king of ros

When the final counterattack force of the southern army collapsed, when the southern army was completely defeated, Rostislav finally breathed a sigh of relief. The victory was finally secured, and he could finally rest assured.

The prince of Moscow felt that the initial wounds on his body were still hurting, and he thought in his mind that he had to deal with the wounds as soon as possible. It would be ridiculous if he died of wound infection.

Fortunately, he brought his Persian imperial doctor, who is on his way now, and it is more reliable to have a professional doctor to treat the wound than anything else.

Speaking of the doctor, Rostislav was glad that he had brought the Persian and his disciples, whose ambulance had saved many lives.

Although it is said that only one tenth of the wounded were saved, this is already a miraculous figure in this era where injury equals [-]% death.

There are still wounded people being sent in a steady stream, and I hope these doctors will save their lives.

But after the wounded station Rostislav glanced at him, he didn't want to go, because he felt that the place was a slaughterhouse... Even he, who had been in battle for a long time, looked uncomfortable.

Rostislav saw the collapse of the last resistance force of the Southern Army, the cheers of the soldiers of the Northern Army, and the corpse predators who appeared from the battlefield like vultures.

At St. George's Abbey, where the brave defenders cheered with the last of their strength, many helped each other to their feet to greet their victory.

Looking at this scene, Rostislav vowed to build a more magnificent and magnificent St. George Monastery after the war. On the one hand, it was to comfort the many souls of the war, and on the other hand, it was to show his victory.

It was a vision of victory, a vision of greatness, a sight that delighted Rostislav so strongly that he had a stronger desire to paint than he had felt after the Battle of Minsk.

But there is still a haze under the victory. Although he won, Rostislav's heart is still very heavy, because he has been reading the casualty reports of all parties during the period after he got on the horse.

Although it was only a preliminary list of generals and officers killed in battle, Rostislav felt scared looking at the densely packed names. The number of soldiers killed in battle must be exaggerated by this.

The German Robert and the Persian Anwar, two loyal ministers who had followed him since the Moscow era, unfortunately disappeared. The life and death of Polyin who followed him from Kyiv and Dill, who was born in Northeast Russia, are still unpredictable. Four people died at once. An important courtier, Rostislav is really heartbroken.

But he was also very fortunate that Jan and Edward were fine. The mayor of Suzdal plunged into the place where the fighting was the most intense, and the Anglo-Saxons were in the area where the fighting was the most intense, but nothing happened.

There is another person who is fine, and that is Meszko, the illegitimate son of the Polish royal family, who has been wandering around the fringe war zone before. Rostislav once wondered if he had surrendered to the enemy. After all, he and his half-brother Pole Slaw was never on bad terms, but in the end Meszko came back with some Polish knight heads. …

They were all staunch Rostislav supporters, and whatever happened to these people made him very uncomfortable.

"After this battle, Ross didn't recover for five or six years."

Rostislav then lamented that after this battle he was the Lord of All Rus, and his thinking naturally started from the perspective of All Rus.

Just as Rostislav was sighing, Adam rode to the side of the prince, with an apologetic expression on his face, "Master Rostislav, I am very sorry, I failed to stop Boleslaw, he was on my front line A breach was made, and my troops were routed before they retreated."

"Boleslaw is such a smart guy to play this trick."

Rostislav couldn't help sighing that Boleslaw looked extremely crazy, but in fact this is the most correct operation and the operation that can best protect the team.

However, it was also because most of Boleslaw's team was elite that he dared to do such an operation, but then again, how many Polish troops could not It's elite.

"Don't be too discouraged, Lord Adam, that's what happens in battle."

Rostislav relieved, don't worry about this little thing, the behavior of the Polish king can't affect the overall victory, and Adam is still very embarrassed, after all, the performance of the Bulgars in this battle is really quite satisfactory, and they haven't been able to stop the Polish king in the end .

And just as Rostislav was thinking about his next move, he received a piece of news that was like a bolt from the blue.

Harald was dying.

The procession of the Muscovite prince passed through the field of corpses, through the ranks of soldiers saluting the sovereign, through the soldiers cheering victory, to where the Norse surrounded their king.

"I'm Rostislav, I'm Rostislav, get out of the way, get out of the way."

Rostislav squeezed through the crowd, and he saw Harald lying on the ground. The king of Norway had a wound on his chest. The wound was so small compared to his two-meter-high body, but it was the wound that killed the king. .

The Prince of Moscow knelt down in front of Harald and looked at the King of Norway. He couldn't believe that the strong man who was as strong as an ox was going just like that!
"Ahem, Rostislav, you are here. Today I finally got my wish. I can finally go to Valhalla."

There was no panic in Harald's words, no fear, just like a normal person, as if there were no wounds there.

And hearing their king speak like this, the Norwegian warriors all knelt down. Although they were all people who yearned for Valhalla, they didn't want the king to leave before them.

"After I die, I will deal with it according to the traditional funeral of North. I don't need a Christian priest. I will be a warrior of Odin and Thor all my life."

The King of Norway explained the funeral, his tone was as calm as what to eat tomorrow, but Rostislav became more and more sad, and couldn't help but shed tears, "Your Majesty Harald, who, who did these things?" ? I will definitely avenge you."

"Forget it, it's the normal state of the world that the formation of strong men is not. This is how our world develops. There is no need to blame those two Ruriks. They are your relatives of Rostislav no matter what. Tell me Boys in my family, don’t come to revenge, it’s meaningless, just be their king and noble.” …

Harald seemed quite open-minded about revenge, and didn't care about his own death at all. Samurai battles were too common, so he didn't need to care about it, and he didn't need to care about hatred.

"Okay, Lord Rostislav, I'm leaving, I'm going to Valhallar, then let's say goodbye forever, and everyone here, let's say goodbye."

Harald's words made the Norwegian warriors cry like children, and Rostislav could not help but hold the king's hand tightly.

The King of Norway just closed his eyes calmly. Everyone knew that His Majesty the King had already gone.

"It's over, it's finally over, it's all over." Rostislav stood up, and he said sadly, "According to His Majesty Harald's instructions, all kinds of utensils must be ready for the preparation of his descendants. And , find a priest of Odin and Thor, we need them to preside over the funeral."

Rostislav didn't want to stay here any longer, so he chose to leave, and behind the prince, those cronies who had already been ordered by the king carried the king's body onto the stretcher that had been prepared for a long time, and took the king of Norway down.

After returning, Rostislav found that his Persian doctor had arrived, and the prince of Moscow was too lazy to deal with the battlefield affairs, so he threw them all to his subordinates, lying on the grass by himself, and letting the Persian doctor treat the wound.

The war was over, and the Northern Army won a complete victory, but they also paid a very tragic price.

But in any case, a victory is a victory, and a new era for Ross will come.

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