Rise of Rurik

The number of refugees has dropped sharply, and while the guards in Fodgen were carrying the corpse, they scoured the corpse for some money.

The remaining refugees became very manageable, but the problem also came, these people are not rich, the rest are mostly poor poor women with children.

Most of them are very hungry and basically have no money in their hands. They don't care about the blood on the ground, and they are also afraid of the swords of the warriors. They only stare at the barbecue.

There are more than 50 female refugees who have paid for meat. They are very strong, and Fodgen does not want to embarrass them. These women claimed that even if they starved to death in the middle, they would not make Fodgen a slave.

Although Fodgen has been defending, he just took them to his leather workshop to work for a few years as workers, while eating and drinking.

However, when they saw the terrible scene just now, they didn't listen to Fodgen at all. After they took the meat, in addition to scolding the profiteer, they gave Fodgen a reputation as a butcher, and the troubled Fodgen was very helpless.

It was clearly the group of refugees who broke out the riots, and a group of people took advantage of the chaos to take the initiative to attack, and their self-defense was considered a butcher's act?

At least, there is no possibility of looting now.

Xiangqi floated into the woods, and the two girls who survived the disaster were attracted by the fragrance.

The elder sister stuck her head out weakly, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the current situation.

"Honey, we can go now."

"Are you going...to buy meat?"

"Of course. Let's go."

After saying that, the elder sister pulled her younger sister and started limping towards the newly prepared barbecue shop.

Seeing two children coming, the guards took precautions again.

Because the decision of the gold master is absolute, anyone who tries to snatch the barbecue is a robber and a thief, and such a person will be sentenced to capital punishment anywhere.

A strong warrior maliciously stopped the two children.

"Stop! You want meat? Are you rich?"

"Yes!" My sister said reluctantly.

"Show the money first and let me see."

My sister had no choice but to take out her well-preserved sackcloth bag. She pulled the rope and showed the gold coins, silver coins and amber inside.

The setting sun can't hide the beautiful luster of the gold coins at all,

Not to mention the amber polished to an almost perfect sphere!

The guard pouted and stretched out his right hand: "Give me an amber, and I'll let you go."

"You!" The elder sister gritted her teeth. Due to her weakness, she had to hand over a piece of amber.

At this time, a soldier shouted: "Bodson, what are you doing? Let those two children leave!"

"No! My brother, these two children are rich."

"Oh, then put it in and eat the meat."

"Let's go." After that, the mercenary pulled down the girl's burqa and realized that it was actually two girls.

The girl holds a bag of gold and silver jewelry? Incredible.

The mercenary couldn't help but be suspicious, the elder sister pulled the younger sister, and continued to endure the leg pain and ran away.

Although the two children were dirty from running around for a long time, when they pulled the hood on their heads, they revealed their golden braids and the beautiful silver hairpins on the braids.

Seeing two children suddenly running, Fodgen, who was already eating meat, was also startled.

"Two girls? Are you two rich?" Fodgen stared suspiciously, and observed the faces of the two children subconsciously. "Oh? You two are nice kids. Very nice..."

Hearing this, my sister stood in front of the flames and suddenly felt a chill.

Fodgen also noticed the hairpins on the heads of the two children. He estimated that ordinary children have such decorations? They should be rich.

"Want to eat meat?" he asked deliberately.

At this moment, the younger sister nodded her head as hard as she could, making her a little uncomfortable.

"Let me see how much money you have." Saying that, Fodgen gestured to his subordinates, and stretched out four fingers on his downed left hand.

Soon, four samurai suddenly stood behind the two girls.

Seeing this, my sister was really taken aback.

"You, are you trying to control us?"

"No." Fodgen shook his head in denial, "Let me see your money first."

"Okay... okay."

The elder sister opened her pocket, and the gold coins and spherical amber inside gave Fodegen a complete shock.

"Can you buy some meat with this money?" the girl asked cautiously.

"Oh, of course you can. You give me the money first," Fodgen said.

Seeing this, my sister took out two silver coins from her pocket: "Look, is it enough?"

"Are you kidding me? You still really don't understand?" Fodgen deliberately put on a displeased posture.

"Is it really not enough?!"

Fodgen continued to cast his gaze, and in an instant, the sackcloth bag in the girl's hand was taken away by a mercenary. The big hands were also clasped on the thin shoulders of the two girls, and the mercenary had completely controlled them both.

Fodgen took the sack of burlap, and he deliberately picked out two crystal balls of amber: "It's a treasure. It's priceless."

The sister of the girls couldn't take it anymore, she shouted: "You give me back my amber. I can give you the gold coins, and give me the amber."

"Yours?" Fo Degen skillfully put the two ambers into his arms: "It's really yours? Say, what is your identity?"

"Me!" The girl wanted to say that she and her sister were the last family members of the leader of Ostara. But seeing that this so-called good person also has the face of murder, if he really told him the truth, wouldn't it be bad?

She lied, "We...we are shepherdesses."

"Shepherdess? Really?"

"real!"

"That's not right. The mere shepherdess, how can there be gold coins? How can there be amber? In my opinion, you two are thieves!"

Hearing this, the girl was even more excited: "We are not thieves, you can't slander us."

"So where did your gold coins come from?"

"We picked it up?"

"Not necessarily." Ford couldn't conclude that the two children were lying, but he had other ideas. He deliberately threatened again: "Do you know what the Melalons do against thieves? Pull to the lake and chop off their heads! Or tied to a stone and sink into the lake. And tied to a log and burned to ashes You say, what should I do with you two little thieves?"

"You! You are slandering. You can't slander our innocence, you can kill me, but you can't slander me." At this moment, my sister was already blushing.

Seeing this, Fo Degen could not have imagined that this girl had such a strong temperament? Such children are rare.

The more he thought about it, the more interested he became in the sisters.

"Okay, two children. Maybe you're not thieves, and I can get around your life. There's only one way ahead of you."

Sister's mood eased a little: "What is that?"

"You follow me, and I can keep you all the time. You don't have to go pasture, you have enough food every day to sleep on warm leather cushions."

"Are you... do you lack a daughter?" My sister had already guessed the old guy's deep purpose, so she deliberately asked in a different way.

"Daughter? Isn't it cheap for others in the end?" Fodgen tugged at his beard: "You don't look very small, don't you know what I mean?"

After confirming the man's purpose, the elder sister gritted her teeth again: "You want us to be slaves. No way!"

"Oh, a little wolf? Don't worry, you'll be my loyal puppy."

Fodgen signaled to his subordinates, and a mercenary immediately grabbed his sister's neck. The sudden situation caused the troubled sister to cry loudly, and her sister was overwhelmed.

Fodgen instead arrogantly said: "I am giving you a chance to live! You two have no parents, if you hadn't met me, you might have become food for the Timberwolves tomorrow. Besides, I'm not letting you two. As a slave, I will treat you both gently in the future, why is it bad? Do you still want to continue to be hungry?"

When it comes to hunger, the two children growled like a conditioned reflex.

My sister was still crying, and she was still under control.

Fodgen pulled out his sword and snarled: "Kneel down for me."

The elder sister still gritted her teeth and looked at the arrogant guy with wide eyes.

"Kneel down for me."

On the contrary, the warrior behind the girl saw the anger of the gold master and pressed the unyielding girl down. As a result, the girl's injured knee suddenly touched the ground, and an unbearable pain caused her to roll on the ground with her knee in her arms. Stop howling.

Fodgen was startled, and immediately blamed the mercenary: "What's the matter with you? Why do you work so hard."

"My lord! I really have no strength."

At this moment, the big hand controlling her sister's neck loosened, and the mercenary was also looking at the girl in pain.

Instead, my sister suddenly knelt on the ground, crying and begging vaguely: "Master, please save my sister, she has a wound on her leg."

"What do you call me?" Fodgen asked happily.

"Master. My master, please save my sister..."

"You're smarter than your sister. Good."

Fodgen retracted his sword, walked straight to the girl who was still rolling in pain, controlled her personally, and then lifted her torn skirt, and was surprised when he saw the purulent knee.

"You! You child, have you persisted since the destruction of Ostara!? You will die soon!" After exclaiming, Fodgen immediately grabbed the girl's calf: "Oh, thank God, you still Not sick."

His so-called disease is sepsis. Although he does not understand the principle, he knows that if a person suffers serious trauma and is not properly treated, he will die of fever within a week at most.

The situation suddenly got a little tricky.

Fo Degen is also an old river and lake. Even if the two girls have dirty faces and ragged clothes, they look good. Through these filth, he can see the beauty of the two children.

Since there was no painkiller, Fodgen had to send the poor girl to one side to sit quietly for a while. He immediately gave the girl's sister some barbecued meat, and he was relieved to see that the child had been eating with all his might.

But seeing that her younger sister was so spineless, her heart was bleeding as she tried to open her eyes.

My sister rested for a while, and the pain in her legs eased.

Fodgen squatted in front of her, showing a very strangely gentle and soothing expression, while he was holding a half roast beef shank in his hand. The aroma of barbecue rushed into the girl's nose, and the halazi had flowed out of the corner of her mouth uncontrollably.

"Want to eat meat?" asked Fodgen, deliberately fiddling with the beef.

The girl does not speak.

"I actually know that you are very like eating meat. Child, your leg is very seriously injured. You can skip this meat, and you will still not starve to death. But tomorrow, you will be hot all over, and you will die pitifully. When that time comes, what will your sister do?"

"What should I do..." My elder sister reluctantly said, "She has already called your master, I...I just ask you to treat her well. Because she is..."

Originally, my sister felt that she could no longer hide. She wanted to reveal her identity, but it was very unfortunate that Fodgen interrupted her, and solemnly stated her position: "I have a friend, that man has a good relationship with the Rus people in the north. Now the Rus need a large number of servants, maybe my friend will take all the beggars in the streets of Melalen, and those who are dying of starvation will be protected by the Rus.

I see that you people in Ostara are bad, you see, you still have a lot of people who don't even have money.

The Granites don't want to save you at all, the only one who can save you now is me.

I will try to take them all away, I will give some to the Rus, and of course the Rus will give me a sum of money, because I will not send you people to the port of Melalen for nothing.

I will also leave a group of people to work for me and pay my debts.

Only you and your sister are different. "

My sister understood part of it. According to her understanding, the old guy was still a slave trader. Think about yourself, the granddaughter of the tribal leader actually became a slave? !

"It's sad that we're your slaves. I'd rather kill myself than..."

"You...how does your child look like a badly trained donkey?" Fodgen frowned and said bluntly, "How old are you? How old is your sister?"

"I... I'm nine years old, and my sister is seven."

"Nine? Don't you know a woman has to be engaged when she's twelve? Listen, I'll take care of the two of you, you'll be my wife, you'll be with me for the rest of my life, and I'll love you both very much , will grant you status. Don't call me master, you must call me lord."

The elder sister knew that this person had such a purpose. Now, she is really sad that she is only a woman and can't die in battle like her brother, father, and grandfather.

"Can't you be satisfied with my request? You know what? I've never said so much to a child. You know, if you die, your sister loses you forever."

"I..." The girl's eyes kept trembling, Fodgen knew that her hard heart was finally shaken, and suddenly a sense of conquest of a little wolf turned into a loyal dog came to mind.

Could it be that this girl really gave in?

Do not!

When Fodgen smothered their precious amber, when she saw the man order the killing, the girl was completely disappointed in him. But, still live! Even for my sister.

The girl asked weakly: "You, will you really save us?"

"Of course, I'll help you right away. Now, you have to call me lord."

"Big... lord."

"What? I didn't hear clearly." Fodgen put his ear close to him deliberately.

"Sir!" My sister finally said what she didn't want to say.

Fodgen, he laughed.

"Oh! My child, you and your sister will be saved. Perhaps, I need to give you two a new name at once."

"No! I have my own name."

"Really? Shepherdess also has a name? It's strange." With that being said, Fodgen completely felt that the two girls' life experiences were not simple. However, she has already got two babies, and their past experiences are completely unimportant.

"I have a name," the girl emphasized.

"what's your name?"

"I'm Carlotta! My sister's name is Ella."