king of ros

"We need more weapons, more weapons, my lord Svyatoslav, I basically don't have much equipment, people wear all the armored clothes that have been eliminated, and many people don't even have to wear them! We can't Letting these lads go to the front line like this is to let them die. Isn’t this the reason why the front line was so easily defeated and the attack failed?”

Chukin emphasized again to Sviatoslav that the Kyiv noble was very strong, because the problem was too big.

Svyatoslav also has a big head, which is too tormenting, and the most troublesome thing is that he has no reliable solution.

The root of the problem they are facing now comes from the defeat a year ago. Although there were not many people killed in the three cities of South Ross in that defeat, too many weapons and armor were lost. Basically lost all weapons and armor.

Later, the Polovites used this to arm themselves, and they naturally took all the armor stomachs with them when they ran away. Such a huge loss of armor would not be able to recover for a while.

In Ross, soldiers relied on self-raised armor. Many people's armor had been passed down for generations, and now they were all lost, and they would not be able to replenish them for a while.

"I can't help it either, Mr. Qiu Jin, you should raise your own money as much as possible."

Gleb helped his father out, but more complaints followed.

"If I could raise my own money, I would have done so long ago. At that time, who would have known that there would be such a large-scale war in the future? Everyone was not in a hurry to raise equipment. Isn't it like this when we encounter a war now? The goods from the blacksmith's side Basically all of them are sold out, and there are no such things as iron sheets sewn on thick clothes.”

Chukin said full of complaints. Complaining about the war was more about complaining about the prince. The subliminal meaning in these words was naturally understood by everyone here, and the Sviatoslavitches immediately turned grim.

But their seizures stopped because of his father's signal, and Sviatoslav sighed, "Well, Lord Chukin, I will give you some equipment from my armory, but I must tell you that this It’s all some equipment replaced by Chernigov, but I only have this now.”

The Grand Duke of Kyiv took a piece of parchment, scribbled on it, and then stamped his seal, giving the paper the authority of the Grand Duke.

"Okay, that's good, I'll send someone to get it right away."

After receiving the order, Chukin's face changed immediately. Anyway, he finally got some equipment for the Kyiv people.

"Father, isn't this too good? Our own equipment is not enough. Wouldn't it be good for us to replace these replaced things?"

After Chukin left, Gleb said to his father in a puzzled way, he really didn't understand the intention, wouldn't it be good to give the things to his own people?Why give it to those Kievs?

"Instead of giving these things to those rookies and pagan savages who came from God knows where, I might as well give the equipment to the old militiamen in Kyiv. At least their combat experience is much better than these people. Those people They are all veterans of the shield wall. And, Gleb, you have to remember that I am now the Grand Duke of Kyiv and the Prince of Chernigov, and I must not favor one over the other. I am now the Grand Duke of All-Russia, and I cannot use one city for another. To balance the cities."  …

Svyatoslav taught his son earnestly, but his thinking still hasn't changed. This is not possible, how to rule the whole of Russia in the future.

"Yes, Father, I understand."

Gleb said immediately, and then he mentioned another thing, which he remembered from the armor.

"Father, I'm a little worried. Under the current circumstances, the armor rate of the Northern Army is probably much better than ours. God knows how many armors have been produced for Rostislav over the years in the city of weapons in Moscow, and we So many armors were lost in the battle of Pereyaslav."

"Don't worry, my son, even if you lose so much, the background of South Ross cannot be recovered by Moscow. Even if you suffer such a big loss, it can't change this. And things on the battlefield will never be the same. This kind of thing can be decided, remember how we beat [-] with [-] outside Kyiv? Isn’t that a typical example.”

The Grand Duke of Kyiv didn't have any worries. As a person who performed miracles outside Kyiv, he didn't care about these things.

"Oh, yes, I thought I was going to die that day, but we won, father, and you were right."

After being told by his father, Gleb's beating heart immediately felt at ease. How can one only focus on weapons when fighting in battle?
Next, the father and son continued the work that was interrupted because Qiu Jin came in. The father and son are extremely busy in daily life, and there are so many things to do every day. This army is big, but things are all on them. .

Moreover, the conflicts among the cities of Southern Ross are very strong. This land is prosperous, but there are also many conflicts. There are even generational hatreds between many families. This requires them to mediate, and there are many things that need to be dealt with.

Not to mention the astronomical allocation of materials, thanks to the Dnieper River as the main artery of transportation, otherwise things would be many times more than they are now.

Svyatoslav and his sons would have liked less, but there was always more, and often worse.

"Lord Svyatoslav, the Poles, the Polatsks, and the Pereyaslavs are here!"

Sviatoslav didn't even raise his head, "Really? They came together, well, then, take them to the camp quickly, don't rush things, keep things in order, and don't cause me any trouble. "

"Well, yes..." Although the order had been received, the man did not leave immediately, but hesitated in front of the Grand Duke.

"What's the matter?" Sviatoslav finally raised his head. What's the matter?

"The Poles and Polovets are fighting with the Kievs in the camp."

"A fight? What's the reason?"

Svyatoslav stood up abruptly, his face was full of anger, why did such a mess happen?Didn't they all give repeated orders not to do such a thing?

"Someone saw their equipment and jewelry on these foreigners. Naturally, they wanted it, but the foreigners would definitely not give it to them. They also mocked the Kyiv people, saying that they were too useless to keep their own things...so Then...the fight started."

The man's voice became smaller and smaller, and he flinched more and more, and he hesitated, and Svyatoslav's inner anger became more and more angry because of this.

"Damn it, call up my bodyguards and separate those guys right away... Forget it, I'll take the bodyguards myself!"

Svyatoslav grabbed the long sword in the tent and walked out directly. Seeing this, his soldiers also drew their swords, looking murderous.

The experience of dealing with these messes taught Sviatoslav that if you want to solve the mess quickly, you need a knife.

Gleb sighed. Now he is more and more hopeful that the war will start as soon as possible. The sooner the war starts, the sooner these shitty things will disappear...

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