When the Russians woke up from their hangovers and joy, they suddenly discovered that yesterday's losers were under the city wall again, and their power was even greater.
As the wise men of old once said, joy brings disaster, and now it's true again.
Rostislav and others followed the Grand Duke to the city wall. Many nobles were still suffering from hangovers and the aftermath of joy, but they still tried their best to suppress their discomfort and not let it show up in the face of the war.
Rostislav was also in a bad state. He slept very late last night and was awakened by the war horn early this morning. Fortunately, the young man's body could withstand the torture, so it was nothing to him.
He was now standing next to the Grand Duke, with Visatta on the other side, and the nobles were arguing about the war behind him.
"At this scale, not only the Chuds from Arar, but also the Vikings and Karelians came?"
Visatta stood on the city wall, holding on to the wooden battlements with a very stern look on his face. As a Noble City noble, he knew the situation of the surrounding ethnic groups well and could see the composition of the enemy army at a glance.
Rostislav looked around following Visatta's words, and all he could see were the Chud warriors wrapped in furs, but if he looked closely, he could see the armor belonging to the north, which was the Norse from the Northwest Islands.
At a glance, everything was filled with a murderous atmosphere. The barbarians were making intense preparations for the siege. Seeing their busy appearance, Rostislav knew that they were serious.
"Is this Alar's card? There are so many people here. This barbarian is bleeding heavily this time. I don't know what he promised to get this."
The Grand Duke narrowed his eyes, but there was an unexpected meaning in his words. Rostislav keenly noticed the emotion in this.
"Grandpa, did you know this would happen now?"
Rostislav subconsciously asked what he was thinking.
"It can be said that I am here for this, for now."
Yaroslav's eyes flashed with a different color, and his words contained the meaning of being under control.
This caused shock to flash across the faces of Rostislav and Vishata. The Grand Duke had always known that this was a trap? Then why did he risk his life?
The wise men saw their doubts, and the Grand Duke, who was famous for his wisdom, just smiled indifferently and immediately began to explain. At this point, there was no need to hide anything anymore.
"In the past few years, the north has always concerned me very much. The rise of Aral is too sudden, and someone in Kiev seems to be colluding with Estonia. I also discovered some unusual flows of weapons and armor... It's very interesting. This
It’s all fun.”
"I happened to take advantage of the opportunity of my son's death to come to the north to have a look, to check on this matter, and to solve the hidden danger of Arar. I also wanted to see if anyone in Kiev would suddenly jump out, but I just arrived.
Not long after Novgorod, Aral came up to us."
When he said this, Rostislav saw a hint of gloom on his grandfather's face, as if he was unhappy about something, but this emotion was later covered up.
"Aral is a cautious and scheming person. Vladimir's report helped me understand him. Such a person will never act unless he is fully prepared. The battle under Yuriev's city wall was obviously
A bait."
"Now that you know there's a conspiracy behind this...why do you still want to enter the city?"
Visatta calmed down his expression and continued to ask. He still couldn't figure out why the Grand Duke would jump into this trap.
"How can they act easily if I don't join the game? How do I know what they will do if I don't join the game?"
Yaroslav just dropped these words, which made Veshata stunned, and then continued to look at the Chud army outside the city.
But the prince immediately realized what his grandfather was talking about. He remembered the interception and the enemy's chainmail from Kiev.
Rostislav's heart moved. He understood that his grandfather was using himself as bait to lure out some people in the darkness. He thought that his uncles' failure to go north this time was probably part of his grandfather's plan...
But for him, what's more important now is that his grandfather is aware of some problems, and things on his side are just right, so now is the best opportunity to tell his grandfather everything.
"Grandpa, I have something to report to you."
Rostislav mustered up his courage and met his grandfather's glance.
"Oh? Tell me."
Along with Rostislav's narration, the Grand Duke who was observing the besiegers no longer looked at the Chud military camp, but looked at his grandson, his eyes becoming more and more serious.
Facing his grandfather's serious eyes, Rostislav couldn't help but feel a little pressure, but he continued to speak, because it was related to whether he could find clues about the man who killed his father and wanted to kill him!
"This is really... surprising."
After listening to everything Rostislav described, complex emotions flashed through Yaroslav's eyes.
"Vladimir's death... I also thought about whether the person I wanted to dig out did it, but there is no clue to prove it, and it is extremely ordinary to be absent from the battle formation, and I don't want to... Alas, look
The man who came has great intentions."
Yaroslav put his hand on his grandson's shoulder and patted Rostislav. It seemed that because of something he thought of, the Grand Duke's mood became a little low.
"Thank you for your hard work, my child. It must be hard to hold this in, but I already know it now."
The Grand Duke's words made Rostislav finally feel relieved. He had been carrying this pressure alone for so long, and he could finally tell the matter, and also told his powerful grandfather.
Yaroslav's expression was a little sad, and he realized that this child was under so much pressure, and he was speechless for a while.
"Your Majesty, please allow me to say something. There are more important things now."
At this time, Visatta's voice suddenly appeared, interrupting the communication between them. The Nobles of Noble City were also very surprised that there were so many hidden secrets behind the death of their friend Vladimir, but compared to this,
There are more important things.
"The number of enemies outside the city is now greater than ours, and the soldiers are very uneasy. How do you plan to solve this problem? I believe that since you jumped into the trap, you must have the corresponding backup plan. Which king of Kiev is it?"
Will the guild lead an army to help?"
As Visatta said, the most important thing now is to stabilize the morale of the troops. The soldiers below are full of uneasiness.
"Not one of my sons will come, and they are not suitable to come this time. Just wait for a few more days, and the person will come after a few more days. Just tell the soldiers that I only need them to hold on for a week, and someone will come.
Save us."
This answer made Visatta's face twitch unnaturally. Why was the Grand Duke still hiding here at this time, and he still had that playful expression on his face.
"Your will."
In the end, Visatta could only say this, her words full of helplessness.
But what no one saw was that when he turned to leave, there was a hint of relief on his face, finally no longer having to listen to their sensitive topics.
Veshata had just realized that this was an internal dispute within the Rurik family, and it was not something he should know about. But to be precise, Yaroslav, as the head of Rurik family, could not be allowed to know that he knew these things——