Veshata quickly went down to carry out the Grand Duke's orders, and when he left Rostislav he and his grandfather continued their discussions.
"Grandpa, what do you think we should do next?"
"You actually don't have to do anything now, just protect yourself. There's not much you can do. The only one who clearly jumped out is Alar. As for the person who colluded with him... that person did things very cleanly and didn't leave anything for me.
Clues, news from Kiev haven’t come yet.”
"Really? You are just like my teacher."
Rostislav was dejected. Although he knew that it was impossible to tell his grandfather all this and dig out the mastermind behind it, he still had some illusions in his heart.
"Your teacher? Luca, right? He is a smart man, so it is normal to say this. But don't worry too much, just be careful."
Yaroslav mentioned Luca with approval and a look of reminiscence. Luca was also an acquaintance of his. It was he who sent Luca to the north to serve as bishop.
Originally, Luca went to assist his eldest son in preparing to rule Rus in the future, but fate is not as good as fate. Who knew that his eldest son would die like that...
"Oh, forget it, there is no point in discussing these. Let's change things. Can you tell me who is going to rescue us?"
Rostislav didn't want to continue discussing the matter, so he changed his focus to something else, which was the thing he was most curious about at the moment.
"This..."
The playful expression before appeared on Yaroslav's face again.
"Just wait and wait, all of you will be surprised when the time comes."
In Rostislav's view, the current grandfather is like a child who has hidden candy and is waiting for someone to find him. Should he say old and young? When he is old, he will be like a child again - of course, he does not say this.
I dare to tell my grandfather directly.
"Go and rectify your soldiers. In a few days, this will all be over. We will also get more clues by then. All we have to do these days is keep our spirits up."
"Okay, everything is as you wish."
Yaroslav had already said this, so Rostislav naturally had no choice but to obey the order, retreated from the city wall in response to the announcement, and left Yaroslav alone.
The Grand Duke continued to look at everything below with confidence. In his eyes, those there were not enemies, but just dead people who were not dead yet.
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Under the Grand Duke's order, the restless military morale stabilized. After all, everyone trusted the authority of the Grand Duke of Kiev. Yaroslav had ruled the Russian territory for decades, and his authority was unquestionable.
After telling the generals that the reinforcements were coming, everyone's fighting spirit was aroused, and they were all waiting for the moment when the reinforcements arrived to rush out of the city and gain glory.
Therefore, Yuriev did not have any panic or fear after being surrounded by superior enemy forces. Instead, the soldiers were seriously preparing their troops and preparing for war. Unexpectedly, they thought they were outside the city but were surrounded instead.
At first, the citizens of Yuriev were in a bad mood. They had just escaped from the siege and then were besieged again. Their emotions were shaken up and down, like a frightened bird. However, the performance of the Grand Duke's army soon calmed their panic.
If the nobles don't panic, then why should I panic?
Mayor Yuriev and the bishop, who thought a catastrophe was imminent, were the most surprised. Originally, they thought they would have to organize the people to live a difficult life, but instead they became full of fighting soldiers looking for a training ground.
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Rostislav was not idle during this period. He was busy arranging his entourage and soldiers, brushing up on his skills, and adjusting his body in order to achieve the best condition.
He even personally led his entourage on the training ground. Rostislav knew very well that the cavalry would be crucial in the next battle. As long as he seizes the opportunity, he could make an unparalleled contribution.
During the training, Vishata visited him several times, and his father's close friends assured him that no matter what happened next, he and his family would stand firmly by Rostislav's side.
Prince Nuocheng was very moved by this, because no matter what, he was the weakest among Zhuryuriqi, but this powerful man placed his bet on him.
At the same time, he couldn't help but thank his father for leaving him such a sincere friend.
Just when the mood in Yuriev City was rising, the Chud people outside the city were not idle either. They built siege fortifications in an orderly manner and blocked the river next to Yuriev, setting up a long-term siege.
appearance.
The Chud people's strategy was extremely correct. After the influx of Yaroslav's 5,000 troops, the food in the city could only last for two weeks at most. As long as they maintained the siege, hunger would complete everything.
What I didn't expect was that the Russians were sharpening their knives in front of them...
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The signal for battle came very suddenly.
At first, it was just a fire in the Chude camp late at night. No one paid attention to it at first. The barbarians always caused some troubles from time to time. They still couldn't overcome their bad habits, and these bad habits would cause trouble.
But as the flames turned into a fire that filled the entire camp, and the shouts of death also sounded, no matter how dull the person was, they noticed one thing - a war had begun!
"Woooooooooooooo~"
When the horn sounded, the whole city woke up, and everyone immediately realized that the moment they had been waiting for had arrived!
Rostislav quickly put on his chainmail shirt, and when he walked out of the room, he saw a scene of order in chaos:
The men and horses stumbled in the pervasive cold air, and the followers jumped on the breathless horses one after another. The guards buckled their sword belts as they ran, and stood still in front of Rostislav.
"Are you all ready? Then let's go!"
"For victory!"
Rostislav led his team forward on the board-paved streets of Yuriev. From time to time, he encountered soldiers in twos and threes. They merged into Rostislav's ranks, just like tributaries merged into the mainstream, making the team even larger.
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When Rostislav arrived at the city gate, he thought he would be the first to arrive, but he was surprised to see that his grandfather and Visata's troops were already arrayed here. The soldiers were silently lined up in neat queues, waiting for the prince.
The command.
"Oh? The third one is you? Rostislav, you train your subordinates very well."
After seeing Rostislav, Veshata said appreciatively, and his grandfather also cast a look with the same emotion.
"It seems that you have brought a lot of people. In that case, let's get started. That brat attacked directly without even sending a signal, like a thunder... He is still as eager as ever, we have to hurry up.
Otherwise, we won’t be able to catch up with the battle.”
"As you command, Grand Duke!"
Everyone responded in unison, and Yaroslav rode through the open city gate first. Behind him were countless soldiers holding steel. Rurik's trident fluttered in the wind, showing Liurik's strength in the darkness.