The spring sun shone warmly, and a group of people slowly walked forward in the canyon.

The team slowly moved towards the depths of the canyon, and a strong man walked quickly to the unconscious little boy underground.

The man was Nala's husband, Olaf, and when he saw this, he hurried forward, with a wooden shield and iron sword in his hand, and he leaned down to look at the skinny boy again.

The boy had a high nose, white skin and brown hair like theirs, and a small face that had not yet opened at the moment could already be seen faintly showing the handsome appearance of the future. The Count made a rude gesture to Izza:

"This doesn't belong to our tribe, ignore him."

After that, he turned around and walked away.

"Great Earl!

God Odin, save him with your incomparable radiance.

It's just a poor kid, and it's hurt.

If you leave him here, he'll die. ”

The kind-hearted Nala still knelt beside the little boy and motionless, gesturing as she spoke with a pleading gaze.

The Scandinavian tribal leader looked down at the tribal freeman who was asking for him, and hesitated. He stood tall on his horse, put down the big iron sword in his hand, crouched down and put his right hand under his thigh, and pondered.

Rolf's physique was taller than Nala's husband, Olaf, over 180 cm tall, muscular, strong and powerful, with a strong, broad, barrel-shaped chest and thick legs.

He has a fierce and aggressive appearance, but his features are more pronounced, he has thicker dark eyebrows and a wider nose. The brown beard is well groomed by bunches of silver ornaments, and it has a lot of character and is very beautiful. His legs, chest and abdomen had short thick brown hairs, which were not far from the same, although not enough to be called animal hairs.

He wore a more advanced animal skin cloak than the others, but it was cut shorter, and the girdle was tied differently, with fewer pleats that could be used as pockets.

Rolf carried no load of household items, except for a cloak of animal skins and a large fur belt tied to the back of his mount with a wide belt, and only a few weapons for hunting.

On his stout right arm is a black tattoo scar, shaped like a goshawk with wings about to fly, and the upper end opens like a trumpet to the sides. This is the totem of their tribal belief [totem is an Indian word meaning "his kin", and totem worship is one of the earliest religious beliefs in primitive societies. Primitive man believed that every clan or individual had a kinship or other special relationship with some kind of animal. This animal then becomes the totem of the clan or individual, as a protector or symbol. 】tags.

He did not need any other markings or clothing to indicate that he was the leader of the tribe, for his manners, and the obedience of the tribesmen, were enough to make him very transcendent.

Nala knew deeply that Rolf was thinking seriously about her request by resting her right hand under her thigh, and that no one was allowed to disturb her at this moment, only to wait quietly, without the slightest sign of anxiety.

Rolf straightened the iron stone that hung around his neck along with the amulet [iron stone was a weapon of the Vikings in the Middle Ages, which was wrapped in animal skins and tied with ropes on the outside of two to three iron balls. When used, hold the middle of the rope with your hand and hit enemies or beasts with the iron ball you throw. ] to balance the position of the three iron balls.

As the king's own earl, Rolf was often reluctant to make hasty decisions on major events that would affect the fate of the entire tribe.

Especially now, when the entire tribe is in a difficult time, and has not yet found a safe refuge from the wrath of the gods. He thought, he couldn't refuse a reasonable request from someone for the sake of a momentary impulse.

Rolf knew that Donala wanted to heal the little boy, whether he was a native or a foreigner. Although Nala is only the daughter of a farmer, it cannot be said that she is also an excellent shield girl, and her martial arts are not much weaker than those men in the tribe, and Nala is an important member of the regular raids every year.

But Nala is a woman after all, and she has a merciful heart for injured animals, especially young ones.

Now, in front of her is a little boy who is on the verge of death, and he has clear eyebrows, how can she stand by and watch death without saving her?

Rolf thought at the moment that if I didn't interfere with Nala, let her take the child away and be raised by her and her husband Olaf. Seeing that the child was dying, no matter how clever his siblings were in medical magic, they could not save the child's life, and there was no need to make Nala resentful for the sake of a child.

Thinking of this, Rolf picked up the sword from the ground, turned over on his horse in his hand, and shrugged at Nala and Olaf to show that he was irresponsible, and the life or death of the little boy in front of him depended on the two of them.

Rolf turned his horse and did not look back, but rode away with great stride. Let Nala and Olaf decide for themselves! They could take the boy with them, or they could not take it with them, whatever they wanted.

Nala received permission from the Count, and immediately reached out from the basket, took out a leather cloak, wrapped the little boy around, and tied the unconscious boy to her back and waist with a soft animal leather belt.

Nala was amazed at the boy's low weight, and felt that his weight was so disproportionate to his height.

The unconscious little boy made a painful ** sound from this toss, but he was still in a deep coma. Nala gently patted him and comforted him. Then, she quickened her pace to keep up with the group, walked ahead of the rest of the women, and continued on her way.

As Nala and Count Rolf were talking, most of the women stopped and looked back at them, except for the lady who was sitting in the carriage with a blank face.

When the Count finally agreed that Nala should take the little boy away, they waved their hands quickly and cheered excitedly, and the women talked about it with excitement and curiosity.

Except for the lack of an otter skin bag, the rest of the women's outfits were basically the same as Nala's, and they carried the same heavy loads. These loads are the entire tribe at present

Tangible property. The belongings were rescued by the tribe from the rubble of collapsed wooden houses after the earthquake.

Two of the women were carrying breastfeeding babies. They wrap their babies in the folds of a close-fitting animal hide, so that they can breastfeed at any time.

While they were waiting for Nala, one of the women felt hot urine running down her body, and quickly pulled the naked baby out of her skinfolds, slapped her buttocks a few times, and finished urinating on the ground, and then quickly put the baby back and caught up with the group.

In the Middle Ages, Scandinavian women usually wrapped their babies in soft animal skin swaddling clothes, and in order to suck up the urine and feces of the babies, they padded rags in the quilts, and if the goats were moulted, they used wool collected from the goats, and if at other times, the fluff from the chests of birds, and the fur of fibrous plants.

These plushs are highly absorbent and soft without scratching the baby's skin. But when traveling, it's easiest and most convenient to carry your baby naked in skinfolds.

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