Among the entire Swedish army, only the Mlaren army, desperately seeking for money, wrapped up the servant army and rushed towards the residences of the rich Danish businessmen like a mudslide.

How can the wooden wall be able to withstand the Mellaren army with sufficient siege experience? The big wooden slammed open the wooden door again, and a large number of soldiers who rushed in were grouped with the private army of the wealthy businessman. The Mellaren people, who possessed absolute superiority in military strength, defeated the scattered wealthy merchants individually, and they took possession of all the merchants at a very small price.

As a result, only a fat pig-like businessman was kicked out of the mansion by the arrogant Karl. In that wooden house, it was the businessman's dead wife.

Carl is ruthless, and his sword is dripping blood. The merchant was kicked into the courtyard, and there was a loud bang and laughter from the invaders.

Soon, under the **** of more than a dozen soldiers in black, Olekin entered the mansion through the smashed door.

"Carl, you are here. Don't play with your captives. Useless people will kill them immediately."

"But, this person hasn't told me the location of the silver coin." As he said, Karl's sword was already against the businessman's neck.

Olekin got a little bit of character, and he approached Karl: "Didn't you find any silver vaults?" No matter what, he kicked the merchant begging for mercy directly.

"Tell me where is your silver coin?"

"It's all... all buried underground. Please, spare my life."

"Spare?" Ollie pulled out his dagger, knelt down in front of the prone businessman, hooked his head and fiddled with his own dagger: "It depends on your cooperation. Listen, Danish, I want more wealth. "

"Silver coins, gold coins, I will give you all... mine are all yours... all my silver coins are in the soil under my bedroom."

"Really? Is there no more?"

Olekin always felt that this kind of person would be hidden and tucked away, as merchants always did.

The surviving businessman hurriedly said in a panic: "I know a place, continue to the south, the nearest settlement, Silver Fort! There are all silver coins, you can get silver coins by hitting them."

"Silver Fort?" Olekin knows very little about this term, but the merchants have been emphasizing that all merchants in Kalmar must sell their fish to the Silver Fort in the south, where a lot of wealth has been gathered. .

It was the first time he heard such a term, but the Saxons who wanted to serve were also very familiar with the situation south of Kalmar. The reason why the Silver Fort is called Silver Fort is that it must be full of silver coins.

Olekin had a bigger thought, and then took the dagger and stood up.

At this moment, the businessman raised his head and begged: "People in the north, please don't kill me, I'm still useful."

Olekin didn't say anything. He turned around. When Karl raised his sword and fell, he said: "Karl, dig out all the silver coins to take care of them. Then tell my brothers to find food. I think we need to take that. The Silver Fort was destroyed to gain greater wealth."

If there is a chance to make a huge wealth in front of him, even if he is faced with many difficulties, it is difficult for him to give up. These difficulties must be able to stick to the past by clenching his teeth, because the opportunity to obtain wealth is always fleeting.

The so-called Silver Fort is Fort Silworth. The local businessmen have indeed hoarded considerable wealth. As for the name "Silver Fort", it is more to describe the abundance of this place.

The Silver Fort is still too far away, let's see how much benefit the army can get in Kalmar!

The Mellaren army became the most terrifying pirates. After landing, they broke into the homes of the rich. They murdered people and took the wives and daughters of the wealthy merchants to enjoy them. The rest were basically killed directly.

A large number of farmers and fishermen in Mellaren received the acquiescence of the king. Except for gold, silver and jewelry, they have no right to selfishly own. The rest of the wealth is largely based on their ability.

The soldiers went through a long voyage and a series of wars in order to plunder Kalmar, the target of the plan. The farmers hoped that this battle would make themselves wealthy, and they were almost crushed by the pressure. , Also needs a violent catharsis.

Just as the locust gnawed away the tree, the remaining branches were meaningless.

After evacuating the wealth of the wealthy businessman, the Mellaren fighters immediately set fire indiscriminately in the sunset.

In the blood-red sunset, Kalmar was lit up with smoke everywhere, and the red flames were raging.

Under the thick smoke and fire, there were laughter from the soldiers and the wailing of the woman who was dragged away by her hair.

The chaotic road is full of Kalmar corpses, and of course there are also the corpses of Mellaren who died in the counterattack. In this situation, or the Kalma people may be more envious of those who died, at least those people no longer have to suffer...

Carl took a group of capable men into pit digging experts. They found four buried boxes under the beheaded merchant's bedroom. The axe smashed the bronze lock and saw that they were filled with shiny silver coins, even Also mixed with gold coins. In the merchant's house, a lot of worthless copper coins were also found.

Everything is just the beginning. If these merchants are used to burying their money underground in their bedrooms and sweeping away all the mansions of the rich, the Mellaren people will be able to get the most treasures!

Carl did exactly this, just as the sun was about to fall, more and more boxes were moved to the lively beach.

"A group of crazy people, are you rare women like this?" Carl ignored the actions of his allies. He didn't know where the soldiers of the allies got the women. They were all conquered Kalmars. They didn't have much beauty. But it was ravaged by allies and fighters.

Seeing the weird face of the soldier in black who was carrying the box, Carl hurriedly scolded a few times; "You are also moved by such a woman? Then I will bring a few sheep, don't you be more moved?"

The soldiers roared with laughter, but their behavior of lining up to carry boxes was also seen by many friendly troops. Anyone who saw this scene suddenly slapped their faces and blamed themselves for being confused. Everyone was busy grabbing food and capturing prisoners. Everyone chased them into the woods. These prisoners were caught. The women and children who were hiding were also wiped out. They gave up the opportunity to find gold and silver.

The normal battle begins with a magical attack and ends with the collapse of the Kalmar.

The Swedish army was supposed to be very tired. They paid a very small amount of people to complete the conquest of the entire Kalmar settlement, and only a few locals escaped.

The successful fugitives just avoid being killed that day. They are faced with a purely original Nordic forest. Next, they will fight beasts and hunger.

Origen set up his tent on the coast and ordered all the soldiers to camp near the coast. The house with the Kalmar people can't live, so why set up tents everywhere?

Look at the current situation, the Kalmar residential area, the fire is really getting more and more prosperous, and the burnt breath is desperate.

He also planned to make the army directly rob the enemy's house, but unexpectedly the arson he had tacitly approved would eventually lead to catastrophe.

The fire is out of control. The densely-arranged wooden longhouses of Kalmar, even if they are reinforced by soil (but the smoke is even more choking), the flames intensified by the southwest wind are constantly devouring, scaring people searching for food, urgent Transfer the found dried fish to the shore.

The fire scorched the soldiers into sweat. As night fell, Kalmar was burning like a purgatory, the dying and severely wounded were engulfed by the flames, and the dead were destined to be burned directly to ashes. Objectively speaking, it has also become a very significant beacon, making all ships within 30 nautical miles aware of something serious in Kalmar!

Inside Olegin's big tent, the flames not far away illuminated the linen curtain. Oleg stood in the tent and could clearly see his son's face.

As many as twenty heavy wooden boxes were placed in front of Origen: "This is the treasure I found, a lot of silver coins."

"Ah?! It's all silver coins?!" Olekin was joyously surprised.

"very many"

"Huh? You don't seem to be very happy?"

Carl still grimace, complaining: "Who set the fire? Those businessmen are pampered. I thought about living in a comfortable house tonight, but now it's all over! Even the fishermen's shack is burning, and many of them are too late to take away. The cattle and sheep were smoked to death and burned to death."

"It doesn't matter." Olekin smiled and shrugged, and said casually: "I have a new plan. I don't care if this Kalmar burns up. Karl, how many silver coins are in these boxes?"

"Each box may contain a hundred pounds of silver coins, but there are gold coins and jewels in it."

"Then it's not just a hundred pounds! Ah, we are rich." Olekin knelt down with a trembling body, opened a box casually, looked at it suddenly, and immediately dumbfounded: "Huh? All these things are copper coins!"

"Yeah, I didn't say it was entirely silver coins."

"How many silver coins are there?" Olekin asked sideways.

"Probably a thousand pounds."

"Oh, that's also a profit." Olekin sighed, "I also sent people to get a lot of dried fish, which is a lot of dried pickled herring. For the time being, our food problem has been greatly eased. Brothers caught it. A group of prisoners, Carl, what do you think... how should I deal with them?"

The tired Karl sat down at will, "Those running enemies? They are cowards, of course they want to kill."

"Forget it, I plan to use them. Let them fight for us, make them slaves to farm for our family, that is the most correct. I decided to spare their lives, just like treating those Saxons."

"Well, whatever you like."

Carl put on a look of indifference, and just lay down on the ground at the moment.

"Are you tired?"

"Yes. I just want to have a good rest. Tomorrow, I think we have to leave this ghost place."

"You are going to leave just now? Fortunately, you can figure it out." He said that Olekin walked directly over and kicked his son a few times: "Boy, get me up. Soon all the leaders will gather here, I want to give They announced the latest order."

Carl's worthy son of Olekin, he stood up quickly and cautiously asked: "Dad, your plan?"

"I want to continue fighting to take the mountain of silver coins in the south?"

"That silver castle again?" Carl rubbed his head vigorously. "Although I am a little tired, if I can get more wealth, I want to go. Those allies..."

Olekin smiled: "Perhaps they are not willing, I want to convince them. With these wealth, I should fulfill my promise and give them a batch of silver coins."

"Huh?" Carl was taken aback. "This is what we people from Mellaren grabbed. I took it to dig it out personally. Why should I give it to them."

"Give them some, it's the king's duty. Just like you can't expect mercenaries to work for you without money."

"Whatever you want..." Karl didn't want to say more, so he walked out of the tent, hoping to find a few beautiful women from the captives to enjoy tonight.

Kalmar once assembled nearly two thousand fighters, and they all fell apart in an afternoon of fighting.

More than a thousand people were killed in battle or while fleeing, and the number of captured soldiers controlled by various tribes was only 600.

Of course, they almost arrested the women and children who had fled, and the camps of the various tribes were full of wailing and frantic laughter from the men. The joy after the victory of the army was performed in public on the beach, and the Ross people who made trouble near the shore always felt that they were provoking everyone.

Seeing the disdainful faces of the soldiers in the sunset, Rurik said helplessly: "You want the spoils! But not now! According to the contract, we can't grab it in this battle."

No one raised objections to the contract in public, but everyone's expressions explained everything.

"Let me emphasize again, we will land and repair, and don't grab the spoils with them. Everyone gathers arrows as much as possible, and then returns to our camp. If there is an accident, I will punish it!"

Obviously, for the victory, the Russian army didn't seem to get any spoils. The soldiers complained, and Rurik himself felt uncomfortable.

However, the participation of the Ross people in this battle has a strong political significance!

War is the continuation of politics, and the tone that the Rus people should show throughout the war is "generous people." Perhaps Rurik shouldn't be so "generous", because the Rus have been on the fringe of the alliance system for a long time, and for the time being, the Rus are very dependent on the deal with the alliance that is upgraded to the kingdom. At the very least, it is necessary to give the other allies in the alliance a gesture of "Russ are very generous."

But persuading the soldiers to suppress their restless hearts is really wishful thinking. The Ross people also need to vent their depressed emotions through violence, so the Ross people should choose an enemy on their own, instead of being a follower of the Swedish army.

The Rus built their own camp near the coast, and Rurik ordered the obedient mercenaries to pick up arrows and asked them not to talk to their allies. Soon, a batch of arrows that were still in good condition were pulled from the enemy's corpses, and those that were unusable were abandoned on the scene long ago.

Not many arrows have been recovered. The reason is that the arrows have broken and become unusable.

The Ross fighters fetched water from nearby streams to replenish the ship's fresh water reserves. They are also responsible for setting up tents, and the camps near the coast of the Rus have risen quickly like their allies, and the burning Kalmar fire has given everyone ample lighting.

The Ross army, who had finally been free, gathered around the bonfire to talk about the battle that had just happened.

Everyone was talking and laughing while gnawing on the dried fish, all of which came from a large amount of conclusive information provided by the mercenaries who gathered the arrows.

Some enemies were pierced by arrows in their throats, some hit their hearts, some were smashed into their heads by clay pellets, and some were inlaid with a pellet in their eye sockets...

The horrible death of the enemy became the most exciting talk for the Ross people. Most of the arrows were fired by the fighters from Elronburg. When they knew their horrible archery effect, they also laughed.

The Corvins of these gray squirrel tribes all know that they have indeed made military exploits for the Rus people. In exchange, this year's tribute Rurik will also be erased in accordance with the contract.

After the war is here, perhaps this year's war should come to an end.

Rurik, who was eating the fish, figured that this fellow Olegin would end here.

He did not hesitate to inform Otto of his speculation: "Dad, I think the war is over. You see, Kalmar will soon be turned into rubble. The soldiers will immediately evacuate after plundering, and we must also follow. ."

"Alright." Otto couldn't help yawning: "It seems that Olegin has grabbed a lot of treasures. Don't wait for the autumn harvest. We will now ask him for all 800 pounds of silver coins, and then bring the silver coins to buy wheat. Row."

Rurik nodded: "If he gives the best money, it will be very warm this year, and the wheat is destined to have a good harvest. By then, the price of grain in Mellaren will be very cheap, and we can buy more grain with 800 pounds of silver coins."

"Okay, you hurry up and eat, and I will ask for it personally when you're done."

While the Ross people were camping and eating together, a small group of people came over with ten sheep, and the alert Ross people stood up one after another.

After a while, Mellaren's messenger is still the familiar Bernardic.

"It's you, you are still healthy after the battle." Otto casually said politely.

"That's all the merits of the Great Chief Arrow. Great Chief, this is the sheep my master gave you. Let me treat you with a small gift."

"Boy gift?" Otto didn't resist Benardic. Since the gift was given by Oleg, he said, "Just these ten sheep? Is Oleg humiliating us?"

"No! No!" Bernardick explained hurriedly. "The king said that he will not forget the contract. These ten sheep are only his personal gratitude."

Rurik listened to the sheep's bleating, and brought Carlotta hurriedly over: "Does Olegin let us eat lamb?"

"It's you, my little master." Bernardick hurriedly held his heart and bowed his head.

"The king has other arrangements. It must be another meeting?"

"Yes. He asked the two of the Ross people... two distinguished people to go. And the female chief of Ostara, you go together. All the chiefs gather together. The king intends to announce a new order?"

"Oh?" Rurik narrowed his eyes. "Can you tell me something?"

Bernardic ventured north to Roseburg to pass the news during the frozen period. After nine deaths, he received a high degree of courtesy at the core of the Ross people. He couldn't let go of this kindness~www.mtlnovel.com~ so he told what he knew and explained.

So far, Rurik and Otto were surprised to learn that Olekin was still not satisfied with a large amount of wealth, and the war would continue?

"What a greedy guy, I have to admit that this skinny guy is very courageous." Otto couldn't help admiring.

Rurik gave his father a roll of eyes: "Is it courage or recklessness, Dad, can you forget my map? Continue to the south is the traditional territory of the Danes. If you go wild in their treasure land, the army really has to consider peace In a decisive battle in Denmark, either the Danes will be annihilated or the Swedish army will be annihilated.

"But the Danes will lose, won't they?" Otto said deliberately.

"Hey!" Rurik patted his smiling face vigorously, and said with anger: "If Olegin really decides like this, I will announce my withdrawal. He thinks he can win, so let him fight with his people. , We will not bury them. At the meeting, I will definitely explain this."

Otto didn't say anything. He covered his son's thin shoulders with his big hands, patted it a few times, and said to Bernardick: I'll take the sheep. Let's go now. I want to see Otto. What did Lekin want to do on a whim."