king of ros

Rostislav, Prince of Moscow, wears a gold-trimmed tunic with fine embroidery and a Rurik trident. The material is very thick, but even so he adds a cloak to make him look more majestic .

Nobles and soldiers knelt down as the armored prince passed, and the prince's procession marched on the plank-paved road to his tent.

Rostislav brought his main force: the Red City Army, the Moscow Militia, and the Novgorod Militia. After the arrival of these three teams, it can be said that the Northern Army has roughly arrived. assemble.

The sight of the prince of Moscow swept between the densely packed tents all over the ground. When the prince realized the sweep, the soldiers bowed to him and paid tribute to the invincible commander.

Rostislav saw a lot of excited faces, most of them were young people, they were excited to see the center of the ballad description, and the appearance of the prince of Moscow was indeed in line with what a ruler should look like, in line with all their expectations .

But this put even more pressure on Rostislav. On the surface, the prince looked so majestic and confident, but in his heart, he couldn't help but wonder if he could command such an army well?The size of this army was unprecedented, and he couldn't help feeling a little scared.

Coming to the center of the camp, in front of the largest and most gorgeous tent, the banner of Rurik's trident and St. George's dragon slaying were flying together in front of this tent.

Next to these two flags is a square flag with the Virgin of Mercy on it, expressing the blessing of the Virgin to the army.

After handing over the horses to the long-awaited soldiers, the prince shook his cloak and entered the tent.

As soon as he entered it, Rostislav felt a wave of heat. He saw under the white dome full of armed generals and nobles. They came from all over Northern Ross to pay their respects to the prince.

The ruler of Moscow simply returned the salute, then walked to the main seat and sat in the armchair, and the generals and nobles he brought also took their seats.

After everyone arrived, Rostislav cleared his throat and drew everyone's attention to himself.

"Everyone, I am very happy to see you. You have practiced loyalty and stood with me and Moscow. Loyalty will be rewarded. You will never regret it. But I will say so much about the scene. Let's talk about the army, Leo, and tell us how many we have, so we can all see our strength."

Following the prince's words, the old Greek bureaucrat Leo who had been standing behind the crowd stood up.

Due to the importance of this Civil War, Rostislav did not hesitate to put aside Moscow's government affairs to ensure the organization of this army.

Facts have proved that Rostislav's decision is correct. Although these bureaucrats generally do not understand military affairs, and some even do not understand Russian, they know how to organize, and the worst organization is better than no organization.

"My lords, I am very happy to announce that when the reinforcements from Bulgar and Norway arrive, our army can reach [-] to [-], and now King Harald of Norway has arrived at Yinfange Rhodes, as for the Bulgar khan, he is already close to Novgorod."

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The words of the Greeks caused an uproar among the nobles who wore Moscow's fine armor and wrapped in expensive furs.

Many people have never heard of such a huge army, even the army that conquered Polotsk did not reach this number.

Confidence poured out of everyone's hearts uncontrollably, how could they fail with such a large army.

"In terms of food supply, you don't have to worry. The Smolensk region has already accumulated a large amount of food and grass in advance, and we also have river supplies. The supplies are enough for us to eat for half a year. Supporting this war is definitely not a problem."

These words also dispelled everyone's last worries. The food brought by everyone was not much, and in the end they could only rely on the prince's food.

And what they were worried about was the lack of food in the prince's hands. It would be ridiculous if this army collapsed due to lack of food.

"However, everyone, don't relax because of this. Our enemy's strength is definitely in this number, and it may even be more than ours. What we have to face next is a hard battle, a real hard battle, but in the hard battle Afterwards, everyone will receive rich rewards, and the supreme power of Ross will come to fruition after this battle. Everyone, maybe the southern market that has been closed to you from now on will also be opened because of this.”

After the Greeks sat down, Rostislav went on to say that even if he was admonishing everyone to pay attention, he was promising everyone a rich reward for victory.

There is an old Alemanni proverb—jewels wield swords—and Rostislav has always made this his motto.

The nobles and chiefs here have actually taken a lot of money from him, but to drive them to fight harder, further promises are needed.

For this war, Rostislav had already sacrificed his treasury, and he made this choice without hesitation, even if he was asked to re-elect, he would do the same.

"Of course, Lord Rostislav, we will all stand with you."

Gavrila was the first to speak, and the mayor of Novgorod took the lead to show his loyalty, and then undoubtedly led everyone.

These Ross nobles and tribal chiefs scrambled to express their loyalty to Rostislav, and some people even called Rostislav the Grand Duke blatantly, but Rostislav just smiled with satisfaction, and now everyone called him the prince.

In the eyes of most people here, Rostislav will undoubtedly win, and the Muscovite princes have never lost.

And although Sviatoslav of the Southern Army has a record of three thousand victories over twelve thousand, it is absolutely impossible to fight against their prince!Definitely!There is absolutely no way they can fail!
Everyone in the northern army, from soldiers to nobles, had great confidence in Rostislav, but this confidence put even more pressure on the prince, but he would not show it. The prince always appeared strong and confident in front of everyone. It is the source of people's confidence.

"So, Lord Rostislav, do we have any plans? Do you have any plans for a surprise attack? Or are you talking about unexpected reinforcements?"

...

While everyone was scrambling to express their loyalty, a voice broke the atmosphere like lightning piercing the night sky, and Yin Fan from the Sherikhov family asked.

As an old vassal of the prince and a dignitary of Yaroslavl, he cared more about the next battle plan.

Moreover, he had some selfishness in asking this matter, because if possible, he wanted to take care of his offspring during the war, and let him go to a position where he could easily gain glory.

People's attention was attracted, and everyone waited silently for the prince's answer. They all wanted to know Rostislav's arrangement.

"My lord Yin Fan, there is no arrangement, no plan. This battle cannot accommodate any whimsical ideas. Only Smolensk can allow such a large-scale army from the north and the south to move freely, and only here can there be so many things that are easy to deploy. The battlefield. Gentlemen, I am here to tell you clearly that this is a fight in Smolensk, sword against sword, arrow against arrow."

The prince's words shattered some people's illusions that he had some arrangements. After all, Rostislav had a remarkable record, and many people were wondering whether he would have some wonderful arrangements.

But everyone has nothing to fear. If the matter of the battle formation is not to fight to the death on the battlefield, is it still a matter of the battle formation?With the prince's money and future glory, shouldn't he fight hard on the battlefield?
"In this case, my family will fight to the death for you, just like our oath."

Old Yin Fan was not shaken by these words, but continued to speak firmly to Rostislav.

However, he was a little frustrated in his heart. It seems that it was really a mistake to bring his grandson here this time, but since he has come, let him fight on the battlefield. Only the crown that has passed the test of blood and fire is the real one. crown.

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