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The young soldier supported the headrest on his head, stood indifferently in front of Tibes, and asked in a somewhat unfamiliar Saxon language, "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

Seeing someone who could finally speak Saxon, Tibes was overjoyed: "My name is Tibes, a refugee from Lune, and a believer in Heavenly Father. My son and I were forced to wander around by the Saxon rebellion. My son is dying from eating too many acorns, can't poop, and I want to ask you to help us."

At the end, Tibes' voice trembled even more, and he said in a crying voice, "Save him."

After repeating what Tibes had said, Fang Xinru casually explained a few words, and then rode away again, while the young soldier stood in front of Tibes with a face of reluctance: "The team is telling me that if we Han people don't save outsiders, we won't help you save your son unless you throw the flag."

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PS I will update a chapter first, and I will update it when I have time in the evening. I have to report in the afternoon, so I have to go.

Chapter 95 Hamburg through the eyes of refugees

Tibes never thought that things would go so smoothly. Under the leadership of the young Saxon soldier named Feng William, a group of about a hundred of them shrank their heads and followed behind a few Saxon coats and bannermen nervously. , waiting on the pier.

According to the young Saxon soldier named von William, once they throw the flag, they will become the coated slaves of the lord of Hamburg.

Generally speaking, becoming a slave is an unacceptable condition for most Saxon freemen, but because of the traditions of Frank and Europe at this time - the status of a person is based on the status of a patron or master, and refugees are not unacceptable. After all, if you continue to go, it may just be a slow death.

What's even more valuable is that there seems to be no war here. In the eyes of these Saxon refugees, this can be regarded as a lot of points.

Standing at the forefront of the refugees, Tibes looked around the camp. It should be a simple quarry with about 200 people. Unlike other camps, the houses here are basically made of stone (tile) roofs instead of thatch.

And the people of all colors here, although the clothes are simple, basically are linen brown clothes, but they are basically neat and tidy, there is no situation where three people like refugees wear a pair of trousers.

On the distance from the mountain wall quarry on the Rosengarten side to the pier, the Saxon packers pushing one-wheeled carts ran at high speed, but the stones on their carts did not fall. To the ground, Tibes realized that the road under his feet was different.

Generally speaking, the speed of pushing a single-wheeled cart like this will not be much faster than walking slowly, because the ground of the country dirt road often has a pit on the left and a depression on the right. If you push it too fast, you may overturn the cart.

But the road here is different. Tibes raised his foot and stomped on the ground vigorously, and the pain caused by the shock went through the soles of his feet.

If he guessed correctly, the ground may even be made of several large stone slabs. The distance from the pier to the camp is about [-] steps, and the width is about [-] steps. How can it be so long and wide? What about the slate?

What a miracle, Tibes couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Could it be that the heavenly father had manifested himself? You must know that their gods have never manifested their spirits except for being possessed by the priests.

Thinking of this, Tibes put on a smiling face and walked up to Feng William in a fawning manner: "Mr. Knight, how is my son?"

"Sent to the opposite side to be treated by a specialized doctor." Feng Weilian glanced at him, feeling impatient, "Wait honestly, if you really have faith in the Heavenly Father in your heart, the Heavenly Father will bless your son."

"Praise Heavenly Father!" Tibes hurriedly imitated the old priest in his memory and drew a sign of the cross on his chest.

Ships of blue limestone sailed along the Elbe River towards Hamburg. Just when the refugees were about to fall into panic, a significantly larger dragon-headed warship approached not far away.

Standing at the forefront of the Dragon Shou battleship were two heroic young men, who were wearing furs on their heads and holding the Viking daggers at their waists. They were Feng Hansi and Feng Youde.

"Erlang, Sanlang, you are here." Feng Weilian smiled and waved to Feng Hansi and Feng Youde. The three of them learned Feng Sen's Romance of the Three Kingdoms and became brothers.

"Fuck, big brother." Feng Hansi immediately waved his hand.

When the long boat docked, there were a dozen or so soldiers at first. They went up and down several times, and finally carried a dozen or so wooden barrels off the boat.

He randomly found an open space by the river, filled the wooden barrel with water, and called for some pots of hot water from the camp to come over.

After Zhi Leng picked up the vats, Sanfeng asked someone to move the table, and an attendant monk who was in charge of registration also stepped off the boat.

"Listen well, if you want to join us in Hamburg, there are conditions." Feng Weilian stood on the chair, imitating Feng Sen's posture and shouted, "First, the first step, everyone come to the table according to the family , Report your names, occupations, and ages."

Pulling up his wife and daughter, Tibes mingled with the main force, walked to the table, registered his household registration, followed a few Baoyi who led the way, and walked towards the back of the table.

Not far behind the table, there are about a dozen large wooden barrels, separated by a curtain. A family who came first is sitting on a small saddle. An old Saxon shaved.

"The second step is to take a bath. Taking a bath means that you have converted to the Heavenly Father! And cutting off your hair means that your past mistakes will be forgotten!"

Cutting hair and taking a bath is to kill parasitic bacteria and fleas, men and women alike, all beards are shaved, and all hair is shaved into a crew cut.

Touching his bare chin, Tibes stopped in front of the steaming wooden barrel with some fear. Could this mean that we were going to be boiled in the wooden barrel to eat meat?

"What are you looking at? Go in!" A Saxon coat kicked Tibes's ass, and the other Saxon refugees who were also hesitating in front of the barrel turned their attention to Tibes.

As the leader who brought them into the rule of Hamburg, Tibes had to lead the way. He took a deep breath and jumped in while leaning on the edge of the barrel.

This wooden barrel was not deep, and the water in it spread to Tibes' waist at most.

So hot!This was Tibes' first feeling, but he gritted his teeth and didn't say anything.

"Don't stand, sit down!" As they said, the two soldiers pressed Tibes' shoulders and pushed him into the hot water.

Tibes' body was shivering a little from the heat, but after a while, when he got used to the water temperature, a tingling sensation came from his skin, and he gradually became comfortable.

Soaked in hot water, the painful heat wrapped Tibes, and the numbness healed his muscles and mind that had been stiff from walking for many days. In an instant, he almost forgot the hunger in his belly and the fear in his heart. The tiredness hit my heart.

But the soldiers next to him didn't let him fall asleep. They ruthlessly took out big brushes with softened bristles and rubbed vigorously on Tibis's dark and rosy skin.

"Oh ho ho ho ho!" Tibes's tired brain woke up in less than half a second. He let out a sound like a Tom cat, and firmly grasped the edge of the barrel.

"Stand up obediently," a soldier shouted.

Every time the hard bristle brush scrapes Tibes's body, several long rows of light red stripes can be seen abruptly appearing on the black back.

After washing for about ten minutes, Tibes was finally pulled out of the barrel in a burst of dizziness.

A basin of hot water fell on his head, washing away the remaining sewage on his body. Tibes shuddered. He looked down at the slightly reddened skin with blood spots, and felt that his bones had doubled in weight.

After wiping off the mud spots on his body, Tibes looked back at the previous wooden barrel, where thick black water like ink was poured on the ground, and the corpses of fleas and various bugs were flowing in the sewage.

Not far away, Tibes and their previous clothes were thrown into a corner and burned collectively, the flames were blazing.

Tibes stood naked in front of a broad and fat Saxon uncle. The old man gave him a squinting look and then threw him a strange set of clothes.

"Press one corner of the hem of the clothes to the other, and tie it with a belt... the front lapel is left, and the right lapel is not something you can wear!" Tibes quickly changed the direction of the front lapel of the clothes.

"Okay, go to the front and find your family, and then you can receive the meal."

Chapter 96 Hamburg Through the Eyes of Refugees

After pouring the last mouthfuls of oatmeal into his mouth, Tibes sat cross-legged on the ground and let out a long sigh of satisfaction.

Beside him, hundreds of villagers were also sitting on the ground. They carefully held clay bowls in their hands and took wooden spoons to gulp down the black oatmeal porridge with a few drops of lard.

This kind of porridge is not just oatmeal, it also contains acorn flour and wheat flour. From Feng Sen's point of view, this porridge has a bit of Indian delicacy.

But it is undeniable that the calories provided by this kind of paste are indeed higher than those made by ordinary methods, because these pastes contain a lot of starch hydrolyzed sugar, which is no different from sugar water in essence and is very easy to absorb .

Caressing his round belly and looking down at the brand new clothes on his body, Tibes stroked his hairy head and felt that he had made the most correct choice in his life.

"Have you finished eating?" A Saxon banner man in a right-handed jacket walked up to them with his hands behind his back, "Do you know whose food you are eating?"

The Saxon refugees looked at me and I looked at you, and turned their doubtful eyes to Tibes.

Tibes bravely stood up and said, "It's the lord's meal."

"Poke, poke!" the Saxon bannerman said in a second-hand Chinese accent, "You are eating the food of Feng Dashuai, the owner of the two banners of Saxon Franks, do you hear me clearly? Let me ask again, whose food are you eating?"

"The meal of Marshal Feng, the owner of the two flags!" The refugees shouted scatteredly under the leadership of Tibes.

"Well, not bad!" The Saxon bannerman glanced at Tibes, "What's your name?"

"My name is Tibes, my lord." Tibes quickly leaned over and replied.

"There are 110 households in your village, with a total of [-] people. You should be one of the ten households first. These people will be integrated and counted as a leader. They will work under me. Do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand." Tibes immediately bowed and responded.

"My surname is Zhao, and I am the fourth eldest in my family, so I am called Zhao Si. Look at my face clearly. We are here to work. Watch out for your badge. Except for the master and me, no one will care about you. Do you understand?" Zhao Sibaihu from Kaiqi Village stared at the man in front of him proudly.

"Ming, I understand."

"Okay, read it a few times with me. Marshal Feng, Zhao Baihu, Zuo Ling, read it with me."

After reading these words seven or eight times with Zhao Si, Zhao Si nodded with satisfaction: "Practice more, I will check tomorrow, if you can't pronounce it or mispronounce it, you have to beat the board, and you can't pronounce it all the time. Don't be an assistant leader."

"Yes." Tibes thought for a while, and said in a weird tone, "Zhao Baihu."

"Very good. You all stay in this quarry for seven days. After seven days, if you don't have the disease, you can enter our Cage for defense." Zhao Si nodded to Tibes, "Come with me."

Following behind this short little nobleman, Tibes had the opportunity to look directly at his back. He was not tall, and he was dressed in linen brown clothes, but unlike Tibes's own left lapel, Zhao Si's The clothes are right lapels.

"You guys are refugees, we have no obligation to rescue you." Zhao Si said without turning his head while walking ahead, "But my Zhao Si's Kaiqi garrison is short of people, so I will assign you If you come here, you can be regarded as handsome and kind."

"Heavenly Father bless Marshal Feng!" Tibes felt as if he had brought out the few Heavenly Father's blessings he had learned from the old priest.

Zhao Si turned his head and looked at him with some surprise: "You are quite good at talking, the heavenly father will definitely protect Marshal Feng, not only the heavenly father will bless you, but Worden will also bless you.

In front of the commander-in-chief, put away your cleverness, and be honest, did you hear me? "

Tibes, who was still confused about how Woden and Heavenly Father got involved a second ago, became nervous when he heard this sentence. The biggest noble he had ever seen was the Saxon who managed more than 500 soldiers. The little chief is now, it is an unprecedented experience for a dignitary to occupy such a large land.

"In any case, since you joined our two flags and you are still my subordinate, then I have to tell you the rules of our two flags. You can't go out and lose my face."

When he got to the pier, a small raft was docked at the pier. Zhao Si waved to Tibes and got on the raft. The raft slowly went upstream under the long oars of the boatman.

"Our two flags are still Marshal Feng's slaves in the final analysis, but I am a bannerman, equivalent to Marshal Feng's personal army, and a free citizen. The marshal is my patron, and you are slaves. The marshal is Your master." Sitting on the raft, Zhao Si faced Tibes and said eloquently.

"At the end of the day, everyone is Marshal Feng's slave! But only Marshal Feng is willing to let the slave serve as his own army, or even truly become a free citizen." Zhao Si stretched out four fingers to Tibes, "In Hamburg, there are The fourth class, the first class, are pure-blooded Hans and Frankish nobles, especially pure-blooded Hans. They are brothers and sisters of the master, which is equivalent to the second master. As for the Frankish nobles, the master is not happy with them, but they There is no good way, let's not mess with them.

The second class is Han people with foreign surnames and Frankish free citizens. Generally speaking, Han people with foreign surnames have a higher status. Have you seen Feng William before?He is a Han with a foreign surname, so he can speak in front of first-class people, and we can't compare.

The third class is people like me, Bannermen, whose status is similar to that of Saxon freemen or even minor nobles, but we are the master's personal army, and they can't do anything about us.

The fourth class of people is your kind. The coat is a slave, but you are different from ordinary slaves. You are the slave of the commander. You are so taller than other slaves that you don’t know where to go. Slaves, as long as you don't kill them, you can do whatever you want, at most you will pay a few sheep. "

Tibes's head was swollen after all the rhetoric, and he digested it for a long time before asking: "What about the edhilingui, frilingi and lazzi before?"

"There are no such things in the two banners." Zhao Si shook his head, "Look at me, I am frilingi, will you become a bannerman by killing people and doing meritorious deeds soon? You will be a bannerman if you do a good job. If you become a regular, you can accumulate credit every day and within five years, you will be able to become a bannerman."

Tibes was a little dazed. He was a lazzi who was enslaved. He never thought that one day he would become a freeman frilingi. Besides, five years, only five years would be enough.

"Then how do we accumulate credit?"

Zhao Si clasped his fingers: "It's very simple. A wrapped auxiliary soldier beheads a first-level soldier, and a wrapped soldier beheads a second-level soldier and turns it into a small flag. After turning into a small flag, the captain of the fire leader can be appointed. The team officer leads the troops to fight. The number of beheads is higher than that of the opponent by a quarter, and the loss of one's side is lower than that of the opponent. It is counted as one merit. If you accumulate five skills and learn [-] Chinese, you can become a bannerman. If you are already a bannerman, you can make up a hundred households by accumulating three merits."

"Going to the battlefield to kill people?" Tibes's scalp was a little numb.

Zhao Si laughed loudly and said: "It's not that simple for those who have no eggs, want to be a free citizen and become a nobleman, just like this, there are benefits that are not available elsewhere, our two flags are going to kill people, otherwise why should we? Besides, if you're afraid, you don't have to go, but the credit will be taken by others."

"Your Excellency Feng William before that, how did he become a nobleman at such a young age?"

"One is because he is Marshal Feng's adoptive son, and he is naturally close; the second is because he entered the primary school in Hamburg and was close to those pure-blood Han people; the third is that he made great contributions in repelling the Vikings before." Zhao Si cursed with a bit of hatred in his eyes, "Why is it not me?" "Damn lucky boy, I almost froze to death on an expedition to Denmark, and the soles of his feet rotted, so he got a job in a hundred households. Fortunately, he came up with a foreign surname." People... It's annoying to think about it!

Forget it, let's not talk about this, besides these, there is also the doorway in our two banners, I have to tell you about it. "

Zhao Si clapped his fingers again: "We are a leader of twenty or thirty households, led by a ten households, there are bannermen and coats in the collars, the bannermen go out to fight, and the coats farm at home. Or go to war with the Bannermen.

But pay attention, your ten households are only useful at ordinary times. Once there is a war, everyone has to listen to me, understand? "

"understand."

"Well, let's go on, two assistant leaders, plus my own assistant leader, there are a total of one hundred households. One guard is led by one hundred households, that is, I lead it. During the war, there are ten auxiliary soldiers, and the soldiers are 15 soldiers. People. Form a team with the other two defenders, and choose the team leader by themselves.

Originally there was a thousand households above, but our Saxon flag now has five banners in total, and there are no thousand households yet. "Zhao Si patted Tibes on the shoulder, "When I am promoted to a thousand households, you may also have a hundred households. "

Chapter 97 Under the Burger through the Eyes of Refugees

The raft swayed forward on the Elbe, passed a bend in the river, and stopped at the pier at the mouth of the Alster.

Following Zhao Si onto the shore, Tibes raised his head. First of all, he saw the endless wheat field. In early August, the ears of wheat had gradually turned yellow, and his head was gradually lowered.

Not far from the wheat field, there are two two-story small buildings. There is no wall on one side of the small building, but half of the grass curtain is hung. Tibes looked in from the outside, but it was a huge stone mill. Pulled by two tall nanny horses, they turned slowly.

However, unlike the stone mill Tibes had seen, the people here were actually using a stone mill to grind stones.

Workers in the stone mill carry bags full of crushed stones and clinker, and throw the crushed stones and clinker into the grinding disc like soybean milk, and various powders flow out along the grinding eye.

However, these stone millers did not put it into use directly, but took out a sieve made of bark and kept shaking it to sieve out the finer powder, leaving gravel and impurities to continue to be put into the stone mill Medium grind finely.

Most of these crushed stones have been baked in advance, and their texture is relatively brittle, while the clinker is mostly broken bricks and broken pottery pieces, which are more brittle in texture, so they can be ground with a stone mill and replaced with a harder material, only steel can be used. Grind.

Tibes looked into the distance, and the stone houses were hidden behind the tall walls, with a head slightly exposed, and most of the houses outside the walls were low, but compared with thatch, their stone roofs looked like Much better.

"Let's go, let's go." A few shouts came from behind, and Tibes subconsciously stepped out of the way. On a long boat with its dragon's head cut off, several coats and Viking slaves were carrying several Large bales of rye, dried fish and furs were brought ashore.

After emptying the cargo on the longship, a group of Frankish coats carried a box of cargo onto the boat. Tibes took a peek at the stone flakes and polished squares placed on the roof. The real "stone bricks", then the shield and a few bottles of beer.

Most of the little chiefs are poor ghosts, and it is impossible for them to buy a whole pair of vines, so Feng Sen has recently put the output on the vines. As for the export of bricks and tiles, it is entirely those little chiefs and priests who also have construction needs, such as roofs Leaking rain or rebuilding temples and the like.

But the beer has only recently come out, and the word of mouth has not yet opened up. Feng Sen asked him to take two bottles with him every time he sailed, and gave them to the chief with the largest trade volume for free.

"What are you looking at?" Zhao Si slapped Tibes on the back of the head, "Let's go."

Staring at the newly made straw sandals, Tibes walked on a road that was different from before. The road in the previous camp seemed to be made of a whole piece of stone slabs. Although this road is also a dirt road, for some reason, it does not have the potholes and muddy feeling after the rain.

Feng Sen's triadic cement was used to pave the road on the side of the quarry. The local cement road in Hamburg has not yet been fully constructed, but Feng Sen has refurbished the outer dirt road to improve freight efficiency.