While the father and son were having a conversation in Kiev, coincidentally, in Chernihiv, the local prince Svyatoslav was about to talk to his son.
Chernigov has always been competing with Kiev in all aspects, especially in affairs across Russia. The news was received here almost at the same time as Kiev received the news, which shows that this city is well-informed.
Prince Svyatoslav of Chernigov is currently sitting in the Cathedral of the Transfiguration, praying in front of the Kiev Crucifixion.
As an existence no less important than Saint Sophia Cathedral in Kiev, the Transfiguration Cathedral attracted many pilgrims and contributed to a large flow of people in Kiev. The loss of pilgrims became even more serious after Bishop Chernigov became metropolitan.
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This situation became more serious after Svyatoslav invited Antony of the Cave Monastery to Chernihiv to establish a monastery.
Kiev protested many times and even sent personnel to intercept pilgrims heading to Chernigov. This naturally caused conflicts between the two cities. Afterwards, the two princes reached compromises and concessions with each other and divided the city.
Many matters related to pilgrimage.
Now the Transfiguration Cathedral is full of believers, watching the ceremony held by the Metropolitan of Chernihiv.
The local prince and his family naturally have their own place. Next to Sviatoslav is his adult son Gleb, who has just walked in from the door.
Both father and son are strong and tall, and both are powerful warriors. There is nothing out of the ordinary when they sit together.
Both father and son have a reputation as a martial artist in Chernigov. Over the years, they have often used force against the infidels in the Chernigov area and have continued to win. The most important thing is that both father and son know how to fight in Chernigov.
After the war, the people were appeased, which led to more and more praise for the father and son in Chernigov.
"Kiev has sent an envoy to summon all the Russian troops. I have asked Roman and David to prepare for the reception. They know how to entertain."
Gleb said in a low voice, while his father was still in a praying state, but just because he closed his eyes did not mean that he did not listen to his son's words.
"Gleb, what do you think of what happened in Novgorod?"
His father's words made Gleb ponder for a while, and then he began to answer: "It's very powerful. Rostislav is very powerful. The process of taking Novgorod was quick and fast, and people can't find any faults. I
I admit that it is difficult for me to achieve this level. As your father once said, the person who poses the greatest threat to the family business is him."
Gleb's words were full of praise, because this time Rostislav did things so perfectly that no one could find any faults.
"Originally we were supposed to receive this fruit, but now Rostislav is the one to take the lead. Gleb, you should be the one to become the Prince of Novgorod."
Svyatoslav stopped praying and said in a low tone, they had been preparing for this big drama for so long, but why did Rostislav finally get the fruit of victory?
Vseseslav's activities had long been known to Chernigov's spies, and Sviatoslav did not tell Kiev the news just to achieve this goal.
"Father, this was unexpected by us. Who knew that my cousin actually deployed a group of fast cavalry near Novgorod? In our plan, we had to wait at least a week after the siege before heading north to avoid the siege.
Suspicion. Alas, we did not do a good job in intelligence work, and failure was inevitable from the beginning. However, father, there is no need to be so depressed, it is just a failure, we have lost nothing."
Gleb was not that depressed. If he failed, he would have failed. This descendant of Rurik who was supposed to become the prince of Novgorod through this catastrophe in Novgorod in history was in a higher mood than his father.
too much.
This is just a speculative activity. If it fails, it will fail.
"Ah, you are right. It seems that I am indeed old, and I am immersed in such useless emotions."
Svyatoslav also reacted. Why is he feeling sad here? Since opportunities are everywhere, he just needs to work hard.
Chernigov has been built like an iron barrel over the years. All it takes is an opportunity for Ross to be confused and this strength can be used on the stage.
But it is definitely not possible now. The ruling order of Russia is still there. If you challenge this order rashly, you will be besieged by the whole of Russia, just like Polotsk now.
"But son, we have to step up our efforts next. Rostislav's power is getting stronger and stronger, and we must also increase our strength."
Finally, Svyatoslav said categorically, and Gleb nodded, and he also understood the seriousness of the situation.
As for the serious situation, both father and son knew that Rostislav in Moscow knew who instigated his father's death...
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"Haha, I didn't expect that my nephew actually took Novgorod. This kid is getting stronger and stronger. I couldn't tell it at all back then. We elders should really have a good chat with this kid.
I just don’t know why Svyatoslav never liked that kid, there should be a lot worth talking about between them.”
In the main castle of Pereslav, Vsevolod couldn't help but sigh continuously when he saw the news from the north.
Pereyaslav is a Rus' city with a strong military atmosphere, and it is the front line facing the steppe.
The composition of the people on this land is complex. Many of their ancestors were the Grand Dukes of Kiev who migrated from various places. However, they have become extremely tenacious in fighting against the nomads, relying on trenches and earth embankments to resist the invaders.
And they not only resisted the invaders of the grassland, but even seized the opportunity to plunder the nomads. The cruelty of the grassland has always been a battle between the two sides.
However, even with these fightings, it did not affect the exchanges between the two sides. There were still nomads living in the city of Pecheaslav, and they often came here to exchange information with the Russians.
There were even times when the grassland tribes and the Ross militia escorted caravans together, because if a caravan could pass through stably, everyone could sit on the ground and collect money.
During the days of chaos in the steppe, the pressure on Pereyaslav was very small, but as the steppe began to unite again, the pressure also increased.
However, as the ruler here, Vsevolod’s temperament is increasingly different from that of this land. Over the years, Vsevolod’s booklike atmosphere has become stronger. He now looks like a Greek from all aspects.
Scholars, not princes of Rus.
However, this does not prevent him from going into battle to kill people. A pure scholar will not survive long in this borderland, and Vsevolod can also drink with the steppe chiefs like a barbarian.
"Rostislav... Zoe's husband?"
The prince's Greek wife thought about the name for a while, but the last thing she thought of was Zoe, the Greek woman who, like her, had married to the north.
The prince's wife, Irina, was not familiar with men's affairs, it could be said that she did not care at all, but she was familiar with women's affairs.
"Yes, the daughter of the emperor of the imperial capital."
Her husband's words elicited a response from Irina, who thought of that beautiful girl, who is now also the mother of three children.
The two of them are very similar. They came to the far north when they were young, and both were extremely dissatisfied with the desolation of the north. However, they also found a beloved man here and a family worth devoting everything to.
Stayed.
But it has been so many years, Irina sighed, time flies really fast.
"Father, aren't you ready to gather your troops?"
Just as the prince was lamenting his nephew's achievements and his wife was reminiscing about the past, the child's voice interrupted what the couple were doing.
And this child is Vladimir Vselodovich Rurik, or as the child is more commonly known, Monomakh.
"What do you know, kid? Don't talk nonsense. What kind of massing is there? The movement in the south is unknown now. How can you assemble at will and drain the troops from the defense line?"
Vsevolod subconsciously said, this kid is just 14 years old and he is talking nonsense, but what his son said next shocked him.
"Father, Kiev will soon give orders. Isn't the crusade against Polotsk the top priority now?"
Monomach's tone was a little helpless. Why did his father often feel like a child? Did he stay in the tower and study all the time, so he was stupid?
These words reminded Vsevolod and made him slap his head fiercely. Oops, I have been paying too much attention to things in the territory recently. How could I forget this incident? My eldest brother will definitely conquer the unruly guy in Polotsk.
, this matter must be the most important right now.
"You are the only one who thinks too much, but thank you this time. Speaking of you, you remind me of Rostislav when he was 14 years old. He was so smart at that time. Maybe you can be like your cousin in the future.
Brilliant!"
Vsevolod left these words and hurriedly left the main castle to gather the troops that could be assembled, while little Monomakh was thinking about his father's words.
"Is it the same as Rostislav..."
Little Monomakh said this thoughtfully. He had grown up among songs about Rostislav's military exploits since he was a child. In his heart, Rostislav was his future idol.
From then on, little Monomakh set a goal for himself in his heart. He must achieve the same achievements as Rostislav in the future.
It's just that this descendant of a prince who had made great ambitions in his heart was called by his mother to eat. If he didn't eat, he would be cold.