king of ros

Chapter 117 The advantage is in me
In the densely vegetated forest, an army with the banner of a fire-breathing dragon flying above its head is advancing. This is the Bulgar army from the middle reaches of the Volga River.

The composition of the army is very complicated, including citizens and farmers from the cities, tribal people in the dense forest, and nomads in the southern wilderness. The total number is already tens of thousands.

Originally, if necessary, Bulgar could have brought out more troops, but this was only a conquest of Ross, and there was no need for such a big fanfare, and Bulgar had never mobilized so many troops.

What's more, the road ahead is rough and difficult, and bringing too many troops will cause a huge logistical burden, which is very detrimental to the advancement of the army. It would be ridiculous if the whole army collapsed halfway due to insufficient logistics.

This army obviously has rich experience in marching in dense forests and wilderness. The vanguard quickly removed the vegetation blocking the way one by one, leaving a way for the army to advance.

They are Mordovan tribesmen living in the forest. Unlike Mali, Mordovia has already surrendered to the Bulgars, so the Bulgars have gained a lot of power here.

This kind of work is handy for them. The Mordovans are good at marching in the forest, and if the snow is not big enough, the Mordovans can show their sled marching skills, Mordo Watt skiers have always been a local specialty.

And marching along the road they cleared are Bulgar warriors in armor. Like Ross, the militiamen are an important part of this army. They wear armor and even iron armor, with shields and knives in their hands. .

Most of the nobles in Bulgar wore Arabian or Persian-style armored scale armor. The expensive armor made them look so mighty and extraordinary, and they rode horses from the grassland. Most of their shields and gowns were painted. A colorful team looks as if they are in a parade.

The nomadic soldiers followed closely behind the nobleman, with scimitars and spears hanging on their waists, and bows and arrows that every yurt people would not lack. They are not Bulgarians, but they also have close relatives.

The last one is the convoy of peasants, citizens and slaves who can’t afford armor. They push or drive carriages full of various supplies, surrounded by supervisors holding whips. This is the vital lifeline of the entire army. , there must be no problem.

Akkad Mosca Dulu, who commanded the army, was wearing a set of scale armor. The armor pieces were all golden, exuding a luxurious atmosphere. The heel of the helmet was covered with various exquisite reliefs, and the neck was hung with jewels. jewelry.

The Arabian warhorse under him is even more majestic, and he also wears a set of golden scale armor. The horse armor is decorated with jewels and pearls. Behind such a set of exquisite armor, there are really many exploitations and transactions.

At this moment, standing in front of Akkad was a Mali chief. This chief was wearing expensive chain mail and a bearskin. The members of the sweat room are like beggars in comparison.

"Lord Simeon, your allegiance is very wise, may Allah bless you, and the Khan will remember your achievements."

Akkad's words were full of arrogance, as if the powerful chief of the Mali region in front of him was a servant of the family.

Simeone was not angry at being treated like this, but was grateful for Dade's retreat, as long as he could keep his tribe, he could do anything.

These rulers between Rus and Bulgar are like this. They can only rely on whoever is strong in order to keep their tribe and family.

Akkad's heart is full of satisfaction. The Finn tribes along the way have come to him one after another, and the number of his troops has continued to increase. This expedition is really correct. With such a huge army, the one named Rostislav The kid is bound to fail.

And when he controls the silver mine called Kashin, his status as the next khan is certain. Everyone sees who can lead everyone to prosperity, and they will naturally fall under his command.

It's a pity that my father is still so stubborn...

Thinking about it, Akkad couldn't help but feel resentment in his heart. If his father hadn't kept stopping him, he would have overthrown the khan who was his age.

But his father's disapproval made his plan impossible. His father even threatened him that if he did so, he would stand on the side of Khan, who was more than 20 years younger than him.

I asked my father countless times why he treated his son like this, but all he got was silence, and his father was not willing to tell him why.

Obviously not even keen on fighting, obviously I am more suitable to be a Khan...

Akkad's heart became more and more resentful. Khan was not even willing to participate in this expedition. If he participated, he would definitely be the coach, so the achievement of capturing the silver mine would belong to him. The position must be stable.

But then again, isn't it precisely because of this that I do my best to carry out this conquest?

"Lord Akkad."

Just in Akkad, a voice broke his thinking. The adults looked over and saw Aleph coming.

Aleph, this man is the Khan's most capable subordinate. He is very good at both battlefield and diplomacy. It is because of his existence that Khan has not been completely eliminated.

Now that he is leading most of the country's troops to fight, he will naturally follow and supervise.

"Master Aleph, did the Ross who collected the money send any news?"

Although Akkad has never experienced battle formations, he knows that battle formations must not be joked about, and he knows that now is not the time for infighting, so he asked about Aleph's work, which he did in Ross in the past few months things.

"The cities of Ross will not dispatch the main force to help Rostislav, but it is still difficult for them to send troops to rebel. Only one city master named Olaf expressed that if necessary, he can fight back against the prince."

Aleph's expression was very ordinary. After seeing Rostislav's power and the development of the Kashin silver mine, he didn't expect that simply buying would make the Ross elite fall to their side. It's a huge victory.

"Well, Master Aleph, I don't think the effect of this bribe is very good."

Unhappiness appeared on Akkad's face, but he returned to normal immediately. He also knew the reason, so he didn't make things difficult for Aleph, and then his expression became excited.

"Since those towns are unwilling to send troops, then we will definitely eat this Rostislav! How could his little power block our army."

But looking at Akkad's excitement, Aleph thought of the young prince he saw in his heart. For some reason, he felt that everything would not go so smoothly.

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(End of this chapter)