"Brothers! Full sail!" Rurik shouted, and the sailors moved according to the order.
Facing the gentle south wind, the Avora used maximum power to break away from the entire fleet and rush straight towards the fishing boat that appeared in the distance.
As the distance shortened, Rurik stood at the bow of the ship and kept looking with his head.
Not only him, but also the heads of the detained families and the commanders sent by the families stood on the deck and stared at the fishing boats in the distance.
People talked a lot, and everyone felt a strong difference.
Biyoni stood next to Rurik, his brows furrowed: "It's really strange, do people in Britain also use ships similar to ours?"
"Maybe they are not..." Rurik said lightly.
"No? Who is that?"
"Who knows? Maybe the Danes, maybe the Bergens, but not us."
As soon as these words came out, Biyongni immediately became vigilant, "So the home port of the fishing boat...ah! Is there an enemy on the other side of the sea?"
"I don't know. In my opinion, we catch up with this fishing boat and capture it. Then we will know everything after interrogation."
A lonely fishing boat was fishing for a lonely cod. When the fishermen noticed that a big boat was coming, they immediately took off their felt hats and watched the sudden appearance of the big boat. By the time they sensed the crisis, it was too late.
The projectiles fired by the Avora's torsion slingshot deliberately cut large holes, and the fishing boat quickly silenced the sea.
As the three fishermen were struggling with the driftwood, they hurriedly grabbed the rope that came from nowhere.
They were detained by people on the big ship. Until this time, Rurik could judge that these three people were clearly a family of three.
This ruins a small family's fishing business!
"Ah! I am really a bad person." After feeling guilty for a second, Rurik immediately ordered the loyal Yevlos to be interrogated.
The fishermen's family were wet and shivering in extreme panic: "Don't kill us! We will say anything..."
Rurik shouted: "Jevlo, ask who they are. Are they Danes or Bergen guys?"
After a moment, Jevlo raised his head and turned around, shouting at Rurik who was standing on the forecastle deck of the ship: "They are fishermen from Bergen. They said that many people discovered an island and settled on it! They came Since Bergen, it is no longer under the control of the leader of Bergen.”
"Why is it so complicated!" Rurik patted his head.
However, this matter attracted the attention of Biyongni and even many family leaders present. Everyone discussed it again and finally came to a very unified conclusion.
Biyongni patted the confused Rurik on the shoulder: "I heard something. Some mortals in Bergen didn't like to be suppressed by the authority of those lords. They didn't want to pay tribute, so they took their families and went across the sea to find him. The New World. Maybe, they found it. The fishermen we caught are the settlers of the New World."
"So that's it?" Rurik pursed his lips, thinking that there was no point in continuing to dawdle.
He personally made a decree to give the fishermen and their families two choices. As a guide, he led the fleet into the home port, and then led the brothers to meet with the local leader. If you refuse, kill now.
The fishermen did not hesitate to lead the way in order to survive, but they were also desperately begging for mercy, hoping that the army of sea heroes would not kill the people in the harbor.
"If your leader is willing to provide some supplies to my army, we will not only regard you as enemies, but also as friends." Rurik responded to their concerns. As expected, the three people became extremely cooperative.
Fishing boats fishing for cod can be found in this area. Based on his knowledge of fishing, Rurik concluded that the unknown fishermen's home port will arrive tomorrow.
After capturing a fisherman who claimed to be from Bergen and learning that there was an unknown land above the sea, the people of Balmok finally had the purest hope after a long voyage.
On the sixteenth day of the voyage, everyone saw the clearest land in the morning.
That seems to be an island!
It's Britain! It must be Britain!
Unfortunately that's not the case, at least not entirely.
Rurik, Biyony and others have already learned the specific name of the so-called "New World" and its general geographical conditions through the prisoners' mouths.
That is the island group named "Jewel", which is the island group of Hjaltland.
Why does this name become more familiar to me? Rurik thought about it for a while. He used the names of the small islands around Britain in his memory and encountered the term one by one. He quickly determined the true existence of the so-called Jewel Island.
She is the Shetland Islands.
The Shetland Islands are just northeast of Scotland. Considering the course of the fleet, it is logical to arrive in this way.
When Biyoni asked about the relationship between Shetland and Britain, Rurik immediately gave a clear answer: "If I were Britain, Shetland would be the hat on my head. We have reached the edge of the big island."
Rurik has no intention of taking action against the current islanders of Shetland. He was a little confused, when did the people of Bergen start immigrating? He thought that his own force would be the first to land on the island, but never thought that a group of other Viking immigrants were already pioneering?
In the vast sea, Rurik knew that the army he led could launch a surprise attack and capture the treasure in one fell swoop. Aren’t they gems? Although I don’t know what kind of mineral the so-called gem is, just as the saying goes, ordinary people are not guilty of carrying gems. They have treasures but insufficient troops, and they are big fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
But wait! This group of islanders who have yet to meet each other all have a Bergen background. Will a hasty war turn the estranged relationship between Bergen and the Narvik Fjord in the north into a direct war?
At the critical moment, Rurik gave an order to the heads of each family: "After we land, restrain your men. Any attack on the locals will provoke a war between Bergen and you Balmok. At least these fishermen, Not our enemy."
Here, the Biyoni brothers are the biggest supporters of Rurik, especially Biyony. Many leaders feel that Rurik of Rus is only the honorary commander of the army, and Biyony is the real person.
There was an old guy named Osten. He didn't go on the expedition himself, but he sent two sons, Geiger and Esbjorn. The Geiger brothers and the Biyoni brothers had a good relationship. What does this mean? One-third of the entire army will absolutely obey Rurik's orders. As for the others, they acted according to the prevailing situation and did not dare to risk the infamy of provoking a war.
The sudden appearance of a huge fleet shocked the entire fishing port.
The Avora went straight to the small bay in the mouth of the prisoner, and all the fishing boats operating at sea were running for their lives.
On the coast, the fishermen who were busy sifting and repairing their nets instinctively began to flee, thinking about the bare shrubs and stone mountains.
But what's the point of running away?
An old priest who was respected by everyone made a decision, claiming that they were not terrible pirates, but the lords of Bergen, and they came just to get tribute.
This explanation made many powerful families settle down. They couldn't help but sigh that the brothers fled here just to get rid of the purpose of paying tribute. After all, the tribute teams of the lords came over the same way. Maybe they're just here to collect tribute? If you can send them away with a batch of fish, that would be great.
There is no use escaping, this island is not accessible, and the vast area is very barren and not suitable for farming. People also raised a small number of cattle and sheep and fished all day long.
Most of this archipelago is desolate, and running away and hiding is probably the result of starvation.
A group of people no longer ran away, but they were actually preparing dried fish and meat in order to get rid of this group of Sorgon Plague Gods.
The Avora anchored near the shore, and Rurik, Biyoni and others took a long boat and began to disembark.
The actions of the other ships could be described as decisive. They rushed directly to the beach, and then a group of sea heroes in civilian clothes, holding a shield in one hand and carrying all kinds of guys in the other, landed one after another.
Just as the fishermen on the shore were shocked by the huge force of the landers, they saw that this group of people was just gathering on the beach, and they did not seem to intend to attack at all.
How is this going?
The old priest on crutches was an old woman who was not very old. She followed a group of powerful men at the fishing port, approached the gathering group of fishermen, squeezed out a path, and continued to advance towards the assembled Balmok army.
The army was subconsciously on alert, and every spear pointed forward.
Upon seeing this, Rurik immediately ordered the release of the three prisoners.
The prisoners ran and shouted: "Brothers! They are not attackers! They are Narvik (North Port) people."
What the fishermen want to hear most is "they are not attackers." Now, the fishermen's nervousness has dropped a lot.
As Rurik and Biyony stepped forward, especially Rurik!
It was the scorching sun at this time, and it was so refreshing under the summer sunshine and the gentle south wind.
Rurik took off his hat and shook his neck deliberately, his golden ponytail swaying in the wind.
A beautiful boy stands here, and behind him are a group of warriors wearing uniform blue and white robes. How can a neatly dressed man connect with a pirate with tattoos on his bare back?
Rurik boldly opened his arms and walked forward, shouting as he walked: "I am the commander-in-chief of this army. Let your leader speak out."
leader? Is there a leader in the fishing port?
The prisoner did not tell Rurik that a leader had never been elected in the fishing port. Everyone got together to live together on weekdays and just discussed whatever happened.
No, the priestess walked out on crutches.
"You... a child. Are you actually the commander-in-chief of the Narvik people? Come to our harbor, I welcome you..."
"Could it be that the leader of the harbor is actually an older woman?" Rurik asked deliberately.
"No! I am the priest of the harbor. I can also perform the duties of the leader if you need me."
The leader of the fishermen was a priestess. Looking at this woman, Rurik instantly thought of the deceased Vilia, and he felt a good impression of her.
Rurik took a deep breath: "Then let all of you who escaped come back! My people will camp here! Don't worry, we don't plan to attack you, but my brothers are hungry and thirsty, you need Provide food and water, or it will be your responsibility if they get angry."
"Yes! We understand."
"Okay, now I'm going to continue talking to you and I'm going to enter your village myself."
In order to avoid war, the fishermen, of course, tried their best to provide fish and meat, especially freshly caught fish, to entertain these heroes.
Rurik also fulfilled his promise, and the army camped near the fishing village. People began to cut down small trees to build tents, and began to grill salted fish supplied by fishermen.
Of course, there are also fisherwomen who deliver fish, and the young warriors of Balmok harass them a lot. That's the end of the excesses. The commander-in-chief has spoken in advance. In order to avoid unnecessary wars, illegal perpetrators will be killed.
The long voyage finally came to an end. Since the afternoon, a large number of people had fallen asleep on the coast.
As for Rurik and the heads of the various families, as distinguished persons, they became guests of the fishing port.
In other words, at this moment alone, they are the real rulers of the fishing port.
Rurik used absolute military strength to suppress the entire fishing port. After all, his army of one thousand people was already half of the settlers in the entire archipelago.
This fishing port does not have a special name. Its name is very simple, that is, Wesfowijk (Western Fishing Port).
They did not elect a clear leader, but they did have a meeting room. From the first moment Rurik saw this fishing village, he was sure that these people were also poor.
The walls are made of mud and wooden poles, and a lot of yellow weeds are piled on the roof. This is a house.
The only thing that comforted Rurik was that he was sitting in their meeting room, and the floor was not dusty or uneven. They had obviously done some processing, and it seemed that the stones had been continuously pounded to create a hardened floor.
Rurik had no more ideas about this poor fishing village that relied on fishing for its livelihood. Look at their sacrifices and the seven strong men in the fishing village who are said to be highly respected. Their clothes reveal strong poverty from all directions.
But it is very strange why the captives once said that their harbor contained some gems, and the entire archipelago was simply named after gems.
How could gems not bring them prosperity? At least, gems have to be used as decorations, right?
Rurik could see no sign of the existence of these gems, and as a result, the embarrassed local fishermen passively picked up the conversation.
Tell these people that you are going to conquer Britain? Why not tell them? They can even pull out an army of servants in this fishing village. Anyway, the life of this group of fishermen is much worse than that of the Balmoks. If they join in to grab some useful things, their lives will be easier.
Rurik first talked about the gems: "Someone told me that you have a lot of gems! Now, hand over the gems!"
The pretty boy showed his true face?
The sole priestess of the fishing port said solemnly: "This is a deserted island, and there are only a lot of fish in the sea. If we can dig out gems, we don't have to be so poor."
"But your island is named after gems. You! There must be treasures."
When Rurik said this, the family leaders who were eager to get rich all raised their fists and started cheering.
There were even radical people, such as Osten's eldest son Geiger. The young man directly drew his iron sword and ordered: "Brothers sailed here to attack the Britons. Since you also have gems, take them out immediately! Otherwise, We will be furious!”
The fishermen present all showed fear on their faces, and the priestess tried her best to remain calm, but she heard something terrible: "You...are going to attack Britain?"
There was no harm in revealing it at this time, but Rurik noticed the surprised look in the old woman's eyes and couldn't help but wonder: "What? Are you afraid of them? Have you ever had a fierce battle with those Britons?"
"Yes! They are the Britons. Their bodies are covered with tattoos and they fight fiercely."
"Huh?" Rurik was even more confused. He always felt that the other party had misunderstood the meaning.
Putting the matter of gems aside for now, Rurik has some doubts about the so-called "gem islands". It is not that the islands are the origin of gems, but that the Bergen immigrants regard the islands as "gems in the sea." They are harboring beautiful fantasies, but unfortunately this is not a wealthy home.
As the discussion deepened, Rurik suddenly realized that he had made a major oversight.
The Norwegians, or mainly the Bergen people, took the slaves they captured, took the land trade route over the mountains, and then took the water route, and trafficked the slaves to Lake Mälaren. All Norwegians selling to Lake Mälaren were "Brythons".
Britons and Britons are the same word, and now Rurik is more certain that the Britons in the concept of the Harbor Priestess and others refer to the ancient Scots in a narrow sense. The Britain that Rurik knew was the kingdom of England.
The priestess mentioned a definite term - Northumbria.
It all explains why these early Bergen settlers in Shetland never stopped at the islands. They tried to go south and were attacked by the ancient Scots, or Picts. They continued south and spied the existence of the Kingdom of Northumbria.
Rurik really didn't expect that the local fishermen sitting in front of him were the natural guides for the army's expedition!
He learned more details. The so-called fishing port itself was also snatched from the Picts!
All the terrible memories of the Britons (Picts) are of the settler-native wars of decades ago. The Norwegian settlers were the ultimate victors and knew that the huge islands to the south were dangerous.
As for gems! The fishermen did manage to get some, and this is exactly how Shetland, the "Gem Islands", got its name.
Rurik continued to clamor for the gem.
The priestess had no choice but to order people to take out the treasures left by the Pictish priests that she had collected. After a moment, a shiny object was placed in front of Rurik.
"People from afar, maybe this is the gem you are talking about? It is indeed a gem, but it is useless. They are extremely small gems and cannot be made into necklaces and jewelry."
But Rurik was stunned.
What was placed in front of me was clearly a silverware with gold rim! The silverware is basically a cross. The cross is inlaid with a large number of transparent particles that look like glass shards, but why does it look so like a diamond file?
Could it really be just a bunch of diamonds?
Rurik subconsciously pulled out his bright white sword, with its gold-plated hilt and inlaid ruby, which shocked the fishermen's eyes.
He hesitated for a moment and almost collapsed.
Because there were a bunch of small scratches left on the back of the sword, and this cross they didn’t know where they got it from was really not much different from a diamond file!
Could it be that this kind of Christian holy vessel found only in the church was really snatched by this group of Bergen immigrants from the Picts, the long-time residents? ! Why do those people have a lot of diamonds in their hands? How could they have thought of using diamonds to decorate sacred vessels?
