king of ros

Chapter 485 Little Conqueror

News about Rostislav's mobilization quickly spread across the Black Sea. Such a large-scale mobilization cannot be hidden from anyone, so Rostislav did not intend to hide it.

With the spread of information from merchant ships to and from various places, the entire Black Sea coast soon knew about the war, and most people's reactions were very flat. This land has been tortured by war for a while, and everyone has heard of the war. It calmed down.

But some people are moved by the news, such as those warlords and careerists.

But what everyone doesn't know is that, in fact, the first person to know the news was not the princes from the imperial capital, but an exiled Rurik from the Caucasus. Receive information from there.

"Really? That relative of mine wants to point his sword at the imperial capital. He has come to this point. It seems that I can't relax anymore."

Vladimir Vsevolodovich, who is known as Monomakh, held the letter from Trabzon, and his tone was full of exclamation. Fortunately, his career is getting more and more prosperous.

Monomakh is located in a busy siege camp. Baffles and trenches have surrounded the entire city, and there are busy soldiers everywhere. Arrows fly by from time to time, and you come and go.

And among the various fortifications and trenches are corpses, all from guys who don't have long eyes and run around. In such a fierce confrontation, rushing to the open space rashly is courting death.

However, the defenders of the city are not much better. Many places on the city wall have become potholes, which are the masterpieces of the trebuchets outside the city.

As the leader of the army, the place where Monomakh is located is a well-protected bunker, which cannot be destroyed even if it is hit by the catapults in the city, let alone those arrows.

Because of this, the projectile camp of the siege party is nearby, and the traction trebuchet is working non-stop, throwing stones into the city, and letting the stones roar above everyone's heads.

"Yes, Lord Oleg said that although Rostislav said he intends to stay in the imperial capital, he is also likely to come to Trabzon, so he strengthened the coastal defense, but Lord Oleg thinks that the strength in his hands is still not enough, so Send me to your aid."

The Greek said neither humble nor overbearing, with contempt in his eyes that is hard to find. Monomakh knows this person. He is Oleg's in-law. He should be grateful for this identity. The child was dug down.

This is the biggest change in Monomakh during the years of melee in Georgia, that is, the use of various tortures without hesitation. As a foreign ruler in a chaotic place, Monomakh finally regards fear as the basis of stable rule. primary tool.

For a military adventurer, using fear to rule is the most effective, but the backlash after fear is punctured is also very terrifying, but now he only has this choice. If not, how can he squeeze all the power in the territory to carry out his conquest .

"Tell Lord Oleg, I am now at the critical stage of attacking Shirvan, the siege camp cannot be short of people, but I have recently recruited a few Turkic tribes, I will send them there, this is the only one I have now Adjustable power."

Monomakh scratched his head. In fact, he didn't think that Rostislav would lead such a large army here. After all, it would be too wasteful to use such an army to attack them.

But there is a way to take precautions before they happen, and Trabzonspor's defense still needs to be strengthened-even if it is actually known that it is useless, it is worthwhile to be able to break a few teeth of that guy.

After hearing the word Turkic, Monomakh suddenly noticed a look of disgust in the corner of the guy's eyes.

Greeks didn't like Turks, Monomakh knew that, but making such an expression in front of him displeased the prince, and for some reason, Monomakh's desire to gouge out the man's eyeballs became even stronger.

"Yes, I understand, I will tell Lord Oleg that way."

And the Greek seemed to have noticed Monomacher's displeasure, and he bid farewell and retreated tactfully. He was arrogant but not stupid.

"It's still smart. Don't let it go on like this. I can't guarantee whether I can hold it back."

Looking at the figure of the man leaving, Monomacher said in a flat tone. Although it is plain, the killing intent in it can't be hidden at all. Presumably, he felt the change in Monomacher's mood, and that person would choose to leave so decisively. Bar.

"Lord Monomakh, Lord Radko recently defeated a group of Persians. They seem to be planning to come for reinforcements, and they captured a lot of prisoners, about [-]. May I ask whether they should be put into the slave camp according to the old rules? "

Then a Norman walks in, Monomacher knows the face, this man was in Russell's Rebellion, was the first Norman to join him, and is now a Norman in the army the leader.

"No, let them spit on that book, and those who are willing to work as hard labor, if not, then cut off their heads and limbs, and throw them into the city for me."

Monomacher gave a cold order, and the Normans were not surprised. As military adventurers and experts, such things are also basic operations for them, but this is rarely used by Norman standards. The tortured lord has done this, so it seems that he has really lost patience with the siege.

Since Monomakh settled down in Kakheti, in the next few years, all his energies were devoted to the war with Shirvan Emir.

In the beginning, it was the emir who took the offensive. The emir wanted to retake the land taken by Monomakh, but he repeatedly hit the wall. Monomakh showed his powerful art of war.

Compared with the Emir army, which was constantly losing soldiers and generals, Monomakh's reputation attracted adventurers from all over the world to enrich his army, and with more victories, more people were attracted.

The balance of the war has quietly changed. Unknowingly, the Emir of Shirvan retreated steadily under the offensive of Monomakh, losing land continuously.

And every time a piece of land was acquired from the Emir, Monomakh would clean up all the original Emir supporters on the land, and then disperse the mercenaries and adventurers who followed him from all directions as local lords.

Monomakh's reputation can now be said to be one of the most resounding existences in the entire Transcaucasus region, and the emperor's blood that he once disapproved of gave him a great bonus.

It is one thing to be a desperate adventurer in Rus, quite another to be a victorious adventurer with the blood of a Roman emperor, who naturally wields enormous influence in the land.

Greeks, Georgians, Armenians, Turks, Persians... and many ethnic groups in the mountains, they all came to join him, and the constant stream of defectors made the fighting power of Monomakh's army stronger and stronger. The ethnic groups under his command And more and more.

The Emir of Shirvan ruled a piece of fertile land. Agriculture, animal husbandry and business can be regarded as one of the wealthiest existences in the entire Caucasus. This land is an important reason for attracting people to come.

And the rich land is allotted quickly, and if you want land, you need to expand. Monomakh can be said to be invincible in a series of wars, so people come here one after another.

Thus the Emir of Shirvan was driven to his capital, the city on the Caspian Sea (beyond Baku).

His territory has been completely wiped out. Monomakh's army of mercenaries and adventurers has occupied these areas, and they are still cleaning up the local forces in an orderly manner.

The emir could only stay in the city and write letters to everyone he knew, but the reinforcements he was looking forward to would never come. All forces were defeated.

"Yes, I understand, I'll go right away."

Back at Monomacher, the Norman answered the order at the top of his voice, and then ran out to convey the orders of the chief.

And with the sound of screams, Monomacher's mood improved a lot, and then he said to himself, "Let's attack tomorrow, end this damn game, Shirvan will be mine soon."

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(End of this chapter)