Chapter 396: The birth of a kingdom
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A majestic ship raised its magnificent spinnaker, and the ship changed sails to the Merlaren wharf. Aphrora's heroic posture stood out from the crowd, eclipsing the other ships moored at the wharf.
The leaders of all the tribes in the alliance have arrived, and the leaders, large and small, with their entourage, have already lived in the Mellaren Bazaar.
They all know that the leader has set up a tavern by himself, where ale and even some rare spirits are sold. In order to earn more money, Origen thought of some tricks after his order, so that batches of strong ale were blended, which really won the favor of the visitors.
The leaders deliberately went to the wheat tavern to inquire about the news. No, they really learned some news about the Ross people.
The big ship has been docked at Gould Island. The leaders, especially the leader of the Unkras tribe, Ungriffe, who really satiated to visit the "defection" Gould family, did not want to make mistakes. The location appreciates the majesty of the big ship.
Rumors have been flying in the market for a long time. Everyone said that the big ship was actually a kind of warship. As long as she ran into a certain target, she would smash it easily, and she would participate in the battle in this way.
Finally, on May 1st of the agreed Julian calendar, they no longer have to be bothered by rumors, and they can watch the Aphrodite arrive at Merlaren Pier without losing face.
The Aphrora is docked at the trestle bridge dedicated to cargo ships. Her relatively flat bottom occupies a large area. Since it is currently empty, her maximum draft is about one meter.
A group of fighters were ordered to garrison in the ship. Before the alliance ends, their food and drink Lazard will be settled in the ship. The job of these people is to be on guard to prevent those who are good at doing damage to the ship while observing.
A batch of ropes were towed to the muddy shore and tied to wooden stakes that were knocked deep into the mud.
A wooden board nailed up the steps was put down, Otto, after more than ten years, he finally set foot on the territory of the Mellaren people again.
"Well, not bad."
He was in a good mood. He didn't care about the large crowds of Mellaren, and he didn't even care about the messengers of allies and tribes who got involved.
He was wearing a chain mail, with the gem-encrusted sword hanging from his waist. On his head was a dark yellow bronze helmet decorated with a circle of white mink wool. His shoulders are also shawls made of polar bear skin, and some cloth strips printed and dyed in blue are wrapped around his body to tie up various parts.
Otto's outfit has a very strong blue-and-white tone, including Rurik and Carlotta who attended the meeting, and they also wore the same outfit. Even the entourage warriors, they wear at least a gray and white linen cloak, on which there is also a clear interlaced blue and white tones.
This group of people amazed others as soon as they appeared.
People whispered and whispered about the very uniform dress of the Ross. Because the day before, the leader Olekin and his "black army" took their "black weapons" to parade in the streets and alleys of Mellaren.
The Ross people are here, and the blue and white tones obviously make everyone feel a little more affinity.
All this is Rurik's decision, even if Otto felt it was unnecessary at first. Since Gould Island has enough linen materials, it makes sense to quickly create a batch of symbols representing Rose.
"Dad, let's go. Leave their attention alone." Rurik urged.
"Well, we are really special."
Otto held his sword hilt in his hand, his steps were firm and bold. Sixteen guards, headed by Jeflo, lined up in an oval. They walked through the muddy streets of Mälaren and headed straight for Oligin’s mansion. They unceremoniously shoved anyone who stood in the way, or scolded them to leave, the energy of showing off is no worse than Origen.
"What do you look like? This is the territory of the Mellaren people..."
"Let's go, I don't want to provoke these Ross people."
"Look, their clothes are more gorgeous than the leader's private soldiers. They still have big ships! The Ross people really can't be underestimated these years."
"Oh, I hope they are also brave on the battlefield..."
The strange whispers of the Mellaren people listened to Rurik's ears. He noticed that his father's expression was a little irritable. Could it be that he was bothered by these unkind rumors?
This is discrimination. Even though everyone belongs to an alliance, the alliance does not rely on the so-called "friendship" to maintain it. Mellaren treats other tribes with arrogance. They do have arrogant capital. Is this kind of capital sustainable?
Perhaps the actions of the Ross people today have deeply stimulated their three views.
On the other hand, Origen has quickly changed his mansion into a meeting place.
The alliance will be divided into two parts. The first part is for all the leaders to gather together to discuss substantive matters. The second part will make the "hui alliance" sacred and possess legal principles at the altar.
Most of the leaders have already arrived, but the Ross people arrived last.
This is not a ruthless ruth by the Roths, it is entirely because it takes a little time to wear these gorgeous outfits, and the Roths have to start from Gould Island, and do not want other leaders to stay overnight in Melaren.
A large group of black guards, with bucklers and short spears on their backs, stood like sculptures under the wooden walls of the Orekin mansion. Not to mention, the actions of the Mälaren people really made Rurik's eyes bright.
"Do you know Origen about honors? I thought you were the one who ordered you when you were in war, like a group of wild boars screaming and charging." Rurik thought.
After a brief negotiation, the guards were surprised and welcomed a group of Ross people into the wooden wall.
After a while, the large-scale guards of the Ross people were all arranged to lead troops in a lounge, and only Otto, Lurik and Carlota were able to enter the official alliance scene.
So will the Huimeng site be a magnificent place? In fact, this is not the case at all.
Rurik looked at the large-scale, unimaginative long house with a long doorway, and he kept his mouth open.
Otto did not, he didn't remember that Oligin had such a strange mansion in his mind.
A large number of wooden columns support this huge long house. At this moment, there are a large number of oil lamps standing indoors, relying entirely on the lighting of these lights. Even if the outdoor sunlight is not bad, Rurik always feels that he has entered a cave.
It's not the first time he has been here. The place where he signed the agreement last year was here. Didn't he think that Origen would unimaginatively put the league scene here?
"How come there is a feeling of holding a black meeting? It's a conspiracy, can't he find a magnanimous place?"
Rurik's complaint was pressed in his heart, he actually knew himself, because legally he, as the successor of the leader of the Rus tribe, would not have the right to participate in this meeting if it was not for Origen's name.
A bonfire was lit on the sandy ground indoors, and the leaders of the tribes sat around the bonfire. Among them, Origen was the most noble.
The Ross people have finally arrived, their special dresses are still bright in the darker room.
Origen pretended to be displeased and raised his gold crowned head: "Otto, maybe I should send an envoy to pick you up in Gould Island. You are late."
"I'm late, have you affected the League?" Otto said bluntly. It seemed to others that there was a contradiction between the two leaders.
Origen tut the most, watching Otto sit on a vacant leather cushion in a familiar posture. In the same way, Carlotta and Rurik were also sitting on the prepared cushions.
The visit of the two children caused an uproar in an instant.
Olekin stretched out his hands to calm everyone’s doubts as if they were talking: “Don’t doubt, they are Rurik and Carlota, I just told you about it. Rurik is the next leader of Ross, and Carlotta is the female leader of Ostara."
Oke, the leader of the Gran tribe, pursed his lips and shook his head vigorously: "This is ridiculous. The Ostras have been wiped out by the Danes, and if we Grans did not withdraw early, we would all have died."
"It's you! Gran!" Carlotta's wound was opened, and she cursed with her fingers outstretched: "You Gran are cowards! At least we Aostala resisted, we can't beat them alone. An army of a thousand people, and you! You are not even willing to help, you even slaughter our evacuated refugees."
This matter is indeed a fault for the Granites, and the tribe leaders who also live in the south of the tiny tribes, who are also part of the fleeing fear of the enemy, will not say anything.
Grand Chief Oak shrugged: "What's the matter? We are alive, you are finished."
"No! There are still many people alive in Ostara, our strength is recovering, I am not dead!"
Rurik was a little speechless, if she hadn't pulled the angry little girl by herself, she would have rushed to desperately desperately.
Carlotta was like an irritated little wolf, with a trace of cute ferociousness, but it was seen by the leader of the Yelmarron Wendson.
"Unexpectedly, a girl can be a leader. The Ostras are a powerful tribe, but they have fallen into such a field. This shows that our enemies are very strong. To defeat them, we must end all disagreements. Really unite." Wenderson said this to Carlotta on behalf of the Yilmaren.
The old man called himself the leader of Yilmalun, and Carlotta's head buzzed, "My tribe! There are some tribesmen who have gone to you Yilmalun, can you return them to me?"
"You?" Wenderson narrowed his eyes.
"Yes. They are my people."
"No, child, everything has changed." Wenderson shook his head: "My priest did a ritual. Some of the women who fled in Ostara have become women of my tribe. They usually have children after they remarried. Sorry, I cannot return them to you. However, I can promise to treat them kindly."
When a sudden hope was dashed, Carlotta sighed and thought about it. It wasn't too bad.
Otto looked at this old guy, he didn't have the impression of him in his mind.
This person's words revealed a fact-they already knew that the alliance would start a war.
Not only war, but in fact Olekin has already become king, and he informed the leaders when the Rus were absent.
So, will Olekin become king, will it cause any uproar? Of course not!
Because each leader can't judge "king" and "leader" at all, and where the high and low of the two words are embodied.
As if supporting him as the leader, what's wrong with continuing to support him as the king? Life is the same after all.
Olekin revealed the war, so-called raising a banner of "revenge for Ostara", and now he once again emphasized this point.
He coughed vigorously and raised his proud and aging head: "We are going to start a war to avenge the dead Aostalas! I also want to regain control of the southern river area and regain our pasture! Completely sweep away the power of Gotland and Denmark. However, we mainly pay the Ostala people!"
Listening to the king's generous statement, Carlotta was already crying with excitement, but with the previous "beaten", she was smart enough to know that she must depend on the Ross people, especially the men who depend on her.
Carlota Birurik is actually two years older, and she will be twelve years old in more than a year. According to the usual customs of the tribes, men and women have grown up at this age. She didn't have to wait too long, Liurik had been an adult in only two years. By then, she was waiting for her big marriage. With a great opportunity to be a mother, the croaking of a baby boy would finally lay the true foundation for Ostara's revival.
Olekin doesn't want to talk nonsense anymore. You can talk about all kinds of matters later. At the moment, he has to announce a major event verbally in addition to "dictating verbally."
Olekin stood up directly and suddenly drew out his beautiful short sword, so that all the other leaders stood up and looked at Olikin's excited face.
He raised his sword high, the sword reached the roof beam, and he generously said: "Brothers! The era of the alliance is over, and the era of our kingdom has begun. We are no longer the Swea tribe alliance, but Swea kingdom!"
Here, Olekin mentioned a new word invented by him, that is, "Svjariga", which is a compound word, which means "Kingdom of Swaya", or "Kingdom of Sweden".
The leaders of the tribes have no idea about this word. Compared with the name of the previous alliance, this word is obviously more concise, but is there any difference between the two? Isn't he Mellaren still holding the most power?
But Rurik could hear the meaning of the word.
"Sweden? From now on we have entered the age of the Kingdom of Sweden? Is the tribal alliance really over here?" It is irrefutable that Rurik knew that standing in this dim long house was clearly witnessing a brand new The beginning of the era.
It's just that the beginning is nothing to do with gorgeousness and glory, and it is not even clear that Olekin's decision to proclaim the king and the so-called establishment of the country can arouse the cheers of the leaders.
Obviously, these things are not as important as the war.
Rurik's eyes widened, thinking of the Northern Crusade, the Thirty Years' War, the Great Northern War, and so on in his mind. All the greatness and glory have a small beginning, and now the various residents of the Svealand Plain around Lake Mälaren, can they think of their own ability to become rich and powerful and eventually become an existence that overwhelms Denmark.
Oh~www.novelhall.com~ is the first appearance of Sweden in the form of a kingdom, which will inevitably cause Ross to leave.
Rurik still stared, and he saw the other leaders cheerfully congratulating "Svjariga" as a good name, with a clear consonance.
Rurik wanted to play a lot. If anyone broke the league first, it was Mellaren himself.
It is Oligin, the Mellaren people he represents no longer need an alliance. Olegin must be longing for kingship, and his successors will fight for kingship further. For this power, do the Ross people fight for it?
Forget it! The Ross people are not the servants of the Mellaren, let alone the vassals of the so-called Kingdom of Sweden.
Rurik also saw that a leader can declare a king and establish a kingdom at will, how can he not do it?
"One day, I can advertise everywhere that I am the King of Rus. I can let my own people, Novgorods, Kovins, or other ethnic groups recognize my power. Oh, maybe it is more appropriate to call myself a prince or even the Grand Duke of Rus. . When I become stronger one day, why don’t I call myself Caesar or Augustus? Or some higher rank."
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A majestic ship raised its magnificent spinnaker, and the ship changed sails to the Merlaren wharf. Aphrora's heroic posture stood out from the crowd, eclipsing the other ships moored at the wharf.
The leaders of all the tribes in the alliance have arrived, and the leaders, large and small, with their entourage, have already lived in the Mellaren Bazaar.
They all know that the leader has set up a tavern by himself, where ale and even some rare spirits are sold. In order to earn more money, Origen thought of some tricks after his order, so that batches of strong ale were blended, which really won the favor of the visitors.
The leaders deliberately went to the wheat tavern to inquire about the news. No, they really learned some news about the Ross people.
The big ship has been docked at Gould Island. The leaders, especially the leader of the Unkras tribe, Ungriffe, who really satiated to visit the "defection" Gould family, did not want to make mistakes. The location appreciates the majesty of the big ship.
Rumors have been flying in the market for a long time. Everyone said that the big ship was actually a kind of warship. As long as she ran into a certain target, she would smash it easily, and she would participate in the battle in this way.
Finally, on May 1st of the agreed Julian calendar, they no longer have to be bothered by rumors, and they can watch the Aphrodite arrive at Merlaren Pier without losing face.
The Aphrora is docked at the trestle bridge dedicated to cargo ships. Her relatively flat bottom occupies a large area. Since it is currently empty, her maximum draft is about one meter.
A group of fighters were ordered to garrison in the ship. Before the alliance ends, their food and drink Lazard will be settled in the ship. The job of these people is to be on guard to prevent those who are good at doing damage to the ship while observing.
A batch of ropes were towed to the muddy shore and tied to wooden stakes that were knocked deep into the mud.
A wooden board nailed up the steps was put down, Otto, after more than ten years, he finally set foot on the territory of the Mellaren people again.
"Well, not bad."
He was in a good mood. He didn't care about the large crowds of Mellaren, and he didn't even care about the messengers of allies and tribes who got involved.
He was wearing a chain mail, with the gem-encrusted sword hanging from his waist. On his head was a dark yellow bronze helmet decorated with a circle of white mink wool. His shoulders are also shawls made of polar bear skin, and some cloth strips printed and dyed in blue are wrapped around his body to tie up various parts.
Otto's outfit has a very strong blue-and-white tone, including Rurik and Carlotta who attended the meeting, and they also wore the same outfit. Even the entourage warriors, they wear at least a gray and white linen cloak, on which there is also a clear interlaced blue and white tones.
This group of people amazed others as soon as they appeared.
People whispered and whispered about the very uniform dress of the Ross. Because the day before, the leader Olekin and his "black army" took their "black weapons" to parade in the streets and alleys of Mellaren.
The Ross people are here, and the blue and white tones obviously make everyone feel a little more affinity.
All this is Rurik's decision, even if Otto felt it was unnecessary at first. Since Gould Island has enough linen materials, it makes sense to quickly create a batch of symbols representing Rose.
"Dad, let's go. Leave their attention alone." Rurik urged.
"Well, we are really special."
Otto held his sword hilt in his hand, his steps were firm and bold. Sixteen guards, headed by Jeflo, lined up in an oval. They walked through the muddy streets of Mälaren and headed straight for Oligin’s mansion. They unceremoniously shoved anyone who stood in the way, or scolded them to leave, the energy of showing off is no worse than Origen.
"What do you look like? This is the territory of the Mellaren people..."
"Let's go, I don't want to provoke these Ross people."
"Look, their clothes are more gorgeous than the leader's private soldiers. They still have big ships! The Ross people really can't be underestimated these years."
"Oh, I hope they are also brave on the battlefield..."
The strange whispers of the Mellaren people listened to Rurik's ears. He noticed that his father's expression was a little irritable. Could it be that he was bothered by these unkind rumors?
This is discrimination. Even though everyone belongs to an alliance, the alliance does not rely on the so-called "friendship" to maintain it. Mellaren treats other tribes with arrogance. They do have arrogant capital. Is this kind of capital sustainable?
Perhaps the actions of the Ross people today have deeply stimulated their three views.
On the other hand, Origen has quickly changed his mansion into a meeting place.
The alliance will be divided into two parts. The first part is for all the leaders to gather together to discuss substantive matters. The second part will make the "hui alliance" sacred and possess legal principles at the altar.
Most of the leaders have already arrived, but the Ross people arrived last.
This is not a ruthless ruth by the Roths, it is entirely because it takes a little time to wear these gorgeous outfits, and the Roths have to start from Gould Island, and do not want other leaders to stay overnight in Melaren.
A large group of black guards, with bucklers and short spears on their backs, stood like sculptures under the wooden walls of the Orekin mansion. Not to mention, the actions of the Mälaren people really made Rurik's eyes bright.
"Do you know Origen about honors? I thought you were the one who ordered you when you were in war, like a group of wild boars screaming and charging." Rurik thought.
After a brief negotiation, the guards were surprised and welcomed a group of Ross people into the wooden wall.
After a while, the large-scale guards of the Ross people were all arranged to lead troops in a lounge, and only Otto, Lurik and Carlota were able to enter the official alliance scene.
So will the Huimeng site be a magnificent place? In fact, this is not the case at all.
Rurik looked at the large-scale, unimaginative long house with a long doorway, and he kept his mouth open.
Otto did not, he didn't remember that Oligin had such a strange mansion in his mind.
A large number of wooden columns support this huge long house. At this moment, there are a large number of oil lamps standing indoors, relying entirely on the lighting of these lights. Even if the outdoor sunlight is not bad, Rurik always feels that he has entered a cave.
It's not the first time he has been here. The place where he signed the agreement last year was here. Didn't he think that Origen would unimaginatively put the league scene here?
"How come there is a feeling of holding a black meeting? It's a conspiracy, can't he find a magnanimous place?"
Rurik's complaint was pressed in his heart, he actually knew himself, because legally he, as the successor of the leader of the Rus tribe, would not have the right to participate in this meeting if it was not for Origen's name.
A bonfire was lit on the sandy ground indoors, and the leaders of the tribes sat around the bonfire. Among them, Origen was the most noble.
The Ross people have finally arrived, their special dresses are still bright in the darker room.
Origen pretended to be displeased and raised his gold crowned head: "Otto, maybe I should send an envoy to pick you up in Gould Island. You are late."
"I'm late, have you affected the League?" Otto said bluntly. It seemed to others that there was a contradiction between the two leaders.
Origen tut the most, watching Otto sit on a vacant leather cushion in a familiar posture. In the same way, Carlotta and Rurik were also sitting on the prepared cushions.
The visit of the two children caused an uproar in an instant.
Olekin stretched out his hands to calm everyone’s doubts as if they were talking: “Don’t doubt, they are Rurik and Carlota, I just told you about it. Rurik is the next leader of Ross, and Carlotta is the female leader of Ostara."
Oke, the leader of the Gran tribe, pursed his lips and shook his head vigorously: "This is ridiculous. The Ostras have been wiped out by the Danes, and if we Grans did not withdraw early, we would all have died."
"It's you! Gran!" Carlotta's wound was opened, and she cursed with her fingers outstretched: "You Gran are cowards! At least we Aostala resisted, we can't beat them alone. An army of a thousand people, and you! You are not even willing to help, you even slaughter our evacuated refugees."
This matter is indeed a fault for the Granites, and the tribe leaders who also live in the south of the tiny tribes, who are also part of the fleeing fear of the enemy, will not say anything.
Grand Chief Oak shrugged: "What's the matter? We are alive, you are finished."
"No! There are still many people alive in Ostara, our strength is recovering, I am not dead!"
Rurik was a little speechless, if she hadn't pulled the angry little girl by herself, she would have rushed to desperately desperately.
Carlotta was like an irritated little wolf, with a trace of cute ferociousness, but it was seen by the leader of the Yelmarron Wendson.
"Unexpectedly, a girl can be a leader. The Ostras are a powerful tribe, but they have fallen into such a field. This shows that our enemies are very strong. To defeat them, we must end all disagreements. Really unite." Wenderson said this to Carlotta on behalf of the Yilmaren.
The old man called himself the leader of Yilmalun, and Carlotta's head buzzed, "My tribe! There are some tribesmen who have gone to you Yilmalun, can you return them to me?"
"You?" Wenderson narrowed his eyes.
"Yes. They are my people."
"No, child, everything has changed." Wenderson shook his head: "My priest did a ritual. Some of the women who fled in Ostara have become women of my tribe. They usually have children after they remarried. Sorry, I cannot return them to you. However, I can promise to treat them kindly."
When a sudden hope was dashed, Carlotta sighed and thought about it. It wasn't too bad.
Otto looked at this old guy, he didn't have the impression of him in his mind.
This person's words revealed a fact-they already knew that the alliance would start a war.
Not only war, but in fact Olekin has already become king, and he informed the leaders when the Rus were absent.
So, will Olekin become king, will it cause any uproar? Of course not!
Because each leader can't judge "king" and "leader" at all, and where the high and low of the two words are embodied.
As if supporting him as the leader, what's wrong with continuing to support him as the king? Life is the same after all.
Olekin revealed the war, so-called raising a banner of "revenge for Ostara", and now he once again emphasized this point.
He coughed vigorously and raised his proud and aging head: "We are going to start a war to avenge the dead Aostalas! I also want to regain control of the southern river area and regain our pasture! Completely sweep away the power of Gotland and Denmark. However, we mainly pay the Ostala people!"
Listening to the king's generous statement, Carlotta was already crying with excitement, but with the previous "beaten", she was smart enough to know that she must depend on the Ross people, especially the men who depend on her.
Carlota Birurik is actually two years older, and she will be twelve years old in more than a year. According to the usual customs of the tribes, men and women have grown up at this age. She didn't have to wait too long, Liurik had been an adult in only two years. By then, she was waiting for her big marriage. With a great opportunity to be a mother, the croaking of a baby boy would finally lay the true foundation for Ostara's revival.
Olekin doesn't want to talk nonsense anymore. You can talk about all kinds of matters later. At the moment, he has to announce a major event verbally in addition to "dictating verbally."
Olekin stood up directly and suddenly drew out his beautiful short sword, so that all the other leaders stood up and looked at Olikin's excited face.
He raised his sword high, the sword reached the roof beam, and he generously said: "Brothers! The era of the alliance is over, and the era of our kingdom has begun. We are no longer the Swea tribe alliance, but Swea kingdom!"
Here, Olekin mentioned a new word invented by him, that is, "Svjariga", which is a compound word, which means "Kingdom of Swaya", or "Kingdom of Sweden".
The leaders of the tribes have no idea about this word. Compared with the name of the previous alliance, this word is obviously more concise, but is there any difference between the two? Isn't he Mellaren still holding the most power?
But Rurik could hear the meaning of the word.
"Sweden? From now on we have entered the age of the Kingdom of Sweden? Is the tribal alliance really over here?" It is irrefutable that Rurik knew that standing in this dim long house was clearly witnessing a brand new The beginning of the era.
It's just that the beginning is nothing to do with gorgeousness and glory, and it is not even clear that Olekin's decision to proclaim the king and the so-called establishment of the country can arouse the cheers of the leaders.
Obviously, these things are not as important as the war.
Rurik's eyes widened, thinking of the Northern Crusade, the Thirty Years' War, the Great Northern War, and so on in his mind. All the greatness and glory have a small beginning, and now the various residents of the Svealand Plain around Lake Mälaren, can they think of their own ability to become rich and powerful and eventually become an existence that overwhelms Denmark.
Oh~www.novelhall.com~ is the first appearance of Sweden in the form of a kingdom, which will inevitably cause Ross to leave.
Rurik still stared, and he saw the other leaders cheerfully congratulating "Svjariga" as a good name, with a clear consonance.
Rurik wanted to play a lot. If anyone broke the league first, it was Mellaren himself.
It is Oligin, the Mellaren people he represents no longer need an alliance. Olegin must be longing for kingship, and his successors will fight for kingship further. For this power, do the Ross people fight for it?
Forget it! The Ross people are not the servants of the Mellaren, let alone the vassals of the so-called Kingdom of Sweden.
Rurik also saw that a leader can declare a king and establish a kingdom at will, how can he not do it?
"One day, I can advertise everywhere that I am the King of Rus. I can let my own people, Novgorods, Kovins, or other ethnic groups recognize my power. Oh, maybe it is more appropriate to call myself a prince or even the Grand Duke of Rus. . When I become stronger one day, why don’t I call myself Caesar or Augustus? Or some higher rank."
A majestic ship raised its magnificent spinnaker, and the ship changed sails to the Merlaren wharf. Aphrora's heroic posture stood out from the crowd, eclipsing the other ships moored at the wharf.The leaders of all the tribes in the alliance have arrived, and the leaders, large and small, with their entourage, have already lived in the Mellaren Bazaar.They all know that the leader has set up a tavern by himself, where ale and even some rare spirits are sold. In order to earn more money, Origen thought of some tricks after his order, so that batches of strong ale were blended, which really won the favor of the visitors.The leaders deliberately went to the wheat tavern to inquire about the news. No, they really learned some news about the Ross people.The big ship has been docked at Gould Island. The leaders, especially the leader of the Unkras tribe, Ungriffe, who really satiated to visit the "defection" Gould family, did not want to make mistakes. The location appreciates the majesty of the big ship.Rumors have been flying in the market for a long time. Everyone said that the big ship was actually a kind of warship. As long as she ran into a certain target, she would smash it easily, and she would participate in the battle in this way.Finally, on May 1st of the agreed Julian calendar, they no longer have to be bothered by rumors, and they can watch the Aphrodite arrive at Merlaren Pier without losing face.The Aphrora is docked at the trestle bridge dedicated to cargo ships. Her relatively flat bottom occupies a large area. Since it is currently empty, her maximum draft is about one meter.A group of fighters were ordered to garrison in the ship. Before the alliance ends, their food and drink Lazard will be settled in the ship. The job of these people is to be on guard to prevent those who are good at doing damage to the ship while observing.A batch of ropes were towed to the muddy shore and tied to wooden stakes that were knocked deep into the mud.A wooden board nailed up the steps was put down, Otto, after more than ten years, he finally set foot on the territory of the Mellaren people again."Well, not bad."He was in a good mood. He didn't care about the large crowds of Mellaren, and he didn't even care about the messengers of allies and tribes who got involved.He was wearing a chain mail, with the gem-encrusted sword hanging from his waist. On his head was a dark yellow bronze helmet decorated with a circle of white mink wool. His shoulders are also shawls made of polar bear skin, and some cloth strips printed and dyed in blue are wrapped around his body to tie up various parts.Otto's outfit has a very strong blue-and-white tone, including Rurik and Carlotta who attended the meeting, and they also wore the same outfit. Even the entourage warriors, they wear at least a gray and white linen cloak, on which there is also a clear interlaced blue and white tones.This group of people amazed others as soon as they appeared.People whispered and whispered about the very uniform dress of the Ross. Because the day before, the leader Olekin and his "black army" took their "black weapons" to parade in the streets and alleys of Mellaren.The Ross people are here, and the blue and white tones obviously make everyone feel a little more affinity.All this is Rurik's decision, even if Otto felt it was unnecessary at first. Since Gould Island has enough linen materials, it makes sense to quickly create a batch of symbols representing Rose."Dad, let's go. Leave their attention alone." Rurik urged."Well, we are really special."Otto held his sword hilt in his hand, his steps were firm and bold. Sixteen guards, headed by Jeflo, lined up in an oval. They walked through the muddy streets of Mlaren and headed straight for Oligin's mansion. They unceremoniously shoved anyone who stood in the way, or scolded them to leave, the energy of showing off is no worse than Origen."What do you look like? This is the territory of the Mellaren people...""Let's go, I don't want to provoke these Ross people.""Look, their clothes are more gorgeous than the leader's private soldiers. They still have big ships! The Ross people really can't be underestimated these years.""Oh, I hope they are also brave on the battlefield..."The strange whispers of the Mellaren people listened to Rurik's ears. He noticed that his father's expression was a little irritable. Could it be that he was bothered by these unkind rumors?This is discrimination. Even though everyone belongs to an alliance, the alliance does not rely on the so-called "friendship" to maintain it. Mellaren treats other tribes with arrogance. They do have arrogant capital. Is this kind of capital sustainable?Perhaps the actions of the Ross people today have deeply stimulated their three views.On the other hand, Origen has quickly changed his mansion into a meeting place.The alliance will be divided into two parts. The first part is for all the leaders to gather together to discuss substantive matters. The second part will make the "hui alliance" sacred and possess legal principles at the altar.Most of the leaders have already arrived, but the Ross people arrived last.This is not a ruthless ruth by the Roths, it is entirely because it takes a little time to wear these gorgeous outfits, and the Roths have to start from Gould Island, and do not want other leaders to stay overnight in Melaren.A large group of black guards, with bucklers and short spears on their backs, stood like sculptures under the wooden walls of the Orekin mansion. Not to mention, the actions of the Mlaren people really made Rurik's eyes bright."Do you know Origen about honors? I thought you were the one who ordered you when you were in war, like a group of wild boars screaming and charging." Rurik thought.After a brief negotiation, the guards were surprised and welcomed a group of Ross people into the wooden wall.After a while, the large-scale guards of the Ross people were all arranged to lead troops in a lounge, and only Otto, Lurik and Carlota were able to enter the official alliance scene.So will the Huimeng site be a magnificent place? In fact, this is not the case at all.Rurik looked at the large-scale, unimaginative long house with a long doorway, and he kept his mouth open.Otto did not, he didn't remember that Oligin had such a strange mansion in his mind.A large number of wooden columns support this huge long house. At this moment, there are a large number of oil lamps standing indoors, relying entirely on the lighting of these lights. Even if the outdoor sunlight is not bad, Rurik always feels that he has entered a cave.It's not the first time he has been here. The place where he signed the agreement last year was here. Didn't he think that Origen would unimaginatively put the league scene here?"How come there is a feeling of holding a black meeting? It's a conspiracy, can't he find a magnanimous place?"Rurik's complaint was pressed in his heart, he actually knew himself, because legally he, as the successor of the leader of the Rus tribe, would not have the right to participate in this meeting if it was not for Origen's name.A bonfire was lit on the sandy ground indoors, and the leaders of the tribes sat around the bonfire. Among them, Origen was the most noble.The Ross people have finally arrived, their special dresses are still bright in the darker room.Origen pretended to be displeased and raised his gold crowned head: "Otto, maybe I should send an envoy to pick you up in Gould Island. You are late.""I'm late, have you affected the League?" Otto said bluntly. It seemed to others that there was a contradiction between the two leaders.Origen tut the most, watching Otto sit on a vacant leather cushion in a familiar posture. In the same way, Carlotta and Rurik were also sitting on the prepared cushions.The visit of the two children caused an uproar in an instant.Olekin stretched out his hands to calm everyone's doubts as if they were talking: Don't doubt, they are Rurik and Carlota, I just told you about it. Rurik is the next leader of Ross, and Carlotta is the female leader of Ostara."Oke, the leader of the Gran tribe, pursed his lips and shook his head vigorously: "This is ridiculous. The Ostras have been wiped out by the Danes, and if we Grans did not withdraw early, we would all have died.""It's you! Gran!" Carlotta's wound was opened, and she cursed with her fingers outstretched: "You Gran are cowards! At least we Aostala resisted, we can't beat them alone. An army of a thousand people, and you! You are not even willing to help, you even slaughter our evacuated refugees."This matter is indeed a fault for the Granites, and the tribe leaders who also live in the south of the tiny tribes, who are also part of the fleeing fear of the enemy, will not say anything.Grand Chief Oak shrugged: "What's the matter? We are alive, you are finished.""No! There are still many people alive in Ostara, our strength is recovering, I am not dead!"Rurik was a little speechless, if she hadn't pulled the angry little girl by herself, she would have rushed to desperately desperately.Carlotta was like an irritated little wolf, with a trace of cute ferociousness, but it was seen by the leader of the Yelmarron Wendson."Unexpectedly, a girl can be a leader. The Ostras are a powerful tribe, but they have fallen into such a field. This shows that our enemies are very strong. To defeat them, we must end all disagreements. Really unite." Wenderson said this to Carlotta on behalf of the Yilmaren.The old man called himself the leader of Yilmalun, and Carlotta's head buzzed, "My tribe! There are some tribesmen who have gone to you Yilmalun, can you return them to me?""You?" Wenderson narrowed his eyes."Yes. They are my people.""No, child, everything has changed." Wenderson shook his head: "My priest did a ritual. Some of the women who fled in Ostara have become women of my tribe. They usually have children after they remarried. Sorry, I cannot return them to you. However, I can promise to treat them kindly."When a sudden hope was dashed, Carlotta sighed and thought about it. It wasn't too bad.Otto looked at this old guy, he didn't have the impression of him in his mind.This person's words revealed a fact-they already knew that the alliance would start a war.Not only war, but in fact Olekin has already become king, and he informed the leaders when the Rus were absent.So, will Olekin become king, will it cause any uproar? Of course not!Because each leader can't judge "king" and "leader" at all, and where the high and low of the two words are embodied.As if supporting him as the leader, what's wrong with continuing to support him as the king? Life is the same after all.Olekin revealed the war, so-called raising a banner of "revenge for Ostara", and now he once again emphasized this point.He coughed vigorously and raised his proud and aging head: "We are going to start a war to avenge the dead Aostalas! I also want to regain control of the southern river area and regain our pasture! Completely sweep away the power of Gotland and Denmark. However, we mainly pay the Ostala people!"Listening to the king's generous statement, Carlotta was already crying with excitement, but with the previous "beaten", she was smart enough to know that she must depend on the Ross people, especially the men who depend on her.Carlota Birurik is actually two years older, and she will be twelve years old in more than a year. According to the usual customs of the tribes, men and women have grown up at this age. She didn't have to wait too long, Liurik had been an adult in only two years. By then, she was waiting for her big marriage. With a great opportunity to be a mother, the croaking of a baby boy would finally lay the true foundation for Ostara's revival.Olekin doesn't want to talk nonsense anymore. You can talk about all kinds of matters later. At the moment, he has to announce a major event verbally in addition to "dictating verbally."Olekin stood up directly and suddenly drew out his beautiful short sword, so that all the other leaders stood up and looked at Olikin's excited face.He raised his sword high, the sword reached the roof beam, and he generously said: "Brothers! The era of the alliance is over, and the era of our kingdom has begun. We are no longer the Swea tribe alliance, but Swea kingdom!"Here, Olekin mentioned a new word invented by him, that is, "Svjariga", which is a compound word, which means "Kingdom of Swaya", or "Kingdom of Sweden".The leaders of the tribes have no idea about this word. Compared with the name of the previous alliance, this word is obviously more concise, but is there any difference between the two? Isn't he Mellaren still holding the most power?But Rurik could hear the meaning of the word."Sweden? From now on we have entered the age of the Kingdom of Sweden? Is the tribal alliance really over here?" It is irrefutable that Rurik knew that standing in this dim long house was clearly witnessing a brand new The beginning of the era.It's just that the beginning is nothing to do with gorgeousness and glory, and it is not even clear that Olekin's decision to proclaim the king and the so-called establishment of the country can arouse the cheers of the leaders.Obviously, these things are not as important as the war.Rurik's eyes widened, thinking of the Northern Crusade, the Thirty Years' War, the Great Northern War, and so on in his mind. All the greatness and glory have a small beginning, and now the various residents of the Svealand Plain around Lake Mlaren, can they think of their own ability to become rich and powerful and eventually become an existence that overwhelms Denmark.Oh~www.novelhall.com~ is the first appearance of Sweden in the form of a kingdom, which will inevitably cause Ross to leave.Rurik still stared, and he saw the other leaders cheerfully congratulating "Svjariga" as a good name, with a clear consonance.Rurik wanted to play a lot. If anyone broke the league first, it was Mellaren himself.It is Oligin, the Mellaren people he represents no longer need an alliance. Olegin must be longing for kingship, and his successors will fight for kingship further. For this power, do the Ross people fight for it?Forget it! The Ross people are not the servants of the Mellaren, let alone the vassals of the so-called Kingdom of Sweden.Rurik also saw that a leader can declare a king and establish a kingdom at will, how can he not do it?"One day, I can advertise everywhere that I am the King of Rus. I can let my own people, Novgorods, Kovins, or other ethnic groups recognize my power. Oh, maybe it is more appropriate to call myself a prince or even the Grand Duke of Rus. . When I become stronger one day, why don't I call myself Caesar or Augustus? Or some higher rank."
