Northeastern Rus is a desolate and savage land. The most iconic scene here is the winding river bends in the endless dense forest, as well as the unruly tribes and unruly villages in the forest. Only
A handful of towns exude a sense of civilization in this wild area.
A hundred years ago, there were no Rus' people in Northeastern Rus'. The fishing and hunting Finn tribes lived here peacefully. However, as the Volga River brought wealth and trade, this area that no one valued at all soon became lively.
The Russians have been migrating here continuously for hundreds of years. At first, these Russian immigrants who filtered in like flowing water did not conflict with the locals. After all, Northeastern Russia is so vast that it is fully enough to accommodate the new immigrants. At that time, the relationship between the two sides was still peaceful.
If you don't interfere with me, I won't interfere with you.
But as the number of Russians increased, various conflicts gradually emerged, including competition for fertile land, rich fishing and hunting areas, and competition for fur resources. In the end, the Russians won and succeeded.
It occupies quite a large area of land in Northeastern Rus.
But the Finns did not leave. The Northeastern Rus is too vast. Even if they are driven out of some resource-rich areas, the remaining areas are enough for them to live. Many Fens even mix and marry with the Rus. Gradually, these Fens
People also began to believe in the gods of Russia and adopt the customs of the Russians.
The Russians built several towns in this wild land, the earliest and most prosperous of which was Rostov. This city developed based on the prosperous Volga trade and became the most prosperous place in the entire forest, with it as its center.
, exuding the light and heat of civilization to all around.
Unfortunately, this amount of light and heat is really insignificant for this vast land. Even the Russians cannot radiate enough, let alone the Finns, and the business elites in the city are not interested in things other than trade.
In their view, it is worthless to pay attention to farmers. Business is enough to bring a lot of profits. Only the manors and villages closest to the city are affected and controlled by the Russian powerful.
This is why Northeastern Rus is full of free farmers and tribes. After all, the nobles do not bother to impose their dependence or exploitation, so they can naturally live freely.
However, the newly arrived Prince of Rostov, Rostislav Vladimirovich, did not think so.
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Dill is an ordinary Ross hunter. Today he is hunting in the forest again. He wears bark boots and hunting clothes, holds a hunting bow, and silently walks through the forest, looking for traces of prey.
The name Dil was given by his father. His father, who once went to Kiev to serve as a soldier, said that he got the name from a monk. It is said that it comes from the ancient prince of Kiev. His father took the name in the hope that Dil would become successful in the future.
, but Dill never had such a wish.
When his father went out to explore, he lost a hand on the battlefield before returning to his hometown. Dill did not want to fight for those distant masters, nor did he want to lose his hand for them.
So Dill chose to pick up a hunting bow. He inherited his father's strong physique, and he didn't want to waste it, so he became a hunter in the village, hunting all kinds of beasts in the forest all day long, and every time he got
The results are getting better and better.
Because of this, Dil's village was basically not disturbed by wild beasts. All the nearby beasts were hunted by him and then turned into stew in the pot. As a result, Dil's reputation in the village became higher and higher. In addition, he
The father, who was still a strong warrior even though he was missing an arm, basically became the new village chief when the seriously ill village chief passed away.
His old father was very happy about this. In his opinion, becoming the village chief was considered as a way to stand out, but Dill was still very indifferent about it. He was more willing to lurk in the forest and hunt than to do trivial matters in the village.
His old father always sighed about this. His character was more suitable for the battlefield. As long as he went to the battlefield, he would be obsessed with that feeling and would definitely become a famous archer. However, Dill still turned a deaf ear to these words.
Soon, Dill found traces of the wild beast on the ground. It belonged to a brown bear. There are always traces of this kind of beast in the dense forest. Every household has a bear hunting spear, and Dill had already killed nearly ten of them.
Such a beast.
The hunter was very happy to find traces of the brown bear. He was happy that he finally found an object worthy of hunting. It was really worth running so far this time. After five years of crazy hunting, the beasts near the village either ran away or were killed by him. Di
I haven't found such prey for a long time.
Following the traces left by the brown bear, Dill moved forward quietly. Next, he must be careful. The traces are still very new. The brown bear may be nearby. In this dense forest, the role of the hunter and the prey may be reversed at any time.
It rotates, so be careful at all times.
Following the traces, Dill soon found that he came to a river. This was a big river. Dill knew that it was called the Moskva River. Basically no one came or lived around here. It was quiet on weekdays.
Very.
It seemed that the bear was drinking water by the river. Dill thought after looking at the traces, and then continued along the traces. However, when he turned a bend in the river, Dill saw a scene that shocked him extremely.
The brown bear he hunted had turned into a corpse with several arrows stuck in its body. Several soldiers armed with bows, arrows and hunting spears were observing the beast beside it, but this did not surprise him.
The surprise is further away.
I saw that the top of the meander of the Moskva River ahead had turned into a huge construction site, with countless tents set up there.
Dill saw countless people working in it. They cut down trees and built houses. A large number of woods had been completely cut down, leaving only bare tree roots. The treated wood was piled by the river, and there were still trees on the Moskva River.
Ships he only saw on the Volga on a few of his long journeys.
The entire venue is lively and prosperous, in sharp contrast to the tranquility in the forest.
Dill did not reveal his figure and was still lurking in the bushes. He remembered the news brought back by people in the village who often went out to do business, saying that they had a new prince here, and that this new prince would still be here.
A new city was built in Northeast Rus.
At the time, Dill thought that this man was just bragging again, but now it seems that what he said is completely true...
This is a big deal, I have to go back quickly, Dill thought and shrank, he must bring this news back immediately.