That night, Shi Meng rested in the lord's longhouse and did not go back to the lord's house.
This is probably the cleanest room here.
It's not as cold as Norway, so the weird smell in the air is hard to suppress.
All the freedmen's longhouses in this place only have two or three rooms, and all the family members are crammed into them to live.
The length will not exceed twenty-five meters, and the width will not exceed six or seven meters.
There is no concept of a warehouse, and all valuable items are kept inside the house, including livestock.
The neighboring houses, even if they were deserted at the moment, were full of pungent smells as long as they were approached.
In the past, people slept with animals to protect their property.
The smell of various animal feces, urine, and human sweat mixed together, leaving both leaders and civilians with a constant smell.
This kind of living space is very crowded, and there is almost no concept of a bed. Things that can be put on the back can be used as a bed.
The candles used for lighting are made from animal fat, which smells even stronger after being lit!
Shi Meng tossed and turned and shouted "Si En" twice.
After a while, the door was gently pushed open.
The footsteps were very light, and then this shadow touched him.
When the two shadows overlapped, Shi Meng went from blushing to gradually relaxing.
"Chief, I want to accompany you."
"When I go out, I wake up every day and either the wall or my wife is by my side."
Since his wife became pregnant, he has been holding back a fire, which is a man's instinctive desire.
Today, he was troubled by Olan's words again. He needed to find a weaker "opponent" to do whatever he wanted.
But now she has no desires and needs, so the woman was ordered to be kicked out, so she hugged her clothes and walked out of the house.
"Take some of the silver bars on the table and take them away yourself."
Shi Meng felt that he loved his wife very much and slept with other women only a handful of times a year.
In the land of Norway, where men and women can be seen "having fun" everywhere, I now deserve to be called a good man and a good husband.
This woman was arranged by Si En, and she could also be said to be Si En's lover.
After receiving the eviction order, he returned to the next door room.
After her eyes saw the muscle curves of Sean's body, two more shadows overlapped.
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The energy disappeared, and Shi Meng fell into a drowsy state, as if he hadn't slept yet.
He recalled his boyhood, or that there was no such thing as "boyhood" at all.
One day when he was eleven years old, his father, the leader, took a look at himself while he was peeing and told himself, "Boy, you have grown up."
"What's the meaning?"
"You can go to Finland, Russia or England to kill people."
"The 'Slavs' and the 'Anglos' are both poor people. Dad, I want to go to the Inn River. The people there are much richer. Last time you and your uncle went to rob, and the priests you brought back had as much food as pigs." Likewise, the gold and silver jewelry you bring back can kill someone."
At this time, Shi Meng didn't know the robbery route yet. It depends on how strong you are. If you don't know how to do it, or if you deliberately go to rob other tribes or the designated areas that the kingdom has already encroached on, a fierce battle may occur. This will also happen later. One of the reasons why their family is at odds with the Ragnar family.
Shi Meng is taller and stronger than his peers.
At the age of eleven, he was 1.63 meters tall.
Put on boots and a piece of face armor, and you can hardly tell the difference from a shorter adult.
The father then told himself, "Next time at the convention, you will wear the armband."
"Kill these old Franks!" Shi Meng laughed.
Seven and a half months later, Shi Meng, along with six of his peers, were blessed at a meeting and became new Viking warriors. His father even found him a "shield girl."
That night, Shi Meng was nervous and excited and entered the room in the dark.
But this incident made Shi Meng hate his father for many years.
When discussing life, this woman almost made herself breathless.
But he was the son of a leader, so Shi Meng still struggled until he ran out of strength and fell asleep.
The next day, Shi Meng walked out of the house, spat at his father, and greeted his father's "lover."
"What I like is a 'strong' shield maiden, not a 'giant bear'-like shield maiden!" Shi Meng cursed loudly, but his father and uncles laughed at him.
"Boy, your grandfather did the same to me. This is to teach you one thing. Don't spend too much effort on women. Those southern women with thin skin and tender flesh will be like the devil, taking away your wisdom and courage. Give 'corrosion'!"
A man's first time is very precious, so Shi Meng thinks his father's teachings make sense...what the hell!
After that day, he became even more passionate about beautiful women.
But as a warrior, the battle he longed for never came, and he had to look after the farm every day.
The motionless weeds became the opponents he struck with his wooden sword.
When will his fame spread?
He always imitated the tone of an adult, picked up the sword given to him by his father, and in the dead of night, wiped the sword again and again.
"This sword belongs to me, will belong to my children in the future, and will belong to my grandson in the future. It will swallow the blood of the enemy..."
Although he did not sail, he was different from his peers after all. As a "second-generation robber", his father gave him a rectangular hut and also got him a maid stolen from Frank.
The first Frankish language Shimon learned was "come, take off, get out".
There is no such thing as violence. All men and all warriors are like this.
Who makes you weak, who makes your men lack courage?
Three days before his first voyage, his father improved Shi Meng's diet to make him stronger.
Wheat grains are made into soft bread, seasoned with onions and garlic, and wooden barrels of liqueur mixed with milk and honey are put on the table.
Use the knife to cut the meat, and use the spoon to fill the wooden bowl with plate after plate of porridge, wild vegetables and fish.
Shi Meng lived a satiated three days and then set off for the expedition.
Ships were an important symbol, and only wealthy lords could build hulls and launch expeditions.
There are generally two types, one is a combat ship dedicated to sea attack.
The hull is light and narrow, lightweight yet resistant to wind and waves, and can be docked or connected quickly.
One is a trading cargo ship. The ship is tall and wide, and can travel stably in the sea.
Their boats have a shallow draft, are fast, and can change direction easily.
They always appear suddenly on the sea level, and after reaching the shore, they draw their weapons and call for the gods Odin and Thor to come to help.
In the past, Shi Meng just watched. He didn't know until he got on the boat.
"Nothing is trivial when it comes to matters of life and death."
The deck of the warship was pointed directly at the sun and clouds, leaving no protection in the open air.
Only then did Shi Meng realize why his father forced himself to stuff two extra pieces of clothes before going ashore.
Once strong winds and waves come, the whole body will be attacked by the violent "water dragon". It will be cold and freezing. The elderly or children with weak health may die directly.
Shi Meng fought tooth and nail to help the paddler. As long as he can survive, there will be a bright future!
Every time you go out to sea and encounter violent waves, it will be like a real-life version of Ragnarok. These sailors are warriors, fighting against enemies and big snakes in the sea.
Before landing, there were three teenagers of the same age who came out with Shi Meng.
One was scared out of his wits, one died of cold, and one was swept away by a huge wave in the middle of the night!
But the adult soldiers had no time to grieve. After landing, they mixed anger and sadness and aimed at the Gentiles!
"For Odin!"
Shi Meng roared, pulled out his sword, and blended into the crowd.
He remembered clearly that he was the first warrior to rush into the church in this battle!
“God has blessed me and saved me from the infidels…”
A young but courageous priest stood guard in front of the storehouse and picked up the cross.
He spoke Frankish, and Shimon understood "God."
"Father, you are so stupid (French)."
"Um?!"
"There is only one God, and there are two gods, Thor and Odin. How can one fight against two?"
This sentence was too long and Shimon was not good at speaking French, so he said it in Viking.
The baptism of the wave battle allowed Shi Meng to advance to a higher level, but he saw him chop off the young priest's arm with his sword.
First I heard screams of pain, then silence...
Afterwards, he cut off the chain and kicked in the door. Inside were a group of women and half-grown children who had come to the church to pray.
These half-grown children, barely a few years younger than themselves, were hiding behind the woman.
Shi Meng snorted, and then pointed his sword at a girl who matched his aesthetics!
"From now on, you are mine."
"Devil (French)!"
"die!"
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Cuckoo!
The crowing of the cock accompanied by the sunlight filtering into the house made Shi Meng sweat and wake up.
Before he woke up, he saw his ex-wife and current wife, urging him to get up.
The natural wildness was suppressed for a short time.
When he walked out of the house, he saw his men busy making fires, as well as the people under his command who had been moved or voluntarily moved here to directly occupy the empty houses.
It may be hard work, but these people may live a long time, many years.
Shi Meng thought of several childhood friends who played well but died at sea.
Take by force?
Hard work?
Switching between two thoughts.
Shi Meng looked at the sun and prayed to all the gods he knew in his heart, trying to get a response. But the damn sun, other than making his eyes sore, didn't have any divine metaphors.
Finally, he touches the clothes his wife knitted for him and thinks of his unborn child.
Good guys, bad guys?
At this moment, he just wanted to be a man who could protect those around him.
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At the same time, Oran led a team of people in the other direction - he wanted to inspect the guard towers and towns being built.
In order to save time, I rode straight away without returning to normal attire.
There were ten cavalry guards behind them. Due to the full exertion of animal power, the group of people reached their destination in half a day.
