king of ros

Chapter 220 Arresting the Yu Party
"My lord Rostislav, are you kidding me? It's outrageous that Zheerji took refuge in those heretics."

In the camp of the Hungarians, in Edward's tent, after listening to everything that the prince of Moscow said, Edward immediately stood up from his chair, with disbelief written all over his face.

What Rostislav said was too fantastic for him. Dzhergi has the blood of the Arpad family on his body, but you tell me that he betrayed this family?

But his heart has actually been shaken. He knows what kind of person Rostislav is.

The man was not capable of such nasty jokes, and most of the time it was he, not the Prince of Moscow, who was playing a similar role.

It's just that he doesn't want to believe it, because Zheerji is a very good person and has given him a lot of help. Those help allowed him to better control the army, and the personal relationship between the two is also very good.

Seeing this, Rostislav didn't say much, but asked his subordinates to pull up Zheerji's minions.

The crossbowmen dragged the terrified captives up. Looking at them, one could tell that they had suffered a lot before.

These minions explained everything they knew tremblingly. They all had injuries on their bodies. Some people even had their ears and noses cut off. The wounds were only treated briefly. You can tell by the expression on that person The pain continued to hit him.

Rostislav was proved by this unfortunate man as an example that these minions were miserable and vicious.

In fact, it is a pity to look at this group of people, the princes of Moscow. No matter how hard they ask, they can’t get any other information. This made him sure that the group really knew nothing.

But although they are just pawns carrying out orders, there is no problem in letting them prove what they have done.

After hearing this, no matter how unwilling Edward was to accept it, he could only believe it, not to mention that the prince of Moscow did not have a need to frame his illegitimate child.

But he was also puzzled, why did Zheerji betray him?He is proficient in writing and martial arts, and is a very rare cultural person. He can shine no matter where he is, it just takes time.

"Do you want evidence? I can also call the guards to explain to you."

Seeing Edward thinking about something, Rostislav was a little dissatisfied, he thought Edward was still doubting him.

With the relationship and trust between them, why is this person so dawdling and unwilling to believe that I, Rostislav, would lie to someone about such a thing?

"No, no need, these are enough."

Edward said quickly, he could hear the dissatisfaction in Rostislav's words.

"I'm just thinking about why he betrayed, Jergi... To be honest, I don't think he is a person who would betray after getting in touch with this young man."

In this regard, Rostislav took advantage of the opportunity and told Edward everything he heard from Zheerji. Edward was surprised at first when he heard this, then understood, and finally sighed again and again.

"Really? That's it. What he said is indeed the truth, but I didn't expect him to be resentful to such an extent and to bear it so much. No one found this out. Alas, as their elder, I should have found out earlier Yes, maybe it can be corrected like Meshko."

The prince of Moscow raised his brows. It turned out that you corrected Meshko's character, but today he heard something he didn't know.

After sighing for a while, Edward's expression immediately turned solemn, because at this very moment, Edward thought that he should do something right now.

"Come on! Get all of Zheerji's subordinates under control immediately. Everyone must disarm and lock them up again. Let the Moscow Battalion do this. By the way, call the Germans too, and the speed must be fast!"

"Yes!"

Edward's style when he gave the order was called a swift and resolute one. Following his order, the subordinates immediately went to deliver the order, while Edward waited anxiously.

Not long after that, Rostislav heard the sound of iron boots trampling on the ground. It was the spearmen of the Moscow Battalion running past in groups.

"Your reaction was so quick, I thought I had to remind you."

Rostislav looked at Edward and joked, and seeing that the troops had arrived, Edward was no longer anxious and sat down.

Then he took out a bottle of red wine and two glasses from the cabinet, quickly filled both glasses with red wine, handed one to Rostislav and drank the other in one gulp.

His mood was a little depressed, and he needed alcohol to soothe his heart.

"I understand the truth. The betrayer's affiliation can't be trusted now, and it must be controlled immediately. These are hidden dangers..."

Edward stated his thoughts, which was also what Rostislav thought. The prince of Moscow returned to the camp in such a hurry not just to pass the news, but mainly to control the army of the big insider.

"Speaking of Edward, is there a lot of people under Zheerji?"

After finishing the red wine in his hand, Rostislav suddenly replied.

"There are only about fifty people, but most of them are recruited farmers."

Edward had already walked outside the tent at this time, and then he said without looking back, he was watching anxiously at the moment when the spearmen surrounded the camp where Zheerji's subordinates were located.

And just as he finished speaking, there was a sound of fighting coming from the surrounded camp, which made Rostislav and Edward's hearts tense. This was not what they wanted to see!

Rostislav rushed out of the tent in a hurry, and ran to the place where the battle took place with Edward.

But when they arrived, they found that everything was just a false alarm. It turned out that several Magyar knights resisted disarming, so they opened their swords on the disarmed.

And their fate is also very simple, either their heads are cut off with a big knife, or they are pierced into a sieve by a spear. As for the farmers and soldiers, they are lying there in fear, not daring to say a word.

The lords who were domineering over their heads on weekdays were killed like killing chickens. Do these pariahs dare to jump?Isn't that courting death?
The counting of the number of people was also completed quickly, and the result was that apart from the few dead, there were also a few Magyar knights missing, and they were all very close to the dead.

"It seems that Zheerji has a way to inform his little friends that I was riding so fast, but I still didn't catch up."

Rostislav squatted beside the miserable-looking knights, trying to observe something from above, but in the end he couldn't see anything.

It was a pity in his heart that the clues that could have been grasped with great difficulty were gone like this.

"It seems that here are all the existences that he can give up in his eyes. I don't know if these tough guys are dead men or something else. It's a pity. I thought I could at least catch a few insiders and attack me. A few of them are hooligans hired by Edward, and they don't know anything else."

"That's it for today, God, there's really no way to check."

Rostislav stood up, cleaned up his expression, and patted the dust off his body.

He thought he didn't have to be depressed in the past, anyway, he pulled out the traitor inside, so he wanted to lift his mood a bit.

And it was at this time that Edward came up.

"Rostislav, return the Moscow Battalion."

This surprised Rostislav very much. Brother, what you need now is military strength to show your strength. If you send one of the most powerful combat forces in your hand at this time, how can you talk about it next?
And as if afraid that Rostislav would not understand him—and he did—Edward went on to explain.

"There are traitors at the level of Zheerji on my side now, which has already shown that I am not safe here. I don't know who is the traitor who is still lurking, so let your troops return to the team. I have enough people now. Take control."

Rostislav understood Edward's thoughts. He was afraid that the Moscow camp would suffer losses due to potential traitors in the camp, so he nodded and accepted Edward's kindness.

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(End of this chapter)