"The brave and invincible King of Ireland."
"Rule the oceans."
“With him leading us, we’re going to win everything.”
The sailors who came ashore sang "Yinvar's Song", a ballad that the Boneless had people write to strengthen their momentum.
Off-key, ugly, but powerful.
The ship docked, and this bandit fleet, which was mixed with people from all over Northern Europe and even residents of northwest Europe, returned to Dublin Port.
When they returned from the ocean to the land and set foot on a familiar place, the wildness in them could not be tolerated.
Some people took off their dirty clothes and threw them on the beach, while others took off their pants and peed directly on the sand.
Some people seemed to be drunk, singing and dancing on the land, circling back and forth.
Some people hold the relics of their companions tightly in their hands and chant the holy words of the Vikings.
They needed to relieve the pressure, and the people in the harbor were not surprised.
Asturias is located in a mountainous area and produces a large number of minerals, mostly silver.
When we came back this time, every boat was filled with silver to make candlesticks, necklaces, and jewelry.
As for the slaves, they took a total of 120 people with them, but half of them died on the way back to sea.
The remaining sixty people were hung on chains and dragged away like pigs and dogs.
Dre stepped ashore and took off the cow helmet.
Phew, then looked up to the sky and shouted, finally came back alive.
He saw the leaders leaving in a hurry after hearing the report from the people left behind, as if something was wrong?
But after a while, I stopped thinking about it.
He sold all the slaves he brought back, and with the money he got, he wanted to buy new equipment and weapons, buy more male slaves, and build a stronger army.
That night, Dre was invited into Yinvar's castle.
It is said to be a castle, but in the eyes of the Franks, it can only be regarded as a taller and larger longhouse.
After entering, there was a strong smell of alcohol, bad breath, body odor, and all kinds of indescribable odors.
Dre chose a barely clean spot to sit down.
This was not the first time he had participated in this kind of celebration banquet, but until now, he was still not used to it.
Unlike the restless Vikings, he prefers to stay alone, read books and feel nature.
Maybe this has something to do with the blood of a quarter of a Catholic scholar in his body?
His grandmother was an Unsa noble and taught him poetry when he was a child...
Dre was distracted until two Vikings, who were drunkenly bickering with each other, got into a fight, and one of them bumped into him, which brought him back to his senses.
It was not a day like this to use force, so Dre helped the two separate, and then let them have a literary fight.
There are many different kinds of Viking fights. One of them is that two people attack each other verbally. If one party can't come back, he loses.
Except for not being able to blaspheme the gods and direct leaders of the Hall of Valor, any other jokes can be made.
Two drunk men greeting each other's family.
It was hard to tell the winner for a while, but in the end Dre came to help and asked a guessing game. Whoever wins stays and who loses.
"What grows first, then becomes shorter, and finally becomes longer again?" After Dre finished speaking, the tall man answered first, "Shadow, I have heard sailors in the south ask this question!"
Dre nodded, and then the samurai who helped maintain order in the field took out those who didn't answer.
Regaining his composure, Dre returned to his seat.
But not long after, he was summoned by Yin Val's close warrior and entered the inner hall.
Separated by a few walls, this place is far neater and cleaner than outside.
After Dre entered, he immediately lowered his head and saluted when he saw the great King Yinvar.
Then he paid tribute to the senior leaders in the field and consciously chose a corner to lean against.
Chris, who had made great achievements in battle this time, was also there. He was now the captain of the Centurion.
There are maps on the table and maps hanging on the walls.
People came in one after another, and soon all the empty seats were filled, and then a Danish envoy from the east appeared.
He had a long beard, gray hair, and severe dents on his face, as if he had been dented by a blunt instrument. He struggled to speak, and his voice was hoarse. Everyone heard intermittently, but they generally understood what he meant. King Ragnar was about to start a full-scale war.
Dre looked at the map on the table. If he had the choice, he would prefer to go to the Baltic Sea.
When he was ten years old, he came to Ireland with his parents from Novgorod.
The Great Viking Temple Uppsalan, Kiev, the Caspian Sea... these eastern regions are the places he most wants to visit.
Having just returned from the war, some soldiers were reluctant when they heard that another large-scale mobilization was about to be launched. However, in the end, the initiative still rested with Yin Val.
Yin Val, who was in charge, showed respect for his father's messenger, but he had other plans in his heart.
In his eyes, little England actually exhausted thousands of Viking warriors?
Compared with Frank, there are seven kings in this small place, plus the separatist forces, there is no fighting capacity at all.
Obviously, my father is old and can no longer fight...
The old Wolf King must be conscious and step down from his position as leader, otherwise he will end up with an extremely tragic ending.
Yin Val asked his men to answer while he listened.
Those invited to the table were all soldiers who had made great contributions this time. Everyone had a chance to speak. When they stood up, Yin Val toasted them with a glass of wine.
After more than twenty glasses of wine, Yin Val still remained sober and his eyes were firm.
King Ragnar's old envoy also got drunk in the end, and went outside to compete with the young men in strength competition, boasting that when he was young, he could pee ten feet away in the strong wind.
In the hall, there were only seven people left who were not drunk.
Yinvar the Boneless, his son Heik the Explorer, Madman Chris, Dre the Minotaur, Starr the Swordsman, and Taland the Advisor.
With these few people left, Yin Val asked again, "Have your ideas changed?"
Everyone looked at each other, looking at each other, and finally Heike spoke, "Father, we can provide support and let the word out that we will disembark from West England. We will wait until the war situation becomes clearer."
Heike is very similar to Yin Val, and is his most beloved heir. So much so that during this voyage, Yin Val did not even take him with him to prevent him from danger, and even asked him to stay and guard the castle.
Although Yin Val didn't want to fight, he was a little dissatisfied when he heard his son's weak answer.
Any father hopes that his son can surpass himself.
Yin Val asked everyone to go out, leaving Heike behind, and asked him, "You have no military exploits. This group of soldiers will not listen to you in the future. Even if you don't want to fight, you shouldn't reply so easily."
"Father, using strength to oppress others and using bad name to scare others are not from the heart. I have calculated the wealth you brought back. Do you know, if we did not choose to go to war, but stayed to farm and produce, From trade, the income generated in the past half year is one-third of the expenses after deducting the expenses of this expedition.
Although there are not many, it is very stable, and most importantly, the soldiers are still alive.
No matter how powerful a warrior is, he will contract all kinds of diseases after going to sea seven or eight times and after reaching the age of forty.
Starr's brother was faster than him in drawing a sword, but his knee was injured by the sea breeze. It was a rainy day before his death. He was shaking in bed in pain, and finally ended his life with excessive drinking.
So, we should change, Father. "
When every father hopes that his sons will surpass themselves, he also hopes that they will surpass themselves in things that they cannot do, rather than having unreasonable ideas.
Heike became more and more excited as he talked, "Our ancestors have been to Normandy, Britain, the Mediterranean, and the North Sea, but there are still many interesting, rich, and uninhabited places."
"You want me to fund your voyage plan again?" Yin Wadao smiled half-heartedly. He had sponsored it once before, but all four ships were wrecked in the north and he almost didn't come back.
"I have asked many sailors that there are many islands around the Faroe Islands, which are full of ice floes...To the southeast and northeast, we can also enter a lot of wide land from the Caspian Sea, and what about to the west?
If you follow the ocean all the way from Ireland, you may encounter a beautiful continent that you can't even see at a glance. "Haike was very excited. He spent less and less time alone with his father. His father always forced himself to kill people with a sword.
But he didn't like it, he even hated it from the bottom of his heart.
"Iceland, westbound route, beautiful continent?"
Yin Val's displeasure level has been maxed out. As we all know, the world has an end. If you go all the way from the west, you will enter the sea of death.
Even when Ragnar's father was at his most powerful, he often went south to harass other countries, but he did not dare to stray from the coastline.
It seems that I should find a wife for this brat. A wife can make the boy grow into a man who can withstand the family fortune, but who should he choose?
Images of several girls flashed through my mind...
Seeing his father silent, Heike told the stories he heard from the Catholic monks in Southern Ireland, as well as some novel but deviant rumors.
No accident, he was kicked out in the end.
But Heike did not give up. Although he did not sail, he secretly asked several leaders who sailed this time to capture some monks and find ways to get back local books when they went south.
Heike was kicked out and instead of entering the banquet hall, he went to find a few familiar warriors, including Dre.
Gather all your friends and go back to your longhouse.
Heike shared his thoughts again, but the idea was so terrible that even Dre, who always agreed with Heike, didn't agree with it.
"Sir, what can be found in the west? If we talk about exploring the Faroe Islands, that's okay."
"If the wind and waves are strong, the ship will deviate from the track. Then we will be swallowed by the wind and waves, die in the ocean, and become food for sharks."
"too crazy."
None of his men agreed, but Haike took out the treasure he had recently collected, a beautiful small box.
Everyone originally thought it would be a big gem when they opened it, but they didn't expect that after opening it, it was just a weirder square box with a needle gently moving on it.
"This is a treasure, a holy thing that can lead us across the ocean! Last time I accepted my father's order to go to Denmark. After holding a meeting of lords, I bought a castrated pagan in the trading market there. He was once a craftsman. , found it out from him.”
After a few glances, everyone found that no matter how they turned, the needle would float to the same position.
Then he asked, "What is this called?"
"The slave told me that this is called the 'North Point'. It was made by an extremely powerful country in the east. The lord there claimed to be a 'dragon' and was the son of the god. The people there cultivated a kind of insect and Like magic, it spits out the most beautiful and soft threads in the world..."
The city wall winds like a snake for thousands of miles.
A palace ten times more prosperous than the city of Rome.
A huge city with a population of one million.
A strange insect that spits soft silk.
Descendants of dragon blood.
These words sound exciting, but that's all they sound. If you really have to work hard to find it, you won't have this addiction.
Even Ragnar, his goal in launching an ocean voyage was robbery as his priority, rather than any great geographical discovery.
In everyone's mind, the farthest east is the grassland area east of Ross.
Legend has it that people there began to drive horses at the age of three. "Tatars" was the unified name given to them by the Vikings.
The Tartars were far, far away, so far away that they were strangers to them.
"Tatar stuff?" Dre asked.
He patted the nearly broken compass twice, and the needle slowly returned to its fixed position.
He knew the magical power of this thing. If he could simply hold it in his hand and point it in a fixed direction, and then use it with the star currents, he could find a safe sea route in the unguided sea.
It's a good thing. Dre looked through it and wanted to know the principle of this tool.
"No, farther, farther. Unfortunately, the slave later died of illness, but I learned a few oriental words, including the 'name' of their country.
Heike uttered three short syllables and said, "This is the way of saying their country."
Then write the word out.
Even if the local rune script, or Unsa script, or even Frank script only has a few characters, what Heike wrote is definitely the most complex script that everyone has ever seen.
Dozens of strokes put together look like a row of houses or a long picture.
"Tang Empire".
Then Heike continued, "If the end of the world is not the sea, but another piece of land, then we can enter this empire by going from the west. If we can rob the Tang Empire once, according to the craftsman's description, it will be better than robbing Frank More valuable, isn’t it?”
Long March thousands of miles away, plundered the Tang Empire.
Heike knew that he still had to make a big pie for this group of bandit friends, but this pie had reached the limit of his cognition. It was like saying to a bandit, "Follow me, and I will make you a cardinal tomorrow."
When the moon shines on the entire Dublin Port and everyone around Heike leaves, he is the only one who can think about how to improve the ship, find out the longitude and latitude, and go to the vast and fascinating unknown area.
He finally fell asleep due to exhaustion, but he didn't know at this time that his father was meeting a woman who would soon become his wife.
Her name is "Hervey".
...
brush!
Snapped!
Oran drew his bow and drew an arrow, testing the strength of his longbowmen.
Tuman competed with him side by side.
After replenishing the number of people, even though there were a group of new recruits in his command, Olan's accounting figures still reached a level that could intimidate other county chiefs.
Practice can help the body get into a better fighting state. Olan has already shot more than twenty arrows, but he has not stopped and listened to the reports of the craftsmen around him.
One year has passed. The papermaking and printing techniques he mentioned to the craftsmen last year have reached about three points if calculated in ten points.
He was already very satisfied with this number.
Process technology is cumulative, and once it breaks through the critical point, the speed will increase much faster. Olan estimates that in another two to three years, simple printing and paper will be able to launch the most basic version.
Then you can push it all the way... what the hell!
You can probably live a decent life, if you are still alive at that time.
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