king of ros

Chapter 4 The Grand Duke of Kyiv
The visiting team, like a river of silver and steel, poured into the gate of Nuo City.

There were three hundred of them in total, and loyal soldiers formed the main body of the team. They all wore chain mail, had big beards, and exuded the aura of elites in all battles.

The cold wind from the Baltic Sea flapped dozens of blue flags above its head, embroidered with the trident symbolizing the Rurik family (Remark 1).It used to be only the emblem on the coins of the previous Grand Duke of Kyiv, but now it has become a symbol of family inheritance.

Before the Hagia Sophia Cathedral, the team of the Grand Duke of Kyiv stopped, and the son of the Prince of Nuocheng and his ministers waited here.

When Rostislav returned to Novo, his grandfather's army was about to enter the city. It can be said that he just caught up with it. The prince hurriedly changed into clean clothes and went to the church.

As far as the north is concerned, the grandeur of Hagia Sophia in Nuocheng is incomparable. It has a group of gorgeous domes, the largest of which is the color of gold, and the rest of the silver domes are guarded around it like stars and moons, just like guarding a prince. loyal soldiers.In this temple of God, even the most arrogant pagan will have a little awe of the authority it exudes.

Rostislav looked at the Grand Duke's powerful personal army, and couldn't help feeling envious in his eyes. If he had such a loyal and powerful team by his side, even if he had a million-strong enemy, he could still face him proudly!
And the master of this team, the supreme ruler of the land of Ross, Yaroslav Vladimirovich the "Wise Man" walked out surrounded by warriors.

Although he is in his twilight years, Rostislav felt the strength of his grandfather as soon as he met him. His eyes still have the wisdom of a ruler, his trimmed beard makes him look so lean, and the sun in Kyiv still exudes amazing of heat.

Although Yaroslav is old, as long as he does not die, no one in Ross would dare to cause chaos.

"Salute to you, Grand Duke."

Rostislav bowed to the sun of Kyiv, and so did the dignitaries of Novo City behind him. No matter what thoughts they had in their hearts, their surrender to the Grand Duke of Kyiv was from the bottom of their hearts.

"It's Vladimir's son. Well, the child in my memory has now become a mighty Russian warrior."

Yaroslav looked at his grandson. There was an emotion in Rostislav's eyes that Rostislav couldn't explain clearly. In his words, he lamented the growth of his grandson. Then he gave his grandson a hug.

Rostislav left his grandfather very early to go to Nova with his father, and it is only natural that Yaroslav sighed so much.

"You seem to have some blood in your body, did you fight just now?"

After embracing, the wise man stroked his beard and said, although he is not good at battle, he is no stranger to the atmosphere of the battlefield. After all, how could the ruler of this land not be familiar with fighting?If you don't know the conquest, you don't know where you died.

"We were ambushed by the Chuds on the way back to Novgorod, but we didn't even get injured, and the barbarians left dozens of corpses behind."

Rostislav had a relaxed expression on his face. After all, that battle was so insignificant. The ambushed won a big victory, but the ambushed suffered heavy losses. It was really a clumsy performance.

"Well done, this is what Prince Rurik should look like."

The wise man praised Prince Ross, and there was a smile on his face, but he quickly pulled it back, but this was not aimed at Rostislav.

"Killed my son, and wanted to kill my grandson, it seems that the restless Chude people should clean up, and Alar, I will let them pay for what they did. But now, the most important thing It's my son's funeral."

This is another reason why Yaroslav came to Nuocheng. The problems of the Chu and German tribes must be resolved, and the riots must be suppressed.

After speaking, Yaroslav stepped into the magnificent church, and the others quickly followed the Grand Duke's pace, for fear of falling behind.

Entering the church, you will see exquisite mosaic murals and icons of God, which are the works of artists in the imperial capital (that is, Constantinople).The church was full of clerics from Nuocheng, dressed in gorgeous cassocks and holding exquisite instruments, they came for the prince's funeral.

The most important guest has arrived, and everyone took their seats in an orderly manner. The Bishop of Nuocheng, who presided over the funeral, greeted the Grand Duke, and then gave a funeral speech on the podium of the church, recalling Yaroslavich (father) to everyone. Name, meaning the son of Yaroslav) the prince's life.

As the organizer of the funeral, Rostislav was able to stand beside the chief seat and watch the expressions of the guests.

At the funeral, Grand Duke Yaroslav, who ruled the trading nation, looked extremely sad. This majestic king once had the glory as bright as the sun, but also suffered a tragic defeat.

But for him now, there is nothing more tragic than a white-haired man sending a black-haired man. He thought he would never see such a scene-the masters of the city-states are very clear about their physical conditions, and they There are no years left to live.

What Rostislav was more concerned about was that none of his father's brothers came. His grandfather asked them to guard the south while he was away from Kyiv. However, coming here was in line with their wishes. The situation is unclear now, and it is only right to wait and see what happens.

Rostislav was well aware that with the death of his father, the uncles saw a turmoil in power, saw the throne in Kyiv.What's more, Rostislav absolutely didn't believe that his father's death had nothing to do with them.

Rose's power and position has never been obtained by the order of seniority, but by daggers, poison and troops.Didn't the "sages" of the past and the "sages" of today all come here?The brutal Varangian blood still flows in the bodies of the Yaroslavitches, and they are now eager to try and full of expectations.

The prince already has a deep understanding of this. The suspicion of his father's death and the attack he encountered all made him feel the maelstrom of power struggle.

The minds of nobles everywhere are also strange, and the death of the wise heir will inevitably bring about a wave of power reshuffle.Now is the eve of the opening of a new power struggle, the dice have not yet fallen, and no one dares to rest assured.

Everyone looked very sad at the funeral, and Rostislav couldn't help feeling ironic that everyone seemed to be immersed in a calm sea of ​​grief, but the sea was actually rough, and everyone had their own thoughts, and no one cared about his father's death , most people only care about the supremacy of Kyiv.

As for him, his father's heir, most of the people present were not interested in taking a look at him. After all, in their hearts, this young man had already been excluded from the stage of power struggle.Even if there are a few eyes, those eyes are full of pity.

It's a pity that even so, some people still don't want to let him go. Doesn't that attack prove this point, thinking about it, the prince couldn't help clenching his fists, and his mood became even worse.

If it was the anxiety of losing the power and position of the parents before, then it is about the defense of life now.

And to put it a little further, he also has his ambitions, the ambitions of those who have traveled through time, and he also has the desire for the throne of Kyiv.

No matter what it is for, he will have to forge ahead and move forward.

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Remark 1: There are actually many theories about the Rurik trident pattern, and it is also considered to be the Holy Trinity or a falcon or a falcon, but the official definition is a trident, and this statement is also widely circulated in China, so I also use it The saying of the trident.

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