The panicked voices of his followers came from the Prince of Moscow. The scene in front of them was beyond their expectations.
There were people all around who were panicking because of the fire, which undoubtedly further deepened the panic.
"To rectify the team, we have to leave the city and control the troops outside the city. As long as those troops are still under control, everything will be no problem."
Just as the Russians were reorganizing, coincidentally, the Poles who went to help put out the fire also assembled under the order of the leader Sicech and put the fire fighting aside.
After all, any discerning person can now tell that something is wrong, so putting out fires and other things has to be put behind.
As for the Magyars, it seems that their captain has been burned to death in the warehouse. Therefore, this group of people seems to be leaderless and has no idea what to do. There are some who just ran away and those who were busy putting out the fire.
Sichich himself rode up to Rostislav.
"Lord Rostislav, I want to go with you, do you think it's okay? I'm afraid something bad has happened in this city."
"Of course, Lord Sichech, the more people there are, the better."
It seemed that the Poles thought the same as him. The top priority now was to control the troops outside the city. As long as those troops were controlled, there would be nothing to fear about what would happen next.
As for the palace, there are enough troops to protect it, and it is also a fortress. There is no need to worry for a while. For them, controlling the troops is the first priority.
And Rostislav had a feeling that most of the people on the other side of the palace were trapped and couldn't leave at all.
The Russians and Poles walked through the streets of Fechsvar like this, and then they suddenly found that the entire street was in chaos, with flames and crime everywhere.
Due to the previous warehouse incident, most of the soldiers in the city were attracted there. Now there is no one on the street to maintain order, which makes some guys who have been prepared for a long time start to act randomly.
Along the way, Rostislav saw a lot of robberies and even rapes. There were even people galloping on horses in the streets, with unlucky people being dragged by ropes behind them. A few guards tried to maintain order, but in the end they were beaten mercilessly.
Turn over and kill.
"This chaos happened too quickly."
Meshko couldn't help but feel surprised. In any case, the chaos spread too quickly. The streets were filled with robbers and murderers almost as soon as the fire started.
Rostislav and Sichech just looked at each other. Both of them saw the same meaning in each other's eyes, and they both sensed something was wrong.
Reconnecting it to the warehouse thing that attracted them here, all this is like a big net, and it will start after they are in place.
Fortunately, these criminals only dared to attack civilians. When they saw the mixed group of Russians and Poles, they ran very fast, and these guys did not dare to touch those heavily armed warriors.
This is exactly what Rostislav means. He doesn't want to be held back by those rubbish. Controlling the troops is the first priority at the moment.
As for a small number of people with unclear minds, they would die under bows and arrows, and their corpses would also serve as a deterrent to those who wanted to do evil.
Soon, they arrived at the city gate, only to find that it was still under the control of the guards. There was a row of rebel horses in front of the closed city gate, and more soldiers were bringing in more rebel horses.
Seeing this, Rostislav was not surprised. Controlling the city gates was an effective way to curb chaos, but it was probably even more chaotic outside the city. There were many more pagans there than inside the city.
Everyone walking through the chaotic city was forced to stop in front of the fortifications, and Rostislav stepped forward and shouted: "I am Rostislav, Prince of Moscow, and I want you to open the city gate immediately."
But the prince's words did not receive any response. Instead, the Magyar soldiers nervously lowered their spears, which made Rostislav frown. The reaction of these people was a bit strange, why were they so nervous.
Seeing their posture, the Russians and Poles naturally became alert and drew their swords, as if a battle might start at any time.
"Sir, I'm sorry, there are orders from above that no one is allowed to leave the city."
Just when the tension was tense, a Magyar man dressed as a captain stood up. Rostislav noticed that his clothes did not fit and were somewhat dirty.
But now the prince was in a hurry to go out and didn't care about this, but Sichech next to Rostislav narrowed his eyes.
"Whose order is this?"
Sichech said in a very dignified tone. The prince of Moscow looked at him in surprise, not understanding why he did this.
But he didn't say anything. Sichech obviously had his own intentions in doing so.
"It's Captain Ivar's order. He said this order came from the palace."
The captain was obviously frightened by this stern tone, so he hesitated for a while before giving his answer.
Sicech, on the other hand, did not hesitate at all, and then asked a bunch of questions like a barrage of questions.
Only then did Rostislav understand what the Polish nobles were doing. It turned out that he was confirming the authenticity of the identities of these guards. It seemed that he had doubts about these identities.
Rostislav also looked around, and this observation made him discover a very interesting thing, something that he had not noticed before because he was anxious.
That is, many guards wear bark boots or even straw sandals. In Rostislav's impression, the Magyar soldiers in Fekhsvar wear leather boots. How could the soldiers of the Kingdom of Hungary wear such things?
Maybe so many people wear it.
On the other side, faced with a series of questions, the captain became increasingly unable to answer and became hesitant.
Rostislav nodded to Sichech, and then he decisively drew his sword, "They are enemies! Attack!" Sichech also shouted.
Upon hearing the order from the leader, the Poles and Russians immediately launched an attack, and they rushed forward brandishing their swords.
The captain died the quickest, and his head was directly knocked off by Rostislav. At the prince's side, his followers crossed the horse and took advantage of the situation to stab, knocking over a soldier who was caught off guard.
A wave of arrows also rained down, and the pretenders fell one after another. What's more important is that it seriously shook the morale of these people. They never expected to encounter such an intense battle. They originally thought that the defenders would
That's the city gate.
These disguised soldiers were beaten into such a state that they never expected that the party who was supposed to be deceived in the plan would actually attack on their own initiative.
Moreover, they had no way to fight against the swords of Ross's personal entourage and Polish knights. These guys were essentially civilians and could not fight against professional warriors.
In such a short period of time, these pretenders were either killed, had their heads chopped off, or were forced to run away.
The place was soon filled with Russians and Poles, who were prowling among the corpses, executing any wounded they found, or looking for some trophy worth taking.
Not long after, when the Russians pushed open the city gate, they also discovered the corpses of the original guards. These corpses were piled inside the tower. The expressions on these people's faces were all normal, and there were not many traces of battle.
It seems that he was killed by an acquaintance.
Without any time to think about it, the Russians and Poles hurriedly left the city. In any case, leaving the city is the first priority now.
However, before leaving, Rostislav left enough men to control the city gate. He would have to bring people back later, and the city gate must be under control.