Starting from blacksmithing, riding and chopping Europe

Chapter 45

Call ~
The north wind blew, and flocks of seagulls circled and soared in the impenetrable blue sky.

Under the sun, the frozen sea became a thoroughfare, with dots of white sails facing the wind. Along the jagged coastline covered with snow, hundreds of ice sails galloped like runaway horses on this sea of ​​ice.

After crossing several frozen rivers, and at a much faster speed than before, we arrived at the corner where the river and the sea meet: the Tornio River on the day of departure.

According to local customs, it should be called the Salmon River, and it was also the limit of exploration for the brave North.

However, there are Sami and Finns who have absorbed, and this river is in the range of frequent activities of the two ethnic groups, and they have some information about the surrounding terrain.

The large army slowly slowed down. Feng Daofu glanced at the sky, raised the tin trumpet and said: "Io bless us, the day has not passed yet, and we have successfully crossed the road that took several days in the past!"

"The Salmon River is the beginning of exploring the sea at the end of the world!"

"Brothers, we will go on like this all the time, cross this river, explore the unknown world, conquer more clans, and let the lost lambs return to the embrace of God!"

"Before that, let us enjoy the beauty of the expedition!"

"As you can tell by the name of the Salmon River, there are a lot of salmon here. I also know that salmon are abundant here. After getting a lot of nutrients from the rich ocean currents, their meat is now the most dense and delicious!"

"Now set up camp!"

"Those who want to ice fish and hunt, report to the commander of their troops!"

On the wide frozen river, Feng Daofu gave an order, and the more than five hundred expeditionary troops suppressed their excitement and got busy in an orderly manner.

First use a shovel to dig out a semi-underground snow pit, use branches to build a frame on the pit, and then cover the tent with bleached cloth, and then spread thorn traps around the periphery. Good winter camp defense.

As the head coach, he has his own bodyguards to take care of him.

Master Feng inspected the area with his hands behind his back, and the first scouts rushed over to report on the situation ahead.

As the Finns and Sami people say, this salmon river has many waterfalls in the upper reaches and rapids in the lower reaches.

At the time of the thaw, most of the river was not navigable and had previously been used as a timber runway.

"The river has been frozen for several months now. We tried it. The ice layer is very thick, and there is no problem for large ice sails to pass."

Ted, who led the reconnaissance team, said sternly: "According to the waterfall information provided by the Sami people, I infer that the upstream will pass through the Norwegian mountains. The altitude is very high, and all the way is uphill, and there are some windings. It may be difficult to walk."

Feng Daofu had already prepared: "If it's windy, no matter how difficult it is to walk, it will be better than before. Also, pay attention to the traces along the river. As long as we find the herder, we will have the reindeer herd to provide livestock power."

"I see, let's grab!" Ted suddenly said: "Ai Ou, what a powerful wisdom!"

You know what the hell!
Feng Daofu resisted the urge to swear: "We are the Church of Civilization. Then let the Sami people trade with their fellow villagers."

Ted was confused: "What if I don't cooperate?"

Vondolf said without thinking: "If you don't cooperate, a group of Danish bandits will accidentally wander into the vicinity."

"As a civilized church, we definitely can't do nothing but help the Sami fight off the terrifying and powerful Danish bandits. It's reasonable to take their reindeer herd as a reward, right?"

"Reasonable!"

Ted gave a thumbs up.

Mr. Feng added: "I have a kind heart. As long as the Sami people can come to Luleå Bay, I will return it to them when the time comes. Is that good to them?"

"Great!"

"Do you know how to do it?"

"understood!"

Ted left full of energy.

The old barman can now stand on his own, and Feng Daofu returned to his camp satisfied.

Call ~
The tent door was opened, and the hot stove was swaying in the cold wind. His old father-in-law, Ethelnor, glanced at Vondolf who came in. He concentrated on stirring the copper pot, and then used the water for boiling kelp to make barley tea.

Feng Daofu smiled and said, "Give me a drink too."

The old father-in-law snorted: "Aren't you afraid that I will be poisoned like you?"

Feng Daofu looked surprised: "When did I poison you?"

"I told you that you drank too much that night, and you were too drunk. You always like to think about conspiracies, and you are too prejudiced against me."

"It doesn't matter. I am your son-in-law. For Brunhilde's sake, I will endure this prejudice."

Master Feng looked like swallowing his anger.

The old father-in-law almost spit out a mouthful of barley tea.

I don’t know if I drank too much that night?

No matter how much you drink, you should wake up if the shouting and killing are so loud.

The most important thing is that you even took me into the rain of swords and arrows!
Even if I die in my sleep, I won’t die to this extent!
If it hadn't been for Brünnhilde, would he have pushed me directly into the pit of fire?You are such a good adopted son and son-in-law!
In the past, my old father-in-law felt that the Jews in the South were already the worst.

But after seeing Feng Daofu, he knew what the Black Saint was!

Heavenly Father must have a black saint tattooed on his back, and his eyes must be closed!
Don't be angry, don't be angry. The old father-in-law took a sip of barley tea and said, "If you are so innocent, why do you have to take me out on this expedition?"

Feng Daofu took off the suede gloves, and put his hands in front of the fire to warm up: "I need the old leader's experience guidance."

"My experience? Don't great saints have countless wisdoms gained from outside the world?"

"The wisdom of the elders is also the wisdom I want to get."

Senior citizens?
The old father-in-law couldn't help it anymore: "I don't have that kind of wisdom, I only have the strength to chop an axe!"

Feng Daofu laughed: "I think so too."

Old father-in-law: "?"

Why is the fist a little hard?

The wooden cup rattled.

The old father-in-law really wanted to turn his back on him.

but.
From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the knife and axe at the door of the tent.

He held back.

Feng Daofu took the initiative to find a topic: "Now that I'm out, I have a lot of time. Let's have a good chat with the old leader today."

"Old leader, how do you think everyone lived in the past?"

"Ask this? You can't see it yourself?"

Ethelno frowned.

Feng Daofu's tone was very exaggerated: "Me? I think they had a good life before. They had food and clothing, and they ate meat every day. They didn't have to worry about freezing to death in the snowstorm."

Eserno subconsciously retorted: "How can it be so good? Most of the food we eat is wild vegetables and fungi."

"Meat mainly comes from hunting and fishing, and the more profitable ones are various dairy products obtained from raising livestock. If we can't go to sea to grab grains, many children and young children will die due to lack of grains to eat. There are also snowstorms every year. Some old and weak people froze to death.”

"It turns out that the old leader also had eyes before and could see."

Feng Daofu pretended to be surprised.

The old father-in-law’s brows deepened: “What do you mean?”

"Old leader, didn't you want good words before? I said good things to you, but you are still not satisfied. Now I will tell the truth."

Feng Daofu said: "Old leader, you lost to me not because of any conspiracy, but because of people's hearts!"

"In the tribe, you can become a leader not because of your blood, but because of your ability. It is because everyone believes that you can make everyone live a good life."

"To be fair, old chief, you've done a good job."

Feng Daofu lifted up his belt: "But sorry, I can do better."

Click!

The old father-in-law clenched his fists.

Feng Daofu coughed.

The swordsman at the door suddenly started practicing.

"Humph!"

"what!"

A burst of swordsmanship.

The wrinkles on the old father-in-law's face relaxed again.

Feng Daofu continued with a smile: "You just let everyone starve to death, do you think everyone should be grateful?"

"Yes, I should thank you, but after a long time, my living environment has not improved."

"I buried my newly deceased son, felt my 5% full belly, looked at my wife in shabby clothes, and thought about being scolded by a noble on the street just now. It was such a miserable life."

Traditional tribal people do not kill livestock. To use an imprecise metaphor, the livestock is the principal, and the milk provided is the interest. There are very few prodigals who eat the principal and do not care about the interest.

It is the treatment of a prince to be able to kill a sheep in a month and eat it as meat. Zhao Yi's "Yan Bao Miscellaneous Notes" wrote: Meat-eating is only for princes and princes. We are poor people, but we only kill one sheep on festivals, and we must also kill sheep. Several households are dominated by each other, and they are divided when they arrive, thinking that this is the meat-eating time of the year.

No one really thinks that the traditional animal husbandry industry can allow people at the bottom to live a good life eating meat every day, right?
Even if there is farming, the harsh environment limits the scale of agriculture and cannot be completely self-sufficient.

Therefore, many fishing and hunting/nomadic peoples in history have formed a certain parasitic relationship with the surrounding farming regimes.

Contacts come with war, business, etc.

The Xiongnu and the Western Regions in the Han Dynasty, the Jiannu and Shanxi merchants in the Ming Dynasty, are nothing more than the same.

The same goes for Vikings.

Feng Daofu said: "You will say, go to sea, heroic northern man, if you have any grievances, go to sea and grab it yourself."

"The position of Luleå Bay is too far north, and the most critical channel hub is blocked by Denmark in the south."

"It's either bribery and the Danes take most of the proceeds, or it's just luck."

"The only safe waterway is the Slavic clans in the east, but they have already been paraded in Sorgon, so they cannot be robbed casually. The bosses have taken away the bulk of it. I have worked so hard to go to sea to earn a little bit."

Feng Daofu still remembered the hospitality of the blacksmith when he first came here.

In his view, the unhospitable tribal people died out, a Darwinian selection process.

For Burakumin, the exchange of information is a matter of life and death.

Guests are the only carriers of information from afar.

Whether grazing on the grassland or going to sea, it is extremely risky and a highly technical production skill.

A little accident may make oneself poor or even dead.

Therefore, the tribal people will warmly entertain guests from afar, even if the guests will not bring them goods, but they can bring them information from afar, which may help them avoid risks as much as possible and turn the crisis into safety, which is enough.

It can be said that hospitality is summed up by countless generations with wisdom and life, and it is a natural choice of life under the pressure of life.

If there is a choice, who doesn't want to live a comfortable pastoral life.

"so."

Feng Daofu said: "Old leader, don't you think this is unreasonable?"

"Everyone has to work hard to improve their lives. We can't all rely on the leader. But with the situation of the tribe in the past, is it still a problem of not working hard enough? It's because you didn't expand the bread, so everyone can't support themselves even if they work hard!"

"I was wronged because I wasn't given enough money. The cake was too big for my stomach and I couldn't eat it. The pot was too heavy and my shoulders were too thin to carry it. I didn't have a choice before, but now I'm here."

"I can't bear to see the hospitable people live so hard!"

"I will do what I say, and it will really make life better. Who would want to do it with you, the old leader?"

"I can not only satisfy everyone's body, but also win everyone's heart."

"In addition to living, people also need respect, freedom, the value of life, love and being loved."

“There are more people, and I may not be able to take care of everyone, but I have trained missionaries.”

"The framework of the church spreads from point to point. Everyone is brothers and sisters, helping each other to develop together. Church life makes employees have a sense of belonging to the company, and I mean believers have a sense of belonging to the church."

"The future is very dangerous. The restless Norwegians, greedy Danes, and even the Finns and Slavs cannot always be content with others."

"The road ahead is full of dangers, old leader, you can't control it."

"Instead of waiting for you to end in a less heroic way and not being able to enter Valhalla, as your adopted son, your son-in-law, and the heir to your inheritance, I will give you a dignity, isn't that okay?"

Mr. Feng is so kind-hearted!

The old father-in-law felt that his concept had been subverted.

The stubborn reef brain seemed to be smashed by the stormy waves, but gradually felt that what he said made sense.

I didn't let everyone live a good life, I couldn't control it... The old father-in-law took a sip of barley tea, his attitude had softened, and his tone was complicated and bitter: "Can't we use other methods? Can't both parties cooperate?"

"There is no point in saying this anymore."

Feng Daofu shook his head and suddenly said: "Would you like to go ice fishing?"

The old father-in-law agreed.

I picked up the brand new tools, thought about it, and said something nice: "These new steel tools are easy to use."

Feng Daofu raised the pickaxe: "I think so too."

"what are you doing?"

"I'm trying to feel it."

Feng Daofu rounded the pickaxe.

click!
The ice surface was cut open, and just after the hook was hooked, a salmon showed its head.

Feng Daofu looked at the fishing rod, then looked at the mouth opening and closing, that is, the salmon that did not swallow the hook.

Old father-in-law: "Hahahaha."

Salmon: "Ababa Baba~"

puff!
Feng Daofu took out his hand crossbow, and with a puff, he stabbed the fish from its mouth to its stomach.

Grasping the rod of the crossbow arrow, he lifted it up violently, and forcibly lifted the salmon to the shore.

The old father-in-law stopped laughing now.

He looked at his fishing rod and then at the salmon jumping on the ice: "Are there any fishers like you?"

Feng Daofu said righteously: "Look at this wooden pole, look at this iron head, look at this thread group, what is this called a fishing rod?"

The old father-in-law stopped talking.

Fish, grill, eat fish, and have a glass of ale.

Feng Daofu breathed out comfortably, and looked up at the forest in the distance.

The ancient trees are towering, the trunks are straight and dense.

In the sparse forest, light spots are everywhere, birds are singing and dancing, the scene is changeable, silent and mysterious.

If you come here in spring or summer, the scenery will probably be better.
The old father-in-law suddenly asked: "Why do you want to go on an expedition?"

Vondolf drank wine: "On the one hand, it is to avenge the dead and let the relatives and friends of the war dead divert their hatred away from the converted Finns."

"The other aspect is there's not enough population."

Feng Daofu did not hide it either: "Although because of Io's blessing, there are only a few out of 100 people who died in childbirth, and the number of newborns is several times higher than in previous years, but it is too slow for the new generation to grow up and absorb more from other clans. Human power is the best way."

"That many people are not enough?"

The old father-in-law once again felt the difference between himself and his son-in-law.

Feng Daofu smiled and did not explain: "The last reason is the seaport."

"Is Luleå Bay still going out to sea?"

The old father-in-law was stunned for a moment, and then he thought of what he just said about the waterway hub being blocked in Denmark in the south.

He glanced at the snow scene, and then at the frozen salmon river: "The Luleå Bay will not thaw until spring and summer, can the sea at the end of the world really be an outlet?"

Feng Daofu's tone was affirmative: "Of course."

Then there is the Barents Sea, the North Cape Warm Current, the Norwegian Warm Current, and the Ice Sea Warm Pool.

Most of the old father-in-law didn't understand, only Feng Daofu said that there is no ice all year round, and there is an ice-free port.

"The eastward direction may be blocked by ice, and it is only navigable for 2-3 months of the year."

Feng Daofu said: "But if it is westward, it can be navigated all year round, and the route from the Barents Sea to the North Sea can bypass the Danes and directly contact the Norwegians and Britons!"

The old father-in-law wiped his beard: "Even so, the road is too far, why not just kill the Danes?"

Feng Daofu thought that it was of course because they had a lot of people and didn't have the strength yet.

In Northern Europe, southern Sweden and Denmark are the two most livable places and have the largest population all year round.

If you want to open a route from the Baltic Sea, you must first deal with the old forces such as Gustav in southern Sweden, and then you must fight the Danes.

If it is a fantasy novel, this level of strength is very suitable for upgrading and practicing, but it is a pity that this is strategic farming.

With just over 500 boys, the maximum number of recruits is only 2000. The population gap is too large, and the hope of getting through the hard steel is very slim.

Of course, Mr. Feng also has a clever strategy, but doesn't it sound good to first level up the weak persimmons, wait until enough people have been absorbed to expand the team, and then target the boss of the Nordic room?

"It's delicious."

Feng Daofu glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and the boys who had already started hunting were barbecued.

The hunting fur is one of the income points of the expedition, and the animal meat is used to eat, reducing the loss of food and fodder.

A younger brother offered roasted snow rabbit.

Feng Daofu said: "Father-in-law, you can eat."

The old father-in-law was suspicious: "You see that I fish a lot, and you want to play some dirty trick, right?"

Feng Daofu looked upright: "What kind of person am I?!"

It's just that the rabbit meat is too spicy, just right for my father-in-law who has bad teeth.

When there is a problem with the tooth, and it hurts, Brunhilde will come to him who can fill the tooth. Then, in the name of filling the tooth for the father-in-law, let the silver-haired girl
If there is no opportunity to create an opportunity, go up!

Even if there is no channel, create a channel!

Dudu!

Fondorf's dry land sailing song was playing in his head, and Ted sent a message by rabbit telegram.

Find the trail of the deer herder!

"Don't eat it!"

Feng Daofu 'accidentally' kicked over his old father-in-law's fish protection bucket.

In the eyes of his old father-in-law, he didn't seem to notice it. He raised his arms and shouted: "Brothers, the job is coming!"

"Call people to gather, and we will give warmth to the fellow villagers in the north side by side!"

A group of people left in a cloud.

The old father-in-law endured it, but still couldn't hold back a foul language.

"Boiled!"

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(End of this chapter)