In order to allow troops to board the ship directly, Monomakh set up his military camp on the coast of Georgia. In these days, soldiers of all kinds continued to gather and filled the beach.
Most of the recruits have bitter looks on their faces. The war has made everyone exhausted, and their equipment is extremely poor. The worst thing is their morale. Since the defeat in Baghdad, Monomakh has not been recognized by people.
Optimistic.
Although his suppression of internal affairs is still like chopping up melons and vegetables, this cannot make up for his reputation for external wars, and the fear accumulated in suppressing internal affairs will be very terrifying if it breaks out.
"...According to preliminary estimates, 12,514 soldiers have arrived at this beach, more than half of whom are Georgians. There are still many troops who have not come."
The adjutant reported the current number of troops, which made Monomach feel a toothache. The assembled troops were less than half of his worst expectations.
"Send people to urge them, and then warn those who are unwilling to move. If they are unwilling to move, then we will come to help them move. At that time, their families will have to be quartered, and then thrown piece by piece to other people who resist.
Inside the castle.”
The conqueror said these words coldly, as if he was discussing what to eat today. As a conqueror who uses fear to drive his subordinates, all this has become his daily routine.
"Where are Anton and Radko? Oleg's soldiers arrived yesterday, and they should be arriving soon."
Yesterday, three thousand people sent by Oleg came to the camp. Real relatives are reliable. Even though Oleg was unwilling to go north to fight Rostislav, he still sent most of his troops to show his support for his relatives.
.
Now we can get at least 8,000 people from Anton and Radko, and with these people we can make up at least 10,000 people.
However, he also knew very well that when the horn sounded, half of the plan was ruined, but the principle was this, the plan had to be implemented - if he did not constantly deduce various situations, how could he give himself the confidence to carry out this war.
Just when Monomach was a little desperate, a person suddenly pulled his shoulder. Monomach almost gave the man a sword, but luckily he saw his face clearly, and then the man took him away from the mess.
Hiding behind the tent where no one noticed.
After the adjutant exited, Monomach pondered for a while, and then gave such an order. His feeling was unmistakable.
Monomach immediately realized something was wrong and shouted for the guards to come closer. However, his shout was still too slow because the surging crowd directly pushed Monomach and the guards away.
"What? Didn't they separate them? And to what extent?"
The person who rescued Monomakh was an Armenian. He came from the Armenian Apostolic Church and was recommended by Amvrosi to serve as a channel for communication between Monomakh and the Armenians. This man also did a very good job.
He is very good at appeasing the Armenians.
Monomach looked at the map, and the scenes on the battlefield kept popping up in his mind. In fact, he had completed this plan for a long time, but it was uncontrollable that Monomach would always come up with it and review it.
Suddenly, someone shouted, "The Turks are taking action! Kill them!"
The answer made Monomach slap his head, damn, it seems there is no other way but to go.
Monomakh thought about it and took out a map, which was depicting his hometown of Rus. This map came from a workshop in Kiev. It is said that Rostislav personally supervised the production. It was once only circulated among the nobles. In order to get
He spent a lot of money on this thing.
This sentence was the trigger that set everything off, and the people holding weapons immediately started fighting. Everyone regarded this as a signal that the battle had begun, and blood began to flow, and the dead fell to the ground.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty Monomach, but the two adults have written to say that their rebels on the road destroyed the bridge, and now they can only repair it all the way forward, so the speed has been slowed down a lot."
Monomacher asked questions like a barrage of questions, which immediately made the young adjutant unable to cope. In the end, he could only say hesitantly, "This is what the two adults explained."
So while he sent people to summon more men, he also asked the guards to speed up and rush to the center of the matter. According to his experience, as long as the things there are resolved, this potential fire will also be resolved.
Now he has not thought that these two people have other ideas. After all, Anton and Radko have contributed a lot to Monomach's career in the past few decades, and they have been regarded as one of their own. No matter how you look at it, they are one of their own.
Will not rebel.
After a while of fighting, Monomach felt a little exhausted, because this was a close-range battle, and he didn't have armor. No matter how powerful he was, he would still have to be punched a few times, and the unlucky ones would be killed by daggers.
"Well...the guards will be doubled today."
Walking out of the tent, Monomach followed the noisy sound. He was surrounded by twenty fully armed guards. They protected Monomach in the center and pushed everyone who blocked the way away - Monomach was very
He knows that he has many enemies, so he is always vigilant at all times.
He knew very well that he was gambling and gambling on his life, so he was extremely vigilant and careful to ensure that all details were under control.
The closer they got, the more people gathered. Seeing that these people were holding weapons, Monomach also became nervous about the situation. If these people fought, it would definitely be a large-scale firefight.
"Rebels? Destroying bridges? Am I hearing a joke? Are there still such a large number of rebels in the country?"
Monomacher knew the contradiction between the two very well, so he separated them from the beginning. How could this happen?
"We need your arrival. If this continues, it will probably turn into a large-scale fire."
But as they got closer and closer to the center of the matter, the crowd became more and more crowded, and the pushing and shoving of the guards made the crowd more and more dissatisfied, and some people were even pushed to the ground.
Subconsciously, Monomach felt something was wrong. This was a very wonderful feeling that could be seen but not touched, but since he benefited from it, he had followed this feeling firmly.
The people outside immediately went to execute it, which caused a rush, while Monomach rested in his tent for a while, thinking about his next strategy for heading north: there was no need for the grassroots areas in Temutorokan at all.
Worry, it can be used as a springboard smoothly, and then the first step is to capture Korsun. It doesn’t matter if it offends the Eastern Empire for this. It is necessary to gain a stable base of operations for the north, and then along the Dnieper River...
It's just that this time his deduction failed to proceed smoothly. At first, a burst of noise came in. Monomach didn't pay attention at first. There were always such sounds in the military camp, but then the sound became louder and louder.
It's getting noisier.
Although this kind of delay usually happens, Monomach never felt that something was wrong.
"Your Majesty, there is trouble outside! The Georgians and Turks are fighting!"
"Your Majesty, we have to get out of here as soon as possible."
At this time, no one cares about your identity. If you die in a fire, it will only be considered your bad luck. You can't blame others. So Monomach quickly drew his sword and chopped off all the guys around him who wanted to get close.
People don't care who the person in front of them is, they will kill them if they see them.
"It's also possible that some new rebels have emerged... Hmm... something's not right... Send someone immediately to urge them to arrive as soon as possible."
However, Monomakh firmly believed that Rostislav must have something better in hand, but for now, these are completely sufficient.
The monk said, and Monomach looked at the chaos, and then he saw his guards advancing towards this chaotic killing field. This made Monomach excited, but he did not say anything. The guards would clean up everything.
, it’s not good to expose yourself out loud now.
Just when he was about to turn around and tell the news to the person who saved his life, he felt a sharp pain coming from behind him, and the last thing he heard before losing consciousness was the monk's whisper.