king of ros

Chapter 130 Temporary comrades-in-arms
While the siege of Kashin was still going on, and the Muscovite princes were waiting in the forest, in the wilderness of Suzdal, a team was assembled, and they were about to fight a battle that was related to the great war but had nothing to do with it.

"Can such an army really fight?"

Looking at the farmers in front of them, all wrapped in fur and holding slightly tempered weapons, Yang subconsciously felt a headache.

He was somewhat mentally prepared for the disadvantages of the peasant army, but seeing this scene, he still couldn't restrain himself from saying what he shouldn't have said.

Only a very small number of farmers have iron armor, and they are either chiefs of the tribe or rich peasants in the village.

What distinguishes these people from ordinary farmers is the iron armor, and their words and deeds are still the same as ordinary farmers.

The Ross people and the Melia people talk and brag together like brothers. Years of getting along has made the two peoples know each other's language, and there is no problem in communication.

For them, it was a joy to meet so many people from the village.

But for Yang, he felt nothing but trouble. Since he started his own horseback business, it was the first time that he had commanded such an inferior army.

Their camp was as chaotic as that, and without any fortifications, Young suspected that he and his warriors could defeat the farmers in a night raid.

"This is all the strength we can use. We will march soon, and it is impossible to change, and it is too late to change. My lord from Moscow, please be patient."

The priest of the god of the earth and the underworld, the old man who is always revered by the people and called the respected teacher, heard his words and responded very simply.

There was no resentment in his tone, as inferior as human beings, inferior to human beings, if they could defeat Olaf's henchman, there would be no reason to act like this, and no reason to introduce the prince's power.

Although he was old, Lev was still strong and vigorous, no less than some young people. He was now closely following Yang's side without any difficulty.

"No, Master Lev, I understand the current situation, these are just small complaints."

Knowing that he said something wrong, Yang immediately replied that what he said just now was just subconsciously. In fact, he didn't have any emotions. These people were just helping, and they were already qualified as helping.

The two continued to advance in this silent way. There were resting soldiers everywhere along the way, and everyone was sitting or lying down.

Many people greeted Lev enthusiastically, with gratitude in their emotions. Lev saved the lives of many people here, and everyone came for his kindness and appeal.

As for Yang, except for Yang's subordinates, the farmers were very indifferent to him, and even hostile. Some people thought that Christians were villains.

The relationship between the soldiers on both sides is fairly harmonious. Everyone knows that the other party is the next comrade in arms. As for the future, we will talk about it later.

Over the past few days, Yang has also learned a lot about Lev. This pagan warlock traveled to and from various villages in Northeast Ross all year round, using his knowledge of herbal medicine to help people for free, and he did not hesitate to spread everything he knew to save people. many lives.

This is why people promoted him as the leader of the resistance, because that prestige can lead everyone.

It's just that although Lev is highly respected and quick thinking, he is obviously not a general, otherwise he wouldn't have beaten his 50 people around with more than 200 soldiers.

Soon, the two came to the big table. They said it was a table, but it was actually a flat stone with various markers painted on it, representing the walled cities and villages.

This is where they discuss the situation. Although it is simple, it is enough to recreate the situation. These days, the two have been reproducing everything they know on the map to make a judgment on the next situation.

"As we expected, Olaf has exhausted his strength, Lord Jan."

Lev got straight to the point, talking about the reason why he summoned Yang, their common enemy, Olaf finally started his betrayal.

After that day's meeting, Lev and Jan reached an agreement, an agreement that was beneficial to both parties, and everyone needed to fight against the wanton Olaf.

Lev wants to keep the freedom of many village communities, and Jan needs that guy's head. It can be said that the two sides hit it off and have the same interests right now.

"He has assembled a large number of people in the walled city these days, and now they are finally attacking. My scouts are following him closely. His main force is nearly a thousand, but most of them are farmers forced by him. Normally, this power is nothing , the prince can suppress it easily, but now..."

"It may cause extremely bad effects now. When seeing groups of Ross people defecting to the enemy, the prince's army will inevitably be shaken."

Listening to Yang's words, Lev's old fingers continued to draw on the traces of the stone table painting, pointing out the enemy's advancing route for the adults from Moscow, and Yang was also thinking about the speed and time of the march in his heart.

"So we can't let him succeed. If we set off now, we can stop them in three days. Although the force is not as strong as Olaf, the surprise attack is enough."

"Indeed, as you say, enough is enough."

Lev's finger was drawing on it at the same time, and with his finger, Jan saw a sign of a walled city.

"Their goal is a Bulgar stronghold, and according to our advancing speed, they may ambush closer to the Bulgar fortress."

"You mean the Bulgars might come to the rescue then?"

Faced with Yang's question, Lev nodded silently, and he was also a little annoyed in his heart. If he hadn't had to hide his own existence, he wouldn't have received the news of Olaf's team dispatching to attack again.

"Then let him come. The war is so uncontrollable. I have already made preparations to pay the casualties, and I am not even prepared. I think you are too."

Yang didn't have any surprises about this. Although his horseback business was less than two years old, he was already well aware of the uncontrollability of war. If war comes, let it come. Only the brave will survive.

Lev nodded subconsciously. He was a little surprised that Yang would say such a thing, which made his evaluation of this noble boy rise a lot.

"Although you are not very young, you are indeed a true warrior, Lord Yang. I am a little curious about the kind of character that Rostislav you follow is able to make a warrior like you loyal."

"You'll know when the time comes, and you'll be surprised."

Lev couldn't deny this, shook his head, and changed the subject.

"Master Yang, what do you think of the prince's power?"

Hearing this question, Yang corrected his expression, this is not a good person.
"You asked me how I think about the power of the prince? I can only say that this question is very interesting, but let's not hide it and get straight to the point."

Yang hesitated for a moment, then spoke the words he had conceived.

There was a reason why the flag officer chose to be so straightforward. He had already understood how old and cunning the pagan warlock was in front of him during the past few days of getting along with him.

If he played that word game with him, he might be pulled out more information, so it's better to get straight to the point and limit the topic from the beginning.

And the reason why he chose to cut straight to the point so resolutely was because he had been tricked by this old man several times, and he could only be thankful that the information he took out was not that important.

And Jan understood what the warlock was referring to—Rostislav's policy toward Northeast Rus.

"Then, Lord Yang, does Lord Rostislav really want to bind the free people of the entire northeastern Rus under the control of him and his vassals?"

Lev narrowed his eyes and said.

"Of course, this is his inherent accusation as a prince. Lord Rostislav has the right to distribute the land and the people to his subjects, and serving the lord is the responsibility of the people. The prince will return protection and promote development. It is also a power approved by God, and all people will benefit from it."

"Protection, development, these are very good things, but it's a pity that most people can't see them. What they see is only soldiers in iron armor who take away the harvest and force them to work. When the enemy strikes, those Where did the protection go?"

Every word of Lev's words was heart-breaking, piercing Yang's clichés completely.

And Yang was not annoyed when he was punctured. Originally, those words did not expect to deceive people. In the final analysis, the real control of those free people relied on the deterrence of force.

"Master Lev, your words are very to the point. If that's the case, then I won't talk to you about those routines."

Yang frankly confessed that he also disliked the rhetoric that Rostislav taught them. Since the person in front of him is not a fool, let's open the window and speak out.

"Power comes from the sword. It is the sword that allows us to do all this. I never think that something is innate. It is just a rhetoric to strengthen the rule. After all, everything can be relied on only by the comrades around and in the hands. Swords and swords, this world is ultimately such a law of the jungle.”

The flag officer's words are very straightforward, which is also the philosophy he has always believed in.

"But what we bring is not pure exploitation. We bring civilization worth learning, advanced tools, superior technology, organizational power and national construction. We will dispel the darkness and barbarism of this land .”

But at the same time, he also remembered that the prince said that everything is two-way, if you don't take it with you, where can you get it?

Even if the gain came very slowly, it was brought.

"In that case, then I understand, Master Yang, thank you very much for telling me all this."

The old man's words were a little more cruel. Although he was prepared, after receiving the expected cold words from Yang's mouth, the old man also made a decision in his heart.

As for what Yang said, the old man simply dismissed it. It is too difficult for those things to spread to the countryside, and it will take a long time for farmers to obtain these results.

And at that time, new shackles will be added.

The ruler is insatiable. This is what the old magician spent so many years learning. When he was young, he visited the whole of Eastern Europe and had already seen such a scene.

This made Na leave those lands and return to his hometown. Although there are noble grandfathers here, their power is limited to the towns, and they have no interest in the countryside, and it still does not affect them.

Lev has been moving between villages for many years, always helping people fight against epidemics, sometimes mediating conflicts among people, and sometimes leading people to the future, and people offer food for their actions in return.

He devoted countless efforts to this land, but he did not expect that one day he would see the princes begin to spread their power in this free land and put shackles on the people.

The prince said that he should deal with it gently, but in fact, there are people who fight with cruel means.

Isn't Olaf a living example? If he hadn't organized forces and wanted to rebel against the prince, how could there be men in iron clothes who came to crusade.

Lev knew that nobles in many places were doing similar things to Olaf, but there was no one to manage them and stop them.

Of course, the entry of aristocratic power in some places was quite moderate, even harmonious.

But Lev understands that regardless of good or evil, the arrival of that system means ruthless oppression of the people. Once it is involved, the future will be extremely gloomy.

It is these that make Lev, a man who is indifferent to the world, come out and start to lead people against the nobles who invaded them. He must do this, otherwise the future of being exploited and oppressed will inevitably come.

"This time the matter is over, I think we will meet again in the future, but at that time, I think we will stand on the opposite side."

What Lev wants to maintain is the peaceful society of Northeast Rus. People work collectively and share the income equally. There are no nobles or city lords riding on their heads. Sometimes there are tyrants who run rampant in the countryside, but that is impossible after all. For a long time, peace is still the mainstream in the wilderness, and even the tribute from those big villages is nothing compared to the oppression of the nobles? .

Villages don’t need rulers riding on their heads. A hundred years ago, they managed themselves. The lords came to collect some insignificant tributes on a regular basis. Now they should also manage themselves instead of being ridden on their heads by the prince’s dog legs , forced to pay taxes and engage in corvee.

The old man didn't explain what he was thinking, because he knew that the person in front of him was meaningless to this, and his will was very firm, just like he was facing him.

"Well, I'm looking forward to that day."

The two looked at each other, and they both saw the unyielding and firmness in their eyes. They both understood that it was inevitable that they would meet again in a few years, ten years, or even decades. .

But now, they have to stand in the same trench because of the same enemy, and both sides know that it is not time for conflicts to erupt.

So soon, the two sides suppressed the hostility in their eyes and put on peaceful faces, as if the conversation hadn't happened.

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