect his master's safety.
"Oh, my new master, I am one of your hounds. I am the most loyal."
"Funny words!" Yevluo yelled angrily.
"What did he say?" Rurik asked.
"Nothing, just showing loyalty."
Rurik heard the man continue shouting loudly, so he asked again: "What did this guy say again?"
"Master, he is asking, are you the one commanding the normal battle?"
Rurik climbed up the snowy slope with his steel sword. He impatiently ordered casually: "Tell him, I am the one in command. Yelov, tell him to shut up."
"As commanded."
Jevro did not tie the prisoner's hands anymore, but tied his mouth with a rope. He ordered some mercenaries to string up the crossbows, saying that he could execute this guy at any time and at any time, which was unbelievable.
Compared to the mess on the hill, Rurik had the only prisoner on hand.
Otto on the top of the mountain blamed himself for not restraining his men well and not keeping any prisoners. However, the subordinates did not attack the slaves controlled by the foreigners. The slaves were shivering in the cold wind on the hills. At least, they could still shiver.
As for the dead aliens, they were blown into lumps of ice by the cold wind from the Arctic in a short period of time.
A short warrior climbed up the hill. The sun cut through the clear air and reflected dazzling light on the bronze shield on his leather helmet.
Rurik's victory indeed did not make Otto wait long. He was happy to see his son ascending the hill as a victor.
Otto casually called on several brothers to follow him to greet Rurik. He first greeted the soldiers, and then asked: "Did you completely win? Is anyone injured?"
After the battle, Rurik surprisingly did not have the joy of a winner.
He was still a little excited inside, and replied with a dull face: "We are safe. I basically killed all the enemies with just arrows."
"Ah? Is this true?" Otto was shocked.
"It's absolutely true. Now the hillside is full of enemy corpses. Now, only one enemy is captured." After saying that, Rurik made a wink, and poor Voyma Kashad was escorted.
Jevro even kicked the prisoner, causing him to kneel on the ground.
Otto examined this guy and couldn't help but recall: "I just saw a guy wearing a strange hat running away. Maybe this is him."
"Yes. The man was indeed wearing a hat when I decided to shoot him."
"What a coward." Otto suddenly raised his steel sword with both hands and struck down.
However, the moment the sword edge was almost touching the prisoner's neck, Otto stopped, and what he received in return was Voyma Kashad's loud plea for mercy.
"What a coward. How could he be such a coward and capture a group of deer herders?" After muttering to himself, Otto did not forget to spit.
In Otto's eyes, the deer herders themselves were a group of cowards, people who could be bullied naturally. In other words, the deer herders and the reindeer they raised were all the same to the Russians.
Those people were naturally tamable, and Otto didn't have too much contempt for them.
However, the guys who escaped on the hill were clearly defeated at the first touch, and they were able to capture and enslave the deer herders?
With the appearance of a prisoner, Otto quickly figured out the entire situation.
Now, Woima Kashad, who was kneeling on the snow with his hands tied again, began to tell his story to the chief of the Rus among the Varyag people.
It turned out that just last autumn, a Coven hunting team that explored the north dragged their sleds away from their stronghold after the first snow fell. There were originally fifty people in this group of Kewen people. However, due to a sudden snowfall and failure to keep out the cold during the night in the wild, five people froze to death after one night.
For them, winter hunting is about great fortune and high risk. After all, it was not them who died. The living people lamented that the dead "had their lives taken away by the Snow God", and then decided to continue heading north.
They came here for the precious furs from the north, so the Russians searched their hill camps and seized more than 200 ferret and fox skins!
Even more than a dozen deer skins.
So in a very short period of time, Otto completed the distribution of all the captured leather. For example, those warriors with enemy blood stains on their swords and axes can reasonably benefit from it. Those who had never drank blood with swords had no choice but to be allocated some cheap loot.
This group of Corvins did not entirely hunt a group of ferrets themselves. During their hunting expedition, they attacked a clan settlement of deer herders.
During the battle, three of the Corvins died, and the Deermen's settlement was completely defeated.
Except for a dozen people who fled with most of the domestic reindeer, the remaining group of people were all controlled.
Just like the Rus people's attitude towards deer herders, the Covin people also feel that these weak people from the north are a kind of natural slaves.
The hunting trip turned out to be an unexpected harvest. This Kewen expedition team escorted the prisoners and decided to return home with a large amount of trophies.
They walked along the frozen river and found a unique hill in the flat forest snowfield.
As the leader, Woima Kashad had a strong premonition that there was some kind of mysterious power in this hill.
Sure enough, the Kewen expedition team was surprised to find that the hill was a huge mine.
Otto and Rurik heard this man's self-narration and were a little surprised that their group had also had an adventure with a deer herder.
Otto was still shocked when he heard about the discovery of the mine by the Corvin people.
The kneeling Voyma Kashad spoke with regret: "We ordered the deer herders to mine for us. We originally planned to dig some ore and bring it back to make iron tools. Unexpectedly, you showed up."
"You still have iron weapons? But I saw that your weapons have a lot of stone spears. Even the arrows are made of bones." Otto said disdainfully.
After Jevro translated these words exactly as they were, Voyma Kashad hooked the humble head of the weakling.
For Rurik, the discovery of a huge open-pit mine was completely within his expectations.
The short day was coming to an end, and taking advantage of the afterglow of the evening, the Russians had to set up a camp again.
This time, the Rus set up camp under the hills and lit bonfires in the cover of the forest.
Because the Rus would not be foolish enough to light a large number of bonfires on the top of the hill.
Although the Russians are not afraid of any enemies, they are just worried that the sudden and dazzling fire will scare away potential prey.
Because of Rumia, Rurik now has a very kind attitude towards the captive group of deer herders.
Before Rurik, Rumia was already comforting her own people and asking about the identities of these deer herders.
Unexpectedly, after this back and forth, Rumia actually asked the other party's details.
Rumia hurried to Rurik who was eating meat around the campfire, and said urgently: "Rurik, I have found out the identities of those people."
"Is he still a relative of yours?" Otto, who was sitting on the side and also chewing on roasted snowshoe meat, asked disapprovingly.
Just at this question, Rumia's expression instantly became firm.
She turned to Otto and said, "Big Chief, they are indeed my relatives."
"Huh? Your relatives?!" Otto tugged at his beard and couldn't help asking: "Do you have any relatives? Your people were taken away by the gods last winter, and the gods left your life alone for my son. As a servant, why do you still have relatives?!"
"It's absolutely true." Rumia's attitude was unusually certain, which made Otto even more suspicious.
Otto thought for a moment and forced a smile: "I think it's just that you plan to protect them? You want me to treat them well."
Rumia immediately knelt down after hearing this and begged: "Big Chief, I really hope you don't hurt them. They are willing to be slaves."
Otto shook his head and signaled: "You shouldn't beg me. Remember, your master is not me."
Rumia suddenly understood.
Rurik grabbed the braid on the back of Rumia's head, like the reins of a horse, and pulled her to his side.
Looking into her eyes, Rurik said seriously: "Lumia, do you still remember our agreement? I will become the leader of all deer herders. Your fellow tribesmen will now receive my protection."
The moment she was exposed, the girl's nose felt sour and she cried with joy.
Rumia's words before really aroused Rurik's idea. I'm afraid this girl didn't lie from the beginning.
"Are they really your [] relatives?"
After wiping away her tears, she said seriously: "They are really my relatives. Rurik, maybe you don't know that we deer farmers can count on our fingers all our relatives from ten generations ago." .I discovered that their leader was a biological brother to my grandfather five generations ago.”
The barbecue in Rurik's hand almost fell to the ground.
They've been on five servers, can they still be considered relatives? Perhaps, in the deer farmer’s concept, all deer farmers are members of the same family.
Rurik gnawed the barbecue clean in three strokes, stood up and summoned his mercenaries, especially Jevro.
He took Rumia's hand and said, "Let's go and see your tribe."
At this point, Otto did indeed give "preferential treatment" to all the captured deer herders.
The so-called preferential treatment naturally did not harm their personal safety, and the large group of guys were also given clothing to keep out the cold, and even linen for setting up tents at night.
Otto ordered that they be given some food, but no more. He really didn't know that this group of guys could be as knowledgeable as Rumia, because Otto did not tie their hands and feet with hemp rope, but only sent a few men to keep an eye on them.
All the deer herders gathered together. Because they had negotiated with Rumia, everyone's inner fear was relieved a lot.
Rurik came with proud steps and saw a large group of ragged and short people sitting together. He casually asked in the language of deer herders: "Who among you is the leader?"
The deer farmers present were shocked when they heard it.
Rumia immediately shouted; "Uncle Alska, stand up! He is my master and a good man."
After a while, a short, middle-aged man climbed out of the crowd.
In the dim light of the campfire, Rurik looked at this man with a peculiar appearance.
Through this person's face, Rurik could clearly see the shadow of an Asian, even more Asian than Rumia.
That's right, the ancestors of this group of deer herders migrated from Siberia. At this time, they had not mixed with much European blood.
Because of this, the deer herders are not even as tall as the Finns.
In these years, Rurik had only seen strong men from the Ross tribe, but now he saw the adult men among the deer herders. They were like a group of hobbits.
Because of their short size, clumsy weapons, and sparse population, they naturally became a miserable existence.
Rurik had already talked with his father, and he had obtained his father's authorization. He said that he controlled the life and death of this group of deer herders.
kindness? of course!
Rurik continued his command in the language of deer herders: "All you men, stand up."
Nine low deer herder men gathered around the leader named Alsaka, waiting for Rurik's new words.
"All women, all children, stand up. Stand together like your men."
The men and women of the deer herders were divided into two groups, and Rurik was proud to see them all.
The beard of the deer herder Alsaka trembled unconsciously. He was shocked that a Russian boy actually understood the language of his own people. He finally couldn't hold it in anymore and asked everyone's most urgent need: "You... can you spare our lives?"
"Are you afraid of death?" Rurik asked deliberately.
"Sir, if men are destined to die, please save the lives of our women and children."
After hearing this, Rurik felt a little admiration for these men.
Rurik said deliberately: "Why talk about death? If we wanted to kill you, you would have died long ago. Listen, all of you kneel down now! Be my servant, and I will ensure the safety of all of you."
For the time being, they were indifferent…
When Lumia saw this situation, she became anxious on the spot. She shouted loudly: "Kneel down quickly! Master Rurik will protect everyone's safety! He is the greatest saint, your... your Sa Full!"
It can be said that from Lapland to Magadan, spanning 10,000 kilometers in Northern Europe and North Asia, the word "shaman" is common to the North Asian ethnic groups.
"You...are you going to be our shaman?" Alsaka asked cautiously in shock.
Rurik responded accordingly: "Yes. I am your shaman. Even if I am a Russian, I am still your shaman. This is fate!"
When things got to this point, the deer herder Alsaka and all his clan members knelt down and swore an oath to Rurik as their servants.
However, in the eyes of the deer herders, this magical child who can speak the language of the deer herders and will surely become the leader of the Varangian Rus tribe is his new shaman.
Usually the shaman is served by the grandmother in the clan. The shaman is a witch doctor and the decision-maker of the clan.
In their eyes, Rurik became their leader.
Their surrender was really satisfying. Originally, Rurik felt that he needed a little tougher tactics to force them to surrender completely. He really didn't expect that the deer herders' vocabulary he had learned from Rumia while he was bored was going to be so effective. It has been put to great use.
"You all get up!"
At the command, the group of deer herders stood up in unison.
Rurik took off his sword as a sign of goodwill, took Rumia's hand and led her to stand among all the deer herders. He caused these new servants to gather in a circle toward him.
"Now, I am the shaman you can trust, and you are my people. You must show your loyalty to me. The traitors will be killed, and the loyal ones will always be protected by the Rus people."
The leader Alsaka felt that this was a huge favor, but he also felt that things were not that simple.
"Shaman, what can we do for you?"
"Raise deer for me, that's the job of all of you!" Rurik said firmly.
"However, our herd was lost. The remaining deer were killed by the Covins."
"Don't worry, you will soon go to the territory of our Rus people. I have raised some reindeer there, but I am a professional deer herder. I ask you, if you are asked to raise other livestock, such as cattle and sheep, can you ?"
"Okay! It's absolutely okay."
"Very good. From now on, you will never have to worry about safety. If you work for me in the future, I can protect the safety of all of you."
The leader Alsaka felt that he had been blessed by the gods. A saint had rescued everyone, and his future life seemed to be full of light.
For Rurik, the appearance of these deer farmers was an unexpected surprise. There are indeed very few reindeer on hand, but as a group of professional deer herders, they may be able to multiply the herd well. Not only raising deer, but also raising sheep and cattle is definitely possible.
In this way, Rumia can be freed from the work of raising deer, devote herself to spiritual practice, and become the most obedient high priest.
