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Chapter 216 Meeting with relatives and friends

Chapter 216 Meeting of Relatives and Friends

Just as banquets were going on in Fekhshvar, Andrew's wife and children also arrived in the city, and their arrival meant the beginning of the meeting.

Of course, King Bella would not be able to receive the wife and daughter of his brother who was killed by him.

So naturally only the Russians and Germans are responsible for welcoming them. One of them is a relative and friend, and the other is an ally.

For this reason, Rostislav had to put aside everything and come to meet King Andrew's widow, his aunt.

For this reason, they practiced the ritual for a long time last night, which made Rostislav so tired that even when he went to the battlefield, he was not as tired as standing there like a piece of wood.

So after finishing the practice, Rostislav was not in the mood to investigate the old man's affairs, but he still remembered it and immediately thought of it whenever he saw the pagan emblem.

But no matter what, I will investigate this matter in the future, and greeting it is the top priority now.

Now Rostislav was standing on horseback at the gate of Fekhshvar. In front of him were his three uncles, and on the other side was Bishop Henry of the Empire, all dressed in their most gorgeous costumes.

The surrounding area was controlled by the Russians and Germans, and there were heavily armed soldiers everywhere. This was to prevent any possible assassinations. If Andrew's wife and children were assassinated, then this meeting would really be meaningless.

Many citizens of Fechsvar crowded behind the heavily armed soldiers. They wanted to see King Andrew's son. After all, that king had ruled for so long, and many people still subconsciously respected his power, so naturally they wanted to see him.

What have become of his wife and children now?

Soon, with the sound of trumpets, the team belonging to King Solomon appeared in front of everyone.

The young King Solomon of Hungary was in the arms of his mother, wearing a small crown custom-made for him by his father before his death. He was a child whose eyes were still filled with ignorance, and his fine clothes could not change his innocence.

In Rostislav's view, the child was more like a ritual object held in his mother's arms than a child, but this was also the norm of the times.

As for his mother, Anastasia Yaroslavna Rurik, she was dressed in black to show that she was in mourning for her husband.

Therefore, her dress is also very simple, otherwise she would definitely dress up and use fancy clothes and jewelry to show her orthodoxy.

Anastasia's face is quite handsome, which shows that she is well-maintained, and her movements exude mature charm. Her status as a widow brings her a different kind of charm.

Knights in red shirts guarded them closely, and above their heads was the flag with a white cross on a red background and the ancient black eagle of the Arpad family, all of which demonstrated Solomon's legitimacy.

It's just a pity that things like honor guard and legitimacy still depend on strength.

Solomon's team soon came to them, and after the ceremony was completed, the uncles naturally came forward to comfort their sisters, and Bishop Henry also accompanied them.

The scene immediately turned into a show of affection for the Rurik family, with the three uncles telling their sisters that they would try their best to fight for their nephew's due rights and to comfort him for losing his husband.

As for Rostislav, because he was a junior, he couldn't say anything after introducing himself, but he was happy to do so. He was really familiar with the previous generation.

But he also hoped so, because then he could talk to his old friend.

"Edward, I haven't seen you for a while, but you made a lot of noise. I've heard the news in Kiev."

Rostislav warmly hugged Edward, who was wearing armor. Both of their faces were filled with joy. Nothing is more exciting than seeing friends reunite.

The prince of Moscow admired his in-laws very much for holding on with so many people until the main force was lost and the king died, and he also controlled a series of border strongholds, gaining more bargaining chips for negotiations.

Rostislav knew that if he were in the same situation, it would be difficult for him to achieve such an achievement.

"Thanks to your spearmen, the soldiers of the Moscow Battalion are outstanding. If it weren't for this strength, I would have been finished."

Edward's words were very sincere. He was able to win all this because he relied on these spearmen. Even when the king was killed and the whole line collapsed, these spearmen still maintained the organization and successfully quit, saving most of their strength.

And in the ensuing collapse, they also maintained their morale and organization. It was with this force as the core that Edward was able to assemble other forces - in other words, this made him one of the remnants of various factions.

The one with the strongest power.

"Then you have to be very capable to use it well."

Rostislav immediately took over, and indeed as this sentence said, it was Edward's ability that held up the situation.

Even in the most desperate times, Edward maintained morale and conducted a series of offensives on the border to maintain the Solomonic presence in Hungary.

Although this is a drop in the bucket, it is already very powerful if it is available.

During this time, Rostislav often listened to the ballads of Magyar poets. Many of these ballads praised the martial arts of Edward, a distant nobleman. Andrew had governed Hungary for so many years and still had many supporters at home.

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"Speaking of spearmen, how many more of them are there?"

After exchanging some pleasantries with Edward, Rostislav asked about his standing Moscow battalion.

Although this unit is only experimental, it is still his first regular unit and deserves more attention.

"Haha, don't worry, the number of people is still full! Even more than before."

Edward's answer made Rostislav really confused. How come after so many hard battles, the quota is still full? Is it still more than before?

"Don't fool me." Rostislav said with an expression of disbelief.

"Many Magyars joined this team."

Edward immediately solved Rostislav's confusion.

"They are basically all subjects of King Andrew. After the death of the king, they were unwilling to be loyal to Solomon. However, their territory and identity were deprived of their territory and identity in Hungary, and they were also wanted by King Beira, so now they have only one way to wander.

I think it would be a waste to just let these people leave, so I introduced them to join your army. Many people chose this. After all, their belongings were basically lost due to defeat. Joining your Ross army is the fastest way at the moment.

I’ve got my job, and I’ll go directly to Ross with you when the time comes.”

"Well, let me think about it, there are probably hundreds of people joining. Many of them were once knights, but they joined with a suit of armor."

Edward's answer made Rostislav smile again and again. He really didn't expect that this Anglo-Saxon noble could actually do this, so he couldn't help but pat Edward's shoulder vigorously.

While the two were talking happily, Bishop Henry in the empire first blessed his aunt, and the ceremony there was considered over. Then they entered the city gate, and the uncles and the bishop naturally led the way.

And it was at this moment that Rostislav noticed something. A young Magyar knight rode up to Anastasia and said something to the king's widow.

Obviously, what the knight said made Anastasia not very happy, and the knight was even hit on the helmet by Anastasia with a riding crop.

This was a very strong insult, and it was in public, but the knight did not show any anger and just followed silently.

"That knight is..."

Rostislav was a little curious about the man's identity. The fact that he approached the king's widow on such an occasion showed that his identity was not simple, but why he was treated so roughly.

"That person, ugh..."

Edward obviously knew something, but before he could say anything more, the horn was blown, calling others to follow.

The large army also started to move, and Rostislav immediately followed after seeing this. He was also the core figure of the ceremony and could not delay for too long.

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