The huge sled team rushed forward in the cold wind, passing through the twists and turns of the Neva River, and an ice lake with no borders in sight was all in front of you and under your feet.

There is extremely thick ice on Lake Ladoga, and the wind swept across the ice surface and wiped away all the snow. At first glance, the ice surface is all black, and the nameless sense of fear also disturbs people's hearts.

The team marched along the shoreline of the lake, and set up camp ashore at night.

The sky is shining with stars, and the green aurora is extremely dazzling like a ribbon.

A large number of bonfires were lit on the shore of ice and snow, and there were more than a dozen people gathered in every fire, grilling frozen fish and eating cooked wheat.

More than 20 large iron pots were pestle on the snow, and some special stones were quickly assembled into a stove.

The fact that it is the iron pan makes Bjorn tut amazed, not to mention that there are many Ross people. The wheat was boiled in a dark iron pan until it boiled. Someone picked up a large wooden spoon, scooped the oats into their own ceramic bowl, and sprinkled a handful of salt to eat.

Eating hot meals in the ice and snow is the most heartwarming. The cold wheat cakes are now skewered on a wooden table by the owner and heated again on the flames.

Bjorn and other Swedish nobles are noble, and for these guests Rurik rewarded a unique meal.

Lomian noodles, although very bizarre, they are indeed Lomian noodles.

The venison is cut infinitely into minced meat, then minced onion and yellow root carrots are added, together with salt and chopped thyme, filled with Shanghai leopard oil and deer oil, it becomes a sauce that will inevitably condense under low temperature. The pre-made wheat noodles are frozen as hard as iron wire, and after they are cooked, they can be eaten up with the sauce.

It doesn't matter how those nobles will eat this delicious meal. They have spoons and forks.

"This is also the special delicious food of the Ross people, and I have to taste it. The delicious food in this place is too cold, and you all eat it while it is hot." Old Angrieff was so happy that he leaned on a fork that was cut temporarily by a wooden branch. Stuttering.

The noodles are too salty and extremely greasy. Everyone thinks this is right for the taste.

The more cold the weather, the more you have to eat a delicious meal with heavy oil and salt. Bjorn ate it with a big mouthful, but never forget to drink some Ross people's spirits, and even put a small lump of frozen semi-solid honey into your mouth.

The nobles did not hesitate to eat and drink, and talked around the campfire about Rurik and his queen and prince.

It is terrifying and brave for a newborn baby to travel through the extreme cold himself. They are also tacitly aware, or the evil thoughts in their hearts are pressing on their hearts.

Take Bjorn, for example, how can he not be jealous in the strong heart of the Ross people? He is even more aware of the crisis of horror. The Mellaren people are indeed facing the coercion of the Ross people, and the powerful Melalen people are falling rapidly since ancient times.

He even hoped that the baby Osbenslav, who was blessed by God, would suddenly freeze to death.

He wanted to see Rurik himself crying with his head in his arms, thus venting his unhappiness as the leader of Mlaren and the current king of Sweden.

However, Rurik's "Maharaja sleigh" is a complete warm nest!

Rather than calling it a sled, it is more appropriate to call it "moving woodcut."

A wooden house is built on the big sledge, and an iron-carbon furnace is installed inside. The iron pipes made of wrought iron sheets are heat-welded and nested with each other to communicate with the outside.

The interior was warm like summer, even so Svetlana was still curled up in the huge polar bear skin. The delicate Osborne was even tighter.

She was well taken care of by many women, and several of Rurik's wives and concubines also had a good chat with her queen.

Rurik held a bowl of delicious food and pushed aside the thick leather curtain, committing himself to his beloved wife.

"It's time to eat, I'll feed you."

"Well, it's not good. The others... are watching."

"It's ok."

Countess Noren of Port Narvik is here, and she is indeed Osborne's aunt according to her seniority. In terms of age, she was only slightly younger than Svetlana.

The child slept soundly in one of the cradles, and Rurik made the movement smaller. He held the chopsticks and delivered the noodles to his beloved wife's mouth. Compared with the soft, waxy and salty taste of a delicious meal, she enjoyed the intimate care of her husband more.

This is love? As sweet as honey, Nolan watched quietly, a light bulb alive.

"Ruriek..." Nolan was so envious that he couldn't help it.

"Um?"

"I want to be like her too. It's time, I also want to be a mother. Hurry! I want a child."

She said there was no shame in these words, and her voice could have been louder if it hadn't been for the baby here.

Looking at her, then at Lanna, Rurik didn't know what to say.

But Lanna rallied and said, "Noren should be a mother, too. Rurik, those women of yours... are all at the age to be a mother. Especially the girls from the same estate as me, they are already old girls. ."

"Oh? As a queen, you urged me to have a relationship with other concubines?"

"Poor I can't serve you now. I only need to raise my children now..."

Svetlana didn't say any more, and Rurik didn't know what to say. It seemed that she thought of a lot of things, and it seemed as simple as a glass of water.

There are too many wives and concubines in the harem, and thanks to the previously set hierarchy, Lurik is grateful that his wives and concubines are not jealous and make a Shura field.

But is Lanna such a generous person? Do you really want to be the mother of the world? I'm afraid this matter is not simple.

Rurik didn't think much about it for the time being, but he didn't have an intimate relationship with Noren or other wives on the current occasion. There is no other reason, just because the huge team is going through an expedition. It is necessary to ensure the stable delivery of a large amount of goods to Novgorod, and then complete the transaction with the old Pecheneg-Kiev business group.

Nolen and other wives and concubines are alone in a tent-style sleigh, while Rurik's sleigh is the residence of the prince and his wife when they are on the move.

In the middle of the night, the baby Osborn suddenly cried, and Rurik just lightly smelled the terrible sour smell and was just his own cub. Both husband and wife were tossed awake, thanks to Rurik's long-standing preparations that were worthy of noble status, the diapers were thrown away directly, and their cubs were washed and put on new diapers immediately.

Travelling all the way, Rurik has been personally taking care of his eldest son. He really likes this son, and such a caring attitude is to declare to the team that the prince loves the prince in every possible way.

But the fact that he changed his son's diaper was shocking in the eyes of other nobles. Not to mention the Swedish nobles, just cousin Arik never changed the diapers of his children. Shouldn't those be made by the mother of the child? What's more, as a great nobleman, this kind of thing will be done by servants soon.

My brother really likes Osborne!

But Rurik still had a grievance with Queen Svetlana's ignorance of the Shura field, which was called the mother's ritual in the world. Although the queen was sleeping next to him, a strange dream caused him to wake up suddenly on a journey night that couldn't be more ordinary.

"Emperor Zhou... I am the Emperor Zhou right now. How could I have such a strange dream. Yes! It's just a division." Lurik muttered in a daze.

There was a gleam of light in the cracks of the iron stove, and the sleigh shed wrapped in leather and wood was not completely dark. Looking at his sleeping wife and son, Rurik estimated the hope of his beloved wife.

"When they all have children, they can take some people out of the core area. Nolan takes his children back to Narvik, and the others go further to build villages and cities. They can give birth to a boy sooner. If you go to the new world to open up a settlement, no one will threaten you and Osborne's status. Right..." Rurik's thoughts are buried in his mind, and if this is the case, Svetlana's hope is nothing to blame.

Because he thinks so too.

But Rurik was even more expecting his father to see the happy appearance of his grandson, and the old man Rigus, who saw his grandson, the prince and grandson, might be able to live and die.

The sled team has always maintained a dense formation, and each sled has a flagpole to make the Ross flag fly. The sledges are all provisionally numbered, and several sledges form a group, and statistics are made every night when they rest. According to the plan, if someone is found to be left behind, there are also snowmobiles that can immediately turn back and look for them.

Unlucky things have never happened. For example, no one is left behind during the ten-day journey, and the weather remains dry and cold as always.

Even in February, warmth does not seem to have anything to do with Northern Europe.

When the team entered the frozen Volkhov River, which was running north-south, the team happened to encounter a large number of sporadic hunting sleds, and also began the final storm.

Catching bears is extremely dangerous, and a sled loaded with a torsion slingshot still cannot give everyone peace of mind. Usually about ten people get together, nominate a boss, bring weapons such as a wooden crossbow, a short wooden bow, and a short spear into the forest area to hunt bears.

The bear squad has a lot of hunts, because most of this land is in no man's land, and there are too many polar bears that don't hibernate.

The main hunters are almost all veterans of the First Banner. Young people in their twenties in the past are now in their thirties. They decisively bring their newly grown sons. The so-called "Winter Prince's school is not open, so they will be with their families." Let's go hunting the bear and wolf together to grow into a man.

Even some of the Ragnar tribes who lived as a guest participated in it.

A group of hunters soon gathered around Rurik, all of them came to hunt bears, and the reason behind it was heartwarming.

Someone explained: "It's all the Pecheneg people in the grasslands who have a huge demand for leather. Those people in the grasslands are actually involved. They hunt in the forests to the south and want to hunt a lot of cherished fur. They have all the results, but Their appetite is too big..."

The hunters explained a series of important matters. They have not yet met with Kagan, and Rurik has already determined that this transaction will have a successful outcome.

The huge sled team was connected with flags. At first glance, it was obvious that a huge army rushed towards Novgorod.

Thanks to the extremely cold weather, the Volkhov River was frozen enough. If the ice was thinner, the sled team would have to crash into the ice cave on a large scale.

Those who endured the severe cold and wanted to cut logs noticed the sled army, and as long as they could see the flying flags, they would affirm that the lord is back.

The prince must come back to participate in the spring plowing operation. This is a rule set by him himself, not to mention that this year involves a large-scale trade with the Pecheneg people.

Although Prince Rurik did not rush back, it was simply Novgorod that had spontaneously started trading with visitors from afar.

In Novgorod's Circum-Irmen Lake region, most of the military forces of the Rus Principality are located here. Nearly 300 troops from outside the region have been stationed in this way. Governor Medvete was worried at first, but the old When Duke Otto slapped his thigh, he appointed Kagan as a distinguished guest.

Even so, Medvedt has to be on guard. Although the people of the steppes were selling horses here, they actually assembled two hundred armored cavalry and arrived in the north intact for three months. If this is not a strong army, what else can it be? Even if Kagan and Prince Rurik drank blood and wine to worship their brothers, this is the custom of the steppe, and the Slavs of Lake Ilmen have no rules in this regard.

Especially there are some businessmen from Kiev...

Maksakyi, this guy is here again. He is a Kievan, divided according to ancestry, and is indeed no different from a Smolensk. They are all Krivic, which is what makes Medvedt the most alarm.

Perhaps it was the old duke's indulging in the happiness of the family with his children, or the satisfaction of his life. When Medvedt was a child, he was terrified when he first saw Otto rowing a long boat to his full power. But now, Otto is as simple as his own father Rigus, a warrior has lost his strength and his vigilance.

The six hundred horses that the Steppemen and Kievans intend to sell, although they have not yet completed the delivery of their products, are now under the care of Medvedt. The messenger had already been sent to Shilla Fort, Medvedt had known that the Prince's "armed fishing" had become a crusade against the Danish king and won a big victory. He also knew that the Prince would never let go of any opportunity to buy horses. Therefore, although the transaction has not been completed legally, the Principality of Ross has essentially obtained 600 horses capable of trekking for three months in autumn and winter.

Kagan's Pechenegg warriors were all being watched. He felt a little uncomfortable. Considering the owner of the land, he should show his obedience to the locals. However, I came with the hope of this tribal alliance and the elite cavalry of the alliance, so I couldn't directly trade with Rurik or stay here staring.

Horses and recurve bows are strategic materials that can only be traded with Prince Ross himself, and other grassland specialties are already on sale.

The goods were sold clean, and the Kagan and Kievans didn't get much supplies. They wanted to hunt spontaneously, but they were banned by Governor Medvete.

"This is the territory of the Rus Principality, and the forest is also the wealth of the Principality. The Kievans are not allowed to hunt. If you dare to have a hunter, you are stealing the property of the Rus Prince. Can hunt in the Volkhov River."

Kagan deeply understands this, it is like a grassland, a grassy grassland with rich water and grass can attract the Pechenegs and the Khasas to war. The hunting ground of the Russ can only be hunted by the Russ. Kagan is very fortunate that he and Rurik drank blood wine together, in exchange for his subordinates to personally hunt the red squirrels that did not exist on the prairie and then get their leather.

The Pechenegs were dispersed, and they even gave up riding horses to cooperate with the locals in hunting, so Medvedt was relieved.

Kagan himself stayed in Novgorod. He was served with delicious food and bathed in the sauna. Everything was great except for the absence of Maggie. Novgorod in the Rus is still very cold, but it is indeed a happy place without disputes.

He looked forward to his Rurik brothers, after receiving the message from the messenger, with the huge amount of materials raised to make a deal with him.

No, the good news is here!

The city of Novgorod suddenly became restless, drums and horns rang loudly, and people walked out of their homes and dragged their homes, rushing to the frozen pier and the snow-covered bank.

"My son is back, hehe!"

Otto leaned on a wooden staff and put on a bearskin cloak, and did not forget to buckle his iron helmet on his head. He was closely guarded by the attendants to prevent the old Prince from suddenly slipping and hurting his foot.

Thousands of people gathered outside the city, and Rurik was not surprised.

The huge team finally stopped ~www.mtlnovel.com~ all sorts of people got off the sled.

Rurik, who took his wife out of the sleigh, saw his old father and mother as soon as he stood on the ice. At this moment, he embraced an unexplainable huge thing in both hands, and walked straight to his father under the gaze of thousands of people.

"Boy, I heard that you almost chopped off the head of the second King of Denmark. You are a real man." Old Otto just finished speaking, staring completely at the thing his son was holding.

Otto didn't know what it was, but Niya only had to look at the way Svetlana was walking, and she would have guessed what her son was holding. She was so excited that she cried, covering her mouth and nose with her hands.

Rurik said nothing until he stood in front of his father.

"What's this? A gift?" Otto asked.

"It's a gift."

After all, Rurik gently lifted the thin linen cloth. It was obvious that he had caught a cold. The child could start to twist his body with his eyes closed, and screamed.

"Ah!" Otto shivered, his white beard straightened.

"It's a boy named Osborne Slav. It's your grandson."

The ecstasy hit, Otto's legs softened, thanks to the attendant reaching out for the first time to help him avoid his fall.

Supported by the attendants, Otto could no longer stand on his own. He was so excited, his mouth was full of joy. He has to take a good look at his grandson and look at the child's face, the more he likes it.

Although Otto already has multiple grandchildren who have inherited his blood, this child is the most unusual.

He boasted that the last worry in his life was the birth of this child. Everything is over successfully! No regrets in this life...

But Otto also knew that he was not the end of the day, and now he earns one day every day he lives. There are no regrets. When you leave, it depends on the wishes of the gods.