Ulf's plan was in line with the Norse people's imagination of conquest, adventure and wealth. Many Vikings sailed and ventured in all directions. In fact, before Ulf, some people had been sailing southward, but on a small scale. Some of them They also settled on the plains of Eastern Europe and merged with the people of that time to become the Rus Vikings.
This is also the origin of the Grand Duchy of Novgorod and the tribes in the Kiev region. However, the Russian Vikings also inherited the fierce style of the Nordic Vikings and showed no mercy when they robbed the Viking settlements. The relationship is sometimes tense and sometimes relaxed.
"I need your permission to recruit knowledgeable people in your kingdom to go to the south with me." Ulf said to Bjorn.
"Of course." Bjorn has no objection to this. Taking away the excess people in the kingdom can reduce a lot of trouble, because those who have no land and livelihood are likely to become Looters, raiding everywhere.
"It's just that I have one condition." Bjorn took a sip of wine and said to Ulf.
"Please tell me." Ulf also knew that as the king, Bjorn would not be able to allow him to take away those warriors so easily, so he nodded.
"When I need to fight, you must return those warriors to me." Bjorn said to Ulf.
This matter is very cost-effective in Bjorn's opinion. Ulf's adventure in the south will bring a lot of material wealth, and at the same time, it will train those soldiers in actual combat. When he needs an experienced army, haha Mal's hand was very slow to deliver.
"It's completely reasonable." Hamar was stunned for a moment, but then nodded and refused. On the surface, he didn't suffer at all, but in fact, General Zaijun Ling didn't suffer the same.
"By the way, your nephew Olaf also needs training. I hope he can take me away." Hamar's compliance made Ulf very satisfied. Before I made the last request, I continued to make things difficult.
"Drink some wine, maybe it will warm you up." The bearded woman handed over the leather bag in her hand.
"The reason is very complicated. Before the Danes and Norwegians all poured in, the land had already been allocated. The remaining land still needs to be competed with the Christians. I'm afraid they can only become sharecroppers. "Che Xingxiong snorted heavily and glanced at the two of them.
"Is he this Yaer's personal guard?" the young woman asked tentatively.
In Amon's palace, the cold wind blew through the whole town. Those who were not qualified to participate in the banquet also sat beside the bonfire in the middle of the town, celebrating in their own way with bad wine and some smooth food.
"Been there." Bjorn nodded slightly and sat under the fire, staring at the flames with his eyes, seemingly lost in memories.
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What's more, people like us are basically real North warriors. Even on the battlefield, we are still cannon fodder, which is really frustrating.
"Yes, you didn't mind. You've drank something worse than that." Bjorn smiled and handed the bag back to the bearded woman.
"Dong Che Xingxiong, so he has been to England?" The young woman immediately became interested and asked Che Xingxiong.
"You heard that many people have settled there. We said that the land under this island is very fertile." The young woman said quickly.
"Why?"
"You come from East Vargoth," Bjorn said to the two.
"You know what we are talking about, but if there is no delicious food and mead." Another slightly older woman with flaxen hair said with a shrug.
The two looked at each other and said nothing more. The reason is complicated and easy to understand. If these Norse people who occupy the fertile land first will leave little chance to the newcomers, they must want to survive. So... They can only do farm work for each other.
"Your lord Hamar, prepare to gather men and go south. By then there will be no small fertile land and rich towns. They are definitely not interested. So the best thing to do is to go to East Vargos and have a look." Bjorndius Previous sentence, then move forward
He left, leaving only the two people looking at each other and talking.
"That bad wine might suit his taste." The bearded woman said without any bad intentions.
"He is really unlucky. As the second son of the family, he was given nothing but an axe." The bearded woman glanced at her companion and said to me sympathetically.
"No matter how long you stay out there, you can become a real blacksmith. You only have a dream. You don't have a piece of land, a house, a wife, and a few more children." The bearded man pursed his lips. I held my hands and looked at the fire, as if I saw some hope. "I really want to become a warrior and join a real raiding party. It is said that the lords of East Vargas gained so much wealth before they raided England. Those who came back used the money to buy land and build houses." The flaxen-haired young man A woman with a look of envy in her eyes.
"He is still the same, an illegitimate son and a wandering Dane." The young woman did not care about her companion's sympathy and instead spoke.
"What are the little people talking about?" a North woman with messy brown hair and a beard, wearing a complicated coarse linen dress, said to me while sitting under a cold stone, drinking bad ale.
"What does he think?" The older woman rubbed her face and asked Luo Hu. After all, Lu Hu has a little less life experience than me.
"Opportunity?" The bearded and the older woman asked in unison.
"Thank you." Bjorn took the bag and took a sip from his mouth, frowning in confusion.
"Bah, it's so hot. You feel like your eggs are about to freeze into two lumps of ice." At that time, a North warrior wearing animal skins sat across from the two of them, stretched out his hand against the fire, and muttered something. , and the bearded woman and the young woman with flaxen hair saw a bunch of skulls hanging on my waist.
"But, there should be no chance now." Che Xingxiong stood up from under the stone he was sitting on. I stretched, exhaled a breath of white mist, rubbed my hands, and said to the two of them.
"Damn it, the best thing I can do is to take you in as an apprentice after winter comes. Now you can only go to the forest and become a predator." The bearded woman looked in the direction of the blacksmith shop and spat hard. , complained.
"That's right. There is indeed not much fertile land, but I'm afraid it's too late for them to want to go now." Bjorn shrugged his shoulders and said to the two of them wonderfully.
"Is there an enemy somewhere else that's hard to deal with?" the bearded woman asked.
"Ha, you are such an unlucky pair." The bearded woman grinned.
