In the tent of the Moscow military camp, Rostislav woke up from his sleep.
He has been sleeping extremely well these past few days, and feels full of energy every day. It is not like the days during the expedition where he stayed up late for several days in a row, worrying about the march of the troops and possible attacks, instead of
Thinking day and night.
The victory over the main force of Akkadian allowed the prince to relax. After all, there was no force on the Bulgar land that could threaten the winter army, and victory was only a matter of time.
And he is getting good news every day, and Adam's control area continues to expand.
The tyrant Akkad has not given any response or order so far. The Bulgars who were originally united around him are now separated. Adam's letter also mentioned that there are many places where people doubt whether he is dead.
Speaking of death, news about Akade's death has indeed spread in this land. People in one village claimed that they burned Akade to death. If it weren't for a group of cavalry who suddenly came out, they would definitely have taken Akade.
Dede's corpse, but no one takes it seriously, after all, such magical stories are everywhere,
During this time, the prince met many old acquaintances, mainly Islamic businessmen who had had economic dealings with Moscow.
For example, Abdul, this Persian has been delivering various supplies from distant places to Moscow, as well as talents needed by the prince of Moscow.
Compared with when the prince first met him, the Persian businessman is now bigger, and he usually has a large number of servants around him. It can be seen that life has become richer, and the trade with the Russians has cheered up his family.
This time he brought a large amount of food to Rostislav. Rostislav suspected that he had been waiting outside the battlefield for the results to come out, but he did not say anything about it, because this was completely understandable.
While chatting with Abdul, Rostislav learned that Abdul's family seemed to have successfully hooked up with the Seljuks. From then on, he himself no longer had to go to the north, but was instead handled by subordinates within the family.
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Rostislav was a little sad about this, but only a little sad. Abdul was the first Persian he knew, and the prince had a deep impression of him.
This world is always full of separations, and the prince didn't say much after congratulating him on his successful business.
The arrival of these Islamic merchants mainly wanted to discuss business issues. They were afraid that trade would be affected after the Bulgar Revolution. After all, the Russians did not want to gain an advantage in the Volga River for a day or two.
At first, the Rus were the destroyers of trade on the Volga River. They went south along the Volga River, constantly plundering villages and towns along the way, and then went south to plunder the Caspian Sea.
Both the Bulgars and the once-existing Khazar Khanate worked hard to prevent the invasion of Russian bandits to maintain the trade order on the Volga River. In the 10th century, they even annihilated a large Russian raiding fleet.
Later, when the Rus learned the rules and stopped raiding so much, they were excluded from the trade system because of their past misdeeds.
Everyone knows that the Russians want to pass through Bulgar and continue further south, which will definitely have an impact on the original trade system, and everyone is afraid that the conquerors will use administrative power to stop their business, so that the Russians can occupy
Opportunity.
The Prince of Moscow gave them assurance that everything would develop smoothly and the current status of trade would not change.
Rostislav is the one who wants the trade to go smoothly, because he has always benefited from it, and the same is true for Ross.
Of course, Russia will gain some benefits, otherwise their trip would be in vain. The Russians can go south to the Caspian Sea without any hindrance, but these benefits are within the acceptable range of all parties. Rostislav is not trying to ruin things.
people.
Some local chiefs also came to visit the owner of the Winter Army and offered their gifts, which the Prince of Moscow enthusiastically accepted. It seems that this group of people thought that the Russians were going to occupy this land, but it was a pity that the Prince of Moscow never did that.
Intend.
The winter army is mainly resting and enjoying themselves these days. After the war, businessmen and practitioners of various professions emerged from nowhere. Now many soldiers are drunk and dreaming in prostitutes' shacks every day, anesthetized with women and inferior alcohol.
Own.
A small number of soldiers embarked on the road back home. They had already obtained some spoils of war. They felt that it was enough to take these back home. In Rostislav's view, these people were smart people. No matter what the prospects of the war were, they would carry them with them now.
All gains staying away from war is ultimately a wise thing to do.
However, most people still stayed in the army. They were eager for more spoils and more fights, and some were greedy and hoped to earn more.
As the prince got up, the attendants naturally came in to dress the prince one after another. These boys came from noble families in Northeastern Rus' and accompanied Rostislav as the prince's courtiers.
Rostislav would keep some vassal children by his side to listen to and educate them as a show of honor, and at the same time, he would also build relationships with the future rulers of Northeastern Rus and the princely families.
As for the girl, she stayed with Zoe and acted as the maid of the prince and his wife.
When Rostislav walked out of the tent, it had just dawned, the sun was still rising, and many places were still shrouded in darkness. Therefore, Rostislav saw something that made him frown.
It was black smoke and fire, and it was particularly conspicuous at dawn. For a battlefield veteran like Rostislav, he knew very well what this scene represented.
"What's going on? I clearly didn't order the burning of the surrounding villages. What's going on?"
The prince of Moscow roared, and the fire and black smoke made him very angry. Wasn't this ruining the place? It was completely inconsistent with his plan.
And Vasily Ivanovich Hrensky, who didn't know when he knelt down beside the prince, said immediately.
"Master Rostislav, this is the food collection team that is punishing the villages that refuse to deliver food."
Vasily's words were very plain, as if this was a natural thing in this era. After all, they fought like this in their hometown. Shouldn't burning villages and killing people be a normal part of war?
Now that they have won, it should be burned. After all, this is the normal part of war, and they are collecting the spoils they deserve.
This completely ignited Rostislav's anger, and the expression on his face changed directly. He suddenly recalled the reports of a large number of teams leaving the team without authorization, and now he immediately recalled what happened.
Rostislav's sudden anger confused everyone. They didn't expect that the prince would suddenly get angry. Wouldn't he just burn down the village and kill people? Is this kind of thing worthy of the prince's attention?
"It was midnight...my lord."
Seeing that Rostislav's aura was not good, Vasily's tone also weakened. He didn't have it at all, thinking that the prince was actually like this, so angry about this matter.
If he had pretended to be disciplined before because he needed to win over the Bulgars, now everyone thinks this is unnecessary, so why is the prince so angry?
"Bastard! Bastard! Gvalan!"
Rostislav was furious when he saw the appearance of these people. He felt that the old subordinates left behind by his father were more reliable. Moscow called out the name of the captain of the janissaries.
At the same time, he complained to himself in his heart, why his nerves were paralyzed because of victory, and he was not sensitive to this matter at all, damn it, damn it.
The silent captain of the soldiers immediately came out from the corner where he was standing. As always, he was wearing armor all over his body.
"Bring your own soldiers, go and arrest those bastards who set fire everywhere, behead the leaders, and cut off the lifeblood if you rape them, do you understand?"
"Then what should we do if there are nobles involved in the robbery? Lord Rostislav."
Gvalan asked a key question, what should be done to the nobles who committed crimes? Rostislav's answer was very simple.
"What should you do? Just do it. I will give you a platform."
After receiving a clear answer, the soldier captain nodded silently, and then set off with his men.
This is what Rostislav likes most about Gvalan. He never asks why. If there is a task that needs to be carried out, he will carry it out without any hesitation.
Such treatment would greatly damage Rostislav's reputation, but as a prince with many military exploits, his prestige was enough to withstand this.
Isn't it just being talked about behind the back by the soldiers below? It's not a big deal. They scolded me, but they dared to resist.
In contrast, the important thing is to let him vent his anger.