In the early morning, the sea is covered with thick salt fog, and people are afraid of it.

"Otto, maybe it's not suitable for sailing now, wait until the fog clears..."

"No!" Otto denied his brother's suggestion, "Are you afraid of the fog besides worrying about the Goths?"

Faced with his brother's questioning, Ogier immediately denied: "I am not afraid of threats and fog. I am very worried about those things under the sea."

"The big worm? Are you worried that it will destroy our fleet?"

"It does exist, and we must remain vigilant."

Seeing his brother's nervous eyes, Otto's mind couldn't help but tighten.

Brother is right.

This vast sea area is rich and dangerous, and huge warships are likely to be destroyed by monsters.

Except for monsters, the fleet needs to be on guard for those island fishermen. Because today, the fleet is about to pass through Gotland!

Will it continue to be consumed here? No way!

Because Otto knew that the beach they were on could be discovered by other tribes.

That is another group of people, speaking another language, they are weak in terms of combat, but they are numerous!

Otto thought for a while and made a firm decision: "Even if there is fog, we must go! Beware, we will be attacked by people on the shore."

In fact, it is the Baltic people that Otto, the chief of the Ross tribe, is worried about. Today, these residents living in the eastern Baltic Sea are like scattered tribal clusters.

Attack them to get more wealth?

Do not! Otto didn't want to do this, just because the Baltic tribes were too poor. What's more, now, my biggest task is to transport all the wealth home.

Because there are not only their own people there, but also their own wives who are about to give birth.

But brother Ogier mentioned the fear in the team, which needs to be reversed.

Otto put on his steel helmet, and held high the hilt of the long sword "Destroyer" with a ruby inlaid, and gathered his men around him.

"Brothers! Are you afraid of the fog? Or are you afraid of the monsters on the bottom of the sea? Don't be afraid, I will lead you as always. We will leave here quietly without attracting any attention."

Otto's long sword "The Destroyer" is a relic of his grandfather and a symbol of the tribal leader.

"Don't worry about it, we are invincible! Whenever we meet any enemy, we just have to fight! Brothers! If you suddenly see yourself sitting in a carriage and see a fairy in a white robe driving a horse. Don't worry! Because you are already dead! You are going to Valhalla and will fight alongside the gods!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a burst of cheers from the crowd. Even Otto's younger brother Ogier, his worries have weakened a lot.

People are in awe of this long sword and their leader.

Seeing that everyone's nervousness has eased a lot, Otto did not say any more, he continued to wield his long sword: "Brothers, follow me home. Now, let us get back on the boat and leave here!"

The people pushed the stranded warship into the sea. They put away the sails and began to paddle hard toward the north.

At least, there should be the north...

Otto stood on the bow of the boat in armor as before. He was not afraid of the fog at all, but he never thought that the fog would bring special results-they went off course.

Otto could not accurately judge his position and course in the sea fog, but he himself was a good sailing expert. According to his own judgment, the fleet was indeed heading north.

But the fleet has already undergone a major yaw. They are getting closer to the west. When the fog has completely cleared, the people with good eyesight on the ship actually saw the distant islands.

"Boss, what is going on? What is the island in front of us?!" One of Otto's subordinates reported nervously.

At this moment, Otto's face looked like iron.

fight? Fighting is of course possible. It is a way of life of all the tribes in this bay. It is as necessary as eating and sleeping.

Ogier realized everything, and he leaned close to his brother nervously: "Brother, that is the island of the Goths. Shouldn't we go all the way north? As a result, we actually went all the way west."

"This is the end of the matter. We must turn right away. We must avoid fighting with them."

The dragon head warship with low draft and fast speed quickly changed its course. This time, they finally found the true north.

Otto again ordered: "Brothers, stay alert and beware of attackers."

By the order, ten warships gathered together. Those ships carrying the most treasures were placed in the middle. Otto's ship, as the flagship, was now at the head of the line.

They kept this attitude and continued to sail, paddling until night fell.

The fleet finally found a small uninhabited island. It looks like many islands in the bay and is uninhabited, some of which are bare reefs.

People fastened the boats with ropes, and then, the deserted islands were spotlighted with sparks of fire.

After a day of paddling, the strong fighters are also showing fatigue. Even if they are tired, no one will take the transported goods privately, even if there is precious honey in them.

"Today we almost encountered those people. Fortunately, we discovered the yaw in time." Otto, who was still in his arms on the reef, told his brother about his thoughts, "It's not time for the fog to come, but starting tomorrow, our Sailing will be smooth."

"Yes! I almost encountered the Goths. UU Read www.uukanshu.com I... I don't want to fight them."

"If we encounter them, they might not attack us! After all, we are so crowded. Sleep in peace, my brother."

Otto patted his brother's helmet last, and fell asleep on his own.

This night, everyone rested very comfortably, because everyone believed that the road ahead would be safe.

Even after sailing for two more days at most, everyone can return to the tribe. There are the eagerly awaited father, brother and wife, and all the tribes who are looking forward to the victory.

But the road ahead will really go well?

There is no shortage of people with excellent eyesight in this era. Otto and his soldiers lit many bonfires on the deserted island, and they exposed themselves.

Although the Goths left the island in large numbers hundreds of years ago, the people in the Gulf can hardly imagine how they developed in the mysterious south.

But there are indeed a large number of people from the Gulf who have gone to the south, and a lot of wonderful news has spread to the Gulf, and even the most remote northern snow and ice land.

In fact, Otto's ancestors were pursuing this wonderful legend, but instead of going to the west of the Gulf to explore the unknown world like others did, they went straight to the east and finally found another group living in an endless and gentle land. people.

It is a group of people with wealth but weak fighting power. Now they have surrendered to the Ross tribe.

The fishermen of Gotland discovered a little bonfire on the island at night, and this important information was immediately transmitted back to the island.

Who are those who light the campfire? Is it an ally? Or the enemy?

The islanders came to a conclusion almost without the slightestthat's the enemy! It is a thinking person.

Thinkya, that is, hundreds of years later, formed the strongest tribe of the Swedes.