king of ros

Chapter 49
The rendezvous went very smoothly, and Rostislav's team smoothly integrated into the main army.

At that time, what Rostislav saw was a grand scene, nobles, citizens, farmers, soldiers, nomads... Countless armors, countless weapons, and countless flags were displayed in front of the world together, and Liu Li The banner of Christ and God rules all this.

People of all colors formed such a large army. They walked the avenue before the princes of Ross to conquer the enemies of the grassland. This is the largest army that Ross has assembled in the past few decades. When the huge army marches, the sky and the earth seem to shake. .

Rostislav saw the endless line of infantry, the busy servants, the silent or arrogant soldiers, and the riders on the horses. The essence of the whole Southern Ross was gathered here, but Rostislav was most concerned about it. "local aristocracy".

The city lord of the walled city, the local military and political chief, and the leader elected by the peasants formed a group called "local nobles", and they contributed one-third of the army to this army.Different from the business dignitaries in the city, they are more loyal to the Rurik regime and are willing to bring soldiers to participate in the conquest, instead of entrusting troops to the people below and staying in the city like many business dignitaries.

Rostislav paid great attention to dealing with these local powerful people who the city's dignitaries looked down upon, and he often drank with them. Rostislav, who knew the history of later generations, believed that these people represented the future, the feudal future, and had a good relationship with them. Relationships have only advantages and no disadvantages.

Prince Ross rode across a sea of ​​swords and spears to his grandfather, but the first thing he heard as he rode closer was his grandfather's angry roar.

"What? Those two little bastards ran ahead of me with Southwest Ross's army? Are they fools? Is there something wrong with their heads! God! How can I have such a stupid son!"

Yaroslav's expression was very ugly, and his face was also extremely ugly. The veins on his forehead were throbbing from time to time. The news brought by the scouts made him feel extremely bad.

The kneeling scout just bowed his head in silence, waiting for the Grand Duke to vent.

In fact, everyone present was like this. Faced with the anger of the wise, everyone put away their usual thorns, casualness and confrontation.

The nobles behind the Grand Duke discussed in low voices. During these conversations, Rostislav understood what was going on. The problem lay with the two uncles who were sent to Southwest Ross to recruit troops.

His fourth and fifth uncles—the two uncles he had not met—Igor and Vyacheslav were sent by his grandfather to recruit troops in South-West Rus, and they did a good job, pulling out A full 5000 people, but then something went wrong.

In grandfather's plan, the fourth and fifth uncles should bring the army and main force of Southwest Ross together, but when the two uncles arrived at the assembly point, they did not wait for grandfather to come, but directly led the army to Peicheng. rescue.

The Grand Duke was about to be blown up when he found out, he had no choice but to march in with his main force, but these two idiots rushed in recklessly, hence the words just now.

The military power of Southwestern Ross was regarded as an important supplement by his grandfather, but it ended up being gone. As for recruiting from Nuocheng, the main reason was that the road to the north was too difficult to walk. At the beginning, the strength of Northern Ross was not recruited.

Rostislav, who understood the matter, also understood his grandfather's anger. Any commander would be in a bad mood when faced with such a thing, and the worst thing was that he could only be in a bad mood there, and he couldn't change the status quo.

"Father, do you need me to chase them right away?"

Second Uncle Sviatoslav said in his usual short and direct style that the prince also wrapped himself up like a can, and after putting on the chain veil that was put down now, only his eyes were exposed.

"Forget it, I won't be able to catch up. Your two brothers can't learn from Harald. They don't have the skills of Harald. Isn't this courting death?"

The Grand Duke scolded his Norwegian son-in-law by the way. Compared with that rampant style, a wise man prefers to use wisdom and management to win. As a result, now his son is blatantly violating the military order and imitating his reckless march. This is simply hitting him. Face.

"Ah, father, don't worry, the two of them may bring victory. You see, our nephews have achieved such feats against the nomads. The two of them will bring more people, maybe It's a big win."

The speaker was Ijaslav, that is, the uncle of the prince. The prince was now smiling and saying good things to the Grand Duke, trying to ease the relationship between the two parties, and he looked like a peacemaker.

"Victory? Thank goodness for these two guys to come back alive. If only they were half as stable as their nephews, these two bastards are not a few years older than their eldest nephew!"

The wise man responded to the uncle with disdain. These two guys are so impulsive. If the nomad teases them a little, they will immediately fall into the trap. The prairie wolf likes to set up traps the most.

The Grand Duke couldn't help thinking how his two sons made such mistakes because they were young people, and his grandson was so reliable.

Grand Duke's words directly choked the uncle, and he didn't know how to answer. He could only listen to the Grand Duke continue to criticize the shortcomings of the two sons, but fortunately, it didn't last long, because the Grand Duke also knew that doing so would not only vent a little anger It didn't make any sense, the Grand Duke ordered to speed up the march to catch up with the Southwest Ross army who set off first.

All the black hats were sent out to look for traces of the Southwestern Army or the battlefield where they perished-this is Yaroslav's original words. The Grand Duke is very pessimistic about the future of these two sons.

In stark contrast, many people in the army are afraid that their merits will be robbed just like this. In their eyes, nomads are vulnerable, and they are glory waiting to be harvested. It is completely impossible to fail and overturn.

Rostislav was rather happy. After all, no matter what arrangement the nomad made, someone would go to mine detection before him, so he didn't have to foolishly go up and try it.

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In this way, Ross's army accelerated in an attempt to catch up with the army that had not obeyed the order to set off.

Some recruits were not used to the sudden acceleration, but the Grand Duke suppressed their dissatisfaction with a whip. Yaroslav knew exactly when to do something and when not to do something. Now is the time to be strict.

During the march, Rostislav seized the opportunity to observe the army of his two uncles. After all, after his grandfather passed away, they were potential enemies. For this reason, he often ran back and forth in front of the army.

If the uncle's army had to be evaluated by Rostislav, it could only be described as mediocre.

However, there are some Polish knights under the uncle's command. They either ride horses or fight on foot, and their armor is relatively light. It is said that this is an improvement made by the Kingdom of Poland based on recent war experience.

But the second uncle's place is different, the order of the soldiers is prohibited, and even the ordinary soldiers are well trained-although it is done with military sticks and whips.Most importantly, Rostislav noticed that the second uncle's soldiers had a very strong trust and admiration for the second uncle, which made them have high morale and firm will.

Rostislav is not surprised by this. The second uncle in history was originally the most powerful among the Yaroslavitches. He is good at everything, and he doesn't mind getting his hands dirty. Uncle's methods are disgraceful.

If he hadn't died too early, he should have achieved more feats.

Prince Ross knew that this uncle must be his biggest and most terrifying enemy in the future, but now, his grandfather is still there, and everyone is still in the same trench, so he is a reliable comrade-in-arms that he can rely on.

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(End of this chapter)