The infantry team sat on the roadside, the carriage stopped at the edge of the withered grass, and most of the soldiers were asleep.
The continuous march almost exhausted their energy, and everyone almost fell to the ground and fell asleep.
The scout stood on a wall built of rough stone and observed the situation nearby.
But most of the time this person was actually playing with his fingers to pass the time, and there couldn't be any attackers anyway.
Behind him is a piece of fallow land, and at the other end of the fallow land is connected to another piece of forest. Behind the forest is a low round mountain covered with dense trees. This is the most common sight in Ross.
A group of nomadic cavalry trotted past in a single file, their helmets hung on their backs by leather straps. They glanced at the resting infantry before continuing to move forward.
"Get ready to move on! You have almost rested, brothers, think about what the prince will give us after Kiev, let's move on."
Encouraged by the nobles who came on horseback, these tired infantrymen also stood up. They formed teams with each other, and then prepared to move forward. The soldiers complained a lot, but they continued to move forward.
After the Battle of Bushey, there was no victory celebration as everyone wanted. Instead, they were ordered to move south quickly. Only a small number of military servants were left to deal with the battlefield. This made many soldiers angry and regretful. Such a large battlefield was full of wealth, but there was no
Let them harvest it.
If Rostislav hadn't promised them more generous rewards, these soldiers who had experienced hard battles would have started a riot long ago.
As for those who really don’t want to continue going south, they can still get money here in Rostislav. Of course, it will definitely not be as good as the reward of going south.
But even so, many people still chose to take money and leave directly, and some people planned to go to the battlefield to loot corpses, but they were driven away directly by the prince's people.
The fleeing southern army was chased to pieces by the northern army. It was impossible to reorganize. Several Sviatoslavic did such a thing, but it was a pity that the assembled troops quickly dispersed.
The Northern Army passed the checkpoints and dangerous points on the road with almost no effort.
They have not experienced any war. The villages on the road know that the Ross competition has come to an end, and they all take the initiative to send materials and manpower to the Northern Army. Some of them were even former Southern Army supporters, and now they have become supporters of the Northern Army, working for the victors.
The icing on the cake.
As for the towns, they were even more flattering in front of Rostislav. They tried their best to flatter Rostislav and presented many gifts to the Prince of Moscow not to liquidate them. They had no ability to resist the huge army.
Although the soldiers had little tasks to do, they didn't have much time to rest. All they did was march, camp, sleep, get up and continue marching.
Although Rostislav won a complete victory, he still had to control the three cities of Southern Russia to ensure the fruits of victory, because he non-stop urged the troops to move south to Kiev.
"This journey is really fast."
Watching the infantry pack up their weapons and move forward with fatigue, Vladimir of the Serikhov family sighed. He was leading some noble troops to advance. These people had been walking for a long time, and the entire team was exhausted. The troops
Their condition was very bad, and the endless march made them very tired.
"How is your grandfather doing?"
Varin rode beside Vladimir and asked him.
"My grandfather was hit by a Kiev hammer. If the priest who had been cooperating with our family had not protected my grandfather, he would have been killed by the Kiev people. Although the wound was finally treated, the doctor said
"My grandfather doesn't have a few more years to live, and my grandfather's condition doesn't look good either. It seems that I will soon have to shoulder the responsibility of the family business."
After experiencing the baptism of the battlefield, this young man's temperament has changed a lot and he has become more mature. He would not talk about his responsibilities so calmly before.
The background of Vladimir's words is sadness, because many of his partners died in that war, and even his grandfather was injured. This made him wake up from the fantasy of war poetry, and war is not so beautiful.
s things.
The most important thing is that he will soon shoulder the important responsibility of the family business.
But fortunately for him, his uncles all have their own industries. The second uncle serves as a commander in the prince's army, the third uncle builds his own business in Nizhny Novgorod, and the fourth uncle goes south to the imperial capital.
If you become a mercenary, you don't have to worry about anyone coming to compete with you for your family fortune.
"Ah, old Ivan is like this too. This war is really heavy in casualties. Many people I know are dead. Your grandfather, Robert, Poley... some of them are dead, some are dead.
are still struggling on the edge of death. Alas, Vladimir, do you know? My friend who is close to the prince told me that the number of corpses on the battlefield reached 12,000. Too many people died on the battlefield. All of Russia
I don’t know how many essence formations are not here.”
Kashinsky's tone was full of sadness, and Vladimir couldn't help but feel a little stunned. This was the first time he had seen the city leader so sad.
The place where Valin was located was the St. George's Monastery where the fighting was fiercest. Two-thirds of the boys he brought from the territory were gone. This made him ashamed to return to the territory. So many men were gone. He
What kind of face do you have to go see the folks?
For this reason, he is very supportive of going south, because this can delay his return to his hometown as much as possible, and it will also be good for his future. In any case, going to Kiev is as long as there are advantages and no disadvantages. Prince, oh, it should be
The Grand Duke would reward them.
Thinking of this, Varin's face showed relief again.
"Fortunately, all the blood is worth it. Our prince will definitely become the lord of all Russia. We should not see any wars in Russia next. And think about the wealth of Kiev, we will all be rich, Russia
Lord Dislav will not be stingy, and he may become a noble of Kiev, and we will all be prosperous. I am just afraid that Vsevolod will arrive in Kiev first and win the city. It would be bad if he takes the city and defends it.
"
"Kiev..."
Vladimir chewed on this name. As a person who grew up in Northeastern Russia, his impression of Kiev came entirely from those immigrants. In their mouths, Kiev was so prosperous and so great.
It would be nice to go there and see it, Vladimir thought.
Just as the conversation between the two came to an end, they suddenly saw a dusty cavalryman running from a distance. The infantrymen saw the Rurik flag on his body and moved out of the way.
However, after being dusted in the face, they would curse a few words behind them.
"Any news ahead?"
Kashinsky yelled and asked, as a commander he still had the right to ask these things.
"Vsevolod is dead! Pereyaslav is finished! The Polovts attacked him!"
The messenger left these three words and continued to move forward. He should have given the horse a few whips to make the horse neigh and run faster at the same time.
These words made Valin's mouth open unconsciously, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.
"It seems that God is taking care of our prince. After this person dies, there will no longer be any threat to our prince's career."
"What?" Vladimir didn't respond, so he asked.
"Our Lord Rostislav is now the first heir to Kiev. My friend, the golden gate of Kiev is now open to us."
Valin couldn't help but smile when he saw his confused look, and then patted him on the shoulder, and Vladimir also reacted. This was a good thing.
"Next, let's just go to Kiev and enjoy it as we want. Vladimir, this is your first time coming to Kiev, so let me take you to have fun, hahaha."
"Okay, it's agreed, then I'll trouble you, sir."
The atmosphere between the two became cheerful, and the previous frustration caused by casualties immediately disappeared. However, most ordinary soldiers still did not realize the significance of the news. They still moved forward with a grimace, hoping to reach Kiev as soon as possible.