Chapter 106: Great festival deer death
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The festival has always been fixed on December 28th, because for areas with lower dimensions, the sun hurriedly sinks when only one side of the sun is exposed during the day.
The Franks celebrated Christmas three days ago. The major holidays are so close to each other that the Danes did not think much about it.
The position of the Ross tribe happened to be stuck on the edge of the Arctic Circle, and they could almost only see the only glimmer of the sun near the horizon on December 28.
The most important event of the Hanukkah of the various tribes is the large stone boat-shaped altar built by all the tribes. The priest lights a large number of oil lamps, killing sacrifices and praying to God. If Aurora descends every time, the gathered people will kneel down, as if only at this time, prayer can best be understood by God.
The great sacrifice of the Ross tribe was advanced a day. When the sun wiping the horizon barely fell on the 27th, all the residents of the tribe, as well as all the guests, cleaned themselves with soap purchased from the priest. They were best dressed. After eating a few bites of dried meat, he walked towards the huge stone ship altar at the edge of the Roseburg settlement.
Under the dim light, a large number of creeping shadows suddenly appeared on the snow-covered earth!
After a while, a large number of torches began to replace the evening glow.
After a while, a lot of fire suddenly appeared in the snow-covered oak forest, and the bonfire used as the lighting of the ritual venue was lit! New 81 Chinese network update the fastest computer terminal: https://
At this time, the aging Veria is also making final preparations.
With the help of the lower priests, she put on her thick clothes. She couldn't help but glance at the antler helmet that she had used for decades, which had been wiped clean, and swallowed hard.
She prayed silently: "When I can't wear it anymore, it is my death date. If I must die, let me die on the altar, under the light of Aurora!"
Suddenly, Bona hurried over: "High Priest, Sirius, the dog star, is almost in place, let's go."
Villa's heart sank, and he turned his head and said, "I'm about to leave! Let's go, Bona, help me hold my antler helmet..."
The cold and lonely fjord suddenly lit up, and the cold was the warmth of the world for the bonfire.
When Veria was supported by the lower priests and walked slowly to the tribe’s stone boat altar, more than four thousand people have gathered here at this moment! New 81 Chinese network update the fastest mobile terminal: https:/
There are more than 7,000 people and visitors of the Ross tribe. No matter which clan or tribe they belong to, Hanukkah is the same everywhere.
This time at the sacrifice, Rurik followed his mother closely as usual, mixing into the huge crowd.
All the Novgorod women who had married were already pregnant, and their slightly bulging belly was covered by a thick leather jacket.
When they married, they naturally became the new Russ. They once again participated in major tribal activities. Among the huge crowd, everyone was feeling that there were many people in the Varanga, and they also targeted those who insisted on carrying iron. The awe of men with helmets, bucklers and axes in their waists.
Peravina is like this. She is already gestating a new life. As a mother-to-be, she needs a sense of security the most. My husband is from Varang, and what Arik and other Varangians are very similar to is his strong physique. Look at the image of the person who is fully armed, as if he is not going to the altar, but to fight on the battlefield.
The wealthy warriors of the tribe are very happy to wear their own armors and terrifying weapons on the day of the festival.
For Lumia, she felt even stronger, and she couldn't help thinking about that horrible night.
All the murderers are here! I am among the murderers, like a poor deer, falling into the appetite of hunters at any time.
"People...many people...I'm afraid of getting separated from you. I'm afraid." Lumia, who was still wearing thick clothes, hung silver ornaments on the outside, tightly tugging at Rick's sleeves. She insisted on deliberately displaying her silver jewelry, so as those terrible warriors said, she was a servant with a master.
Lurik can understand the girl's fear.
"Don't worry, it's just a sacrifice. Hold on to me, no one will hurt you..."
Thousands of people gathered in the forest empty field full of bonfires, and soon the residents of the entire tribe would gather here. It is the first time that a herder like Lumia, who is accustomed to living in an empty world, has experienced the crowded sea of people.
Facing them, can the deer breeder have a chance to win?
As if all the deer breeders unite, they cannot defeat the Varangians. No one in the world can defeat them.
The Hanukkah festival this year is nothing special from previous years.
Lurik and his father’s close friends’ family members gathered together, and everyone paid particular attention to the brawny men carrying wooden boats.
Father Otto appears!
"Brothers, work hard!" Otto gave an order, and more than 30 people forcibly carried a boat without a mast.
Under the light of the lower priest holding the torch, they just carried the wooden boat into the altar, and slowly put it down in front of the high priest Veria.
Otto gasped for a while, and walked a distance on the string to let it down in the new river. It should be a young man's job.
As the leader, even if Otto is very old, he must do this forcibly.
He must insist, just like the priest Velia, she still wears a huge antler helmet almost dead.
Yes, now Veria is on crutches. While wearing a heavy leather jacket to keep warm, she covers her trembling legs.
The antler helmet is too heavy, and she really shows a strong sense of seriousness and mystery when she wears this on her head.
After a while, five top-quality reindeer were brought over.
They are reindeer that have been domesticated very well. Their eyes reveal that it doesn't matter. They stare at the turbulent crowd and hear the noise of the humans around them.
They don't seem to know that their end is coming.
The residents could not help discussing the grandeur of this sacrifice, and many people began to recall the great harvest of previous hunting operations.
Someone discussed the servant of the leader's son.
How can a humble servant be given silver jewelry inlaid with gems by Rülik? And this servant's clothes are better than ordinary girls of the tribe.
Lu Mia listened to others' comments on her character, a dangerous induction came into being, and she subconsciously grasped Rurik's leather jacket even more.
But her eyes quickly focused on the deer.
Deer! It's all my deer!
Mom and Dad, and younger siblings, you...
Everything is dreamy and incredible. Although I am fed and dressed comfortably now, my relatives were all killed by these Varangians, and the tragedy was released not long ago.
The deer on the altar are the witnesses of the tragedy, but these witnesses are about to be given death by the Varangans to honour their Odin.
Varyag people are celebrating their grand festival!
The sacrifice is about to begin!
Lu Mia tried her best to remain silent, only her tears turned into traces of being reflected by the bonfire.
Rested Otto approached the priest Veria and respectfully said: All the sacrifices are here, can we start? "
"No, wait."
"High priest, your sacred deer helmet is too heavy. Maybe we need to start quickly and end quickly."
Villa was a little upset, she slowly raised her head to look at the sky, and calmly said: "The position of the stars is not right. Now Aurora is not particularly bright, we have to wait. You don't have to worry about me, boss."
"Ok……"
"Boss, you should be prepared first, if you can..." Suddenly, Veria thought of something. "Leader, bring your son, and the servant."
"They? This..."
"Go!"
Otto didn't know the reason for Vilia's whim. He approached the crowd and quickly pulled Rurik and Lumia out.
The situation became extremely abrupt, and Rurik really couldn't figure out whether he had reached the point where he had to participate in the ceremony himself.
The sudden change made the waiting crowd very strange. A pair of eyes were fixed on the two small figures standing in front of the priest.
"Grandma...Why are we?" Rurik asked strangely.
Villa had a serious face, she commanded with a thick voice: "Now, kneel down!"
There was a strong sense of oppression in her voice. Without thinking at all, Rurik pulled Lumia to her knees.
"Leurik, now hand over your saber and give it to me."
After slowing down, Rurik did not rush to draw his sword, and hurriedly asked: "My sword? Why?"
"Stupid boy!" She snapped, "This is the first sword made with Odin's wisdom. Our tribe has already acquired Odin's wisdom. We must take this opportunity to express our gratitude."
"It turned out to be so."
Lurik obediently offered his steel sword, and Veria held it in his hand, watching the cold light of its blade, not only a moment of admiration.
"Grandma, afterwards we..."
"You cut the deer's neck!" Veria said suddenly.
"Huh? I... what am I going to do?"
"Did you not hear me clearly?" Villa continued to order in a low voice, "The child who received Odin's blessing, I thought for a while, this year's ceremony requires your personal participation. You must use this sword to execute all sacrifices. Wait a moment. I will communicate with Valhalla on behalf of the tribe, and you will personally deliver the sacrifice to Odin."
"This……"
"Listen, this is your mission. You must participate in the next big sacrifice. And your servant..." Veria looked at Lumia, who was trembling on her knees.
"Lu Mia, servant of the blesser of Odin, look up!"
Lu Mia was taken aback first, and quickly raised her head obediently.
"You used to raise these deer, and now your master will sacrifice the deer to Odin. You want to help your master complete this sacrifice, do you understand?"
"I...I understand."
Villa nodded in satisfaction and motioned for the two to get up.
These requirements were very sudden. According to the plan, Otto himself performed the work of killing deer as usual.
After all, the leader himself represents the entire tribe.
Thinking about it now, although the priest's decision is abrupt, it makes sense.
With a big hand on Rurik's shoulder, Otto can already feel his son's tension.
Leurik, he was the kind of ordinary person who had eaten only meat before crossing. He hadn't even killed a chicken. His greatest achievement was to use a slingshot to blast the head of a house mouse that ran into his house. Destroying a mouse, he didn't feel anything terrible at all, watching the mouse twitch before he died, a kind of successful hunting came to his mind!
Large livestock? ! This……
More than a thousand years later, livestock and poultry breeding has been industrialized, and the slaughtering work has also been mechanized in the meat factory.
You Dao is a gentleman Yuan Bing Chu. When I occasionally see the video of the Roulian Factory, ordinary people will at least respond in their hearts. For this reason, meat factories in various places have upgraded their equipment. The so-called electric current electrocution of livestock and poultry, followed by bloodletting treatment, the so-called tens of millimeters to end the suffering of animals, it is called humane.
Interesting thing. Thousands of years later, the descendants of the Varangians who claim to be the world's most ardent humanity and the most environmentally friendly, their ancestors are recognized as a symbol of barbarism and brutal force.
After all, livestock and poultry have a **** end, but this will not affect the pleasure of eating stewed meat and barbecue.
It's crazy that a seven-year-old kid went to execute a deer whose shoulder height was higher than his head!
But the original Varanga people are like this.
Warriors will order their children to chop off the fish heads, and then execute the rabbits or other small animals they caught.
All boys are trained by their fathers to hunt and fish, and they can personally skin the prey, distinguish which animal liver can be eaten directly, and learn to drill wood to make fire and other fire-making skills. These are all necessary skills for a man to survive.
Lurik is destined to learn these abilities, he is seven years old after all!
Otto wanted to slow down. Although his son is "Odin's blessing", he has great ambitions. Otto sometimes feels that his son is more kind than other children.
Being kind to friends is a good character. As a leader, will your subordinates feel that the leader is not strong and brave enough?
Suddenly Otto felt that the priest's decision meant something else.
Otto asked softly: "Ruriek~www.novelhall.com~ You are afraid... Tell me the truth."
"I... I am really scared."
"Don't be afraid, child. You are the leader of the future. Even if you are only seven years old, you must show your strength to others. Listen, a person who dares not kill a deer is a coward!"
"I am still a little worried..."
"Don't think too much, I will control the deer, when you pierce the sword into the deer's neck, you will be successful. You can't be afraid of blood! Listen, there will be many terrible enemies in the future that need you to chop them away. Head! If you are not brave now, you are not a hunter, but a prey."
Lurik didn't want to say that he was jealous when he saw a lot of blood. This is really normal for normal people. Just like a recruit, the first time he goes to the battlefield, he may even make diapers, but after more experience, he will not fear the corpses of his comrades, let alone blood and death.
Soldiers of any age are like this. Even the people on the long ship will face some obvious unfavorable battles, they will be afraid and will flee cowardly.
Lurik gritted his teeth, nodded deeply, and tried to be very brave: "I will execute the deer, I will not hesitate."
The words are so, Otto can still feel his son's worries.
It’s not surprising that there are only a few born warriors. For example, in children’s wrestling games, many children have to be stepped under the feet of the winner again and again to become brave.
This is Otto's own military action. He prefers to take the strong man about 30 years old. One reason is that they have enough experience and are brave and even long for blood!
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The festival has always been fixed on December 28th, because for areas with lower dimensions, the sun hurriedly sinks when only one side of the sun is exposed during the day.
The Franks celebrated Christmas three days ago. The major holidays are so close to each other that the Danes did not think much about it.
The position of the Ross tribe happened to be stuck on the edge of the Arctic Circle, and they could almost only see the only glimmer of the sun near the horizon on December 28.
The most important event of the Hanukkah of the various tribes is the large stone boat-shaped altar built by all the tribes. The priest lights a large number of oil lamps, killing sacrifices and praying to God. If Aurora descends every time, the gathered people will kneel down, as if only at this time, prayer can best be understood by God.
The great sacrifice of the Ross tribe was advanced a day. When the sun wiping the horizon barely fell on the 27th, all the residents of the tribe, as well as all the guests, cleaned themselves with soap purchased from the priest. They were best dressed. After eating a few bites of dried meat, he walked towards the huge stone ship altar at the edge of the Roseburg settlement.
Under the dim light, a large number of creeping shadows suddenly appeared on the snow-covered earth!
After a while, a large number of torches began to replace the evening glow.
After a while, a lot of fire suddenly appeared in the snow-covered oak forest, and the bonfire used as the lighting of the ritual venue was lit! New 81 Chinese network update the fastest computer terminal: https://
At this time, the aging Veria is also making final preparations.
With the help of the lower priests, she put on her thick clothes. She couldn't help but glance at the antler helmet that she had used for decades, which had been wiped clean, and swallowed hard.
She prayed silently: "When I can't wear it anymore, it is my death date. If I must die, let me die on the altar, under the light of Aurora!"
Suddenly, Bona hurried over: "High Priest, Sirius, the dog star, is almost in place, let's go."
Villa's heart sank, and he turned his head and said, "I'm about to leave! Let's go, Bona, help me hold my antler helmet..."
The cold and lonely fjord suddenly lit up, and the cold was the warmth of the world for the bonfire.
When Veria was supported by the lower priests and walked slowly to the tribe’s stone boat altar, more than four thousand people have gathered here at this moment! New 81 Chinese network update the fastest mobile terminal: https:/
There are more than 7,000 people and visitors of the Ross tribe. No matter which clan or tribe they belong to, Hanukkah is the same everywhere.
This time at the sacrifice, Rurik followed his mother closely as usual, mixing into the huge crowd.
All the Novgorod women who had married were already pregnant, and their slightly bulging belly was covered by a thick leather jacket.
When they married, they naturally became the new Russ. They once again participated in major tribal activities. Among the huge crowd, everyone was feeling that there were many people in the Varanga, and they also targeted those who insisted on carrying iron. The awe of men with helmets, bucklers and axes in their waists.
Peravina is like this. She is already gestating a new life. As a mother-to-be, she needs a sense of security the most. My husband is from Varang, and what Arik and other Varangians are very similar to is his strong physique. Look at the image of the person who is fully armed, as if he is not going to the altar, but to fight on the battlefield.
The wealthy warriors of the tribe are very happy to wear their own armors and terrifying weapons on the day of the festival.
For Lumia, she felt even stronger, and she couldn't help thinking about that horrible night.
All the murderers are here! I am among the murderers, like a poor deer, falling into the appetite of hunters at any time.
"People...many people...I'm afraid of getting separated from you. I'm afraid." Lumia, who was still wearing thick clothes, hung silver ornaments on the outside, tightly tugging at Rick's sleeves. She insisted on deliberately displaying her silver jewelry, so as those terrible warriors said, she was a servant with a master.
Lurik can understand the girl's fear.
"Don't worry, it's just a sacrifice. Hold on to me, no one will hurt you..."
Thousands of people gathered in the forest empty field full of bonfires, and soon the residents of the entire tribe would gather here. It is the first time that a herder like Lumia, who is accustomed to living in an empty world, has experienced the crowded sea of people.
Facing them, can the deer breeder have a chance to win?
As if all the deer breeders unite, they cannot defeat the Varangians. No one in the world can defeat them.
The Hanukkah festival this year is nothing special from previous years.
Lurik and his father’s close friends’ family members gathered together, and everyone paid particular attention to the brawny men carrying wooden boats.
Father Otto appears!
"Brothers, work hard!" Otto gave an order, and more than 30 people forcibly carried a boat without a mast.
Under the light of the lower priest holding the torch, they just carried the wooden boat into the altar, and slowly put it down in front of the high priest Veria.
Otto gasped for a while, and walked a distance on the string to let it down in the new river. It should be a young man's job.
As the leader, even if Otto is very old, he must do this forcibly.
He must insist, just like the priest Velia, she still wears a huge antler helmet almost dead.
Yes, now Veria is on crutches. While wearing a heavy leather jacket to keep warm, she covers her trembling legs.
The antler helmet is too heavy, and she really shows a strong sense of seriousness and mystery when she wears this on her head.
After a while, five top-quality reindeer were brought over.
They are reindeer that have been domesticated very well. Their eyes reveal that it doesn't matter. They stare at the turbulent crowd and hear the noise of the humans around them.
They don't seem to know that their end is coming.
The residents could not help discussing the grandeur of this sacrifice, and many people began to recall the great harvest of previous hunting operations.
Someone discussed the servant of the leader's son.
How can a humble servant be given silver jewelry inlaid with gems by Rülik? And this servant's clothes are better than ordinary girls of the tribe.
Lu Mia listened to others' comments on her character, a dangerous induction came into being, and she subconsciously grasped Rurik's leather jacket even more.
But her eyes quickly focused on the deer.
Deer! It's all my deer!
Mom and Dad, and younger siblings, you...
Everything is dreamy and incredible. Although I am fed and dressed comfortably now, my relatives were all killed by these Varangians, and the tragedy was released not long ago.
The deer on the altar are the witnesses of the tragedy, but these witnesses are about to be given death by the Varangans to honour their Odin.
Varyag people are celebrating their grand festival!
The sacrifice is about to begin!
Lu Mia tried her best to remain silent, only her tears turned into traces of being reflected by the bonfire.
Rested Otto approached the priest Veria and respectfully said: All the sacrifices are here, can we start? "
"No, wait."
"High priest, your sacred deer helmet is too heavy. Maybe we need to start quickly and end quickly."
Villa was a little upset, she slowly raised her head to look at the sky, and calmly said: "The position of the stars is not right. Now Aurora is not particularly bright, we have to wait. You don't have to worry about me, boss."
"Ok……"
"Boss, you should be prepared first, if you can..." Suddenly, Veria thought of something. "Leader, bring your son, and the servant."
"They? This..."
"Go!"
Otto didn't know the reason for Vilia's whim. He approached the crowd and quickly pulled Rurik and Lumia out.
The situation became extremely abrupt, and Rurik really couldn't figure out whether he had reached the point where he had to participate in the ceremony himself.
The sudden change made the waiting crowd very strange. A pair of eyes were fixed on the two small figures standing in front of the priest.
"Grandma...Why are we?" Rurik asked strangely.
Villa had a serious face, she commanded with a thick voice: "Now, kneel down!"
There was a strong sense of oppression in her voice. Without thinking at all, Rurik pulled Lumia to her knees.
"Leurik, now hand over your saber and give it to me."
After slowing down, Rurik did not rush to draw his sword, and hurriedly asked: "My sword? Why?"
"Stupid boy!" She snapped, "This is the first sword made with Odin's wisdom. Our tribe has already acquired Odin's wisdom. We must take this opportunity to express our gratitude."
"It turned out to be so."
Lurik obediently offered his steel sword, and Veria held it in his hand, watching the cold light of its blade, not only a moment of admiration.
"Grandma, afterwards we..."
"You cut the deer's neck!" Veria said suddenly.
"Huh? I... what am I going to do?"
"Did you not hear me clearly?" Villa continued to order in a low voice, "The child who received Odin's blessing, I thought for a while, this year's ceremony requires your personal participation. You must use this sword to execute all sacrifices. Wait a moment. I will communicate with Valhalla on behalf of the tribe, and you will personally deliver the sacrifice to Odin."
"This……"
"Listen, this is your mission. You must participate in the next big sacrifice. And your servant..." Veria looked at Lumia, who was trembling on her knees.
"Lu Mia, servant of the blesser of Odin, look up!"
Lu Mia was taken aback first, and quickly raised her head obediently.
"You used to raise these deer, and now your master will sacrifice the deer to Odin. You want to help your master complete this sacrifice, do you understand?"
"I...I understand."
Villa nodded in satisfaction and motioned for the two to get up.
These requirements were very sudden. According to the plan, Otto himself performed the work of killing deer as usual.
After all, the leader himself represents the entire tribe.
Thinking about it now, although the priest's decision is abrupt, it makes sense.
With a big hand on Rurik's shoulder, Otto can already feel his son's tension.
Leurik, he was the kind of ordinary person who had eaten only meat before crossing. He hadn't even killed a chicken. His greatest achievement was to use a slingshot to blast the head of a house mouse that ran into his house. Destroying a mouse, he didn't feel anything terrible at all, watching the mouse twitch before he died, a kind of successful hunting came to his mind!
Large livestock? ! This……
More than a thousand years later, livestock and poultry breeding has been industrialized, and the slaughtering work has also been mechanized in the meat factory.
You Dao is a gentleman Yuan Bing Chu. When I occasionally see the video of the Roulian Factory, ordinary people will at least respond in their hearts. For this reason, meat factories in various places have upgraded their equipment. The so-called electric current electrocution of livestock and poultry, followed by bloodletting treatment, the so-called tens of millimeters to end the suffering of animals, it is called humane.
Interesting thing. Thousands of years later, the descendants of the Varangians who claim to be the world's most ardent humanity and the most environmentally friendly, their ancestors are recognized as a symbol of barbarism and brutal force.
After all, livestock and poultry have a **** end, but this will not affect the pleasure of eating stewed meat and barbecue.
It's crazy that a seven-year-old kid went to execute a deer whose shoulder height was higher than his head!
But the original Varanga people are like this.
Warriors will order their children to chop off the fish heads, and then execute the rabbits or other small animals they caught.
All boys are trained by their fathers to hunt and fish, and they can personally skin the prey, distinguish which animal liver can be eaten directly, and learn to drill wood to make fire and other fire-making skills. These are all necessary skills for a man to survive.
Lurik is destined to learn these abilities, he is seven years old after all!
Otto wanted to slow down. Although his son is "Odin's blessing", he has great ambitions. Otto sometimes feels that his son is more kind than other children.
Being kind to friends is a good character. As a leader, will your subordinates feel that the leader is not strong and brave enough?
Suddenly Otto felt that the priest's decision meant something else.
Otto asked softly: "Ruriek~www.novelhall.com~ You are afraid... Tell me the truth."
"I... I am really scared."
"Don't be afraid, child. You are the leader of the future. Even if you are only seven years old, you must show your strength to others. Listen, a person who dares not kill a deer is a coward!"
"I am still a little worried..."
"Don't think too much, I will control the deer, when you pierce the sword into the deer's neck, you will be successful. You can't be afraid of blood! Listen, there will be many terrible enemies in the future that need you to chop them away. Head! If you are not brave now, you are not a hunter, but a prey."
Lurik didn't want to say that he was jealous when he saw a lot of blood. This is really normal for normal people. Just like a recruit, the first time he goes to the battlefield, he may even make diapers, but after more experience, he will not fear the corpses of his comrades, let alone blood and death.
Soldiers of any age are like this. Even the people on the long ship will face some obvious unfavorable battles, they will be afraid and will flee cowardly.
Lurik gritted his teeth, nodded deeply, and tried to be very brave: "I will execute the deer, I will not hesitate."
The words are so, Otto can still feel his son's worries.
It’s not surprising that there are only a few born warriors. For example, in children’s wrestling games, many children have to be stepped under the feet of the winner again and again to become brave.
This is Otto's own military action. He prefers to take the strong man about 30 years old. One reason is that they have enough experience and are brave and even long for blood!
The festival has always been fixed on December 28th, because for areas with lower dimensions, the sun hurriedly sinks when only one side of the sun is exposed during the day. The Franks celebrated Christmas three days ago. The major holidays are so close to each other that the Danes did not think much about it. The position of the Ross tribe happened to be stuck on the edge of the Arctic Circle, and they could almost only see the only glimmer of the sun near the horizon on December 28.The most important event of the Hanukkah of the various tribes is the large stone boat-shaped altar built by all the tribes. The priest lights a large number of oil lamps, killing sacrifices and praying to God. If Aurora descends every time, the gathered people will kneel down, as if only at this time, prayer can best be understood by God.The great sacrifice of the Ross tribe was advanced a day. When the sun wiping the horizon barely fell on the 27th, all the residents of the tribe, as well as all the guests, cleaned themselves with soap purchased from the priest. They were best dressed. After eating a few bites of dried meat, he walked towards the huge stone ship altar at the edge of the Roseburg settlement. Under the dim light, a large number of creeping shadows suddenly appeared on the snow-covered earth! After a while, a large number of torches began to replace the evening glow. After a while, a lot of fire suddenly appeared in the snow-covered oak forest, and the bonfire used as the lighting of the ritual venue was lit! New 81 Chinese network update the fastest computer terminal: https:// At this time, the aging Veria is also making final preparations. With the help of the lower priests, she put on her thick clothes. She couldn't help but glance at the antler helmet that she had used for decades, which had been wiped clean, and swallowed hard. She prayed silently: "When I can't wear it anymore, it is my death date. If I must die, let me die on the altar, under the light of Aurora!" Suddenly, Bona hurried over: "High Priest, Sirius, the dog star, is almost in place, let's go."Villa's heart sank, and he turned his head and said, "I'm about to leave! Let's go, Bona, help me hold my antler helmet..." The cold and lonely fjord suddenly lit up, and the cold was the warmth of the world for the bonfire. When Veria was supported by the lower priests and walked slowly to the tribe's stone boat altar, more than four thousand people have gathered here at this moment! New 81 Chinese network update the fastest mobile terminal: https:/ There are more than 7,000 people and visitors of the Ross tribe. No matter which clan or tribe they belong to, Hanukkah is the same everywhere. This time at the sacrifice, Rurik followed his mother closely as usual, mixing into the huge crowd. All the Novgorod women who had married were already pregnant, and their slightly bulging belly was covered by a thick leather jacket.When they married, they naturally became the new Russ. They once again participated in major tribal activities. Among the huge crowd, everyone was feeling that there were many people in the Varanga, and they also targeted those who insisted on carrying iron. The awe of men with helmets, bucklers and axes in their waists.Peravina is like this. She is already gestating a new life. As a mother-to-be, she needs a sense of security the most. My husband is from Varang, and what Arik and other Varangians are very similar to is his strong physique. Look at the image of the person who is fully armed, as if he is not going to the altar, but to fight on the battlefield.The wealthy warriors of the tribe are very happy to wear their own armors and terrifying weapons on the day of the festival. For Lumia, she felt even stronger, and she couldn't help thinking about that horrible night.All the murderers are here! I am among the murderers, like a poor deer, falling into the appetite of hunters at any time. "People...many people...I'm afraid of getting separated from you. I'm afraid." Lumia, who was still wearing thick clothes, hung silver ornaments on the outside, tightly tugging at Rick's sleeves. She insisted on deliberately displaying her silver jewelry, so as those terrible warriors said, she was a servant with a master.Lurik can understand the girl's fear. "Don't worry, it's just a sacrifice. Hold on to me, no one will hurt you..." Thousands of people gathered in the forest empty field full of bonfires, and soon the residents of the entire tribe would gather here. It is the first time that a herder like Lumia, who is accustomed to living in an empty world, has experienced the crowded sea of people. Facing them, can the deer breeder have a chance to win? As if all the deer breeders unite, they cannot defeat the Varangians. No one in the world can defeat them. The Hanukkah festival this year is nothing special from previous years.Lurik and his father's close friends' family members gathered together, and everyone paid particular attention to the brawny men carrying wooden boats. Father Otto appears! "Brothers, work hard!" Otto gave an order, and more than 30 people forcibly carried a boat without a mast. Under the light of the lower priest holding the torch, they just carried the wooden boat into the altar, and slowly put it down in front of the high priest Veria. Otto gasped for a while, and walked a distance on the string to let it down in the new river. It should be a young man's job.As the leader, even if Otto is very old, he must do this forcibly. He must insist, just like the priest Velia, she still wears a huge antler helmet almost dead. Yes, now Veria is on crutches. While wearing a heavy leather jacket to keep warm, she covers her trembling legs. The antler helmet is too heavy, and she really shows a strong sense of seriousness and mystery when she wears this on her head. After a while, five top-quality reindeer were brought over. They are reindeer that have been domesticated very well. Their eyes reveal that it doesn't matter. They stare at the turbulent crowd and hear the noise of the humans around them. They don't seem to know that their end is coming. The residents could not help discussing the grandeur of this sacrifice, and many people began to recall the great harvest of previous hunting operations. Someone discussed the servant of the leader's son. How can a humble servant be given silver jewelry inlaid with gems by Rlik? And this servant's clothes are better than ordinary girls of the tribe. Lu Mia listened to others' comments on her character, a dangerous induction came into being, and she subconsciously grasped Rurik's leather jacket even more. But her eyes quickly focused on the deer. Deer! It's all my deer! Mom and Dad, and younger siblings, you...Everything is dreamy and incredible. Although I am fed and dressed comfortably now, my relatives were all killed by these Varangians, and the tragedy was released not long ago. The deer on the altar are the witnesses of the tragedy, but these witnesses are about to be given death by the Varangans to honour their Odin.Varyag people are celebrating their grand festival! The sacrifice is about to begin! Lu Mia tried her best to remain silent, only her tears turned into traces of being reflected by the bonfire. Rested Otto approached the priest Veria and respectfully said: All the sacrifices are here, can we start? " "No, wait." "High priest, your sacred deer helmet is too heavy. Maybe we need to start quickly and end quickly."Villa was a little upset, she slowly raised her head to look at the sky, and calmly said: "The position of the stars is not right. Now Aurora is not particularly bright, we have to wait. You don't have to worry about me, boss." "Ok" "Boss, you should be prepared first, if you can..." Suddenly, Veria thought of something. "Leader, bring your son, and the servant." "They? This..." "Go!" Otto didn't know the reason for Vilia's whim. He approached the crowd and quickly pulled Rurik and Lumia out.The situation became extremely abrupt, and Rurik really couldn't figure out whether he had reached the point where he had to participate in the ceremony himself. The sudden change made the waiting crowd very strange. A pair of eyes were fixed on the two small figures standing in front of the priest. "Grandma...Why are we?" Rurik asked strangely.Villa had a serious face, she commanded with a thick voice: "Now, kneel down!" There was a strong sense of oppression in her voice. Without thinking at all, Rurik pulled Lumia to her knees. "Leurik, now hand over your saber and give it to me." After slowing down, Rurik did not rush to draw his sword, and hurriedly asked: "My sword? Why?" "Stupid boy!" She snapped, "This is the first sword made with Odin's wisdom. Our tribe has already acquired Odin's wisdom. We must take this opportunity to express our gratitude." "It turned out to be so."Lurik obediently offered his steel sword, and Veria held it in his hand, watching the cold light of its blade, not only a moment of admiration. "Grandma, afterwards we..." "You cut the deer's neck!" Veria said suddenly. "Huh? I... what am I going to do?""Did you not hear me clearly?" Villa continued to order in a low voice, "The child who received Odin's blessing, I thought for a while, this year's ceremony requires your personal participation. You must use this sword to execute all sacrifices. Wait a moment. I will communicate with Valhalla on behalf of the tribe, and you will personally deliver the sacrifice to Odin." "This" "Listen, this is your mission. You must participate in the next big sacrifice. And your servant..." Veria looked at Lumia, who was trembling on her knees. "Lu Mia, servant of the blesser of Odin, look up!" Lu Mia was taken aback first, and quickly raised her head obediently. "You used to raise these deer, and now your master will sacrifice the deer to Odin. You want to help your master complete this sacrifice, do you understand?" "I...I understand."Villa nodded in satisfaction and motioned for the two to get up. These requirements were very sudden. According to the plan, Otto himself performed the work of killing deer as usual. After all, the leader himself represents the entire tribe. Thinking about it now, although the priest's decision is abrupt, it makes sense. With a big hand on Rurik's shoulder, Otto can already feel his son's tension. Leurik, he was the kind of ordinary person who had eaten only meat before crossing. He hadn't even killed a chicken. His greatest achievement was to use a slingshot to blast the head of a house mouse that ran into his house. Destroying a mouse, he didn't feel anything terrible at all, watching the mouse twitch before he died, a kind of successful hunting came to his mind!Large livestock? ! This More than a thousand years later, livestock and poultry breeding has been industrialized, and the slaughtering work has also been mechanized in the meat factory.You Dao is a gentleman Yuan Bing Chu. When I occasionally see the video of the Roulian Factory, ordinary people will at least respond in their hearts. For this reason, meat factories in various places have upgraded their equipment. The so-called electric current electrocution of livestock and poultry, followed by bloodletting treatment, the so-called tens of millimeters to end the suffering of animals, it is called humane. Interesting thing. Thousands of years later, the descendants of the Varangians who claim to be the world's most ardent humanity and the most environmentally friendly, their ancestors are recognized as a symbol of barbarism and brutal force. After all, livestock and poultry have a **** end, but this will not affect the pleasure of eating stewed meat and barbecue. It's crazy that a seven-year-old kid went to execute a deer whose shoulder height was higher than his head! But the original Varanga people are like this. Warriors will order their children to chop off the fish heads, and then execute the rabbits or other small animals they caught. All boys are trained by their fathers to hunt and fish, and they can personally skin the prey, distinguish which animal liver can be eaten directly, and learn to drill wood to make fire and other fire-making skills. These are all necessary skills for a man to survive.Lurik is destined to learn these abilities, he is seven years old after all! Otto wanted to slow down. Although his son is "Odin's blessing", he has great ambitions. Otto sometimes feels that his son is more kind than other children. Being kind to friends is a good character. As a leader, will your subordinates feel that the leader is not strong and brave enough? Suddenly Otto felt that the priest's decision meant something else. Otto asked softly: "Ruriek~www.novelhall.com~ You are afraid... Tell me the truth." "I... I am really scared." "Don't be afraid, child. You are the leader of the future. Even if you are only seven years old, you must show your strength to others. Listen, a person who dares not kill a deer is a coward!" "I am still a little worried...""Don't think too much, I will control the deer, when you pierce the sword into the deer's neck, you will be successful. You can't be afraid of blood! Listen, there will be many terrible enemies in the future that need you to chop them away. Head! If you are not brave now, you are not a hunter, but a prey."Lurik didn't want to say that he was jealous when he saw a lot of blood. This is really normal for normal people. Just like a recruit, the first time he goes to the battlefield, he may even make diapers, but after more experience, he will not fear the corpses of his comrades, let alone blood and death. Soldiers of any age are like this. Even the people on the long ship will face some obvious unfavorable battles, they will be afraid and will flee cowardly.Lurik gritted his teeth, nodded deeply, and tried to be very brave: "I will execute the deer, I will not hesitate."The words are so, Otto can still feel his son's worries. It's not surprising that there are only a few born warriors. For example, in children's wrestling games, many children have to be stepped under the feet of the winner again and again to become brave. This is Otto's own military action. He prefers to take the strong man about 30 years old. One reason is that they have enough experience and are brave and even long for blood!
