In the middle of the night, some people holding torches were running along the winding streets of quiet Stockholm. They were in a hurry and couldn't hide the sleepiness on their faces.

Now Bjorn is no longer a king. At any rate, the new king Rurik gave himself a lot of face. For example, his family occupied the mansion of the first ruler of Olekin's house, and Rurik did not pursue this matter.

If you don't become a king, you will lose a lot of disputes and lose the right to fight freely. At the same time, he doesn't have to be responsible for the defense and security of Sweden as a whole.

He found that he could be a rich man. As long as he quietly conducts his own business, his children and grandchildren will simply enjoy happiness.

He is not a person with great ambitions, and he is even weaker and unwilling to raise a large army to expedition opponents. When he was a king in the past, even if he knew that the Gtaland people were eroding northward, and even had gone through traditional arguments and began to eat the living space of the Swedish people, his attitude was completely wait and see.

Duke Bjorn, he retreated into an ordinary land nobleman, if it weren't for being promoted by the king Rrik, he would really have become as unknown as the past.

The messenger from the king rushed to the mansion overnight. He was busy having an intimate relationship with the pet slave, but Shu Shuang was suddenly interrupted.

Since it was the king's order, and the matter was so urgent that it had to be taken overnight, there was no way.

"This Rurik... which king will summon the nobles at night." He murmured and changed his clothes in a hurry, making the pet slaves holding their bodies rest assured that they were not allowed to sleep first. After all, he took a few entourages and went straight to the Ross shop area, which was also the office of the Governor's House.

During the day, King Rurik led his glorious army to swagger through the city. Bjorn knew all this, and to be fair, he was envious and jealous, but standing by the water and looking at his face, everything was calm. What qualifications does a forty-year-old guy have to compete with an eighteen-year-old promising leader?

He completely accepted Rurik as the new king. As for the great land nobles in the Mellaren tribe, they easily accepted the reality. In particular, Birka's change of name to Stockholm was simply a "ten-year tax exemption" decree, which gave the tribe all the big land nobles huge benefits. Which nobleman would dare to give him complete tax exemption in the past?

The control area of the Mlaren tribe is very large and quite trivial. The city of Stockholm is adjacent to the Great Lake. In addition to fishing villages and commercial areas, it is a vast farmland. A part of the land nobles lived here, so that agricultural and animal husbandry products were produced in the agricultural area, and then transported to the nearby commercial area to be sold, realizing a one-stop service of low-cost production, supply and marketing.

Including Bjorn, as many as ten land nobles ran wildly in the night and went directly to the venue provided by Rurik.

Ross shop is an area wrapped by a wooden wall. It was the support and recognition of the Ros Principality behind the assassination of the ruler Carl by the group of land nobles. King Karl was killed and Bjorn became king. After the incident, Ross naturally obtained tax exemption privileges in the bazaar. As a result, some locals' houses were demolished, the area was expanded to build warehouses, and the shops were surrounded by thick wooden walls, which is equivalent to forming an independent bazaar. A fortress that is easy to defend and hard to attack.

Now Rurik of Ross is the king, and all the land nobles come here again, they are not facing a warehouse, but a real military fortress, a royal fortress that can deter the entire Sweden.

The independent wooden room is brightly lit, the fireplace makes the house extremely warm, and the matrix of oil lamps hung from the roof illuminates each face clearly.

Everyone saw King Rurik, his face was serious and not sleepy.

Wooden benches were placed on both sides of the wooden room, and the nobles sat down casually, only Rlik pacing in public.

The king didn't intend any politeness, and he didn't bother to answer the greetings from the nobles.

He paced with his hands behind his back and bluntly said: "This king saw a lot of things during his tour of the city today. I know you either watched it yourself, or sent messengers. You must praise the splendor of the army. Indeed, mine. The army has always been like this, not only gorgeous and unstoppable. However, I noticed another group of people, those huge numbers of fishermen. I learned that these fishermen are not local farmers, they rely solely on fishing for hygiene. They live in Stockholm! After self-promulgated the tax exemption order, some fishermen came here. This is my miscalculation! Stockholm is not very big. Is it a good thing that so many people suddenly come here?"

Lurik said that he was deliberately settled down here, he squinted his eyes to look left and right, silently questioning everyone what should be done.

The king's words hit the fishermen directly, and his attitude was clearly impolite.

The nobles looked left and right, and the wits among them basically guessed what the king meant.

Probably, the king wanted to expel these fishermen, right?

Among the nobles, Bjorn is the most noble, and he is also the abdicated king, and has the most say.

"King, what do you want? Could it be? To drive the fishermen out of Bill...Stockholm?"

"Expulsion? You are half right." Rurik sighed slightly, then deliberately looked around, "Actually, it is important for me that Stockholm does not have these fishermen. I think it is also necessary for you. I want to know you. Attitude! You guys! What do you think of the fishermen who have lived here for a long time? I want you to speak your mind."

honestly? If you really say what you are saying, will you be hit because it doesn't agree with the king?

The nobles cast their eyes on Bjorn, making him really unable to get off the stage.

"Of course I have to say about this." Bjorn screamed, and simply opened his voice: "I personally hate those fishmongers! Their livelihood is just fishing, and nothing else. If they are not doing anything else. The local fishing village is good, but it's in our trading port. How many of the thieves and bandits come from these free fishermen? I dare say nine out of ten. The fishermen in the port area are the source of all evil, just like parasites. Growing on cows, they are not Melaren at all. When Olekin called an army to attack Denmark, these fishermen ran away clean after hearing the news. When I was king, these people never obeyed the arrangement. Liuli K, now you are the king, you can do well."

Now that Governor White Fox is also present, his words are already quite agitated and go further than Jon: "It is shameless to kill the same clan, but it is not good for our merchants to occupy this port by those fishmongers. If the king can disperse them all, we people There is no need to worry about banditry."

Just after Bjorn's voice fell, it was seen that someone gave him a head start, and many local aristocrats, large landowners and merchants, immediately tweeted the bitterness of the road.

Is it really a bitter fishmonger from the big merchants for a long time?

"Shut up!" Rurik opened his arms and shouted, pressing them all to silence.

"I understand what you mean! Since we all hate those fishmongers, are you satisfied with letting them all leave?"

"Are you really going to expel them?!" Exhausting his tongue, he asked more than Jon.

"That's natural, otherwise it won't make you assemble so late. I don't mean to really drive them away, I will move them all out of your eyes, and I will tear down all the private constructions! When the time comes! You can build your own commercial warehouses in the port area, and you can also build larger docks. I want to restore Stockholm to a peaceful trading environment. All of you must cooperate in this matter."

"Cooperate? How should we cooperate?" When Bjorn took the lead in asking this, it represented the attitude of all the nobles' full support.

Liu Rikben was a little worried that they would not cooperate, but now his worries are gone.

"Of course you have to cooperate. I know that you are raising private soldiers ranging from 20 to 100, and many mercenaries who sell their physical strength are also selling their lives to you. If it weren't for the robbery, you wouldn't be guilty of raising this. More private soldiers. I want you to assemble private soldiers to help me drive out the fishermen. Listen, my method will be very powerful, and you must cooperate with me to complete the move."

No one would doubt the method of Liurik, and this so-called method is to form a coalition to forcefully control the free fishing villages entrenched in the port area, and finally **** the captured fishermen to the king's place, and then the king's fleet Just pull away. Valley

They are actually very aware that the Ross people have been immigrating to the Mlaren Lake area all these years. It was this Rurik who even paid out of his own pockets to help the peasant families in debt to pay off their debts and to help the serfs to redeem their lives. Rurik would not be truly benevolent, he himself became the biggest creditor, and those who were redeemed could only follow him. It is said that all the people who were transported to the east to open up the land for Ross, the people who were forcibly emigrated were living now, the nobles didn't know and didn't bother to hear the news.

The fishermen who will be surrounded by groups will be taken away from the fisherman's home. As for what Rurik will do with this group of people, who cares?

The nobles are interested in their own interests!

In the middle of the night, the king made an agreement with the local nobleman of Mellaren.

The fishing villages controlled by the fishermen must be erased from the map, and the vacated space is used for the expansion of the city. The expansion of Stockholm is inevitable, and the top priority is that the huge grain delivery requires a large space and, more importantly, a stable environment.

The nobles were squeezed to death by Lurik. The so-called big ships ordered by the tribes were anchored and floating on the lake. To obtain it, they had to complete the delivery of grain. The small Gould Island is not suitable for a huge amount of grain trade. The trading place is in the previous commercial street, and it seems too cramped to continue trading.

So, those fishermen must leave.

Lurik's plan for the nobles was to rectify the manpower throughout the day tomorrow, and to gather as many people as possible until the third day. He also ordered: "You bring more wooden shields and clubs. I don't want you to really kill them all. You have to drive them out. If there is resistance, try to tie them up with ropes. You only need to take them overland to the Governor's Mansion. I'll be here to guard immediately.

is equivalent to saying that the main task of driving away is the local nobleman. The clever nobleman realizes that the notoriety of driving away the fisherman is going to fall on him. What else can I do? It is good for everyone to drive away the fishermen.

Lurik will not be the ultimate good guy. According to his plan, he will start to move the entire fleet tomorrow evening, block the port by king's order, and prohibit the night fishing operations of Stockholm fishermen. The port area has been blocked since the evening, and the port will not be reopened until all the dust settles.

As for the merchant ships arriving from other places during this period, they can only be trapped outside the blockade.

As the king, Rurik will take the lead in action, and this is a reassurance for the nobles.

The plan has been set, and it will be implemented immediately.

This peaceful day seems to be no different from other days. The vast number of farmers in Mellaren are still busy harvesting oats. Some of the farmers who have finished harvesting are already threshing the wheat with their cheeks and tamping ears.

Those fishermen still don't know the bad luck of releasing them on their heads. They big fish or sieve nets and make up kings as usual. They didn't notice that the Ross Fleet had begun a movement, and the army was continuously going to land from Gould Island.

The fishermen did not even know that the big families living in the city spontaneously interacted with some remote families that settled down. Even Bjorn had transferred some people from his ancestral home.

The local nobles reorganized their manpower in their mansion, but all the men who can take up arms are organized.

These people are in principle the warriors of the Mellaren tribe. This time they are no longer holding sharp blades, but sticks and cables. Although many people find it meaningless to drive away fishermen, since the master who hired him is willing to pay for food, why not do it. The mobilized people did not really want to kill the fishermen, they still considered that each other lived in Lake Mlaren. Since they were just forced to move, even if they were driven to the camp of the king, the mental burden was gone.

Because all this is an arrangement between the king and the nobility.

In the afternoon, an abnormality visible to the naked eye finally occurred.

The Ross fleet lined up in a serpentine formation, the ships were connected end to end, with ropes tied to each other. A circle of ships surrounds the harbor area. There is no exit here. The boat can't pass the long rowing boat. Only one or two sampans can pass through it.

The fishing boat that tried to pass through the gap was deterrently fired by the torsion slingshot of the Russian Navy. Of course, it was still obsessed with it. Just as it was about to cross the gap, the boat was pierced by a solid cast iron projectile, and the fishermen were caught and captured.

As long as they are captured, they are transported directly to Gould Island and imprisoned. The fishermen asked why this was so, but no one told why.

The entire Stockholm port was completely blocked, and the floating ships raised the flag of Chess and Ross. The landing Ross army also set up flags on the outskirts of the city.

The whole city is sealed off, but things are not always the case. The real small trader Sa Yazi ran away. They didn't live in the city. They took Xiruan and hurried away. The strange thing was that the Ross army did not stop them.

This is actually a loophole, or it is also an open door that Rurik has intentionally or unintentionally placed in the siege.

All the pure fishermen in the port area are to be taken away. If they evacuated by land, they would abandon the fishing boats and huts on which they depend for their livelihood. There may be fishermen who feel it is dangerous to escape with their families. The vast majority of fishermen must remain on the sidelines.

Merchants outside can't get in~www.mtlnovel.com~ There are various news about small vendors who escaped walking inside. Regardless of how bizarre the news is, the news that King Rurik controls the city is unequivocal.

The fishermen still didn't care, and the commercial street was completely depressed by the evening.

The largest tavern in Chengli controlled by Rose, there would have been a large number of small businessmen here at night to buy cheap ale and swig, but then talk happily. Today, the tavern has closed its doors because no one cares about it.

The city fell into silence, and tonight is quieter than ever.

As long as the local nobles mobilized, their private soldiers are making the final rest. Private soldiers from all walks of life tried their best to arm themselves, and those who were able wore chain mail, and those who were incapable wore a layer of leather as much as possible. No one used swords and battle axes, but clubs of various lengths.

All the nobles reported their own mobilization to Rurik, and there will be close to a thousand private armed forces involved in the hunting of fishermen.

When the rooster crowed for the first time, the sleeping private soldiers woke up.

It was also at this point in time that the well-prepared Ross army also stood up. Even the horse that was transported to the shore, the rider leaped on the horse holding the flagpole high.

Part of Stockholm is awake, and part of it is still asleep.

The sky turned sky blue, the eastern sun was still below the horizon, and the sky over there had been illuminated yellow.

The sound of horns and drums suddenly became louder. This was a signal to the soldiers to act, and it also awakened all the fishermen.

All the aristocrats who are ready have started to act!