Rise of Rurik

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The next journey is impossible to take a boat, but fortunately the journey is no longer dangerous.

The bodies of the attackers were dumped in the forest, and all their weapons were confiscated. Wherever the bodies of the fallen Frankish soldiers could be found, Eskil himself prayed for their last mercy and watched them be buried.

He even prayed for the body of the attacker, saying it was inhumane to leave it in the wilderness.

Harald Clark looked indifferent and urged him to set off without Eskil complaining.

They first walked in the forest by the river, and when they reached the forest camp in Harar, they began to ride in the carriage. Harald's mission was to intercept the bandits in the Alemany area, but now his mission has completely changed to escorting Saint-Eskil and his party to Regensburg.

It was destined to be an arduous trek, and it was at this moment that the first snow of the winter of 835 fell.

The people walking around couldn't feel the cold, but Esquil, who was sitting in the carriage, had to wrap himself in a lot of sackcloth.

Even if the blue fox is fat, it is not resistant to freezing when it is really cold. There is no need for him to disguise now, and Count Robert no longer feels that he is a powerless priest, but a man who can fight. A priest was still wearing a robe, with a sword hanging from his waist and a mandarin shield behind his back. No matter how he looked at it, it was awkward.

However, this is only a strange occurrence in the ninth century. When the movement to the Holy Land occurred, the priests who would provide medical help to the pilgrims would take up arms to protect themselves, and the Knights Hospitaller was born. This is how they dress, black robes The priest holds a sword.

They made their way along the Danube in the dense light snow and received an important batch of supplies in the town of Ulm. After another week, the team reached the town of Ingolstadt on foot, and once again bought a batch of bread and even some live chickens from the local lord. Those seized tattered weapons were used as coins, which made it easy for Harald to provide supplies.

How far is the road to Regensburg?

Lanhu felt that the rest of his life was not as good as during this period of time. He had worn out a pair of boots and had no choice but to continue on the road with the boots that were seized. He could get in the carriage, but it would be cold again.

He didn't even notice that he was losing weight quickly. The long march every day was nothing to the Viking pirate-born Harald's team. A businessman like Blue Fox had to persevere. Gradually he was able to catch up with the team very well, and gradually he was no longer fat, replaced by hard legs.

The Danube is tortuous. It has been half a month since the group left Frankfurt and entered the main channel of the Danube until they arrived in Ingolstadt. They were passively constrained by the meandering of the river. Harald Clark, who takes the shortcut purely to lead the way, worries about getting lost in the dense forests of the Baden area.

The snow has stopped, and the Danube still flows quietly. The previous boat trip was completely cancelled, and it was no longer possible to reach Regensburg quickly.

One snow was followed by another, and the snow on the river bank hindered the progress.

The hard journey comes to an end, and when the dense forest turns into a large open area, it means that Regensburg is just ahead.

The time has entered November.

But Regensburg is not a huge city!

For the first time in his life, the round-faced blue fox could accurately touch his square chin. The long journey had an unexpected reward. He was so thin that his belly became extremely slack. He saw a stone city wall taller than Bremen, as well as the towering wooden towers and crucifixes at the top of the city.

That was St. Peter's Basilica in Regensburg, a time when it had not been restored to pure stone from a catastrophic fire, and no one really feared that a great church could be engulfed in flames.

A wooden building complex is attached to the outside of the city wall. Although it is winter, some figures are shaking.

The real road has appeared, the snow is very plastered, and there are horse-drawn sleighs moving in the distance.

"What is that? A man on a horse?" Lanhu asked subconsciously.

The Earl of Hamburg immediately explained: "It's a patrolling cavalry. This is already the prince's domain, and a thousand elite cavalry guards the prince's safety. Joseph, I know you are not a pious priest, at least now you have to re-disguise."

The blue fox had nothing to say. He barely learned a little Frankish along the way, and he understood the warning, so he unarmed.

Sure enough, because the team led by Harald was too flamboyant, the patrol cavalry saw the flag of the cross raven and naturally wanted to check it out, and learned that it was the famous Norman mercenary Harald and his group who let it go without asking.

Until the patrolling cavalry suddenly realized that there was another flag here.

Earl of Burger? Why is it here? And St Eskil?

The entire team is allowed to enter the city, and the soldiers will be collectively arranged to rest in a hotel (actually a barn), where they can get water and food.

Eskil didn't have the heart to care about the follow-up of the soldiers. He took a few followers into the church in the city. Only this is his home!

Blue Fox, Vardy, the Earl of Burger, and the few entourage soldiers who survived the sneak attack all entered the church to eat communion. They had to wait, even the noble Northern Competent Esquil would not be able to meet Prince Ludwig casually, and even the loyal Earl Robert could not be arrogant.

Ludwig held an ace troop, which was the heavy cavalry corps garrisoning Regensburg. Although the strength was only 1,000, with the addition of squires and auxiliary troops, he could immediately pull out a 5,000-strong corps. A regiment of heavy cavalry, light cavalry, infantry, and archers.

Exactly four hundred years ago, the Western Roman Third Legion was stationed at Regensburg. At that time, the Third Legion was full of blond Goths and Franks. Today, the "Legion Fort" is still the "Legion Fort", and even the ethnic composition of the army has not changed substantially, but the commanders at all levels of the army have become Frankish nobility.

Sometimes, Ludwig lived like the head of the legion. He really liked the feeling of commanding thousands of troops, and he despised his brother Lothair, who liked to play tricks and tricks.

He conspired with another brother, Pepin, to free his imprisoned father, along with his younger brother, Charlie.

The pious Louis was still the king of the Franks. After this experience, the old king was exhausted, although the king was no longer able to manage the government. The three princes are all actively attracting nobles and recruiting troops to fight for the future war.

Ludwig, who once pursued a fist policy, had to change his tactics.

The weather was getting colder, and the thirty-year-old top noble of the kingdom had no intention of hunting. He was busy with his wife and continued to create the successor of the territory. The rest of the time he was staring at the training of his cavalry corps.

The commander of the cavalry, an earl who had not yet been granted a fief, personally reported important events to the prince.

Ludwig was not too surprised. He first climbed the stone tower of the castle and glanced at the church. He stood on the high ground and let the cold wind calm his mind before giving the order: "Let the Norman Harald, Saint Esquier and the Earl of Hamburg came to see me. These three are the only ones to see me."

In addition to his own trusted army, Ludwig was wary of many nobles. The lords from all over the world will suddenly defect for the sake of profit. After all, the old king looks like his time is short, and the three princes all have the right to inherit the Frankish king. As for who can inherit, maybe it is the terrible tradition of the kingdom - kill The one who dies all relatives is the king.

The messenger arrived at the door of the church, and handed over the prince's decree written on the silk to the little priest in charge of the door.

Letters reached people who had waited all day.

Esquier was relieved to read the letter, and the Earl of Hamburg pointed out with pleasure that he cherished the opportunity to meet the prince.

The blue fox naturally felt that he could get the opportunity to meet the top nobles, but Eskil poured cold water on him.

"Why? Why can't I have an audience?! I have to sign a covenant with him!"

"Joseph, don't think too much, you are just a little priest. You can stay in the monastery at ease, remember, don't go out. This is a legion city, not a trade fair..." Esquil's words carried a warning, Blue Fox had no choice but to give up considering the situation.

In his own castle, Ludwig sat on a stone seat padded with bearskins.

Esquil personally brought the wooden box, which naturally contained the letters that must be sent on this trip, as well as the sword.

The other two met their sovereign, and they first bowed to the warrior and then flattened.

"It's you, Saint Esquier. What's your business in the North? I've heard that something has happened. Don't worry, I'll send the devout Horrick Klar to deal with those ignorant people, and soon Denmark Refuge all over the land.”

It seems that the prince is very confident in the control of the situation, and everything is controlled by his remote control thousands of miles away?

Eskil made a few courtesies at first, and then he bluntly stated a fact: "His Royal Highness, the Horrick you trust has already betrayed his beliefs, and there are barbaric gods who believe in aliens."

"You're joking!" The prince changed his face instantly.

"His Royal Highness, why do you think I am here. I was driven by the Horrick you trusted, the priests were displaced, and even received death threats. The church I ran in Hazelby was finished, and the believers in Denmark were running away. escape."

This is really a huge blow. The prince once confidently put the loyal Horrick back. When he thought it was a lot of birds with one stone, is this really the case?

Esquil opened the wooden box and put Horrick's handwritten letter on it.

The prince couldn't sit still at all, he hurried off the throne, snatched the parchment, and carefully read the "Declaration of Freedom" on it.

The letter is very good, a very abstract bird pattern, which is actually a raven. This must be the handwriting of Horrick, and the guy uses this mark to protect the letter from counterfeiting.

The more the prince looked at it, the more angry he became. For a moment, he thought it was absurd, but when he saw that the Earl of Hamburg, who was far from the northern border, had come in person, it can only be said that the ambition described by the guy Horrick in the letter was true.

The prince threw down the letter and stomped hard: "It's the other way around! It's the other way around! Damn Horrick, I gave you your trust, and that's how you repaid me! You betrayed me! Betrayed the Lord! You must go to hell! No! I'm going to hack you to death!"

Ludwig's fury, although Eskil expected, did not expect the prince to draw his sword and slash at the furniture to express his vent.

The prince roared for a while, leaving a lot of marks on the wooden table and chairs, and smashed three vases into pieces, even his sword was bent.

"Damn Horrick, he dares to call himself a king, dare to leave my management. I'm still a duke, he dares to call himself a king, you..." The prince looked at everyone, especially the Earl of Hamburg: "Robert, you say!"

"Yes! Your Highness... Regarding this matter, I think the Danes will take action, and they will attack our country. You know, the Horlicks are pirates themselves, and the Danes are all pirates." The earl was going to mumble A few words "it was a stupid decision to let Horrick go back", and now the occasion is definitely not suitable for such a straightforward description. Anyway, the prince must be extremely wise, that Horrick is the white-eyed wolf.

The Count hurriedly changed the subject: "I can corroborate the description of Saint Esquill. There are many peasants, merchants and craftsmen who have fled back in my territory, and they all say that they have seen Horrick's people kill casually, even using live labor. The blood of men sacrificed to their Odin."

"It's... absurd!"

The prince was so angry that his teeth were itching. How could he be so furious? It was obviously a mad dog that he kept, and the mad dog became a bit loyal, but as a result, the mad dog turned into a self-proclaimed more honorable than the owner. It really makes no sense.

After such a change of words, the prince's sharp eyes glared at Harald Clark again: "That's your nephew, I can't imagine it's a mad dog. You are also responsible for this matter."

Harald's face was suddenly embarrassed as if he had been constipated for a month. He had thousands of reasons, and this time he quickly knelt down on one knee and crossed his chest: "I am pious. My betrayal Horrick is not my nephew, If you want to conquer Denmark, I will fight for you personally."

Although these words made him comfortable, the Harald in front of him was also a Norman, and his identity could no longer be trusted by the prince.

He picked up the dirty heart on the ground. For the top Frankish aristocrat, the man who was expected to be the "protector of all Romans" and the king of all Faraq, Ludwig couldn't bear his authority being overstepped and blasphemed.

In fact, Horrick's letter is not insulting, but only emphasizes that Denmark and Frank have a clear relationship between kingdoms and kingdoms. It was this emphasis that caused the most extreme outrage. No Frankish king recognized anything like the "Kingdom of Denmark", but only a large group of barbarian chiefs and their chieftains. Therefore, in the Frankish literature of this era, Denmark does not have the suffix "kingdom".

The smallest state is not qualified to be compared with the huge kingdom, and Horrick must be defeated.

Ludwig just made the decision to send troops after a little thought, but a full-scale war is not advisable. He doesn't want to lose in the competition of princes. If he can send a large army to deter him with an armed force, he will be forced to surrender again. Pay tribute and things can be put on hold for the time being.

He is a top noble, not a pedantic priest. He only asks Horrick to continue to be his mad dog, and it is the priests' business to persuade all of them to convert.

He claimed that he would set off with the main elite cavalry of Regensburg, and then gather a group of squire soldiers of the lords of Munich, Nuremberg and Frankfurt to go to the Earl of Hamburg to shock Chen Bing, and even symbolically launch a powerful cavalry attack.

The Earl of Hamburg burst into tears with joy. With the support of the prince's absolute military strength, wouldn't the dangers of Hamburg and Bremen be lifted?

From the initial anger to calm down a little, Prince Ludwig held his bent iron sword and couldn't help but blame himself: "Maybe I should restrain my temper, my sword is bent again, and I need a blacksmith to straighten it for me... "

Esquil has been waiting for his chance, and now is not the best one.

With a leather roll on his back, now is the chance to show the treasure.

"Your Highness, please calm down. I want to offer you a treasure I got from the North."

"There is still a baby?" The prince's stumbling face forced a smile, "What is it?"

"A sword."

"Sword? Hold on... You are a saint of the North and carry a weapon. You? Enter my palace with a weapon?"

Ludwig was naturally not afraid of an assassination by a decaying bishop, but a major loophole in the procedure was exposed. Soldiers dare not check the priest, if there is an assassin Qiao Zhuang as a priest, wouldn't it be...

Let's look at the sword first.

With the leather being opened, the hilt inlaid with gems, gold grains, and silver, the sword clasp inlaid with gold and silver, the scabbard inlaid with amber, ruby, and all over silver, Ludwig has never had such a treasure. , even if the scabbard is empty, this thing hangs on the body to show its glory.

The prince snatched the sword frantically, drawing it skillfully, the bright white blade hummed violently.

"Ah! Good sword! A perfect sword. You... got it from the North?"

"Yes. And the sword is very resilient, won't break, won't break, I hope you like it."

"I like it so much. Tell me, you have the details of this sword. I want the master swordsmith in the north to make me a long sword according to this."

"It's a Ross."

"Russian? Who is that?"

"Like the Danes, it's another group of Normans, except that the Rus has a deep hatred with the Danes. The Rus leader calls himself a duke, and he has sent messengers to request... an alliance with you."

"Is there such a thing?" Realizing that things were a little more complicated, the prince put his sword in the scabbard and eavesdropped on Esquil's detailed description.

The prince did not see the barbarian, and it happened that the messenger was a convert.

Is this enough to summon the blue fox? However, Harald Clark, who claimed to know Ross very well, explained to the prince: "Saints are not warriors after all, and no amount of praise is too much praise. I know the people of Ross very well, and they can give up to a thousand at most. Soldiers, have been suppressed by Denmark for a long time. There is no way that Rus can defeat Denmark. When I was the leader of Denmark, there were still subordinates reporting that they attacked the Ruthian fleet. It was a group of barbarians who stayed further north. As for the tribute this The sword must be the sword of their leader. When they did this, they should be asking you to send troops to attack Denmark to relieve their crisis."

"So, a barbarian chief is teaching me what to do?"

"So it is."

"Arrogant! Get them out of the way."

Eskil was just listening, this Harald used his past knowledge to judge the crazy Ruth people, and actually used these descriptions to deceive the prince. But he really didn't want to mix in again. The prince's criticism just now was very direct. Eskil just wanted to eat fast, and he didn't want to have anything to do with the army and weapons, so he simply shut up completely.

Eskil didn't speak, and it was the stage for Harald Clark's performance.

The Dane Harald portrays the Rus as little-known scumbags, ignoring the fact that the Rus are already Baltic or bully. In recent years, Harald has been active near the Alps, and he has not been to the north again since he was expelled. He was absolutely right about the Rus ten years ago, but since 828 AD, everything has changed.

That's all, you still need to allow Joseph Blue Fox, the messenger of Ross, to see him? Pooh!

A small tribe should not think that a convert will lead to the success of the Frankish throne.

Since the prince was so determined, Esquil did not say a word, but faithfully recorded what he heard. He didn't dare to lie, he would tell the blue fox clearly about it, and in the future he would also inform Prince Ludwig of Rurik himself, the prince of Ross, about the true attitude of Prince Ludwig of Frank. He didn't think it would lead to something like a war incident or some other extreme situation, he didn't even need to think about it. Eskil only hopes to gain the favor of the prince of Ross with his honest image, so that the work that was once blocked in Ross can be started.

Esquil returned to the church and explained the situation to the anxiously waiting Blue Fox.

Like a bowl of cold water, "Ludwig despised us Russ like this?"

"After all, the prince is the most noble member of the royal family. He has already received the sword. Even so, you can't see him. As for signing the covenant, you should die."

"Then, the Rurik prince will punish him with war!" Lanhu clenched his fists, seeing the anger of this man whose body was completely different from that of more than three months ago, Eskil was sure that Rurik would really Use force to vent your anger.

Even so, still...

Eskil thought for a moment, even if he still wants to go to Ross, arrogance and rage are one of the seven deadly sins. If the prince receives the Lord's punishment, it is his destiny, and his army's setback is also destiny. Worldly things have nothing to do with saints.

There is no need to stay in Regensburg anymore. Blue Fox can't wait to go back to New Roseburg to report to the prince, but this is impossible. He can realize that he is very far away from the Ross territory. If he wants to go back, he can only find him next year. The boat goes on another adventure.

He asked about Esquill's arrangements afterward.

"Don't worry, Joseph. I'm going to Reims, you go with me. Worldly matters have nothing to do with us, it's one thing to go to Reims to register your membership. And the big thing that the prince Rurik entrusted me with. , you know this."

"Princess Mary, and Regraf..."

"Ah... In the end, I still have to touch the world. At least this is a good thing. Mercia has a real and legitimate heir to the throne."

Well, they set off soon.

Esquil, Blue Fox, Vardy, three true ascetic, three in a carriage, with some supplies from the prince, in ascetic attitude, in the Bavarian forest in December, along the glacier Go forward, towards Reims, which belongs to Prince Lothair.

Esquil has to report to the Archbishop of Reims, Sinkmal, and implement many things.

They have their own plans, and the blue fox will record what he has seen and heard, and will provide first-hand inspection materials for the prince Lurik's crusade against Frank.

Only Prince Ludwig, no one told him the truth of the matter, relying on the existing information, he has made a huge strategic misjudgment.

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