Chapter 16: The New Viking Voyage In The Autumn


    At a young age, his son showed the talent to be a leader, and Otto saw it all in his eyes.


    Thinking about the day, and considering that the craftsmen have finished repairing all the It was another fine night, and there was a hint of coolness outside the wooden house. Although the sky is full of bright moon, no one intends to look at this beautiful night.


    Among the small families of the Ross tribe, those selected by Otto are making final preparations for the voyage after dawn tomorrow.


    This is especially true of Otto, who is the leader of the tribe. He is in a high position and has more preparations to do.


    It was night, and he wanted to tell his family about his ns.


    "Ah! I brought some more amber this time. Maybe my grandfather did a good job at that time, using a little more peaceful means, they would provide more treasure."


    Nia, who was packing his bags, said kindly: "What if you prepare more? In the mountains to the west, we can dig more amber. Besides, it is better to do business peacefully than to loot directly. ."


    Otto shook his head: "You are a woman, you are always kind. But..."


    Otto wanted to say something, and then looked at his son Rurik, who suddenly muttered: "Peace trade, why should we trade with them peacefully. They are weak, and they hoard wealth, and we can take it at will. Give them to them. A little amber as a reward is already very gracious. You say that right? Rurik?"


    "Me? Then it''s better to go directly to the ship and get it directly."


    Otto clearly saw his son''s perfunctory intentions, and shook his head with a smile: "Originally, if it wasn''t for your opinion, I wouldn''t even want to give them an amber. Since amber can be used as a reward to get more treasures, it''s okay to use some. ."


    "But isn''t amber very precious here too?" Rurik asked with wide eyes.


    "No! It''s not cherished here, only very scarce there. They can exchange amber and people further south for a lot of treasure, and they''d better do it. As long as they do, we go this time and we can get to the wealth of southerners that they hoarded."


    Originally, Rurik always felt that his biological father was a typical rough man, and he never thought that this simple Nordic man could still think of veryplicated things in his mind.


    As if those Swigs from Novgorod were helping the Rus tribe keep their fortunes.


    Rurik didn''t want to say anything more.


    Otto thought again, and continued to ask: "Rurik, I already know about you leading your brothers to y on the hills to the west. I can see that you are training them."


    Hearing this, Rurik felt as if his whole body had been electrocuted.


    "Yes Dad! As you taught me before, if I can be a leader, I must have some loyal friends by my side. I think I should train them from now on."


    "Really? You''re doing well." Otto raised his head slightly, looking at the rudimentary wooden beams and the hanging fish oilmps. "You remind me a lot of things, and I used to be like that. That Katsov, his father used to be my ymate. It seems that you are inheriting my career step by step."


    "Perhaps more than that." Rurik chuckled.


    "What my brother does is very strange." Arik, who ims to be almost prepared, said: "I have watched them. It is not so much a game as preparation for future fights. They... They are training."


    "Yes! I know too! Arik, you can''t help your brother much in terms of terror." Otto''s eyes widened and he questioned his son very seriously: "Rurik, tell me what you think. Your true thoughts. "


    "I..." Rurik suddenly got a little nervous. After he sat cross-legged, he said obediently, "I am indeed training them. There are only ten people at the moment, and there will be a hundred people in the future. I want to make all the tribes simr to mine. Older children get organized, I train them myself. So ten yearster, I have a hundred highly organized subordinates. If I can be the leader, these people will be my important assistants in the future. "


    "Hey, you''re thinking a long way."


    Otto suppressed his surprise in his heart. On the surface, he kindly stroked his son''s small forehead with his big hand that was full of calluses after holding the sword for too long, and took the opportunity to grab the golden ponytail.


    "You are a wise man. I know that you trained those ten children very well. So can you train a hundred children well?"


    "I can!"


    "Fine, then do it. It''s better that I can see the results of your training when wee home full."


    "I see, Dad. You go tomorrow, and I''ll start tomorrow."


    This night, Otto slept very calmly.


    As the leader of the tribe, ording to the ancient tradition, only those who are widely supported can take the position. After all, the Ross tribe is still in the tribal stage, and although the concept of hereditary system has been sprouted, it has not been widely recognized by people.


    The leader of the tribe is naturally the strong one, and those who can hold the position must have the support of the tribe''s elites and priests and elders. It is also an important capital to benefit the entire n.


    Of course, many Viking tribes choose their leaders in a simr way. The leader needs to have appeal. Of course, in most cases, the leader also needs to be a strong man in battle.


    Rurik certainly knew this, and he even gained his first fans through a "kids fight".


    Different from others, he clearly realized that any fight should not be an individual fight alone, if the tribe wants to go a long way, many things have to change.


    The tribe was able to live in the north of the thinking Asians, and could maintain a state of detachment from them for a long time, because the tribe had as many as 2,000 people who could fight.


    As far as fighting is concerned, Liu Li, Rurik, is very aware of Napoleon''s famous words on that ne.


    The so-called three soldiers can''t beat two Mamluks, ten soldiers can be on par with ten Mamluks, and if the strength climbs to one thousand, they can defeat three thousand Mamluks. UU Reading


    Individual strength is limited. Concentrate the strength. One hundred warriors of the Ross tribe maintain a stable formation at all times on the battlefield, and can destroy several times their own foot soldiers!


    The next morning, the golden sun shone all over Roseburg, and the fjord was engulfed in a beautiful, dreamy golden color.


    In addition to the dark green mountains and many ck and bare basalt rocks by the sea, Rurik, who followed his biological mother to watch his father on the voyage, only felt that he was bathed in holiness.


    Just like the background scenes of the Norse myths he understood, the fjords of Roseburg seemed like a sanctuary under today''s rising sun.


    Under the golden light, there are arge number of sailboats on the sea.


    Those warriors who traveled a long way basically put food and fresh water on the ship, and then they finally boarded the ship fully armed.


    A stalwart figure let out an astonishing roar, and he raised his saber tomand everyone, followed by a horn from nowhere.


    The ropes tied to the ships were untied one after another, and the ships entered the vast sea.


    Rurik knew that the sword bearer was his father Otto, and on the Sorgon voyage this autumn, there was the melodious and uplifting sound of the horn, the continuous roar of the people on board, and the violent noise of the huge oars pping neatly. started in.


    Rurik, holding his mother''s hand, watched them gradually leave the fjord.


    They left, and the life of the tribe continued, and people returned to their own lives full of hope.


    "Child, your father and brother have left, are you going to do those things now?" Nia asked.


    "Yes! I promised Dad, I will now let my subordinates organize the children in the tribe and my age."


    "Go for it. Let me see how capable you are."