A dragon's tail stretches out from the vast Scandinavia Peninsula, a series of hills rising out of the ocean, creating a flare fifty nautical miles wide facing the sea.
This is the entrance to the huge Offutfjord, and the port of Narvik is in the deepest part of the fjord.
The Balmok tribe is a huge tribe with a population of nearly 20,000 people. They immigrated here at an unknown time and gradually developed to the current scale.
The Aurora, which was rushing along the coastline, was blessed with good luck all the way. Bad rainfall did not occur, and the ship stayed close to the coastline. Although the waves were sometimes rough, the ship's voyage was always calm.
The Avora successfully entered the bell mouth leading to the destination, and the big ship directly encountered the Balmok fishing boat that was fishing for herring in large quantities.
The fishermen were shocked by the sudden intrusion of a large ship that they had never seen before. Some bold people wanted to take a closer look and tried to ask some questions.
They never dreamed that the expedition that had left last year without any news, especially the leader's two sons, would actually return on a dreamy ship.
More than a dozen fishing boats no longer had any intention of fishing. They spontaneously acted as guides and escorts for the Avora, escorting her into the deepest port of the fjord.
The Avora kept going deeper, and more and more ships were accompanying her.
"It's time to show the flag." Rurik ordered the sailor, and in a moment, the flag with staggered blue stripes on a white background, symbolizing Russia, fluttered in the wind!
Rurik himself was not only chatting and laughing with Biyoni and others, but also looking forward to landing. He hurriedly put on a white cloth gown with staggered blue stripes on his chest. A white fox velvet hat with colored glass beads and lapis lazuli is worn on the head, and a necklace full of amber, colored glass, and lapis lazuli is also deliberately worn around the neck.
After all, you are meeting a large northern tribe, and the first impression is extremely important.
I intend to cooperate with this group of semi-free political entities, not only to show sincerity, but also to let the other party know how powerful I am.
His elite mercenaries also took out their uniforms that had been suppressed for a long time from the cabin. Wearing a uniform white gown, the blue stripe on the chest is indispensable. The sword was hung on a cowhide, and a silver-plated iron helmet was buckled on his head. Judging from the appearance of these ten warriors, who would dare to question their strength?
A large ship that has never been seen before shines in the deepest part of the fjord with the soft light of the setting sun!
The Balmoks, who had finished their day's work and were about to take a night's rest, gathered on the highlands of the fjord. With various thoughts, they witnessed hundreds of fishing boats spontaneously escorting the large ship to the dock. .
More than a dozen people who delivered the news hurried to the door of the tribal leader's house. After explaining their purpose to the guards, they were put into the large inner hall.
This is a slender longhouse. It is the residence of the tribal leader Magnute and even one of the places where tribal government affairs are discussed with important people.
This old guy with a gray beard doesn't have many major things to deal with on weekdays. The tribe has always been in a distant place, and they naturally have fewer worldly disputes. However, this Magnute is neither deaf nor blind. His real name is not Magnut, but "Harald", which is very common in Northern Europe.
Harald, this word is a good word, but too many people use it, making it too popular.
Ever since Magnute learned about the great title of Charles, the ruler of the far south, he simply called himself "Magnut" in his own homeland. Over the years, most people have become accustomed to this guy's new name.
A group of people sat together noisily. In front of them was leader Magnut, who wore a leather crown inlaid with amber beads and gold foil.
"I'm going to listen to the new song compiled by my daughter. Are the things you reported true? A strange big ship is coming to do business with us?"
A group of people were all talking, but they revealed an extremely important piece of news that shocked Magnut and stood up directly.
Magnute, his heart was beating wildly, his beard was trembling, and his whole body was shaking from side to side in surprise.
After calming down for a while, he simply clenched his fists and said to himself: "Biyongni, where did you get the big boat from, you brat? You should go back over the mountains to go home, so how do you come back from the sea in a big boat?"
Those who delivered the message felt that the leader was asking themselves, and they all gave explanations.
Of course, any explanation at this point is redundant.
Magnut roared angrily, and the entire longhouse was shocked.
A young girl with blond hair nimbly broke into the lobby from the inner room.
The girl Nolen smiled angrily and criticized displeasedly: "Dad, you agreed to listen to my performance, but you actually yelled."
Nolen, who looked quiet, really didn't expect that his father was like a monster, laughing and rushing towards him, and then a pair of big rough hands covered his shoulders. The girl's handsome face showed an awkward smile: "Dad, what happened? A good thing?"
"It's your two brothers, they're back!"
"Ah?! Is this true?" the girl was overjoyed.
"Absolutely true!"
Nolen was smiling. She quickly and deftly shook off her father in joy, and ran into the inner room in a gust of wind to explain the good news to her mother Yingbjorg.
Magnute, the leader of Balmok, was troubled by only one thing when he thought about it, that is, there was no news from his two sons who bravely explored for a whole year. No one wanted to believe that the two of them had encountered a disaster, but some unfavorable remarks would inevitably spread among the tribe, which would inevitably make him worried.
In order to relieve his unhappiness, he was willing to listen to his daughter playing the long and moving music on the bone flute. Seeing his daughter becoming more and more beautiful, most of his worries disappeared.
Nolen, as her name suggests, in the eyes of the Magnuts, their little daughter is indeed a beautiful fairy. Not only did they think so, every powerful family in the tribe had their eyes fixed on this thriving flower, waiting for her to grow up and then bring their sons to propose marriage.
This ten-year-old girl has blonde hair with white in it, a small and introverted face, and a pair of blue eyes like the sky. She is as white as snow, and her smile is intoxicating. Her elegant and detached expression when playing the bone flute is also immersive. .
She accompanied her excited parents out of the longhouse. They stood on the high ground at the door. From this position, they could see most of the harbor.
Magnute was stunned, and he did see a large ship slowly approaching the shore.
He is old and his eyes are in good condition. He saw a strange flag clearly and couldn't help but murmured: "That is not from Bergen, and it has nothing to do with the Danish lords."
"You don't know their identities either. Our son is on that big ship." Yingbjorg, who was also older, muttered.
"How do I know? We'll find out later."
Nolen raised her curious head to look at her parents, her fingers as white as lotus joints holding the bone flute. She murmured and asked: "Brothers went to the east of the mountains to look for the Russians. Maybe this ship belongs to the Russians?"
"Russian people?" Magnut chuckled, and his big hand naturally covered his daughter's head: "Silly boy, how could the Russians come from the sea in the west?"
"But aren't the brothers on the ship?"
"This...maybe your brother has received help from God. Let's go to the dock and have a look."
On the other hand, the Aurora was slowly approaching the dock under Biyongni's personal guidance and the sailors' precise control.
What pleased Rurik was that the Balmoks also built many wooden trestles near the coast. He thought for a moment that considering that this was a large tribe that relied on fishing to feed a huge population, it was necessary to improve its docks. .
However, due to the huge size of the Aurora, Rurik had to give Biyoni a reminder: "You know? Although the keel of my big ship is hard, if it really hits a harder rock, it will be me. An unbearable tragedy.”
"Your worries are unnecessary." Biyongni remained excited because he knew the depth of the water in the dock area.
The land in the port quickly falls into the sea, and the soothing beach does not exist. Anyone who walks into the sea will be completely submerged in the water within a dozen steps.
The Aurora docked smoothly and a large amount of cable was thrown down.
Standing high on the bow of the ship, Biyongni shouted to the people in his hometown and asked the men onlookers to tie the ropes to a stable place immediately. At the same time, the ship was also quickly furling the sails.
More than two thousand people surrounded the big ship, and the enemies further away also had a large number of people who stopped and watched. Pairs of eyes focused on this, and they talked so much that the place where they landed was full of people.
"These are the people from your hometown? This is Balmok." Rurik not only sighed, but when he took a closer look, there was more than a general murmur in his heart.
No matter from any angle, many aspects of this port bear a huge resemblance to old Fort Ross.
Yes, because we are all Vikings.
What is very different from the onlookers is that Rurik and his men are uniformly and neatly dressed. Their pure white attire not only brings a harmonious beauty, but also greatly highlights the samurai's sword and the little child's figure. noble.
"Is it possible that the leader of these foreign businessmen is still a girl?"
"How is that possible? That's a beautiful boy."
"Maybe the real leader behind the scenes is still in the big ship. Ah! This ship is like a big mountain. It would be great if our tribe also owned one."
…
They talked a lot, and there were endless comments about Rurik. People's mouths were filled with words of emotion and envy. And all of this is Rurik's purpose.
He stood on the pier deliberately to let people in the distance have a good look. Brothers Biyongni and Floki were immediately dominated by their tribesmen and even other returning travelers. They warmly embraced the people in their hometown and kept There were slaps on the back and the scene was filled with laughter.
Until there was a commotion from the crowd, it turned out that the leader had arrived in person. Not only the leader Magnute, but also the powerful family elders came over one after another, and the onlookers spontaneously avoided the situation.
Soon, Rurik saw a distinguished middle-aged man, and heard Biyongni affectionately call this man his father. There was no doubt that this man was the leader.
As for Magnute, when he first saw Rurik, he couldn't help but be startled, and then his face was full of surprise.
"What a beautiful young man! My friends from far away, you must be from a far away place. Thank you for sending my wandering son back to your homeland. So, where are you from?"
Why is this old guy's words a bit convoluted?
Rurik gently took off his hat, revealing his golden hair and beautiful golden ponytail.
He bowed in a self-proclaimed elegant manner to greet his local host.
Rurik did not talk nonsense: "We are Russians. We sailed for twenty days, from the sea in the east to the sea in the west until we arrived here."
"What? Are you really from Russia?!" To be honest, Magnute found it hard to believe this explanation. His worldview was subverted by this statement.
Biyony hurriedly explained: "Father, mother, you must be worried about me. We have been guests at the Russian people in the past days, you see." He stood beside Rurik in a hurry: "This is what we have become strong with the Russian people. Good brother. He is the most noble and courageous among the Russians, and also..."
Rurik raised his right hand to signal Biyongni to pause. He smiled slightly at first, then raised his chest and proudly announced: "Friends from the west of the mountains, I am Rurik! Rurik of Rus! I am the Principality of Rus. The next Duke of Rus, my noble man, one blessed by Odin, is also your friend."
"You? A Princip (Duke)?" Magnut knew the concept of the word "Duke" very well, so he suddenly had some misunderstandings, and asked hurriedly: "Are you from Durist? Durist and What’s the relationship with Rose?”
"Durist? I just learned about this name. But Ross, it's Ross!" Rurik still smiled, pointing his little finger to the east, "We are only separated from you by this huge snow mountain. We, Ross, belong to St. Vealand Alliance, Svealand is now the Kingdom of Sweden, and I am the second Duke of Rus."
"Ah! So you are Svealans?"
"It's from Rus."
"Okay! Russians!" Magnut stepped forward in person, opening his hands with a smile on his face: "Although I still don't know that you people from the East will come from the Western Sea, I blocked the way to find you. He took the lives of my sons. It seems that all this is God's will, we met."
"This is indeed God's will." Biyongni came forward and said, "Because Rurik is a person blessed by Odin. This is absolutely true."
At this moment, Biyonyi recognized Rurik's sacred identity from the bottom of his heart. The fantastic experience in the past year had refreshed his three views.
By chance, Biyongni saw his ignorant and more beautiful sister, and quickly pulled her sister Nolen over.
"Brother, I..."
Biyonyi pushed Nolen to Rurik's side without hesitation.
"Brother, look, this is my fairy-like sister."
Rurik raised his head slightly. His handsome profile under the setting sun, as well as his neat and noble posture, directly shocked the young girl Nolen. And Rurik's gaze that could stare directly penetrated the girl's heart.
That pounding feeling is the most deadly!
