Rebirth of the Viking King

"It's really unpleasant to drink this kind of thing in a bland way! When it comes to strong liquor, haha, the liquor brewed by those reeks from the Avar Khanate that smells like horse juice and sheepskin is the most powerful!"

After a few glasses of strong wine and half a leg of lamb, Bakanbusi had already perfectly drank with a group of Vikings around him. He spoke a "Viking dialect" with a strong Slavic accent, foaming at the mouth. Introduce the brewing techniques of the prairie cavalry to them.

"They use fermented mare's milk, mix it with potatoes, barley, and some other unknown things! The whole thing is spicy and spicy, but it's so damn good! Ordinary Slavs can take a sip. Choking a somersault! "

"Reek calls this kind of kumiss: Stuffing the Donkey, haha, this name really comes from Zhou Zheng!"

Oleg looked worriedly at the Slavic King who was getting better next to him, and then secretly pulled down his sleeve under the table for the twelfth time. He had to remind himself, this alcoholic leader, to try not to talk too much about the "Avar Khan" country.

Because of this battle, the words "White Bear Bakanbusi" resounded throughout the Western Continent.

**

Ten years ago, the "Avar Khanate" that was flourishing on the East-West Continental Bridge had an Ogedei Great Khan. He suffered from the frequent encroachment of his pastures by Slavic refugees, so he led 30,000 light cavalry on an expedition against the Slavic people, vowing to destroy this lawless group. of wild herdsmen wiped from the map.

"This kind of beast with no sense of national boundaries is not worthy of being a neighbor to our 'Steppe Wolf' Wokuotai! Let me turn into a sharp blade in the hands of 'Meng Getian God' and completely eliminate this group of rags for our people. Slavic offal!”

After a swearing-in ceremony, all the seven great khans of the grassland came together to see Ogedai off. On that day, seven shamans held a grand worship ceremony. The morale of the 30,000 prairie cavalry was inflated, and the sound of killing was loud.

On the way to the expedition, Wokuotai was like a knife chopping green bamboo, easily wiping out more than ten tribes. There was no Slavic tribe that could resist his troops for even half a day along the way.

Until she came to the edge of "Murmansk", Bakanbusch's fiefdom.

That night, 30,000 troops camped in the ice field and made fires to cook. When darkness had just enveloped the land, Bakan Bushi rode his iconic white bear and led three thousand beast-turned-warriors to appear outside the cavalry battalion commander. They set fire to their horses and strolled to Ogedai's tent in the burning military camp.

Bakan Bushi killed people when he saw him, and he killed horses when he saw horses. When he stood in front of Wokuotai, there were only 200 people left around him.

But all the 2,000 personal guards around Ogedai were dead.

Buchan Bush did not kill him. In the raging fire, in front of all the prairie cavalry, he tore off the two ears of the Han King and blinded his eyes. He took out his eyeballs, soaked them in a wine bottle and drank heavily, and then let the giant bear next to him eat both of his legs.

"I leave you my life, do you know why?"

"You have to thank those Vikings who are getting more and more fucking soft! These bastards who believe in Odin are getting worse every year. Seeing that I even want to take a detour, you, the 'Mongolian Gods' It’s quite interesting that you are the heir! You actually cut so many wounds on me! I haven’t felt this kind of pain in many years.”

"thank you!"

"I hope you will give birth to more sons when you go home and send me a few every year. You will be able to do it, right?"

While saying these horrifying words, Bakanbusi used a burning torch again and again to scorch all the wounds on the broken body of the Great Khan to prevent him from dying due to excessive blood loss. After finishing all these things, he rode on the giant bear, drank the 'suffocating donkey' snatched from the tent, and staggered out of the prairie cavalry camp.

That night, the cavalrymen packed their bags and withdrew from Murmansk overnight without even eating. Those with horses rode, those without horses ran, and a team of 30,000 people lined up in a long queue on the wasteland. There is only one sentence that echoes repeatedly in every soldier's mind: "I must run faster than my comrades."

"Only if I can run faster than them, I won't die!"

Returning to the Avar Khanate, when the deserters presented the remaining body of the great Han King Ogedai to the great king of the grassland "Avar Khan", he looked livid and ordered his herdsmen to continue to retreat for a hundred miles south and take all belonging to the Avar Khan. The steppes of the Slavs were returned to them.

From then on, no herdsmen from the Avar Khanate dared to step into the land of the Slavs.

**

"So, this eldest brother also participated in the battle between the king and the Great Khan of Ogedai?"

"Have you participated? Haha, I am a beast-turned-warrior! I followed my king all the way to the opposite side of the black-haired old man! Haha, that battle was so majestic! I was so powerful back then."

"My eldest nephew, you have almost drunk this wine. You have to leave some for us Viking brothers, otherwise you, a bastard, drink openly and drink all the village chief's family wealth." Go!" Oleg grabbed Bakan Bush, who was foaming at the mouth, and stopped his urge to continue talking.

The upright Slavic King was a powerful warrior, but he didn't know much about strategizing. If you drink at this pace, I'm afraid this guy will reveal that he is Bakan Bushbenshi sooner or later.

"Haha, I like this village!"

"It's much better to deal with this group of happy guys than to stay in Murmansk and face the group of Slavic nobles who want this and that every day and are never satisfied!"

The reason why Oleg dared to bring Bakanbusi into Hanshui Village was because of his deep understanding of the Slavic king. He knew that Bukanbusi had no deep-seated hatred for the Viking pirates who plundered eastward every year. Instead, he saw this opportunity as a "divine punishment," an opportunity that Princess Haholan had found to control the Slavic population.

The land of Slavic countries is vast, but too barren. If it weren't for the Vikings who would kill part of the population and plunder another part of the population once a year. The flourishing Slavic 32 tribe will inevitably fall into a larger-scale involution and accelerate its demise.

It is precisely because of this group of Vikings that they can survive in this troubled world until now.

But Oleg didn't think so.

During his time as a slave in Scandinavia, he had seen how the major capital forces in the Western Continent were gradually encroaching on this wild land.

Countless wealthy nobles from the Tang Dynasty, Byzantines, Visigoths, and Arabs poured into Scandinavia under the leadership of the O'Sullivan family. They used the rich Slavic slave resources to open mines, pastures, and forest farms to extract valuable resources and then used ships to transport these in-demand commodities from the Western Continent, bringing considerable profits to the O'Sullivan family.

Over the decades, Oleg traveled to many slave manors. Although he sold his labor, he also broadened his horizons.

Land has never only been used for two purposes: "growing food" and "raising livestock." The trees all over the mountains and plains, the seemingly useless stone barren hills, and even the population growing on this land can be exchanged for gold coins by the capitalists.

If Bakanbusch could obtain this land, all Slavs would be freed from enslavement forever.

After carrying Bakan Bushi back to the Cold Water Castle, the two of them entered the large bath for a comfortable bath, and then returned to their guest rooms. Oleg's identity at this time was the host of the Hahoran Temple, so all his food, clothing, housing and transportation were in accordance with the highest standards.

The high-temperature steam evaporated most of the alcohol in Buchanbusch's blood. He lay on a bed made of soft fox fur, resting his hands behind his head.

"If you didn't tell me, I really can't imagine that there is such a paradise on the other side of the Baltic Sea where the Slavs can be the masters of their own country! No one in this village is a slave, and everyone lives together as equals!"

"To be honest, these people are even better at making fires than in Murmansk! After living for 36 years, my eyes have been opened today!"

Haha, Oleg chuckled twice, noncommittal.

"There is probably no other lord like Loki in the whole Vikings!"

"The reason why the residents of Hanshui Village and Wuya Town are so happy has a lot to do with the fact that Village Chief Luoji did not save a penny, but used all his property to improve people's livelihood.

This lord is really a weirdo.

He doesn't save money, doesn't play with women, and doesn't chase power. He 'seems' to be very interested in territory, but he doesn't even have an army of "professional soldiers" under his command.

I don't think he's a smart guy.

But this kind of person is an indispensable and important link for us to complete the entire plan! "