At first, the longboat that arrived at the pier was no different from other fishing boats, except that there were more people on board and everyone looked staggering.

"Could you still be in such a mess when you catch a fish? Could it be that you fought with a big fish in the lake?" The leisurely old man at the pier was busy pulling the hemp rope and asked casually.

The excited Hafen never thought that he would actually drift to the city of Ostara.

"We're not fishermen."

"It doesn't matter. What do you Rus people come to the south? Do you want to bring some goods from Novgorod yourself?"

Hafen knew that the old man was just chatting. This man was obviously from the Gran tribe, and he was probably assigned to the pier to help the ship dock due to his decay.

People disembarked one after another, and it was the first time for the young Gorm to come to Ostara, especially when he arrived in the form of fantasy drifting, and he was very excited.

"I want to meet the local nobles." Hafen said quite directly.

The old man immediately became alert, "Our Duke is not here for the time being."

"But I have something important to report, do I have to drift back to Novgorod to report?"

"Important matter? What important event can there be?" The old man stopped his work at hand and raised his wrinkled head, and continued to emphasize: "What important event can there be."

"You... how do you think we got here?"

"It doesn't matter."

"Very important. We set off from Mstisk to the East, we went to the Great Eastern Lake, and ended up drifting to your Lovati River."

Although the old man is old, he is of pure Swedish origin. Just from these few words, he realized that this group of people had a miraculous experience. The old man was impatient at first, but now his decayed eyes widened: "You guys? You came here after a big circle and a new waterway?"

"Yes." Hafen smiled: "I didn't find the Volga River, but I found you. How? I want to rest here with you."

Harfin's face was no younger than the old man's, and the young Gorm was already ashore. This kid didn't want to waste time, he leaned over rudely, poked his head and urged: "Uncle! Don't dawdle any longer, if we can't rest here, we will go north immediately. I still have to see the king."

"You?" The old man looked at Gorm's clothes, especially the gold-plated badge hanging on his clothes. "Young man, are you a tax scribe?"

"Yes, but not now. I want to see the king, that's all."

"Really, but the king is in this city of Ostara, you have come to the right place."

"This is real?"

"It's absolutely true."

Everything seemed to be ordered by the gods, and the young Gorm was very excited. He had sufficient evidence to prove it, so the cavalry who came to the pier urgently to investigate the situation easily confirmed Gorm's identity.

After all, all non-combatant scribes who are directly responsible to the king have their own special attire and the most important badge.

Even Gorms were not entirely new to cavalry. The Second Cavalry was too young, and many of them were only 13 years old this year. Gorm had gone to school with them, but he was not good at fighting and had good intelligence, so he was selected as a scribe.

Even the flag captain Brody knew this kid.

So Gorm, accompanied by Brody himself and carrying a pack of extremely critical paper documents, confronted the king in the Ostara palace. At the same time, there was also an old man who was the retired veteran from the Second Banner Squad and the current explorer Hafen.

They were all old Ross tribes, Rurik's own family, and it was only natural to be polite to them. But Rurik gave them a higher courtesy, just because they brought miraculous expedition information, and after listening to the brief introduction by the guards, Rurik couldn't be calm at all.

"If it's true, wouldn't we have discovered a brand new and faster line of communication? Wouldn't my eastern expansion occupy faster!"

Soon, Gorm and Haffin sat in front of Rurik.

Although it was embarrassing to meet the king with a slovenly appearance, Rurik did not feel uncomfortable at all.

After some pleasantries, Rurik went straight to the point. He pointed to the sackcloth beside Gorm: "You want to prove that you really came from the unnamed river in the east. Is the bag really evidence?"

Gorm bowed slightly. He was unavoidably nervous when he saw the king. Fortunately, the king treated him like a big brother treats a younger brother.

"Yes. I fulfilled your request. I used my eyes to see as much as possible, and I used my hands to record as much as possible. I dare not falsify at all."

"Very good." Rurik nodded: "Submit the documents."

"As ordered."

The thick paper fell at Rurik's feet. He picked it up and scanned it with his eyes, and then gradually read it carefully, with his brows furrowed.

The more Rurik watched, the more excited he became, because Gorm did produce a very solid "Voyage Log", and he also drew some charcoal sketches, and these drawings were specially marked with some brief introductions.

The scene was very quiet for a while, with Gorm's chest held high, he was sure that his work would satisfy the king, while Haffin seemed to be left aside, staring blankly, wondering, and sitting more and more restless and bored.

Rurik looked at it for a while, then put down the last page with slightly trembling hands.

"Great job. The only downside is that the writing is a bit sloppy."

At this moment, Gorm is convinced that he has Wang's approval: "I will continue to work hard to correct this deficiency."

"You will do better, and the king will reward you with a pound of silver immediately."

Sitting Gorm hurriedly got up and bowed in a half-kneeling posture: "Oh! Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Excuse me, you deserve it. And... You are the recorder of this voyage and expedition. You have made great achievements but are not the greatest hero." Rurik looked at Haffin who is the real hero.

"Uncle Hafen." Rurik spoke very kindly, "You are the real hero."

"That's natural." After the **** embarrassment was finally over, Halfen sat cross-legged and relaxed, subconsciously kicking off his boots, expecting to get a sum of money. "I have participated in all the big battles, and now I am old, not too old to do anything."

"You're doing well! I'll give you two pounds of silver right away. I think..." Rurik's eyes became sharp. "I think we've found a new route."

The two-pound silver coins are really more, and Hafen continued enthusiastically: "I think so too. I set off from Mstisk with my fellows. I planned to search for the Volga River channel you mentioned, but we ended up struggling to enter Weiwei through Lake Valdai. Liye Lake, which ends up drifting here from the magical estuary. You don't know it! My boat was almost destroyed in the rocks, and it seems that the gods blessed it."

The old man was very relaxed and easy-going, and he didn't care about Rurik at all, after all, the two were distant relatives in the same tribe.

Rurik continued: "Gorm's records are very solid, so that we can go up the river and return to the Villiers. Even! Go to Lake Valdai to surprise the brothers who explored there."

Hafen cheered himself up: "Are you going to disturb the Great Eastern Lake?"

"Just a thought."

"I advise you to think carefully about one. You are the king now, so be cautious about adventures. I almost had an accident, but I don't like to ask you to take risks."

"Forget it." Rurik shook his head: "This king has been to the sea at the end of the world in the north, and I have nothing to fear. Besides, since I know the reason for the risk, just pay attention to avoiding it when the time comes. This king will go sooner or later. See, it is very necessary, and perhaps we can still use this waterway, and the winding Musta River is not as good as this new Haven River."

Indeed, Rurik was already calling the newly discovered channel by the name of Haffin.

He wanted to take a look, and it was just a whim at first, but after thinking about it for a while, he felt that it was extremely necessary to go to investigate immediately, and he wanted to take Beya Hill with him, just for that promise.

The spelling of hjaveon is easily reduced to yavon, and finally read as "Yavon" consisting of only two simple syllables.

The news of the explorers spread like wildfire and spread throughout the small city of Ostara at a very fast speed. The main channel of the Vati River is explored towards the south, and there is no urgent desire to explore the large number of tributaries.

In essence, it comes from the fact that the Principality of Ostara has too few hungry people. Most of the newly joined people are Slavic farmers, and their enthusiasm for farming and farming is far greater than that of exploration.

When the name of the new river began to be circulated, the fishermen of old Ross, the old Ostara, the Gran, these people of Swedish origin could correctly read the new river named after the old man Hafen.

The Slavs with the highest proportion of the local population are simply called the Yavin River.

Rurik's initial guess was extremely correct. The Lovati River-Pola River-Yavin River waterway is connected to the city. Although the upstream is hindered by the fact that "climbing the Valdai Heights", the rapid turbulence of the river is harmful to navigation, but it is not a big problem in essence.

Rurik is very optimistic, and even has a lot of fantasies.

He was not in a hurry to go to Great Luki, Vitebsk or even Polotsk in the south to see Carlota's expansion results. This year there is no national war in Ross, and the domestic political affairs have also been settled. Rurik has quite a lot Plenty of time to go on an armed cruise yourself.

You can go on a cruise anywhere, and you can even go all the way west to Lake Chud directly. It is said that you don't have to wait for the reply from the local envoy, and you have to take the cavalry to share with the local chief who is said to be a Danish named Gore. Xiang Shengju.

Perhaps considering the basic diplomatic etiquette, it is better to let the emissaries who returned in the spring report the news in person. vigilance.

As for exploring the endless uninhabited land in the west, forests and lakes are another matter. Now, the entire huge highland centered on Lake Valdai is precisely because it is an important geographical height and a de facto water tower in this area. It became the area directly ruled by the king that Rurik must immediately occupy. It has an important strategic position. It is the back garden of Novgorod, and it is also an optional immigration point to carry the expanding population.

So, in this palace, Rurik specially held a meeting.

Bella Hill and Brody joined the meeting, because their participation in the future operation is indispensable.

At the beginning, Rurik briefly explained his proposition, and the key points pointed directly to the Volga River, which no one has seen and only he has been emphasizing.

"The many great lakes in the east are connected in nature, and there are often small streams connecting each other. Even if there is no stream, you can walk from one lake to another after a short journey.

The ultimate goal of this king is still to find the correct upper waterway of the Volga River. Don't think this is impossible, that river really exists.

Do not doubt that the great lakes are indeed connected by waterways, whether large or small. It has now been proven that the Haven River directly connects Lake Villiers with Lake Inlmen, even if part of the waterway is very rapid.

The king intends to personally lead a team to conduct on-site exploration, and even plans to build some new settlements. We have a reason to use this waterway in the future! "

Rurik's attitude was very firm, and he looked at everyone with resolute eyes, as if he was going to organize his team and launch a personal expedition tomorrow.

He looked at Beja Hill in particular, and reiterated the agreement made a few days ago: "You can't stay in Ostara for a long time. Since you mentioned a title and a fief, now you have an opportunity Everything in front of me seems to be arranged by God."

Bejacier knew what he meant. It seemed that the Hafen River area due east was not a particularly good place. Since he had made the conditions and declared compliance, Rurik had no complaints if he wanted to.

She gritted her teeth: "I will also go to the east to see, choose a good place, and I will build a city there in the future."

Rurik nodded, and then had to discuss some very practical matters.

"There are some rapids and shoals on the river, and there are a large number of stones that are extremely rare in the local area. Do we have to use clay to build houses, and the stones we use must be transported from northern quarries? If we can remove all the stones in the riverbed, it will not only dredge the river. The waterway is good for shipping, and the problem of insufficient stone materials can be greatly solved. What do you think?"

He asked everyone, what else can everyone present say? Of course it is to support the king, and there is no doubt about this.

If there is any doubt, it is also how to move the stones from the bottom of the river at that time. That's not a problem, the Ross people have a lot of means, as long as there are enough stones in the local area, they can transport them away under the trend of interests and actual needs.

Based on this question, everyone thinks deeply, and a new possibility comes to mind.

The area around Lake Inlmen is seriously lacking or completely free of stone materials. The stones in the Haven River cannot appear out of thin air. Washed over shallow rocks.

The records mentioned a dangerous area labeled "damen", precisely because there were so many rocks in this section of the river that the keel of the only long boat was at risk of breaking.

"I need to go to that damen to have a good look. If possible, I will empty out the rocks in the river in a short time! I will also send people to the vicinity to do some research. If I can find a lot of rocks, I will build a mine on the spot. In this way... Rurik looked at Bejasir enthusiastically, "You can even build a city in Damen, maybe you can provide the kingdom with a steady stream of food in the future."

Obviously wanting to find a piece of forest and grassland along the river to continue to live a life that focuses on grazing. After all, Beya Hill was born in the prairie, and he didn't expect his man to have a soft spot for stones.

She had no choice~www.mtlnovel.com~ and had to show a smile that she would obey.

"That's it! We only need to visit the Damen area with a lot of rocks, and then follow the river and finally enter Lake Villiers. The king will advance with a small amount of cavalry, and you, I will organize a small fleet, The remaining cavalry brothers will row and march..."

Rurik had indeed read the documents carefully, and he was convinced of Gorm's records, and based on this first-hand information he learned that the rivers in the eastern region were too dense. Even if it is advancing along the main channel of the Haven River, at least halfway through the wide Pola River. Continue to advance all the way, although the horses can forcefully pass through some small river shoals, if there is no shoal that can be directly crossed, traditional long boats will still be needed to carry the horses across the river.

Besides, in the damen area, there are dangerous rocks and rapids, and it is difficult to pass through this terrible river by paddling alone. At that time, soldiers can become trackers, and war horses can also be used as traction force.

So the small cavalry team and the small boat fleet cooperated with each other, and Rurik thought optimistically: "In this way, we can reach Lake Villiers smoothly, and I will also ride horses to enjoy the characteristics of the Great Lake. In the end, the king went directly north and entered Valdeskoye!" This king will use this method to see the most eastern city."