king of ros

Chapter 217 Reorganize the army
On the day when Andrew's wife and children arrived, the meeting officially began. This was a long-awaited moment for everyone, and they were going to divide Hungary's interests at the meeting.

This must have been a meeting with a strong smell of gunpowder. After all, all parties involved in the meeting had more or less conflicts of interest, not to mention the hatred between Andrew's wife and children and Bella, if it weren't for Anastasia's brother and the empire With the existence of power, Bella will definitely kill his sister-in-law and nephew.

As for Rostislav, what made him most fortunate was that he didn't have to attend this meeting. Although it was not in line with etiquette, no one could say anything if he wanted to do so.

Three of his uncles were off to attend the meeting, and the uncles also had tasks for him.

That is to rectify the army.

The smell of gunpowder in the negotiations will become more and more serious, so the army must be ready for battle. This does not necessarily mean fighting, but a show of force.

This is also part of the bargaining chip, and in case of an emergency, these soldiers must move immediately.

Rostislav was so happy, so he went directly to the military camp outside the city.

The Ross camp was with Solomon's supporters and the Imperial Army. After all, the three of them were on the same front, and adjacent camps could provide help in case of any emergency.

The Prince of Moscow stepped into their camp. Fortunately, he didn't see any smoky scenes. He still remembered that when they first arrived in Hungary, these soldiers were really unrestrained to the extreme. The camp was full of alcohol, and Whores and stuff running around.

After all, the princes were having fun in the city during that time, so they must be allowed to have fun outside.

Fortunately, as the meeting started, everyone knew to get serious, so there were no wine bottles in the camp, and there were no whores running around, and the camp was clean and tidy again.

After all, the people here are all Ross elites, and their combat power is basically equal to their self-control. If they can't control themselves, how can they be worthy of the money they get.

Rostislav simply summoned the captains of the three uncles' personal soldiers, explained to them the orders from their masters, and then let them act on their own.

It is not necessary for Rostislav to personally implement the details, he can just supervise, and rashly interfering with the uncles' personal troops is likely to cause trouble.

As for his entourage, Vasily took care of these people very well, and he didn't need to care too much.

After resolving the matter in the camp, Rostislav went to the next camp to find someone, Edward Wessex.

When the Prince of Moscow entered the Magyar camp, the first thing he saw was a scene of training. Edward, accompanied by several Magyar knights, was watching the scene of dozens of spearmen stabbing each other in the field. They instruct them to write down the deficiencies they find and how to deal with the piercing spears.

One of the Magyar knights was the one Rostislav had seen at the ceremony at the city gate. This man stood a long time away from Edward, but his expression was very gloomy.

It's normal to think about it, how can you still feel good after going through that kind of thing.

Seeing that Edward was still busy with training, Rostislav did not bother him, but chatted with a soldier standing by the tent. The man was wearing a pointed hat, which showed his identity as a soldier of the Moscow Battalion.

And seeing the prince coming, the soldier was not stage frightened, so he started talking nonsense with the prince of Moscow.

The soldier said his name was Dill, and he was carrying a longbow. The calluses on his hands showed his identity as an archer, and he had been in the Moscow battalion for several years.

Rostislav felt that he looked familiar, but he would not remember it for a while, so he also chatted with this person to see if he could remember it.

As he carried a longbow, Rostislav chatted with him about bows and arrows, and the man seemed to know everything on the subject, and was evidently a strong archer.

As the chat deepened, Rostislav finally remembered that the person in front of him was once a member of his personal army, and he also admitted his identity.

As for the resignation of the personal soldiers, this is very normal in Ross. Ross allows the personal soldiers and nobles to change jobs. This has always been a tradition.

And why he withdrew from the personal army, mainly because he believed that the Moscow Battalion had a better future than the personal army.

It's a pity that he has been in the Moscow camp for five years, and he is still a small captain until now, but this does not affect him to hone his combat skills so that he can make achievements on the battlefield one day.

In the Hungarian war, his training played a role, which made him the core of the battle, and he led his subordinates to fight many difficult battles.

"How can a loyal and brave person like you still be an ordinary commander?"

Rostislav put his hands on Dill's shoulders, lamenting why his previous self hadn't discovered this talent.

"I will promote you to a centurion now, Vasily, and record this matter."

Vasily immediately took down the prince's order. Rostislav didn't want to bring him here, but he insisted on coming, and the prince had no choice but to follow.

This made Dill overjoyed. He originally joined the Moscow Battalion because he felt that there was no prospect of promotion in the corps, but he was still a junior officer here for several years.

Originally, he planned to leave the army when he returned to his hometown after the war in Hungary was over. Of course, he would definitely not return to the village. The remnant father who had been a soldier laughed.

Dill planned to become a mercenary or an adventurer, and then go to the magnificent imperial capital that his father said.

He has a superb archery skill, no matter where he goes, he can always eat.

Maybe there he would join the famous Varangian Guards and paint graffiti on the walls of the Grand Palais – as his father boasted.

As a result, Rostislav promoted him now, and he was promoted to be a centurion, which immediately dispelled his idea of ​​resigning. You must know that there are only five centurions in the entire Moscow battalion.

Although the Moscow Battalion is currently small in scale, Dill's intuition told Dill that this unit must have a bright future, so he withdrew from the personal army and joined it.

"Rostislav, why didn't you let me know when you came, oh, Dill is here too."

Just as the prince of Moscow was chatting happily with the centurion he had just promoted, Edward's voice came in, his face was apologetic, and there were several Magyar knights bowing slightly to them behind him.

Edward also greeted Dill, who was one of his titans.

But Dill bowed tactfully, and then withdrew from their sight. Lord Edward knew at a glance that he was here to discuss matters with Lord Rostislav, so it was better for him to avoid it.

"This person is very good. He has good archery skills, is also brave in battle, and is also very good at organizing people to boost morale, and he also knows how to read the atmosphere."

Edward watched Dill leave with admiration in his mouth. Of course, the Prince of Moscow understood his subtext. He wanted him to promote the archer.

"Dill was already a centurion just now, and I will give him a more important position when he returns to Northeast Ross."

Rostislav smiled and said that he had already arranged the future for Dill in his heart just now.

Since he has excellent abilities, he won't stay in the Moscow Battalion for long, and soon he will lead a brand new team—Rostislav is planning to go back and form a second standing battalion.

"Really? Then let's get down to business, Rostislav. What do you want from me?"

Edward also smiled, and then changed the topic to the main topic.

At this moment, there was no smile on the face of the prince of Moscow. He became serious and stated his purpose.

"Edward, I want you to tell me about the Hungarian Paganism, especially their influence."

"Paganism? What?"

Seeing Rostislav's serious expression, Edward also became serious.

"I understand, then let Zheerji tell you, he understands this better than me."

As Edward said, he motioned for the knight behind him to step forward. The Prince of Moscow was the Magyar knight standing beside Edward.

After getting a closer look, Rostislav noticed that his face resembled Solomon's, like a grown-up Solomon.

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(End of this chapter)