king of ros

Chapter 133 Carnival Night
Kashin, this emerging mining city is now being plundered by Allah's followers.

Although under the order of Rostislav, a large number of residents here left this place, but just as there were still some people who stayed and resisted, there were still many people who were unwilling to leave this land.

They came from afar, could it be that they left here just for the sake of the prince?
And in the eyes of many of them, it’s okay for the Bulgars to come. They don’t need manual mining, and they can always work at that time. When they dig up some high-quality silver and sneak it home, then they will be prosperous .

However, the looting and killing carried out by the Bulgars on this land ruthlessly shattered the illusions of these people.

Looting and rape can be seen everywhere in this city at this moment. The depression accumulated by the Bulgar army during the hard work along the way needs to be vented. There are dead people everywhere, and some people even set fire to the city.

This is their carnival, this is the carnival of the winners.

Every night, the carnival will reach its climax, and now, it is a night.

The spears were full of human heads, most of which belonged to the city's former defenders, and now their heads were used as a symbol of deterrence to the people, so they were planted in groups in every conspicuous place.

The few survivors hope that the Bulgars will stop using swords, but their worries are superfluous now. Since the Bulgars have not killed them now, it means that they have escaped, at least their lives are saved.

But the next fate is to be sold as slaves, sent to Bulgar and then bought by merchants who don't know where.

But even in such chaos, Kashin still has places to maintain order, and that is the mine pit and the white area.

Needless to say the importance of the mine pit, this area is naturally under key control, and the so-called white area is what the residents of Kashin call the residential area of ​​the wealthy, because the houses here are famous for being painted with a little white paint.

It's just that now, the houses in the White District have been occupied by Bulgar nobles and warriors. As for the original owners of the houses, those rich merchants and nobles, they have escaped.

Those who did not flee and tried to meet the Bulgar invaders in order to get a share of the profits here have all been executed.

For the Bulgars, there are so many people staring at this silver mine, how could it be possible to reserve a place for these Ross people, or kill them all at once to make room.

Akkad and his subordinates occupied the largest mansion in the White District. It was a brick mansion and belonged to a businessman in the city. The Bulgars knew his background. Part of the Northeast trade.

And now the merchant is hanged at the gate of his house - along with his family and servants.

His master Olaf instructed him to save his life and wealth by revealing his identity to the Bulgars, and communicated with the Bulgars specifically for this, but now the Bulgars are obviously unwilling to care about it.

Of course they know about Olaf, how could they not know about the only Rose Walled Lord who is willing to take refuge in them, but after the city is broken, everyone has to make a lot of money, how can they let go of the largest household in the city?
As for how to explain it to Olaf, of course it was accidental injury, accidental injury, so confusing God knows who killed the businessman's family and robbed his house, anyway, the person can't be found now, so let it be.

This big house is the embodiment of the merchant's wealth and status. Not only does it occupy a huge area, it is also filled with various works of art, and the materials used for various furniture are also extremely high-quality.

Olaf spent a lot of money on the development of Kashin at the beginning. He asked his royal businessman to transfer all his wealth to Kashin and built this luxurious mansion. He thought he would be able to keep it after turning to Bulgar. As a result, he didn't expect the Bulgars to just ignore them.

The rough warriors in the Emir Guard composed of barbarians did not understand the preciousness of the various items in this mansion. They tore up Persian miniature paintings as kindling, smashed the glass ornaments of the imperial capital, and smashed the mahogany furniture. Chop up and use as fuel. These guys who only have gold and silver as wealth in their eyes do countless wasteful things.

Then they hauled out of the merchant's cellar his fine wine collection, which came from all parts of the Christian world, as was the custom of the merchant, but it was the same for these rough warriors.

They took the boxes of fine wine out of the cellar and piled them next to the fire in the open space at the entrance of the mansion. There was also a lot of food, which they dug out from the mansion, and then they began to drink around the fire. .

These guys don't know how to enjoy these fine wines at all. Whether it's wine or beer, they are crazy cows to drink. The shouts of barbarians are filling this gorgeous mansion. .

Akkad had no intention of interfering with these barbaric behaviors of his guards. He formed this barbarian guard because these guys were stupid and brutal, so that he could maintain their absolute loyalty with wealth and killing.

And in front of the gate, there were four guards leaning against the closed gate and chatting one after another.

Although the master promised to give them more wealth, the sound of banquets in the room still made their hearts itch, so they could only pass the time like this.

And when the four guards were killing time bored with their weapons, Alaire drove his horse and walked straight to the gate with terrible decorations, then got off his horse and stood up, the guards at the gate just glanced at him, they I recognize the number two man in the army.

"It's savage."

At the gate of the mansion, Alaire glanced coldly at the corpses of the unlucky ones who had been hanged, and then saw the unrestrained corpses in the garden. He ignored the hostile eyes of the guards at the gate and said, then he walked in.

The banquet had already entered the second half, and there were drunk and unconscious warriors everywhere, most of them didn't wear armor, and some didn't even bring their swords.

There are smashed wine bottles and all kinds of crushed food all over the ground. Some guys fell asleep in all kinds of rotten food and snored loudly, while some were still drinking non-stop, and then mouthed Kyogen, obviously lost his mind, the posture of a barbarian is displayed in front of everyone like this

"Hmph, what a carnival night."

Looking at these, Alaire said sarcastically, and there was even some schadenfreude in his tone.

"I don't know if our commander-in-chief will still be happy after knowing the news about my next leadership."

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(End of this chapter)