The sandy ground at the entrance of Gould's mansion was already full of people. Those gray squirrel tribesmen who had to migrate again, under the leadership of the leader Mechasta, brought all kinds of softness accumulated over the past two months. Tie up with twine and hang it on your shoulders, or put it at your feet.

They, after all, are Corvin people. When Rurik saw them assembled again, he could see the "kwen" in their hands at first glance, which is the origin of their name. One was installed under the spearhead with a wooden A short spear with a small hook that acts as a marching stick. It's just that this short spear has been completely changed. Its spear head is quenched wrought iron, which has become an extremely sharp and strong existence.

Mezzasta had already brought the tribe, but the guy's eyes had been fixed on the Ross ship.

On the side of the four trestle bridges of the wharf, four large cargo ships are **** by cables. They are the largest ships currently owned by the Russ. The solid size really shocked the Kewens. There is also a batch of traditional long boats with low sides. As there is no bow with embossed horror monsters, it proves that its essence is a large fishing boat.

This time, the number of people going to the north will add up to 500 people.

Do not! This is not only the case. Because of the success of the "North Hunting Operation", Chief Otto announced the results of the exploration to the entire tribe. The so-called depths of the inaccessible bay for many years, the hydrological conditions there have been explored, and it is finally confirmed that the fishermen can move forward freely. Discover the local fishery resources.

Since the chieftain said this, the fishermen must of course respond. The most critical reason is the lack of development in the northern waters. Everyone believes that fishing boats that arrive more quickly will be able to catch a lot of fish.

Now, Rurik is here.

Mezzasta led the crowd to kneel on one knee in a humble posture, and one after another stubbornly revealed the stubbornness that they had fought desperately, and met his noble, benevolent and contractual master Rurik with this courtesy.

Rurik showed up at the bustling pier with his young soldiers, and the Corvins who were waiting to board the ship glanced at this place.

Metzasta came up cautiously, covering his heart with his right hand, and bowing slightly: "Master, you are finally here."

Rurik took a closer look at the man's expression, and then at the Corvins.

"You are all very worried about this voyage?"

"This..." Mezzasta hesitated: "It's true that we...we have never taken a boat bigger than a canoe."

"you guys"

Rurik thought it was very absurd, and then he thought about it, this person's words should not be nonsense.

He continued to ask: "Are all of your people ready? All the luggage?"

In fact, if there is more time, Mezzasta wants to bring more things. For example, advance some wood parts in advance so that you can quickly build a house after landing.

"We are all ready, such as some food. We also dismantled all the tents and the supporting wooden frames. When we arrived at the destination, we could quickly set up the shed, and no one would catch the cold."

The so-called tent is an airtight shed made up of leather, linen and wooden strips. It can only be used as a camping tool.

"We still have to build the wooden house as soon as possible." Rurik sighed slightly, "Don't worry, I brought some people this time, and they will help you build the house."

"Oh, that's great."

Mezzasta didn't have much enthusiasm for the future, he only hoped that his wandering tribe could really settle down.

Rurik looked at the crowd again, and talked with Gould's two sons again.

Then, he found Lumia who had built the altar and ordered the sacrifice to begin.

The whistling of the warm south wind cannot conceal the beat of the leather drum. What is very interesting is that the shaman of the Grey Squirrel tribe always dressed up as a bird of prey, that is, an owl, beating the leather drum in front of the small stone altar doing strange things. dance.

While the priest Lumia took the girl Lumi from the Salmon Lord tribe, the two of them were doing the ritual of the Rose's priest to the sea.

It can be said that this sacrifice is really a kind of mixture, lacking seriousness, but having some fun.

The gray squirrel tribe worships owls. The reason is that owls are good at catching squirrels. The female shaman hopes to bring the power of owls to the tribe again, so that the tribe's life in a new place can quickly return to normal, and it can quickly restore the squirrel-catching capital. Pick it up.

Lumia's job is very simple. She is praying for the peace of the sea and peace for the fleet going north.

Because of this mixed ritual, the Ross people let go of their tension. All the gray squirrel tribesmen, they are willing to believe that they will not encounter disaster for the first time in their lives.

The Corvin people are in awe of the sea. They marvel at the vastness of the sea. There are Varangas who are afraid of crossing the sea.

Now, there is nothing to be afraid of.

The boarding planks were erected, and because they were **** by very thick twine, the stocky large cargo ship was only slightly churning around the trestle bridge.

Compared with other ships, cargo ships are the most stable, but their speed is not very fast at any time.

The cargo ship has a huge load capacity, and the ultimate load of the Gould's large cargo ship can reach five tons. It couldn't be easier to squeeze fifty people of all ages on a single ship.

Either nervous, excited, or thinking about nothing, the tribal people started to board the boat with their own softness, and then found a corner to sit down quietly.

Because the Grey Squirrel tribe has many children and weaker women, the cargo ship can squeeze them in three days, and by the way, it can also pile up some softness. It is this kind of cargo ship that finally looks like a "smuggling ferry". .

Rurik's mercenaries, little men, blacksmiths and little blacksmiths, as well as the one hundred Ross warriors, they boarded the scheduled long ship one after another.

It takes a process to appear on the stage, and Rurik decides that he will be pestle on the pier at the pier before the last person gets on the boat.

More and more tribal personnel gathered on the coast, they are here to see off the new fleet.

After all, his son will lead his troops on an expedition, and he will complete this feat when he is only eight years old.

How much Niya hopes that his son can grow up quickly and become a brave warrior and a wise man.

The son is going to expedition, although all the instructions that should have been said, the son is still standing on the trestle bridge, she escaped from the cheering people, hurried up to the trestle bridge, hugged Rurik in her arms, and kissed fiercely Click on the son's forehead.

Rurik knew the woman's reluctance.

"Mom, don't worry about us."

"Yes! I'm not worried."

"You are still worried." Rurik felt that his hair had become moist, which was exactly the tears of his mother.

Niya's wrinkled and old face was soaked with tears. In this scene, Rurik felt that she was worried that she was going to the battlefield, and it was a horrible thing. Or is it because Otto is not here, Otto is not the commander of the action, and she feels that this trip is full of danger?

"Let's stop here." Rurik said solemnly, gently pushing his mother with his hands.

Niya obviously noticed the change, she hurriedly let go of her hand, and looked at her resolute son in surprise.

She sighed softly: "I have said everything that should be said." Then, she suddenly raised her head and shouted with a crying solemn: "Kawei! Take care of your brother. Carlotta, Ella, take care of it. Your man. All Roths, you must obey your war leader. All Corvins must obey your master!"

Niya is the wife of the chief leader, and her words are at least significant among all tribal women. For this reason, the Ross fighters who obeyed Rurik took Niya's orders as Otto's destiny.

Of course they will follow any decision of Rurik, not only because Rurik is the commander, but also because of this little commander, he has always been generous in terms of remuneration! For this reason, Rurik promised everyone that he would give ten silver coins every month during the action period!

(Due to the inflation caused by the influx of huge amounts of silver coins, the commission price of the employment within the tribe is high and the price of the fishermen's catch, and the commission has also passively increased a lot.)

Finally, Rurik became the last person stranded on the shore.

He pushed Niya away and smiled and said, "Don't worry about anything. The destination is less than two days' voyage from our Roseburg. When we go there, we still need a steady stream of supplies from the tribe. Mom, when I am It's done well, but I want to invite you to take a look. Oh, yes, and dad on the return trip, you all have to go and see my masterpiece."

Niya finally smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, I will."

Rurik jumped on the plank, then grabbed Kawei's powerful arm and boarded the boat.

According to tradition, the ship that Rurik is on is the flagship, but this long ship has no ornate bow wood carvings, which is too ordinary.

"Damn it, this boat is not worthy of my identity!"

Rurik whispered secretly, and the ship, assisted by the wind, began to leave the port.

He looked at the people on the shore waving his hands, especially at his mother who was shaking hands with tears, and subconsciously drew out his short sword. The sun shone on the dagger, reflecting a strong flash, and his flagship also walked at the forefront of the entire team. All ships followed the flagship, followed Rurik and his sword, leaving the fjord one after another.

"Finally the great expedition has begun." Rurik sighed.

Not far away from him, Kawei asked, "Are you sure? We really don't use oars, we only rely on wind?"

"Couldn't it work?"

"This... I'm just a little bit wrong."

Rurik shrugged, he stood up and pointed his little finger at the four sturdy cargo ships with larger sails behind him: "What do you think of them?"

"Cargo ship, what's wrong?"

"They don't have oars." Rurik said excitedly.

Kawei didn't care: "The cargo ship also has oars. Otherwise, what should I do when there is no wind?"

"That's not mainly oars. In my opinion, we don't need oars. We rely on the wind."

Suddenly, Kawei gave Liurik a random rhetoric that was not a whim. He should be serious.

"You really decided so?"

"Otherwise?" Rurik sighed, "I think I should own my own ship. He shouldn't be our traditional leading warship, but should be like those cargo ships, large and solid. We can even make cargo ships change. Bigger, then more goods can be transported."

"Did you really make this decision?" Kawei asked cautiously.

"Yes. But it's not now. Just wait and see. One day, I will have a bigger ship." After that, Rlik sat down excitedly, his heart beating, just because I decided to start building the ship.

To be honest, Rurik didn't have much praise for the tribe's dragon-head warships.

It has no deck, the keel is an oak, the mast has only one side, and the main propulsion is all personnel rowing.

The biggest problem with the rowing boat is that its purely human propulsion method limits its development prospects. Because in order to push larger ships forward, the oars must be equipped with more oarsmen. In this regard, the ancient Romans did their best. Those large so-called warships required hundreds of slaves to sit neatly on the bottom of the ship, all of them paddling at the same rhythm.

Its upper layer is a large number of Roman infantry. The naval battle is actually three methods: all kinds of torsion slingshot shooting, bow collision, and soldiers jumping to help fight.

The victory of a naval battle is often determined by the victory of the jumping gang. The naval battle is more like a continuation of the land battle.

Similar tactics can be formed naturally. In addition to the lack of "black technology" such as the torsion slingshot, collisions and gang jumps are common routines for the Russ warship. Although there is no torsion slingshot, Rurik feels that his steel-armed crossbow is already helping the Arik fleet sailing down the sea.

Besides, Rurik doesn't think the torsion slingshot is a very cost-effective weapon.

The era of paddle boats is coming to an end, and the future should be the world of large cargo ships!

It is running slowly now, but its belly is full of things! However, with the development of the mine, the tribe definitely needs a lot of professional cargo ships.

If the speed is slow, then increase the mast, increase the sail area, improve the ship structure and install a bulbous bow. Make it bigger, equipped with more sails, and worry about running slowly?

As soon as this idea came up, Rurik suddenly realized!

"Wait! If I really do this, wouldn't it...I want to build a Caravel ship? If I succeed, that would be a good thing."

In fact, the large cargo ships of the Vikings were the root of the main ships of the following countries.

A cargo ship is called a Cork ship if it installs a deck and a poop. The Cork ship is equipped with a Near-Eastern inclined sail that is the Caravel ship. The Caravel ship is bigger, and each mast is equipped with multi-faceted sails, which is the Caraque ship. Then came the Galen galleon that reached its peak, and then Galen ship with iron keel.

When steam boilers and huge paddle wheels were installed on the ship, everything changed.

Those large cargo ships that carried a large number of scientific people, they were the pioneers of the maritime age!

Compared with the other ships of the Ross people, cargo ships are definitely the most stable, but the sea waves still have ~www.mtlnovel.com~ The slightly strong south wind pushes the ships forward quickly, and the ships are up and down with the waves.

However, even with this ups and downs, those who sailed on the sea for the first time were very excited. The excitement and hesitation were all past tense. Now, many people simply lie on the side of the boat, because of the bad seasickness, they are eating in the morning. The half-digested things that had passed, vomited into the sea to feed the fish.

Rurik saw their terrible situation, but he had adapted to sailing, and now he had ignored this bump. He can no longer feel the pain of seasickness.

But for the brothers and sisters Telavis and Sepolava sitting on the flagship, sailing became a torment. They seem to think that it is the right choice for the Corvins to avoid the sea, and that if they set foot on the sea rashly, they will be warned by the sea god.

Perhaps, the sea only protects the Varangans who can surrender.

At least Sepolawa can still have the Carlotta sisters to help take care of. Telavis can only continue to sit groggy after vomiting, looking forward to landing earlier.

On this road, the Ross people's fleet mainly relies on sails, and it stands to reason that they can obviously use oars. The large oars have been stowed away, and the light long ships have to accommodate the cargo ships carrying a large number of people and materials.