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No matter how big the ship is facing the vast sea, it will eventually become a small existence floating. This is the case for the Aphrodite, so that the fisherman who saw her from a distance could not judge her exact size at first, just because of the beauty. The strange spinnaker stopped and watched.

Last year, the crisis of war swept across the long and narrow Kalmar Strait, and all settlements here were hit by the Swedish coalition forces.

Many settlers lost their lives, and many more fled inland.

A lot of strange news about the invaders of the Sve Aran Alliance went viral in this area, but the momentum of the invaders was finally stifled in Silver Castle.

Among the many pieces of news, the information about the invader's possession of a giant ship attracted the most attention, especially the Saxons of Borgholm, who once again surrendered to the power of Denmark, provided more detailed information. Strangely, the exact news about the big ship still seems to be hidden behind the truth.

Aphrora, she didn't really reveal her true identity.

What does the enemy think? Rurik couldn't take care of that much.

He clearly saw that his big ship had entered a special area, which was a wide waterway between two lands. The land on the east is not a real continent, it is the slender island of land like a cucumber, and on the west is the southern main part of Scandinavia.

The big ship entered the waters, and the relaxed people, amidst Rurik's commands, were full of energy.

A sailor garrisoned on the top of the mast saw the distant target. He grabbed a cable and quickly descended to the deck in less than ten seconds. Barefoot, he broke into the captain's room at the bow.

"Is there an enemy?" Rurik suddenly jumped from the comfortable leather bed.

"My lord! It's a fishing boat, just ahead! Two fishing boats."

"Excellent." Rurik nodded and asked the Biyuni brothers who were regaining their sleep: "It was a lucky morning. The target appeared as soon as we entered this sea area. Get up, let's kill them."

"Fight!" Biyuni clenched his fists and suddenly jumped up, and directly grabbed his sleeping brother Frocky with his hands.

People resting in the cabins stood on the deck, standing on heavy weapons, waiting for orders.

Taking into account the needs of combat, all long-range weapons, including the bull sling, were all placed on the deck. Due to the special structure of the Aphrora, the bow deck and stern deck are the most powerful, and heavy weapons are placed in these two places.

The Aphrora in the headwind walked along the broken line, her sail was raised to the top. Under the blowing of the south wind, the huge spinnaker looked like a wing, and her advancement was "a rapid climb of an airplane." But the Aphrora is not this sail! The auxiliary mast at the stern also raises the sails. It is much smaller than the main mast sails. Under normal circumstances, it serves as an auxiliary rudder. Now it is also forced to become the forward power.

The two spinnakers were one large and one small, and the Aphrola rushed over to a fishing boat ahead.

Rurik stood on the bow deck with his eyes squinted. He firmly grasped the railings and cables, for fear that the high-speed fold-line movement of the big ship would throw himself out.

The big ship entered a state of battle. She was advancing at high speed, and every time she adjusted her direction against the wind, it was accompanied by a very low angle turn of the big ship. The Aphrora turned at a large pitch angle, as if drifting on the sea, and the huge waves built up finally made the fishing boat watching the show aware of the dangera behemoth was rushing towards it.

The fishing boat simply threw down the towed fishing net, no matter how many herrings there were in the net at the moment of life and death. The fishing boat sailed quickly, but it was too late.

The Aphrora, which had a speed of eight knots at one time, ran wildly at such a speed with her huge size, that it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a terrifying road roller.

"Hold on to the cable, prepare to collide! Don't be thrown out!" As Rurik screamed hard, his elbow was directly inserted into the cable sleeve, fearing that he would be thrown away.

The collision happened!

Do not! This is another condescending crush.

The speed of the Aphrora is much faster than the fishing boat that flees in the same wind. The bronze bulbous bow directly hit the keel of the fishing boat, and then the whole big boat rode up. The huge, flat and extremely strong bottom of the boat crushed the fishing boat. .

The big ship brought death, but for those herrings that had just been caught and lingered in the rattan basket, they returned to the sea with the wreck of the fishing boat.

This was a victory without suspense. Rlik did not fire an arrow or a projectile, but used the most primitive, simplest and most brutal collision tactics of naval battle to win once again.

And this is just the beginning of the killing in the Kalmar Strait.

Rurik doesn't care about the exact identity of the fishermen who work in this area. Anyway, they are not friendly forces, so as to whether they are enemies...

He didn't have time to talk to the fisherman he met, the only thing he wanted to do was to attack indiscriminately.

In the first day of entering the strait, four fishing boats were found brutally crushed, and Lurik did not release any of the discovered prey.

The next day, they successfully arrived at the Borgholm fortress that had caused the Swedish coalition to bleed.

The fort is in the west, anyone can see it.

Biyuni's thoughts were a little flustered for a while: "Look at this fortress, it seems to be stronger than your Roseburg. They seem to be allied with you, so the fishing boats on the sea, we..."

"Continue to attack." Lurik cut the railroad categorically.

"Okay. I just suggest that since you once formed an alliance, now go ask them for something, they should give it."

Rurik still sullen his face and said solemnly: "I won't land, I don't want to waste time here. They are allied with the dead Olekin, what does it have to do with my Rus people? We continue to attack."

Poor Stein Sachsson, the poor leader who once again surrendered to the Danish leader Hafgen, his tribe and warriors are running out. The tribes are struggling to survive, so that fishermen working at sea are more appropriate to describe fishermen. He saw the classic-looking ship from a distance, and looked at her most distinctive feature, it was the Ross people!

What are the Ross people doing?

"Assault?! You are attacking my fishing boat! Silly women, run to the shore! Run!"

Chief Stein standing at the top of the wall just watched helplessly. His poor troops were powerless to attack. Besides, he knew the combat power of the Ross ship, even if he had a group of elite fighters, attacking rashly is no different from killing him.

As for the Aphrodite, it was simply a frantic attack under Chief Stein's nose.

Rurik has given the order, and his order will not change. The fishing boat that he witnessed must be sunk by various means before it escapes to the shore.

He didn't care who the people on the fishing boat were. The whole day of crashing and crushing, shooting with a torsion slingshot, and hitting with a slingshot just destroyed eleven fishing boats.

Rurik boasted that he should prepare for a sailing day, but unfortunately he hasn't gotten the paper yet, but these results really need to be recorded.

One of the ship repair reserve materials in the cabin was a batch of pine boards, and Lurik took a small wooden sign that was cut into a small wooden sign, and then carved a trace to describe how many ships were sunk on a certain day. Therefore, on this day, he carved eleven traces on the wooden sign.

On the third day of entering the strait, the Aphrora reached the narrowest point, and two sandbars like gatekeepers were clearly visible.

As usual, Rurik stood at the bow of the ship and gave his brothers the command to fight: "Some of you came here with me last year. Kalmar is in front of you! It is also the most southern part of our Rus army. Kalmar must have been Danish again. People control it, we try our best to sink the enemy ship and continue sailing south!"

The warriors were enthusiastic, especially all the Balmerks, sitting on the big ship and crushing any opponents. This kind of triumphant victory was bloody.

The settlement of Kalmar is being rebuilt. Where does a group of new fishermen care about this place as a battlefield a year ago, and where to consider wandering ghost legends, they are the most realistic guys. Since the small island in their hometown is too crowded, Then take the opportunity to grab a new living space.

The new settlers are not Danes in the narrow sense. They are not from Jutland and its affiliated islands, but from another densely populated island.

Burgundy Holm Island, or Bornholm Island. The former is what the islanders call themselves, and the latter is a term that the Rus people have heard of.

Although the Ross people have not yet reached this far south, some Merlaren merchants knew about the island and revealed some news.

It's just that the islanders on that small island have changed one crop after another. It is very obvious that once the small island reaches the limit of its population carrying capacity, the islanders must go out.

Today, the population of Bornholm Island has swelled to 10,000 people, and the islanders may not be able to leave without leaving.

Times have completely changed.

Six hundred years ago, the "scarlet tribes" who migrated from the Gulf of Oslo near the Strait, rowed simple boats to land on Bornholm Island and started as fishermen. When the islander population was too prosperous, the chiefs brought their tribes into the European continent.

The coagulated blood was dark red and described it as Burgundy in their Germanic dialect.

Everything is in the distant past. The Burgundians who have established a kingdom in the continent completely forget their past, and they cannot think that they are the same family as the Danes in the north. The Kingdom of Burgundy will continue to survive under the huge Frankish kingdom of Wia, and the Danes, together with the Saxon refugees ravaged by the Frankish army, have begun plundering the Frankish kingdom year after year.

But all this has nothing to do with the current islanders of Bornholm.

The old Burgundians migrated to Europe and the island was occupied by Danish immigrants. The swelling islanders can hardly migrate to the continent on their own. The southern land is the territory of the Pomeranians. They are Slavs, speak another language, have another way of life, and are the most direct. The thing is, those guys have been actively attacking Schleswig in Denmark!

Some islanders from Bornholm landed in Kalmar, and they quickly established new settlements on the ruins, inspiring to develop here, and continue to fish for herring that seems inexhaustible in the sea.

However, they completely underestimated the intensity of the war and the duration of the war.

The Baltic Sea has never been calm, and all those who go fishing have their own weapons. The recognized theorem in the sea, any ship that you don't know is the enemy.

The fisherman immediately began to evade when he saw the rushing ship, but the Aphrora was here prepared.

Rurik doesn't even care who he is going to hit, whether he is a Danish or a Bornholm islander, the ship that appears is the enemy ship, and the enemy ship will be attacked!

A tiger entered the flock, and the Aphrola ran into the fishing boat with a literal crushing force...

A new day is here, the golden light of the rising sun illuminates a piece of wood debris on the sea, and the frightened faces of the residents on the shore.

As many as twenty fishing boats were forced to work intensively in narrow waterways to catch shallow herring desperately foraging, and they were all sunk by the Aphrodite.

Yesterday evening, the Aphrodite drove away, and Lurik ran to the far south without looking back. He only continued to carve twenty scratches on the wooden plank, which was regarded as the greatest respect to the enemy.

Up to now, Lurik has recorded forty sinking ships. Although they are all small fishing boats, sinking them cannot be said to be a magnificent battle.

But wait a minute! Fishing boats are the most important means of production for local residents. The wheat harvest on the barren land has always been mediocre. However, the sea area in this area is the resund fishing grounds where fish is extremely rich. People live by eating fish and lose a lot of fishing boats that catch herring. There is a famine.

It was not considered honorable by the real fighters that Rurik desperately attacked the fishing boat, and both Biyunni and Frocky viewed it like this.

Rurik has his own thoughts.

It was another sunny morning. He stood on the bow of the ship arrogantly, and guided his sword straight to the side: "Look, we have left the strait for a one-night cruise. The coastline has expanded to the west, and we are heading to the Silver Castle to the west, and we can do it. A larger scale attack, to directly attack Danish merchant ships. But! We will continue to the south and attack the island named Bornholm. I will continue to sink the fishing boats and take their fish to fill our stomachs. !"

As usual, everyone raised their fists and yelled in response to Rurik's words, everyone didn't care anymore, just wanted to continue the battle.

Rurik had to admit that the brothers were becoming crazy in the non-stop fighting center, killing the enemy and fighting became the happiest thing.

This kind of person is a kind of berserker, so crazy should be used.

The Aphrora was heading south, but while sailing at full speed, the ship encountered a slow merchant ship that was touching the coastline northward.

Is there any reason not to eat a huge piece of fat rushing to the tiger?

what's going on?

It turned out that it was a bold Danish businessman who decided to go to Kalmar to expand his horizons. Of course, the businessman knew the risks there and the bad luck of the ruins of the war. The desire to make a fortune made the businessman ignore all risks. Now, the businessman should pay the price of his life for his adventure.

The hull of an ordinary merchant ship is much larger than that of a long ship, but the disadvantage is that the speed is too slow.

The Aphrodite is also a Cork-type merchant ship in nature. She is larger, and some of its unique designs make it completely reborn.

It was still a classic collision tactic. The merchant watched his ship hit a big hole by an unknown ship rushing straight ahead, and then the ship quickly entered the water and sank into the sea with some supplies.

Sank so quickly on board? This is not much different from a cooked duck flying away.

Biyuni looked at the calming sea and was really upset. He complained: "We are doing pirates now! But we are not really pirates."

"No! We are pirates," Rurik said loudly.

"We are not."

"how?"

Bijuni approached Rurik and patted his shoulder: "My little brother, have we ever grabbed anything? We sank a merchant ship and harvested the sawdust floating on the sea."

"Okay. Okay... Let's move on, be gentle next time, at least we have to get some fresh fish." Rurik muttered helplessly.

Both the Ross and Balmerks are willing to accept raw herring. The so-called removal of the viscera and fish head, and the tail of the fish is sent to the mouth. Sprinkling a little salt in the meantime is a simple delicacy.

Rurik never complained about eating sashimi, especially herring raw. The soft and waxy fish meat is really delicious, but it is a pity that the Nordic seasonings are too scarce.

The Aphrora was simply a collision, and the long ship was dealt with unscathed. She is the **** of war on the sea, and immediately rushed to the more southern waters.

Rurik has officially entered the re fishery. Under the sea, millions of tons of herring are swimming in the shallow water. He even saw the fish and the scene of the seal chasing the fish.

Soon a large number of fishing boats appeared, and the person standing on the top of the mast pointed to the south: "My lord! Lord Rurik! Is it the island you are talking about?!"

After some more time, the people on the Aphrora could see the black spots on the distant horizon, and there was only one island in the vast sea.

It is Bornholm Island, the island described by Merlaren merchants must be it!

A brand new slaughter belonging to the Aphrodite, a drama of humans fighting humans on the rele fishing grounds was suddenly staged.

One fishing boat was sunk, Rurik would not be complacent about some small victories, and he did get some trophies~www.mtlnovel.com~ Throughout the day's battle, fifteen fishing boats were sunk, some fish After being seized, the people aboard the Aphrodite were able to eat delicious herring happily.

"Now, we are pirates." After all, Biyunni swallowed a fish in one bite, then hiccuped.

"Yes! It's a pirate, I just want them to know how good I am."

Bijuni beat his chest and suggested, "We should be prepared. We will be wandering near their Danish island. Is it called Bornholm Island? We will be besieged by them in the future. They won't Let our wanton looting be allowed. Still have to beware."

Rurik nodded: "I'm very confident in the big ship. You are right. It's not wrong to prepare. I will fight in this area again, looting around the island for at least three days, and if I'm scared, I go straight The core of the Danes also leaves only the local people with marine horror legends."

Bijuni nodded, then smiled and hammered his Rurik brother slightly: "You are a beautiful boy, and the most terrible person I have ever seen, but I like it. Fighting with you, I too Become very brave, isn't it."