Chapter Eighty-Five: I Want Something
Although they all drank like dogs yesterday, when Count Tang woke up, the Viking warriors who were still unsatisfied blinked their mouths, still nostalgic for the taste of yesterday's wine, but they were already energetic and devoted to the new day. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"One, two, let's get the net!"
Two dragon boats pulled the dense fishing nets, wandering back and forth on the vast sea, the leader shouted loudly, the Viking warriors around the left and right heard it, immediately excited to row the oars desperately to the shore, and so on finally let the boat run aground, more than a dozen Viking warriors standing on the shore worked together, step by step to lift the heavy fishing nets up, the Viking warriors who got down from the dragon boat worked harder, and finally caught the fish in this net.
This is the food of the Vikings for a day, relying on the mountains to eat the mountains and the sea to eat the sea, in addition to some Vikings collecting fresh water everywhere, at sea, the lack of food and clothing is tolerable, the only thing that cannot be tolerated is that there is no fresh water, which is the most deadly.
"Lord Count, you are awake."
Seeing Count Don standing up, the knight of Alcoba, who was on guard on the side, hurriedly walked over and said, but as soon as he moved two steps, his body had begun to tilt, and he couldn't move.
"Knight Alcoba, you haven't slept all night?"
Little Count Tang was moved and angry, seeing the knight like this, it is certain that he didn't sleep all night, he was originally injured on his body, and he fought with people yesterday and drank wine, which was already a big injury to his vitality, and this was to protect him from sleeping all night, so that the knight of Alcoba was almost fifty years old, and in the Middle Ages, he was equivalent to a person who stepped into the grave with one foot!
"It's my fault to put you in danger, and if you are hurt in your sleep again, then even if I am alive, I will not have the face to see anyone again."
The knight of Alcoba squatted, but his mouth was still very hard, the dead duck was not too hot, and he was not willing to admit defeat if he held his neck, but he was now weak to a certain extent, and where was the opponent of the young and strong Count Don, who was about the same as the blind bear, was immediately pressed to the ground, and his eyes were forcibly covered, and after a while, the even snoring sounded like thunder.
"I'm glad I had a good time, and if it had been in the wild, I wouldn't have wanted to fight you and your loyal knights anyway."
Patriarch Olaf, who witnessed the whole process, said with deep emotion, he is honest, if they meet in the plains, the knights still have horses, and the Olaf patriarch will not attack Count Don and them anyway - during that period of time when the Varyag Guard served, the ironclad palsaders of the Eastern Roman Empire have shown him countless times how cavalry has an advantage over infantry, and when he saw the whistling cavalry for the first time, he felt that the Vikings were driving dragon boats, Gone are the good days of being at ease.
"It's fate, no one knows what's going to happen in the next second, and that's why life is interesting, isn't it?"
"You have a point, if you are at ease, you can leave the knight in the care of my men, and I will tell you where this beach is, and how to get here."
As he spoke, Olaf made a gesture, and immediately several Viking warriors came over, including the one who fought against the Olaba knight yesterday, but the little Don Count doesn't have to worry about such a thing as a public and personal vendetta, the Vikings worship the strong, since the Olaf knight defeated the enemy openly yesterday, then he must be respected as he deserves.
"This is where we landed."
The patriarch of Olaf took the little Count Tang to his tent, and he took out a chest from the most secret corner of the tent, and took out a sealed map from the box, and spread it out to the little count of Don.
"This is Norway, my hometown, I set sail from Bergen, and along the way I passed through Atlanta, Orkney, the South Island, Moe Island, and then landed in Desmond."
Patriarch Olaf pointed to the somewhat shabby chart, which had begun to turn yellow, densely marked with various symbols, and the Count of Don Jr. followed Patriarch Olaf's fingers, this is indeed a long journey, in the North Sea, which is not a very calm place, every time you leave the port, you can be regarded as fighting for your life.
"This is the greatest treasure my ancestors have left for generations, proof of the Vikings' struggle with the sea. At sea, as long as you have such a chart, you will never have to worry about running out of food, so you know, I can't give this to you. ā
"It's natural, I know."
Count Don nodded, he didn't expect this in the first place, even if he usually watched movies and watched Pirates of the Caribbean, Captain Jack made a comeback several times, in addition to his personal charm, isn't it because of his compass!
"But this part," said Olaf, who circled the chart with his finger, "the whole of Great Britain, from Ireland to England, plus Normandy and Brittany, you can copy this part, and we have brought parchment with us, of course, for a fee."
"Well, you're a shrewd businessman, and you won't lose anything."
Count Xiao Tang shook his head, but there is nothing to say, you have taken the wisdom accumulated by your ancestors for hundreds of years, and you should give some money, after all, at this time, things that can be solved with money are not a problem.
"Then, you can copy it here slowly, and I'll have someone bring you the parchment and ink."
Patriarch Olaf said this, and the little Count Tang had no objection, after all, the nautical chart is no more than anything else, and an error of one centimeter is a distance of several kilometers at sea, which may be the difference between life and death, in the era when there was no printing press, it was only possible to draw a semi-complete nautical chart by relying on manpower to chew and swallow slowly - the reason why it was semi-complete, because someone had to go to the site to investigate, and no one could guarantee that the nautical chart would be correct.
The work of drawing nautical charts was busy from morning to evening, rulers, triangles, rulers, carving knives, and the little Count Tang finally realized the hard work of the manual worker, and only after drawing a third of the chart, he was already dizzy and overused, and had to squint his eyes to see clearly. Not to mention that there are still quite a lot of mistakes in this third of the charts, and some of the graphics used by the Vikings Don Count Don don't know what it means at all, so he can only draw the scoop according to the gourd, how can it go on like this!
Therefore, he could only go to Olaf Patriarch again in the end, and he was blackmailed again.
Blackmail is not the most important thing - Patriarch Olaf is a very measured man, he will go crazy to collect money, but he can at least guarantee that things will be done beautifully, and this alone is enough to make people angry.
Two Viking warriors, one on the left and one on the right, casually drew the charts that Count Don Jr. took a day to draw, and it was more complete and less incorrect, which was really amazing, and at the same time made Count Don think about other things......
"Although this group of Vikings is indeed a great danger, it will not be a great danger if they are guarded by strict soldiers. Besides, I only need a handful of people, I only need a handful of Vikings who are skilled in seafaring technology, to help me build ships, or draw charts, yes, just like the mercenaries before me, and not without precedent......"
PS: It's so hard to write...... It's too tiring to learn code words, and the next chapter is about one or two o'clock in the morning......