After the victory, some soldiers collected everything that could be used on the battlefield. For them, everything on the battlefield was novel and worth collecting.
The soldiers were counting the valuables in each tent, while the Chuds were managing the prisoners of war and rescuing the captured Rus. They also had to take care of the horses.
During the battle just now, the task of the Chude people was to control the livestock fence. They had a fairly fierce battle with the guarding Polovets. The battle frightened the horses in the fence, but fortunately there was a fence.
All the war horses fell into the hands of the Russians.
As for the captured Rus, after rescuing them, Rostislav briefly asked about their identities. The result was that they only knew that they were militiamen near the city of Pez. They were defeated by the Polovts before they could enter the fortress.
They fled all the way to the west, but were caught by the Polovets and made prisoners. They were all very lucky that they were rescued by Rostislav, otherwise their fate would have been to become slaves.
Prince Ross was very disappointed with such a lack of information and could only hope to get more information from the prisoner.
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"Sir, what a great victory. None of us died, only a few were injured, and hundreds of those nomads were killed, not to mention thousands of horses. Now all of us can ride on the horses, and our
The speed suddenly went up to a higher level.”
With an excited look on his face, Yang came to Rostislav who was sitting by the fire and tearing off the mutton from the food. This roasted whole lamb was the food of Rostislav's captive, but it was a pity that he was captured before he could eat it.
After the war, Prince Rus found that the roasted whole lamb belonging to the Bolov sub-chief was fine, so he decided to enjoy this delicacy.
And Yang had just counted the results of the battle and came to tell his prince what he had gained from this battle. The excitement on his face showed how rich these gains were.
"Really? Come and try it."
Regarding the good news, Rostislav acted relatively calmly, but his slightly trembling arms showed that he was in a very uneasy mood. He used a dagger to tear off a piece of mutton and handed it to Jan.
This mutton is worthy of being enjoyed by the leader of Polovtsi. It is not only salted but also peppered, which makes people's fingers itch.
"It's actually sprinkled with spices."
Yang just smelled it, and his throat squirmed. When a young man is already growing, how could he resist the temptation in the face of such delicious food? He took the mutton strips and devoured them, but this bit of food actually inspired him.
The hunger made him want to eat even more.
"Looking at you like this, come over and eat."
Seeing the flag officer like this, Rostislav smiled, pulled him to his side, and let him enjoy the mutton feast.
Yang smiled timidly, but the movements of his hands were unambiguous. He took out his dagger and cut off the meat from the sheep, and then wolfed it down.
"Speaking of your highness, why don't the herdsmen eat meat every day? They have so many livestock, but they eat this tasteless cheese every day."
Visatta's son's mouth was full of oil, but he did not forget to chat with the prince. He had noticed that the herdsmen were eating cheese instead of fresh meat.
"Well... for shepherds, livestock is their seed food. How can anyone eat seed food?"
Rostislav popularized the social ecology of the steppe for his young soldiers. He had heard this information from the steppe chief who made friends with him.
"If you eat meat every day, the meat will not be enough to eat. The livestock will have been killed long ago, and people will continue to live. And if there is a drought or snow disaster, the livestock will die in large numbers, so every herdsman hopes that he
There are more and more livestock. On the grassland, only the nobles who control huge herds of livestock can eat meat every day, while ordinary herdsmen can only eat the cheese produced by the livestock, and the other collected wild vegetables.
There are also some prey obtained by hunting.”
"I see."
Just when the prince and the flag-bearer were discussing steppe society, a convoy was approaching on the ridge where they had previously ambush. Rostislav subconsciously wanted to draw his sword, but when he saw the Rurik flag, he recalled
The baggage troops who had previously stayed at the camp.
After Rostislav's victory, he sent someone to call them. Those carriages were used to load various trophies and hold prisoners of war.
Just when Rostislav relaxed a little, a soldier in chain mail came to his master and whispered a message to him.
"Is that what the Polovtsian is finally saying?"
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In the tent that belonged to the Napolov sub-chief an hour ago, the former owner was tied to a chair. Several Ross soldiers were on guard inside the tent. Their captain Gvalan had just interrogated this man, so the prisoners were covered in bruises.
There is a lot of youth, which shows what the interrogation process is like.
"What is he going to say?"
Rostislav walked into the tent under the escort of his own soldiers. Everyone saluted him except the nomad who was beaten black and blue.
The Polovtsian said he had done it, but he said he would not tell him until Prince Rus arrived, so Rostislav came over.
Seeing the arrival of the leader of these Rus' people and the Rus' prince who had defeated him, the Bolovts immediately said something in their language, with regret in his tone.
"what did he say?"
Gvalan looked at the translator Polovets inside the camp.
"He said that he was defeated by a hairless boy."
The translator translated the man's words truthfully, but Gevalan was a little impatient.
"Let him say what he wants to say right away, quickly!"
The translator communicated a few words with the Polovtsman, who smiled, and that smile made Rostislav a little uneasy.
"He said that the news has spread that you have snatched Tugel's horse, and he will come to find you."
Peng is the name of the leader of the Polov sub-tribe, a powerful person under the khan, and this Tugol Pang, Rostislav knew this name.
"God, why did we grab that mad dog's thing!"
Prince Ross felt very bad. He knew this name and knew that he was a powerful madman, and that guy would definitely bite him.
Not only Rostislav, but other Russian soldiers were also a little surprised and distressed when they heard this name. Tugel's reputation has always been widely spread on the border, about his unyielding retribution, about his boldness, and about his ruthlessness.
Seeing that the Russians panicked when they heard the name, the nomad laughed, which was so harsh to everyone's ears, but was forcibly silenced by Gvalan's iron fist.