Although the Grand Duke suppressed his anger, it was only temporarily suppressed, because as long as you see his expression, you will understand how he feels. Soon the entire army knew about the Grand Duke's anger.
After clearing the battlefield and placing the corpses, the army set off again, but this time military discipline was obviously stricter than in the past, and preparations were also increased. The Grand Duke required everyone to march with half-armor in order to deal with possible nomadic raids at any time.
The soldiers had no complaints. After all, everyone saw the defeat of the Southwestern Rus' army.
On the other hand, the Grand Duke asked the horsemen in the army to go out to search for traces of the Polovets. The battle had only been three days, and the nomads could not go too far.
This made Rostislav relax. It seemed that even if he was angry to that extent, his grandfather just scattered all the cavalry instead of letting the troops blindly move forward in this destroyed land full of enemy ears.
Prince Rus, who led hundreds of cavalry, was naturally among those to attack. He handed over his men to the management of Granva, and led the cavalry himself to carry out the Grand Duke's mission, in order to pass away the anguish of seeing his friendly forces defeated.
But what surprised Prince Rus was that his second uncle Sviatoslav actually had a capable heavy armored cavalry team. He had not noticed the existence of these people when he was walking back and forth in the army before.
I thought it was a group of mounted infantry.
While being surprised, Prince Ross was even more wary of his second uncle. He actually hid this team until now. This person is really... well hidden. Fortunately, they are still in the same trench. As for
The future, that is the future.
Rostislav's horse team is very luxurious. After all, he captured such a large number of horses in the last battle. At present, his hundred riders are all luxuriously equipped with three horses per person, one for fighting, one for marching, and one for shipping.
horse.
The cavalry galloped across the vast wilderness, searching for all traces of the enemy. Rostislav controlled the distance every time he traveled to prevent him from being too far away from the main force, so as to receive timely support.
But even so, there were still many battles with nomadic riders. Fortunately, Rostislav's team could always win every time with better discipline and equipment.
Today, as usual, Prince Ross led his army out for inspection, but this time he saw something interesting.
"Oh, this thing is really big."
Looking at the stone statue that was three people tall, Yang sighed subconsciously.
Although the craftsmanship is rough, you can still vaguely see that this stone statue is dressed like a prairie warrior, wearing a pointed hat and holding a bow and arrow. Although it has been beaten by countless winds and rains, it still stands here.
This is a custom common in the Eurasian grasslands. Tall and majestic stone statues are carved to express fear of gods or commemorate martial arts.
However, some of the stone statues have been worn away by time, and the tribes that built them have been forgotten by the world. No one remembers the significance of their existence, so they can only stand there so lonely.
"I don't know which nomadic people left it behind."
Rostislav stroked the stone statue, feeling the rough texture of the stone and the weight of history.
Looking at the weather and weather above, I am afraid that if it is hundreds of years old, the nation that built it may have disappeared in time. This is the grassland. Over the past hundred years, countless nations have risen and fallen, new tribes have risen, and old tribes have disappeared. This is eternity.
unchanging truth.
Around the two of them, the riders under Rostislav were scattered in the wilderness eating. They took off the food from the pack horses, raised a small fire and simply heated it before eating. These foods were basically cheese, jerky and other easy-to-eat foods.
something to save.
The morale of the sergeants was still very high. Although the war continued, under the leadership of the prince, they all achieved victory. There were almost no casualties on their side, and everyone received a share of the spoils, which made them even more eager to fight.
It was also during the battle that Rostislav's cavalry team, which was a mixture of Russians, Greeks and steppe peoples, became closer and closer to each other, and their cooperation became more tacit. Nothing can cultivate feelings and tacit understanding like fighting together.
"Your Highness, when are we going to find ourselves here? Are we going to fight those shepherds again? I'm tired of fighting."
Yang's curiosity about the stone statues quickly faded away, as is the case with young people. Interest comes and goes as quickly as it comes. His eyes are still looking at the stone statues, but his mouth is talking about the war again.
"Days like this can't last long."
Rostislav looked at the stone statue of the steppe warrior and said.
"There are more and more conflicts these days, which shows that we are getting closer to the main force of the Polovets, otherwise we would not be able to encounter the enemy so densely."
"So the fight is finally going to happen?"
Yang immediately became excited. Nothing can arouse young people's interest more than the war. Yang was full of desire for the battlefield and expected to gain more glory.
"Yes……"
While Rostislav was talking, he suddenly hesitated, because he saw the scouts sent out rushing in on horseback, and his intuition told Prince Rus that there was going to be a war.
"Get everyone on their horses!"
As he spoke, Rostislav climbed on his red horse and met the scouts, and he got good news: not far from here, there were hundreds of Polovts driving a large group of horses forward.
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There is no doubt that Rostislav made the decision to raid. He has gained nothing from so many battles with herdsmen recently, and his equipment has been depleted a lot. After all, those stinky guys have nothing but broken knives, broken arrows and a few horses.
What other loot can there be?
But the horse herd is different. These livestock are very valuable whether they are kept or sold. How could Rostislav miss this opportunity? He still remembers that he made so much money with Tugel's horse herd, and let him
The equipment of my subordinates has been upgraded.
Moreover, the number of guardians of the horse group is not large, which is enough for him to intercept and seize the horses.
Following the scout's directions, the Ross horse team quickly found the herdsmen driving the war horses. From Rostislav's perspective from the ridge, the shepherds and herds were as small as ants.
When the Russians saw them, the Polovets also saw the Russians. Most of the Polovets quickly gathered together, leaving only a small number of people to guard the horses. They went to confront the Russians.
Prince Ross fastened his helmet and drew his riding bow. Seeing this, Yang put the horn to his mouth and blew it with a force that would burst his lungs. As he moved, a deafening battle signal floated in the air.
Tell everyone in heaven and earth that the battle has begun.