king of ros

Chapter 43 Breakthrough Battle
Under the leadership of Valin, the Ross people quickly walked through the swamp and moved towards the other side of it.

Valin is very familiar with this Linze. Seeing that he is familiar with the road, he knows that he has walked here countless times and fully understands every plant and tree here.

He led the team to perfectly avoid every trap that looked beautiful, such as the water surface full of green duckweed, which looked no different from a lush lawn at first glance, but if you stepped on it, you would immediately fall into the water. The densely packed reeds can walk smoothly after the reeds are cut off.

If it weren't for his existence, the Ross people would have to spend a lot of time exploring the way, and they would have to pay a terrible price for it.

But even with a guide who is so familiar with the local area, problems still arise from time to time, such as horses suddenly getting rid of their riders to eat vegetation and then fall into swamps. Basically, such situations cannot be rescued, only killing The horses took some horsemeat to supplement their rations.

The horse meat will be cut into steaks of three to five centimeters thick, tied under the saddle of a load-bearing horse, wait for two or three hours, then turn the steak over, soak the steak with the sweat of the horse, and finally wait for two or three more It can be eaten when it is only a few hours old. This is how nomads deal with horse meat during wartime. It is very rough but fortunately simple.

Rostislav was walking in the swamp with a red horse, and occasionally saw the remains of some wooden huts, which should be left by ancient hermits or residents of the swamp.

Valin is a very talkative person. As he leads the team forward, he chatters about everything about the swamp:

He mentioned the overlord of the wilderness, the ancient pagan sorcerer, and the remnants of the "villain" Svyatopolk that his father had seen and fell into this place, and even Pechene who strayed into this place and died here. grid intruder.

Rostislav listened quietly to the farmer's words, and understood the thoughts of the swamp residents from his mouth. He listened very carefully, which helped him understand the people of Rus. Sooner or later, he would become a lord. It is very important to understand people's sentiments.

When night falls, the Ross people can only sleep on the ground in the open space in the swamp under the starry sky, and before going to bed, they must dry their water-soaked boots or woven straw sandals by the fire.

This is Rostislav's order. Marching in the swamp will cause great wear and tear on the shoes, and if the shoes fail, the feet will soon fail too. If there is a problem with the feet, it means losing combat effectiveness. Rostislav doesn't want to Because of this reason, the soldiers under him lost their combat effectiveness.

So he asked the soldiers to pay attention to the maintenance of shoes, and also asked them to weave straw sandals as a spare.

And at night, for recruits, listening to the howling of wolves and the roar of unknown creatures in the distance under the night will remind them of the ghouls and various otherworldly creatures in childhood legends, which will make them toss and turn.

But even so, he still had to wake up early the next day and continue his journey with dry food stuffed in his mouth.

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"My lord, I thought about it. With Tugel's character, he will definitely choose to bypass the swamp and intercept us."

Govalan walked up to Rostislav, and at the same time he kept using his hands to drive away the mosquitoes that surrounded him. These things were really annoying. There were even a few unlucky people who were infected by mosquito bites in the team. Do your best to treat him.

It is also for this reason that Ross soldiers try to wrap up their bare skin to prevent all possible bites.

"I think so too."

Rostislav led the horse with one hand, stuffed cheese into his mouth with the other and wolfed it down.

"That vindictive Polo Way will never let us go, and we'll probably have a fight when we go out."

"However, that guy won't deploy many people at the edge of the swamp, as his strength will not be enough, but he will arrange some scouts everywhere, and when he finds us, he will blow the horn immediately, and he can come quickly with the speed of cavalry."

Gevalan's face was a bit ugly, even if they got out of this swamp, they would probably have to fight, and they couldn't escape at all.

"In that case, then we will count on it."

A countermeasure appeared in Rostislav's mind.

"If you want to fight, you have to fight on the battlefield we preset."

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After the arrow left the string, it shot at the selected target at an extremely fast speed.

Before the Polovian sitting by the fire could do anything, the arrow shot through his neck, and he fell to the ground like a tattered rag doll.

The guy who was still complaining about why he had this bad luck just now can finally sleep forever.

The nomad opposite the dead man immediately drew his scimitar, and with the other hand took out the horn to blow, but then another arrow pierced his head.

As the two Polovites fell, the Russ who were lurking in the surrounding reeds jumped up. They had a clear division of labor. Two of them controlled the dead man's horse, two of them confirmed the death of the dead man, and one was in charge of extinguishing the dead man's horse. fire.

After doing all this, they took the corpses and horses and left in an orderly manner, leaving nothing but the blood on the ground and the extinguished fire, as if there was no short fight here.

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"I met two more scouts with such horns on their bodies. It seems that Tugel's brigade is indeed ahead of us."

Guvalan handed over the captured two horns to Rostislav, and Rostislav looked at them, and there was no difference between the horns and the ones captured before.

"Dozens of scouts have been eliminated tonight, and that guy will definitely confirm where we are tomorrow morning. Valin, have you found the battlefield yet?"

"Your Excellency, please rest assured that I have found a battlefield. This will become a death hell for the riders. I swear in the name of God."

As a guide, Valin showed a chilling smile. It seems that this person has indeed found a dangerous place.

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"Woooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

At dawn, when the sun reveals his face in the sky and the earth, the sound of the trumpet resounds through the sky and the earth.

"Quickly! Get up! The horn is sounding!"

"The whole team! The whole team!"

"Find those damned Russ!"

With the blowing of the horn, the originally silent Polove sub camp immediately became busy.

Tugel's team rushed to the side of the swamp this evening. In order to ensure speed, the situation of the people and horses was a little bit bad, so after hastily setting up camp and deploying a large number of scouts, they rested in the camp.

As a result, it was only one night before the horn sounded deafeningly, and everyone had no choice but to step on their horses, pick up their weapons, and prepare to go into the battlefield.

The cavalry, at the urging of their chiefs or warriors, mount their horses, and the elite of the Polovets are already girded and ready to go.

As they completed the entire team, Tugel waved his hand, and two thousand cavalry rushed towards the direction where the horn sounded.

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(End of this chapter)