Chapter 617 The King's Noble

Today, the ocean-going capabilities of the Ross fleet have surpassed this vast sea area, and their large fleet has been beyond the reach of the powerful Danish forces.

The war in Britain has come to an end. Although this year’s operation was initially aimed at helping the Balmers conquer their territory in Britain, since the local people are so weak, Rurik has really won a huge trophy this time, and even in the future for a stable food supply.

The fleets of the Viking coalition have gradually withdrawn from the Tame River and then the Trent River.

After they cleaned up the battlefield and revised the treaty with the king of Northumbria, it was almost time for them to return to their respective homes.

The Ouse River and the Trent River form a cove, where a huge fleet gathers.

It was a crisp autumn morning, the sun was shining brightly, and the cold and salty sea breeze continued to sweep the earth, and even people who claimed to be cold-resistant felt terrified.

Rurik was indeed a little worried about his future voyage.

The Balmers were taking short but crucial rests by the sea, while the Rus hurriedly collected river water for the arduous return journey.

Within Magnut's battalion commander, many elites gathered here.

Magnut, the bearded king of York, held aloft the silver cup plundered from the prince of Mercia, and drank the ale with you.

"Although this wine is not as good as the vodka that my son Rurik brought out, it is still wine. Let's toast to the victory!"

With him taking the lead, the family leaders of the Balmers drank.

Rurik was inspired by this atmosphere, and it was unavoidable. To be honest, he was eager to go home, drank a glass of ale, and endured a group of rough men to finish a song of the Northland.

He exclaimed: "Guys! We don't have time to linger here. Are you impatient for mass immigration? We're running out of time."

"He's right!" Gasherby's Geiger grinned. Look at this young man, his fair face is already flushed, and the alcohol has responded.

"It's time to go back. Today is our last rest." Magnut calmed down a little. As a king, he really knew that his family's power was not reliable. their support.

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He was facing Guyger: "Young man, you are going back to your hometown now, and you will move here with the people. Just start a new farm in the area of ​​Lindsay. You are the most passionate about farming, Lindsay's. There is enough land for your harvest."

"It's natural." Geiger patted his chest: "The Britons in this place, Lindsay, are not completely under our control. I know what you mean, and you also asked our brothers in Gasheby to help you bring the local People clean up again."

At this moment, Magnut did not hesitate, and said with a smile: "I am the king now, and I can set up vassals according to the habits of the local kingdom. Geiger, your father is too old, you kid in the war. Brave brothers can see it. I have decided that you will be Earl Lindsay of our York Kingdom."

Um? Is it so easy to confer a nobleman?

Rurik had no intention of drinking, but only thought that his own people had collected fresh water and left quickly. For example, in this so-called meeting, cousin Arik didn't have time to make peace.

Rurik remained silent for a while, watching the reaction of the reform out of the corner of his eyes.

However, looking at this reform, the burn on his arm was smeared with spirits, and the injury did not develop further, and the wound had begun to scab. It's just that other people who were scalded in the attack on Tamworth are now "burning cremation" because of their illness and death.

Reform did not hesitate to claim its new identity. The new Earl Lindsay? A noble title? If the local farmers can surrender quickly because of this, it is indeed a no-brainer. He was indeed excited, but his head had not been paralyzed by alcohol. He really spent a little more time in contact with Rurik of Rus, and also gained a little wisdom in governance from the people of Rus. Or, the people of Washobi are themselves aliens in Balmerk society, and their way of life is itself quite similar to that of the farmers in the Lindsay area.

What about stable rule? Build the new farm and spend the first winter before waiting for the army to order Lindsay's people into submission.

Geiger maintained a great deal of restraint, and Rurik reckoned that this son would also be a figure in the future.

As for the other family leaders, they all clamored for a title when they saw that Guyger had won the title.

This is not a problem, there are naturally some cities in the territory of the Viking York kingdom gnawed from the old Northumbrian land.

In this era, the so-called city may have only two meanings: the regional military administrative center and the trade center.

That paper treaty was just an announcement by King Ernred to cede the northern territories to the Vikings. As for whether the Vikings could digest it, the king had no time to control.

This transfer of power cannot be very smooth. The biggest trouble is that there is still a big noble named Osbot in the city of Javelin (Javelin Town) in the north. If this person is not removed, the Vikings will not be able to rule the north of the so-called York Kingdom.

This has nothing to do with Magnut's splitting.

The Earl of Edinburgh, the Earl of Bamburgh, the Earl of Durham, the Earl of Yevering, and the Earl of Alderborough were successively divided.

With such a division, the man who was given the title screamed, but in Rurik's view, it was like playing a family. It is undeniable that this is legal, allowing all Balmerk forces participating in the war to share the fruits of victory.

But all the family leaders who participated in the war were very hasty to get the status of the earl. This status is indeed just a title at the moment. They have no real control of the territory, and the local Northumbrian people have not really surrendered to the new conquerors.

Obviously there is still a strong enemy that has not been eradicated, so you are here to carry out divisions? Are you really in a hurry to end up being honest around York based on reality?

Rurik thought about this, and his name was suddenly called by Magnut.

This old guy is already slightly drunk, and he just reiterated that the eldest son Bjorn is the prince, and the second son Floki claims the Earl of Bamburg. The so-called York and Bamburgh, the two territories that were first controlled by the Viking forces, were firmly held by King Magnut's family.

"Rurik, my darling, you deserve a title too. Come on, what do you want?"

"Me? Father, you're already drunk. Besides, I'm the Duke of Ross of Sweden. Oh, not really, I'm a free existence from the Sweden Kingdom that I've announced."

"No, no." Magnute shook his finger, and the other family leaders also cast friendly smiles. "You must have a place in our kingdom of York."

"Oh? Then demarcate a piece of land for me in this bay. In the future, we Rus people will come to trade with you by boat every year. We really need an anchorage and a trade market."

"Really? Okay. I still want to give you a title. Since you are free, how would you like to be the Duke of Ross in my York Kingdom?"

"No." Rurik shook his finger, "Father, I hope you don't misunderstand. Although I am a duke, it is not wrong to change the title of king all at once. Our alliance is very strong, keep me a fair in Britain, Isn't that why I'm helping you attack Britain? I'm more focused on trade. If you insist on canonizing me..."

Maybe now I can reveal to them a little bit of my ambition, or it is not an ambition. After all, according to the habits of the Nordics, I am the son-in-law of the king, and he has the right of inheritance in essence. No one thinks it's inappropriate for the son-in-law to be the chief and the chief.

"Just please canonize Noren's son and I as Earl of Narvik, which is your hometown. He is your grandson (grandson) after all, and should have a distinguished status. No!" Rurik suddenly thought of something again, "Simply, you canonize Noren as the Duchess of Narvik. It's impossible for her two brothers to have titles but not herself."

Magnut swept his beard and felt that it was feasible. Goodbye to the other family leaders. There was no objection to this.

Everyone held their glasses high, thinking that the matter had been arranged properly, and shouted that Magnut was really a good man.

Rurik was surprised by how well things were going. Are they so simple? Or is it stupid?

Rurik smiled, naturally, and then arrogantly, like the other toasters.

One team went north to York, one team went east out of the bay, and the other team went straight north.

The Viking coalition has now been split into three parts, and the strength of the army currently remaining in Britain has been substantially weakened. It is a fact that the three thousand troops of the Balmers came, but now there are only two thousand left on the island, and they are still distributed in York and Bamburgh.

Had King Ernred faced such a Viking invader at first, even if he had assembled a weak army, he would have been able to consume the enemy by his superiority of force.

It is a pity that in the kingdoms of Northumbria and Mercia, more than 10,000 soldiers and civilians have died in the war this fall.

Such casualties are by no means a small number. The combined population of the two kingdoms is only 500,000 to 600,000 people, and the living environment is highly dispersed. The death of so many people has actually caused some areas on the island to become almost no-man’s land! This essentially gave the Viking immigrants real living space.

Even the great noble Osbot, who was trapped in the north of Yevering, could only guard the city and surrounding areas with this man and his army. The man worthy of being king now controls a theoretical population of at least 20,000 people in Northumbria. And the predicament he faces is not only the viking group of vikings who are entrenched in Bamburgh, trying to build a settlement on the basis of the old Bamburgh, but also the Pict Kingdom in the north has penetrated Edinburgh.

To make matters worse, Strathclyde, who had surrendered, became ambiguous when he learned that the Northumbria kingdom was in a major crisis. Originally, this small kingdom founded by the old Britons was also nominally subject to Northumbria. Their loyalty was not credible at all, and the sudden betrayal was not surprising.

It's just that the kingdom is in turmoil, and the great noble Osbot, who is trapped in Yeveling, is like a turtle trapped in an urn with his family.

The Kingdom of York was born, and Magnut was here waiting for his brothers in his hometown to emigrate. He had already decided that when he died of old age, he would not burn to ashes or lie on a burning ship and float into the sea. He wants to be buried in the land of York, so that people in future generations will remember the merits of his old chief and old king.

Balmerk and Avrora, two sailing cruisers have set sail north.

Rurik was going to the port of Narvik to get the supplies he had stranded there, especially the salt, from the Balmers, and if the time was right, he would buy another batch of salt.

Biyonni's return on the Balmerc with a handful of brothers had only one purpose: to widely announce that this year's pioneering work had been blessed by Odin, and to call on the people to seize the opportunity to take advantage of the strong winds in the north. Crazy into York Kingdom.

Arik of Ruth, who was ordered by Rurik to return the main fleet of Ruth's commander. It was one armed transport ship after another loaded with wheat-based supplies, and even a group of captured Mercians and Northumbrians. The pole on his shoulders is very heavy, and the tedious journey back home is likely to take a month!

Arik was not worried that he would be intercepted by the Danes on the way. After all, it was already September, and the Danes were busy with winter. I also heard that during the warm period, the lords of Denmark were actively dividing up the inheritance of the Hafgen chief after the violent death. They have not been beaten to death, even if they have been kind to each other.

Arik has no intention of intervening in the Danes' struggle, and even if he does, he will not have any ability this autumn. He has never been a man of money. When he was young, his biological father died in a sudden battle while escorting him. What he is most passionate about in his life is to get the praise of his relatives and friends, and honor is above everything else! Today's feat, escorting no less than 1.5 million pounds of wheat back home. He deeply knew what this meant. As long as his escort work was completed and the batch of wheat arrived in his homeland, he would be able to achieve a miracle that the Rus people dreamed of—all of which could guarantee one pound of wheat per person per day.

Like his father Ogier, who died in battle twelve years ago, he returned with a large amount of supplies, but this time he only thought about sailing, and even the bad weather would not interfere with his work.

However, Rurik had concerns about his cousin, who was rather simple-minded. Fortunately, the main force of the Russ army was on board, and a group of mercenaries who were loyal to the duke himself, that is, his own mercenaries, were not allowed to receive orders. Take the initiative to go to war with the Danes, even if there is a battle, it is solved in a hurry and never reluctant to fight. Perhaps such an arrangement can completely restrain all possible impulses of the cousin.

The story of the cousin was put on hold. Rurik brought dozens of confidant mercenaries, and even the Queen Mary, to the port of Narvik against the north wind.

That's a full twelve day voyage! During this period, the huge jibs of the two large sailing ships were never unloaded, and all the crew members had no chance to dock.

Queen Mary was troubled by intense seasickness, but she was also horrified by the large Viking ships, which bobbed up and down on the waves like hills, and it was unbelievable that even against the wind, the ships were still galloping towards the north. That's the power of the Vikings! is the force of their victory.

She cut off her long hair and changed into frugal clothing. Seeing that this dress really looks like a slave, Mary has never been arrogant as a princess in her heart. She would rather be a slave of Rurik, just because this handsome young man really likes it.

It is natural to like a handsome boy, not only this boy has superb martial arts, but also this profound wisdom. If he was not a Viking, but a devout believer, I am afraid that Rome would have given such a Rurik a title of "honorable". The only thing that Mary regrets is that she is a sage among the Vikings. There are too many women around him, and every woman wants to get something from him, so as to give birth to children to inherit and expand this glory.

The two large ships sailed deliberately close to the coastline, and despite three days of rain, they chose the right course to avoid the deadly fury of the Atlantic.

The offshore waves were not deadly, carrying two ships into the Narvik Fjord.